Tag: call of cthulhu

It was a dark and stormy night… We, disguised as cultists hiding in Edward Gavigan’s bedroom, simply open fire on the cultists below. Dylan (whose name, it turns out, is actually spelled Dillon) hits Gavigan with a shot from his (Dillon’s) elephant gun for 14 points of damage, which of course he just gets up from because he’s full of monster power. Dammit. Teddy opens fire with a Tommy gun, doesn’t do NEARLY as much damage as he hopes, AND jams the gun. Fortunately, Calliope turns her mechanical repair to…

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So I didn’t write up the antepenultimate adventure in England because as it turned out, we didn’t do all that much and ::laughs:: they wouldn’t let Teddy talk. :) We essentially finished defeating the monster–which the GM told us afterward was notoriously a Total Party Kill scenario, and which we survived basically unscathed–and the next morning decided that the only sensible thing for us to do was… …visit the armory, leaning on Dylan (American sharpshooter) and Summerset (British lord)’s military background, and ‘borrow’ as much as they’d let us, for…

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The game started this evening with my dad walking by the room and saying, “Good luck to Teddy as he faces the forces of darkness,” which was overheard in the chat, causing everyone to laugh and ask if that was our son. “No!” we said. “It’s my dad/father in law!” “Oh!” they said. “Would he like to play?” ::laughs:: One of our players has had to drop out, so we’ve got a new character, Caliope Baxter, a disgraced socialite who now studies parapsychology and whose presence Lord Summerset, the classist…

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This week’s CoC session began with us still in Derby, where we spent a while trying to figure out how to break into the walk-in safe on the factory floor (a factory which, if you will recall, two of our party broke into “because we hoped there might be monsters,” only to be told straight-up by the GM that there were no monsters here, lads, you’re just criminals. :laughs:), a conversation that eventually went: GM: You do have dynamite. Dylan, sharpshooter: That’s right, I do! Teddy, horrified: We cannot blow…

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Today I bring you the writeup for our second Call of Cthulhu with Teddy, my dumb, dumb, DUMB, but darling, arteest who is involved in this entire game simply bc his affianced, Beloved Alice, has lost her marbles. We have spent a month in Scotland, at fellow player Summerset’s estate. Alice has not recovered. Teddy has flirted with Summerset’s wife, Rose, who is politely impressed that he’s an artist: Very nice blues, dear. Teddy: Thank you! It’s my favorite color! Would you like to hear some of my other favorite…

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