SERENITY RPG-GOOSE AND THE GORRAM SHEEP

Saturday, August 18, 2007 2:35:14 AM

We're still discussing the heist of the El Dorado, but in the meantime another of Silas's wiseass contacts, a little man with a BIG ego, tells us he needs a load of livestock picked up. We were worried about another cattle run, but we find out its sheep, bound for St. Albans and Goose says this is good because sheep have smallish droppings. Goose doesn't know sheep apparently.

We get 130 of the wooly buggers loaded without much incident. A point is made that the sheep with the horns is acting all uppity and getting the rest of the herd stirred up, which doesn't real good, a sheep stampede, maybe not as bad as cattle, but we're worried.

So captain has our mech fashion a pen, thinking to keep the ram seperated from the herd. But nobody's too keen on getting that guy in the pen, so Goose volunteers thinking to get some brute strength working, grab that guy up and dump him over the fence.

I have to roll to get him and he's all waving his horns at Goose, trying to make himself big, and tough. My first roll is actually a dodge, 'cause he charges her, but on his second pass she makes the grab and now has him around his legs, lifing him up. It's my plan to get him spun around, get his hind legs up in a wheelbarrow and either push or drag him toward the pen. My gamemaster asks if I do anything else, but I can't seem to explain what I'm doing well enough because I'm told that the gorram sheep headbutts Goose since she's not in dodge mode.

Of course she drops the sheep and falls, stunned, to the floor.

Been living out in the black for 'bout 6 months, have killed men and reavers, beaten guys to unrecognizabilty with a bar stool and my bare hands, and wind up getting stunned by a piece of gosah sheep.

Jeb, our first officer has watched the whole thing (in fact the whole crew has watched this) and comes down to get Goose outta there before the ram gets any other ideas. He goes to take Goose by her arm and lead her up to the catwalk.

Goose is thinking hard as the world comes back into focus, remembering how the ram was stirring up all the other sheep, making a ton of noise and acting all dominant, thinking he's better than folks trying to get him out of harms way and some angry force in her head just snaps. She yanks out of Jebs grip and launches herself at the sheep, tumbling him off his bitty hooves in a flying tackle. Even though he's kicking like mad she manages to get all his legs wound up like he's hog tied and then starts wailing on his jaw with her free fist, til his big ol' sheepy head explodes like a melon.

Then she yells, "JEB, WE'RE HAVING MUTTON FOR DINNER!!!!"

There was some more of the game after we got to St. Albans, Doc offered more free care, B(our mechanic) built a part to get the miner's equipment working again, but me and my hubby had to leave early, so if more exciting stuff happened afterwards, I guess I wouldn't know about it unless someone emails me.