Welcome To Santa Mira [Grindhouse Sandbox] [Interest Check]

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The town of Santa Mira, California, is nestled about a dozen miles north of San Francisco, looking out on the Bay as majestic trees and mountains span behind it. Its home to just under 11,000 residents who working mainly in fishing, logging, and tourism locally or commute to the city. The kids got to Santa Mira High, home of the Matadors, and proud of their champion cheerleader team. It almost seems like a place out of time with its friendly faces, large number of classic cars, and hardly a soul staring at their phone. Santa Mira would be just about ideal except for one thing...

The characters.

Not your typical town characters like drunks or weird-o's. Characters like something right out of a drive-in or straight-to-video movie. Aliens, monsters, girls with guns, slashers, people that seem a lot like knock-offs of people in famous movies. It causes a lot of trouble of the people of Santa Mira but things usually turn out alright in the end so they've adapted. Heck, some of the characters settle down and become neighbors. No one knows why this happens but every town has its troubles.


So this is an idea I had while coming across Santa Mira, a location in multiple fictional worlds of varying quality. So I thought what if there was a place that attracted all manner of midnight movie freak, even from beyond time and space?  Players can be both "characters" and townsfolk. No plot, just life in a town where a prison camp run by a cleavage-baring Nazi might appear one morning as a giant squid attacks the fishing boats. Plenty of smut opportunities as if there's anything exploitation films are good for it's gratuitous sex and nudity. Most likely would be Extreme due to horror/slasher types. I'm thinking the characters would be original, as coming up with whatever B-movie tropes they have would be fun.

So would anyone like to pay Santa Mira a visit?

Kadigan

If I can drive/fly a crime solving boat/car/and or helicopter...then I'm very much interested.

Foxy DeVille

Quote from: Brittlby on June 23, 2019, 08:52:19 PM
I'd be interested in working on this! Actual characters from exploitation films or "in the vein of"?

"In the vein of." Things can get even nuttier that way and I don't wanna exclude anyone that didn't waste their Saturday nights watching Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama.

Capone

I have no clue if I really ought to be taking on a third group game, but I was struck with the idea of a regular guy rooming with an alien/talking dinosaur/alien dinosaur and now I feel like I might need to at least throw my hat in the ring.

Foxy DeVille

Quote from: BarbaraGordon on June 23, 2019, 08:49:43 PM
If I can drive/fly a crime solving boat/car/and or helicopter...then I'm very much interested.

Sure! Just make sure your license and registration are up to date!

Quote from: Capone on June 23, 2019, 09:06:29 PM
I have no clue if I really ought to be taking on a third group game, but I was struck with the idea of a regular guy rooming with an alien/talking dinosaur/alien dinosaur and now I feel like I might need to at least throw my hat in the ring.

Groovy! In general I'm aiming for something people can pop in and out of (said the actress to the bishop). If someone's too busy they can kill off their characters and bring 'em back later since that's how sequels work.

Carly


Capone

Quote from: Foxy Oni on June 23, 2019, 09:19:07 PM
Groovy! In general I'm aiming for something people can pop in and out of (said the actress to the bishop). If someone's too busy they can kill off their characters and bring 'em back later since that's how sequels work.

I think I'm pretty much in, just trying to decide on an idea proper and what the actual tone is supposed to be. Even with the description I'm wondering if my thought might be a bit too comedic. It shifted to an odd couple where the alien is a brain in a jar complaining about simple tasks.

"Roommate unit!"

"My name is-"

"You continually leave the towels upon the bathroom floor! This prevents them from drying! Proper protocol is to hang the towels up so that the liquid contents may evaporate from the fibers!"

"You're a brain in a jar, you don't even-"

"I would like to add that you refuse to clean the Grill designated Forman in a timely manner! By time I wish to release questionably mixed cow meats of their fats, the gristley remains of your meal have solidified onto the machine in a most repulsive manner!"

"Wait, how do eat without a-"

"Finally, I would like to address the volume at which you copulate with the females of your species!"

I'm afraid such a dynamic might grow stale. Even so, having the non-human being the neat freak that enjoys the fancier hobbies is the direction I think I'll be going with. As for the human, there's a face claim I've been wanting to use but never knew what game to use him for, and a sort of Shaft meets Ash from Evil Dead/Army of Darkness vibe might actually fit for him.

Assuming I can actually land the personality.

TL;DR: I think I'm in.

Foxy DeVille

Quote from: Carly on June 23, 2019, 09:45:16 PM
can i be a large cocked hermaphrodite ?

Well, that's not really a b-movie character. You could be something like a large cocked hermaphrodite sadistic women's prison guard or a large cocked hermaphrodite Venusian Valkyrie or whatever but I'll need something more to go on than the aforementioned large cock.

Sargepepper

Okay, so this really interests me and I was totally surprised to see it. Really unique idea and I’d love to be a part of it.

Several ideas:

Quirky Science Girl that ends up stumbling across experiments and goofing chemicals to the point of comedy/critical plot points. “Yes, it was supposed to be a stink bomb, but I consider the fact that the football team ended up naked from a clothing eating organism that spawned from it, it still deem it a success!”

The Jock bruiser that is kind of a jerk, but come through when it counts for people. “Hey! No one picks on the dork but me!”

Or, a super out there one, the Hispanic priest with a dark past of being a Vatican Supernatural Hitman, supposedly retired, but people consistiently seem for “forget” when he pops up with a pair of .45’s and holy water. “Tell Satan to keep my seat warm when you see him, esse.”

Carly



Loraess, a character from a b-grade porn animation film.

Loraess is a demi-goddess of the hunt that has been tainted by evil magics cultists have conducted in a bizarre sexual ritual. She was summoned then fell victim to a spell cast by twelve mages,where half were women, half were men, that resulted in her becoming  a hermaphrodite, and an endowed one at that. The mages were called the coven and they were masters of dark and perverted magical arts. They changed her mind, they changed her body. They changed her soul. To be a puppet for their wills. Her urges to hunt partly changed to become urges for sex - for men as well a for women, but she still has powers to track as well as impressive fighting skills. In a epic struggle she partly overcame their control and now seeks to define herself anew with strangers with backgrounds just as strange as her own.

Loraess can often be seen in armor that covers her torso and split-leg silk skirt suitable for riding, as well as having a water-skin and dagger on her belt and spear in her hand. She wears velvet cape and thigh high riding boots of black leather.

Loraess hunts during a full moon, and will bring back what she can for others to eat. She is often seen on horseback scouting roads for tracks of beasts, and is the first to offer her skills at tracking down people who are lost.

Capone

So if there's still interest in this, I think I got an outline of characters. Going to drop them here and see if people like the sound of 'em.

Behind this spoiler tag lies verbiage and imagery


Marshall used to be a common customer of the Bottom of the Barrel grill and bar. It was a fine enough establishment, though all these young punks with their trash music were starting to come in and transform it into some party location. Really, no one had any class anymore. Then, one day, aliens invade, trash the place, and kill the owner. Frustrated, Marshall grabbed himself a sawed-off shotgun and began to slaughter any alien scum he could find... with the exception of Seighslough, who would later adopt the human name of Cyrus. When Marshall spotted him in a used records store, he found ol' Seighslough listening in on some headphones to a record. Turned out to be The Trooper by Iron Maiden. As another of "Slough's" species began sneaking up behind Marshall, the enamored reptilian aimed his laser gun and blasted the head off his fellow Skurgian clean off. "The aural stimulation of this circulating disc fascinates me," he had said. "I wish to hear more."

Once the alien invasion concluded, Marshall and Slough, now taking the name of Cyrus, decided to work together to rebuild the old bar, but with some fine adjustments. Renamed to Bottom of the Gunbarrel, the old-fashioned bar comes equipped with a jukebox, a sign above it reading "NO KISS, NO GLAM, NO PUNK, NO GRUNGE, NO POP, NO POSERS". Marshall, as the primary bartender and face of the place, has no trouble running the less desirables (y'know, spring breakers, frat boys, whoo girls, and Nickelback fans) out of his establishment, even if Cyrus would prefer such irresponsible and foolish spenders for the sake of profit margins.

Cyrus is also running for City Council, it turns out.

So that's the basic background I have in mind. Does it sound like it's in the intended tone of the game? Do the characters seem like they'd be fun?

Foxy DeVille

Quote from: Sargepepper on June 24, 2019, 12:42:54 AM
Okay, so this really interests me and I was totally surprised to see it. Really unique idea and I’d love to be a part of it.

Several ideas:

Quirky Science Girl that ends up stumbling across experiments and goofing chemicals to the point of comedy/critical plot points. “Yes, it was supposed to be a stink bomb, but I consider the fact that the football team ended up naked from a clothing eating organism that spawned from it, it still deem it a success!”

The Jock bruiser that is kind of a jerk, but come through when it counts for people. “Hey! No one picks on the dork but me!”

Or, a super out there one, the Hispanic priest with a dark past of being a Vatican Supernatural Hitman, supposedly retired, but people consistiently seem for “forget” when he pops up with a pair of .45’s and holy water. “Tell Satan to keep my seat warm when you see him, esse.”

Oooo... I like all those. The first two sound like they could play off each other.

Quote from: Carly on June 24, 2019, 01:18:02 AM


Loraess, a character from a b-grade porn animation film.

Loraess is a demi-goddess of the hunt that has been tainted by evil magics cultists have conducted in a bizarre sexual ritual. She was summoned then fell victim to a spell cast by twelve mages,where half were women, half were men, that resulted in her becoming  a hermaphrodite, and an endowed one at that. The mages were called the coven and they were masters of dark and perverted magical arts. They changed her mind, they changed her body. They changed her soul. To be a puppet for their wills. Her urges to hunt partly changed to become urges for sex - for men as well a for women, but she still has powers to track as well as impressive fighting skills. In a epic struggle she partly overcame their control and now seeks to define herself anew with strangers with backgrounds just as strange as her own.

Loraess can often be seen in armor that covers her torso and split-leg silk skirt suitable for riding, as well as having a water-skin and dagger on her belt and spear in her hand. She wears velvet cape and thigh high riding boots of black leather.

Loraess hunts during a full moon, and will bring back what she can for others to eat. She is often seen on horseback scouting roads for tracks of beasts, and is the first to offer her skills at tracking down people who are lost.

The general concept is good, sounding like something out of a 70s sexploitation fantasy film. "Porn animation" isn't quite the feel of what I'm going for, it's not really a grindhouse thing. But again the concept works.

Quote from: Capone on June 25, 2019, 09:18:17 AM
So if there's still interest in this, I think I got an outline of characters. Going to drop them here and see if people like the sound of 'em.

Behind this spoiler tag lies verbiage and imagery


Marshall used to be a common customer of the Bottom of the Barrel grill and bar. It was a fine enough establishment, though all these young punks with their trash music were starting to come in and transform it into some party location. Really, no one had any class anymore. Then, one day, aliens invade, trash the place, and kill the owner. Frustrated, Marshall grabbed himself a sawed-off shotgun and began to slaughter any alien scum he could find... with the exception of Seighslough, who would later adopt the human name of Cyrus. When Marshall spotted him in a used records store, he found ol' Seighslough listening in on some headphones to a record. Turned out to be The Trooper by Iron Maiden. As another of "Slough's" species began sneaking up behind Marshall, the enamored reptilian aimed his laser gun and blasted the head off his fellow Skurgian clean off. "The aural stimulation of this circulating disc fascinates me," he had said. "I wish to hear more."

Once the alien invasion concluded, Marshall and Slough, now taking the name of Cyrus, decided to work together to rebuild the old bar, but with some fine adjustments. Renamed to Bottom of the Gunbarrel, the old-fashioned bar comes equipped with a jukebox, a sign above it reading "NO KISS, NO GLAM, NO PUNK, NO GRUNGE, NO POP, NO POSERS". Marshall, as the primary bartender and face of the place, has no trouble running the less desirables (y'know, spring breakers, frat boys, whoo girls, and Nickelback fans) out of his establishment, even if Cyrus would prefer such irresponsible and foolish spenders for the sake of profit margins.

Cyrus is also running for City Council, it turns out.

So that's the basic background I have in mind. Does it sound like it's in the intended tone of the game? Do the characters seem like they'd be fun?

That really rocks. Love the idea of mixing a local with an alien.

As for me...

Hella Rax



According to Hella the world has been reduced to a wasteland and people are forced to live as nomads, looking to food and shelter while avoiding marauding gangs of... marauders. No matter how pleasant the seaside weather is, Hella goes on about the desert heat which makes her dress in next to nothing. She claims Santa Mira is the last surviving outpost of humanity, which makes her very protective of the town. This attitude has endeared her to the locals and Hella won a write-in vote to be the sheriff. The next-to-nothing wardrobe helped too. Sure, she doesn't enforce most traffic laws and really should crack down on teenage make-out points since those just lead to slashers but she's just the person you need when fighting off radioactive mutants, a top issue in Santa Mira.


Capone

Yowza, what a sheriff.

Would you believe I forgot the most important detail of the bar? Guns. Guns everywhere, most of them hidden where people don't even know. Marshall's gonna make sure nothing wrecks that bar again, and while just having guns available for anyone to grab might normally sound like a bad idea in a drinking establishment (most are hidden, anyway), it comes in handy when a sudden Blargnath from Dimension 17 breaks through the wall and lashes its tendrils out for the other white breast and thigh meat, if ya know what I mean.

Foxy DeVille

Quote from: Capone on June 25, 2019, 11:18:23 AM
Yowza, what a sheriff.

Would you believe I forgot the most important detail of the bar? Guns. Guns everywhere, most of them hidden where people don't even know. Marshall's gonna make sure nothing wrecks that bar again, and while just having guns available for anyone to grab might normally sound like a bad idea in a drinking establishment (most are hidden, anyway), it comes in handy when a sudden Blargnath from Dimension 17 breaks through the wall and lashes its tendrils out for the other white breast and thigh meat, if ya know what I mean.

Hee hee... I imagine that gun supply shops due steady business in Santa Mira, especially with ammo. Also the local hospital would have some pretty specialized doctors. Squid bites and laser shots aren't touched on in most medical schools.


ApesAmongUs

Is this small town large enough for a faux-noir gumshoe with a penchant for cheap bourbon and cheaper women in trouble?  Those types tend to gravitate towards larger places that can support a seedy underbelly.

Foxy DeVille

Quote from: ApesAmongUs on June 25, 2019, 05:16:51 PM
Is this small town large enough for a faux-noir gumshoe with a penchant for cheap bourbon and cheaper women in trouble?  Those types tend to gravitate towards larger places that can support a seedy underbelly.

Sure! It's just under eleven thousand so while not big it's not tiny either. And it's really close to SF so he could blow in from there. Just be prepared for cases like a housewife saying an alien has replaced the alien that replaced her husband. "I liked the first alien but this new one does nothing around the house.  It's like having my actual husband back!" And as teen delinquent movies were once a big deal, wholesome parents might worry that their little angel is smoking reefer or drag racing.

Sargepepper

I think I am going to move forward with a Brother/Sister team idea of the science chick and the jock. I'll keep the priest in my pocket though for later.

Mad Scientist:

Victoria "Vikky" DeChamp


Trope: Bad 80's Science Fiction Pulp
Vikky is the quintessential child prodigy. Learned several languages before leaving elementary school, working on her college credits in Middle School, and is currently waiting on graduating Valedictorian at the local University with her Ph.D. in Chemical Engineering, with a dual minor in Biology and Computer Algorithmic Mathematics, pending her graduation from High School. She chose to stay in high school to make sure she was well adjusted to society before leaving, but to anyone else, she's definitely got work to do on that regard. Her parents are Peter DeChamp, CEO of DeChamp Enterprises, one of the most well-known corporations on the face of the earth, and her mother is its lead researcher. As a result, her parents are mostly gone nearly all of the time, though a simple call can get her most anything she or her brother Brick needs.

She's a Senior at Hometown High, where the administration has utterly given up at restricting her access to it's developed labs and science thingamabobs (half of it has been designed and requested by her and paid for by her parents in donations) since she just finds a way to get in anyway. She's brilliant, but her application of science toward common problems can be a bit overcompensated. Things like her Automatic Cookinator (a laser that automatically cooks her cook instantly, which somehow managed to set water on fire), her Community Brilliance Solution (Hey, that gas only turned them into zombies temporarily and everyone got better!), and her Acoustic Mega Booster (the next town over still hasn't recovered all of their broken windows).

However, while she's overeager to apply her skills, she's bashful and innocent around new people unless she's talking about her passions, which she will quickly ramble off into nearly unintelligible jargon that loses nearly everyone. And while she may strike out on successfully asking her crushes out (last one needed to be institutionalized due to the shock of the potion she created), she generally comes through for her friends and the town when she is needed. The Alien Invasion of the Scalies (what she calls them) wouldn't have been repled if she hadn't helped and determined their mothership (She did confiscate all of the plasma weapons for further study though).


The Jock:

Marcus "Brick" DeChamp


Trope: 80's Slasher Films, Pulp Fictions
Marcus is more formally known by his given team name of Brick around the school and town. He's not the smartest cookie like his sister, much to the constant chagrin of his consistently absent parents, but what he lacks in brains, he makes up for in power and physical ability. That's mostly displayed on the track and field, where he is a lynchpin in most of Hometown High's sports teams, but he's come in very handy when the town has come under some kind of turmoil. In some ways, his lack of critical thought seems to help in these situations, as where most people went insane when the Old Gods started to break through a sudden rift, Brick simply just socked one in the face and pushed it back into the portal. He was quoted for the paper as saying "It just looked like a face that needed punching."

He's looking forward to university, but after living with and helping support his sister for so long, it's a large step to be separated from her since their parents have been gone on business for so long. He won't admit it, but Vikky is 100% his soft spot, defending her to the very last. He's a good guy just trying to do the right thing under the layers of his ignorance, but his anger gets the better of him and gets him into trouble quite often. Mostly for the right reasons.

He's a local hero, having fought toe to toe with essentially anything that has stepped foot in the town and has garnered a little bit of a reputation as being as tough to kill as his nickname. He just seems to get back up from almost any wound and keep going with a winning smile, which is perfect for the local newspaper for either standing atop the dead eldritch creatures he fought off, or crossing across the goal line to win the championship game.

Carly



Loraess is a demi-goddess of the hunt that has been tainted by evil magics cultists have conducted in a bizarre sexual ritual. She was summoned then fell victim to a spell cast by twelve mages, where half were women, half were men, that resulted in her becoming  a hermaphrodite, and a extremely endowed one at that.

The mages were called the Coven and they were masters of perverted magical arts. They changed her mind, they changed her soul, but most of all they changed her body. To be a puppet for their wills. Her urges to hunt were mostly changed to become urges for sex - for men as well a for women, but she still has powers to track as well as impressive fighting skills. In a epic struggle she partly overcame their control and now seeks to define herself anew with strangers with backgrounds just as strange as her own. However the spell still changed her permanently, making her freakish and above normal in libido.

Loraess can often be seen in split-leg silk skirts that show her privates during walking, being so large down south, underwear and tight fitting clothing is impossible to wear. Her testicles and penis protrude quite comically from her groin, which her skirts and dresses can't hide. She deals with it as best she can, which literally means it deals with her more often than not.

Loraess loves to hunt still and will bring back what she can for others to eat. She is often seen on horseback scouting roads for tracks of beasts, and is the first to offer her skills at tracking down people who are lost or prized animals that have escaped their fenced pastures.

She is a property owner or a modern house living on her own and has a job as the park ranger for the town during the day, and every odd night she is a porn cam-star on the net (which gives her some more cash as park ranger doesn't really pay that well).

Skills: Riding, tracking, hunting, stealth, short-sword, dagger, spear, composite bow,hand to hand,wrestling

Carly


Rabbit

Sounds fun. I'll have to work up a few character concepts. Maybe a nice salt-of-the-earth Santa Mira family.

Sergeant Joel “Cannibal” Carpio is a deputy with the Santa Mira Sheriff Department. Born and raised in Santa Mira, he loves the city and is tough on out of town criminals. He is not a cannibal. I mean, he knows trivia. Girls taste better than men. Older folk are just naturally tougher, and you’d probably want to go with a pressure cooker. Fatties have more flavor. But here’s the thing. Everyone in Santa Mira knows that Joel’s a problem solver. Your elderly grandparent can’t paint their house and the yards getting overgrown? Joel will pull a couple of drunks or gangbangers out of the cell and run by on a Saturday to take care of the problem. Vagrants hanging around. Joel will run them out of town and be back picking his teeth before you know it. Problem’s solved. He’s good people and he cares about the property-owning citizens of Santa Mira. Sure, there’s been a few allegations against him. If you try to come into town and mess with the citizens, there will be consequences.

Joel’s eighteen-year-old daughter Becky? She’s a sweet Christian girl. Co-Captain of the Santa Mira High School cheer squad. Decent grades and she’s got a brown belt in Juijitsu and a black belt in Karate. Been studying both since she was a little tike. Joel’s taught her to shoot and she’s got medals for marksmanship. Not a serial killer! When you shoot three patched bikers at one time in self-defense, that is not serial killing, even if you did track down the other two who raped her friend and shoot them down in self defense two weeks later. That’s still not a serial killer. The FBI is very clear that there must be a month between killings with an emotional cooling off period. Becky shot those five in a two-week period and the grand jury cleared her. Oh, there's always rumors about other deaths, but nothing verifiable. Also, this is important, keep in mind that all the folk who are alleged to have been killed by Becky came to Santa Mira within the last five years, practically strangers. None were decent, property owning, God fearing Santa Mira folk.

Joel’s wife and Becky’s mom Tish? Salt-of-the-Earth. Not a zombie, they just keep her chained in the basement because of some mental health issues. She has good days. Allergic to cooked meat and vegetable matter, but you know there are more allergies these days than there used to be. Okay, she is non-verbal unless you count growling, but she still looks cute in a bikini. That zombie stuff is just rumors. You know how cruel kids and gossips can be.

Carly


Rabbit

Quote from: Carly on June 26, 2019, 03:04:38 AM
cool characters rabbit !

Thanks! I enjoyed your character a lot too. I will say that Joel will judge you if you don't own property in Santa Mira. But obviously being a goddess is as good if not better than being god fearing. Plus, if you've been in Santa Mira more than five year and own property, then you're almost family to Joel and off limits to Becky (not that she's a serial killer!). The property owners of Santa Mira pay Joel's salary. Joel is biased in favor of people who pay his salary, just saying.

Quote from: Capone on June 23, 2019, 09:50:54 PM
I think I'm pretty much in, just trying to decide on an idea proper and what the actual tone is supposed to be. Even with the description I'm wondering if my thought might be a bit too comedic.

This is my second group game and I hesitated, but it sounds like so much fun. I will say if "too comedic" is an issue, I might have crossed the line.

Carly

i would like my character to own a house but i am unsure what job i would have.


Sargepepper


Carly