Re: Tell us about your Pulp game!
Thanks. In Sundays session they finally found their way back to the 'real' world, but they came out through the European gate, located in that famous salt mine in Poland, south of Kracow. After sneaking past the guard, walking to town, and taking the bus to the bigger town with a working telegraph office they finally contacted home. The agency wanted them to get them back to Nevada for a debriefing so, via Western Union, they received bus tickets to Berlin, to catch the train for Normandy. Their fake (but issued by the US government) papers get them out of Poland and into Germany easily. I gloss over their guides, Ambrose Bierce (rescued from Aztec Pole shift world) lack of papers. So they're travelling through Germany in late 1923....
I think for a moment and tell them. "The bus pulls into the bus station for gas and food. As you get off the bus you notice a bunch (80 or 90) of papramilitary men with signs and clubs. They're wearing some sort of Hindu symbol on their arms....
Most of the PC's don't speak much German. The one who speaks it fluently (Dad was in the state department and he grew up in the prewar Austro Hungarian empire) speaks it with an Austrian accent. So he tries to ask the Brownshirt what's up, and the Nazi tries to hit him with a club saying "Austrian scum!". Then a PC draws his gun. Then another Nazi swings at him anyway, then PC's guns draw start going off. Then the Nazis start fighting back, and it looks as if our five stalwart heroes may be overwhelmed. Then they start using their grenades. In public, they're throwing grenades into a crowd that includes civilians who were just getting off the bus!
End result 25-30 Nazis run off, 25-30 Nazis dead, 25-30 Nazis wounded to unconsciousness or worse, and only one civilian, a small boy, killed by the grenades. They 'borrow' a BMW and make it to Berlin to catch their train. The headline story in the Berlin paper reads "NSDAP coup fails. Communist counterdemonstrators massacre dozens!", as I cut them a break.
Nazi's, they hate those guys. Then I invoke the famous red line across the map and they reach Le Havre. I don't want to spend too much time in the 'real' world but I'm thinking of setting next weeks session in London. I just need to figure out what the hook will be. I've already given them tickets to the Chanel ferry with instruction to catch a liner for New York out of Southhampton, so maybe I'll shake things up a bit.