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From the Dark Hersey tonight...all of it was out game.

 

GM: If you have a photo visor or photot contacts you need x on a perception check.

Me: Photo Contacts? (not have heard of them.)

GM: Sure they work just like regular contacts.

Me: (To the player who's character loss a eye in a previous session) Hey you can get them at half-price.

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Ohhh' date=' there's [i']definitely[/i] a joke just begging to be used here...but in the interests of

keeping this a family-friendly forum, I'll refrain from doing so.

 

 

Major Tom 2009 :sneaky:

 

Yeah that is why I refrained from telling another story from that game.

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May I point out there's a section of the boards posting issues with the message boards?

 

Would it help?

 

Lucius Alexander

 

Would a palindromedary help?

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Would it help?

 

Lucius Alexander

 

Would a palindromedary help?

 

Probably not, you know how kids are these days.

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Session 4 of Qin: The Warring States

 

The cast:

Black Cloud, a retired wu xia turned baker

Bu Ya, a calligrapher and vagabond

Silent Mountain, a wu xia and doctor

Wandering Vine, a barbarian, horse trainer, and internal alchemist

 

We're discussing other games to play after Qin ends.

 

Black Cloud: "I'll call my character 'Chocolate Thunder'."

Wandering Vine: "I'll write you a check for another $45.00 if you don't."

 

Wandering Vine's reputation precedes him:

Bu Ya: "You're not going to suck the poison out are you?"

Wandering Vine: "I do what needs to be done."

 

The Fight of the Century! Bolo Yeung versus Dick Cheney

 

We manage to mess up a PC's name, resulting in "Wandering Mountain"

 

Silent Mountain comments on his ability to move in combat: "I am Slow Mountain."

 

Silent Mountain: "It's okay, [Wandering Vine] is a dirty foreigner anyway."

 

The GM hunts for some minis: "Anyone seen a mean-looking dude over there?"

 

The PC's names get mixed some more: "Lumbering Vine."

 

Wandering Vine: "I hate these people [the Chinese], and you [A Korean villain] make them look good."

 

Wandering Vine: I'm going to mediate."

Black Cloud: Is that what you're calling it now?

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Quotes from the second Not So Quiet playtest

 

Rob
:
*laughing*
We wake up in a shuddering, grinding, room, with somebody named
???

 

without context

 

Hamsters aren't dramatic!

 

Me
: Well, it's either a cult or a prostitution ring with whores dressed as nurses.

Pvt Rondale
: That's one cure for shellshock!

 

Me
: I once nearly choked on a whole mandarin.

Rob
: Whole mandarins - something to add to the list of things that cannot be breathed.

 

Barakusia D&D 4th Ed.

 

Gae-el Aukana
: Well, at least Barakusia isn't as dangerous as the real Sicily. We only have to fight monsters. They have the Mafia.

 

Rumbaba
: Maybe he had a crush on the Proctor

Deputy Sheriff
: That's a bit gay isn't it? Although it did used to be official that male dwarfs outnumbered the women two-to-one

Rumbaba
: Yes, don't you find all those beards and beer and axes a bit suspicious? It's almost as if they're compensating for something

 

Rumbaba
: Of course, halflings everywhere are attracted to agricultural work. It's almost as if they're addicted to it. But then, that
is
why they call it hobbit-farming

 

Rumbaba
: Lute-rs will be shot

 

Rumbaba
: And he got away with one of my knives! In his back, admittedly...

 

Rumbaba
: Sir? Will giving a written statement count towards our literacy results?

 

WE WaS GoNNA HAVE Our ExaM AND TheN thes Dwarves CamE AnD ShOuted
NUBUDDY MOVE
but We dId aNd ThEy TrIED to KiDNaPP thE PrOCtor and ThEY BaSHed my frEiNdS bUt i sTaBBEd 1 and TheN I RAN Off aftEr ThE 1 witH The Magik wHo haD mY friend thE PrOCtor because hE is mY FriENd anD ThEIr There weRe mOr Dwarfs oUtsIDe An tHen One ShOT me and TheN thE ShINY Elf shOwED uP & The PrOCtor Woke uP and My FriENds StOPped baSHHing the DWarveS InN the exaM HaLL anD Came heLpED

 

But thE Magik DWarv gOt Away wiTh 1 Of mY DaggRs & I WanT iT BaKK

 

Oh & thEre was An OthR DWarv iN thE HalL But I DunT nO WheRe he Is Now.

 

Rumbaba
: No point going back to San Pyotronius - the rest of my troupe are still in jail.

Al
: The show was that bad?

Rumbaba
: There was a riot.

Al
: That happens a lot on this island. We went to an exam and there was a riot. I'm still trying to figure out how...

 

Al the wizard outlines our options at length.

 

Rumbaba
: Could you give us that again, in words of one syllable? I grew up in a cave.

Al
: Yes! Yes I can. Out there is big light in sky called Sun. Sun is much bad ju-ju...

Rumbaba
: Actually there is one four-syllable word I know. That would be 'condescending'

 

The dwarves who attacked us last session were wearing nondescript leather armour with no clan markings.

 

Rumbaba OOC
:
*hopefully*
Any laundry marks?

 

Later, a hidden message is deciphered from the margin of a scroll.

 

GM
: Help, I am being held prisoner...

Rumbaba OOC
: ... In a Chinese laundry! I know those laundry marks would be important.

Al OOC
: Help, I am being held prisoner in a jail...

Rumbaba OOC
: It fits - they do laundry there too
:D

Gae-el OOC
: Help, I am being held prisoner on a planet...

Murray, GM
: Could be worse - it could say 'Obi-Wan, you are our only hope'

 

A good reason to volunteer for the posse

 

Rumbaba
: It'll be nice to be
part
of the pitchfork-waving mob for once. As opposed to its target.

 

Gae-el Aukana
: We should inform the Dragonborn. This is a police matter and he
is
a copper dragon.

 

Murray, GM
: The manor house has a suspiciously high number of armed men hanging around.

Rumbaba
:
*suddenly paranoid*
Don't worry, ladies and gentlemen, our reinforcements will be along real soon now.

Murray, GM
: And several dozen dog-like reptilian heads pop up from the undergrowth surrounding the compound

Rumbaba
: Shit. Not soon enough.

 

Murray, GM
: So, who is standing behind the crenelations and who's hiding behind them?

Rumbaba
: *
sadly
* Even if I stand up they won't see me

Al
: Get that man an orange crate

 

Finding ourselves defending a manor house against dozens of kobolds, giant scorpions, and drakes.

 

Murray, GM
: You chose your course of action - but I guarantee you that anybody who survives until 8:12 tomorrow will be going up a level.

Al
: We've got one chance - You! Bard! Do you know
?

Bard
: Um. No? And half of us are women.

Al
: We're doomed!

Gae-el Aukana
: And
Crossdressers of Harlech
doesn't have the same ring...

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Explaining Slash Fiction to my brother

 

Purrdence
: It's a special class of fiction about somebody else's characters

Ian
: You can write some about Paddy!

Purrdence
: .... um, no.

Ian
: You write good fiction!

Me
: Sorry, but the only market for Paddy McGinty and the Cthulhu Mythos slashfic is for fans of tentacle porn

Purrdence
: You could always write about Paddy McGinty and Colonel Lancaster...
:eg:

All
:
long pause

Ian
: Let's not go there

Me
: Although Lancaster did say he found Irish
women
very attractive...
:eg:

Purrdence
: Paddy in a dress!

Ian
: Not going to happen

Me
: There isn't enough alcohol in Ireland

 

As I threatened, Ian's sessions of psychoanalysis about his morbid terror of darkness and the colour black were fun to play out. Especially the nice Cthulhu-themed Rorschach tests. But then seeing 4 people eaten by a thirty-foot column of screaming black worms will do that to you.

 

Doctor
: Now Mr McGinty, I'm just going to measure some of your vital signs...
*places stethoscope on table - with a nice black rubber tube*

McGinty
:
*leaps from seat and attempts to smash the stethoscope to pieces with his chair*
:ugly:

 

After McGinty is sedated, the Doctor leaps to the conclusion that McGinty's condition is psychosexual in nature and decides Freudian analysis is required

 

Doctor
: Now now Mr McGinty - you really don't have to feel inadequate. All those rumours about black men and their endowment are just that - purely rumour

McGinty
: *
boggles
*
:nonp:

 

Eventually they just release him with a long-term prescription for bromides. Among the first things he does is paint the tires of his truck - the one with the cow-catcher - white.

 

Me
: Gee, that's going to make your truck difficult to identify.

 

Professor Engelein
: He won't even be able to fill up the truck with gasoline

Me, GM
: Indeed - that thick black rubber tube twitching and pumping into a tight dark hole...
:eg:

 

Speaking of Engelein, his player is very pleased his dice bag showed up. So pleased he rubs the dice all over his face.

 

Me, GM
: so... you're rubbing pink things all over your face. This game is getting disturbingly Freudian

Pvt Rondale
: 'Getting'?!?

 

Professor Engelein
: Here, have some brandy. For medicinal purposes.

McGinty
: No, for drinking purposes. *
swigs
*

 

Professor Engelein
recaps the plot
: ... and they were young and in love, it was very sweet and beautiful, and blah blah blah blah blah.

 

Professor Engelein as Paddy
: I was born with a bottle in me mouth - and me fist in me sister's face

 

Paddy wants to prove that the groups stories aren't some twisted Folie à Deux. By resurrecting the chicken they had for lunch.

 

Professor Engelein
: It is not even all there any more! What do you expect it to do?

McGinty
: Run around like a headless chicken.

 

Professor Engelein OOC
:
riffing on zombie chickens
YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR CRIMES COLONEL SANDERSSSS

 

Pvt Rondale
: I'm sure Mr McGinty is a good man

Professor Engelein
: .. under all those layers of Irish hate.

 

Plot ensures when McGinty attempts to help Rondale with his insomnia by passing him a bottle of bromide topped up with neat whiskey. Rondale, unsurprisingly, promptly goes into a coma. Efforts to wake him up include discharging a firearm into the wall, throwing a bucket of snow into his face, sending Lucy off to where Nurse Amy is staying, kicking in the door there, causing one fatal heart attack, and driving back

 

Lucy Smith
: I managed to drive all the way to Amy's place and back here without crashing!

McGinty
: And you only ran over one little girl...

 

Running over the kid doesn't feature in the Town Constable's subsequent keen interest in the night's events, again for reasons of Plot. That doesn't stop McGinty earning a long list of citations

 

Town Constable
: Discharging a Firearm Within City Limits, Disorderly Conduct, Disturbing The Peace, Damaging Property...

McGinty
: Are you ficking cut in the heid? I already ficking told ye about thit!

Town Constable
: Obscene Language...

 

And things don't improve even after he's released. The party try to leave town, and are soon standing around Rondale's Model A, in a ditch and torn in half, with Lucy bleeding from a badly stabbed ankle, and the burning remains of a porcelain doll blazing merrily in the gutter.

 

Me, GM
: .... aaaand guess who comes around the corner, looks at you all, gets out his notebook, and says "Rightio then, who wants to talk first this time?"

Professor Engelein
: We.... were driving back to Arkham. But Lucy crashed the car because we were driving in the snow - women drivers, you know - and she caught her ankle on something in the crash. And then the Irishman tried to pull us out of the ditch but the car caught on something too.

Town Constable
: That almost makes sense. And the doll?

Professor Engelein
: I.... didn't want it anymore?

 

Me, GM
: So, who's volunteering to transport the corpse?

Pvt Rondale
:
*points at Lucy*

Lucy Smith
:
*points at Professor Engelein*

Me, GM
: This is your cue to point at McGinty

Everybody volunteering everybody else

Pvt Rondale
: I can't do it, I'm still half-poisoned!

Lucy Smith
: I can't do it, I'm injured!

McGinty
: I'm perfectly fine, but I'm still not doing it.

 

Professor Engelein
: ... we dig her up, dump her corpse in with the other one, fun fun fun.

 

But by midnight half of Lucy's house is on fire, as is most of Private Rondale, and McGinty is struggling with his phobia before he dares cross the street to help.

 

Me, GM
: At least the nice glow through your eyelids isn't black

 

Professor Engelein
: And across town the Professor is making a sandwich. Mein Gott! The turkey is dry!

 

McGinty
: Hey! This is the second house of your mother's you've burnt to the ground!

All
: Luccccy! You got some 'splaining to do!

Lucy Smith OOC
: That line never gets old.

 

Professor Engelein
: I've known these people for 24 hours and I've already set a doll on fire, lied to the police, illegally disposed of a corpse, and had a dry turkey sandwich. Come here insanity, I wuv you!

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Re: Quote of the Week from my gaming group...

 

Oh, and one more quote from last night, after I gave up subtly trying to get the PCs back together and just railroaded them.

 

Me, GM
: The plot train is leaving in five minutes! All aboard!
*pulls imaginary whistle cord*
WOOOT WOOOOOOOOOOOT

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Vampire LARP way back a few years:

New Players get introduced to the Prince of the City.

 

One Player got the GM`s to allow him a really old Toreador.

He is badly overacting and starts his introduction: "I am the GREAT LEONARDO .....!"

Voice out of the off: ".........Di Caprio!"

 

Death by Laser Vision........

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James (to the shape-shifting hotty): "Damn, Girl. You must be my lucky charm, cuz you magically delicious." [Followed by a Seduction roll made by 5!]

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From a recent Savage Worlds Strike Force 7 game.

 

Suture: There is no "I" in "Team", but there is in "Medic"!

(OOC): Also works for cleric...

 

And there are four in platitude spouting idiot (the only useful thing Ricky Gervais has ever said)

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Yar's Cosmic Supers Game

In which 6 700-point PCs save the Earth from an alien invasion.

(It's basically an excuse to learn the ins and outs of 6E combat and toss around lots of dice.)

 

The Cast:

Sidewinder -- power-armor and lots of weapons

StarPower -- fire-using pop-singer

Gravitas -- gravity manipulator

Quantum Girl -- size changer, can go from a few inches in height to 100'

Bedlam -- the Absorbing Man meets Plastic Man meets Elemento

Force Majure -- basically Ultra Boy

 

The GM describes the local environment.

Force Majure (OOC): "Everyone, say with with me: 'It looks like some kind of excretion'."

Everyone (OOC): "Yeah, but excreted from what?"

 

StarPower is found glued to the wall and an alien 'thing' is standing in front her.

Force Majure (OOC): "I've seen this before... it's called "Legend of the Overfiend" and well, I don't want to say you're effed, but... you're effed."

 

StarPower (OOC): "Throw a rock at it? That's how you're going to save me? Throw a rock at it?"

 

StarPower: "Why am I dripping with goo?"

Force Majure (OOC): "Like that's never happened to you before."

 

Sidewinder (in his SID of Jeff Stryker): "I'm a CEO, I'm too rich to die!"

 

Sidewinder (ditto): "I'm not a Marine, I'm a businessman."

 

GM: "[The warrior bug] is about to unload its organ at you."

 

StarPower: "My name is StarPower, you killed my friend, prepare to die!"

 

Gravitas: "The smart thing to do would be hook up with the rest of the group. But, you know what? I [have Overconfidence], I can take it!"

 

Gravitas gets hit with a DEF 10, BODY 13 Entangle: "I'm effectively a huge wad of snot right now, aren't I?" (yeah, the GM decided not to tell us exactly how the Entangle was created.)

 

GM: "The mooks go!"

Gravitas: "No! I don't want to be a Scientologist!"

 

Gravitas is getting pounded by his Mind Contolled team mate: "Quit tagging me, bro!"

 

Force Majure: "We caught him monologuing!"

 

The GM to Mind Controlled Quantum Girl: "You could throw your friend at [sidewinder]."

Quantum Girl points to a huge miniature on the board: "This?"

GM: "Yes."

Quantum Girl: "Eff yeah!"

 

Repeated Line: "Jeff, you suck!"

 

Someone Says: "For the greater good."

The Rest Of The Table (in a dull monotone): "For the greater good."

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From a Fantasy Warhammer game last night. I don't remember the characters's name as of yet it was the first session, well I remember my own...

 

Cast:

Noble

Trapper

Farawen: Elven wizard's apprentice.

 

Setup:We are going into a a slum area to retrieve some item for a merchant from a gang. Only to find that gang was wiped out by another gang and we had to go to their territory. When we got there the noble want to try to BS his way though it...so he goes to the door

 

Trapper(OOC): I get ready with my bow and cover him.

Farawen(OOC): I do the same.

Noble(OOC):I open the door...

 

And though diplomacy got it so the gang's sentry would not attack us outright.

 

Ganger: So what is your bussiness here.

Noble: We are here to sell a elf slave.

Farawen(OOC): Um...I lower my bow and try to look submissive.

Noble: Not that one; another one.

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Part 1:

 

In last night's Champions game, I semi-forced the players to guest-play new characters, a group of teens fairly new to their superpowers and enjoying their summer vacation. They are:

Elemental / Kimberly Drake: Popular, pretty, bossy cheerleader able to control classic elements of earth, water, air, and fire.

Powerplay / Robbie "Red" Greene: Hockey player / redneck trouble magnet who is also a low-level speedster brick.

Stretch / Derrick Ballard: Prankster basketball player with stretching powers.

Piccolo / Francine Holloway: Cute band geek with wide range of sonic powers.

Specs / Nick Collins: Klutzy nerd gadgeteer with steampunk toys and a crush on Kimberly.

 

Elemental (OOC reading her character quote): If you say, "Save the cheerleader, save the world" one more time, Nick, you're gonna get a face full of sand.

 

Stretch (a few minutes later): Save the cheerleader, save the world.

Elemental: Not you too!

Stretch: I'm going to download the clip and make it your ringtone.

 

Pre-game, the teens were gathered together via notes from a mysterious individual known as "The Shepherd," and now Powerplay finds a note asking that they meet at the school's football field bleachers the next day.

 

Powerplay: I'm really nervous about this "Shepherd" dude. I don't like being led around by the nose.

Stretch: More like one of those shepherd's crooks.

Piccolo: At least it says to meet at noon, so we get to sleep in!

 

(A bit later) Stretch: Hey, maybe Shepherd is actually a German Shepherd!

(This might sound weird, but in context it isn't. Several of the original notes were delivered by animals.)

 

Their investigations into some odd explosions in the woods behind the school lead to an old water department lift station, deserted for around 50 years. The lock on the door has been blasted off, and someone apparently set several tripwires -- not attached to anything -- throughout the station. Specs detects some energy in the wires, so the teens just avoid them. They also discover that the supposedly-solid concrete ramp in the building is a fake, hinged and, once forced open, leads to a concrete tunnel with a circular staircase going down.

 

GM: There are lots of bugs and signs of rodents, and spider webs all the way down.

Elemental: Robbie! Go first and clear the way.

GM: You know, you could just use your air powers to blow it all aside.

Elemental (OOC): I know, but it's more fun to have someone else do it.

 

The tunnels lead to a large, round armored blast door with a numeric keypad behind a smaller panel to the right. Scraping away the muck, they find an emblem engraved in the door: an eagle holding a shield, with two capital "L"s beneath.

 

Specs: Is that the old SHIELD emblem?

Piccolo: What does the "L-L" stand for?

Stretch: Leche League. Maybe they do breastfeeding here.

(Honestly, I have no idea where my players are coming from sometimes.)

 

Powerplay, a big supers fan, recognizes the symbol as from an old hero team from the 1940s and 50s: the Liberty League. (I gave that player a sheet of information on what Powerplay knows about them.) He suggests they type in 1939 (the year the League was founded). They do, and the door slowly rolls aside.

 

Powerplay (OOC to the other players): The rest of you are probably looking at me like, "How the heck did he know that?" (IC) Guys, all of the members of the Liberty League disappeared in 1956, so this place has probably been sitting vacant for the last 50 years. (grins and rubs his hands like a kid at Christmas)

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Part 2:

I forgot to note: the Shepherd sent a cat along to guide them, and the cat followed them into the base.

 

I also forgot: while walking through the woods, the teens are discussing the relative merits of costumes. Elemental is pretty much against them.

 

Elemental: Honestly, spandex? I don't think so!

Powerplay: Well, if someone sees you walking on levitating stones, pretty soon there's gonna be cell phone pics of you all over the internet. (Looks at Stretch) I mean, *you* have a costume.

Stretch: Well, I need one. (GM note: he bought an unstable-molecule costume online from a former stretching villain) If I didn't have one, my clothes would get ripped every time I stretched.

Powerplay: I use a ski mask to hide my identity.

Elemental: No way. It would be murder on my hair.

 

Back up to speed. Inside the base, the heroes find a sporadically-functioning guard robot, looking like an old canister wet/dry vaccuum, in the hallway.

Robot: Halt... Please identify...

Powerplay: (proudly) I'm Powerplay!

Robot: ...not recognized. Present identification.

Powerplay tries his school ID card.

Robot: Identification invalid. Please wait here for Liberty League representative to arrive.

Powerplay: Yeah, that might take a while.

GM: It powers up the radio, then you hear some snaps and pops as vaccuum tubes blow. You've been around computers enough to know the importance of a cooling fan. This one's fan doesn't seem to be running, so trying to power up additional systems pretty much spells the end of this robot.

Powerplay: (Picks up robot) This is gonna look *so cool* in my room!

 

The teens split up, with Stretch standing watch in the hall while Powerplay and Specs take the robot into one room -- the lounge -- to see if they can create a fake League ID card to get past other robots. Meanwhile, Elemental and Piccolo head into the dining room, and the cat follows them. As the girls are looking around the dining room, the cat runs toward the door to the kitchen and then goes into "stalking" mode as it pushes the swinging door open.

 

Elemental: Think something's in there?

Stretch (OOC, thinking about the signs of rodentia they've seen previously): Yeah. Food on the hoof.

 

Elemental is checking out the refrigerator/freezer, and notes that the compressor seized up long ago. Despite this, she opens the refrigerator door.

GM: You lucked out. Someone cleared it out, so there's just some mold growing inside. (evil grin) Wanna open the freezer door now?

Elemental: Sure. *I* have life support up.

GM: Good thing, because the smell would be bad. And I mean, *really* bad. Everything in there is incredibly rancid.

Piccolo: HOLY ****! WHAT THE **** WAS THAT?!?! CLOSE THAT, NOW!!!

Specs (OOC to Elemental's character): Roll 3d6. (She does, and it's relatively low)

GM: You were hoping she failed her Activation roll on her powers, weren't you?

Specs: Yep!

 

Checking out the storeroom beyond, they find a large chest freezer.

GM: Are you going to open that, too?

Elemental: (fake innocent smile) Sure, why not?

GM: Okay, it once held a side of beef, a side of deer, and a pig. It reeks, coming out like a physical force.

Piccolo: (runs from the room vomiting and gagging)

At no time did Elemental realize that she could have given her teammate similar protection from the smell. Or if she did realize, she didn't care to do so.

 

Meanwhile, as Specs takes apart the robot's card reader, Powerplay is exploring the lounge. Behind the bar, he finds a door to a wine cellar holding around 200 bottles of wine, champagne, whiskey, brandy, and other forms of alcohol. They range in age from 60 to over 150 years old.

 

Powerplay: I think I found our college tuition!

 

Elemental and Piccolo go through one door (labeled "MUSEUM/TROPHIES") into a huge domed room. Inside is a rocket ship, a giant robot, a dinosaur (not just bones, but the real thing, albeit stuffed), statues, wax figures, display cases, and more.

 

Elemental: Robbie? I think you *might* want to see this...

 

Looking at the 20-foot tall velociraptor-like dinosaur, they read the brass plaque on the stand: "Trapped in the underground world of Subterranea, Mason Gold brought down this creature while defending a small village. The parent creature is on display at his home."

 

Piccolo: Parent creature? You mean this was the baby?!

 

Once they had faked ID cards they were free to explore unhindered, so I skipped ahead in game-time and just gave them the maps of levels 1 and 2 (with notations of secret stuff removed), and they pointed out the places they wanted to pay closer attention to over the next few weeks. They put off trying to get into Professor Tesla's lab and quarters due to a tougher keypad lock, but otherwise had full run of the place. Along the way, they discover a concealed staircase down to a third level.

 

Stretch (to Elemental): Maybe they have another freezer down here for you to open.

 

They find a series of cells (thankfully empty), and a hallway with no apparent purpose. Searching there, they find another secret staircase up, a secret door to the elevator shaft, and a secret door leading to a small maze of corridors.

 

Stretch: Is this the Escher Vault?

 

Navigating the maze and bypassing or avoiding traps, they find a chamber where a metal cylinder holds a person in stasis. They identify him as one of the League's more powerful foes: Black Oak, an evil druid able to summon and control animals and mythical creatures.

 

Elemental: Did the cat follow us down here?

GM: No. She *has* taken up residence in the base. She's probably somewhere upstairs, hunting mice and rats.

Stretch: (laughs) They're not used to being hunted. I'll bet she's getting fat.

Piccolo (to Elemental): Do you think Black Oak used the cat to lure us here?

Elemental: It's a possibility.

Specs: If he could do that, he could have commanded rats to chew through the cables and let him free.

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Re: Quote of the Week from my gaming group...

 

Part 3:

 

Took a brief interlude to have one player run her character, Sentinel, who has a teenage daughter (Sarah) who goes to the same school, but the player didn't realize this. Sentinel, in secret ID as Caren, overhears Sarah talking to Nick.

 

Nick (talking to Sarah): So, you wanna come with us, check out the clubhouse?

Sarah: Naw, my mom would kill me. But I'll be with you guys in spirit.

Caren (after Nick leaves): So, what's this "clubhouse" Nick was talking about?

Sarah: Oh, nothing much. Just an old treehouse he and some friends found.

 

(The player did make a comment about her daughter ending up with powers just from going to that school. But she is either a really good actress or remains clueless that Sarah, her animal-loving vet-wannabe daughter is actually Shepherd. )

 

After about a week and a half of game time had passed, Elemental and Specs went in to discover that someone had started sweeping and cleaning up. Thinking at first it's one of their friends, they round a corner to find their school janitor, Jason, mopping the floor.

 

Jason: Miss Drake. Mister Collins. (goes back to mopping, as if nothing is at all abnormal)

Elemental: Jason? Um, what are you doing here?

Jason: I am cleaning. I am the custodian.

Elemental: The custodian, here?

Jason: Yes.

Elemental: You work for the Liberty League?

Jason: Yes.

Elemental: Are you a robot?

Jason: Yes.

 

They question Jason to find out what little he knows about the disappearance of the Liberty League, and then turn to matters of the base itself.

 

Elemental (OOC): It can't be that easy.

GM: What can't?

Elemental: Jason wouldn't happen to know the code to get into Tesla's lab, would he?

GM: (shrugs) You gonna ask him?

Elemental: Jason, can you tell us the code to get into Tesla's lab?

Jason (replaying recording of Professor Tesla): "You are authorized to release privileged Liberty League information to any non-criminal within this base, but only after… oh, the year 2000." (pause) "Yes, that should be well outside that lunatic Zeitgeist’s random observance." (Jason accesses memory, then rattles off the six-digit code to enter the lab)

 

Jason later asks the teens if they require Liberty League signal watches. They look kinda like the old Dick Tracy video-phone watches.

 

Elemental (to Powerplay and Specs): You're gonna have a geek-gasm, aren't you?

 

When we left our new teen heroes, they were at home a week later and had just gotten calls from Jason, who told them that Black Oak was breaking out of his stasis chamber. (grins evilly)

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