Here is an abbreviated recap of our second Diaspora session back in November. You can see much more detailed recaps, character sheets, and all kinds of background information in this Drive folder.https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/0B_3X5--AaatUTDhNbmgtcWJTS3c?usp=sharing
In our first session we created the basic framework of the Koronis cluster. It is a place domineered by the Corfu, terrorized by the Kundu, malingered by the Blueporters, and infiltrated by the Mandarin. So in our second session started by finishing crafting characters. Due to the miserable freezing rain only Robert and Rachel made the game. I decided to also run a character just to even up the numbers as little as well as GMing. So here are the cast…
Works some, plays hard. -Quality is the last priority. -White washing the fence. -What the captain doesn’t know won’t hurt him. This is the Lebowski-esque engineer of the Deliberated Saucer. He grew up on Salonika, a hollowed dwarf planet that is the Rio de Janeiro of Corfu. As this was the GMs character, he lacked most of the depth the other two brought to the table. Kelaya Jolysa(Rachel) SHIP BROKER -Nationalistic Dreamer -It is all about the deal. -Natural dealer is country bumpkin. -No free meals. -Make a deal at any opportunity. Jolysa was born into the steampunk farming culture of Jolastria. For a couple centuries the agrarian and egalitarian society has been forced to pay “tithes” and recognize the ultimate sovereignty of the Corfu governments over their own. Even in her youth seeing the arguments and discussions of grown elders and other farmers set afire her desire for Jolastria to be “an equal” among the spacefaring powers. Through great competence in learning to negotiate with the Tithe Merchants she earned a spot under the tutelage of a Jolastrian broker serving aboard a ship. While traversing the cluster Jolysa has slowly developed a network of those not satisfied with the current power dynamics of the dominant Corfu cultures over the others. It was some of these instincts that led her to help Davik stow aboard the Deliberated Saucer. To this day she still sees everyone as a potential part of her “Movement”. Davik(Rob) COMPUTER SPECIALIST -My body is not to spec.
“No, is just a word”
Friends where you least expect to find them. -A wicked judge of talent Mandarin is a society that judges your potential even before birth. All of it is stored in the Mandarin Genetic Registry; a institution that will weigh heavily on if you get to be a cook or councilmember. Davik always wanted to be a space marine, but was just not considered the ‘right stuff’. His solution was to alter electronic records so he would be considered the ‘right stuff’. Eventually this caught up with him, but proved his abilities as an intuitive hacker. However old habits die hard and one day he permanently earned the ire of the Mandarin by stealing a fragment of the MGR. Luckily Jolysa helped smuggle him out of Mandarin space where he attempts to build up his own network of allies. …………………………………………………………………………………………. We start with our ship, the Deliberated Saucer, rocketing towards Node Station Zeto. We had been on what is known as a Titheing run, collecting foodstuffs from Jolastria meant to satisfy tributes. The value of the products inside were not great, but in terms of political favors these runs were valuable. In fact the grain would not even be consumed in Corfu but ultimately end back in the Jalastria system as Tithe Rations sold to the Hubs at high, fixed prices. Still Jolysa would not let the criminality of this whole system get her down as she had managed to deal along some extra grain for gaining favors elsewhere. At the Customs Stations Jolysa set herself in the customs office for a long period of bureaucratic form filling. The only other part of the station really open to visitors was an entertainment hub filled with mess halls, a zero-g soccer field, and a small arboretum. Christomos of course entered the pick up game at hand while Davik did some net scanning to see if any of his network was in the area. He did find out a certain friend would be arriving on a ship at the customs station in a couple days. Likely the Saucer would still be waiting to clear inspections by that point. Often stays at Corfu Customs stations could last days or even a couple weeks. By this point Chtistomos joined Davik in a large mess hall slanted to give a good view of both the field and all the ships docked. At a nearby table a couple of ship engineers from another vessel were commenting about the unusual presence of cargo containers in the mess hall. Pretty soon afterward a group of over a dozen people just kind of appeared and milled around near the entrance to the main Marine barracks on the station. Feeling suspicious Davik and Christomos wandered over near the containers. Like any good hacker, Davik had all kinds of integrated equipment meant to read RF tags, comm traffic, and detect sensors. The RF readers were built into his gloves, which he subtly used to try and read the tags on the containers. While the 15 digit designations meant little, the fact they still were reporting to be in the inspection bay was unusual. The obvious sign of foul doings was a virus blocking the function of the crate talking to the station computer systems. Everyone’s suspicions were confirmed when an explosion near the barracks door blew Christomos and Davik off their feet. Almost immediately they heard loud stomping noises from the containers before explosive bolts threw the doors of the crates towards the marine barracks. As station soldiers emerged with their concussion rifles, two large suits of power armor shot out of the crates and into the soldiers. The men who had just been loitering pulled out harpoon guns and beamers and painted the room a rainbow color of sparks and light. Alarms started everywhere as blast doors sealed. In the customs office the official was already hiding near their console when Jolysa decided she would be safer in the Bridge. She very assertively demanded she needed protection as a member of a ship bring Tithe, a proper Broker, and just a nice person. Surprisingly this worked and they let her in the door. However the safety did not last long as someone already inside the bridge opened the door and beam rifles started firing. Another hulk in power armor rushed into the room and a total melee of short range energy weapon fire and power fists began. Seeing armageddon let loose in the mess hall, Christomos and Davik decided to move to another area and try to make sense of things. Davik’s attempt to bypass the comm grid to talk to Jolysa was successful to the degree that they could talk to each other. However he inadvertently also tied the audio into the PA system of the station. After that mistake they move to another terminal in the area and force a the blast doors to the mess hall closed. Upon being trapped, one of the Bruisers in power armor come and rip open a suit sized hole in the door. At this point all the emergency doors that had shut start to open. Davik realizes they are in no position of strength and starts to run down the station hallway towards the Engineering bay. However the sounds and sights of another party of pirates attacking Engineering causes him to seek cover. Christomos also runs down the hall and manages to locate a maintenance computer jack that may be useful for Davik to hack. Back on the bridge Jolysa attempts to use her booming presentation voice to start negotiating with the leader of the attack on the bridge. She wants to understand why they are attacking, what are the goals of their forces. Also she wishes she had been keeping up more on current political events in Corfu. Her arguments to enter negotiation that invoked such revolutionary figures as Josephina Lysistrata were successful. The Bruiser stopped attacking and took off his helmet. Of course this entire conversation was heard over the station’s PA system, leading to a general morale drop among the pirates. Davik started hacking again to discover the station’s collision detection systems were being deactivated while one of the docked ships was being powered up to ram into the station. He kept turning the systems back on only to have the other hacker deactivate them again. However he identified exactly where the pirate hacker was operating and told Davik. Using some of his athletic training Christomos ran, dodged, slid, and picked up a Concussion Rifle near the hacker. In all that excitement he dialed the distance incorrectly on the rifle and looked like an idiot after greeting the hacker with a smug one-liner. We ended up narrating the rest of the encounter due to time. All the pirates withdraw to the eight ships they were stealing. We are not yet sure what happened to the pirate that surrendered with Jolysa. Also now a few Navy ships with investigators are coming to the station and frankly, our players did break quite a few space laws during this whole affair. That is what will be resolved in the next session. On a pleasant note, we did learn a lot about why the pirates attacked. They had a plan to steal specific ships to take to a Gas Giant called Therma. Also there was some allusion to “the future of the cluster”. Apparently some of the brains behind the operation were Dr. Donellson and Dr. Wundergaard. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The first thing I am doing in review is creating a campaign aspect based on what occurs in each session. This session I think is clearly “Josephina Lysistrata”. There are many themes relating to her history that emerged in this session and may be emerging in future sessions. To learn more read the historical background about her.
Also session three is slated for January 14th in the Twin Cities, so stay tooned for an additional announcement. Finally I would love questions from everyone to help flesh out parts of this cluster that need detail.