Traveller: Sinharaja Sector (in-character thread)

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"How large? And what items are subject to being declared?", Volodimir inquires. He's ready to present his ID, but he's not sure whether his gun, or the money in his wallet, should be subject to declaration.
 
I left my guns and knife behind. I present my ID.
 
"How large? And what items are subject to being declared?", Volodimir inquires. He's ready to present his ID, but he's not sure whether his gun, or the money in his wallet, should be subject to declaration.
"No foreign foods, beverages, plants, or animals are allowed into the station. No portable energy weapons are allowed into the station. All weapons must be declared and inspected to verify whether they meet the criteria. Your money will be lost at the casino soon enough. But don't worry, credit is easy to obtain and the mines can always use more indebted laborers."
 
"Wow! Pretty blunt pitch" Nils laughs.

"Is this okay?" He presents his shotgun for inspection.
 
"Wow! Pretty blunt pitch" Nils laughs.

"Is this okay?" He presents his shotgun for inspection.
"It's not an energy weapon," the official says. "Just be forewarned, get in trouble with that thing and it's the mines or the death penalty if you're found guilty. Personally I'd prefer death over the mines."
 
"I understand officer" Nils says with a curt nod.

After he passes through he'll ask Bai about the mines and what exactly is so terrible about them.
 
"I understand officer" Nils says with a curt nod.

After he passes through he'll ask Bai about the mines and what exactly is so terrible about them.
"Lung disease from radioactive particles, for one. Fungus and spores, for another."
 
"Sounds like a charming place. I wouldn't mind seeing a few people delivered there...", Volodimir nods. He hands his revolver for inspection.
"Nothing else to declare, obviously...by the way - for those of us with some extravagant habits - what drugs can be obtained legally on this station? Are there any restrictions?"
 
"Sounds like a charming place. I wouldn't mind seeing a few people delivered there...", Volodimir nods. He hands his revolver for inspection.
"Nothing else to declare, obviously...by the way - for those of us with some extravagant habits - what drugs can be obtained legally on this station? Are there any restrictions?"
"What can't? Why should we care what you do to yourself as long as you have money for the casino?"
 
"What can't? Why should we care what you do to yourself as long as you have money for the casino?"
"Fair enough, but I'd rather be on the safe side than learn about local laws too late", Volodimir shrugs.
 
"Everybody's clear," says the head customs officer. "Pass through the hatch into the main concourse."
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Upon seeing the group successfully clear customs, Trip will run join them bringing the SMG and declaring it
 
"I'd suggest finding a lounge or something. You know, where wealthy people might congregate...plan vengeance, or finances-related actions...need strongarm specialists..."
 
"Lung disease from radioactive particles, for one. Fungus and spores, for another."
"Well sounds like a barrel of laughs. We'll steer clear of that then"

"I'd suggest finding a lounge or something. You know, where wealthy people might congregate...plan vengeance, or finances-related actions...need strongarm specialists..."
"Lounge sounds good Commander. Hopefully given our attire we aren't refused entry"

Nils looks for a window just to get a look at the planet itself.
 
Assuming no issues with customs Trip catches up with the group.
 
"Well sounds like a barrel of laughs. We'll steer clear of that then"


"Lounge sounds good Commander. Hopefully given our attire we aren't refused entry"

Nils looks for a window just to get a look at the planet itself.
"You're the commander now. Get used to it, I'm just suggesting ideas."
 
I look for a map panel to view the layout of the casino. 'Where to now?'
"I'd suggest finding a lounge or something. You know, where wealthy people might congregate...plan vengeance, or finances-related actions...need strongarm specialists..."

As you continue through the corridor you pass several slot machines and electronic roulette wheels before coming to a large bay windiw with a view of Saffron. The planet is pockmarked, yellow, and unprepossessing. On the opposite wall is a heavily stylized cutaway diagram showing the eight levels of the space station. You're currently on Level 5, as indicated by a big red dot reading YOU ARE HERE. You quickly note that it's impossible for visitors to get anywhere on the station without passing through a casino or by automated gambling machines.
  1. Administration/Employee Accommodations
  2. VIP Casino/Lounge/Dining/Entertainment
  3. VIP Guest Accommodations
  4. Casino/Lounge/Dining/Entertainment
  5. Docking Bays/Storage
  6. Casino/Lounge/Dining/Entertainment
  7. General Guest Accommodations
  8. Powerhouse/Storage
 
Nils feels a little rush of excitement thinking of what they might find here.

"Let's check out Levels 4 & 6, get the lay of the land and a general impression of the place. Two to each floor. I'll head to Level 6"
 
"Comms Check" Trip types into his comms unit to all the crew.

"Might not be a bad idea to check out who's arrived and leaving soon" Trip says pointing to level 5.
 
"Being found near the Guest Accommodations might be interpreted poorly", Volodimir types back.
 
"Right then, let's meet up in an hour or two and see what we've learned. Eloise you're the pilot, in your career as a scout you must be pretty familiar with scoping out the docks. Wanna stay here on 5th or head to the lounges?"
 
‘Let’s head to the lounges first,’ I say.
 
Volodimir heads towards level 4.
 
"I'll take a look around this level and meet up with the folks going to level 4." Trip says before heading out to look around.
 
As you proceed down the corridor to the elevator banks, you see a huge monitor above the shiny silver elevators. The monitor displays an elegantly-attired middle-aged man speaking with his hands in Latin fashion and smiling broadly as the public address system booms, “Welcome to the Lucky Star Hotel & Casino, a wholly owned subsidiary of Saavedra Entertainment. I am Don Saavedra, at your service. I invite you to experience fine dining at Le Dauphin Bleu, rated four stars in the Michelin Guide! Place a bet to win, place, or show on a specially-imported Ouarzazate dromedary at the Sheik Abdel al-Uzza Memorial Racetrack! Experience sensual pleasure beyond measure from an expert leisure aide! Dance the night away to live music at the Kaki Gila Discothèque! Witness the spectacular illusions of the Amazing Tachibana in the Starlight Theatre! If you need any assistance, depress the shining red buttons conveniently placed throughout the satellite and a pleasure counselor will promptly assist you. And if you are dissatisfied in any way, please be aware that every pleasure counselor aboard this satellite reports directly to me.”
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Don Saavedra

There are four elevators, but the one on the far right has an EMPLOYEES ONLY notice on its doors and appears to require a special code for operation.
‘Let’s head to the lounges first,’ I say.
Nils nods to Eloise and heads for Level 6.
The elevator doors open directly into a busy club with scantily-clad performers dancing on a small stage, numerous vid screens displaying various sports events and other entertainment programs, and thumping dance music over which you can barely hear anyone unless his words are shouted. Additionally, a laser light show of rainbow colors makes it difficult to get a good look at anything in the dark club as what you view is at one moment in shadow, another moment tinged green, and the next moment tinged red, and so on.
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An attractive young woman approaches you and says, "Welcome! I'm Pleasure Counselor Wan. How may I assist you?"
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Pleasure Counselor Wan
Volodimir heads towards level 4.
Your elevator doors open into a large tropical-themed restaurant with a view of space. Servers busily attend to customers. Only a few tables are unoccupied.
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As you move forward, an attractive young woman approaches you and says, "Welcome! I'm Pleasure Counselor Tieu. How may I assist you?"
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Pleasure Counselor Tieu
"I'll take a look around this level and meet up with the folks going to level 4." Trip says before heading out to look around.
Looking around, you realize you can either take an elevator to another level or return back the way you came. As you determine your next move, an attractive young woman approaches you and says, "Welcome! I'm Pleasure Counselor Tri. How may I assist you?"
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Pleasure Counselor Tri
Did you all just leave Bai to her own devices?
 
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Trip will not be leaving Bai alone. If the others don't take her with them he'll say "Your with me then for the time being. Please don't try anything foolish."
 
"Thank you uhm....pleasure counsellor...just having a look around" Nils says to Wan as he then moves on to see what kind of sporting events are on display.
 
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Did you all just leave Bai to her own devices?
Totally not, Volodimir would wave at her to follow. Remember that I stated explicitly that he's not planning to leave her with Trip?

"I could think of many ways, Pleasure Councilor Tieu, but let's focus on the important ones...", Volodimir smiles, showing it's a joke.
"First of all, you could inform me - who should I contact if, hypothetically, I was to represent a small group of men with military experience looking for work? And before you ask, no, we're not out of money, so the mines are not an option. We'd prefer....specialist work."
He looks her in the eyes.
"By the way, I forgot to ask, but...I hope that your contract allows you to receive a cut of the profits, should your recommendation turn out to be useful?"
 
"Thank you uhm....pleasure councillor...just having a look around" Nils says to Wan as he then moves on to see what kind of sporting events are on display.
You see what appears to be a camel race underway on one monitor, a zero-gravity handball game on another, nude women's mud-wrestling on a third, and what looks to be gladiatorial combat on another. However, the volume on each is too low to hear the color commentary over the crowd in club.
Totally not, Volodimir would wave at her to follow. Remember that I stated explicitly that he's not planning to leave her with Trip?

"I could think of many ways, Pleasure Councilor Tieu, but let's focus on the important ones...", Volodimir smiles, showing it's a joke.

"First of all, you could inform me - who should I contact if, hypothetically, I was to represent a small group of men with military experience looking for work? And before you ask, no, we're not out of money, so the mines are not an option. We'd prefer....specialist work."

He looks her in the eyes.

"By the way, I forgot to ask, but...I hope that your contract allows you to receive a cut of the profits, should your recommendation turn out to be useful?"
Okay, Bai is with Volodimir at the restaurant.

"All employment inquiries must be directed to human resources at the Administration Level," she helpfully replies.
 
I’m a bit nervous leaving Bai with Trip.
’What do you suggest?’ I ask the Pleasure Consular with a wink.
 
I’m a bit nervous leaving Bai with Trip.

’What do you suggest?’ I ask the Pleasure Consular with a wink
"Café Bleu is offering a special where you can eat free for the duration of your stay in exchange for broadcast rights to a live feed from your hotel room. It's a very popular option for travelers on a budget!" she enthuses. "And, confidentially," she adds with an exaggerated wink, "it has led to some job opportunities for especially attractive guests as well!"
 
As you proceed down the corridor to the elevator banks, you see a huge monitor above the shiny silver elevators. The monitor displays an elegantly-attired middle-aged man speaking with his hands in Latin fashion and smiling broadly as the public address system booms, “Welcome to the Lucky Star Hotel & Casino, a wholly owned subsidiary of Saavedra Entertainment. I am Don Saavedra, at your service. I invite you to experience fine dining at Le Dauphin Bleu, rated four stars in the Michelin Guide! Place a bet to win, place, or show on a specially-imported Ouarzazate dromedary at the Sheik Abdel al-Uzza Memorial Racetrack! Experience sensual pleasure beyond measure from an expert leisure aide! Dance the night away to live music at the Kaki Gila Discothèque! Witness the spectacular illusions of the Amazing Tachibana in the Starlight Theatre! If you need any assistance, depress the shining red buttons conveniently placed throughout the satellite and a pleasure counselor will promptly assist you. And if you are dissatisfied in any way, please be aware that every pleasure counselor aboard this satellite reports directly to me.”
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Don Saavedra

There are four elevators, but the one on the far right has an EMPLOYEES ONLY notice on its doors and appears to require a special code for operation.


The elevator doors open directly into a busy club with scantily-clad performers dancing on a small stage, numerous vid screens displaying various sports events and other entertainment programs, and thumping dance music over which you can barely hear anyone unless his words are shouted. Additionally, a laser light show of rainbow colors makes it difficult to get a good look at anything in the dark club as what you view is at one moment in shadow, another moment tinged green, and the next moment tinged red, and so on.
An attractive young woman approaches you and says, "Welcome! I'm Pleasure Counselor Wan. How may I assist you?"
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Pleasure Counselor Wan

Your elevator doors open into a large tropical-themed restaurant with a view of space. Servers busily attend to customers. Only a few tables are unoccupied.
As you move forward, an attractive young woman approaches you and says, "Welcome! I'm Pleasure Counselor Tieu. How may I assist you?"
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Pleasure Counselor Tieu

Looking around, you realize you can either take an elevator to another level or return back the way you came. As you determine your next move, an attractive young woman approaches you and says, "Welcome! I'm Pleasure Counselor Tri. How may I assist you?"
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Pleasure Counselor Tri
Did you all just leave Bai to her own devices?
Hello Tri. Don't take this personally but I'd like to get out of here. We had issues with the ship. Know anyone leaving soon looking for crew?
 
Nils looks at the counsellor in shock at the suggestion. To break what to him is an awkward situation he asks a question that had been on his mind.

"So...uhm...how does one earn VIP status counsellor?"
 
Hello Tri. Don't take this personally but I'd like to get out of here. We had issues with the ship. Know anyone leaving soon looking for crew?
"I'm afraid that's outside my purview, but if you visit Administration or the Port Authority at the top level I'm certain they can assist you."
 
Nils looks at the counsellor in shock at the suggestion. To break what to him is an awkward situation he asks a question that had been on his mind.

"So...uhm...how does one earn VIP status counsellor?"
"A simple deposit of a million credits with the Lucky Star Bank is all it takes!" she happily replies. She whips out a hand computer and says, "I can handle the deposit remotely if you're ready."
 
'Not now honey, maybe later,' I say. 'Any big rollers looking for company?' I try to pretend that I don't have weeks of spacewear all over me.
 
"I was hoping for a less formal way...and talking with people who wouldn't offer me a contract for working on the planet. Which I suspect your HR might do", Volodimir frowned.
 
'Not now honey, maybe later,' I say. 'Any big rollers looking for company?' I try to pretend that I don't have weeks of spacewear all over me.
"I'm sure there are, but you'll need to register as a union sex worker with up in Administration before you can ply your trade. They don't appreciate competition from 'independent contractors,' so watch yourself if you try to go it solo." Gesturing to Nils, she adds, "He looks more like a twink than a pimp--am I right? Either eay, he'll have to register as well."
 
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