"The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear.
And the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown."
--H.P. Lovecraft

August 24, 2008

--Origins-- Origins 2007, Part 2

Over a year behind, so what else is new? Maybe time will eventually *lap* me and I'll be ahead. Or not.

Games I Played

I played in 3 games this year, all Call of Cthulhu. One was a last-minute choice as the GM for the game I'd signed up for was ill. Turned out okay in the end.

Post Mortem

This was a Shoggoth.net game run by Cthulhu Bob. Bob tells you right up front (in the form of a disclaimer) that his bad guys aren't going to lay down and die for you. They're going to try their best to take you out. I like that.

In this game we were attending the funeral of my recently deceased brother, a small-time criminal named Eddie. Also attending the funeral were a police detective, a known associate of Eddie's, and two "antiquarians." It seems that Eddie had something the everyone wanted. We eventually found it and all hell broke loose. Lots of fun, not the least because several of the other players were friends of mine.

The Dean in Yellow

GM: How much dynamite are you going to use?
Me: Uh, all of it?

I've written before about the ongoing series run by Brian Martin. This year he finally got around to continuing (and finishing) it. In this episode I played my normal character, the medical student Vladmir Drozhny, aka the Mad Russian. This game ran until the wee hours of the morning but we managed to prevail, using enough dynamite to disrupt the elaborate (four years in the making) ritual and then some.

Commencement

In the finale of the Burke U. series I played (as I did in one previous episode) the baseball coach, Skip Gates. This game had an extremely long and deviously twisted chain of clues leading us to the final revelation that someone we knew wasn't who or what they appeared to be.

The final showdown brought all the characters and NPC's from the entire series together. We managed to make a protective circle but our attempts to banish the bad guy failed. Instead we had to slug it out. Things were going well and Skip had lost just less than 20% of his SAN. Then we killed the Tick-Tock man and, as avatars of Nyarlathotep are wont to do, he rose again as the Bloody Tongue. That's a d10/d100 loss of SAN. I failed, of course, and lost 89 points. That left me slobbering idiot at -54. Good stuff and a great finale.

Posted by John at August 24, 2008 3:49 PM