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Post by uselesstriviaman on Feb 5, 2015 5:18:53 GMT -8
1. An Argo-esque spy thriller where the PCs are trying to get through international airport security.
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tomes
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Post by tomes on Feb 6, 2015 8:42:47 GMT -8
A super villian with super powers walks into hero headquarters, walks up to the front desk, and announces that he has come to "turn himself in". He's just initiated a chain of events that will cause the Earth to implode.
Front desk: "Stay right where you are...an agent will be with you shortly."
Who are the agents? The PCs, of course.
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Post by uselesstriviaman on Feb 6, 2015 17:49:57 GMT -8
A party of bards has just finished auditioning for "Royal Idol" and the queen has given them a Golden Ticket to enter the competition.
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Post by Probie Tim on Feb 7, 2015 9:30:08 GMT -8
My first thought was "then a man in a black suit and sunglasses walks through the door and says, 'which one of you is Mr. Anderson?'"
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Post by uselesstriviaman on Feb 9, 2015 10:13:33 GMT -8
Given that salty language is kind of a standard around here, I don't think apologies are necessary. Those thin-skinned enough to be offended by an occasional F-bomb have probably already moved on to other parts of the Interwebs. "Stay right where you are...an agent will be with you shortly." The bedraggled and waterlogged PCs are standing in a travel agency, dripping on the carpet in their touristy Hawaiian shirts. Having barely survived the kaiju attack on their cruise liner, they're looking for some compensation.
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Post by Kainguru on Feb 9, 2015 11:39:22 GMT -8
. . . a short shifty guy with thick glasses, greasy hair, a pocket protector and large calculator (you know the ones? withy the big roll of paper that ticker tapes thru). The weasley fellow sits opposite the PC and goes through the paper work they've handed him . . . he pauses, sips his half cold coffee (you know? the coffee in a crappy paper cup with the useless paper 'handles'): "Wellllll, looking at your history this is what I can recommend in terms of personal insurance, now have you thought of linking this to a retirement nest egg? I would also recommend a fairly decent life insurance policy to cover your loved ones in the (more than likely) event of your sudden and <cough> unexpected demise - though it'll cost a pretty credit or two Mr Fett? . . . or would you prefer Jango?" Aaron
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Post by tomes on Feb 9, 2015 20:53:40 GMT -8
The bedraggled and waterlogged PCs are standing in a travel agency, dripping on the carpet in their touristy Hawaiian shirts. Having barely survived the kaiju attack on their cruise liner, they're looking for some compensation. And of course, they get a FREE CRUISE... what could go wrong with that one?
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Post by beeronious on May 31, 2015 13:20:45 GMT -8
The travel agency was extremely busy today. The group is twitching with impatience. They killed the kid brother of the police chief. They have to get out of the country as soon as possible.
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Post by jazzisblues on May 31, 2015 16:51:44 GMT -8
P.S. I apologize for the salty language. I do not mean to offend anyone. For those offended by the salty language: What does it feel like to be so weak that mere words wound you?
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Post by ayslyn on Jun 1, 2015 9:54:34 GMT -8
I'll start by pointing out that I am not offended by "salty" language.
However, anyone who doesn't believe that words are powerful is fooling themselves.
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Post by squeatus on Jun 1, 2015 20:20:18 GMT -8
The pathetic majority of my recent games:
Stay right where you are...an agent will be with you shortly. <...Girl from Ipanema...> Stay right where you are...an agent will be with you shortly. <...Tall and tan and young and lovely...> Stay right where you are...an agent will be with you shortly. <...da da daa dada da daa daa...> Okay, we're done crafting new magic items, now we need to select feats. <single gunshot>
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Post by greatwyrm on Jun 17, 2015 19:33:21 GMT -8
"Stay right where you are...an agent will be with you shortly."
...and then all of your cell phones turn on, showing a map of your current location on the screens. If you move more than about ten feet from your immediate location, the instructions repeat. If you put your phone down, the voice says: "You have misplaced your mobile device. Retrieve it immediately. The preservation of your memories depends on it."
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Post by yojimbohawkins on Jul 1, 2015 14:37:40 GMT -8
New idea: The crew of the USS Clark have been tasked with Letters of Marque and Reprisal by Governor Elizabeth Covington to make a profit and eradicate the local pirate population. I think that writes itself! Yaarrrr!
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Post by Monkeyfun Dave on Jan 27, 2016 15:11:06 GMT -8
"Stay right where you are...an agent will be with you shortly."
So the guy waits until the talent agent comes into the waiting room and says, "I hear you and your family have a hell of an act. What is it?" "Well..."
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Post by Kurt on Feb 15, 2016 11:02:49 GMT -8
"Stay right where you are...an agent will be with you shortly."
Two lab technicians enter and begin readying a collection of small devices. Another man, in an out-dated tweed jacket, enters from behind and secures a briefcase to your wrist with a chained shackle. "Don't try to remove that without the key. You'll probably lose half of your arm in the process. Take this to the drop-point and await contact. They will identify themselves with the standard B-21 sign. This isn't your shooting hand, is it?" "Good luck, Mr. Eckles." One of the technicians begins to place a pair of sunglasses on your face when they light up an alarming color of red... "Sir, this isn't Mr. Eckles..." A secretary comes in the room through the same door you entered from. "Is this the pizza delivery driver for room 401?" The other technician, with his back still turned to you, asks, "This isn't our pizza..?" as the cheese stretches from his lips to your delivery package.
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