Pulp Cthulhu

[grizzlymc]

Who is holding this gun Baron? Are you being held at area 51?

[BaronVonWreckedoften]

From memory, which is not what it was admittedly, I think it was a large Antipodean in a bear costume.

[Etranger]

Is there any chance we could get more in the way of a running commentary on this game? It sounds like members of this forum are committing precisely the sort of atrocities I would have attributed to them, if someone had put a gun to my head and said: "OK, Baron, who do you think would have done this? Or this? And this?" It sounds like fun and I would like to know more.

A lot more.

Preferably with photographs.

Some things were not meant to be known by man...

[goat major]

Is there any chance we could get more in the way of a running commentary on this game? ......... It sounds like fun and I would like to know more. .......Preferably with photographs.

Well I'll give it a go on what's happened so far. There's no photos - this is theatre of the mind. And given whose minds are involved its a good thing there are no pictures.

The game is the campaign for Pulp Cthulhu published by Chaosium called The Two Headed Serpent. So there will be spoilers below for anyone who intends to play



Its 1933 and the party of adventurers (A French archeologist, a great white hunter, a hot asian doctor chick, a private investigator and a very hot gangster moll) have all taken the - somewhat unlikely - decision to sign up to work for a renowned humanitarian aid charity that sends out teams of troubleshooters to world hotspots.

Their first mission is to escort a delivery of supplies and equipment to a medical aid station caught up in the middle of the Gran Chaco war. They are ambushed by Bolivian soldiers and their leader killed. But the soldiers were - mind controlled ? zombies ? drugged? And when their commander's body was found his skin was peeled off to reveal a humanoid snake person underneath.

The great white hunter shot a monkey that had some sort of bracelet that fired flames. They found the remains of some sort of wrecked machinery.

Reached the aid camp. Lurked around toilets. Got dressed up. Killed the Bolivian soldiers they found there. Found a map that showed some sort of search pattern. Repaired the radio and talked to HQ. Turns out that in some recent fighting an ancient temple had been unearthed. Their real mission is to get into the temple and retrieve a mummy, avoiding any guardians. Oh and the mummy needs to brought back alive....

Decided to go and ambush more Bolivian soldiers. Got ambushed themselves. The great white hunter killed a freakish hunting dog/Komodo dragon crossbreed thing. One of the Bolivians played a flute and something huge and horrible and gloopish and terrifying smashed its way towards them. Turns out it wasn't hurt by bullets either. Time for some comedy dynamite throwing, and the great white hunter making himself a lovely target while playing the flute before the gangster moll dropped a dynamite stick down its orifice.

Then following some other clues they discovered some ancient shafts in the ground which when interfered with seemed to cause a strange pyramid structure to rise from the ground. During the interference another one of the amorphous blob like monsters appeared, stuck its toothy, eyeballed sphincter out of a hole and got a dynamite stick inserted into it for its troubles.

The episode ended last night with the party looking at the newly risen pyramid and seeing what looked like a door at the top of it.

This is the PG version. I'm sure someone will be along soon with some blow job jokes.

[Jeremy]

And to add to that, when the radio was fixed, the person who communicated on our behalf was the hot Asian doctor chick. Who can’t really speak Engrish.

The great white hunter should have a lovely set of new scars by the time we leave.

The French archeologist loves dashing about the jungle, seemingly as far away from the danger as possible. He also has a thing for lurking around showers and toilets.

Hot Asian doctor chick heals all wounds with dog semen and human faeces.

The Gun Moll rocks. Her kill ratio is spectacular.

The PI gives a lot of meaningful stares. He now has an SMG. What could go wrong?

What else is there to say really?

[Jeremy]

You can see we are a highly trained, close-knit team....

[levied troop]

I do not, 'ow you say, 'dash'.
I move stealthily and always in an interesting way.

[Jeremy]

He is very good at brass rubbings

[BaronVonWreckedoften]

There's no photos - this is theatre of the mind. And given whose minds are involved its a good thing there are no pictures.

Possibly the best line in the entire answer. Thank you - most edifying.

[BaronVonWreckedoften]

He is very good at brass rubbings

Does he wear white ankle socks and preface every statement with "Leestin cahfullee, ah shall say ziss onlee whunce....."?