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Across the Tundra of Madness

Vudukudu

Farseer to the Warsong Clan
Across the Tundra of Madness:


In 1935, a joint American-British expedition to the Antarctic, led by Captain Horace Maro of the US Navy, departed from New York, sailed to the Falkland Islands, then set sail for its final destination. It would be two years before they were heard from again, and only after a rescue expedition found a maddened sailor, the sole survivor of the expedition, wandering the tundra. A Jewish-German sailor, he was repatriated to his home country having rambled ceaselessly about monsters in the snow, great glowing citadels in the mountains, and beings capable of altering reality with but a single thought.


His name was Jeremy Muller, and he died early during the horrors of the Holocaust, subjected to torture at the hands of Nazi interrogators demanding the truth about the failed Maro Expedition. Hitler, fascinated by the occult, but considering Muller's ravings utterly delusional, did not initially act on the information brought to him about the Maro Expedition.


However, in the year 1943, with British forces sweeping across Africa and foreseeing defeat, the Fuhrer grew desperate. A special submarine, designed to rush past the Allied blockades and carry an exploration team to Antarctica, left that same year and rushed for the Antarctic. Days after it submerged itself beneath the waves, American forces seized its port of departure, recovered encoded documents surrounding the submarine's mission, and sent ships to capture the sub, but to no avail.


On November 29th, at the Tehran Conference, the Allied Powers met to discuss the end of war. Behind closed doors, Franklin Delano Roosevelt and Winston Churchill met to secretly plan a mission to pursue the German expedition, fearing that Soviet inclusion, were the mission successful, could give the USSR a dangerous weapon. They agreed within minutes; another exploratory expedition must be sent immediately to pursue the Nazis, eliminate them, and if possible, find the object of their search.


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Tundra of Madness will be an action-horror take on World War 2 and Hitler's alleged fascination with the occult. Following the crew of an Anglo-American vessel to the Antarctic, the character's will face the barren tundra, the SS, and things not meant for man to see.
 
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For Your Eyes Only:





Every year, approximately four million dollars is approved as part of the US budget for a program simply entitled "Cleaners." For fifty years, Cleaners has appeared a few lines from the bottom of every budget report, and, to date, not a person on the globe has questioned it, and its probably better that they don't.


You're probably confused. Millions of dollars, every year, for cleaning services that ought to be filed under the budget of whatever institution is being cleaned. Couldn't your tax dollars be going to something better than hiring a few night janitors?



No. It couldn't. But after what you saw last night, maybe you can find that believable.



You remember it, even though your brain is doing back flips trying to forget. The way it threw itself at you, its skinless body glistening with ice crystals from the rings of Jupiter. Maybe it was luck that saved you, that made you run outside and grab the hatchet before hacking the thing into a hundred pieces and throwing every last one into a fire.



Yeah, we know. You called the cops after, gave 'em this whole spiel about some sorta nightmare hound with tentacles. Word got around the station pretty quick, making fun of you. Couple cops told the story in a locker room, one went home and told his wife about it, she joked to her nursing buddies, and, well, one of her nursing buddies is a Cleaner. We've got ears everywhere.



Point is, you've seen what humanity was never meant to see. A mess that never should have been made to exist in the first place. Fixing those messes is what the Cleaners are for. And well, quite frankly, the reason we've got you chained to this table in a cabin one hundred miles from the nearest town is to hire you.



All we're asking is the rest of your life.



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For Your Eyes Only will be a paranormal horror roleplay focused on a few new Cleaners, members of a black ops government organization dedicated to combating the unspeakable.


Style wise,
For Your Eyes Only will be run as a GM + Player game. I'll be contributing primarily in narrative and NPCs.


Feel free to ask any questions here.
 

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