Okay, so I was puttering around, developing a few campaign ideas for what I’m going to run when I start GMing again (having taken a well-deserved break most of this summer) - and I jokingly suggested to a friend of mine that I was thinking of running the RIFTS campaign setting with Hero 5th edition rules.
Which we both immediately thought was a very good idea.
And the third angel sounded, and there fell a great star from heaven, and the most horribly contrived role-playing setting was merged with the system of the most flexible rules; and many men died of the game, but it was better.
Were you in town for college? There’s not much else to do around here. Gaming died down when Patty’s Paperbacks closed and there was no way to get new game materials.
Did you ever make it out to Clymer? If you did, you know where I’m stuck…
With some notice, I could make it out east for one-shot games, or a long-term campaign played over time, if I’m not needed every session.
Lately I’ve been working on my Neverwinter Nights magnum opus, “The End of Kadyx.” It’s almost ready for release; I’m going to publish it in Neverwinter Vault. If I can make it out for some games, I’d also like to invite anyone else to my isolated fortress for tabletop or LAN gaming. We’ll have a party!
To keep that special flavor of Palladium “balancing”, you’ll have to randomly determine starting point totals for each player. That way you can have the 25 point Glorified Hobo in the same group as the 500 point BioSyntha Mega Juicer Cyberninja Merc Dragon Knight.
Personally, if I were going to do RIFTS, I’d use TOON.
Hmm… Hero system in the Palladium universe… that does sound promising… damn you! Now I’ve got some reading to do… I always did enjoy crossover games–I remember playing a FH Dwarf, armed with a particle beam gun, flying along on the back of a superhero in a Sphinx powered armor suit, shooting at a dragon…
Crossovers are fun. I think my love of crossovers accounts for my long-lasting comic book interest. Throw two or more differing genres in a blender and hit liquefy.
If you’re terribly interested, and I make good progress on it, I could post the results of my conversions on my website and link to them on the SDMB.
Another long-time RPGer (playing since 1977) wandering through. I haven’t played seriously in about 10 years though. I’m in a group that manages to get together about 5-6 times a year to play but we don’t have any kind of consistent campaign running.
I wish I could get some sort of campaign running on a consistent basis again but agree with someone up-thread that it’s hard to find mature players who can get together on a regular basis. (My last campaign fell apart once someone insisted on choosing “Chicken Gun” (as in the thing used to test aircraft windshields) as a weapon specialty and carrying one around on a flatbed trailer all the time. Maybe in a Toon campaign but we were playing Call of Cthulhu. Things went downhill pretty rapidly after that.)
I’ve played just about everything at one point or another but my primary games were Traveller and Call of Cthulhu. But if someone in the Atlanta area knows of a game, let me know; I’m up for just about anything…
Tanstaafl A good player could have made that work.
“You, poor blind fools! You can’t hurt them with steel or lead. These are beings from ancient, nameless nightmares! They are beyond the capability of the human mind to understand! This isn’t some pathetic elephant you can simply bring down with a big gun. They don’t fit human logic or physics for your convenience. Chickens injected with mercury and nightshade are the only things that can hurt them. Go ahead and laugh at me. You’ll all be madder than I if you survive the night!”
You got it Steelerphan, we went to IUP and then worked there for two years. Moved away two years ago, to NJ so moi could go to gradschool, then to MD for work. Glad to be out here, I’m a coastal boy by nature.
Did you ever come to the Waldenbooks in the Laurel Mall for gaming books? I worked there in 2002 after my university job ended. Bought way too much stuff with the sweet discount.
I’m in for a gaming trip out there, as loing as we can swing by the Coney for wings.
Oh, I agree. There was a bit of justification as to why he wanted it and I did let him have it, after all. The problem was that he and several other players took it as an excuse to be silly (carrying rubber chickens around in holsters, dressing up in chicken costumes and that sort of thing) and the whole campaign died when the players went on a bombing spree against KFC restaurants. :rolleyes: So much for that campaign. It was just frustrating after spending the time to come up with the campaign to have it end that way.
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My introduction to gaming culture was rather interesting and should have sent any normal person running. A couple of my friends were taking me and my roommate to our college’s gaming club, astensively to meet guys for us to date. My friend talks us to the student center, that I never spent any time and up to the third floor. He throws open the door and calls “I’ve brought some newbies in.” Someone says, without looking up “Ooh, fresh meat,” then one of his companions looks up and changes that to “Girls!”
That was the first week of December and a night I will remember for a long time, not just from my first taste of roleplaying, but for the entire night we then sat up and talked in our dorm room and the blizzard the next day. Anyhow, I was just going to play D&D, version 3.5, on Fridays and that was it. Then the spring semester rolled around and I was made to join a Hunter game. More time passed. I still haven’t dated any of the guys from there, but I sure do spend enough time with them. I’m in a Mage game, a technocrasy one to boot, a Changeling LARP and an Exaulted game. That’s a great system. Whitewolf, but not in the world of darkness. It’s like d-10 D&D. I love my character. She has five dots of larceny, how cool is that. During fall semester, I’m going to run a 3.5 D&D campaign. When I meantioned it off handledly at dinner one night, everyone that was there was like “I want in!” I want to run Exaulted at some point, won’t mind running hunter, and would love to play in a Shadow run game. Oh, or Ravenloft or Rifts. I’ve only been doing this for six months, but I love it. My older brother finds it comical, as he played when he was like 11. Now I’m almost 19 and playing. Although it’s a great way to meet cool people. When I got to grad school a year from now, I’m going to see if I can join a game with my three free hours a week.
And as the first rose light of dawn appeared in the east, I once again heard that damnable sound which even haunts my every waking moment. That obscene cry with which the feathered fiend greeted the rising of the sun. Now you know why I dread the coming of the new day, it is to avoid that horrible sound, that horrible Crow of Cluckthulhu…
I looked from my hiding place. I did not run. I did not cry out. This was not due to courage or self-restrtaint. The horror I saw unfolding froze me. The cultists gestured and chanted. Then, the dark acolyte produced the unholy vessel. It was cast in the form of an inverted and truncated cone. It was striped- bloody vermillion, and anaseptic blinding white- like an alien beast found in the forests of nightmare. It was emblazoned with the face of Cthulhu himself-eyes staring from the depths of black chaos, tendrils writhing about his mouth.
I knew then, that I was to witness a ceremony more vile even then the sacrifices of the children of Dagon. Unable even to close my eyes, I bore witness as they enacted the Whee Du Ch’ih Ken Rite!
