GM Friendly Sauce’s Dead Suns

Game Master friendly sauce

DR34-M12 lines up her scope and fires into the vampire, instantly vaporizing her into a pile of dust!

COMBAT OVER!!!

Loot added to loot sheet.

Dreamz danced in celebration as the vampire turned to dust. "Hi-C, when you are done recovering from the kiss, make double sure the talisman is destroyed."

After loading a fresh battery in her rifle, Dreamz began to skim through the footage of the fight. "This is going to get us some views for sure. Handsome, say something cool and inspiring for the camera." The android's circuits glowed with delight.

As the vampire turns to dust, Handsome sinks to the ground. "Whew! I need a breather. Someone gonna hack into that module? Gimme ten and I'll see if I can lend a hand...."

Assuming we can take a 10 min break, Handsome will try to aid computer rolls to hack the module afterwards...

Computers, aid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

Justin tosses the body in with some vinegar and rice, shake shake shakes it up, and whaps the goblins hand with his wooden spoon

"Not for eating "

Take 10 and try to slice the module.

Computers; Expert Rig, Exocortex Aid, Take 10: 10 + 17 + 2 = 29

Justin tosses the body in with some vinegar and rice, shake shake shakes it up, and whaps the goblins hand with his wooden spoon

"Not for eating "

*grumble* *grumble*

*grumble* *grumble*

"Adventuring with a goblin is scarily like working in the master of stars nursery. With less fire. "

"I don't see how he could eat that. I am hungry though and thirsty. I doubt the Eoxian have a rich alcohol tradition without like blood or like fermented toes. Dibs on the Captain's pistol! NOt Handsomes, but the face sucker"he says pointing to the undead heap that was the enemy.

"Also now we have the Corpse Fleet even more adamant about our death so How about we get the stuff and get off-world to a safer harbor?" he says looking at the others still a bit wounded.

"Also sleep sounds great about now"

"I don't see how he could eat that. "

"He's got a mouth bigger than his neck. I don't get it either, but it happens."

Hi-C joins in the resting, and distributes bags of pretzels to everyone as they sit and watch the Deadpool car continue to burn nearby.

"Should have brought marshmallows"Rover says eating a pretzel."Then we could have had toasted marshmallows on the Deadpool Fire"

Hi-C could benefit from the ring of resistance, but he already has two magic items (the glove of storing and a starfinder backpack).

The rest of the stuff we can just melt down into UPBs or sell for credits.

Justin is snagging one ring of resistance

The shirren eye rifle is nice ad 2d10 but as a sniper weapon rather than a long arm justin cant use

I like justins estex 2 more than either of the other armors.

Dreamz will snag a ring of resistance as well, nice to have any boost to her awful Will save.

Handsome will take a ring also. Also, just realized there's a few frag mk2 grenades available. Handsome will pick those up also.

The thunderstrike streetsweeper is available. Justin will take that one, right?

Handsome will take a ring also. Also, just realized there's a few frag mk2 grenades available. Handsome will pick those up also.

The thunderstrike streetsweeper is available. Justin will take that one, right?

Is so busy craddling the streetsweeper they don't see the goblin palming the grenades. Will regret that later...

I love that we each have slightly different tactics: trick attack, line, overcharge, boost, and beatdown ^_^

What's our final credit/UPB count? Hi-C could use a new pair of hydraulic legs.

You quickly Realize that the data module is a tier 3 module and therefore only a tier 3 computer or higher can access it. Luckily once you get back to the Maiden, DR34-M12's is able to upgrade herself enough to be able to handle it!

Onboard the ship DR34-M21 is able to hack into the module and disable the countermeasures to access the data.

You discover that it contains the data that was deleted from the datacore in the Star-Eater’s Spine. This data reveals that the Cult of the Devourer left its Diaspora base to search for the Gate of Twelve Suns in a distant star system called Nejeor, based on the cultists’ interpretations of Nyara’s prophecies. Nejeor’s coordinates put the system somewhere in the Vast. The electronic signature on this data matches that of the hacker who scrubbed the files from the cult’s computer system, confirming that the Corpse Fleet visited the Star-Eater’s Spine, accessed the datacore, and learned that the cult is searching the Nejeor system for the “key” to the alien superweapon.

"So the Cult, and the Corpse Fleet, are ahead of us? Maybe we'll be lucky and they'll kill each... yeah who am I kiddin'? Let's go."

On the plus side, flying to the Vast gives us DAYS to craft. Let's convert any credits we get from selling stuff into UPBs for crafting before we fly out.

Dreamz did a celebration dance as she hacked into the secure data module, her circuits glowing warmly. The calculations for a new hard light nanite processing array had finished by the time the crew had made it back to the Maiden. After a quick bout of machining, her upgraded rig had been able to easily slice though the module.

"So the Cult, and the Corpse Fleet, are ahead of us? Maybe we'll be lucky and they'll kill each... yeah who am I kiddin'? Let's go."

"Yeah, while we've been running around dealing with their flunkies the Corpse Fleet has been gaining ground. I'm calculating only an 9.63% chance the Corpse Fleet and Cult will destroy one another. We should stock up on supplies if we are going to head out to the Vast."

Dreamz will send a report to Chiskisk and the new footage to Ford.

Rover pulls a cigarette and lights it as he looks to the others."Agreed when need a food and booze making machine"

Went through the Loot Sheet and totalled up everything I thought we weren't going to use; with the exception of 1 ring of resistance. Rover do you want it? It would increase your Fort save by +1. It counts as a magic item, and you can only have 2 magic items equipped at any one time.

Assuming Rover takes it, that leaves each of us 2286 credits and the party fund 2291, bringing the party fund up to 8704.

There's still a bunch of minor stuff saved as party loot, like ammunition and batteries, that are probably better to have as backups rather than selling for 10%.

Look good to everyone?

Thanks for working through it. Was about to take a look also. Sounds good to me!

Friendly Sauce, can we do some shopping here on Eox?

Justin takes a look at organics are us, and hmmms at Dream "How are you at installing upgrades on biologics? "

I'll take that Ring, might as well

Does this also mean we get a new chronicle sheet?

"Yah, I think Hi-C and Dreamz are both right. Little chance the cult and corpse fleet will destroy each other. I think it's gonna be up to us to blow away both of them in order to save the galaxy. Hey, we should come up with a team name. Like 'Saviors of the Galaxy'!!!

"Then we can incorporate and charge exorbitant fees! Well, we can charge exorbitant fees even without incorporating! Amirite!?!"

Darnit, can't find the movie clip of Rocket Raccoon saying we can charge more now that we've saved the galaxy twice....

Handsome quickly appends Dreamz's report to Chiskisk with an invoice stating that 100,000 credits is now due and payable to us for 'services rendered'. A 10% up-front installment of the total fee is required within the next 7 days to avoid additional penalties. Timing and size of installments may be discussed and negotiated if the payor (Chiskisk) can furnish proof of financial hardship. In this case, please contact us ASAP.

After thinking for a split second, Handsome decides to send the same invoice to Gevalarsk Nor.

"Little too 'On the nose' for me. Also, Saviors of the Galaxy sounds like one of the old cheap Science Fiction FIlms of the industrial area.You know with the horrible robognomes, the princess in distress and a dashing young warrior with gun and blade saves the day against lasers and evil alien empires!" he says from his chair.

"A name would be good, something simple and elegant.Like the Midnight Riders!" he says looking at Handsome with a big smile.

Justin takes a look at organics are us, and hmmms at Dream "How are you at installing upgrades on biologics? "

"I'm really good with the technological upgrade part, but the biological parts sure are flimsy without nanites. But I can get better, do you want me to install something in you?!" Dreamz replied a little too eagerly.

Next level I treat 1/2 my Computer ranks as ranks in Medicine, full level with a resolve point. Until then Dreamz needs Justin's help with the meat part.

Like 'Saviors of the Galaxy'!!!

Like the Midnight Riders!"

"The Sunset Riders of the Galaxy!" Dreamz happily chimed in.

Power outage ate my shopping list. I'll get it up in a bit, mostly fairly mundane.

"yeah, I'm going organic with these. No offense but the rest of me is organic and I don't like to try to mix materials. Just wait till I'm unconscious and then insert the very large needle where the vidtube instructions show you. Just think of the retroviruses as squishy nanites. Its either that or go under the knife on eox so...here's som URLs to watch. "

" Screwballs, spaceballs?" how about just "Screwed" because thats what the system is. Chiskisk, PLEASE tell me you have some friends in the stewards for this sort of thing. We're going after them as soon as we can but you want a redundant system in case of failure when something is as important as.. I don't know. Everything. "

You know with the horrible robognomes, the princess in distress and a dashing young warrior with gun and blade saves the day against lasers and evil alien empires!"

"You mean your instruction manuals for archeology? "

With a trip to the Vast necessitating a resupply, Dreamz took the opportunity to shop for some essential and non-essential items. The android had made plans for a repulsor flight array system, but she would need some Vallabium cores, scrap, and plenty of UPBs. Eox was also an optimum location to purchase decorations for horror movie night.

Hi-C ends his stint on Eox with a trip to the local mega mall, "Skull & Shackles".

"...Fifth largest mall in the Pact Worlds in terms of leaseable space, huh? Seems pretty dead to me."

But after getting stuck in a line for over an hour that ended up being nothing more than a "shuffling" of zombies (the technical designation for a group of mindless undead), Hi-C nearly gives up before he passes a Skulls 'R Us store and decides to pop in.

"This place is awesome!"

Eventually he settles on something that matches both his skin tone and personality.

Eox was also an optimum location to purchase decorations for horror movie night.

Justin sighs at the selection "Those are documentaries. "

HAAHAHAHHAAHA!!!

" Eoxian horror is great, they fear becoming alive again..Beware Night of the Living! is one of my favorites"

" Eoxian horror is great, they fear becoming alive again..Beware Night of the Living! is one of my favorites"

"I realize its a convention of the genre to make bad decisions, but why the protagonists couldn't just walk out out of the airlock and wait somewhere with no atmophere was a little immersion breaking. "

Eoxian horror is great, they fear becoming alive again..Beware Night of the Living! is one of my favorites"

"To be fair, having to breath and poop does sound like a nightmare."

Xavier "Rover" Florin wrote:

" Eoxian horror is great, they fear becoming alive again..Beware Night of the Living! is one of my favorites"

"I realize its a convention of the genre to make bad decisions, but why the protagonists couldn't just walk out out of the airlock and wait somewhere with no atmophere was a little immersion breaking. "

"Ugh that's always such a problem. It's like, your ship isn't infested with dogs, flip your emergency beacon, then go get some work done on the hull for a bit."

The day after you send your messages to Ambassador Nor and Chiskisk, you get a response from Chiskisk.

"Excellent work all of you, but this is quite troubling news; Especially if the Cult is already ahead of you. Take your time preparing for this next leg of your mission... You may not return to the pact worlds for several weeks or more. I'm wiring you each a stipend to prepare for your journey. Good luck and make haste Starfinder's! We don't know how important this could be!" The Shirred says before their message cuts off. Each of you receive a wire transfer of 3000 credits as well.

sorry for taking so long to give you that reward.... If you need to adjust your purchases please feel free.

WELCOME TO BOOK 4!!!!

Once you depart Eox and head into the drift DR34-M12 is able to astrogate a path through the drift to the coordinates for Neajor, and estimates it will take about 2 and half weeks to get there.

As you travel through the drift you cannot help but notice the strange bleakness of the transitory plane. Instead of inky blackness dotted with stars, the drift is a mass of pink and purple energy that seems to both envelop the ship and be incredibly far away at the same time, making it difficult to gauge speed and time. Occasionally, if you are vigilant, you might see glimpses of chunks of other planes the Drift has gobbled up as they pass by—a titanic but empty basalt throne carved with images of cavorting devils, a single metal gear the size of a city, a vast bridge that seems to have an ancient abandoned city built along its span, and so on.

10 days into the trip the Sunrise Maiden passes close to several humongous, dark clouds that occasionally flash with internal light. Out of one of these clouds emerges a starship unlike any other you have seen!

A communication comes through an open channel from the vessel, "Attention, Pact Worlds vessel. This is the Azlanti Star Empire vessel Fearful Symmetry. Surrender immediately, and you will not be harmed. In fact, you will have the immense pleasure of becoming another small part of the empire’s vast populace. Refuse and we will be forced to turn you into space dust. This message will not repeat."

You have 1 round to respond.

Engineering: 1d20 + 18 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 18 + 4 = 33

"Thoth, who puts corinthian columns as a decorative feature on a starship? " BoDoop

The pin on justins tail responds "The exlanti empirean expansionist federation of worlds under the command of humans who left Golarion millennia ago. "

"Great. We're being attacked by cosplayers. This is why I'm glad your people don't have a planet anymore Rover. One of you is fine, in groups you go a little nutty. "

Engineering; Theme Knowledge DC-5: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (10) + 16 = 26

Is that an Azlanti ship? What is it doing here? Rover what kind of weapons are the scanners picking up on that thing?"

Each of you receive a wire transfer of 3000 credits as well.

Hi-C strides over to the Gunner station, his new leg extensions adding several inches to each step.

As he sits down he tears open a box of Frosted Lucky Skulls cereal from the Eoxian grocery store they visited before take-off. The only nutritional information listed was "10,000% daily value Calcium", so at least they were healthier than his regular regimen of snackfood. He crunches away as the conversation unfolds, ready to press the big red button.

Culture: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (4) + 18 = 22
Trying to see if I know anything else about them

"I do know some Azlanti" he says blinking and looking up.

Handsome flips on comms and says, "Greetings Tearful Dysentery of the Basmati Star Village! You're asking us to join your rice grower's union? No need, thank you very much! But perhaps you'll want to join us! We're the Saviors of the Galaxy (trademark pending finalization of team name)!!!

"And its easy to get started! Just transfer over 50,000 credits and you're in! No messy paperwork or contracts! Sign up now!"

Profession con artist: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 15 + 1d6 ⇒ (20) + 15 + (5) = 40

Profession con artist: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

"Perhaps your corporate logo shouldn't be a giant pyramid with you on top? "

Haha! Good one!

"You're right! That's just too gaudy. A big pile of gold coins is much better!"

"Greetings Tearful Dysentery of the Basmati Star Village!"

"Dammit, now you got me hungry for curry!"

"Sake!"He says perking up a bit as he stops cleaning out his fingers nails with a knife.

The Azlanti ship responds by firing up its weapons and speeding towards you!

Those clouds looks like they would provide a decent amount of concealment if your ship was inside one, but it would take an ace pilot to avoid the lightning strikes inside it as well.

Now that you guys are a higher level I'm going to try to do space combat a little different and go to rounds in order again. each round will last no more than 24 hours to keep it moving but now that 6th level crew actions are available I think this will work out best.

Space Combat Round 1:

ALL ENGINEERS MAY ACT!

"Here's a lil more dakka "

engineering: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (15) + 18 = 33 divert power to engines

Hi-C readies two arms to hoist Justin into the overhead conduits in case the battle goes down like the last one did.