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This trusty old d8 got a lot of use this weekend. |
So, my 12 year old decided to make up a Star Wars role playing game! I spent more time of my youth creating half-baked RPGs and wargames than I ever spent actually playing the darn things. So, I guess the beer can doesn't fall far from the trailer.
The mechanics were very light. Very light. Basically, everything requires taking a test on a d8 roll, with 1 an epic fail, 8 a smashing victory, and everything else a gradation in between. You got a +1 on the die result if you used one of your character's skills, and -1 if you tripped up on a weakness.
We played three Younglings whisked off to the Jedi Academy during the Clone Wars. Below are our character sheets.
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Sheet Tiino |
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Sol Keetau |
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Teech. Just Teech. |
We rolled for everything, from eating lunch (I threw up), to flight maneuvers in a mass battle simulation (I threw up), to sleeping the night through without nightmares (I did not, thankfully, throw up).
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Having survived a simulation in which he shot down a dozen vulture droids, entered a Separatist space ship, fought General Grevious, blew up the power core and escaped, earned this youngling a "You're a Star!" sticker. |
Unfortunately, the game degenerated when the two boys got into an argument over whether a large spaceship could have six engines on the outside, or only one large one on the inside. Alas, such is life.
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