Firefly: Echoes of War
Quentin (Trip) Tuttle III
Tall, pale and doesn't get out of the engine room much.
“It broke? I can fix that or my name ain’t Quentin Tuttle the Third, which it is.”
Mental: 10 Physical: 8 Social: 6
|Drive||6||Operate||6||Ship Board Computers|
There are a lot of laws you follow. Newton’s second, for example.
x Gain 1 Plot Point when you roll a 4 instead of a 8.
x Applied Physics: When you have the time to calculate the trajectory of your throw, spend 1 PP to double Throw for a roll.
x Rush Job: During a Timed Action that requires repairs or construction, you may take or step up a Shoddy Workmanship Complication to add an extra beat.
Highlighted Skills: Craft, Fix, Throw
The scientific method isn’t just for the lab. It’s a way of life.
x Gain 1 Plot Point when you roll a 4 instead of a 8.
- Eureka!: When you fail a roll trying to gather information or collect data, spend 1 PP to gain a Big Damn Hero Die equal to your Know.
- Hypothesize: Spend 1 PP to create an Asset based on your current hypothesis. Crewmembers who use the Asset can spend 1 PP to step it up after a successful Action, to a d10 maximum. If any Action with the Asset fails, remove it from play.
Highlighted Skills: Craft, Fix, Fly
Where do you get all these wonderful toys?
x Gain 1 Plot Point when you roll a 4instead of a 8.
- Early Adopter: When you encounter a new technological marvel, step back Focus for the scene and create a representative d8 Asset.
- Familiar Controls: Step up Operate the first time you use a piece of tech that is similar to one of your Signature Assets.
Highlighted Skills: Drive, Fly, Operate
Alliance Combat Knife 8
I took this knife from the cold dead hands of a POW guard… That’s not true I bought it at a gas station on Beaumonde. It is a really nice knife through. Well balanced and sharp.
Journals and Adventure Logs
ALLIANCE POW CAMP 047
POW #: 170100895
NAME: Quentin Tuttle III
HEIGHT: 1.9 m
WEIGHT: 81.0 kg
KNOWN ASSOCIATES: Chen Yun, Daniel Thorn Jr. M.D. (Unconfirmed)
CURRENT LOCATION: Unknown
The following is an unredacted transcript of a note found in Prisoner 170100895’s cell shortly after his escape.
Shun-sheng duh gao-wahn I’m humped… good. I’ve been locked in this shiong mao niao POW camp for over 3 months now. Found some loose sheets of paper and I’ve been writing some stuff down in case I don’t make and someone finds it, at least then they will know I was here.
As one might expect the conditions here are not excellent. I once tried to send back my dinner and instead got beating for my trouble. The service here definitely could use some improvement and then of course there’s the smell. It smells bad. But no I’m getting ahead of myself.
My name is Quentin Tuttle the Third. As you might assume my father is also named Quentin Tuttle and no surprise his father was also named Quentin Tuttle. But only my mother calls me Quentin everyone else pretty much just calls me Trip. Get it? Trip? The third… As in triple. Trip. Nevermind it’s not nearly as clever when you have to explain it. How did I, Trip the great engineer end up in a POW camp you ask? Well, let me tell you.
Now I’m not going to lie to you I had a pretty good life growing up. My family was well off. My dad was a lawyer, my mom a doctor. We lived on Ariel in the White star system. I went to the best schools, had lots of friends , I even kissed a really pretty girl once. I mean I’ve kissed other girls before and since but this one was really pretty, REALLY anyway I digress. What I’m trying to get across is that I had a really good life, that is until the Unification War broke out.
Now my family was never very political. We followed the news, saw the talking heads on the vids but it was never really a big deal for us. Or at least I should say for my parents. Now me, on the other hand, being the big idiot that I am decided that I was going to join the Alliance military. Help spread civilization across the verse. Did I mention that I was an idiot?
The first year or so in the service was okay. I got along good with most folks. They trained me how to fix engines . Gave me a spiffy purple uniform and sent me out to die. Those ching-wah tsao duh liou mahng. Now do you remember how I said that my family was not very political? Well, after I join the service that all changed. My father began to speak out against Unification. Live and let live he said. Now it probably would have stopped then and there except it was not just Unification that my father spoke out against. He became quite hostile toward the Alliance government. And as any brown coat will tell you that can be a might dangerous.
Now I don’t know for sure but I would reckon that a few go tsao de men in expensive suits spoke with my father asking him to not quite complain so loudly. And knowing my father, he would have told them to shove it. Now my father is known quite well in our home city. He has a fair amount of influence. He is not the type of person that can simply disappear. So seeing that their usual tactics would not work against my father they came up with a brilliant alternative. This is where I come into the story. Yep before you know it I was snatched off the sweet ship I was stationed on and thrown into this shee-niou hell hole. I assume that as long as he is quite, I stay breathing. That is of course if my paperwork is not lost. You know how bureaucracies are.
And that really is kind of the end of the story. I’m still here. I don’t want to be here. Did I mention the smell? On the up side I have met some really nice people, or person I should say. And Chen wants to get out of here as much as I do. We are working on a plan, all we need is one good distraction and then me and Chen are off this rock. If we don’t make this note is my back up plan. Its not a very good back up plan but is all I got left.