On this night we gathered to vanquish evil once again – this time, with the following prelude:
We had premade characters and many escaped the crashing bus alive…but few escaped the trap the cultists had set. Few brave ones anyway. Our next batch of characters, a few survivors, woke to find themselves in a large clearing with perhaps a hundred or two others – and their cultist captors. Some kind of ceremony was going on. In the center, a lone figure atop a high platform chanting and reading from a book. Fires everywhere and some kind of giant insect like things, servants or masters of the cultists – they had giant sized pitchforks and were skewering bodies and flinging them into fires… Cars came roaring up, the occupants shooting cultists left and right. A few of us – the brave – assaulted the high platform and brought it down. However, he lone figure disappeared before his fall.
Did I mention the machine gun fire raking the fields of victims?
The leader of the car-gunners gave us his contact information (left my notes on the table, ready for this coming Friday). We met up with him the next day in London. Turns out his niece was missing. I say “was” because we found her. But that was after we tracked the suspected perpetrator through some of his shell organizations. He runs some sort of rainbow girls association. Some sort of umbrella cult to hide his nefarious activities. He does philanthropy; sponsors orphanages and hospitals and the like. He had sponsored a special secret orphanage for the best and brightest kids, kids who did exceptionally well on some kind of secret exam that only he administered and only he knew what it looked like.. We drove through the night to the special school, tore the place apart and found what we knew was there. Evidence of his evil.
We found Mr. Gun’s niece, and also some sort of mysterious statue that appears to move. One of Mr. Gun’s henchmen (tommy gun wielding) took the statue and the niece back to Mr. Gun’s place. We not only found those times, but also a secret lab guarded by horrible monstrous creatures that took a lot of gunfire to bring down. The secret lab had some kind of profane surgery, a bunch of desiccated dog and human corpses, and tons of books on the occult and profane dark arts type stuff… this guy is basically the enemy of all mankind as far as I can tell….he kidnapped a little girl, kept her imprisoned in a horrible cell next to those corpses, and guarded by purplish rubbery monster men… all with the obvious intent of doing something unspeakable to her in that underground surgery.
One doesn’t have to use much imagination to figure out what lies in store for him.
My suggestion for Friday to my comrades in arms is that we take a moment to reflect on our characters, be they inspector, acrobat, or acrobat, or inspector, and flesh them out a bit in our minds. Bring our own background to this horrible scene. Invest ourselves in the ‘before’ to make what comes next even more satisfying. The cleansing is about to begin.