Nar Shadda, The Smugglers Moon. The Gateway to the underbelly of the Galaxy, where millions come every day to engage in the perverse pleasures that Hutt space offers. 50 million statutes are broken each half hour, that is, they would be, if there were any real laws. Everything is a gang on Nar Shadda, from the biggest Casinos to the most run down Spice houses. Everything and everyone can be shipped, purchased, or stolen here. It's Sometimes Called the "One Honest Ecumenopolis" as it does not lie. Coruscant, Hosnian Prime, Denon, they lie. They pretend all the luxury just spouts up from the ground, ignorant or oblivious to the untold suffering to get a single bolt of cloth or drop of water to their planet. They turn a blind eye or sightspot or feeler from the poverty that exists to make living easy. Nar Shadda has terrible air, a desperate clinging ecosystem, and the most shot to pieces water cycle for several Lightyears. Everything edible to all but the most diseased mutant junkie or bottom layer dwelling savage comes in through the space ports, where it is distributed from each according to their wealth, according to their greed. Other planets ignore the savagery of sentient and sapient life, nevermind the killing and slaughter, but Nar Shadda Doesn't. Why Pretend that Kaleesh and Wookies And Savrips aren't being killed for hides, despite obvious sentience? While Coruscant would deny these Cruelties, Nar Shadda would sell them a gun to blow the brains out of the Huk, Trandoshan, and Human oppressor, for a reasonable price.Nar Shadda is Hutt Space. Hutt Space is Nar Shadda. Hutt Space is just a reflection of the universe, it has always been here and it will never die. It will never be conquered, and it will never change.And, Just your luck, you were born here. And by the way the next 15 minutes are looking, you'll probably die here.
>>6406842>What are You? >Name, Gender, Etcetera >Technician You Fix Stuff. Blasters, Droids, Parts, Turbolifts. You know how to repair stuff. You probably work under a boss, repairing things for a pittance. You are pretty smart, but a bit scrawny. +2 Know How, +1 Brains, -1 Strength >Ruffian You Fight for food and money. Armed with your fists and maybe a blunt instrument, you act as muscle for a gang, a boss, or yourself. You are a strong combatant, for a malnourished hooligan, but your intelligence leaves much to be desired. +2 Strength, +1 toughness, -1 Brains >Thief You Steal things for a profit. You are quiet and sneaky, and you know what to steal, though you can't take much of a beating. +2 Nimbleness, +1 Brains, -1 toughness >Hired Gun You are a Merc, competent at your craft, and self sufficient, oft hired en-masse to turn a conflict around. But personality wise, no one likes someone who fights for creds. Trust and all that. +2 Fighting, +1 Know How, -1 Talking >Corpo You work for a big company, and while you have dreams of making it big, You essentially just work for a call center that exists because paying tribute is less than property tax on a planet with zoning laws. You are good at your job, though. +2 talking, +2 Brains, -1 fighting, -1 muscles, -1 toughness >Smuggler You Exist on the Ebb and Flow of Product. You are paid because you work for less than what fees and fines and taxes and tariffs cost. You are Good at what you do, but skill alone isn't always enough. +2 Talking, +2 Fighting, +1 Know How -3 Luck >Slave You are owned for a purpose. You can't read. Each day is an assault on your dignity. You were born into or sold into this, and you'll likely never leave. -1 brains, -1 know how,-1 talking, -1 Nimbleness, -1 fighting, +3 Will, +1 Muscles, +1 Toughness >Worker Someone has to do it. You work for a living, at a restaurant or a store or a casino, doing something repetitive for a wage that keeps you alive.+2 Luck, -1 Will >Something elseEverything and everyone can be found here, so it's no surprise that you are a [Write-in] +2 x, +1y, -1z
>>6406844>Name: Lin Darish>Sex: Male>Smuggler
>>6406844>Barno Foff >Male >Something else: Fixer >You plan jobs for other criminals. Acquiring building plans, itineraries, shipping manifests, and a constant stream of Intel and rumors both, you concoct the perfect strategies whereby those with the right resources can make big scores, or assassinate rivals and high value targets. You sell these plans in exchange for an up front fee and a percentage of the haul. Those that have double crossed you in the past have ended up with their own operations targeted in plans you've designed for their enemies. +2 Brains, +1 Talking, -1 Muscles
>>6406844Very interesting premise.>>6406852+1, let's be a proper smuggler.
>>6406844>>6406858+1
>>6406844>Name: Johnny Bravo>Male>Something else: Fixer >You plan jobs for other criminals. Acquiring building plans, itineraries, shipping manifests, and a constant stream of Intel and rumors both, you concoct the perfect strategies whereby those with the right resources can make big scores, or assassinate rivals and high value targets. You sell these plans in exchange for an up front fee and a percentage of the haul. Those that have double crossed you in the past have ended up with their own operations targeted in plans you've designed for their enemies. +2 Brains, +1 Talking, -1 Muscles
>>6406844>Name: Lin Darish>Sex: Male>Something else: Fixer: You plan jobs for other criminals. Acquiring building plans, itineraries, shipping manifests, and a constant stream of Intel and rumors both, you concoct the perfect strategies whereby those with the right resources can make big scores, or assassinate rivals and high value targets. You sell these plans in exchange for an up front fee and a percentage of the haul. Those that have double crossed you in the past have ended up with their own operations targeted in plans you've designed for their enemies. +2 Brains, +1 Talking, -1 Muscles
>Binah>Female >Slave>Race: Augmented Human.I am sucker for "starting from the bottom" kind of stories.
>>6406844>Salen >Male>Technician
>>6406844>Liane Ereth>Female>Dancer+2 Nimbleness, +1 Talking, -1 Muscles
>>6407050If allowed : >Race: Zeltron but we pass as a regular human thanks to our pale complexion
>>6406844>Beaya'gyun>male>Hired Gun
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>>6406844>>6407050Supporting
>>6406844>Liane Ereth, Dancer, Half Zeltron, Half Human.>Tallied Votes, Writing.
>>6407345Isn't Fixer tied with Dancer?
>>6406858This!>>6407345Please accept my late vote to avoid the coombrain option
>>6407363Yeah.... I'm down for a lady MC, I have no problem with that getting the most votes. But a woman that's a *dancer* in a 'crime story'... Is odd. Is being a stripper illegal in Imperial space? I'd imagine it's administrated criminally inside of Hutt space, as most things are.
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>6407345>I might have Miscounted, One last vote checkLin Darish-Smuggler-3Barno Foff-Fixer-4Johnny Bravo-Fixer-1Lin Darish-Fixer-1Binah-Slave-1Salen-Technician-1Liane Ereth-Dancer-5 (maybe 6 if >>6407377 expressed approval?)Beaya'gyun-Hired Gun-1>Fixer and Dancer are roughly tied. It's up to Chance.>Even-Fixer >Odd-Dancer
>>6407412>Pink lady It is! , but do not worry, Barno Foff will show up. Just not as the MC.
>>6407377Not only that but a hedonist pheromone power zeltron lady MC. All of the people who voted for her will also mysteriously disappear after like two updates. Happens every time we get a result like this in chargen.
>>6407427LOL I had never heard of these but I am reading up on wookiepedia and, yeah, literal horny powers, my sides... As far as the voters go, I think it's a samefag, but if they are all separate, I hope these +1 anons do continue to hang. >>6407412>>6407413My ID changed, but I'm the one that pitched Foff, and I hope he does help make the story interesting but I am gonna bounce, I don't wanna play as a dancer. Wishing you lucky dice and high participation though, I may check in to read occasionally!
>>6407413is it too late to vote for Barno Foff? that sounds actually interesting and not like something where a guy's salty about Star Wars quests and tries to ruin them before they start.also it's always goddamn Zeltrons, they're boring now.
The only people that will wreck the quest are the ones who keep trying to relitigate this vote.
You are Liane Ereth, Dancer and Entertainer. You are Half Zeltron, Half Human, a Decidedly Common Mix of Near-Humans. Your Parents are unknown to you, as you were abandoned as a child, though your money is on Daring Human Pilot and seductive Zeltron .. Anything, as Zeltrons make everything sexy. Appropriately, You are fairly well suited at your job, with naturally strong core and leg muscles. The only problem with such mixes, is that the gifts of both Species may be applied unfairly. Not only do you lack any Pheromonal capacity at all, you also have a weird, stunted second liver, that doesn't even function. Under some lighting, you could pass for a particularly lithe human with dyed hair.You ply your trade at the Caldera del Pilann, The Upscale Casino you work for. The Gambling House has a volcanic theme, hence your flame-palleted attire. You are well off compared to some of your colleagues, as you are free and are paid for your labor. You are contracted to your current employers through your agency, which takes a modest cut, and then pays you the rest. While not a union, as unions are generally treated poorly on Nar Shadda, it is like one in some respects, protecting you from some more egregious violations of your safety.You are currently dancing in view of a handful of sabacc tables, with a Falleen hunk, a Cyan Twi'lek woman with dead eyes, and a slender Imroosian male. You and the Falleen, Coxox, act as one dancing couple, with Dala and Qiru acting as another couple. Despite the intimate positions you find yourself in, there exists a sort of camaraderie between you Four, as it is all merely a show. The smoky atmosphere inside the casino is to obscure time to the patrons, as well as shield the floor from view, creating a more private atmosphere for each table. The platform you are performing on is raised slightly, allowing you some semblance of perception over most of the Casino.Evidently, It wasn't enough. Dala, with her highly aware lekku, is the first to notice, wrenching herself out of the twirl she is in with Qiru. She leaps off the Platform, and darts off into the artificial smog. The pale, ashen dancer falls rather ungracefully, his keratinous skin making an audible noise when he hits the ground. You then finally hear it.
>>6407457Unbeknownst to you, Brakka the Keen, a Hutt crimelord widely known and envied for her watchful eye over all that payed her tribute, has choked to death on a Gorg some 4 hours ago. The Gangster had prepared for everything, her every plan executed masterfully, her territory stalwartly defended, and respect given to her not out of fear, but through respect. The amphibian that did her in undid decades of hard work in a few short minutes, despite the efforts of her entourage to save her. It is hard to administer abdominal thrusts to a massive gastropod. Now that she is dead, her empire is caving in. She controlled almost a Tenth of Nar Shadda, and as everyone knows, when a Hutt dies, chaos follows. The Caldera Del Pilann payed tribute to her, as did many other establishments and enterprises.Plans drafted years in advance are moved into place by a innumerable number of individuals, each hoping to get a larger slice of the pie. The Caldera is about to be the victim of one such plan, as certain actors feel that thay may act with impunity now that the one who might punish them is dead. A blaster shot rings out, visible even through the smoke and heat emitted for ambience. Then the Screams. Armed Gunners are in the building, and they are either killing people, or they are trying to scare people. You don't know which, but the security team is soon to be on the scene, and they don't take prisoners, so shortly, some on one side will die. You hop off the platform and try to assess the situation. Your 2 remaining dance partners follow you. You have a small holdout Knife, as does Coxox. Qiru has a small holdout blaster, short range and locked to stun. You try and think of some ideas.>Find a fortifiable Position, and try to barricade the door.>Hide somewhere.>Try to find the security team.>Take advantage of the chaos, and loot some stuff>Try to Flee the Building.>Remain calm, and hope the Gunmen act rational and aren't killing people.(Surrender)>[Write-In]
>>6407458>>Try to Flee the Building
>>6407458>Take advantage of the chaos, and loot some stuff
>>6407458>>Take advantage of the chaos, and loot some stuff
