Something weird, something wonderful...

I want to roll up a community, an asteroid settlement. Random age and gender, age is least out of two % rolls, so 78, 18 is an 18 year old teenager... And a girl because 18 is less than 78? 18, 78 would be an 18 year old boy.

"What's the trouble, shipmate?"

I grabbed this from a short Wednesday's Universe story about a crew of scavengers just back from a bad mission, although how bad could it have been, they got back...

(I'd be very dead for saying that to my POV character. As in blood on the walls, kicked to pieces, and yet he says this to his youngest shipmate and proceeds to claw his way back from the void in little steps, for her, and for his captain and sister.)

There's a type of space adventure about crew as family which I learned off of 'Citizen of the Galaxy', and I will return to the well until I die...

So, story prompt, what's the trouble, shipmate?

So I have a strange old world for my solo RPG session, or rather I need to roll one up!

89 and 43 is a planet with 89% of Earth's surface area in ocean, because it's the largest number, and 43% of Earth's surface area as land, and add together for 132% of Earth's surface area, total. This is my quick and dirty world building trick with % dice, using my stopwatch function on the cell. A third larger and  probably more massive and dense, call it 16 or more likely 15% larger in diameter, about 20% more gravity? And about 60% more mass. More land, probably deeper seas and definitely a thicker atmosphere with a PPO2 of .2 bar and a PPN2 of 2.1 bar, 2.3 Earth atmospheres. Thick and probably causes problems long term, or short term...

So, a solo RPG group on a merchant tramp starship spacing between strange old worlds for fun and profit. Need to find jobs and deal with trouble, repairs, etc.

Pilot/astrogator, engineer, life support system tech, medic, broker, muscle, super cargo, steward, etc. many hats, a few PCs.

Pilot and astrogator wins 'The Lucky Star' in a poker game but borrowed his betting money from his service buddy. Made an enemy, got a partner, actually two, his engineer buddy and her wife, a nurse/paramedic. They need to fix up LS, or Stella, which is barely habitable and has many issues. The couple borrows the pilot to get a family started and now he's the third wheel in a group marriage...

Turn the kettle on...

Transmigration into so fantasy setting. We run a mill, but it's famine times, gotta find some way to support wife, kids, mother and widowed sister with her kids...

That's at least seven dependents, two sets of kids plural plus three female relatives, but we need to turn them into units of production, even the kiddos!

I'm Thorn, my wife is Hilda, my mom is Eleanor, my dead elder brother was Thacko, his widow is Grace. My wife and I, our kids are Elsa and Splinter, my brother and sister in laws kids are Quarrel, Hope and Happy, five kids under marriage high, three boys and two girls.

There's a 70% chance that this is an ark ship...

55, yes!