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The Stars are almost Right. What do you do?

Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 10:42 am
by Mr Dyson
Through your reading of forbidden texts like the Necronomicon you have calculated when the Stars will be Right. You have discovered the Great Old Ones will return in a years time and there is no way to stop it.

Obviously when the Endtime begins it will see the rise of R'leyh, Yog-Sothoth breaking into our world, Tsathoggua and his spawn coming out of the ground, the Yellow Sign everywhere along with Nylarthotep laughing at it all. There will be attacks from cultists, Deep Ones and Ghouls and ordinary humanity will be going mad. It is the End of Everything!

My question is what do you do? You have a year to prepare for the end of the world. Most people won't listen to your warnings so you must think of yourself and a small group.

The way I see it your basic choices boil down to the choices in the poll. Definately C for me. Just need to work out the best place to make my last stand.

Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 10:52 am
by Rodr-Evil
to die fighting? not thanks, it would not be so stupid as to fight against them, I limit myself to observing and trying to understand, until the death calls me.

Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 11:14 am
by JJ Burke
i'll be that guy who stays behind in the deserted city to play with everyone else's possessions. when the toad armies come hopping through town and i get snatched up in some rubbery flipper, i'll turn the tables on them and urinate as a defense mechanism. they will then feel kinship with me and keep me as a lovable pet and mascot. later i will be caught in the crossfire during an assault on albuquerque, new mexico, and the amphibian horde will erect a blasphemous monument to me in the center of the city which will flourish on top of albuquerque's pulverized ruins. this new city will be known as qh'ygck'thbpbtpt.

Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 11:51 am
by Rodr-Evil
:lol:

Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 1:23 pm
by Pinonomicon
Put the moves on one of the old ones. 8) Sometimes the mature ones are the best.

Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 1:30 pm
by Mr Dyson
Being kept as breeding stock? Its one way of surviving :lol:

I suspect life expectancy is short whatever happens. Whatever plans you make your sanity will buckle and break. Nice idea to study and observe till the end though.

Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 2:10 pm
by Rodr-Evil
Mr Dyson wrote:
I suspect life expectancy is short whatever happens.
I agree, if that will happen, the death will be the glory for us.

Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 2:17 pm
by Eternities End
JJ Burke wrote:i'll be that guy who stays behind in the deserted city to play with everyone else's possessions. when the toad armies come hopping through town and i get snatched up in some rubbery flipper, i'll turn the tables on them and urinate as a defense mechanism. they will then feel kinship with me and keep me as a lovable pet and mascot. later i will be caught in the crossfire during an assault on albuquerque, new mexico, and the amphibian horde will erect a blasphemous monument to me in the center of the city which will flourish on top of albuquerque's pulverized ruins. this new city will be known as qh'ygck'thbpbtpt.
Thats Awsome... I'd prolly dress up in some fish costume and go with the crowed for a couple of years...then once I've earned there respect, move of somewere and raise a family with some slave girl I rescued :wink:

Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:53 am
by Hodgson
JJ Burke wrote:i'll be that guy who stays behind in the deserted city to play with everyone else's possessions. when the toad armies come hopping through town and i get snatched up in some rubbery flipper, i'll turn the tables on them and urinate as a defense mechanism. they will then feel kinship with me and keep me as a lovable pet and mascot. later i will be caught in the crossfire during an assault on albuquerque, new mexico, and the amphibian horde will erect a blasphemous monument to me in the center of the city which will flourish on top of albuquerque's pulverized ruins. this new city will be known as qh'ygck'thbpbtpt.
What kind of amphibian horde erects blasphemous monuments to pets? They should just bury you in the back yard.

And I think that Qh'ygck'thbpbtpt should be capitalized. Or is this on the Frog Army Manual of Style?

Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 10:26 am
by Jesus Prime
Go down fighting!

Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 10:54 am
by odin2
We at the the Church Of Cthulhu already know what to do!

HAIL GREAT CTHULHU!!
IA! CTHULHU!!

Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 11:07 am
by Jesus Prime
You'll be the first ones I shoot in my guerilla campaign to obtain the necessary steamboat.

Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 3:11 pm
by JJ Burke
Hodgson wrote:What kind of amphibian horde erects blasphemous monuments to pets? They should just bury you in the back yard.
but you see, in the battle of albuquerque i will transcend from petdom into martyrdom. when their plucky little companion is savagely picked off by some godless human sniper, envious of my interdimensional charisma, the throngs of tsathoggua will then cry my name (which they pronounce hk't''ydrx'zl) in unison and crash through the fortifications in a gibbous, eldritch, non-euclidean attack that results in a sea of carpaccio-like death that takes several years to clean up.
And I think that Qh'ygck'thbpbtpt should be capitalized. Or is this on the Frog Army Manual of Style?
i like to keep things slightly improper, as long as we're all friends here
:mrgreen:

Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 2:14 am
by odin2
Jesus Prime wrote:You'll be the first ones I shoot in my guerilla campaign to obtain the necessary steamboat.
But we have bigger guns.

Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:06 am
by Hodgson
JJ Burke wrote:
Hodgson wrote:What kind of amphibian horde erects blasphemous monuments to pets? They should just bury you in the back yard.
but you see, in the battle of albuquerque i will transcend from petdom into martyrdom. when their plucky little companion is savagely picked off by some godless human sniper, envious of my interdimensional charisma, the throngs of tsathoggua will then cry my name (which they pronounce hk't''ydrx'zl) in unison and crash through the fortifications in a gibbous, eldritch, non-euclidean attack that results in a sea of carpaccio-like death that takes several years to clean up.
Oh. Well, that's different.