A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away from taste and decency

We're starting off the new year with some Fantasy Flight Star Wars roleplaying, because let's face it, who isn't in the mood for some Star Wars shenanigans these days? Or as the GM put it (cue theme tune):

It is a time of chaos. In the
months following Emperor
Palpatine's death, IMPERIAL
begun forging an IRON
BLOCKADE around the Anoat
sector, preventing its planets
from learning of the Emperor's

Desperation and rebellion
grow in the shadows of the
blockade. The people, turn
to local crime bosses for the
goods they need to survive.

Word has been sent to the
fledgling NEW REPUBLIC, who
even now assemble a strike
team to liberate the Sector....

(If the mental image of that doesn't give you goosebumps, then something's clearly wrong with you.)

Guess who the strike team are? That's right - us!
  • 3N-G1: an IG model droid and the ship's engineer/mechanic
  • Karl "Doc" Smythe-Williams: A Mon Calamari medic
  • Konvoru: A Twi'lek explorer/scout with a flower arranging obsession
  • Nole Gerran: A human mercenary with a gun obsession
  • Rhan Korne: A human soldier/commando
So from the scrolling text, we pan down ...

Courtesy of Monday 4 January 2016's Fantasy Flight Star Wars roleplaying session at Chimera.

Star Wars Roleplaying Game

“My character can be an unwitting hero on a planet somewhere.”
“Only if we go to the backwaters planet where I’m the hero.”

“It’s strange how Carmilla unsettles you all.”
“You talk like a breathy pervert when you play her!”

“It’s because you sit there and talk like you’re about to stick your woman-penis in someone’s head!”

“Don’t satirise yourself.”
“That’s a slippery slope.”

GM: “Someone punch him.”
Player: “Do I get extra dice for that?”

GM: “There are a couple of star destroyers and tie fighter patrols. How do you wish to proceed?”
Player 1: “Cautiously.”
GM: “I got that.”
Player 2: “VERY cautiously.”

“Don’t sigh! You’re the engineer! You purposefully chose to have the Computers skill!”

“Is the pilot drunk?”
“He’s a fucking idiot is what he is.”

Konvoru: “I’m a leaf on the wind!”
Player: “Don’t die. Please don’t die.”

“Who programmed this droid for racism?”


“It’s hard to get someone’s true voice from a death gurgle.”

Rhen: “Who wants his gun?”
Nole: “Me me me me me!”

Rhan: “You can have his armour.”
GM: “It’s not your size. You’re a bit short for a Stormtrooper.”

3N-G1: “Congratulations, well volunteered for the plan. Don’t die.”

To be continued!