Space..TOO!! - J8ers Gonna J8 Forum

Yan Osh-Ram Mog-Osh'Min

TheDeaconOfReason — Thu, 26 Jun 2025 16:37:06 +0000

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1Jtx81EFex2STu3g9KIrcvs7Vn3XXO-HModdrnjIEHno/edit?usp=sharing

Red skin, 15 ft tall, 4 eyes, 4 arms and 2 legs. A professional athlete of immense strength and agility, but dumb as a rock. It may have been the continued blows to the skull, but his teammates are beginning to suspect he has been illiterate for years, though he would never admit it. Adorned in the finest gladiator suit complete with his team's log (Two enormous hands crushing a skull between their palms) and team colors: priamrily green with orange and purple embellishments. He is the star player in the Khoros Galaxy Orb Throwers League, but many people are growing tired of his antics. He boarded the generation ship believing he had been traded to another Galaxy league, but the seeds of doubt are beginning to germinate as details doesn't quite add up. He's been brute-forcing his way through life so far. Will it finally catch up to him? He has made countless sums of money that resides in bank accounts somewhere if his brother/agent hasn't pilfered it all already. When he carries credits, he isn't afraid to spread it around to ensure everyone is having fun.

Attributes
Divinity	1	Intuition	2	Guile	2	Knowledge	1
Strength	5	Perception	2	Agility	4	Constitution	3

Statistics
	Base	Current		Base	Current			DR
Initiative	4		Sanity	12		Focus	2
			Avoid	14		Vitality	8

Skills	Ranks	XP	Description
light arms	1	1
Multi arm	1	1
Throwing	4	10	1 object up to very heavy
Multi throw	1	1	4 light objects	3 moderate	2 heavy
Spot	4	10
Steel nerves	1	1
Intimidation	4	10
heavy arms	1	1
heavy armor	1	1
sprinting	3	6
jumping	3	6
balance	2	3
Illiterate	1	-1	can recogize own name and small numbers

The Gladiator Space Suit	70 SDC	supplied by his team. subject to repossion?
0G support strap of the highest quality		700
crystal topped, gem-studded, "walking" stick		20000
Portable Language Translator	1	960

Credits Leftover

68340

Vesh Ohm Isdol

TheDeaconOfReason — Sat, 31 May 2025 22:12:47 +0000

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1579mvkmxhh94GqwQoq-jfcKEYyVeQXDz1VjeKUEM9wU/edit?usp=sharing

Storytime in Space

Samadhi — Sat, 31 May 2025 04:24:16 +0000

Davcina

Davcina loved delivery day. There were reasons for her to live out in the middle of nowhere. The unique properties of the sand and rock on Yesod, the third moon of Anahata, were unparalleled for a sculptor. When heated the right way with the right equipment, it would stay moldable for nearly a day and a half, but still ultimately harden like clay. Beyond that however, Yesod was a barren wasteland only suitable to the most xenophobic hicks. Delivery day was the only day that she could really get a chance to mess with new and interesting folks.

She first scoped them from hiding, behind the veil of a lazy nomad. All in space suits: the tallest and thickest had a large single-horn on his nose, the woman had large wings and a bigger war club, while the last was her size with an old model laser rifle. She didn't have the opportunity to observe too much before bandits arrived. Boring old raiders could have seen that ship landing from miles away. At least it gave Davcina a chance to get into a better hiding place.

Davcina briefly considered staying close to her plasma mine, but the newbies seemed smart enough to find that door safely. Instead she went downstairs and hid among her sculptures. It didn't take long for the delivery folk to handle the bandits and come to her new cave. Well apparently they stumbled onto the plasma mine after all.... No, there's lights coming down the incline, maybe they blew it up just for the fun of it? Davcina could respect that.

She watched their lights from a distance as they began inspecting her art. Observant enough not to be tricked by their realism, yet not clever enough to inspect them without damaging them. She sighed aloud. Why did folks always want to break her kobold statue?

Eventually they doubled back and Davcina decided to let them find her. If they had damaged anymore of her work, she was going to need the supplies from Oclicno's delivery to fix it all anyway. Sometimes the bother wasn't worth the entertainment. These ones weren't too bad though. The two larger ones had more sass than she had expected, and the quiet one even bought one of her sculptures! Davcina decided she would enjoy messing with them again, but such a long day really did have her tired. She worked in a few mind games to keep them busy, but promptly fell asleep after they left.

Davcina.PNG

Samuel Fillip, Good Egg

Robbie — Fri, 30 May 2025 15:43:25 +0000

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1I234a5ADSbvcB8JRJp_4CoU8l5oZejdkRn5pFgcJiJc/edit?usp=drivesdk

My character

Open PC: Crumble Broncho

Robbie — Tue, 20 May 2025 20:27:32 +0000

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1J8gSaeAILmWrikEiTAGMu3ddDGSqpXlyS7wIBPPcXWA/edit?usp=drivesdk

Once someone claims him, I'll send an editable link!

Chay-ara Khufu

Robbie — Tue, 20 May 2025 20:22:44 +0000

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1O4mvjon7-FApLs0vg7Bj-Z7_gRiVRVidpk2trVoIsso/edit?usp=drivesdk

Once someone takes her, I'll send the editor link :)

Job Board

Samadhi — Mon, 07 Apr 2025 18:48:34 +0000

Job Board

F10) sign up to defend law and order!! sign up to guarantee free trade for all! HHH is always recruiting
F11) want people who can know something from something
H6) acquire a stolen artifact; 100000 credit finder fee
F7) deliver a package
G11) find my cousin the perfect wife
H11) protection gig
F9) package delivery
I6) explore uncharted moons
F8) species survey no hazard pay
J11) acquisitions
G6) asteroid investigation
RR) First, we need to learn/investigate/gatherinfo for more info about this unknown port/system/region.
RN) Not interested, I'm just going to cruise the local station for a bit. Maybe shop.

Session Scheduling

Samadhi — Mon, 07 Apr 2025 18:47:47 +0000

Welcome to Space..TOO!! An experimental campaign in dynamic user interface, flexible scheduling, and longform world building.

Once upon a time I read a tale of a DM that ran two separate groups in the same world for a year, and then their end battle was against each other. I have no plans to deliberately manage two groups so that they end up at conflicting goals. But beyond that, the idea intrigued me. Multiple players in the same world hearing rumors of each others' exploits. Rotating mercenaries working with whomever is available to help with the mission at hand. A hugely complex metaplot built one string at a time by the threads of each player. The exact details of what this might look like will depend on player interest and time constraints, but here's a bit of what I expect:
1) A collection of random adventures that play more like one-shots than a campaign, at least at first. The major exception being, as long as you want to keep playing the same character, and they survive, you can.
2) A largely hidden metaplot that will be nearly impossible to distinguish from rumor.
3) An open forum for character interactions during long gaps between play sessions, aided in game by the technology to do so realistically.

So how does this look IRL?
All Scheduling will be decided IN THIS THREAD. If interest is high I'm looking at a lot of people to organize: 6 in Wed group, 8 known PUGs, plus however many bar randos I've talked to in a given week. We aren't juggling communication methods to suit the individual players. Final scheduling will only be submitted through this thread. Beyond that it should be pretty straight forward.

In the below posts I have both an Open Calendar for dates as well as a Job Board for in game missions available. The Job Board will become more obsolete as the game progresses, but especially early on most of your characters won't know enough about the solar system to have their own access. Job Board has now been moved to its own thread by request

You can choose a date or job or both. For this first run of April, each player will only be in one final session (although you can still indicate multiple dates if you are flexible)

Open PC: Spad Olag Wea

Samadhi — Mon, 07 Apr 2025 18:40:59 +0000

A Yollej, once, but now so mutated as to have difficulty breathing standard atmosphere for more than a few minutes. Requires full environmental suit attuned to special needs for normal survival. Trained in demolitions, he has few interests outside of the excitement of explosions and combat.

Spad		Initiative	5	Sanity	13	Focus	4
Divinity	3	Intuition	2	Guile	3	Knowledge	1
Strength	4	Perception	3	Agility	3	Constitution	1
XP Spent	050	XP Total	050	Avoid	13	Vitality	5

Melee 2

Thrown 2

Stealth 1

Heavy Weapons 4

Demolitions 4

Chemistry 1

Background:Power Armor 2

Pilot: Power Armor 4

Pilot: Robot Vehicles 2

Weapons Targeting 1

Communications 1

Scan & Sensory Equipment 1

ZeroG Movement 2

Equip

Green Man Power Armor 120

NG-L6 Laser Rifle...	20000	10	Heavy	1600	310'	upper barrel	2d10
... and Grenade Launcher		4	Heavy	1100	210'	lower barrel	by load

20 Smoke Grenades

12 Frag Grenades 3d4 to 20'r

12 Plasma Grenades 4d6 to 10'r

4 E-clips

Vibro Flamberge

18000

Melee

10min

2d12

6 Protein Healing Salves 1d8-C

Open PC: Chirm

Samadhi — Mon, 07 Apr 2025 18:18:54 +0000

A Mothuan scout hoping to find unexplored moons to map out.

Chirm		Initiative	7	Sanity	11	Focus	4
Divinity	1	Intuition	3	Guile	1	Knowledge	3
Strength	2	Perception	4	Agility	3	Constitution	3
XP Spent	050	XP Total	050	Avoid	13	Vitality	5

Wilderness Survival 4

Tracking 2

Rifles 4

K:Nature 2

Stealth 3

Spot 2

Communications 2

Scan & Sensory Equipment 2

K:Geography 2

Navigation 2

Pilot:Hovervehicles 2

Equip

Plastic Man Space Suit 35

NG-IR5 Ion Rifle

24000

20/10

Rifle

2000

400

double shot option

1d12/2d12

2 E-clips

3 sets of ordinary clothes

Portable Language Translator

Field Radio

Multi Optics Goggles

PC-3000 Handheld Computer

5500credits