I would be willing to give this a try, if you'd have me. It sounds wildly intriguing to my old-school sensibilities. :D I am in! Looking forward to some very old school fun! Great, so it looks we have three if Dicey is still interested. The draft seems pretty interesting. About 80% of it looks iden...

rredmond wrote: ↑Thu Apr 25, 2024 3:36 am Starbeard runs a heckuva space game. Goodness do I know!
That Star Trek: The Final Frontier game rocked!!

Aw, thanks! I do regularly miss playing Star Trek games, someday we might go back.

http://village.photos/images/user/762e4afd-a643-46af-82b1-b3efe2d90c7f/resized_95594693-f6f3-4ae4-a268-fdbc627ad9b8.png Greetings! Here's the idea: What: A game for maybe 2-4 players, weekly turn rates subject to change, focusing on exploring the rules together through a (hopefully) shortish advent...

Glad to hear it, Eric! Rest up and get better.

Assuming I can get 2-4 players invested, in May I'm planning to start a Star Wars game, with a twist, in commemoration of the (late) 50th anniversaries of the conceptual drafts for both D&D and Star Wars. Yes, we will use the 1973 draft of D&D to play a game based on the 1973-1974 drafts of...

For rules, the plan is quite literally to play Chainmail and the D&D draft as-is, but swords will be laserswords, crossbows will be blasters, clerics will be Jedi, and we'll be riding gigantic ostriches and jetsticks on alien planets, Flash Gordon and John Carter style. This mechanic can play o...

Rex wrote: ↑Thu Apr 18, 2024 4:43 pm Looks very cool, I am in if you will have me.

Absolutely, I'd love to have you in the game.

(At some point this year I'm still intending to start up my foolishly conceived Maunty Halls of Bec-Mi game, where we try to take BECMI characters to 36 and even unto immortality ). BUT FIRST , something equally ill-advised: Assuming I can get 2-4 players invested, in May I'm planning to start a St...

Vale nods solemnly and also follows along, swelling with the ambivalent feeling of having made the right choice, mixed with the longing memory of a temptation resisted.

Though it is hard for him to do, Vale trusts the message of his master. He lifts his blaster pistol and fires at the chest, hoping to incinerate the texts before he or anyone can be duped into taking a fast track to power. In his heart he already knows where that would ultimately lead.

Vale

"Hello, Xactray. I am Vale Starcloud. I call many Ithorians my friend. If the black-and-white ones are who I think, then no, we are not their friends. Who are they? Did they come in big sky ships, with fire beams and explosions? Looking for rocks to take, perhaps?"

When they land, Vale makes sure to keep Sense Life going to see if anything large is lurking in the water near their rock.

Vale, techno-luddite

"Can we scan for communications signals, or craft emissions? It doesn't look like there's a whole lot down there…

Vale continues to bounce around the cabin. His Jedi mind comes to reflect upon the calm contentment of the pinball, like those in the game rooms of The Wheel.

Whoah! https://i.pinimg.com/564x/94/61/16/9461169d9facb1effd42cb831add2192.jpg It's been a stretch, man! If only you had stayed away for about 3 more months. I'm still swearing off post games until I can do good on a couple of other life goals & necessities, but I'll be sure to see how the game ...

Vale drools on the ground, only conscious enough to feel glad that his lightsaber automatically deactivates itself.

Vale Starcloud

Vale tosses his snack aside and chides himself for becoming too lax. Drawing his flashing lightsaber, he dashes from the cockpit with Kael and attempts to disable the droid in any way necessary.

Vale looks over to Kato from his swivel chair and volunteers the open bag of puffy snacks munificently. "Shpsh cwahkah? Dayr dlishss, Shweet Keshl Shpice I fink."

Vale Starcloud "Mynocks! I figured something would be out there, complicating things." Vale settles into a spare seat on the cramped bridge and looks for some puffed space crackers to munch on while watching Clark and Kit float about outside. His boots look good resting on the navigation ...

Vale stands behind the bridge chairs in his robeless tunic, stroking his chin thoughtfully as if he had a beard. "How many space suits have we got? We shouldn't just send anyone in there alone." Out of habit, he focuses on the ship and performs a life sense to see if anyone or anything is ...