The Hall of Legends #005 – A Summer in Carcosa
Dates: July 25th, 2014; August 1st, 2014; August 8th, 2014; and August 15th, 2014
Game: Dungeon World (Adventures on Dungeon Planet)
Players: Jacob Densford Nicolette Khan Jeff Burke Daniel Fowler Ferrell Riley Kyle McCauley Russell Benner Scott Owen David LaFreniere
WARNING: ADULT CONTENT. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE A MILKSOP.
Was it a dream I had, of Carcosa? Or was I really there, thrashing about? The light of the ulfire moon seemed to fill me with equal portions of lust and dread and impotence. There was a girl, too; yellow-of-skin from head to toe, as if dipped in yellow paint, and crying yellow tears. All I could think of doing was holding her and consoling her and burying my thumbs in her sockets and crushing her skull and calling out for approval from nameless gods while I slaked my hunger with her perfectly yellow brain meat . . . but I resisted this dark temptation.
And there were others . . .
The off-worlders, for a start: Gullyver, the Earthling; Zed #003, her “loyal” Engine of Destruction; Omid, the Psion; and Delgado, the Technician.
And the natives: Qua the Insatiable, a Barbarian, purple-of-skin; Verrin, the Ranger, green-of-skin; and Scabs, the Mutant, red-of-skin (most of the time).
And the Inevitable: Grezzurkt’taa, a foul sorcerer with even fouler designs for this world of Carcosa Most-Foul, who operated entirely beyond our perception.
And there were things that happened, too, as if in a dream . . .
The Deep Ones, answering the call of the blue woman’s bloodcurdling screams;
a midnight revel among barbarian raiders, with much feasting and fucking;
velociraptors with purple eye lasers, and a triceratops with six cybernetically-enhanced legs;
an abandoned research station in the sandy, yellow desert;
the visceral breeders, whose whip like-tails spray their fluid down her throat;
an emergency abortifacient made from a cocktail of poisonous fluids from his mouth-suckers;
Security Drone #093, featuring Octo-laser Array and Electromagnetic Ultra-Pulse;
an attempt to eat Security Drone #093 with the giant mouth that had suddenly appeared on his upper torso;
a vicious arboreal specimen with screaming, carnivorous, monkey-face pseudopods;
an orange girl in search of help;
an orange girl inadvertently beheaded;
an orange man, mounting another orange man in a runic circle; the squamous red mass above their heads pulsating in time with their thrusting, and a throat being sliced at the precise moment of ejaculation;
a group of ulfire cultists, dedicated to Nyarlathotep, feasting on the sweet pus extracted from their leader’s protruding growths;
a Rose Maiden, incapable of saving her people at the End of All Things, hurling herself into the maw of a dolm-colored grotesque just arisen from the Fecund Protoplasmic Pit;
a Violet Mist, filled with hate;
a spawn of the void, propagating itself inside the poor sap’s green genitals, and the wicked-precise castration that resulted therefrom (the second abortion in as many days);
4 blue men, 8 bone men, 5 yellow men, and 10 green men spilling their seed in a stone brazier shaped like a vagina, calling-forth the Child of Cthugha;
a man, having crossed a yellow lake in a yellow boat, to a yellow island, where he finds a yellow-robed man sitting atop a twisting, yellow throne, who he deems to be a Liar;
a yellow cavern, lined with the bodies of the yellow dust men, who will only stay themselves if the Yellow Song is sung;
an epic wrestling match with a massive blue spider with tiny human hands on the ends of its legs, the result of which is symbiotic stalemate;
the Fetor of the Depths, whose stench causes the poor sap to gag so violently, he spits-up some organ meat;
a final confrontation with the Inevitable;
and a rescue;
and a darkness spreading over the galaxy as the weird science of the planet of Carcosa fails to be contained to its throbbing, thrusting surface.