I'm really torn by the concepts here. Any preferences for groups would be accepted via PM.
Right now, I would have group potentially shaping up in my mind. I don't mean to exclude anyone, and there's room to expand. For one, Captain Whitebread, I love the idea of John. I'm just not sure how to introduce him yet. If you tell me a little more about where he's from and what he's like, I think I can work him in easily... otherwise if you have an idea, throw it out there. Von Doom-- still listening, let it out. Hairy, Curvy, Aida, and all others I didn't mention by name: still listening, like I said. Put ideas on the table and we'll talk.
What we do need from all players is a post a week and be ready to move forward-- if you can't keep pace for whatever reason, I'll try to keep it moving and will do my best not to godmode your character in any way you wouldn't want. No player should godmode another character or NPC unless the other player or ST indicates "go with X outcome if you like", in which case it's not bad gaming-- it's just writing :)
Proposed intros and tie-ins... feedback appreciated, this story is as much yours as mine.
Purgatory, New Mexico. Ray McCallister:
Traveling 'Preacher' of a Questioned God
Wandered, or called, to purgatory by way of Oklahoma the trail of faithful along the mountain roads. Where he didn't find the shrines, he found the mad leading the way with their call... like their prayers themselves were blighted.Leanna Fairburn:
The Ghost with No Grave
The road has led here, paved with corpses and fragments of testament scrawled in pockets, whispers of names in the wind. Who would have thought that the murder of a rancher family would have been so... complicated? Where others were slain for their money, their cattle, or simply for sport, her hunt for her family's killers-- and her own, for that matter-- hint at someone, or something, named Sauvage.N'emea:
The Cat of Blades
Adventure awaits! Without a doubt, something is amiss in the sagebrush deserts of New Mexico, and the people that live there seem to whisper of it. The cavalry rides this way, and the people here eagerly await a hero-- but against what?