Monthly Archives: February 2017

A Short Hiatus

One of my regular players was out with a medical issue for the last two games, so rather than continue the D&D game (we left off in the middle of exploring a druidic grove), I took the opportunity to play test two adventures I’m running at Gary Con next month.

I won’t go into too much detail in case anyone reading this is signed up to play in those games.

timewatch-logoThe first was “Recruiting Call,” an adventure for Pelgrane Press’s Timewatch RPG. This was both the first time I’d ever played or GMed a Gumshoe-system game.

Basically, the premise of Timewatch is similar to the Van Damme move from the 90s, “Timecop.” If you haven’t seen it, I won’t tell you to run out right now and watch it, but it does have Bruce McGill, so that’s a plus in my book.

So, time-traveling secret agents on a time-and-location-hopping adventure. It worked out pretty well. I found the system pretty easy to run, one of the easiest to grok from scratch I’ve experienced, in fact. Fate took several play and GM sessions before I felt comfortable with it. I’m still not entire comfortable with Ubiquity (of Hollow Earth Expedition fame), despite having played it at least once and run it twice. My players discovered that violence-based solutions were a poor choice for their characters (it didn’t help that their rolls were crappy all night), so there’s a hint for you if you’re signed up to play in this at Gary Con.

starwars_logoThe second game was “Imperial Entanglements,” a Star Wars adventure I wrote and ran at Gary Con V four years ago for West End Games’s d6-based Star Wars RPG (long out-of-print, but never forgotten). I foolishly included a character four years ago that was able to break the adventure in the very beginning so I re-vamped all the pre-gens and fleshed out and expanded the adventure even more (to cop to my mistake, I was woefully unprepared to run it that year and decided then that ad-libbing my way through most of a con adventure was a BAD idea for me).

I may have added too much material, but it certainly went better than the last time I ran it. In addition, the pre-gens I created are much more suited for the type of adventure it is and everyone had a chance to shine over the course of the evening. I didn’t even really need the miniatures I had (though I’ll probably still bring them, because not every group is as good at avoiding combat at my current home group can be).

So, that’s what I’ve been doing. Next weekend we return to our regularly-schedule, but twice-delayed Fifth Edition Spelljammer game.

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And now for something completely different… The Rapture! (Doctor Who)

Way back around Christmas (2016), we played another session of Doctor Who: Adventures in Time and Space. The PCs in this game consist of Jenny Smith (The Doctor’s Daughter), Doctor Cornelius Constance (a 19th century scientician), and Bart, a golden retriever from the planet Xylanthia.
The TARDIS crew was en route to fun Christmastime frivolity on some strange planet when all of a sudden, the Cloister bell started chiming. The sensors went off the charts with artron activity.  This threw them out of the time track and their TARDIS landed with a thud.

Scanners indicated it was the year 2020, Monday the 21st of December, Earth, Unites States, Indianapolis, IN.

You are on Monument Circle. You open the door and the circle is bathed in multi-colored lights as the monument above you is decorated as a large Christmas tree. You look back and notice that the chameleon circuit has disguised the TARDIS as one of the statues. Across the street from you is the Christ Church Cathedral Episcopal Church. There is a sign advertising the upcoming Christmas service. With the message “The Rapture is upon us! Rejoice!”

Jenny immediately felt there was something “off” about the church and the group decided to investigate. They entered the church just as the evening service let out. People filed into the fellowship hall for coffee, cookies, and gossip.

Cornelius noticed a bulletin board captioned “Those who have been Raptured” with the names and pictures of 43 people, including the former Bishop of the church, Marcus Froman. He filed this away in his photographic memory and moved on. Below the board there was a schedule of rapture times. Doctor Constance shrugs and quipped that he was not familiar with the concept of scheduling the rapture, must be some new future church mumbo-jumbo. (Though I did make sure the former Bishop was not related to the Sausage King of Chicago.)

They chatted up the rather gruff dean of the church, Dean David Stone for a little while. Since Jenny was rather charismatic and could get info out of almost anyone, they found out that there are multiple church services a day and each one ends with the new leader of the church, Vicar Judy Pertmore, announcing the next two people to be raptured. The names just come to her. The chosen are sent to the basement and into the catacombs beneath the church to the crypt of the founder. This was where the raptures happen. The group all found it rather odd that the rapture happens underground so they decided to take their leave of the Dean and go snoop around the church.

The group snuck their way around looking for the basement. First, they decided to check out the Vicar’s office. It was locked but nothing Doctor Constance’s sonic screwdriver couldn’t handle. They found nothing of any real value in there, though Bart found grains of sand all over the office. Weird, but meaningless at the weeping-angelmoment. Next, they hit the former Bishop’s office. No sand in there. It appeared as though it had not been touched. They did find a hidden compartment in the wall that contained a note from 1885 warning whoever finds the note to not trust the Vicar and to watch out for the statues. “They look like angels but they are the devil himself. If you encounter them do not look
away for that is when they strike!”
This is when those of us familiar with Doctor Who lore said: nopenopenope

Following Bart’s keen nose they eventually made their way into the basement and into the catacombs. There were random burial niches set into the walls each with a name plaque. Doctor Constance started matching up the names with the names he saw on the Rapture Board. With a quick scan they found out that the bodies were at least 100 years old and seemed to have died of natural causes. In one of the niches, they also found a journal detailing that the members of the church are being sent back in time somehow and that Judy Pertmore is working for the statues. They are put them to work digging tunnels underneath the city looking for something. In the last entry he thinks they found it. There was some sort of glowing chamber and they dragged desiccated statues into the catacombs.

Making their way to the Founder’s tomb they were greeted by two stone angel statues. The group decided it would be in their best interest to run as the lights in the catacombs, including the flashlights in their hands, started going out.  A chase ensued and the group made it up the stairs before anything happened.

The plan: hop in the TARDIS and go back to the date found in the journal. However, their TARDIS was fickle and they wound up in the Cretaceous period. A little percussive maintenance on the console set things right and they eventually arrived at their destination, December 21st 1885. A small altercation ensued with the burly men guarding the entrance to the church but they eventually made their way into the catacombs. There were more angel statues that time but there were too many eyes upon them; roughly three dozen people toiling away digging and lugging other statues around.

crack-in-timeThey made their way to the glowing room. It was a space/time rift. The statues seemed to be feeding off of the artron energy it is produced. Splitting up, they desperately searched for Bishop Froman and eventually found him. They dragged him back to the TARDIS ignoring his fascination at it being “bigger on the inside” and piloted the craft into the center of the rift causing an explosion of blue light as it slammed itself shut. The resulting paradox fixed everything the Angels worked so hard to accomplish and everything was right in the world.

The group unceremoniously dumped the Bishop back at his church and set off for destinations unknown.

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