Category: Science Fiction

  • My Spiral Confederacy campaign resumes this weekend, and I have received some complaints about the limited abilities of Adherents from the player of the group’s adherent, Simon Simon, who is interesting and shouldn’t die. I’ve thought about this and decided that AI super-specialness should rub off a little on adherents, so here is a description…

  •   No one will be left to prove that humans existed Maybe soon the children will be born open fisted We all live on one planet it will all go up in smoke Too bad they couldn’t see this lethal energy And now the final scene, a global darkening Dig deep the piles of rubble…

  • [This is a guest post by one of the Cyberpunk players, the Quantum Dutchman, who played our hacker Ghost. It’s the story of what happened at the end when he put the dragon heart into the machine, and some background information about secret forces driving Ghost]. Ex-Alta? Yes, I understand why you’re supremely angry with…

  • Hartigan’s new Rail Gun had its own voice. A gun this big needs its own voice, to match the heft of its action. This gun was so heavy that it had to be mounted on his armour with a special harness that bore the weight and enabled him to move it freely in its firing…

  • She said Do you remember a time when angels Do you remember a time when fear In the days when I was stronger In the days when you were here She said When days had no beginning While days had no end when Shadows grew no longer I Knew no other friend but you Were…

  • My group’s regular member Grim D returned from his annual Christmas holiday in Germany bearing a sleek black rule book for a German RPG called Degenesis, revised and newly translated into English. We were astounded by this book, both for the beauty of its contents and the scale of the project it represents, and as…

  • [Told in the words of Sylvan, an Apocalyptic from Balkhan] If you want to make it in this world you need scrap; if you want scrap you need to travel with Scrappers; and if you travel with Scrappers you’re going to tangle with Chroniclers. Chroniclers are a kind of pimp, squatting over the ravaged body…

  • Date: November 27th, 2177 Weather: Rainy Outfit: Battle fatigues loaned to me by one of Alt’ s more human-resembling staff, because we didn’t have any spare gear on the bikes, and we can’t sit around for days in Alt’s little super-villain compound wearing our combat armour. I’m even going commando for the day (don’t tell…

  • But you sleep like a ghost with me It’s as simple as that So tell me I’m mad Roll me up and breathe me in Come to my madness My opium den Come to my madness Make sense of it again   My Cyberpunk character, Drew, started the campaign with some contraband Russian cyberware inside…

  • Date: 25th November Weather: Clear, cloudless skies and nuclear fallout Outfit: I’m in my underwear right now, and some kind of sealskin cape that Pops insisted I wear because he can’t just let me lounge around in the crash zone in comfortable clothes can he? And the only other clothes we have are our body…