Saturday, February 13, 2016

I Had a Dream



Someone posted a link on our skype channel advertising that the magnificent bastards who make dungeons and dragons were asking for people to write for them! Of course this has been my dream ever since I read that message four days ago. Obviously I have dreams, though they are mostly contemporary, sometimes imaginary and generally short lived. Kind of like my dream to try the new burger at McDonalds. Then I went to McDonalds and just got a Big Mac.
My point is that dreams are scary but not this one, they set the bar low and I’ve sent my submission.

Can You Describe Your Story In Two Sentences?

Half demon babes from some place with trees fight for survival against elves from somewhere west of that first place also with trees or something….shrubs maybe? A rollercoaster ride of death, violence and brutal (and totally consensual) revenge sex.

What Is Your Design Goal?

Mostly death, violence and maybe riding on rollercoasters. The player needs to feel like they are in some kind of murderous carnival. A murdival if you will.

What Will the Player Characters Do?

Brief encounters where the players engage in social combat followed by extended periods where the GM solemnly reads about imaginary fashion trends in the respective towns. Then murderous violence. Indiscriminate murderous violence.

How Is This Different?

Supposedly exercise, when done at all, is best done in short frequent bursts followed by meditation. Exercise of the mind should enjoy the same benefits.
BAM, we hit them with a need to review the menu at some Inn for spelling mistakes. ZOCK, we throw in a 34 minute analysis of the capes in Shelley’s Capery. WOOSH, we create a platform for one of them to just go totally mental from boredom and wreck up the joint.

What Are You Going to Call It?

Probably “Demon babes wreck up the joint with some elves at a murdival and then fuck indiscriminately”.

I’m not going to lie, it needs to fleshed out a little but essentially captures the essence of adult roleplay; baffling, loud and the aftermath needs to be cleaned up with a mop and bucket.
Now pay me money.

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