Big Damn Heroes: Firefly RPG

Intro to the Firefly RPG I'm taking part in and a write-up.

So thanks to my good friend Dave I'll be taking part in a regular Firefly RPG. It's been a while since I RP'ed and I've been itching to get my dice on for a while now. Dave is a veteran GM but chose one of the available adventures so as to avoid the maintenance of adventure-writing (a friend of mine just wrote an 80,000 word D&D 5th Ed. adventure and it's only four sessions long.).

The crew already comprised of a Captain, Pilot, Engineer, Medic, Socialite, Fighter-type so I went for a middle man with lots of average traits to act as Executive Officer (or first mate, or Number 1 if you're Jean Luc Picard).

I also have my backstory; I'm an Alliance deserter. Before I deserted I was involved in infiltrating a cartel and acted as bodyguard for a powerful planetary governor who had friends in the cartel. He owed the cartel a lot of money and they wanted to escort him on his luxury yacht to keep lots of eyes on him. While docked at a space station my character Dante Lachlann orchestrates the theft of the ship and runs away with it.

Knowing he can't find an immediate buyer since he can't afford protection yet, he stows the ship on a remote moon using the shuttle to get back to Ezra where he meets the Captain of the Osprey, a Firefly-class ship running trade around the border worlds. Not exactly a get-rich-quick scheme but a good place to lay low for a while, my character changes his name to Massimo Maxim and the crew take to calling him 'Mass'.

So now the cartel are looking for him; the planetary governor is looking for him; and the Alliance is looking for him.

Just another day in the 'verse.

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The bar was a lot quieter with the rest of the crew gone. Patrons at the other tables now felt a new wave of confidence in 'dealing' with the uncouth character at the bar should he act out of turn. His loud entrance and all the hand-waving fèihuà was just for show, he had no interest in any of these people approaching him for pleasant conversation and he was sure his inept captain couldn't pull a decent job if it hit him in the face so why do all the work just to split the shares.

Patience, he told himself. He'd learn a lot about patience, especially on a mǎtǒng world like this one. He had used his communicator on board the Osprey to arrange a meeting with Wei Wu, his contact on Whitefall. He was to find a booth in the Slaughterhouse Bar and when he was alone Wei Wu would approach him.

"Must be nice having friends in low places, Dante"
"I wouldn't know about having friends Wei and if anyone hears you call me that I'll cut you up worse than a butcher with a xiǎo zhū."
"Now, now Dante. You know I'm always the careful one."
"Sure, so careful you'll be hiding out on this backwater for another decade."
"Remember the deal Dante, I source the buyer for the ship and you get me off this rock."
"You got my papers?"
"Yes, of course I did. What do you need these for anyway, it's just some old building on Bellerophon, what could even be left there after all these years?"
"Something an old man told me just before he died."
"Ah, you were at his side before his death?"
"I pulled the trigger."

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