bluegargantua

As much as I never want to see Nortrig again, I can't say as it hasn't been very, very good to us. Despite the fact that Nortrig rubles aren't the most stable of currencies, we've got an entire cargo hold full of the them. The conversion fees won't even make a dent. In short -- we're disgustingly rich.

( War profiteering for fun and profit...eering )

The big question is what to do with all this cash. When Sanna was threatening to leave, she mentioned going off and becoming a farmer. It's not a career I can see her excelling in and the crop she knows best, she's likely to smoke through before she can sell it. It did give me an idea though. With this cash we can set up a station like Second Sunrise and grow all the black weed we want in international airspace. Then we just use the Pelican to make deliveries. Needs a bit more fleshing out but I think it's got a lot of possibilities.

* * *

So this was the closer for our first game. We might come back to the Pelican and her crew in the future, but we've reached a good stopping point so we'll switch over to something else. I will be taking over the GM reins and running a few sessions of Apocalypse World (which I've been dying to do for some time). Hopefully I won't kill everyone first session.

later
Tom

It has been a most unusual week. When all is said and done, however, we are a good deal richer and I’m feeling much more confident about our chances of slipping into Nortrig and making the delivery as scheduled. What’s a warzone after a few pirate attacks?

( In which we fight pirates )

So with the crew rested and ready it’s on to Nortrig.

* * *

Just a marathon session of a game and it was definitely Sanna’s star turn. Since she was the resident combat monster it only stands to reason, but Wrench and I are almost useless in a fight and she had some astounding rolls to boot. It’s certainly upended the rest of the crew’s easy understanding of Sanna.

( way more funny stuff than this, too much stuff happening for notes )

later
Tom

I keep this journal so I don’t have to keep track of all my lies. Sadly I can’t consult it in most social settings. Luckily, our supper with the local Baron has gone ok and now I just have to figure out how to make it through breakfast.

( Fun and Games in High Society )

Anyway, Lady Selene made it back to her bedroom discreetly enough and I roused Wrench so I guess it’s off to breakfast now.

* * *

Comedy bits. We had quite a few of these. Mostly “Alternate Universe” cutscenes.

( no really, quite a few )

later
Tom

It's been a busy couple of days and I am about to venture forth into the ruins of an underground city that's probably full of monsters so...now's a good time to catch up on paperwork.

( How I wound up in an underground cavern )

I am not cheered by this news. I’m wondering if I should stuff wax in my ears. At any rate, we’re taking a break while we decide what to do next.

* * *

Comedy gold:

Headcount:
Sanna or I referring to the crew: The three of us--
Wrench: You mean the four of us!
Rocky: Chitter-chitter!

Monkey-See:
Sanna: The secret to being a pilot is keeping a level head. [makes a “level-head” sign]
Wrench and Rocky mimic the “level-head” sign

To him, that’s the safer arrangement:
Working out the sleeping arrangements with our expanded crew…
Me: So I guess Ian and Brendan will bunk together.
Wrench: No, Brendan and Brenda should bunk together.
Me: *stares*
Wrench: It’s ok, they’re not related.
Me: I keep forgetting, you’re royalty.

Wrench’s new catchphrase:
Anyone: What’s th--
Wrench: Nevermind!

Always keep the door closed:
Ian: Why is the cockpit always sealed?
Wrench: Security!

When we brought our young pilot aboard, Wrench had to race back ahead of us to vent the cockpit.

Rocky’s super-helpful:
Me: Oh we’ve got smoke detectors but they don’t work because Rocky keeps stealing the batteries!
Wrench: But they’re already hidden away in the detector, he doesn’t need to keep them on his person.
Me: Ah, but he’s discovered the joys of licking them.

How the next character point will be spent:
Wrench comes into the engine room to find Ian and Rocky working on a complex piece of machinery.
Wrench: Whatcha doing?
Ian: What? We're repairing the flywheel interlink. You knew that.
Wrench: I didn't know you were working on anything.
Ian: You've been helping me this whole time.
Wrench: I just got up.
Ian: This is crazy, you've been helping me for the past two hours. We talked about it in detail and...
*looks down at Rocky who's handing him the wrench he just asked for*
Rocky: Chitter-chitter
Ian: AHHHHHHH!!!!


later
Tom