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Manning gives a muffled snarl, then points a finger at Christine. "You're that district attorney! You put my brother away for 20 years!" "THIS IS THE POLICE. COME OUT OF THE BUILDING WITH YOUR HANDS UP" bellows from outside. Through the front windows, you can see a good half-doze...

Ok, when we have one more TASS agent (maybe Arben? he said he was interested), we can start things. I will NPC the others, and if people want to join in later then they can just take over them.

Character information for those two have been sent out.

As this is a module for convention games with existing pregen characters, we don't have to worry about character generation. Each player will get their stats, background and other information sent to them separately, I will just post up the physical descriptions on here. There are two groups of char...

While he's there, Luka takes a look at the records of the convoy inspection, if they exist. Looking for anything out of the ordinary.

I'll start the ball rolling then, if Mr Handy or someone want to set up a forum. We'll just use the Chaosium flavor text. Life for the average soldier in the Red Army is never easy, but it is a better life than for most Russians in the late-winter of 1933. You have a bed, steady rations, and place o...

A man comes around into the aisle with a shotgun. He is wearing a Bill Clinton mask and seems to start as he sees you talking with Bill. "What the fuck, man? We got the cash, aren't we going? And who the fuck..." Bill simpers, "This is all fucked up, Manning. The cops are all over us!...

How about a kind of combination of psychologist and humanist/interfaith chaplain, placed on the crew to maintain moral and emotional support and counselling for the crew as they plumb the unknown depths? Trained in most forms of theology and moral philosophy, he or she is intended to provide psychol...

I'd be interested indeed. Oh, thing to note - this is pre-first contact, so no aliens I'm afraid. What other parameters? Any scope for androids (as in the guy from Alien), cyborgs, uplifted animals (like in David Brin or Seaquest), uplifted consciousnesses, holograms, etc? Or just vanilla humans onl...

Now that Bill is close to you, you can see that the medallion around his neck is some kind of coin. "Can...can you do that? But...Skeet's got friends on the inside..." A loud voice suddenly sounds from a few aisles away, getting closer. "Yo, Bill, man, what the fuck? Skeet said you'd ...

I think we have almost enough, two more and we have optimal. I'll start writing the character sheets up soon.

"Oh God, Oh God..." Bill is starting to shake, "I shot at the cops coming through the exit, I'm going to be fucked for this, I..." He trails off, letting his gun fall to his side. Suddenly, almost imperceptibly, the air around Bill warps and fluctuates like a heat shimmer. Somet...

Bill's clothes are non-descript (though obviously recognizable), and the only distinguishing feature other than the Obama mask is some kind of medallion hanging around his neck.

Now I am back and will have ample time in the next few weeks to devote to these endeavours, I am thinking about actually getting some more games up and running. Xianfeng needs a bit more work to get started, but I recently ran the convention game Machine Tractor Station Kharkov-37 and it went quite ...

Back now,sorry for that. Sarah realizes she may be scared if the young woman thinks she is about to be set upon by a group of men, who as far as she would know could merely be rough theives with potentially evil intentions. Her heart softens as she hears the lady wanted a place to stay unmolested: ...

I might create a contact to represent my wayward twin brother Branko, although he's probably somewhere in Croatia at the moment. Or I could see if I could contact my Solace Aura Meir to see if Mossad knows anything. Otherwise, I'm not sure. I could impersonate a UN official of low but serviceable ra...

Bill starts, stops moving towards the floral section and swings his gun in Christine's direction. "What? Who are you? Stay where you are." He looks nervously over to where Skeet is, but doesn't raise an alarm.

Sorry I've been away for awhile guys: a trip back home to Australia somehow resulted in five broken toe-bones (don't try to scale walls while drunk), but I am back in Korea. I am pretty much out of action physically for a few weeks, but it does mean I will be here a lot more.

When Christine brings her phone to her ear after dialing 911, she hears a odd series of beeps on the other end of the line. Instead of connecting to emergency services, she hears a sudden click followed by the ghostly echoes of a conversation, a conversation between herself and a legal client that s...