Forward: Issue 3

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I played two sessions over this month. I had a blast!

My son Noah is 9 and is playing a Yazirian military specialist with a love for making things blow up. His character has very little background, but rolled on the tables I made in this issue: lazy posture and a cold, dead stare. He hams it up at the gaming table, slumping in his chair and glaring at people.

My son Hunter is 7. He plays a Dralasite named Vortimus. He says he has a family complete with small children (“Blobby” is his youngest). I explained to him that Dralasites don’t have mommies, and he shrugged and said he doesn’t have a wife but has a partner. Oh boy. (by the way – he said his partner is named Vortimisses...) He’s good with beam weapons but keeps getting interrupted by chronocom calls from his partner reminding him to pick up things on the way home.

My daughter Alexandria (age 11) made a Human character with computer and psycho-social skills. She’s a fashion designer who goes on adventures on alien worlds, then comes up with ideas on survivalist fashion. After our first session, she sat down and invented a multi-pouched survival vest. She asked if it could increase the amount of weight she could carry around by 5kg. I thought it was clever so I allowed it. She set her own price for the vest: 50Cr. I love it.

My wife (not tellin ya her age!) made a Human bounty hunter. She still hasn’t named her character after two sessions, so we joke around about her name. My sons keep calling her “bob” but she scowls. She saved the group from a big mistake by sneaking out and stealing a ground car. But then I got to thinking... if you don’t have a Technician skill... can you even drive? I’m not entirely sure it’s covered in the rules. I’ll have to investigate. In the meantime, I allow it and just assume she can drive. *shrug*

On their first mission, my sons were nearly eaten by Ambrikahns from Frontiersman #2. My daughter got annoyed every time she had to shoot her auto pistol (she prefers to talk her way out of everything). And my wife was nearly taken for “breeding stock” by some diseased muties looking for clean DNA to revitalize their family tree. Good thing the kids didn’t know what I was talking about with that last part!

Hope you all enjoy the material. I had fun accumulating it and putting it all together here. This issue is twice the size as issue #1. I doubt the growth will continue at that rate, but this is more where I hoped to be. Let’s keep this project growing!

Bill Logan