Spacemon: Frontier – Chapter 4: Laying Low

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Welcome to another exciting installment of Spacemon, the tale of a Pokemon TRPG campaign! This is a spinoff of the sci-fi space epic played using the Pokemon Tabletop United (PTU) system, this time GMed by yours truly. You can get caught up on the entire Spacemon saga here!

Spacemon: Frontier - Chapter 4: Laying Low

As Axel and his crewmates stepped back aboard the Maverick, the sound of the captain arguing with someone over the comm network could be heard echoing down the ship’s main corridor. Curious to see what was going on, Axel passed through the living quarters to the communications array, his two crewmates close behind. There he found the captain staring down a gruff looking man in a cowboy hat on the display.

“You owe me, Drake,” the man sneered, his voice raspy.

“I don’t owe you shit, Rooker,” Cyrus retorted. “I had nothing to do with what happened to your cargo. If anything, you owe me.”

The man laughed. “That’s real funny.” Then his face formed into a menacing scowl. “If you don’t pay me back for that shipment, I’ll find you and kill you myself.”

“If that’s how you wanna play it, fine. I’ll be waiting for you.” With that, the captain hung up and the display went dark.

“What the hell was that about?” Axel asked. “Who was that?”

Cyrus turned to face his crew. “That … was Anton Rooker.”

The name sounded vaguely familiar to Axel, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. “Who?” the mercenary asked.

“He runs a smuggling ring. Big name in this corner of the Galaxy. He’s the reason we’re in this mess.”

Axel felt anger surging as he jumped to a conclusion. “So you were smuggling spice for him?” he asked.

“What?” the captain asked, surprised. “No. Of course not. The Federation mixed our cargo up with his on Paso.”

“So, can’t we just call the Federation up and explain what happened?” Ace asked.

“I’m afraid it’s not that simple,” Cyrus said. “We didn’t exactly do ourselves any favors by running the way we did. They really don’t have any reason to believe us. Worse yet, now Rooker’s after us.”

“What for?” Axel asked. “We didn’t do anything to him.”

The captain sighed. “It may not be our fault, but the bastard’s still blaming us for it.”

“Is there any way for us to clear this up?” Taraka asked.

Cyrus shook his head. “No easy way.”

“Don’t tell me we have to steal the spice back,” Taraka said.

“That’s a bad idea. We don’t need to give the Federation another reason to be mad at us. I think the best thing for us to do right now is lay low while we figure out how to deal with Rooker … and with the Federation. We’re going to be stuck in this sector for a while.”

“In the meantime, is there anything we can do to make up for lost time and money?” Taraka asked.

The captain stroked his facial scruff, a thoughtful look on his face. “We could try to pick up some more jobs, get the money we were supposed to get for our delivery. It hasn’t been long enough for word to have reached some of the more remote planets in the sector. We’re gonna need more money for sure if we’re gonna take on Rooker.”

“Sounds like a solid plan to me,” Axel said.

“Indeed,” Taraka agreed.

“Alright then,” the captain said. “Let’s get moving. Anya!”

“Yes, captain?” the Maverick’s pilot asked, poking her head out of the cockpit.

“Find us a civilized planet in the sector, as far from Paso as possible.”

“You got it, boss.”


It was quiet aboard the Maverick as the ship dropped out of warp space in the Luminae system. Most of the members of the crew were relaxing in their quarters, trying to get some shuteye while the ship was in transit. Seeing that the ship had arrived at its destination, Captain Cyrus Drake stepped out of his room and made his way to the cockpit.

“Morning, Anya,” the captain said as he took a seat.

“Sleep well?” the pilot asked.

“As well as one can, knowing there’s a bunch of pissed off smugglers after them,” Cyrus said with a laugh.

“Fair enough.”

Cyrus watched out the viewport as the planet Meridian drew nearer. The Maverick’s captain had been to the planet before and remembered it being quite beautiful. The planet’s northern and southern poles were covered in majestic mountainous regions which gave way to lush forests and, near the planet’s equator, what could only be described as a tropical paradise. Both of these regions made it a popular vacation destination for rich folks, for both summer and winter activities. Being the only civilized planet in this corner of Sector 32, it was also a major hub for Outer Rim traders and merchants. Most importantly, Meridian’s colonies were all funded by private Alliance corporations, meaning there was minimal direct involvement from the Federation. That made it the perfect place for the Maverick crew to try to pick up a new job in their current predicament.

After breaking through the atmosphere, the Maverick flew over one of the planet’s beautiful deep blue oceans, then a vibrant tropical jungle, eventually arriving at the colony known as Fortuna. Cyrus reached for the comms as the ship set down on a landing pad in the colony’s spaceport.

“Alright, boys,” the captain announced. “Time to get to work. We’ve got a job to find.” He then pushed himself up out of his seat and headed off to the cargo bay to meet up with his crew.

“Think we’ll find something on this rock, boss?” Axel asked as they walked down the ramp.

“Hopefully,” the captain replied.

As they stepped out onto the platform, the crew was greeted with a beautiful vista. Fortuna’s spaceport was nestled along the edge of a massive cliffside, and the landing pads were suspended above the jungle valley below, overlooking a winding river that flowed out toward the ocean. It was quite a sight to behold.

“What a pleasant view,” Ace commented.

“You said it, pal,” Cyrus said, patting his robotic crewmate on the shoulder. “But, unfortunately, we don’t have time to see the sights.”

Cyrus led his crew off the landing pad toward the spaceport main hub, stopping briefly to pay the docking fee. There were several other people milling about, presumably crewmembers of the various ships that were also docked in Fortuna’s spaceport. The Maverick crew moved through the crowd, into the port’s indoor atrium where various merchants and traders had set up stalls to sell their wares.

“Where do we find a job in a place like this?” Taraka asked, looking around the atrium.

“Colonies like this usually have job boards — usually in the spaceport — where colonists can request goods and services from the crews of passing ships, from people like us.”

“Where might we find this job board?” Ace asked.

“Should be somewhere around here somewhere … Aha! There.” The captain spotted the job board against the far wall and began walking in that direction, his crew following behind.

Cyrus approached the board, then began scrolling through its holographic display. “Let’s see what we’ve got here … exotic foods … supply run … transport …” Looking through the list of jobs, the Maverick’s captain wasn’t finding much in the way of work that didn’t require traveling to worlds with strong Federation presence or dealing with people directly for long stretches of time. Those jobs wouldn’t do them much good if they wanted to keep a low profile.

Suddenly, one job caught Cyrus’s eye. “Now that’s interesting,” he muttered.

“What is it?” Axel asked.

“Peter Baker.”

“Who the hell is Peter Baker?”

“He’s this eccentric Alliance billionaire who lives here on Meridian. He’s probably Fortuna’s biggest funder.”

“What’s someone like that doing posting on a public job board?”

Cyrus stoked his facial scruff. “That’s the million credit question, isn’t it?” he asked. “What a peculiar job request it is too …”

“What’s the job?” Axel asked.

“He’s looking for someone to visit this planet on the far reaches of the sector. Apparently surveys have detected some sort of ruins on the planet and he wants someone to acquire some sort of ancient tech from them.”

“Isn’t that a job for archaeologists? I’m sure this Baker guy can afford to fund an expedition.”

“I’m sure he could, but I’m sure he has his reasons. He is known to be eccentric after all. It’s a little sketchy, sure, but it’s all totally legal … and the pay is good, so …”

“I say we take the job,” Taraka chimed in. “I would like to investigate these ruins as well. Maybe it will hold the key to my holoscroll.”

“Or my past,” Ace spoke up.

“I guess it’s settled then,” Cyrus said. The captain reached out to claim the job. “What’s the worst that could happen?”


Notes: Short chapter this time. In fact, it was short enough that I wrote the whole thing over the course of one day, not including the time spent listening through the session recording to make the outline which I did a few days beforehand. For pacing reasons it made sense to make this its own chapter since it doesn’t make sense to combine either of the two scenes with the previous chapter or the next chapter. After wrapping up the combat encounter from the previous session, I fed the players a little bit of a plot hook explaining what the cargo mix-up was all about, introducing our first antagonist, Anton Rooker. The party decided they wanted to pick up another job to get some money in order to prepare for taking Rooker on, so they hit up a civilized planet. This session, I had my planet generator macro in Roll20 ready to go, so I tried it out, giving us Meridian, a planet with tropical biomes and snowy mountain biomes. One of my favorite things about using a planet generator is taking the info it spits out and using it to create an interesting planet description. Writing up the descriptions of Meridian for this chapter was a lot of fun. This part of the session was all kind of made up as I went along since I wanted to work on improv GMing with this campaign. Since I was still kind of getting a feel for it, it was a little rough for the session, but the players were supportive about it, and I got to touch it all up in going back to write the chapter. It’s just one of those things you get better at as you go along, and I definitely improved over the course of the campaign.


Post-Chapter Challenge: Since we introduced the planet generator in this chapter, how about I tell you how it works and then base a challenge around it? The one I use for this campaign randomly selects two biomes from a list of biomes, as well as a Pokemon type that is common on the planet, which I then use to describe the planet. For instance, if the generator spit out Arctic and Mountain for biomes and Fire for type, I’d say the planet is a cold, snowy planet with volcanic mountain ranges. It might also lead to interesting type-shifted Pokemon, perhaps an Ice/Fire Mamoswine or something like that. My challenge for you is to pick two biomes and a Pokemon type and use them to describe a cool planet. Since the campaign is still ongoing, your planet might make an appearance if I like what I see.


That does it for this chapter. As always the Spacemon gang and I will be monitoring the comments to foster discussion and answer any questions. Feel free to give feedback and critiques of the writing so I can improve it for the future, or just leave a comment with what you think about what went down in this chapter or what you think might happen next! You can also revisit past chapters, check out the rest of the Spacemon saga, join the Spacemon Discord server, or like our Facebook page to stay updated on all things Spacemon! Click here for the next exciting installment of Spacemon: Frontier!

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@peepso_user_136(DragonStorm247)
Kinda just made up a planet for the last one, but I'll do another one.

I just rolled Volcanic/Marsh (Ghost) ...

Viridity is a world covered in thick vegetation and algae which thrives in heat. Nearly annual volcanic eruptions regularly melt the snowcaps of Viridity's natural mountain ranges, flooding the lowlands below. The planet's highly active geology also results in numerous steam geysers commonly erupting within the wetlands. Due to the obstruction of sunlight by the steam clouds from these geysers as well as the thick foliage, the algae of this world have adapted to feed off the thermal energy of the volcanic vents themselves; a rare variant of the Paras line with the Flash Fire Ability can be found on Viridity. Scans of the planet have revealed the existence of ancient ruins beneath the surface, likely buried by volcanic eruptions long ago. These ruins contain many Ghost Pokemon and geothermal power harvesters, some of which are speculated to still function ...
@peepso_user_45(DisturbedShadow)
@peepso_user_136(DragonStorm247) sounds like a good plot hook for a side quest
9 months ago
@peepso_user_2076(Shadows_Interceptor)
Post chapter challenge: Let’s go with ocean/tropical forest with normal as the type. Kotheica is a planet primarily covered by ocean where the only landmasses of habitable size are archipelagos that span the equatorial region. The environment on the islands is particularly suited to growing coffee and the farmers who settled the planet to take advantage of it brought with them a selection of feline pokemon, primarily common normal types, for companionship and pest control. These pokemon quickly asserted themselves as top predators on the islands and with the help of their human counterparts spread across the archipelagos, decimating the native pokemon populations as they went. Several coffee plantations also keep semi domesticated packs of zigzagoon and linoone used in the creation of specialty coffee.
@peepso_user_2076(Shadows_Interceptor)
@peepso_user_136(DragonStorm247) kopi luak, or civet coffee, is a very expensive and uniquely flavorful type of coffee (allegedly, I've never had it) made from coffee cherries that have gone through the digestive tract of the Asian palm civet. Zigzagoon and linoone were the closest Pokemon approximation I could think of to a civet.
@peepso_user_136(DragonStorm247)
@peepso_user_2076(Shadows_Interceptor) Huh. The more you learn
5 months ago
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