The Purple Jester’s sole purpose in life was to maim, kill and terrorize as many souls as possible. Banned from the London College Of Medical Science by the learned and benevolent Dr. Corbitt, the Purple Jester continued his diabolical work in the fog strewn back streets of Whitechapel. He secretly …
The crew of the Svartulf have fulfilled their latest mission and left Cotopaxi Planetside, en route to the Orbital station. But why did they recover one of their old enemies at their former commander’s request and where are they taking him next? Will the cargo rat that passed on the …
Things happened at the front which were hard to rationalise. Not just the human mayhem, but that one weird incident. They shipped you back to London for some rest and recuperation, although that turned out to be endless interrogation from a head doctor. “You’re clear,” he said. “But, we’re transferring …
2035 Neo-Tokyo. Life in Basepoint is no picnic. The streets are tough and the residents even tougher. Between the corrupt NTPD and the criminal cartels, the little people have nobody to fight their corner against the megacorps. That’s where you come in. You’ve taken it upon yourselves to look after …
The sun rises above a snowy, crumbling wasteland of ruined buildings as smoke drifts lazily across the city. Already there is the distant sound of opportunistic gunfire. Fyodor and Snezhana wait in the wreckage, their sights trained upon the enemy hunter’s positions. Sepp and Friedrich wait also, their sights fixed …
Nobody remembers life before The Burn. The eldest among us were only infants back then and their memories faded long ago. Life now is tougher than ever before. People group together for safety, shelter and companionship in communities know as hard-holds. K-Felle is one such hard-hold and has been a …
The crew of the Svartulf are delivering a mundane consignment to Cotapaxi Orbital. Upon docking for unload they receive a level one coded transmission chit from a courier dressed as a cargo-rat. Drop to Cotopaxi planetside, research station 9 (“Jungleland”) and pick up an unnamed passenger for return; instructions on …
Hellion IV was a world ripe for the picking. Weyland set up shop and started taking resources hand over fist. Some military investment was needed to keep the indigenous insectoids in line, but that aside it was a no-brainer. System wide anomaly, terrorist activity, rival company action, who knows – …
Take a romp through a prehistory that time forgot! You’ll have to use everything you’ve got to stay alive: mighty beasts, brutal weapons, cunning inventions, and the one or two words that have been invented so far!
Early 1944. You are members of the Special Operations Executive (SOE), a British organisation fighting the Axis powers in occupied Europe through espionage, sabotage, reconnaissance, and aiding local resistance groups. The SOE incorporates people of all classes and occupations. You have been sent to the Camargue region of Southern France …
Its 1879 and history has diverted from July 4th, 1863. The South has won its independence, California has shattered into a labyrinth of flooded sea-canyons, and a mysterious super-fuel called “ghost rock” has spawned as much war and strife as it has “steampunk” devices. Your posse has received word from …
Something sinister is stirring on the rain soaked streets of Mort. Reports of civil unrest, insanity and murder have reached the ears of Head Office and they have taken note. The locus of this disruption has been identified as a housing block in Bomnid Sector, Downtown, a labyrinthine place of …