Deep Space 13 play report, part one.

So, maybe uploading the Necronomicon into the Collective might not have been the greatest idea...

Players:
Bob-Security Officer
Dave-Medical Officer
Doug-Engineering Officer
John-Science Officer

After requisitioning extra supplies, the team headed off on the runabout for their rendezvous with Deep Space 13.

After coming out of warp, the team discovered the base to be shut down, only life support and minimal energy signatures detected. Failing their scanning attempt, the team was only able to discover there were lifeforms aboard the station but not their exact nature and location.

After docking they entered through the airlock, finding desiccated bodies of Starfleet members. Dave discovered they’d been exposed to vacuum, but not ejected out into space. As they walked further into the docking section they heard a calm, comforting voice say “Welcome to Deep Space 13. Please prepare to be assimilated. Resistance is futile.”

The team immediately pulled out their Phasers, ensured they were set to “kill” and investigated a second runabout that was docked there. The interior was covered in Borg, and other strange dripping and seeping modifications. The warp core was dead, the power oddly ran dry. This is when Doug heard through his communicator, that the ship was being attacked by a virus. Running back to the ship, the screens were already flickering and odd symbols and mathematical formula was streaming across them. Bob immediately shot the communication node that Doug pointed out, successfully terminating contact with the station. As they left they heard the computer whisper “Yog-Sothoth is the key and the gate.”

They encountered a strange dog like creature heavily modified with mechanical spider legs and an energy weapon. After a couple of volleys of Phaser fire, complete disintegration of the creature was attained without damage to the party (other than their pride at having missed so thoroughly and consistently).

John used his tri-corder and discerned there were multiple small bogies towards the center of this main level of the station. Creeping around the corridors they assaulted the mess hall, but were met by three more of the strange puppy/spider Borgs. After a swift and brutal combat that saw the little creatures explode and shower each other with shrapnel, Dave the medic injected himself with desperately needed healing meds.

Inside the mess hall they also found their first survivor, badly beaten, burned, and possibly tortured in a deep catatonic state, mumbling something about keys and gates... They took the survivor back to the ship, strapped them down, and headed back into the station.

Finding the elevator, they had two options, Engineering Deck or the Bridge. Being the cautious and careful exemplars of Starfleet Academy, the piled into the Bridge, Phasers blazing as they encountered the Borg Commander and two of his assimilated buddies. Finally, surprise was with them, and after a couple of fusillades, the Commander and one of his compatriots were exploded messes, and the other a burning pyre of stinking refuse.

Finding the Communications station inoperable, they went to the other stations to learn what they could. Alas, the Borg corruption was too much for their meagre technical skills. The Engineering console was actually destroyed in their panicked attempts. Only a lone log entry was found at the science station. It seems the Science Officer for the station had written an anti-virus that could combat the insidious Borg machinations, but deleted it as he turned himself in to be assimilated, having discovered through his research that, indeed, Yog-Sothoth WAS the gate AND the key.

The entire party did what they could to find the deleted file, but they were stymied at every turn. Surprisingly, the Security officer looked over their shoulders and said, “Hey, why don’t you just look in the Deleted Folder?” (Bob was the only one to make his intelligence check). Shamed, John the blood-thirsty Science Officer was able to upload the virus into the system. After some time passed, they could see the anti-virus was working as tubes sprayed gore as they were expelled from the systems.

But, still, not enough power to do anything with the re-booted systems. So, next stop: Engineering.

Grim Hack Expanded One-Shot #2: Deep Space 13

‘Thank you all for coming at such a short notice. But, as you are all aware, we’re a mere 13 months into our five year reconnaissance mission into the Gamma Quadrant, and we’ve already had our fair share of problems. After the attack by the Jem’Hadar which left us damaged but functional, we were unable to contact Starfleet for almost a hundred days.

‘No, that’s the problem. Despite the assistance we were given from our new “allies” and the complete refit of our communications system, we still have no contact with Starfleet.

‘Yes. Fully functional. All diagnostics show the new systems are working correctly. Still, no Starfleet.

‘I’m asking you all to undertake a mission to our closest station and report to Starfleet Command, giving them a thorough report on our activities and receive orders, if any. You’ll be using our warp capable runabout, so please return to us as soon as possible. We cannot afford to be without all of our assets for too long.

‘Quite right, lieutenant. Your destination is Deep Space 13.’    

Here is the background table and archetypes that will be available for this particular Sci-Fi genre for the new Grim Hack rules. Feel free to let me know if there's something you think should be added as another archetype, or key skill missing for this particular type of adventure world. Since in this particular idealistic society, no one needs to work, I’ve used pass-times, hobbies, and jobs people may do for leisure for backgrounds.

Note for players carrying over their characters from the first one-shot: Ignore this particular Background table, continuing with your previously rolled Background is fine. Wipe out all the skills and equipment from the previous Archetype and use the skills and equipment from the new ones. Any skills or trappings you believe your archetype should have, let me know.

Roll	Career	+1d10	Skill
1	Academic	Int	History (any)
2	Artist	Fel	Art, Musicianship, or Sing
3	Athlete	Agi	Acrobatics
4	Auto Mechanic	Cn	Repair mechanisms
5	Carpenter	Dex	Carpentry
6	Chef	Cn	Cook
7	Gardener	Int	Agriculture
8	Preacher	WP	Public Speaking
9	Rancher	WP	Animal Handling
10	Outdoorsman	T	Orientation
11	Traveler	Fel	Additional language
12	Diverse interests		Roll twice, ignore any duplicates including this result.

New Bold-Going Sci-Fi Archetypes:

Common equipment: Starfleet uniform, Badge Communicator, Hand Phaser.

Suggested party make-up: one of each Archetype.

Starfleet Engineering Officer

Free Raise: Dexterity, Cunning, or Intelligence.

Skills: Consume Alcohol, Engineering, Knowledge – Starfleet Technology, Pilot-Runabout, Repair, Specialty weapon – Phasers.

Equipment: Engineering belt kit, including scanner and tools.

Starfleet Medical Officer

Free Raise: Intelligence, Will Power, or Fellowship.

Skills: Chemistry, Heal Wounds, Knowledge – Starfleet Technology, Specialty weapon – Phasers, Surgery.

Equipment: Medical belt kit including scanner and full multi-injector with 5 administrations (Cure Disease, Cure Poison, or Heal).

Starfleet Science Officer

Free Raise: Cunning, Intelligence, or Will Power.

Skills: Astronomy, Knowledge – Starfleet Technology, Security Systems, Specialty weapon – Phasers, Super Numerate.

Equipment: Tricorder

Starfleet Security Officer

Free Raise: Ranged Skill, Strength, or Agility.

Skills: Disarm, Dodge Blow, Knowledge – Starfleet Technology, Specialty weapon – Phasers, Street Fighter.

Equipment: Phaser Rifle, Security Handcuffs

Weapons in brief:

Hand Phaser             S5              RoF: 1         Rounds 10                  Range: Short              

Phaser Rifle              S5              RoF: 1d3     Rounds 30                  Range: Long

Special for Phasers: May set to Stun (On successful hit, target must make successful Toughness test or be stunned for d6 rounds).  

Weird War II 1947 one-shot play report.

Weird War II One-shot play report.

The Players: 

Ian (Dave)-Commando

Hunter (John)-Intelligence Officer

Anatoly (Dale)-Intelligence Officer

Play started with the team in the forward torpedo room readying their gear for the mission. Once they were ready, the Nautilus triggered her anti-Deep One sonic weapon and the boys shot out into the freezing seas of the Antarctic. Spying 3 stunned Deep Ones with spear guns on lanyards, the boys dared taking the time to dispatch them with their combat knives and grab up the spear-guns despite the danger of remaining in the cold water.

Coming up into the submarine pen, they remained under water and Ian planted explosives on the submarine and the fuel reservoir to go off in two hours. Surfacing under the support structure for the fuel tank they snuck under a gangway and peeled off their wetsuits and got into their gear. Unfortunately for Ian, he failed his Toughness check and succumbed to the cold, hampering all his physical abilities until he was able to get warm. Despite this impediment, he and the rest of the team snuck deeper into the cavern and hid amongst the crates taking time to warm Ian up. The guard and his resuscitated casualty partner in the watch tower were oblivious to pretty much everything.

Once Ian was more functional, the team snuck up to the door of the dock office and whipped the door open, unleashing a fusillade of silenced round at the supply sergeant, pretty hitting everything except their target except one stray bullet from Ian. Once initiative order began, Ian with the upper hand missed completely, and the sergeant making his WP check, grabbed the phone and called in an alert just before Anatoly blew off the man’s leg. Hunter immediately grabbed the phone and critically failed his try to make the alert sound like a joke, but ended up sounding like Han Solo instead. Anatoly rigged a grenade to a C4 charge and tied it to the door and the team safely made it to their hiding place under the fuel tanks structure, quietly putting their wetsuits back on.

An officer with a cadre of resuscitated casualties came to investigate only to be blown into a state where resuscitation would be impossible. Moments later the sub crew ran by and started piling into their vessel. Ian slid back into the water with Anatoly to change the time of the C4 charges planted on the sub and the fuel to 15 minutes, while Hunter, sensing the coast was clear, ran off to get Intel to help the Allies in the war.

Ian and Anatoly were safely in the tunnel as the sub began moving away from the dock, and they were able to witness both the explosions and the horror of the sub crew as they abandoned ship only to freeze and die almost immediately from the freezing water. Once their bit of handiwork resolved, they hid behind the last remaining dock and opened fire on the guard in the watchtower, with Ian dumping his entire 3 round burst into the guard, ripping him apart. The team quickly took control of the watchtower and it’s MG42.

Meanwhile, Hunter delved deeper into the base finding another cavern with multiple exits and a Walker-Mech who’s driver was desperately trying to start. One grenade into the cockpit, and Hunter was checking the different exits. Seeing one with occult symbols on it, he followed the tunnel to a warm room with the Wizard preparing some sort of maniacal chicanery. A quick surprise check, and Hunter had his silenced.45 to the man’s temple. After the merest of introductions, he asked where the

Next door went to. The wizard replied that it was the Power Plant earning himself an immediate bullet in his brain.

Going through the next door and following the passage down, Hunter found a large machine with a ramp that led up into a yawning hopper on top of it. Off to the side he heard weak crying from a cell full of emaciated and dying prisoners. Hunter, knowing he was out of time and had no way to extricate them form the base, he set the charge on the Power Plant for 15 minutes. As he left, he heard a prisoner both laugh and cry and say ”Yes, release the Shoggoth.”

Making sure he grabbed a couple of ‘interesting’ looking tomes in the Wizards room, he hied on out of there. On the way back through the hub of the base, he heard arguing behind a door which he opened and threw a grenade into. Unsure if one was enough, he pulled the pin on a second grenade, but after opening the door saw only corpses. Trying to jam the grenade into the door as a trap and sprinting away, he failed his Dex check and he heard the grenade go off, but not close enough to damage him.

Reunited in the sub-pen, the team quickly departed and swan furiously back to the sub. The base destroyed crippling the Axis’ new fuel dependent War Machine, the Allies would suddenly regain some advantage in the war. However, with the forbidden knowledge contained in the books acquired, the Allies quickly gained the upper hand, ending the war and establishing the United States as the new dominate power in the world…

…but at what cost?

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Mission Briefing (1st one-shot:1947)

‘Alright, men. Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em. Charlie, fire up the slide show.

‘As you know, the war’s taken a disastrous turn. D-day two years ago, there were too many surprises. Too many we in the intelligence community failed to uncover. Fish-men, fucking fish-men!, sabotaging our ships, walking Panzers, SS in jet-packs, and the abomination of their so-called “Resuscitated Soldier Program.” Ah Christ-

‘Now half of England is in enemy hands.

‘We think we know where they’re getting this new fuel from. Underwater sub-base in Antarctica in a place they call “New Schwabenland.”

‘You’re going to be inserted by one of our brand new Nautilus Subs equipped with an experimental sonic weapon that really screws with the fish-men. It doesn’t kill ‘em, but it sure knocks them on their ass for a while. The lab boys estimates you’ll have a couple hours, three at the most. That’ll give you time to get in, blow up the facility, and get back out. Preferably alive. Any intelligence you can get would be invaluable, but your priority is to Destroy. That. Base.

‘God bless you and the United States of America. Dismissed.’

Here is the background table and archetypes that will be available for the new Grim Hack rules. Feel free to let me know if there's something you think should be added as another archetype, or key skill missing for a Weird War II/Delta Green type mission.

Roll	Career	+d10	Skill
1	Academic	Int	History
2	Artist	Cn	Art, Musicianship, or Sing
3	Athlete	S	Acrobatics
4	Carpenter	Dex	Carpentry
5	Chef	Cn	Cook
6	Construction Worker	T	Engineering
7	Electrician	Int	Repair Electronics
8	Farmer	T	Agriculture
9	Geologist	Int	Metallurgy
10	Jeweler	Dex	Gem cutting
11	Line Worker	T	Consume Alcohol
12	Mechanic	Cn	Repair mechanisms
13	Merchant	Fel	Haggle
14	Miner	S	Mining
15	Preacher	WP	Public Speaking
16	Rancher	WP	Animal Handling
17	Sportsman	Agi
18	Tailor	Dex	Tailor
19	Traveler	Fel	Additional language
20	Diverse background		Roll twice, ignore any duplicates including this result.

Common equipment: Black combat fatigues, Duffel bag, Flak jacket, Harness, Insulated wetsuit, Thick soft-soled combat boots (+10% Silent move urban), White winter Parka.

Suggested party make-up, at least 1 Intelligence officer, and 2 commandos.

Soldier: Commando Specialist

Skills: Demolitions, Concealment rural, First aid, SCUBA, Silent move rural, Specialty weapon – SMG, Specialty weapon – firearms.

Equipment: Commando Knife, Silenced .45 1947 Thompson SMG w/ 90 rounds (3 magazines) silencer only good for first magazine, C4 charge and detonator, 3 frag grenades

Soldier: Heavy Weapons Specialist

Skills: First aid, Mechanics, SCUBA, Specialty weapon - Flamethrower, Specialty weapon – firearms,

Equipment: Compact Flamethrower w/15 ‘fwooshes” (3 canisters), .45 1911A1 w/ 21 rounds (3 mags)

Soldier: Sniper Specialist

Skills: Concealment rural, First aid, Marksmanship, SCUBA, Silent move rural, Silent move urban, Specialty weapon – firearms

Equipment: 1946 Winchester model 70-S sniper rifle w/ scope and 15 rounds (3 clips), .45 1911A1 w/ 21 rounds

Intelligence Officer

Skills: Communications, Concealment urban, Cryptography, Occult lore, Other language: German, SCUBA, Silent move urban, Specialty weapon – firearms

Equipment: Commando Knife, Silenced .45 1911AS w/ 21 rounds (3 mags) silencer only good for first magazine, code book

Weapons in brief:

.45 Silenced Thompsons S:4 Rate of Fire:1 or d3. Only the first 30 rounds are considered noise suppressed.

.45 Silenced 1911 Pistol S:4 Rate of Fire:1. First 10 rounds considered noise suppressed.

Winchester Bolt-action w/ Scope S:5 Rate of Fire:1 +10% to RS when using the scope.

Mk7 Compact Flamethrower. Area of Effect Weapon.