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@ -2,42 +2,56 @@ OPENING SCENE
You open on a military base in a private meeting room. The table in the center takes up half the space of the room, but is large enough to accommodate 12 chairs, even though only (players #) are currently occupied. The room is otherwise decently lit, and the silence speaks volumes, only interrupted by the visual loudness of the (country) flag against the front wall before you.
After several minutes of dead silence, the door directly to the right of the flag opens and in steps (players #) high ranking officers armed with the latest and greatest two handed military combat rifles, full thickly plated chest armor, and a surprisingly large backpack CLEARLY filled to the brim with supplies. The officers step back, take a saluting pose, and the farthest left one announces in a boisterous voice "ROOM CLEARED. SEND IN THE COMMANDER IN CHIEF."
After several minutes of dead silence, the door directly to the right of the flag opens and in steps (players #) high ranking officers armed with the latest and greatest two handed military combat rifles, full thickly plated chest armor, and a surprisingly large backpack CLEARLY filled to the brim with supplies.
The officers step back, take a saluting pose, and the farthest left one announces in a boisterous voice "ROOM CLEARED. SEND IN THE COMMANDER IN CHIEF."
In steps a man everyone in this room recognizes as the president of the goddamn US of A himself, carrying a confident smile and a stack of file folders under his arm. He politely turns to the officers and says "thank you gentlemen, at ease." The soldiers step back and assume a more laxed position, but no less threatening with those guns in hand. He turns to all of you and clears his throat before dropping his folders onto the table, them opening to reveal every personal record and document to ever have your (player #) names on them.
In steps a man everyone in this room recognizes as the president of the goddamn US of A himself, carrying a confident smile and a stack of file folders under his arm. He politely turns to the officers and says "thank you gentlemen, at ease."
The soldiers step back and assume a more laxed position, but no less threatening with those guns in hand. He turns to all of you and clears his throat before dropping his folders onto the table, them opening to reveal every personal record and document to ever have your (player #) names on them.
"I thank you for stepping forth to participate in what is now known as the single most dangerous recon mission in history. I know you've been briefed on it multiple times, but I'd like to take the jargon out and shoot straight so there's no misinterpretation, and when I'm done, I want each and every one of you to decide once and for all if this is really a task you are prepared for."
He grabs a remote from his pocket, presses a button, and lowers a projector screen in front of the flag, then starts pulling up images on it of a massive island from a small projector in the ceiling. "For as long as we have documented it, we have been aware of a mysterious unknown land mass in the middle of the Pacific. This mass is approximately 10 miles wide, nearly circular, and is completely surrounded by a colossal rock wall. We believe this land mass originated naturally like any other, but the fact it ended up nearly perfectly circular tells us it is occupied with people who, bare minimum, have the tools and numbers needed to shape it as such."
"Now I'm sure you've heard of us using... less than friendly means of gaining entrance, and it is true, but it has failed at every turn. Either the weapons we use never make contact or have no effect if they do." And true to his word, you see several clips of missiles, bombs, and massive artillery that would eventually evaporate a continent essentially either bounce off the rock walls, or explode on impact and leave none.
He grabs a remote from his pocket, presses a button, and lowers a projector screen in front of the flag, then starts pulling up images on it of a massive island from a small projector in the ceiling. "For as long as we have documented it, we have been aware of a mysterious unknown land mass in the middle of the Pacific."
"We are, of course, curious to see if such an amazing material has military applications, but samples show that whatever is causing it is not the rock itself, but something inside the island. Twice a year for over a century now, we've sent soldiers, scientists, engineers, the best of the best men and women we had to offer inside through this one entrance, a small cavern near the water's edge. Despite that, every single one of them has never returned, and we never receive communication from them again."
"This mass is approximately 10 miles wide, nearly circular, and is completely surrounded by a colossal rock wall. We believe this land mass is occupied with people who, bare minimum, have the tools and numbers needed to shape it as such."
"Now I'm sure you've heard of us using... less than friendly means of gaining entrance, and it is true, but it has failed at every turn. Either the weapons we use never make contact or have no effect if they do."
And true to his word, you see several clips of missiles, bombs, and massive artillery that would eventually evaporate a continent essentially either bounce off the rock walls, or explode on impact and leave none.
"We are, of course, curious to see if such an amazing material has military applications, but samples show that whatever is causing it is not the rock itself, but something inside the island. In comes the Program."
"Twice a year for over a century now, we've sent soldiers, scientists, engineers, the best of the best men and women we had to offer inside through this one entrance, a small cavern near the water's edge. Despite that, every single one of them has never returned, and we never receive communication from them again."
"As such, the military has opted to start taking in people of a more... unique background this time around, which is where you all come in. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, will be the same as those before you. Infiltrate this island, gather any and all intel you can about this place and its inhabitants, and (for once) return alive."
"Now I know ya'll have lives, assets, and dependents of varying degrees, but we always ask for people to be prepared to never return to them. But in exchange, they will also have the most to look forward to. There is a dedicated monthly budget for this project, and all the excess proceeds went into essentially a "reward" for anyone that came back. That is well over a century's worth of amassed funds, and if any or all of you (players #) return with anything of value, you get the whole sum."
"Now I know ya'll have lives, assets, and dependents of varying degrees, but we always ask for people to be prepared to never return to them. But in exchange, they will also have the most to look forward to."
He then slides a folder toward your group with a single sheet of paper inside, listing a sum of money that would take a chunk out of the national debt. "In addition, we would even be willing to discuss your personal records and how to make certain... red flags and highlighted marks disappear. In the meantime, your personal possessions, homes, assets, and everything else would be funded by this budget and cared for either by your pre-selected caregivers or ones we select if needed. We do this for 25 years, and if you do not return, any remaining assets are liquidated and added right back into the budget."
"There is a dedicated monthly budget for this project, and all the excess proceeds went into essentially a "reward" for anyone that came back. That is well over a century's worth of amassed funds, and if any or all of you (players #) return with anything of value, you get the whole sum."
He then slides a folder toward your group with a single sheet of paper inside, listing a sum of money that would take a chunk out of the national debt. "In addition, we would even be willing to discuss your personal records and how to make certain... red flags and highlighted marks disappear."
"In the meantime, your personal possessions, homes, assets, and everything else would be funded by this budget and cared for either by your pre-selected caregivers or ones we select if needed. We do this for 25 years, and if you do not return, any remaining assets are liquidated and added right back into the budget."
"And that is about the nitty gritty of it. If you are still interested, we will leave immediately to get you geared up in the finest weapons, armor, tactical equipment, and... well essentially everything the gentlemen behind me are wearing and then some. We also have a special arsenal set aside for those with a more unique taste from as far back as the first Century, with some slight modernization of course."
"And that is about the nitty gritty of it. If you are still interested, we will leave immediately to get you geared up in the finest weapons, armor, tactical equipment, and... essentially everything these gentlemen behind me are wearing and then some."
"If you have questions, feel free to ask now. And if you are having second thoughts, the exit is right there. And trust me when I say, no hard feelings, braver men and women have walked away from this offer. Myself included."
He waits for anyone to ask questions or walk out of the room before finishing, "Very well then, welcome to Project Invincible Island. Gear up, your chopper leaves in an hour."
He waits for anyone to ask questions or walk out of the room before finishing, "Very well then, welcome to Project Evermore. Gear up, your chopper leaves in an hour."
SEVERAL HOURS LATER
The helicopter escorted you from the base to a military aircraft carrier floating in the water, where they will double check your gear and weapon stock. They also give each of you a "signing bonus" in the form of $100,000, but instead of your own currency, it is broken up into 100 different types worth about $1,000 each. They say it is "just in case there IS civilization based on ours, this will help you survive among the most likely related countries."
The helicopter escorts you from the base to a military aircraft carrier floating in the water, where they will double check your gear and weapon stock. They also give each of you a "signing bonus" in the form of $100,000, but instead of your own currency, it is broken up into 100 different types worth about $1,000 each. They say it is "just in case there IS civilization based on ours, this will help you survive among the most likely related countries."
They then drop you onto a speedboat, jetting quickly through the water to the island entrance, a deep rounded cave opening about 20 feet in width and height. You all step off the boat as the driver turns back and hands one of you a signal flare gun, to let them know if and when you are ready for your return trip. You are now faced with the ocean at your backs and the cave before you, and it only gets darker as you look deeper in.
*IF YOU ENTER*
(NOTICE roll) while the rock is overall rough, it is NOT a natural cave. The walls have something of a carved and scraped pattern in them, like chisels were taken to it but not with a rhythm in mind. Even the floor itself shows a fair level of smoothness.
While the rock is overall rough, it is definitely NOT a natural cave. The walls have something of a carved and scraped pattern in them, like chisels were taken to it but not with a rhythm in mind. Even the floor itself shows a fair level of smoothness.
(INVESTIGATE ROLL) It's been about 20 minutes walking into the cave, and your flashlight shows the floor is not only getting more smooth, you could almost recognize a pattern in the ground.
About 20 minutes walking into the cave, your flashlight shows the floor is not only getting more smooth, you could almost recognize a pattern in the ground.
(NOTICE ROLL) You hear a soft rumbling noise in the distance, slow and repetitive like a growl on a repeat pattern.
(NOTICE ROLL) You hear a soft rumbling noise in the distance, slow and repetitive, like a growl on a repeat pattern.
*IF THEY CONTINUE*
The noise only grows louder as you continue, the path before you slowly but surely getting even cleaner and more uniform, until you spot a light in the distance, coming from a lantern hanging off the front of an old wooden shack, roughly ten feet in height and wide enough to occupy the entire right side of the pathway.
@ -75,7 +89,9 @@ Walking through the strange energy is no real issue, it just feels like walking
CAVE EXIT
After another mile or so of walking, you finally see the light at the end of the tunnel, and it borderline blinds you as you walk out and see... about 50 people walking around, happy as can be, in front of what looks like a large tree and pond park within the rock walls. Some teens are riding on bikes on the paved sidewalks in the distance, some children are playing with toy cars in the grass around you, some adults are eating ice cream under some shady trees or on benches, and there are a few birds chirping in the trees eating away at the fruit and berries hanging from their branches.
After another mile or so of walking, you finally see the light at the end of the tunnel, and it borderline blinds you as you walk out and see... about 50 people walking around, happy as can be, in front of what looks like a large tree and pond park within the rock walls.
Some teens are riding on bikes on the paved sidewalks in the distance, some children are playing with toy cars in the grass around you, some adults are eating ice cream under some shady trees or on benches, and there are a few birds chirping in the trees eating away at the fruit and berries hanging from their branches.
You also see a few people using low grade magic to douse each other in water playfully, or to heal a kid's scraped knee, or to ignite some clubs and do a flaming juggling routine. Magic looks to be about as normal as cell phones for you.
@ -94,6 +110,7 @@ You open the glass door wrapped in steel framing and head inside to a fairly bas
*AFTER THEY LEAVE*
The path out the door leads you directly across another massive patch of grass and trees, but you can more clearly see deeper within, and you bear witness to a fully functional massive city, hundreds of people walking, biking, driving, or riding a trolley on the defined roads.
- On the left is a massive residential neighborhood filled to the brim with houses, most of them two stories tall
- On the right is a bustling business area filled with storefronts, each with simple signs representing them
- You can see a group of white and gold buildings farther in, multiple people in dressier clothes carrying suitcases walking between them.
@ -101,20 +118,22 @@ The path out the door leads you directly across another massive patch of grass a
*Every place they visit, have them make NOTICE rolls to detect if they are being followed*
You are approached (if not straight surrounded) by a group of average looking thugs carrying baseball bats, chains, rocks, and other random items. Most of them look young college age, wearing bandanas or helmets and otherwise REALLY generic clothing. But their leader, a decent sized black bull, steps forward with a chuckle, wearing a black leather jacket and wielding a white shortsword that is CLEARLY too small for him.
You are approached (if not straight surrounded) by a group of average looking thugs carrying baseball bats, chains, rocks, and other random items. Most of them look young college age, wearing bandanas or helmets and otherwise REALLY generic clothing. But their leader, a six foot white ram, steps forward with a chuckle, wearing a black leather jacket and wielding a white shortsword that is CLEARLY too small for him.
"Well hey there strangers, we're the welcome wagon, here to welcome you to Diadem." He aims his blade at your group. "Get 'em."
AFTER THE FIGHT
*IF THEY WIN*
The attackers lie on the ground, groaning in agony at their defeat. The leader of the group is in shock, holding his head to keep a bleeding injury from pouring out. "What the fuck?! I'd expect this from the Thunder Force, not a bunch of random asshole newbies!"
The attackers lie on the ground, groaning in agony at their defeat. The ram is in shock, holding his head to keep a bleeding injury from pouring out. "What the fuck ARE you people?! Regalia Hunters?! Thunder Force?!"
(NOTICE ROLL) You suddenly detect the stench of ozone, and in a matter of moments, both your group and the Marauders are surrounded by a series of oddly dressed soldiers, their bodies lightly cloaked in silver trails of electricity.
Each one is geared up with a thin knee-length black jacket trimmed in inch-wide silver all along the body and at the ends of the sleeves, the letters T.F. emblazoned on the back in identical silver. These coats somewhat hide a silver chestplate & matching gauntlets, black tact pants leading down into black boots with silver laces, chrome half-masks covering the bottom halves of their faces, and sunglasses that perfectly hide their eyes.
"Shit! Thunder Force!" The leader tries to scramble away. Two agents step up and each grab an arm, stopping that right quick. Their outfits' silver stripes begin to glow and crackle with energy, and all three appear to be teleported away, as do all the other knocked out thugs. The ground is scorched in several straight lines, implying they were really just moving insanely fast.
"Shit! Thunder Force!" The ram tries to scramble away, but two agents step up and each grab an arm, stopping that right quick. Their outfits' silver stripes begin to glow and crackle with energy, and all three appear to be teleported away, as do all the other knocked out thugs.
(NOTICE ROLL) The ground is scorched in several straight lines, implying they were really just moving insanely fast.
One of the operatives stays behind, a Panther man standing at just over six feet in the same outfit with a visible scar under his eye. "I don't know who you are, but you have helped us contain a significant threat today, and we appreciate your assistance."