Re: [DL] My Spagettie Western Sundays

["Ben Rasmussen" <nyddoybdyle@hotmail.com>]

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From: "Evil Robot Shane From Another Dimension" <wishkah@redbrick.dcu.ie>
To: <deadlands@gamerz.net>
Sent: Tuesday, May 14, 2002 10:09 AM
Subject: Re: [DL] My Spagettie Western Sundays


> On Mon, May 13, 2002 at 06:38:57PM -0500, Ben Rasmussen said:
> > For those posse's out there, this may contain...
> > SPOILERS!!! (for the F&B adventure)
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> > So, anyone think I was too nice or too cruel to my poor posse?
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>  Nah, sounds like you've got it about right.  Sometimes in Deadlands that
>  kinda thing just happens, like you said.  My posse did pretty well in
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>  adventure, as it happened - we had a Martial Artist getting the dreams
>  (he was the only character that was even slightly religious), and he was
>  able to take Wycliffe down in a dramatic final fight.  I also had a
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>  come out of it with a phobia of gold.
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I've played the senerio of letting Widcliff retreat over and over in my
head. I was cutting the PC's a break, awww, I'm such a nice Marshal. But
getting into a hand to hand fight with Johnny with no Zombie back up was
risky. I doubt Widcliff would risk losing his 'special' knife as it would
ruin all his plans. Better to fall back, raise a passle of Zombies and do it
right.

With my massive stack of chips it looks like Widcliff might well succeed.
But Grove is the fist of god and I've just learned how damned effective Max
is. It's going to be a barn burner for sure, but I've decided I'm not going
to pull any punches.

Sometimes you win, sometimes you get eaten by the big otherworldly nasty,
and sometimes you come back from the dead with a phobia of gold. =)



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across the ditch as the bullets buzzed past his ears like angry wasps - 'If
all I can know is the product of my own perceptions,' he thought as he
punched another Hussar in the throat, 'then all I can say with any
confidence is "I think, therefore I am." ' Turning, he grabbed the Prussian
colonel's cap and wrenched down over his ears, tossing him back into the
trench now filled with twisted corpses."  --Radical Athority (rpg.net)