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Short's mouth opens and closes like a fish as he processes what's going on. "Y-you're real? Actual people? Oh my God you're real! Thank Christ!" Suddenly the ground shakes and a flash of lightning stabs the dark sky. "DO NOT BLASPHEME!" thunders a loud voice, echoing around the r...

Yeah, I thought fireballing the guy you’re supposed to be bringing to justice was too good an opportunity to miss

Probably a lack of description on my part. Leo should’ve rolled CON, so I took the result of his POW. Mrs. Evans turned into the gateway, through which you were swallowed, so she’s no longer present. She’s been telling you that she is the gatekeeper and the gate itself :) So when Leo cast his fireba...

Lewis' CON roll [85] = 85 CON 70 1d100: [ 85 ] = 85 Bent double, Lewis hacks and coughs - spitting out gobbets of phlegm. Perhaps it is the stifling air, the heat haze over the cracked ground, or maybe it is the soot that swirls through blackened buildings, but it is difficult at first to make out ...

Mrs. Evans stifles a yawn, clearly growing bored of your questions and entreaties. "Yes, sleep would be nice, but what with the Preacher's preaching and the Councillor's crying, it's too noisy to sleep." A cold breeze rattles through the grove. The sky darkens. Some of you remain resolute ...

Update coming soon folks, just as soon as I have a free minute.

As the sky darkens, Mrs. Evans frowns quizzically at Des. "Retire? From what? I am what I am dear. I don't judge anybody - I just provide the gateway. Back in the day, people would come to my grove be judged. Through my power they weighed their own worthiness. Good folk were rejuvenated, wicked...

https://www.callofcthulhu.org.uk/pbp/download/file.php?id=1228 "Perhaps someone else has been talking to them - filling their heads with talk of serpents." Ivy muses. "Between the two of you, as priests of this town you must know whom confides in who among your congregation."

While parents and children walk around you, unheeding and in slow-motion, Mrs. Evans studies each one of you in turn. "Ah, Raymond... no, you prefer Skipper don't you? No dear," she chuckles, "I'm not a vampire who sends people to Hell - merely a conduit for those who think themselves...

Sorry for my silence folks. Work is pretty draining at the moment. Please carry on without me for now

New post coming soon - bit busy at work currently.

He completely failed to resist Mrs. Evans’ compulsion, so was forced to go to the school crossing (and on to the new post). It’s a moot point actually, as Mrs. Evans spent a shedload of Luck to turn her POW roll into a 1 (Demi monde can do that), beating everyone’s score, success or not. Not railroa...

'BRRRRRRRRRING!' You march along the rain-slicked pavement to the ringing of the school bell. You see pupils piling out of their classrooms, happy that their lessons are finished for the day. Some are picked up in cars, while those walking home wait patiently at the school crossing. Standing among t...

For a brief moment, Jordan's bedside mnanner causes the thief to falter. "M-my name's Steve Lewis. I my boss sent me to the house boss to find some paperwork that'd get him into trouble, but I couldn't find anything, so I thought I'd help myself to a nice telly instead," he intones. "...

A quick 'shuftie' around the house fails to uncover any compatriots of the scowling thief, who, after a little resistance, allows himself to be led out of the house. Feeling the neighbours' eyes boring into you from behind twitching curtains, you lead the man out of the cul-de-sac, towards Grove Str...

Handcuffed and hauled to his feet, the miscreant glares daggers at you all, but remains resolutely tight-lipped I think a hard Social test is required to get him to open up. While you gather in Short's hallway, you receive a call from DS Singh. "Okay, everyone's heading back. The accident wasn'...