DiscoDude: ---BEGIN SESSION---
DiscoDude: Session logging commenced
GM: For now the sixth time since this all began, you all find yourselves awaking preemptively on the space shuttle as it makes the final approach to its station.
GM: Despite being told you were going to an asteroid belt next, the sky outside is a deep blue. But wait, there are actual asteroids being passed by, with small buildings, the occasional gas station... and palm trees. Truly a strange sight.
Dovelia: "They said this was an...asteroid, didn't they?" Dovelia says, wrinkling her brow in confusion even as she finds the sight captivating. The whole arrangement is playing games with her layman's understanding of planetary mechanics.
GM: (Like I said; UC plays it fast and loose with the “sci” half of sci-fi. XD)
Reality Glitch: Rachelle has her face pressed up against the widow in awe. "It's like something from a fantasy novel."
Dovelia: (i'm not complaining; Dovelia is just confused XD)
Dovelia: "There's a story from your world, isn't there?" Dovelia says. "The Little...Prince?" She seems uncomfortable with the word.
Ratatoskr: Ratatoskr seems plenty excited to see an asteroid belt with a sky, it looks like something he wished his world had. "Prince or no Prince, I can NOT wait to get out there!"
Reality Glitch: "That's one of them yeah." Rachelle looks at Dovelia. "Something wrong?"
GM: Norstar bursts out of her cryogenic pod already wearing a Hawaiian shirt over her enviro-suit.
“Hula!”
Cocoa only rolls her eyes.
Meanwhile, Greto and Princess Lithia of all people approach the three of you independently.
“Hmph, from the looks of these establishments out there, this system could use a prince’s touch. I wouldn’t be surprised if we ended up in a blasted motel.”
Greto is silent, content to simply gaze out at the scenery, when he isn’t casting glances at Rachelle and Dovelia.
Dovelia: "Oh, just...old habits. You could say my people have a thing against royalty," she chuckles.
Dovelia: stares at Norstar for a moment, then sighs and returns her attention to the view.
Reality Glitch: "Heh; so do the French."
Dovelia: looks at her and raises an eyebrow, then smiles. "They also have a thing for fine cuisine, I understand."
Reality Glitch: "Y'know, I don't think I've ever tried any of thei-wait; how do you know?" Rachelle turn from jovial to noticeably upset.
GM: “I keep telling you,” says Greto, “Earth has been on the galactic radar for a while now. People are talking about how they’ll be made contact with and integrated within a decade.”
Ratatoskr: "AH, You can't do much about it, Zero G is fickle form what I experienced, a lot of architectural theories don't quite work without gravity!" Say the left head to Lithia.
Reality Glitch: Rachelle gives Greto the Evil Eye; "Who says we want that? Or if we're even ready for it?"
Reality Glitch: "Can't you just wait for us to get there on our own?"
GM: “Nobody has ever actually done it, fun fact. The first to establish the Republic and Empire, respectively, both got lucky with precursor tech found in their home systems.”
Reality Glitch: Rachelle's glare intensifies, "Not your problem!"
GM: (We ready to move on?)
Dovelia: (sure)
Dovelia: (just one thing)
Dovelia: "Mostly it's a question of what terms first contact happens on. Either as equals, or as...a curiosity." She frowns and says nothing more on the subject.
Reality Glitch: "Exactly; our terms." Rachelle jabs a thumb into her chest, not breaking eye contact with Greto.
GM: Soon, the shuttle approaches what seems to be a cross between a swanky bachelor pad from 50s Earth’s idea of “The Future” and some sort of rental establishment, centered around a tropical pool. When the shuttle settles down out front, you can clearly see the large neon sign: “Cloud 5-O Motel.”
“Welcome to the Cloud 5-O, on the behalf of all its staff” says Holly as the door opens and the ramp lowers. She’s surrounded by maids and bellboys on a magnetic strip, as well as the motel manager who’s dressed as a space cruise captain. “And on their behalf, Mongongo studios would like to welcome you to the Hawa 2 belt!”
GM: https://youtu.be/uQnz55oYEA4
GM: (I suppose now it’s time for first impressions!)
GM: “Hmph... I’m not going to say anything,” chatters Lithia to herself; she certainly thinks she’s trying to be Careful with what she says.
GM: (First impressions is always vs. +0, BTW.)
GM: !f 2 (Lihia’s Careful)
DiscoDude: <@GM> rolled 4dF+2 for 1 [4dF = [ ][-][-][+]]
Reality Glitch: Rachelle looks to Lithia with a sneer; "We can't all be royalty! And you chose to come to our level."
GM: The crowd loves her subtle attitude, though; It Doesn’t Even Need Stating [!].
GM: (Guys?)
Reality Glitch: ((Can Rachelle Defend against that Create an Advantage action?))
GM: (No, first impressions are uncontested, I think.)
Reality Glitch: ((I would think Rachelle's comment would at least throw a wrench into the works.))
GM: (Look, I’d need to look up the rules on this.)
Reality Glitch: ((Alright! Sorry.))
Dovelia: "Rachelle!" Dovelia says, an imperious laugh in her voice. "Would you like to hear what we did to the royals on our home planet, by any chance?" She addresses Rachelle, but the comment is clearly pointed at Lithia.
Ratatoskr: "Ho BOY! Let's see how this G work-" Ah, Ratatoskr jumps out the shuttle with a flip, totally expecting Zero G to make it cooler but the magnetic strip catches him and pulls him back to the ground, he falls belly up. "oh." is all that comes out of his mouths.
Dovelia: !f 2 (Aggressive)
DiscoDude: <@Dovelia> rolled 4dF+2 for 2 [4dF = [ ][+][-][ ]]
GM: (Name that aspect, <@!Dovelia>.)
Ratatoskr: !f 3 (Tosky's Flashy)
DiscoDude: <@Ratatoskr> rolled 4dF+3 for 4 [4dF = [-][+][ ][+]]
Dovelia: ([Readying the Chop]? XD)
GM: (Heh. How about Readying the Guillotine? XD)
Reality Glitch: ((Off with Their Head!))
GM: (XD XD XD)
Reality Glitch: Rachelle turns to Dovelia with a snide look on her face; "I actually would."
Ratatoskr: (Nooooo Lithia is my ally XD!)
Dovelia: (I was considering both of those XD)
Reality Glitch: ((Not Dovelia's or Rachelle's, though.))
Dovelia: (but i think I'll go for the one with a punny name)
GM: (Which one?)
Reality Glitch: ((It can chop salads and necks))
Dovelia: (yeah, Readying the Chop XD)
GM: And the crowd finds Ratatoskr’s display to be incredibly endearing. (Name a SWS aspect.)
Ratatoskr: ( [#2 Best Rodent is Excited about Zero G][!!] )
Ratatoskr: (Because we all know who #1 is)
Reality Glitch: ((#2?))
Reality Glitch: ((>implying cocoa is number one))
Ratatoskr: ((Oh she damn is number one))
GM: Norstar bursts out of the door at the rear of the group, throwing sunglasses and leis around like they were cheap cigars. Greto takes an opportunity to turn and actually catch some to complete an appropriately thematic ensemble.
GM: !f 2 (Quick)
DiscoDude: <@GM> rolled 4dF+2 for 0 [4dF = [ ][ ][-][-]]
Dovelia: sighs and allows Norstar to steal some small part of her dignity. The lei is gaudy, but she has to admit the sunglasses only make her look stylish.
GM: Greto puts both on with a quick flourish. Man, -Who’s This D-Bag?- A sly motherf*cker, that’s who. Some of the audience is unsure, though.
Reality Glitch: Holly take Rachelle aside in the confessional.
Rachelle reacts to it almost naturally, "Of all the weirdness space has to offer, I'm rather disappointed that this all looks so familiar."
Reality Glitch: ((I guess that qualifies as Quick.))
GM: (I suppose this can be Quick, Careful, or Aggressive.)
Reality Glitch: !f 4
DiscoDude: <@Reality Glitch> rolled 4dF+4 for 3 [4dF = [-][-][ ][+]]
Ratatoskr: Ratatoskr manages to snatch two pairs for himself, from the ground too.
GM: (Hm, name a SWS aspect, then?)
Reality Glitch: ((Does Inspiringly High Expectations work? I'm trying to spin her neg into a positive.))
GM: (Sure.)
GM: (Or perhaps simply Great Expectations?)
Reality Glitch: ((Great (+4) Expectations))
Reality Glitch: ((Moving on?))
GM: (Starting to look that way, yeah.)
GM: (Let’s launch right into it.)
GM: Motel Rooms
Cameras Everywhere | Thin Walls | A Bit Cramped
This may be the swankiest motel around, but it’s still a motel nonetheless. Expect cheap beds, tiny bathrooms, generic TV channels, and walls that are nowhere near soundproof. The decor is monochrome, except for the rainbow-shift lighting. There is a tropical aquarium to spice things up.
Community Breakfast Room
Cameras Everywhere | All Eyes on the Stage | Cramped Kitchen Wasteland
It’s your bog-standard La Keenta Inn style hotel breakfast room, which is much more than most motels provide. Lukewarm sausage & bacon, rubber eggs, surprisingly good biscuits & gravy, cereal dispensers, the milk and juice ice-bath, coffee silos, and the universal constant that is the DIY waffle station. All wrapped up in a semi-tropical gentlemen’s lounge aesthetic. This is the only proper place to socialize in this high-end establishment. It does have a uniqueness in the form of a performance stage where entertainment is regularly hosted.
Motel Pool
Splash City | Drinks Flow Free At the Tiki Bar | Private Shower Tents
The pool area is the central feature of the Cloud 5-O Motel and is where the tropical theme is at its strongest. This is where you’ll usually find most of the families staying here at; prepare to be harassed by the kids in the pool while their parents enjoy the fully stocked tiki bar. Drinks are complimentary but do try not to indulge too much.
GM: (So; who do you want to mess with/influence, and where?)
GM: (If you don’t want to do that, I’m fine having someone come to you.)
GM: (And it can be with each other, for the record.)
Reality Glitch: Rachelle goes to her room to change into swimwear and see who she'll be bunking with this time.
GM: (<@!Dovelia>? <@!Ratatoskr>? What are your plans?)
Dovelia: (I think Dovelia is going to check out the accommodations, and I'll let the GM pick who she interacts with)
GM: (<@!Ratatoskr>?)
Ratatoskr: (Wherever there is Zero G, Ratatoskr will be there)
GM: (That would be... none of the three zones. You want him to just be outside in the motel parking lot trying to evade the show’s staff trying to coerce him back into the camera’d area?)
Reality Glitch: ((Why not?))
Ratatoskr: (^^ Zero G )
GM: (Not saying he can’t, just asking if he’s sure that’s how he wants to spend the scene. XD)
Reality Glitch: ((Do it.))
Ratatoskr: (You underestimate how excited can someone who lived in a wall for a good time be about being unconstrained by gravity.)
GM: (For the record, no cameras will be on you, and it’s doubtful that you’ll find anyone to interact with unless you can come up with a good reason to have someone else relevant out there with you.)
Ratatoskr: ((Zero G being just that fun to be around?))
Ratatoskr: ((Also, training for the eventual Zero G cookoff ))
Reality Glitch: ((Microgravity!))
GM: (I meant you would have to justify someone specific being out there for any of this to matter beyond being a funny scene we already got the gist of from an abstract. If you can’t think of anyone, then maybe describe what you’re doing after you finally got it all out of your system?)
Reality Glitch: ((<@!Ratatoskr>))
Dovelia: ((we may need to cut this short))
Dovelia: ((sounds like his Internet is randomly crapping out on him))
Dovelia: ((<@!Ratatoskr>?))
Ratatoskr: (Right, I suppose I will the Motel Pool instead to keep things rolling, I shall have Microgravity fun later on)
Reality Glitch: ((<@!Ratatoskr>?))
Dovelia: ((this really might not be doable tonight))
GM: (Real talk; is play viable right now for you, Ratatoskr?)
Ratatoskr: ((I am trying but it seems like it really won't be viable.))
GM: (Alright, are people fine with wrapping it for tonight?)
Dovelia: (yes)
GM: (Alright, with the majority, let us...)
GM: !end
