Posted on: 26th August, 2008 : 14:14:09 GMT

I'll be running a couple of Cthulhu Rising games at Furnace in October. Often called Continuum's little brother, Furnace is a tabletop roleplaying game convention in Sheffield UK, taking place on the weekend of 18th-19th October 2008 at The Garrison Hotel. For more information everything that is happening over the weekend at Furnace, go have a look at their website: Visit the Furnace website.

I ran Escape Velocity at Continuum, but The Post Modernists is brand-spanking new. While Escape Velocity will eventually turn up in Jovian Nightmares, The Post Modernists will probably end up as a free download...

The Post Modernists

No. of Players: 4 to 6
Requirements: None
Game Slot: To be confirmed
Teaser:
"Find out who murdered my daughter."

The last words spoken to you by Lucien Voltaire play over and over in your head on a loop, as your suborbital begins its landing approach to the crime scene.

Terra Nova. Playground for the rich, famous and powerful of Federation society. A planet inhabited by people with tastes far too expensive and exotic for your blood.

Events have moved fast. Ex-colonial administrator Lucien Voltaire obviously still has a lot of political weight, because he has managed to get you assigned to a murder investigation, the victim being his youngest daughter, Adeline Voltaire.

He calls it a murder investigation anyway. The local police certainly aren’t calling it murder. Their verdict is accidental death, and before Lucien Voltaire started pulling strings they were ready to close the case after only a day of investigative work.

A weather front has blown in unexpectedly from out at sea, causing your suborbital to make a bumpy landing at the beach-house of Adeline Voltaire. Rain starts to lash down in sheets as you gather your equipment and your thoughts, and prepare to meet your local police liaison...

Escape Velocity

No. of Players: 4 to 6
Requirements: None
Game Slot: To be confirmed
Teaser:
You awake with a dull throbbing pain in your head. The kind of headache a bout of mild oxygen starvation brings. You wince as you try to sit up. You’re in the brig of the orbital gas mining platform Jovian Discoverer IV for the third time in a month. It looks like Warden-Administrator O’Halloran has decided to lock you and the other trouble-makers up until you cool off, or until he can devise a worse punishment...

Some people are stupid. You could sense there was going to be trouble. What kind of spacenoob jamhead starts a fight during an EVA work detail? With suit systems slaved to Prospero, the station AI, it was no biggie for O’Halloran to change the trimix of your air supply. Knock out the trouble-makers and reel 'em back in on their safety lines. Standard procedure.

Penal Involuntary Servitude - it is what it is. 'Recruited' by Jupiter Holdings from a prison-contract auction on Mars 3 months ago. You and about a dozen others.

And now you wake up to this. Your cell door is unlocked. Good start. No sign of a warden. Even better. But as you get to unsteady feet you feel the rig making dark groaning noises. Then you hear an alarm klaxon somewhere in the distance. As you peer out into the entrance you see someone lying on the floor, their leg bent back at an odd angle. This is less good.

 

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