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I was thinking of mining Cowboy Bebop for some wild and woolly ideas. The series is a gold mine for adventure ideas.
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Adapting everything about Maximum Xcrawl except perhaps the background setting itself, and adapted to Starfinder rules and set in the Pact World as having originated on Akiton. In time the sport has spread out to many other planets. Each planet's Dungeon Judges have their own variations and quirks about what kinds of monsters and hazards they like to use.
While all the new Starfinder races would fit in well as Xcrawl athletes, Vesk and Ysoki are particularly fond of the sport and both excel in their own way.
It should come as no surprise that most Androids just don't see the point of all that carnage and unnecessary risk.
Kasatha athletes, though rare, are highly-sought after for their melee versatility.
Lashunta females always seem to bring in the big endorsements with their good looks.
The sport is also quite popular with Shirren, who enjoy the challenge and the many options that come with navigating an X-crawl Dungeon. Of course, when the _Dungeon Judge_ is a Shirren, the crawl designs tend to veer off into left field in terms of complexity and intricacy, or the lack thereof. Meaning, option and choice denial as an attempt at Shirren sadism. Consequently Shirren crawlers just about lose their minds from the torture, while other races just go on down the railroad.
A lot will depend on what characters are brought to the table. I have a couple of general adventure ideas.
1. The Heist: The crew must steal so e sort of shiny object from the asteroid stronghold of some criminal or wealthy individual. With lots of room for hard and soft methods in.
2. Space zombies! The crew's ship breaks down on a planet in the middle of an undead uprising or run into a chuck of a world in THE DRIFT in the middle of such an event
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The PCs hear about a race of clones with a magical illness called the cloning disease. Someone with the disease is rumored to be at their next stop and they need to capture this individual. The PCs are given a photograph of the person they are looking for, and are told how the disease works and how to keep from getting infected.
The cloning disease can be spread through injury with a natural weapon or through bodily fluids. Victims gain the ooze monster type in place of all their normal racial abilities, although they retain their normal ability scores (including INT) and class abilities. Physical appearance remains virtually unchanged except the victim begins to lose body heat and reaches room temperature after 2d12 hours (1d12 for small, +1d12 for each size category above Medium); thereafter their body temperature fluctuates like a cold-blooded animal. Victims also grow ravenously hungry, although no matter how much they eat they never look like they're gaining weight, they just increase in body density. These are the only clues that something is wrong. A victim at this stage does not have the blind traits of an ooze, although their perception of the environment may fluctuate in ways that vary from person to person, such as having flashes of all-round vision, being able to shrug off gaze attacks, shifts in color perception range (orange, yellow, red, and infrared), increase or decrease in depth perception and fine detail, and so on.
The hunger is always there but it waxes and wanes. Once a victim doubles their body weight, they feel an overwhelming compulsion to go hide someplace where they won't be disturbed for several hours. Once they find a place they will feel compelled to strip naked then immediately slip into a coma for 2d6 hours. (The process will begin after 24 hours regardless). During the coma the victim will divide into two identical copies of themselves (same proportions and density drops back to normal) even down to personality and memories. After the division process is complete, both copies will eventually wake up. Note that the creature's Blindsight does not kick in until the first division occurs, and it takes several minutes to adjust to the shift in perception.
One of the copies will usually wake up first and freak out to find themselves lying next to themselves, and perhaps run away or grab their clothing and gear first and then run away, leaving their clone naked and defenseless. The primal urge to run away usually wins out over freezing or fighting, but in rare cases the awakened clone will want to kill the unconscious one. If it tries to strangle it or break its neck, this will not work since oozes do not have bones, lungs, or windpipes. But the first attack is usually enough to wake it up. Lethal damage from a weapon may be sufficient to kill the clone before it has a chance to defend itself, although since it is an ooze, it will be immune to critical hits and sneak attack damage.
The original carriers of the cloning disease was a single individual who contracted it from an unknown source, perhaps one of those crazy wizard experiments that didn't work out as planned. That individual has no doubt multiplied many times and all of his clones have taken the disease with him.
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It is almost time for the Vesk to have their Green and Purple War. ;)
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Okay, I have a few and I've even given them snappy titles:
Tombworld of the Spider King- While working security for a Starfinder archaeological dig, the team uncovers a stone tablet commemorating a war between an alien race and a space faring race of Drow. What makes this tablet so fascinating is that it contains both coordinates for the home world of these Drow invaders and a warning: "Never go there."
Beware the Starlight Express- The crew wins an all expenses paid cruise on the Starlight, a luxurious starliner owned by the Red Star Luxury Fleet (A division of Abadar Corp Amusements). It's a nice chance to relax, catch some artificial sunlight, hit on those cute Half-Elves...and oh yeah, prevent a group of terrorists from turning the Starlight into an improvised cruise missile to destroy the Abadar Corporate headquarters.
The Maw- A religious cult of black hole worshiping Solarions have arrived on Absalom station, these fanatics seem harmless at first but these "Teeth of the Great Maw" seem to hide a twisted secret...
All Packets Sent, No Reply- So the Dataphile Starfinders are looking to hire some freelancers, nothing too strenuous this time around. Apparently they just want you to go around the outer rim and check on the wireless connections for various Starfinder listening stations. Everything seems to be going fine until a colony drops off the network. Then another. And another. When the Crew arrives onsite they find whole cities full of corpses and a sign painted in blood: "They're Coming."
Intelligent plastic ooze takes over the universe
The leaders of a cult of outsider-worshipers have decided to get bent all out of shape by all the Drift travel ripping up parts of their gods' favorite planes and marooning their gods' servants in the Drift plane. So the cult leaders order a crusade of terrorist attacks against all starship manufacturers, and secretly plant explosives on random commercial and private starships to try to ruin the manufacturers' reputations and to turn everyday people against their products.
^ . . . all the while, jaunting around on starships themselves.
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Interesting ideas; I may nick some of them in the future. At the moment I am just mapping out a sector of space for a sandbox campaign.
It will be on the edge of the pact worlds leading into a mostly unexplored area. The main hub will be a criminal run space station that is considered independent & neutral ground for any sort of trade (essentially space Katapesh).
I’ll have an alien race that is competing with the pact worlds to colonise the sector (haven’t decided what they will be yet, but probably something similar to the Eldar from 40k). A portion of the sector will be a huge war zone.
The whole sector will be covered in ruins of an ancient empire that was destroyed thousands of years ago. I’ll throw in hints that whatever destroyed them is coming again (something ancient & powerful like the Reapers from Mass Effect)
All that should give the players a bit of variety. Exploration, trading, colonising, war and a nice background plot that they might get involved in.
Because of The Gap, goblins now read and write. Eventually they learn about, and fall in love with, the internet. Invent a search engine, "Gooble." They use the data gathered by other races' searches to predict where their vulnerabilities are, and conduct raids accordingly. Because of the information gathering code in its programming, and a little bit of stray magic, Gooble accidently becomes self aware.
Later, they attempt to create another AI and call it "GobberBot." It begins as a simple AI that types responses back when you type at it, but eventually becomes self aware enough to begin making its own inquiries into its environment.
GobberBot finds Gooble, both recognize they are kindred spirits (goblin programmed AI's). They merge into one being, and Triune has cyber-competition.
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I can't wait to use a Generation Ship. Both as dungeons and an invading hostile force.
I want the party to find a generation ship where social order broke during the journey and tribes repeat ship maintenance as religious ritual. Having no idea of the world outside the ship.
Using my own take on history rather than Golarion in the future... I want a peaceful stable post scarcity human colony invaded by humans with a 300 year old mindset of colonization and imperialism.
My campaign is going to assume that Unity won in the Iron Gods adventure path and that is the cause of the Gap. My IG group never finished so it's a continuation of epic proportions. Anyone else doing something similar?
You could probably run a TRON type fantasy adventure if the InterWorldNet is MMO based. This MMO becomes a kind of interface where you can interact with other people virtually like a game--butit also has corporations and nonprofits plugged into thus MMO as well. Thus, any given location on the IWN is represented as a location in the MMO; you have to travel in the MMO to the Access Point node associated with that location in order to access their server there.
Of course there is still the Old School Internet where you just type in the name in a search engine and go there, but where's the fun in that? Plus those access points are much more securely firewalled.
The main draw of the public MMO is to draw customers to virtual storefronts where they can shop virtually and meet other people, virtually. Like going into a Walmart store in the middle of Azeroth and looking at and manipulating things through your enhanced visual reality interface with touch, smell, and taste.
Now I wonder how the builders managed to get the ring world spinning fast enough from the beginning of its construction, to keep the ring world from collapsing under its own gravity.
I could call it a world-sized artifact and accept that it appeared in its entirety ex nihilo when whichever deity called it into existence around such and such star. The people and life forms could have been seeded later, as well as any night cycle paneling or whatever is used to simulate such.
Besides the Dyson sphere, ring world, or swarm configurations, another constructed-world idea might be to have a planet-sized d12 built by the gods or some Q-like race of aliens.
Each pentagon is a self-contained "flat earth" world, with multiple continents and oceans and island chains. Sheer cliffs and mountain ranges jut up from all the edges to hold in the atmospheres. The axis of rotation would run through two opposing vertices so that all the faces got at least some sunlight. The planetary core would spin, of course, to maintain a magnetic shield against the solar wind.
Gravity is variable across the whole surface so that it is always perpendicular to sea level, no matter how close to the border of a pentagon you travel. Mundanely increasing the density of the crust near the edges might suffice to adjust the direction of gravity, or the dodecahedron could have been carved out of an existing rounded planet and then enchanted to keep the gravity regions all pointing the same way.
The dodecagonal planet might have a number of moons, which house observatories and research facilities. For poetry they may take the shape of other Platonic solids: the innermost moon as a d8, the last a d4. The d4 is a spaceport, the d6 is a dormitory, and the d8 is the research facility. All the moons have marked portals linking each other together, while only the d8 moon has portals leading to the constructed planet's surface (marked and restricted-access on the faciity side, and hidden and locked from the planet's side).
Once on the surface, observers and researchers rely on magic to stay hidden so they do not violate their noninterference directive. They are also given or taught teleportation and given scrying equipment so they can move around inside each habitat at will, teleporting to any location visible to one of their sensors. The planet's impassible cliff edges block teleportation across themselves or offworld; the portals are the only way on or off other than by ship.
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I've a fun idea of a being beyond our 3 dimensional space contacting our existence, and by quantum law of observation, manifesting once people begin to look for it. The creature will be massive and powerful beyond reason, after all its going to be beyond space/time and in the realm of the quantum. The players are going to have to stabilize the beast in space/time before they can fight it. It'll be fun, a big game of Schrodinger's cat.
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My campaign is going to assume that Unity won in the Iron Gods adventure path and that is the cause of the Gap. My IG group never finished so it's a continuation of epic proportions. Anyone else doing something similar?
My husband and I are currently working through Iron Gods (we are currently plowing our way through the Scar of the Spider). We're hoping to finish by the time that Starfinder comes out.
For the New Adventure Path:
We wound up adding another (homebrew) Iron God to the pantheon along with Casandalee, a Neutral-Good Cyborg IronGod based off of Cyborg of the DC universe. I'd run the AP with those two gods available as options.
Also, Trett worked as a double-agent for the the PC's after they caught him and after the Technic League fell, he wound up starting his own business by taking over the Silverdisk hall. He eventually became a millionare tycoon and I'm thinking of having a couple name drops in his memory in the new AP: Trett Industries or something like that.
Separate from the adventure path:
I'm also thinking about throwing together a couple one-shot "Goblins in Space" adventures. The "Gooble" Goblin search engine AI that a previous poster mentioned is a fantastic idea and I'm planning on using it. XD
Get your racer runnin'
Head out on the roadway
Looking for adventure
In whatever comes our way
Yeah, the gods're gonna make it happen
Take the worlds in a love embrace
Fire all of your wands at one time
And explode into space !!
I like smoke and lightnin'
Heavy metal thunder
Racing in the wind
And the feeling that I'm under
Yeah the gods're gonna make it happen
Take the worlds in a love embrace
Fire all of your wands at one time
And explode into space !!
Like a true nature's child
We were born, born to be wild
We can climb so high
We're never gonna die
Born to be wild, born to be wild...
Well, I'm going for a lovecraftian gothic noir political intrigue sort of thing. The PCs will be officers of the military police. Everything begins with the investigation of unsanctioned practices within the local cult of Moloch, specifically the sacrifice of clones. Upon infiltration, the characters will learn the reason for such activities. The cult seeks the aid of Moloch to fight a being they refer to as "The Daemon Sultan." This will lead the characters to research daemons within the private library of General Crassus, preeminent expert of Daemonology and unbeknownst to all one of the most prolific serial killers in the galaxy. After taking Crassus into custody, the general tells the PCs that what they are looking for is far older than even the Horsemen, and that they should seek out The Voice of Dagon.
Below the ice of a frozen moon the PCs find The Voice, an ancient lilitu demon bound within a submerged temple to her piscean master. If the PCs negotiate with her she will gladly provide them with the answers which they seek, for a price. The Voice desires entertainment, if the PCs can provide her with something to alleviate her boredom they'll learn what she knows.
After leaving The Voice to her privacy the PCs return home knowing what they must do. Azathoth is stirring, and if not pacified it will unmake the multiverse. Alas, no one will believe their story. In the end they must ally themselves with the forces of an archdevil, the horseman of war, and a demon lord in order to save reality from the avatar of Azathoth.
Here are a few more:
Empty Hand- The team has been hired by the Stewards of Verces to go deep cover at Empty Hand 205, an annual cage fighting tournament on the Vesk homeworld. It seems a gang of vicious criminals has been trying rig the results. To make matters worse, the promotion's women's champion, Alva Kresh, might be a no show because of some mysterious personal issue...
The Baines Job- Ellacrine Baines is the wealthy and powerful CEO of Primelock Security, the most powerful private military contractor in all of Pact World space. He's so confident of his company's security protocols that he's hired a team of freelancers to break into his office and steal a red rubber ball. It's easy money...assuming you can get past the twenty foot door made of hypersteel, the deadly automated defenses, the high functioning AI security system, the killer security droids, and the highly trained private army of computer hackers, deadly operatives, and psychotic mercenaries. Other than that, piece of cake.
The Nameless Sword- The Nameless Brothers are some of the greatest heroes in Pact World Space. This small group of Solarions have dedicated their lives to justice, charity, and the service of others. But they yearn for one thing: To know the name of their Order. It seems the Gap has claimed all knowledge of the Order's founding, including it's original name. Luckily, the Nameless Brothers have discovered that their unknown founder wrote the true name of their order on the hilt of his sword and buried it in the Order's very first meeting hall. If the team can go into deep space and come back with the sword, the Order will pay them handsomely...assuming they survive.
Finger of Asmodeus- It's 30,000 miles wide, it's traveling at 45 miles per second, and it's headed straight for an occupied planet. It's called the Finger of Asmodeus and it's a massive comet that has already claimed millions of lives and left wreckage in it's wake. Now it's a race against time as the Stewards of Verces and the Starfinder Society try to evacuate a planet of 500 million people before a massive comet destroys their world.
That is a small gas giant if it is 30,000 miles wide, I don't think it would be accurate to describe it as a comet.
I'm well aware it's very large, I picked that size deliberately.
That is a small gas giant if it is 30,000 miles wide, I don't think it would be accurate to describe it as a comet.
Evidence from antiquity suggest that the ancients see Venus as a comet. Just watch this video.
The truth is that it just LOOKS like a comet. When the PCs get on the surface, they'll discover something horrifying.
Actually it's a massive sleeping monster that's been covered in a layer of ice and debris after floating around for two millenia so...you know...