It can actually be pretty boring when the dice always go your way, which is a deep statement about life if you ask me. Most actions in D&D require a roll of base 15 to roll successfully and you can either lower that with spells or situational modifiers, or you can raise your own roll with modifiers. Being that Carl has been playing Wash for over two years, I figure he’s probably got several mods to his piloting skills… I’m guessing he rolled a 2.
Still working on the text but I’ve figured out how to keep from getting the bad pixilation of my images as I did before (it was an obvious solution, of course). And yes, I will be making lots of references to other scifi film/tv and the usual gamer fare… why? Because I’ve never been in a game session that hasn’t gone five minutes with this happening in real life. It is my running gag.
DM: Alright, we keep going, but I want to mix things up. I’ll have something next session. Let’s finish this quest up.
Mal: I think we can live with that. So, we connected the cargo to the wires without bumbling. That took a round. Let’s get going before the cruiser gets here.
DM: Roll dex for the next four rounds of your ascent.
Mal: Well, that was uneventful.
Jayne: After everything we had to go through to get the coordinates to the wreck site I like the idea of a nice smooth loot.
Mal: Yeah. Wash, we’re secure. Get us out of here.
Wash: Will do.
Wash: Um… 11… with mods.
DM: In the immortal words of Captain Pike: ‘Did you leave the parking brake on?’