It was fast, brutal and fun!
Max presented us a premise of his own and asked us a bunch of questions to define more his premise and to setup the game.
Our characters were from a tribe of survivors who lived near the acid ocean. The water of the bay near our village is full of pink micro organisms that neutralize it acidity but also dye everything in pink. We call the sea "Betty". Our tribe make a local sacred elixir made of Coca Cola and LSD that we give as a offering to the Nasty Tribe. Oh and we craft nearly everything with giant crabs shells.
"Giant crabs shells are the basis of our civilization," -Sonny
Jellyfish (my character) pass her time on the beach with her little brother, fishing and scavenging ship wrecks. She worship more Betty than the sacred brew. Her feet and hands are dyed pink due to the micro organisms.
The other meat bags were:
- Sonny: a sacred brewer apprentice who dont believe anymore in the magical virtues of the sacred brew (because he know it mundane origins).
- Cleet: our tribe champion who once defeated a long horse with a grenade!
- Pinky: a laborer covered in Tattoos of crude tidal charts. He strongly believe in the Sacred Brew cult.
We explored the shipwreck like in a dungeon crawl, there was a lot of weird stuff inside. Two characters mutated when they explored a strange escape pod.
Jellyfish decapitated a cyborg with a uppercut and finished a rude psionic squid with a punch through it eye. Constant optimism is the best trait.
She escaped alive with her little brother and a shitload of coca syrup and drugs. We lost one character during the expedition to a gatling laser gun (Pinky) but the character was quickly replaced.
Death is the New Pink
Meatbag name: Jellyfish
Badassery (BAD): 13
Dodging Some Shit (DSS): 8
Moxy (MOXY): 14
Gold bits: 132
Gear: flashlight, camping equipment, matches, a flare, and rations.
Finely made sword (katana) d8, flashlight boy (Puffy), constant optimist, fists of fury d6
Puffy (Flashlight Boy) (Jellyfish's little brother)
BAD 3, HP 3, flashlight, knife, Puffer fish hat. Cries at the first sign of a freaky creature; may wet pants. Whines about going home to mommy.