Mushroom Ninja
2009-02-08, 10:30 PM
I was running my SWSE campaign last Saturday with some fairly epic results. I feel that they must be shared…
Highlights:
- A whiteboard and all of the character sheets are defenestrated
- A song and dance routine breaks out
- The phrase “A magical race of Nazis” is used
The Session:
Before playing, we were all sitting around a table, snacking. The sun was shining in through the window and it was about 70° F outside. As this was the warmest it had been in months, one of the players suggested that we take the books outdoors and play at a nearby picnic table.
Now, out here in Kansas wind is an issue, so, not wanting to spend the whole session chasing character sheets, I opposed to the idea. I had most of the players convinced that outside was not the best place to run the session, when the player who had suggested it suddenly rose from her chair and hurried up to the second story of the house (where I usually keep all my RPG paraphernalia). Curious to see what she was up to, I followed.
When I reached the top of the stairs a strange sight met my eyes. She had opened the window and was tossing the gridded whiteboard (which as a map for combat encounters) through it. I stood there in shock as she proceeded to defenestrate the folder where everybody was stored their character sheets. Then, she turned around and said something along the lines of “We’re playing outside.” Fearing that my books would be next, I hastened to gather paperweights.
So, the session began outside. We picked up where we had left off the week before. Seeking an ancient sith artifact, the PCs were investigating an old building complex. As they poked around on the roof of a dilapidated Command Center, two ancient guard droids jumped out from hiding and started to question the PCs. When statting this encounter, I had made the guard droids independent on the offchance that the PCs felt like doing something with them other than blasting them to smithereens. The ensuing roleplay made me glad I had done so.
As the droids approached, each brandishing a BFS (Bondan Flechette Sword), the PCs started trying to convince the droids that guarding a derelict building was a waist of their talent, rolling quite well on their persuade checks. I had the droids halt to listen. Suddenly, two players (including the one who had defenestrated my stuff) stood up and began to sing this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MA6A_tMq3tM&feature=related) song. And do the dance.
After they had finished, they told me that that was exactly what their characters had done in an attempt to show the droids that there were whole worlds of careers open for them. I sat there shocked for a moment and then decided that I had no course of action left but to give in. The droids, influenced by the song, dropped their weapons and began to contemplate life in show business.
So… yeah… I love my SWSE group. :smallbiggrin:
Highlights:
- A whiteboard and all of the character sheets are defenestrated
- A song and dance routine breaks out
- The phrase “A magical race of Nazis” is used
The Session:
Before playing, we were all sitting around a table, snacking. The sun was shining in through the window and it was about 70° F outside. As this was the warmest it had been in months, one of the players suggested that we take the books outdoors and play at a nearby picnic table.
Now, out here in Kansas wind is an issue, so, not wanting to spend the whole session chasing character sheets, I opposed to the idea. I had most of the players convinced that outside was not the best place to run the session, when the player who had suggested it suddenly rose from her chair and hurried up to the second story of the house (where I usually keep all my RPG paraphernalia). Curious to see what she was up to, I followed.
When I reached the top of the stairs a strange sight met my eyes. She had opened the window and was tossing the gridded whiteboard (which as a map for combat encounters) through it. I stood there in shock as she proceeded to defenestrate the folder where everybody was stored their character sheets. Then, she turned around and said something along the lines of “We’re playing outside.” Fearing that my books would be next, I hastened to gather paperweights.
So, the session began outside. We picked up where we had left off the week before. Seeking an ancient sith artifact, the PCs were investigating an old building complex. As they poked around on the roof of a dilapidated Command Center, two ancient guard droids jumped out from hiding and started to question the PCs. When statting this encounter, I had made the guard droids independent on the offchance that the PCs felt like doing something with them other than blasting them to smithereens. The ensuing roleplay made me glad I had done so.
As the droids approached, each brandishing a BFS (Bondan Flechette Sword), the PCs started trying to convince the droids that guarding a derelict building was a waist of their talent, rolling quite well on their persuade checks. I had the droids halt to listen. Suddenly, two players (including the one who had defenestrated my stuff) stood up and began to sing this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MA6A_tMq3tM&feature=related) song. And do the dance.
After they had finished, they told me that that was exactly what their characters had done in an attempt to show the droids that there were whole worlds of careers open for them. I sat there shocked for a moment and then decided that I had no course of action left but to give in. The droids, influenced by the song, dropped their weapons and began to contemplate life in show business.
So… yeah… I love my SWSE group. :smallbiggrin: