Let me qualify this by saying, what your PC did during a game to get into or out of a situation. So stories of what you friends did w/ other friends in RL do NOT count.

Ok Me 1st Me 1st...In this last session playing JoY, the opening scene where we had to distract the people following our contact, so as a distraction my PC rolled a Deception Chk, to pretend he was part of the Corellian Reformation Universe Deities. For people need to be SAVED!! CAN YOU FEEL THE SPIRIT FLOWING INSIDE OF YOU!!! CAN YOU FEEL IT??!!!

As an added bonus, another of our group piggy backed on it and got down on her knees and made her roll to shout SHE WAS SAVED!! It was Hilarious! Our GM almost didn't know what to do from all the laughter in the room and the looks his NPCs were giving.

Later in that same game while our PCs had to gather info, my PC posed as a "Gay Decorator" in order to get plans to the museum. It worked so well, that my PC will use this persona to get more info on other things in the future. I could do no wrong in my rolls, and mind you I have 0 ranks in Skullduggery (Even though I am a smuggler) but a 3 in Cunning.

So that was a fun session and we are playing the next part of JoY tomorrow.

HAPPY STAR WARS DAY THIS WEEKEND EVERYONE...MAY THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU!!!

I look fwd to reading your replies.

The team I co-gm'd for wanted to start a business with some of the modifications they made to their ship. They had a YT-1300 and made a copy of a Krayt Dragon skull out of durasteel and mounted it between the mandibles. They then jokingly added "bantha balls" the back of the ship. When they landed on Corellia, a bunch of people at the spaceport lost their minds about their skull and wanted to know where they got it. They just straight up said they run the company that makes it. They then setup different sizes to fit different vehicles. There's now a bunch of swoop bikers with krayt skulls and bantha balls on their swoops terrorizing the streets of Corellia, all provided by Krayt your Crate.

I have a reoccurring theme with my current GM.

I make a comment about being hungry and finding something to eat, or checking bodies for equipment (or a snack) or having trouble trusting someone's cooking and he goes and makes me roll resilience. And it's always Daunting. >.>

Ghostofman is a ****. jk lol

The party was fighting a huge beast and one of the members went down. The party leader runs over to the gand and throws him over his shoulder and starts running to the ship, which is hovering just a few feet away from a cliff. The leader makes the jump towards the ship but fails his athletics check and they both start a free-fall to their doom...

Fortunately, he pulls out a glop grenade, scores a triumph and sticks them both to the cliff within a few feet of the ground.

Trandoshan PC grabs Jawa.

Trandoshan PC says: I pull off the Jawa's hood! What do I see!?

GM: HOW SHOULD I KNOW!?

The next mission: A deadly heist aboard an Imperial Star Destroyer. The objective? Infiltrate the Imperial Captain's art gallery aboard the ship steal the sacred idol and return it to the Rakatan tribe. Standing in our way? Legions of stormtroopers, a Tie Fighter Squadron, and the finest Imperial Security on board.

Solution?

Sexy Female PC: I want to go on a date with the Imperial Captain.

So she goes on a date with him, they marry, six months later she files for a divorce, acquires the sacred idol during the divorce settlement, and hands it to the Rakatan Tribe. Imperial Star Destroyer done got pwned.

The team I co-gm'd for wanted to start a business with some of the modifications they made to their ship. They had a YT-1300 and made a copy of a Krayt Dragon skull out of durasteel and mounted it between the mandibles.

Friend of mine was going to put a Krayt tooth on a spring on the top of his YT-1300, like the dentist's coach in Jango Unchained...

So, we were playing the Bandon Dobah adventure from the back of the CRB, I had randomly rolled Greedy for my Motivation from character creation, so when another PC who also happened to roll Greedy for his motivation approached me(My PC is a Mechanic) about appraising the leftover parts of J9-B8 for scrap, I rolled a triumph on my mechanics check and was able to swindle my fellow PC out of the parts by saying that they were worthless and that I'd take them off his hands for proper disposal for free.

Our first time playing the Beginner game, I was the GM and three of my buddies were running one of the pre-built characters a piece.

Knowing that the Gamoreans were hot on their trail, their idea was to just blend in like nothing was the matter. So they decided to force the Bar-Tender to keep business as usual and to say nothing when the Gamoreans arrive. Their Coerce fails, however, and so they end up having to incapacitate him.

Then they decided to stick with their original plan, and get someone else to pretend they were the bar-tender. So the Smuggler of the group pulls out his pistol, fires a few bolts into the ceiling and yells out, "ALRIGHT! Who's gonna pretend to be the Bar-Tender!?" He failed the Coerce and even racked up a couple of Threat. He also forgot that he was on Tatooine...

The entire cantina stopped - the music, dancers, the patrons, everything. They stared him down for a good 2 seconds before every person in the room pulled out some kind of a blaster pistol or rifle and pointed it at him. They all 3 jumped over the bar counter as the entire room blew up in a heated battle just as the Gamoreans came running in. They were able to slip out a back door during the commotion with the Gamoreans being none-the-wiser

I GM the group at my local game store.

I have a couple of awesome anecdotes to share. Be warned the latter is not really PG.

1) We were playing the Beginner game adventure and we had literally just started, the players were attempting to find somewhere to hide before the Gamorreans arrived.

Jeff plays Liakorall, a female wookiee who was sent off world during the invasion of Kashyyk. After years of being a xenopornography star she eventually became a bodyguard and eventually ended up as an Enforcer for Teemo the Hutt. (This backstory is important for the later anecdote). He says:

"Can I climb up into the supports?" I say yes and he makes his check but he fails but with advantage galore. So he turns to me and says "Can I land on the Gamorreans when they arrive?" I think its such a brilliant idea that the Gamorreans arrive, spot Mal, the pilot and barely have time to point before they find a wookiee landing atop them.

2) The party were investigating Duke Piddock (from the Long Arm of the Hutt adventure), the party was going well. Mal the Smuggler had got the info from Orpa and Wex Vio and decided to sit down and play Sabbacc with them. He rolled well at first, however then he lost everything when he rolled a despair. They decided to do a 'double or nothing' roll on a chance cube and he triumphed, meaning he won 5000 credits in total.

Mal then proceeded to go to the bar and order several drinks of Corellian Wiskey (what else?) and moseyed on over to Maru Jakkar, making a charm check as he went which he proceeded to fail on. So intending to say "Hey there, what's a beautiful woman like you doing in a place like this?" he instead said "heeeeeey...youoou are really pretty....and your breasts are amazing...". Maru smiled....and then smacked him on the cheek.

Liakorall came in to do some damage control, rushing Mal away and apologising for him. However Liakorall had also been drinking and proceeds to pull out the xenopornography mags she carries with her asking "Have you seen my spread?"

This means that the party's face, Batto a Toydarian merchant had to come in and do the full damage control with a charm check, which he succeeded. So thankfully they managed to avoid angering a key member of Black Sun...

My PC group killed Trex good. Theyre super paranoid about recurring villains, so they stabbed him up good in the neck. But that wasnt enough. Immediately after the TIE battle, while still in Tatooine's upper atmosphere, they dumped Trex's already six ways dead body out the ventral hatch into the desert a jillion feet below.

Trandoshan PC grabs Jawa.

Trandoshan PC says: I pull off the Jawa's hood! What do I see!?

GM: HOW SHOULD I KNOW!?

The correct answer is, "Make a Sanity Check".

I GM the group at my local game store.

I have a couple of awesome anecdotes to share. Be warned the latter is not really PG.

1) We were playing the Beginner game adventure and we had literally just started, the players were attempting to find somewhere to hide before the Gamorreans arrived.

Jeff plays Liakorall, a female wookiee who was sent off world during the invasion of Kashyyk. After years of being a xenopornography star she eventually became a bodyguard and eventually ended up as an Enforcer for Teemo the Hutt. (This backstory is important for the later anecdote). He says:

"Can I climb up into the supports?" I say yes and he makes his check but he fails but with advantage galore. So he turns to me and says "Can I land on the Gamorreans when they arrive?" I think its such a brilliant idea that the Gamorreans arrive, spot Mal, the pilot and barely have time to point before they find a wookiee landing atop them.

Very Nice

That reminds me of a time in a KOTOR era Saga campaign where we were air dropping into a Sith Outpost to rescue an NPC and our Hutt PC wiped out an a Sith Infantry Squad by landing on them.

The next mission: A deadly heist aboard an Imperial Star Destroyer. The objective? Infiltrate the Imperial Captain's art gallery aboard the ship steal the sacred idol and return it to the Rakatan tribe. Standing in our way? Legions of stormtroopers, a Tie Fighter Squadron, and the finest Imperial Security on board.

Solution?

Sexy Female PC: I want to go on a date with the Imperial Captain.

So she goes on a date with him, they marry, six months later she files for a divorce, acquires the sacred idol during the divorce settlement, and hands it to the Rakatan Tribe. Imperial Star Destroyer done got pwned.

That's horrifying. I mean I feel it ought to be morally better than the PCs infiltrating the ship, probably killing guards (who are just doing their job) and the usual death and destruction. And yet somehow it seems so much worse.

I hope the adventure closed with the GM describing the Imperial Captain standing alone on the observation deck staring out into the lonely, lonely depths of Space.

Okay, not quite the topic at hand, but sorta relevant (and a quickie). I'm playing JedI Knight - Jedi Outcast, facing down one of the Reborn on cloud city. He says "You fear me?" takes a step backwards and plunges off the platform, screaming to his death - and I instantly thing "ooooh, someone just got a despair!"

Curse this game for spoiling Star Wars for me forever.

Droid pc in beginner game tosses a stun grenade into the cupboard where she herself is hiding (miss and three threat)...

The next round she exits the cupboard, still dazed from the grenade, jumping over the bar yelling "I got your back, Pash!" She trips and falls head first over the bar and onto the cantina floor she adds "in another minute, Pash."

Our politico finally got cpt. Harsol to join the party in leaving Cholganna untill the Empire arrives. He talks Harsol down but this time he succeeds And a despair comes up... I say "you talked him down and he isn't going to shoot you. However....." The player looks at me in shock and says "oh no, he is going to shoot himself isn't he? And who was I to get in the way of such amazing storytelling from my PC?

The next mission: A deadly heist aboard an Imperial Star Destroyer. The objective? Infiltrate the Imperial Captain's art gallery aboard the ship steal the sacred idol and return it to the Rakatan tribe. Standing in our way? Legions of stormtroopers, a Tie Fighter Squadron, and the finest Imperial Security on board.

Solution?

Sexy Female PC: I want to go on a date with the Imperial Captain.

So she goes on a date with him, they marry, six months later she files for a divorce, acquires the sacred idol during the divorce settlement, and hands it to the Rakatan Tribe. Imperial Star Destroyer done got pwned.

Epic.

In an 80s prime time TV soap opera kind of way.

A recent occurrence on a skystation in the skies of Hypori:

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Their work completed, Tray and VEX looked for a hawker stall (with a successful Streetwise roll) and was attracted by the smoke and fumes coming from a subhallway. (Fluff snipped for brevity)

They stopped at a large bubbling pot with a red stew within... as well as small, decapitated, furry primate heads.

VEX ordered a bowl of soup and attempted to eat it - without irony - which was difficult because he had no mouth to eat with. Tray, new to the group, did not object to it and also ordered a bowl for himself.

(Cut to other PCs elsewhere.)

As they were enjoying the soup, so to speak, Tray noticed a Snivvian in a blue jumpsuit pointing his blaster pistol at VEX's back talking into a comlink excitedly. Tray flung his bowl of soup at the Snivvian but missed. Before the Snivvian could react, VEX had spun and dropped the guy with a stun bolt.

The soup vendor yelled, "HEY! Treat my soup with more respect here!"

As VEX dealt with the unconscious gunman, Tray pulled a fast one on the vendor, saying, "But this is how we Trandoshans greet old friends! We throw bowls of soup at them!" (A successful Deception skill roll ensues.) As Tray hurried to help VEX drag the Snivvian away, another Trandoshan - a burlier one than Tray - came up to order a bowl of soup. The vendor smiled at the newcomer and threw a bowl of soup at him.

Sounds of fisticuffs grew weaker as they left the hawker stalls. VEX said to Tray with a glint in his droid eyes, "Don't look back, Tray."

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Adapted from my play report here.

Cybernetics Doctor: Your new arm's installed. It should take you a day or so for you to acclimate to the controls.

Human PC: Thanks Doc.

Player: I give the doctor a thumbs up and walk away.

GM: Make an agility check with a setback because you're not used to the controls.

One failure. One setback. The GM and the player are puzzled as they decide what to do with the setback.

The player flips the GM off.

PCs are riding down a zip line, female human assassin in front and a trandoshan survivalist ziplining behind her with his blaster rifle ready. Wookies start climbing down the nearby trees. The female spots the wookies and screams "help, he's coming after me" in reference to the trandoshan. The wookies attack and subdue the trandoshan and "rescue" the female PC.

My players need to win an object from a closed auction, and they already blew half their budget. They manage to work up a list of the bidders that are attending, and decide to procedurally eliminate them from the running. Their handler explains that killing any of the bidders will result in the auction being cancelled due to foul play.

They get one bidder drunk, turn another in for his bounty, and convince the third to split the object with them.

The fourth, and wealthiest, refuses to budge. Highly paranoid, he sleeps only on his ship, which is docked with the space station the auction is to take place near (On a remote luxury ship, destination to be determined at the time of the auction).

Our mechanic decides he'd like to disable the last bidder's ship, and prevent him from attending. He sends SIX, his malware ridden Security Droid, to access the ship's computer's system. He successfully gains access to the ship's computer, and has to decide how to disable it. He decides that the best way to disable it is to turn off the ship's communication suite, and then permanently lock the doors.

His face when the ship simply undocked and flew away at the time of the auction, and the pilot never knew anything was wrong.

A side mission we needed to do was to deliver a box, about the size of a loaf of bread, to the head of security on a space station.

The group splits. In the group to deliver the box was our Mechanic, Pilot and a Bounty Hunter. The Bounty Hunter was going to ask some questions of the head of security in regards to a Bounty that he believed was on the space station.

Our Pilot, who happens to race speeders and swoop bikes in his spare time strikes up a conversation with one of the security guards as we walk with the head of security to his office. Triumph! The security guard recognizes him and asks for his autograph and all that fun stuff.

Our Mechanic small talks with the head of security about things he may be able to do to help upgrade his security systems and other mechanical issues. Despair! HSG is offended and not liking the mechanic much.

Our Bounty Hunter, without introducing himself as a Bounty Hunter, starts asking questions about a mark and security procedures. Despair! HSG and the other security officers draw their weapons and start asking abut what is in the box. Our Mechanic is all, "I don't know. I never asked Papi (the guy who asked us to drop off the box) what was in it." HSG is going on about how he doesn't know any Papi.

The security guards all start calling the box a bomb. Our Mechanic is all freaked out. They tell him to open the box. He does everything he can to ensure that he has a successful roll. Success!

The box opens with a hissssss and everybody drops to the floor. The mechanic opens the lid farther and pulls out a cigar.

"Oh man, I totally forgot about those. I order those like three months ago! Wow, really sorry guys about the guns in your face and all."

Over the head security guards comlink they here a non-discriped female voice say, "Sir, shots fired in Gren's Cantina." The HSG looks at the mechanic.

The mechanic hops on his comlink and asks Gand, "We hear that there is something going on in the cantina." Gand replies, "Yup, that's us."

Just a quick one.

My son kept stunning stormtroopers, carefully removing the armor, then killing them because the resale value is higher on laminate armor without blood stains. In older systems he would have hundreds of dark side points by now.

Wookiee PC is trying to break open the security durasteel door that's covering an elevator.

Wookiee rolls 1 success, 1 despair.

GM: You shoulder check the durasteel door and keep going. You fall down the elevator shaft and take 10 strain. You're unconscious.