Session 7 of my #FateCore space campaign. Another player has taken over as GM, leaving me to focus on my character: Susan, the passive-aggresive uplifted capybara.
As we arrive in the Ceto system, Radio Patriarchy informs us that Edgelord Grimdark is to marry Opal Lissaune, heir to the Conglomerex fortune.
We drop off the Telkines and go to an island to pick berries for Dr. Hans Nereida's cousin Pablo. We spot another party on the beach and they have ... a little brown, furry companion? Could it be ... another capybara? Am I not alone in the universe?
I take a look with my spyglass, give everyone the dirtiest look they've ever seen, and run off into the trees. They find me weeping and try to comfort me. "Do you need a hug?" "Do you need a valium?"
I point back toward the beach with a quivering paw. "That ... that is a BEAVER."
After some discussion of kidnapping Dr. Leary and forcing him to make me a companion, we get to the task at hand: convincing Pablo to leave the planet with us for someplace safer. As a show of faith, we need the berries and some scones, which we'll have to buy in town. Humiliatingly, I am forced to disguise myself as a beaver (a common pet on this planet). I am briefly mesmerized by a marimba in the bazaar.
As we're shopping in the bakery, Opal comes in, followed by local police who attempt to arrest them. Amaris, our cyborg assassin, reacts to the police abusing their authority by starting a fight. The bakery fight involves exploding bags of flour and rock-hard baguettes. We escape and head down the street toward Pablo's house.
Over the radio, we hear Dr. Nereida (back at the ship) being arrested.
A black limo pulls up. It's Katerina Flugeldorp, a representative of the Charybdis crime family. She contracts us to assassinate Grand Marshal Nekton, who is behind all of these police actions. Confusingly, the wedding is to take place on Nekton's ship. Our contact is a caterer. Amaris's old rival Ruce Aler will be working with us. We are each allowed to select a weapon; I pick a grenade.
Lines:
"If guns worked underwater, water wouldn't be as scary."
"I've been picking berries all day. I need some skulls to knock."
"We're not going to MORE danger, are we?" "Oh, yeah, probably."
"Let's &^%$ split the party."
"None of us are up to any good, really."
