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Every year, the emperor selects one new bodyguard. Only the best of the best of the imperial marines makes the cut. Do you have what it takes? Or will you be just one of the heap? A MarkCon event. GM Mark Hawthorne.
Players bring their own toy action figure to duke it out with others for the coveted "Golden GrouperTrophy." Design your own 500-point character using GURPS supers, and make sure you have a figure to match. MIB's will check the paperwork and judge the event.Two preliminary rounds, with a final round on Saturday.
Someone has gathered a group of strangers together at a Manhattan cafe/nightclub for reasons unknown. Will you work together as multiple mysteries unfold, or will you fall upon each other for reasons of your own? GM Mark Hawthorne.
Getting in was the easy part. Betrayed by someone close to you, getting captured was even easier. Now is the time to settle the score, and make your escape. Are you up to the challenge? The warlock Vond mocks you; time is of the essence, though not to his undead minions. 150+ point characters provided. GM Steve Ferguson.
Players bring their own toy action figure to duke it out with others for the coveted "Golden GrouperTrophy." Design your own 500-point character using GURPS supers, and make sure you have a figure to match. MIB's will check the paperwork and judge the event.Two preliminary rounds, with a final round on Saturday.
The BSA meets the X-Files. Lost in the wilderness of New Mexico.The Scoutmaster said he'd be back in fifteen minutes-five hours ago. 'Course, the real problem is the unusual tracks that you've been seeing.There's nothing like that in your Scout Handbook. Hey! Does anyone have the "Alien Studies" merit badge? GM Andrew Otto.
This game description has been censored for your protection. Do not adjust your preregistration book.This is not a drill.The government is your friend. It wants the best for you...really.
Ok, you sick jerk, that is not what we are talking about. Anyone would trust a trained military professional with semi-automatic weapons, but who would be stupid enough to give them to the UW-Oshkosh Escort Service? We would, and we want to see the results. Join your GMs Peter and Jim as the old gang of escorts takes it hard core. GM James Droste.