Scarpa Flek calmly rises from the captain’s chair, grabs a carbine from the bulkhead, and heads aft. He fires it at the chittering creature, and the cartridge opens up into a net, securing the hitchhiker to the deck. When its pincers begin cutting at the strands, he fires twice more. 
At which point he abruptly turns back to the bridge to receive an incoming emergency communication. The rebels are able to subdue the creature, caught up in the webbing, though it proves to be surprisingly resistant to their attacks.
Distracted by the daunting task, they still can’t help but notice that their scout ship is turning about.
”This is Scarpa Flek. We are in violation of quarantine. That creature and its ilk are unnatural and must not get out. We return to Watercrest, we hunt. I have spoken.”
 

I won't lie, I'm a bit bummed out that we won't see a fully fledged campaign, but I respect your choice to move on from Star Wars. I wish you good luck with your future endeavors, but until then, I'll gladly see this campaign through to the end.

Following a brief panic, I’ve come to the strange realization that... I’m kinda done with Star Wars- for now at least. I still think it’s unconscionable that this resource is going to just disappear, but I don’t really need it anymore.
In 1977, I was a five year old boy, and the original Star Wars trilogy played a huge role in my childhood. In 2015, I had a five year old son of my own, to experience The Force Awakens with, and revisit the other offerings of the franchise. I picked up an FFG beginner set, and started role playing with him, while he played with his action figures. This forum helped me tremendously in learning the system.
Most recently, my son has taken an interest in Dungeons & Dragons, a game I haven’t played since 2nd edition. I tried to turn him to Genesys, because I love the narrative dice, but he is too interested in the lore. He is ten now, and I have never seen him so interested in reading, as he is with these game books. Familiarizing myself with the phb and dmg, 5e surprisingly seems pretty decent.
The truth is, TLJ and RoS kind of flopped with us. Watchable, certainly, but we have not watched and rewatched them the way we have the other movies. The Disney Plus shows are something to look forward to, but I think we’re finished with childhood movies and action figures.
I suppose it will be hex grids and miniatures for us, for the foreseeable future, so it looks like I will be revisiting another franchise from my youth. I have a new set of rules to learn, so my gaming time will be better spent elsewhere.
As for these PBPs I’m running here, I do not want to just abruptly quit, but the end is in sight. We will be building to a climax in these next five weeks, and drawing to a conclusion, which should coincide (more or less) with the last days of this forum. I understand that knowing the game is ending might effect engagement, but I hope you will all stick with it to the end.
Thank you all for playing with me, and may the force be with you. 

I don't know who's next anymore, but let me know when it's my turn so I may smack that thing around again.

I don't know who's next anymore, but let me know when it's my turn so I may smack that thing around again.

I don't know who's next anymore, but let me know when it's my turn so I may smack that thing around again.

Seeing the med bay becoming crowded, Gren takes advantage of the newly formed wall of "protection" that's filled the room. 
Slinking back behind everyone Gren still holds his light blaster pistol. Peeking past his allies , Gren states the obvious as he squints through his glasses.
"It looks as if it is still alive. It would also seem that it's exoskeleton is offering it quite a bit of protection. Fascinating, really!"
As the Dark Trooper enters the room and space becomes limited, the medic does his best to make sure the human in need of healing remains as secure as possible.
"Please! Please! Do be careful." He begins shouting above the noise to no one in particular.
 

@nline39 Don’t sweat the details. Ask questions, and I will respond, usually in a few hours, or same day. Just don’t forget to check back!

I should have added that this forum is in itself, a tremendous resource. It is where I learned to play, the Force help me. @nline39

I am/was the exact same way. SWFFG is a big leap in my opinion from DnD and it's rough getting used to all the new and different rules. I think the thing that's helped the most for me is just repletion and asking questions.

All good. Coming into a new system can be quite overwhelming at times, regardless of which system it is. Feel free to ask here or in the Discord and we'll try to help you out as much as possible! Though, in the end, it's best to consult the GM themselves.

You know, trying to visualize this whole encounter has led me to two different interpretations:
One in which the Engaged range band is fluid, and all of the characters are moving around whilst keeping a roughly equal distance from each other, with all of the characters scrambling around the ship in a cinematic fight with dynamic choreography.. The other, well.. the range bands are static and we're just standing around the crab, ganging up on it as it tries to flee to short range. Fun times.

You know, trying to visualize this whole encounter has led me to two different interpretations:
One in which the Engaged range band is fluid, and all of the characters are moving around whilst keeping a roughly equal distance from each other, with all of the characters scrambling around the ship in a cinematic fight with dynamic choreography.. The other, well.. the range bands are static and we're just standing around the crab, ganging up on it as it tries to flee to short range. Fun times.

It depends on the day for me, The idea that we are all standing over a turned over crab stomping on it is funny
 

@nline39 Just a reminder that you've yet to resolve your turn with the shot at the Spider-Crab.

My Destiny roll and Initiative; off to a great start!
 
Destiny roll + Initative Against Cra-lien: 1eF+1eP+1eA 2 advantage, 1 Dark Side

Okay then...  looks like the rebel scum dies, filling me with courage (gain a boost on next check)

I want to shoot this thing. Let me know what I need to do!
Assuming Wesk didn't kill it with that kick.
If he did or I'm in danger of hurting Argo, then I obviously wont.

Wesk and Argo were peacefully sitting outside of the med-bay, waiting for their turn to get patched up by the doctor and their new companion, Gren the Bothan. Argo was curled up by the Kyuzo's side, and although its position gave off the impression of relaxing, its upright ear gestured otherwise. Even if the people around them had helped in the escape from Watercrest Outpost, the Anooba didn't exactly feel comfortable around them. Not yet.
On the polar opposite side of the spectrum was Wesk. He sat cross-legged, gently scratching Argo's back as they waited to arrive at their new destination. After the chaotic lift-off, Wesk attempted to talk his companion into being more trusting towards the rest of the crew, whilst also dealing with the conflicting emotions from the past battle. On one hand, he had only attacked to keep them from harming Argo; on the other, they their weapons to stun, meaning they wouldn't have been lethally wounded. He continued pondering on it for a good second until...
A chilling sensation ran down Wesk's spine and Argo's hackles sprouted up like tensed needles, alerting them to the alien presence onboard. Quickly, it leapt from its curled position towards the entrance of the med-bay, acting with a much bigger sense of urgency than Charon or Bon'Uss were displaying. Alerted by Argo's sudden movements, Wesk quickly picked himself up from the ground and followed after Argo, only to find Gren being assaulted by a giant creature, similar to a crab and a spider.
Argo's fight-or-flight reflexes kicked in and it quickly lunged at the creature, using its powerful mandibles to bite it and keep it in place momentarily. Thanks to Argo's help and an inexplicable abrupt surge of strength, Wesk lifted his foot into the air and unleashed a devastating axe kick onto the alien's shell.
CRACK!!!
The sheer blunt trauma created a large fissure on one of its sides, weakening the creature and leaving it to limp through the ship.

Gren stumbles back as something bounds against him.
"Argghhh" The bothan grunts as the creatures claws rip through his thick robes and tears into his furry flesh.
Struggling with the ripped fabric of his robes he can barely get his blaster ready as Wesk comes crashing by with a mighty and powerful kick.
Seeing the damage done, Gren grimaces at his light blaster pistol as he aims it at the crab like alien.
 
 

Oh god, we're really gonna fight a Xenomorph... Good thing I didn't want to live past 30.

Wesk and Argo were peacefully sitting outside of the med-bay, waiting for their turn to get patched up by the doctor and their new companion, Gren the Bothan. Argo was curled up by the Kyuzo's side, and although its position gave off the impression of relaxing, its upright ear gestured otherwise. Even if the people around them had helped in the escape from Watercrest Outpost, the Anooba didn't exactly feel comfortable around them. Not yet.
On the polar opposite side of the spectrum was Wesk. He sat cross-legged, gently scratching Argo's back as they waited to arrive at their new destination. After the chaotic lift-off, Wesk attempted to talk his companion into being more trusting towards the rest of the crew, whilst also dealing with the conflicting emotions from the past battle. On one hand, he had only attacked to keep them from harming Argo; on the other, they their weapons to stun, meaning they wouldn't have been lethally wounded. He continued pondering on it for a good second until...
A chilling sensation ran down Wesk's spine and Argo's hackles sprouted up like tensed needles, alerting them to the alien presence onboard. Quickly, it leapt from its curled position towards the entrance of the med-bay, acting with a much bigger sense of urgency than Charon or Bon'Uss were displaying. Alerted by Argo's sudden movements, Wesk quickly picked himself up from the ground and followed after Argo, only to find Gren being assaulted by a giant creature, similar to a crab and a spider.
Argo's fight-or-flight reflexes kicked in and it quickly lunged at the creature, using its powerful mandibles to bite it and keep it in place momentarily. Thanks to Argo's help and an inexplicable abrupt surge of strength, Wesk lifted his foot into the air and unleashed a devastating axe kick onto the alien's shell.
CRACK!!!
The sheer blunt trauma created a large fissure on one of its sides, weakening the creature and leaving it to limp through the ship.

The only good crit is a crit of 151... Unless it's against me. Then the only good crit is a crit of 1.

3 Ranks of Iron Body say yes to that crit!
Iron Body is a blessing (Critting): 1d100 57
Agonizing Wound (57) : The target increases the difficulty of all Brawn and Agility checks by one until the end of the encounter.

Oh god, we're really gonna fight a Xenomorph... Good thing I didn't want to live past 30.