That bank in Birmingham is just askin' to be robbed. With all that Imperial cash in its vaults, the only question is will you stop the robbers or join 'em?
Mr. Shade hired your team to be the muscle in case any heroes tried to stop the robbery of the Centennial City Bank. No heroes came & rumor is they might all be gone. So where will you stand?
It's finally time for the 2001 NW Ohio Battle of the Bands (NOBOBs). Are you there to have fun, break something, rage against the darkness, or find fleeting companionship?
Mr. Shade hired your team to be the muscle in case any heroes tried to stop the robbery of the Centennial City Bank. No heroes came & rumor is they might all be gone. So where will you stand?
Mr. Shade hired your team to be the muscle in case any heroes tried to stop the robbery of the Centennial City Bank. No heroes came & rumor is they might all be gone. So where will you stand?
The Imps hired P Agents to infiltrate the San Corona Mine to find Union leader & rebel sympathizer Moll3 McG. Can you complete your mission & save the civvies trapped within after the mine caves in?
In the San Corona Tyrium Mine, Moll3 McG rallied like-minded folk to a secret meeting to use the mine as a base to strike at the Imps. But after a cave-in, can you survive the horrors in the dark?
Infection has found it's way to the intergalactic spaceport on Backwater's moon, Santa Serena. Authorities have closed the arcology with your posse stuck inside. Can you survive to find a cure?
That bank in Birmingham is just askin' to be robbed. With all that Imperial cash in its vaults, the only question is will you stop the robbers or join 'em?
The town of San Corona has been plagued by a criminal called The White Mask. After the Imps failed to capture him, the Magistrate is willin' to pay your posse whatever necessary to capture the Mask.
Infection has found it's way to the intergalactic spaceport on Backwater's moon, Santa Serena. Authorities have closed the arcology with your posse stuck inside. Can you survive to find a cure?
Assault on Fort Ss'zithriss or To My Dearest Clara
Summary:
Fort Ss'zithriss has stood as a towerin' monument to the Imperium's power for generations, loomin' over a small minin' town, just makin' all the hard workin' folk terrified. Today, that terror ends.
The brave crew of the Saratoga answers the automatic distress beacon for the SSPS Zebrina and finds it trapped in a decaying orbit around an uncharted planet.
You will be richly rewarded if you are able to acquire certain, "ingredients" for a mysterious stranger, no questions asked. First on the list: Two gallons of vanilla extract!
In reaction to the tragedy at La Naranja Mesa, the revolutionary Jinbrun-19 and his followers attack civvies in the small town of Potters Creek to bring Imperial involvement to vid-feeds galaxywide.
Vatizaran warships have crossed the Neutral Zone to attack an Alliance merchant freighter. Can the Saratoga prevent this incident from sparking an all-out war?
Infection has found it's way to the intergalactic spaceport on Backwater's moon, Santa Serena. Authorities have closed the arcology with your posse stuck inside. Can you survive to find a cure?
Infection has found it's way to the intergalactic spaceport on Backwater's moon, Santa Serena. Authorities have closed the arcology with your posse stuck inside. Can you survive to find a cure?
The brave crew of the Saratoga answers the automatic distress beacon for the SSPS Zebrina & finds it trapped in a decaying orbit around an uncharted planet.
The brave crew of the Saratoga answers the automatic distress beacon for the SSPS Zebrina & finds it trapped in a decaying orbit around an uncharted planet.
That bank in Birmingham is just askin' to be robbed. With all that Imperial cash in its vaults, the only question is will you stop the robbers or join 'em?
The Silent Silo Run is a longstandin' tradition on Backwater. It ain't 'xactly legal. Think yer lucky 'nuff to be the first to cross the finish? Oh, an' don't mind those missles. They're duds. Honest.
The Silent Silo Run is a longstandin' tradition on Backwater. It ain't 'xactly legal. Think yer lucky 'nuff to be the first to cross the finish? Oh, an' don't mind those missles. They're duds. Honest.