The Whartson Hall Aethernauts play a variety of RPGs in short and long campaigns.
Obviously we will approach and negotiate before we open fire.
Is it the d12 of power, or is it an IED?
Into the underwater base. What structural stability limits?
They were using PHP. Genocide's too good for them.
Back to the campaign, and an alien object that's still active.
Space rescue! In space!
Exploring the synthetic pleasures of Torpol. Aha, information.
On the death-world of Clarke, bracketing the raiders. It's quite a big bracket so far.
OK, so the boat is a bit on fire and adrift. But at least it's raining.
Three couples go on a honeymoon boat trip in the Everglades, Nothing can go wrong.
When the police want someone to identify your body, it's generally not a good start to the day.
Back on Drinax, we face our most dangerous situation yet, a celebratory feast.
Practical starship salvage and repair. With space ratchet straps.
For the first time in centuries, a Drinax Harrier goes into battle. All we need to do is not fumble.
On the world of Marduk. How can we help these people AND make a profit?
Wherein captaining is done. And recruitment.
The motley crew gathers together to discover the mission. There will be dog jokes.
Can our heroes make it through to dawn? Well, one of them can't.
Are you saying it's an alien? No. Do pay attention.
You mean there are Lamborghinis WITHOUT pistols in the glove box? Not at this party.
Ah, gravity my old nemesis. We meet again.
The plot scaffolding is collapsing, but we muddle on through...
Let's put it like this, the plane doesn't really need to explode, but it would be cool if it did.
So just who's fighting and/or divorcing whom, again?
Two weeks' trek across the desert? No thanks, we'll fly.
A fight. And its inevitable aftermath, a nice cup of tea.
With perhaps even more faffing than usual, we make it to Arabia. Does possession and self-mutilation count as grounds for divorce?
Looking into the erring husband. (He must be erring. Dames like that always end up widowed or divorced, even if I have to do it myself.)
A dame is attacked at a party. Sadly, she's married. But perhaps we'll help her anyway.
Character generation.
Mud (snakes), mud (snakes), glorious mud (snakes)
We cannot allow a star-killer gap.
Exploring alien ruins. Are these their offspring?
Songs the Hyades shall sing...
With perhaps even more faffing than usual, we make it to Arabia. Does possession and self-mutilation count as grounds for divorce?
One last look at the Pleiades (and some character mechanics at the end)
Looking into the erring husband. (He must be erring. Dames like that always end up widowed or divorced, even if I have to do it myself.)
What really happened on Dr Radish's Big Adventure?
A dame is attacked at a party. Sadly, she's married. But perhaps we'll help her anyway.
Character generation.
Character generation, and one night at the diner...
Among the Pleiades. What is AGRA?
Or wonder, till it drives you mad, What would have followed if you had.
If the answer involves strange goings-on in a cave, what was the question again?
Into the ice palace. A lot of empty rooms.
No opium in the beer? How will we cope?
Across and into the ice. There's no atmosphere here.
Well, we have the big and the small...
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