The party witch is ranting about how our last adventure went wrong, and we're never doing anything like that again. Along the way, she tells us "I have died too many times. And I'm not dying again before I get married and have kids."
Pfft. With the right ritual you don't have to fuss with that whole 'traditional order' thing...
We had a couple of good ones in last night's SFS2 game.
One player was debuting an ysoki envoy that they decided to play as very timid. When the party found signs of a feline predator in the area, the player squeaked faintly, "A feline predator?!" That fell right into a lull in the table chatter, and cracked us all up.
Two other players, a couple, were playing Chk Chk and Dae, and leaning into the pair's lore as best friends and personality foils. The ysoki frequently found the mystic's macabre outlook unnerving, so at the end of the adventure, Dae confided to them, "Between you and me, they did get shaken a little in the jar."
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I had a Starfinder vesk once who'd slept through xenobiology class and wasn't up to speed on other species' anatomy. He'd also slept through xenocultures and missed out a whole unit on galactic collquialisms.
YSOKI (to bad guys currently firing on us): Kiss my ass!
VESK: Yeah! And... snuffle my cloaca!
"Shambling mound tea. Now that's different."
"That'll ail what cures ya."
From the "sparks" campaign I've talked about in the "tell me about your PF1 campaign" thread:
Wizard's player: "If we collect enough sparks, we can create a new god of breakfast."
Cleric's player: "This is why none of you are clerics!"