After reading through the nightmare thread (And trying to suppress memories of my own bad moments) I figured we could use something to counterbalance the horror being generated by that thread. After all this hobby is supposed to be a source of entertainment and friendship, and it's kind of discouraging if the newbies come in and see a thread about all the terrible things people remember from partaking in it.

I'll start with a one-shot I ran in Saga a couple years back. This took place on Denon during the Clone Wars and featured the player characters attempting to stay alive during the CIS invasion of the planet while also trying to escape. They all met up with each other halfway through the session and eventually formed a plan to slice into the Separatist controller that was directing landing craft from the fleet to the local starport so that they could use the ships to cover their own escape. The climactic encounter of the session saw a Clone Scout, a Wookiee Soldier, and a Jedi Padawan fight their way to the top of the occupied control tower while the Noble and Scoundrel snuck aboard one of the transports they intended to use as their escape vehicle. The clone was badly wounded in the final fight by one of the Magnaguards defending the control room and a grenade had damaged the controller, so he volunteered to stay behind and reprogram it to let the others escape. The Wookiee and Jedi fled the tower by riding an amped-up repulsorchair out the window, since the turbolift was on its way up with reinforcements. By the time the lift got to the top they were aboard their ship and blasting off amidst the swarm of sacrificial droid transports, and the doors opened to reveal two droidekas and a commando droid.

Me: "The droids step forward, covering you with their blasters. The commando droid orders you to throw down your weapons if you want to live."

Clone: "I take my helmet off, toss away my blaster...and pull the last grenade from my belt."

I didn't even make him roll.

What a clever move! Thumbs up to gaming being about entertainment and friendship. The group I roll with is experiencing some tension right now, so it is nice to have a thread where we can reminisce about the good times. My story is bittersweet. It's a good story, but it also marks the confiscation of my very first character, Rem the Zeltron.

This makes me think of the one time I have ever used grenades in role playing. It was in Star Wars d20 last year, after another player dumped his Omwati character after a failed attempt to assassinate the rest of the party. My Zeltron was particularly fond of the Omwati, because I failed a sense motive roll against his denial about his ill intentions. Since the player dumped the character, it had to be removed from the party. A player had his Tiss'Shar take care of the assassination of the Omwati. My character decided to exact revenge against the Tiss'Shar and followed it to a well and watched it climb down a rope. She cut the rope and dropped three grenades down the well. The well was in fact not a well, but a portal to a buried ship. The grenades landed in the armory, causing all kinds of ammunition to explode. The ground imploded, the Northern Palace of Lorta came crashing down, and the hole started to fill with water from the ocean. The Tiss'shar should have died in the sinking ship, but the GM intervened. Instead, the Tiss'Shar escaped and my character was captured by a changeling, then shot in the head. It was later revealed that she was not actually shot in the head, but someone else with a cloaking device disguised as my Zeltron was shot. My new character found that my old character was frozen in carbonite and being used as a table.

From the third (or fourth) session after starting playing EotE last year: The group's doctor charms and deceives her way into a secret storage house for some of Naoko's more shady businesses... they were on a mission for Sinasu to steal a shipment of thingymajigs (I can't recall). So Doc, a.k.a Merglyn'di a.k.a Ghia (and a series of other pseudonyms) persuades the Weequay guards to let her in while they wait for confimation from Naoko (it's in the middle of his nap time and there's an "issue" with their com-devices), simultaneously the assassin has managed to have the rest of the guards chase her down an alleyway (where she offs them quickly, quietly and efficiently). Now it's Doc and two guards. She does well talking to them, rolling good on her charms and deceits (when called for), good improv too. She then decides her luck is running out (at least time is, these guys will start to suspect stuff when they realise their coms are being jammed). Timing it to when one of the guards yet again try to contact one Naoko's assistants, Doc succeeds rather well on a stealth and skulduggery check and injects the other guard with a knock-out poison-stuff, and then screams "Heart attack!" and opens her medkit to "save" the "patient". The other guards cuts his com off and runs over to check, at which point she inject him too with dose of knock-out poison-stuff. After that, it was only a question of threatening with grenades and humiliation to let the workers downstairs give up the cargo.

Maybe not the funniest or most memorable of stories I've had while playing many years of Star Wars RPGs, but this is the most recent one that springs to mind.

The pilot (a friend) and the female Twi'lek hired gun (played by my wife) are trying to steal a heavy speeder truck. They arrive at a diner and the pilot finds an unlocked speeder truck and tells the Twi'lek to get in. His big plan is that she should wait for the driver to arrive back, seduce him and take his keys. She hops into the speeder and waits.

The driver comes back to his speeder carrying some version of a Star Wars pizza to find a pretty female Twi'lek sitting in his passenger seat. She forgoes the whole stereotypical seduction thing and just points her gun at the driver. Well obviously he's terrified and starts backing away into the pilot who's crept up behind him and the pilots player is complaining bitterly about his brilliant seduction plan not being followed. Pilot asks for his keys, he hands them over. Completely off the cuff, the Twi'lek tells him to leave his pizza too. They drive away with the Twi'lek eating the pizza and the driver left with nothing.

The hilarious cruelty.

So our first session of EotE, I've got everyon on Tatooine looking to get them together. I pull some Obligation, delve into the background of one of the PC's and have a great set up. The droid PC has basically taken over ownership of a salvage shop (he killed the proprieter Whurt several months ago, flawed programming). A COMPNOR agent comes calling with a dozen security agents, looking for him. The Pilot of the group is getting his ship repaired at the attached docking bay.

So the agent basically busts in, demanding to see Whurt. The droid is obviously concerned, but playing the protocol thing to the hilt. The BG and Asn mosey in and the BG (kind of a cross between Rooster Codburn and Forest Gump) starts in on a tale. He sweares up and down he was a ridin' through the sands and sees Whurt dealing with some Tuskens out near the border of the Dune Sea. Then a from nowhere one of them there "carnivorus banthas" rears up and starts whuping and a whomin' laying low everything it can see. Poor Whurt got et.

While the table is laughing, I'm kind of appalled. so I call for his deception check ( which turned out to be GG ) So then, the Bothan Asn jumps in and plays like he's the "patients" caretaker, but that the part about the Bantha is true. The Asn is rolling YYG less one black die (S). So he spends a destiny against a difficulty of PPRS (accounting for the one removed). I gave him 2 Boost die for the "blather".

End result: 3 freaking successes and a triumph.

So the agents go off into the sunset to chase a carnivorus Bantha. And a little part of me dies.