Under a Monsters Skin
Mar 31, 2012 17:11:18 GMT -8
Post by JW% on Mar 31, 2012 17:11:18 GMT -8
Back in the 70s there was a little known battle against alien invaders. Mostly it was covered up by government forces, or perhaps used to cover up something more sinister. The general populace was barely aware of the truth of events. Either way, during the mid to late 70s the faith in the worlds governments, particularly the US, was sharply tested.
But, the world survived and went on. The alien invaders vanished, returned to their home world, or wherever they went, and the flying saucers ceased appearing in the sky as frequently. It seemed like the development of the world was back on track.
Except for one thing... apparently the aliens left behind something. A 'mutagen' it was called, and exposure to this material was capable of altering complex earth life in startling and strange ways, almost automatically inducing a metamorphic reaction in the creature that came in contact with it. Creating powerful monsters from ordinary creatures.
None of this mattered to you until recently. You were just a normal person. A school age child perhaps, or a cab driver, or any number of mundane people living out their lives as always. Your concerns weren't about some possible monster running rampant through the city, the police or army could deal with that. You were more upset at the rise in crime and vigilantism in the city than the chances that you would get attacked by some kind of monster.
Now you've awakened in a dank storm drain tunnel, surrounded by these mutant creatures, and wearing a body out of your worst nightmare. Somewhere, in the back of your mind, you remember... you're now dead. Or perhaps reborn.
And that tarantula man is offering you some hot tea to calm your nerves...
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This is the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles inspired RP, but even though I have the Palladium rules for TMNT(and expansions) how about we keep it somewhat simpler:
Player Name:
Character Name:
Former life:
Current form: (include both the animal mutated from, and what advantages/disadvantages the mutation has provided. Including instinctive urges.)
This is meant as a psychological horror story, somewhat, so information is going to be given out in small measures. Whoever our "main player" is will have just been thrown into a very uncomfortable situation where their lives are possibly over, and certainly out of their control. "Secondary Players" will get PMed with additional information, as they aren't the one who just woke up, but they are pretty much in the same situation, just maybe a few months down the line, with the mental strain mounting on them. If at least one player character isn't considering suicide(or murderous rampage) by the time everything is fully established, I might need to rethink my concept.
But, the world survived and went on. The alien invaders vanished, returned to their home world, or wherever they went, and the flying saucers ceased appearing in the sky as frequently. It seemed like the development of the world was back on track.
Except for one thing... apparently the aliens left behind something. A 'mutagen' it was called, and exposure to this material was capable of altering complex earth life in startling and strange ways, almost automatically inducing a metamorphic reaction in the creature that came in contact with it. Creating powerful monsters from ordinary creatures.
None of this mattered to you until recently. You were just a normal person. A school age child perhaps, or a cab driver, or any number of mundane people living out their lives as always. Your concerns weren't about some possible monster running rampant through the city, the police or army could deal with that. You were more upset at the rise in crime and vigilantism in the city than the chances that you would get attacked by some kind of monster.
Now you've awakened in a dank storm drain tunnel, surrounded by these mutant creatures, and wearing a body out of your worst nightmare. Somewhere, in the back of your mind, you remember... you're now dead. Or perhaps reborn.
And that tarantula man is offering you some hot tea to calm your nerves...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This is the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles inspired RP, but even though I have the Palladium rules for TMNT(and expansions) how about we keep it somewhat simpler:
Player Name:
Character Name:
Former life:
Current form: (include both the animal mutated from, and what advantages/disadvantages the mutation has provided. Including instinctive urges.)
This is meant as a psychological horror story, somewhat, so information is going to be given out in small measures. Whoever our "main player" is will have just been thrown into a very uncomfortable situation where their lives are possibly over, and certainly out of their control. "Secondary Players" will get PMed with additional information, as they aren't the one who just woke up, but they are pretty much in the same situation, just maybe a few months down the line, with the mental strain mounting on them. If at least one player character isn't considering suicide(or murderous rampage) by the time everything is fully established, I might need to rethink my concept.