London
From Promethean: the Created
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The Story So Far...
Recent IC premises for the game.
July
{By hook, or by crook, this message gets around to all Promethean's paying attention to meetings being arranged}
Hey. You all probably don't know me, but my name is Rogue.
I've been in London for the last month or two, and I've got some seriously important information for you.
Someone's been lying to you about this place.
Oh, its crawling with something alright, but its not what you think it is.
There's an Old abandoned petrol station just outside the M25's Junction with the A24, at Knoll Roundabout. Don't worry, it'll be a safe place to stay.
Rogue, Ulgan Pariah
(Rogue is a Repute 1 Promethean, Known for being a master of the UK's road network as well as a Biker)
April
All and Sundry,
I hope this message finds you all well, regardless of the manner you have received it.
I have been given a message to deliver to all who would see it, by an odd white haired Promethean who calls herself Messenger.
So, I would ask all that would wish to see the message please visit by lair in the woods, the Cave where I Invited you all to meet me after the earthquake.
Yours,
Babbage.
February
{Emailed, carrier pigeons, sent via Coffin Joe, faxed, stuck under your door, posted or tattooed on}
Dear you lot,
I've got myself a new gaff over in Herts now, it ain't half bad for my third pad down south. Anyway, I'm having a party, you're all invited.
House rules: Get over the fact Imsety is a funeral deity... I can throw lightning and the Egyptians deified men for less.
Property Damage will be dealt with severely, Jesus guys, respect other folks' stuff!
Beer, Tunes and maybe even dancing.
Like a proper party.
Lots of love,
Six for Gold
January
You are all cordially invited to a rented Victorian manor house for the purposes of discussing the odd blue flames and other numerous issues plaguing us so that we can start the new year afresh.
I, Babbage, will be hosting this gathering and will supply food and drink to those who wish it.
Please feel free to visit even if only to meet up with others of your kind and chat.
Thank you, and I look forward to seeing you all once again.
[An address is provided here to a manor house just outside of Hertfordshire]
Babbage,
Osiran Pariah.
December
"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
We have begun an alchemical brotherhood - a Throng.
It is a new journey for us, and we would like to share the joy of the new step with others.
We invite all who would wish to Pitstone Church for an open house on the afternoon of 9 December 2007.
Please do not upset the nearby locals.
We hope to see you there.
Working Class Hero
Centimanus Tammuz
Eluned
Aurum Galatean
November
Azoth works in mysterious ways sometimes, a trait that a lot of the Prometheans of England are starting to realise. Over the last month, certain created have been having dreams that some would say were elips driven, although not all of the Prometheans who have had them have ever had any experience in Elips before. Anyone intending to play at the next London Promethean game receives this dream at some point during the fortnight before the game...
There's the sensation of flying, a birds eye view of a huge, hand illustrated map. You soar from where you sleep... high above inked clouds and past sketchy birds, towards Hertfordshire and, as marked in plain English on the map, into Hatford, lowering onto a street marked 'Fore Street'. As your feet land on the paper-floor, your view shifts. You stand in front of an abandoned house, burnt out from some fire and never re-built. Its dark and the only light you see is dim and blue in a window. Your view shifts. A woman sits in the dim light, warming herself on a blue fire resting in a brazier. You cannot make out her features... And then, you awaken.
October
Marks have appeared all over the area calling for the created to meet for a gathering, the only really odd part of the marks is a note saying 'bob'. The meeting is to take place in a clearing in Symondshyde woods - just look out for the old VW camper van and the smell of burning meat..
Bob is having a party to celebrate him starting on teh long road of getting a clue - so all are invited (so long as they can read, well if not then how will they read the marks?)
September
With an apparent sudden influx of Prometheans showing up in Hertfordshire, people have been whispering to one another about the strange people in their midsts and the odd earthquake that struck St. Albans last month. With tensions running high, the Prometheans of Hertfordshire need each other more then they ever have and so, an open invitation has been made to the created which arrives by hook or by crook to each.
"Babbage, Osiran of Stevenage, Cordially invites you to a meeting of our kind in his hidden cave underneath Newton Wood, near Stevenage. Food and Drink will be provided as will a selection of musics. Topics of discussion will be: Rambles, Current News and The sharing of experiences. The meeting will be starting at 7pm. Please be careful of Human Travellers."
August
It started as a nagging sensation, allways there but nothing anyone could follow or understand. Like a pull, then a push. over and over. Azoth calling to Azoth... and then pushing it away again like a candle in front of someone breathing gently. Its been that way for about two months now and it has the Promethean population of Hertfordshire baffled. Since the begininng of this week, though... the pulls have been getting stronger and the pushes have been getting weaker. And it feels like something (or maybe someONE...) is dying. Whether by word of mouth or by feeling it themselves, Prometheans are finding themselves drawn to a warehouse on the outskirts of St. Albans... Hopefully to find an answer.
Resident Characters
Style Sheet
Action (Combat and Challenges): 3
Character Development (Personal Dilemmas and Choices): 5
Darkness (PC Death or Corruption): 4
Drama (Ceremony and Grand Story): 3
Intrigue (Politics and Negotiation): 3
Manners (Social Etiquette and Peer Pressure): 3
Mystery (Enigmas and Investigation): 4
Pace (How fast stories emerge, develop and resolve): 3
1 = Never Present 2 = Sometimes Present 3 = Often Present 4 = Usually Present 5 = Always Present
Storytelling Mechanics
London Promethean will be set on IRC, therefore all dicerolls will be handled by a bot rather then face to face draws.
Proxies: None.
Visiting Character Guidelines: Character sheets in 2 hours or more before the game starts, with any Codes your character might needs for Items/etc supplied with the sheet.
XP above Cap Policies: Always apply in the database. Each case will be considered on its own merits.
OOC Information
- VST - Rebel
- VC - Richard Hussey - London.Created.VC@googlemail.com
Games are held on the 2nd Sunday of each month on IRC.
- Sign in from 6.30pm (5.30pm GMT).
- Time in from 7.00pm (6.00pm GMT).
Information about the Addendum rules applicable to Prometheans can be found here: Promethean Addendum Stuff
Location
- Server: irc.darkmyst.org
- OOC Channel: #LondonPromOOC
- Sign In Channel: #LondonProm-Signin
- Dice Channel: #LondonPromChallenge
Directions
To get connected:
- You can download mIRC at: http://www.mirc.com
- Or you can get online using the download-free version of IRC at http://www.darkmyst.org/?page=webchat
- Then connect to the 'irc.darkmyst.org ' server and join the #LondonPromOOC room
