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Sarah Hopkins


Hearing the action from the next block over, Sarah briefly sized up her options before dashing for the restaurant. She was fully intent on charging in there, but her thin frame clanked against the back door and bounced off. It was locked. But with the balcony only being one story up... Well, she was a bit more agile than her human disguise let on. Sarah let the camera hang loose on its strap while she judged the distance. She got a running start, jumped off a table and grabbed onto the ledge above. Next she pulled herself up and went over the banister.

This spot would serve perfectly. Sarah crept to the opposite edge with her camera and looked below. There indeed were the ones she'd been looking for - the power rangers! She wanted to jump down there right away and start asking questions. Most importantly, 'What did you do with my brother?!' - but she'd have to bide her time for now. They weren't the only ones on the street below. There were more imperial soldiers and some Velcon mercenary. It looked like he alone was matching the whole group of rangers. They had to keep picking themselves up, while he had yet to touch the ground. Was this really the unbeatable coordination she'd read about in the Earth presses? Sarah snapped another picture with an intense look on her face.

Just then, the two imperial soldiers she hid from before came around at an unexpected angle, right across from her. She tried to hug the wall, but she just couldn't be sure. Had they seen her?
Thanks for the interest! I love this time period too. I'm itching to get this started, but I'm hoping to find a few more players first.

I can go ahead and do the tarot readings for you two if you'd like to start putting together your characters. ^^
@PatientBean Thanks for the interest. Feel free to shoot me a PM or post here if you want to discuss character ideas.


La Belle Époque. After years of war and revolution, France enjoyed a short period of peace and relative prosperity. It was the crescendo of an era. In those few years, culture bloomed, scientific understanding developed, and technological marvels were everywhere. Innovations such as the telegram and the early telephone enjoyed use. France also had cinema and hot air balloons and other early flying machines. Art Nouveau was the fledgling upstart in the world of aesthetics, competing with the established classical styles. Not everyone got to enjoy these novelties, however. The rural parts of the country have been slow to industrialize, and some french peasants still live in a more or less medieval manner.

The year is 1901. After a shaky start, the third Republic finally managed to solidify itself. In the beginning practically all they could agree upon was that France was to be a secular state. Ever since the great revolution there had always been a deep mistrust of bishops and other clergymen by the lower classes. In place of superstition, science would be the flame that lit their way. That is not to say that this movement was entirely unopposed. Hardly! In fact, though the government's position is well known, the opinions of the people are much more divided. Not all would be so proud of man's newfangled advancements; they would instead take refuge in the simple faith that had persevered for centuries.

But this was not just a matter of religious outlook. Since the latter half of the 19th century, the people have had an intense interest in spiritualism and the occult. As magnetic as they were taboo, these subjects drew people in like moths to the flame. Even as scientific investigation discredited claim after claim, interest in the supernatural only grew. And despite what the doubters said, a great many mysteries still went unexplained in this country. Some had their reasons to pursue the occult, sparing no expense. While others were flung into that world even without asking for it.

In this mystery, you will be drawn deeper and deeper into the darkness. It will be up to you to keep your sanity, and your soul, intact.


The Pyres Never Stop Burning


Coming from various walks of life, each of you have been invited to the town of Loudon. You received a notice by mail, informing you that you have become involved in some kind of inheritance settlement due to the passing of a wealthy man. Evidently one of your ancestors was from the town, and you have been found to be the nearest living relative. Apparently there are some stipulations, but you stand to gain considerably. The letter mentioned valuable family jewelry and a total cash amount of some 6000 francs (roughly two hundred thousand dollars in today's money).

If it is possible for you, come to my office at three o'clock in the afternoon on April 10th.
Please accept, Sir, the expression of my sincere sentiments,
Monsieur Herbachet


That was how the letter ended. But Loudon was no ordinary town. It was famous throughout france, and even abroad for its story. For it was there, some three hundred years prior, that the Loudon Possessed Affair brought attention to the most haunted convent in the world.

First there was a terrible plague which claimed the lives of many, and then demons possessed every nun in the Ursuline convent. They would go prowling through the town writhing and blaspheming and causing panic. Eventually an intervention had to launched by the upper echelons of the Catholic church. The interrogations were as harsh as any witch trial, but eventually, it was declared that a local bishop named Urbain Grandier was responsible for summoning the evil spirits. Convicted of sorcery, he would be burned at the stake in the town square. However, that didn't bring an end to Loudon's problems. Public exorcisms would continue for years.

But that was centuries ago. The story was famous yes, but not particularly credible. It had been argued about and examined to death. John Locke had decried the whole thing. But that bad reputation lingered. Even now it was a tourist spot for seekers of the occult.

Otherwise, the town of Loudon is fairly unremarkable. It has history yes, that much is visible in some of the aged stone buildings and the large ruined wall surrounding its perimeter. These days it's a small, provincial town of five thousand. There are lodgings, taverns, and churches, but it lacks the electric lights and energy of Paris. At any rate, only a small visit should be required to obtain your fortune...

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I'm seeking 4-5 players. I placed the interest check in Advanced, not because I require very long posts, but because I desire players who are willing to dig in to the setting and themes. It should be possible to complete the adventure in a few months. After that there is potential to continue with other stories if there's enough interest.

If you want to play a more fantastical character archetype like a mad scientist, a witch, or a classic horror monster - I am willing to work something out with you, but please keep in mind that I do not want very powerful characters for this game. Any kind of supernatural abilities will have to be quite limited to fit in.

Between classic Victorian horror and the richness of La Belle Époque, we should have a wonderful time before us. I can gather more setting and era info for the OOC when we get enough players.


Sarah Hopkins


A beat-up old jeep sped down the highway, with a platinum blonde young woman behind the wheel. Traffic was bumper to bumper in the other direction, but the way she was going was all clear. Everyone was trying to escape from the disaster. The laptop in her passenger seat was relaying live coverage and crowdsourced footage of the attack. There were also some manila folders next to it, thick with information. The top one was labeled 'Power Rangers'.

Blue lights and a barricade were up ahead, and Sarah could see a destroyed car in flames further on. She slowed her jeep, then coolly pulled onto a side road. She parked, grabbed her camera, and continued on foot. Those cops were the least of her worries, but she was in a hurry, so she'd have to avoid them. She slunk down an alley and quickly climbed over some rubble to get closer. She could faintly hear clanking metal and plasma fire. This had to be the attack site.

Sarah's blood was pounding as she jogged forward, repeatedly checking either side to see if she'd been noticed. This was so dangerous. She wasn't armed nearly enough to tangle with a platoon of imperial soldiers. 'Just some pictures...' she assured herself, that was all she needed.

Suddenly Sarah stopped cold in her tracks. Someone was there. She held back her bright hair and peeked around the corner, catching sight of two imperial soldiers, charging down the street. Their backs were turned, but still, she was so shocked she could barely breathe. Once they'd walked a bit further out, Sarah regained the courage to raise her camera. She snapped a few pictures, but the sound of battle had grown more intense. There was a loud crackle of discharged energy and the deep rumbling of an attack's impact.

"I've got to see what's happening back there!" Sarah took off after the soldiers, looking for a good vantage point to get some footage.

Here's my submission to fill in as the Black ranger.

I'm somewhat interested as well. Maybe I could play a side character if you fill up on rangers. Trying to brew up some possibilities with that angle. A human resisting or caught up in the invasion? Or perhaps an alien or mutant unrelated to the Velcons?
I've also been checking back in with interest. We'll have to see what @Vixere thinks.
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