SFS 1-01 The Commencement Alpha-R (Inactive)

Game Master Jason Schimmel

"T-Bone for breakfast? No wonder you're on the frontline." jokes Helios with a smirk.

Arriving at the E-Deck, he unclasps a flashlight from his belt and throws it to a nightblind party member. "Here, if anyone needs it. I can see just fine anyway, but I always have a flashlight with me."

Protein for breakfast and dinner. V8, sweets and dairy for lunch. And a good workout right before breakfast. That is how I stay strong.

Seeing '5ym0n' begin work on a control panel, Taerem moves to the Ysoki and uses their reach and extra limbs to work on the parts of the panel just out of reach, their Bronze Arachnid morphing to form a pair of intricate tools and mini-welder.

Engineering, aid: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

You manage to reroute power to your section of e-deck. A terminal by the door activates as well as the door controls and emergency lighting.

"Cool, lights are back on here. Let's see if power's still missing in the next section."

Helios, still holding his rifle, heads to the door terminal.

5ym0n looks over the room in the new light as they follow Helios to the terminal.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 1 = 25 In case the terminal is trapped.

With power back on, Taerem follows down the ship's corridor, keeping their rifle slung for now. The Kasathan didn't seem the need to being actively armed in their own flagship - if enemies had snuck aboard they'd likely go after much more crucial targets than those gathered here.

"Hmm, best activate the emergency lighting, otherwise those of us incapable of seeing in this darkness run the risk of walking into struts."

Dawnfriend frowns, as he holds a lantern, a flashlight, and a glowing hand augmentation. Not just frowns ... looks mortified. "Oh, I am so sorry, Taerem. I thought I had enough light. But I have let you down, all of you nufriends. Here, you take the lantern..." He passes the lantern to Taerem ... then the flashlight. "Actually, how about this? I'll go buy more lights ... maybe a beacon ... You guys just wait right here. I'll be back in a couple of shakes."

When the emergency lighting is turned on, Dawfriend sighs in relief. "Gree! You can keep those, Taerem, in case it gets dark again. I'll buy more later."

Hey relax! We're all new at this. said Vyn reassuringly. He had his laser rifle cocked and ready to go. It was a bit of a pain to handle and he needed to be ready just in case.

You sweep through e-deck and arrive a storage room near where you believe the malfunctions originated. With power restored and the passwords given to you opening the doors is rivial. Scattered barrels and boxes line the lowered floor of this storage chamber. A thick bulkhead to the port side leads farther onto the deck, while a similar bulkhead to the aft connects to an arterial hallway that runs the length of the deck.

Engineering: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

5ym0n begins searching the room, hopefully with Mega Gelub 2 nearby for cover if necessary, for any sign of what may have caused the malfunction. They are obviously trying to also keep an eye out for ambushes, they equally obviously, to everyone but themself, are not doing a very good job of that.

Dawnfriend hums cheerfully as he walks into the storage room.

More comfortable as light is returned to the deck, Taerem takes the offered torches from Dawnfriend automatically in a daze. Coughing softly as they realise what has happened, they return them to the Skittermander with a shake of their head. "No, you are not at fault little one. It is either malfunction or sabotage" They finish as they step into the storage room and fans out, still with no rifle drawn and searches the area for clues of what caused the issues.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

Dawnfriend smiles. He puts the flashlight up, but keeps hold on the lantern ... just in case.

Search the room with 5ym0m perception: 5 + 1d20 ⇒ 5 + (4) = 9

You don't see anything that would have caused power outages here, but most of you hear a loud clatter as an empty canister falls off of a box and rolls across the floor. Turning in that direction you see a pair of small humanoids obstructed by the boxes.

If you click the link on my forum info the map of the area you're in is on slide 6.

5ym0n spins towards the sound, their voice jumping an octave from the surprise, "WHO GOES THERE!?!? Identify yourself! What did you do to the power?!" Their whole body almost vibrating for a moment before they gain control of their emotions.

Dawnfriend smiles at the new creatures. "Hello, nufriends. I'm Dawnfriend, priest of Sarenrae, and these are my friends from the Starfinder Society! What is your name?"

Diplomacy(if they understand me): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

As he looks at the creatures, he tries to see if he can identify them.

Life Science(Identify Creature): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Mysticism(Identify Creature): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

Solid rolls. Those will be the last rolls over 10 I get this game. ;)

Helios lets Dawnfriend do the talking without ever lifting his eyes from the creatures. He clutches his weapon firmly, intent on firing if they initiate an aggressive maneuver.

Simply following the others into the room, Taerem keeps their eyes peeled, trying to spot that which their allies had noticed. They kept their lower arms folded whilst their upper arms continued recording various data upon a wrist mounted device.

"What have we seen hmm? Sabotuers or loose experiments?" they enquire over the comms.

A pair of human childran come out form behind the boxes in a panic. There are a boy and a girl. They both look under 8. The girl calls out, "A! please don't hurt us! We just got board and were looking around the ship!"

As the children step out, 5ym0n realizes they were pointing a "finger gun" as opposed to their real weapon,... at the wrong set of shadows. They "nonchalantly" go back to searching the room, half-listening while their companions question the children.

Gods I hope no one saw that

Dawnfriend nods. "No problem, little human nufriends. Are your parents on this ship, too?"

"Yeah our dad works here. He's a Starfinder engimeer. We aren't supposed to wander off alone, but we got board and didn't think anything would happen. Please don't tell him, we promise to go back where we're supposed to be."

Activates Technopathy Node to speak to Dawnfriend
Find out everything they did and touched down here, please.

Dawnfriend smile. "No problem. Were the lights working when you came down here? Were you doing anything when they went off? We're just wanting to make sure that everything is fixed. Then, maybe we can get some ice cream or something." Is there ice cream on the ship? Who knows? Certainly not Dawnfriend, but hey, he can run back to the station and get some if needed, right?

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

As the other agents busy themselves with handling their smuggling problem, Taerem spends some time examining the contents of barrels and boxes, seeing if they can find the purpose for this storage room. They have no interest in the children and instead wish to get on with this laborious task now they know the mysterious 'issue' was poor parenting.

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

Dawnfriend smile. "No problem. Were the lights working when you came down here? Were you doing anything when they went off? We're just wanting to make sure that everything is fixed. Then, maybe we can get some ice cream or something." Is there ice cream on the ship? Who knows? Certainly not Dawnfriend, but hey, he can run back to the station and get some if needed, right?

[dice=Diplomacy]1d20+7

The boy and girl rapidly take turns talking to Dawnfriend.

As the other agents busy themselves with handling their smuggling problem, Taerem spends some time examining the contents of barrels and boxes, seeing if they can find the purpose for this storage room. They have no interest in the children and instead wish to get on with this laborious task now they know the mysterious 'issue' was poor parenting.

[dice=perception] d20 + 7

Its hard to find anything interesting among all these old containers and junk.

The boy and girl rapidly take turns talking to Dawnfriend.
....
"Oh you should leave that door alone, we made a trap in case something tried to get us once the power came on."
....

5ym0n nonchalantly makes their way towards the door indicated by the children and tries to see if they can locate the trap the children put in place. They do so from a safe distance though.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Moving away from the uninteresting find, Taerem frowns beneath their mask and sighs deeply. They take a moment to comm back to Fitch on the bridge. "Ok, so we have discovered the cause of the problem, unwatched Children. Power has been restored."

"Bringing snacks is very wise. My favorite ice cream is strawberry, but it's hard to choose. I like so much ice cream, ya know. So you don't know why the lights went out? You didn't maybe push a button or anything when it happened?"

Well then I should stay and watch the children, right? I mean I might have several in my life.

"Oh there's this place called Celestial Sorbet that I think does delivery, you have to download the application and let them take a biometric sample but it's soooo good.

"Well we had just gotten here"
"and we were getting ready to open the door."
"And I had just told Si to stop eating all the jam because there would be any left."
"I only ate some there would plenty left to share, plus I found an rice cake form last time and I don't like them plain"
"Anyway we didn't even get to open the door before the lights went out."

"Bleh" begins Helios with a hint of disgust. "We ain't playing babysitters. I say we make sure everythin's fine and get them back somewhere they won't cause any trouble."

The talk about ice cream lifts Helios' spirits, if only just a bit.

Sense Motive: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (17) - 2 = 15

Helios squints as the kids tell their story. "You seem to know the place pretty damn well for lost children. Seems to me something's afoot." Helios crosses his arms impatiently. "Tell us what's up or we bring your sorry butts straight to Fitch to sort this out."

Diplomacy: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (19) - 1 = 18

'Ok ok we came to visit our new pet and give him some food. He really likes jam. He live in the next room over. We set the trap up to keep you away from him. It's just a fire extinguisher and a paperclip. Please don't get us in trouble."

The android rolls his eyes. "Sure 'nough. What kind of pet is it?"

"Bleh" begins Helios with a hint of disgust. "We ain't playing babysitters. I say we make sure everythin's fine and get them back somewhere they won't cause any trouble."

The talk about ice cream lifts Helios' spirits, if only just a bit.

[dice=Sense Motive]1d20-2

Helios squints as the kids tell their story. "You seem to know the place pretty damn well for lost children. Seems to me something's afoot." Helios crosses his arms impatiently. "Tell us what's up or we bring your sorry butts straight to Fitch to sort this out."

[dice=Diplomacy]1d20-1

XperimentalDM wrote:

'Ok ok we came to visit our new pet and give him some food. He really likes jam. He live in the next room over. We set the trap up to keep you away from him. It's just a fire extinguisher and a paperclip. Please don't get us in trouble."

The android rolls his eyes. "Sure 'nough. What kind of pet is it?"

"Oh it's really neat. It has a big shinny brown shell and walks around all happy looking"

Dawnfriend smiles. "Oh, that sounds like a really cool pet. You are very lucky to have a pet like that. I can't wait to see it!" He looks excitedly toward the door.

Now that the children have explained their trap, can 5ym0n find it?

At the mention of a pet with a fairly unique description, Taerem's interest is peaked and they listen to the children's explanation. Seeing 5ym0n checking the supposed location of the 'trap' set up by the children, the Kastha moves over to help them disable it so they can move to the next room and find this pet.

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

engineering: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Having had the trap pointed out to you it is much easier to find. You disable the thermal sensors which have been set beyond maximum sensitivity by placing a paperclip over a pair of connectors. You are pretty sure any warm blooded creature walking through the doors would have set it off. The doors are unlocked and able to be opened.

Dawnfriend beams at the two kids as he watches the trap be disabled. "That was very ingenious of you two. You're going to grow up to be fine engineers, no doubt. Maybe you'll be able to join the Starfinder Society, too! Wouldn't that be fun?" He glances around. "Actually, they could probably join now, couldn't they?" He turns to them. "Your first mission ... stand right here, and yell if anyone sneaks up on us. OK? But don't come through the door after us!"

”Hmm, crude but effective given the materials available to them and that they were in the pitch dark...” Taerem observes as they assist 5ym0n be reaching the high points on the trap. With it removed they squeeze through the doors and into the next chamber, their senses peeled for sounds of this missing ‘pet’.

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

on my phone so unable to move my token.

Clever kids

5ym0n lets Taerem step through the doorway first, whispering after him, "you sure you don't want to let Mega go first?" Looking past the Kasathan to see if they can see anything as well.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24 +1 for traps

Taerem as you said you could not move your token I moved you to the doorway. I hope that was okay.

You do not immediately spot the creature but clearly something has been moving around this room. There are panels and plates partially opened all over the place. You notice it is much warmer in this room. There is steam escaping from the coolant system creating fog like clouds. This area consists of two adjoining chambers. Four large containment capsules fill the fore room, three of which hold stasis-locked objects, including a tablet, a strange curved sword, and an odd spiral of bioluminescent coral. A crack leaks fluid from the fourth capsule, which displays a foot-wide breach near the bottom. The aft room contains several desks, each hosting a deactivated computer terminal.

You can attempt to track the creature with survival, life science, or piloting.

piloting: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Mega will track survival: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Cheers 5ym0n ^^

At the Ysoki's suggestion, Taerem steps back and lets the Ryphorian and Half-orc through first "Make sure you don't break anything." they warn as they step into the chamber and take a moment to examine the objects kept in stasis. "Hmm, very interesting - it would seem these have been forgotten."

Having their Arachnian take some notes, Taerem turns their attention to finding the lost species.

Life science: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

I should see what is on those computers

After some hesitation, 5ym0n tears their eyes away from the computers and looks around the room.

"Do we think the little spawnlings are responsible for this mess?"They say gesturing back towards the room with the children.

They look for more signs of the creature, making sure to look up as well as at the ground.

Piloting: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

Helios shakes his head. "Prolly not what happened here, alright. Doubt they would've messed with the tanks."

He then goes to help Taerem out with his examination of the trail.

Physical Science, Aid Taerem: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Dawnfriend walks in and looks around. He thinks he sees some tracks and motions for the others to follow them.

Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25