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The H&H crew’s RPG shenanigans. You don’t need to have read H&H to follow this.

Firstly, Charlie GMs a murder mystery.

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“Alright!” Alcor clapped his hands together. “We’re finally all here. Let’s do this thing!”

“Hey, sorry again about last week,” said Vin. “I was, for the record, totally willing to play, but Renee was all ‘oh no, we cannot, not until you stop being a fucking sicko’. And I’m like, ‘guess we’re never playing then’.”

“Something about the idea of you getting sick on my character sheet really kills the mood for me,” Renee said. “And I cannot find it in me to apologize for that.”

“Well maybe you need to look harder. I’ve been getting sick all the time since we got here, it’s absurd to put everything on hold just because of something as dumb as ‘serial barfing’.”

Renee sighed. “You know, I was on the same diet as you for years and I’m not perpetually ill. If you just were even slightly more careful about what you ate you would feel much better.”

Vin put his hands in front of him. “Okay but consider: food taste good. It tastes fucking fantastic, actually. Shit’s bananas. Which reminds me: I still need to try bananas.”

“Food would still taste good if you ate simpler things until your system got used to eating things that weren’t protein bars.”

“Yes, that’s great,” Alcor said. “You both have very good points, now can we play?”

“One would really think that after a thousand years you might have acquired some patience,” sad Renee.

Alcor crossed his amrs. “I haven’t roleplayed in two whole centuries, okay? Excuse me for not wanting to sit through an argument about bodily functions.”

“Okay, so just so everyone knows, I’m diverting from the traditional gameplay method until you all get introduced. The first scene is going to be Vin’s if that’s okay with everyone?” Charlie looked pointedly at Alcor.

“Hey, I’m fine waiting until my turn, just so long as we’re actually playing.”

Charlie smiled. “Okay, as a reminder and to help set the scene: we are inside the relatively young town of Celetter, built on the ruins of a massive subterranean city. Just who built the ruins is a mystery; all that is known for certain is that they died off or moved away long ago, abandoning their former home. They are thought to have been far superior in technology to anyone else of their era, and rumors grow like weeds about what they may have left behind. Some people are sure that there’s riches beyond imagination down there. Others think that the ones who came before built something too dangerous for them to handle, and that, perhaps, it now sleeps, just waiting for some foolish soul to once again wake it from its slumber. Others still believe that there’s artifacts capable of miraculous feats hidden in the caves. Most people believe that anything of value would have been plundered long ago and what’s left would only be valuable if you were especially interested in early 24th century city planning.

“Now, shall we begin?”

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