From owner-in_nomine-digest@lists.io.com Tue Apr 7 08:07:27 1998 Return-Path: Received: from lists.io.com (lists.io.com [199.170.88.15]) by pyramid.sjgames.com (8.8.5/8.8.5) with ESMTP id IAA05527 for ; Tue, 7 Apr 1998 08:07:27 -0500 Received: (from majordom@localhost) by lists.io.com (8.8.7/8.8.5) id IAA15280 for in_nomine-digest-outgoing; Tue, 7 Apr 1998 08:03:53 -0500 Date: Tue, 7 Apr 1998 08:03:53 -0500 Message-Id: <199804071303.IAA15280@lists.io.com> From: owner-in_nomine-digest@lists.io.com (in_nomine-digest) To: in_nomine-digest@lists.io.com Subject: in_nomine-digest V1 #709 Reply-To: in_nomine-l@lists.io.com Sender: owner-in_nomine-digest@lists.io.com Errors-To: owner-in_nomine-digest@lists.io.com Precedence: bulk in_nomine-digest Tuesday, April 7 1998 Volume 01 : Number 709 In this digest: Re: IN> Amber In Nomine IN> Prophecy: the High Cost of Meddling Re: IN> Prophets Re: IN> Lilith and Freedom Re: IN> Amber In Nomine Re: IN> Movie Trailer Re: IN> History - Ancient Trade and New Age stuff Re: IN> Amber In Nomine Re: IN> Amber In Nomine Re: IN> History - Ancient Trade and New Age stuff IN> Outtakes from the Shal-Mari Bond Movies IN> Re : Outtakes IN> [TRAILER] ... and the Sword of Vengeance IN> Looking for a volunteer! Re: IN> Re: Fall, dinosaurs, and Eden. Re: IN> Amber In Nomine ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 06 Apr 1998 02:24:02 -0700 From: Pol Jackson Subject: Re: IN> Amber In Nomine David C. Shadle wrote: > > I'm planning on using some of the Elder Amberites as opponents in an > upcoming game. Does anyone actually have them written up? (twitch, twitch, twitch) I'd consider any of the Elder Amberites to be the equal of any Archangel or Demon Prince; they have a wide range of reality-altering abilities and superhuman characteristics. And, of course, they're sneaky and paranoid enough to stay one step ahead of the competition. :) Pjack ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 6 Apr 1998 11:13:07 +0100 From: "Hart, Joanna" Subject: IN> Prophecy: the High Cost of Meddling (I was thinking about prophets and suchlike. Take this with a pinch of salt, its just first draft. Any thoughts?) - -- In a dingy holding cell, a drunken down-and-out holds forth on the topic of sin and depravity. A policeman is laughing as he drags the man out, but stops as they make eye contact. The man's eyes glaze and he quietly recites a list of all the illegalities the policeman has committed -- with dates, places and statutory punishments. Two men and a woman with a hard face gather in a brightly coloured bedroom where a boy in a wheelchair is playing with a Nintendo. The woman tries unsuccessfully to persuade him to stop playing and talk to them. "Please," she pleads, "Speak to us with the voice of Lord Saminga." A woman who is tied to a bed in a padded room stirs and wrestles her bonds, raising her voice in a shriek. The words she screams are in a language that hasn't been spoken for 2000 years, and speak of knowledge and understanding. The legacy of the archangel Raphael. At dawn, a hollow-eyed junkie sits on the edge of a dried-out fountain and talks to the pigeons in their own language, with the words of God. 'And the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls..' (Simon & Garfunkel) - --- Eichah (Lamentations) In the beginning, the role of the angels was to watch over creation, interfering as little as possible. Mechanisms for roles and vessels were made available, on the understanding that their use would be kept to a minimum and earth-posted celestials would cause as few ripples in a symphony which was not designed to accommodate them there as possible. After the Fall, the necessities of war took over, superiors started to promote their words more actively and to combat enemy superiors in mortal and ethereal realms, as well as celestial ones. All this tampering with the symphony to create roles has a price. Echoes from the intervention of each superior ripple through the symphony as imperceptible harmonics. Imperceptible except to a few rare individuals who for some reason are particularly tuned in to the right 'frequency'. No-one really knows how the phenomenon of prophecy became so wide-spread. Vapula's explanation is as good as any and runs that every time the symphony is warped to create a new role, the balance of the harmonics changes. Sometimes constructive interference can create a subliminal soundwave which seeks to 'earth' itself through the nearest point of lowest resistance (ie. a mortal who has an unusual resonance with the correct frequency). (Of course, he then ruins it by trying to deliberately create prophets -- this does not make him popular with more sensible DPs who prefer to keep the level of disturbance down) A simpler explanation is that the symphony reacts to the warping involved in superiors creating roles by building up a backlash of echoes that create phantom roles of its own. Ruleswise: Prophecy is a rare gift that is unique to mortals. Each mortal with the latent 'gift' is potentially a conduit to one or more superiors. The gift is typically awakened through contact with certain types of drugs, mental illness, or imminent death, although some children retain the gift naturally until puberty. A prophet whose gift is active will usually be particularly keyed into one superior. The superior is not necessarily aware of the prophets existence -- they are as difficult to locate as remnants. Once found, some will try to protect their prophets, these mortals who have been shattered in some way by their own symphonic echoes, others will try to have them hunted down and destroyed as loose cannons, in case important secrets could be babbled away. Due to the persistent nature of symphonic echoes, it is possible for a prophet to speak with the voice of a deceased or departed superior. Prophecy is almost always uncontrolled although some very rare prophets who are also soldiers can train in meditative techniques and channel the power at will, with difficulty. Historically there is unlikely to be more than a couple of these people alive at any one time. (This implies that whether most of the biblical prophets were actually prophets of God or not, they were still unusually talented people -- YMMV). The most talented of them might end up having quite a close relationship with their conduit superior, as some superiors are fascinated or charmed by such strange shattered echoes of themselves who say things that they might not even have been aware that they were thinking. Since prophets are so often mortals who already had tendencies to mental instability, a certain amount of compassion might also be involved (where appropriate). The act of channeling usually just involves stream-of-consciousness babbling, from the distorted echoes of their conduit superior. Sometimes visions are described which imply a very direct link to that superior's subconscious but are almost pure nonsense to onlookers. Occasionally a prophet may exhibit an uncontrolled ability to duplicate some mannerisms, trademark-resonances or attunements. All with no disturbance. One common factor to all prophets is a very strong need to communicate, whilst the channeling lasts. These are the people who will begin to rant on street corners, or embarrass their companions in crowded pubs or restaurants. A prophet who is channeling will be confusing to celestials who have not witnessed the phenomenon previously. Any who fail a perception roll will be convinced that they are in fact speaking to a superior directly. Only prophets of Yves or Kronos can prophesise in the generally accepted sense of the word. As well as occasionally lapsing into rants from their conduit superior, being in the presence of a prophet gives an automatic bonus of +5 to any attempts to summon that superior. The superior has the option of manifesting through the prophet, which causes no disturbance. Prophets with especially powerful connections to the symphony may unreliably show the abilities of a walking tether, but this is almost vanishingly rare (still, on a divine or infernal intervention, who knows?). There is no reliable cure for prophesy; but death, lobotomy or heavy doses of tranquilisers or television seem to work. - -- Prophets of God? IN canon makes it fairly clear that God doesn't speak to the archangels these days -- so why would He choose to speak through some drugged out schizophrenic instead? Nevertheless, the echoes of the creation of man still persist. Nothing is impossible, and the biblical traditions do insist that man was made in God's own image. - -- Plot Seeds: The PCs are sent out to locate a young runaway drug-addict and bring her back to one of their superior's tethers safely. Street-people who knew her comment on her instability and the strange mannerisms she shows when she is high on crack cocaine -- which the celestials recognise. It turns out that she has ODed and is in hospital, at deaths door and in a coma. The celestials will have to enter Beleth's side of the marches to find her, with an ethereal presence that bears a strange resemblance to that of the patron superior, and bring her back to her body. But if they can clean her up and get her off the drugs then she may lose the prophetic connection -- and a soundless way to manifest is so useful to a superior in times of war. A shellshocked Vietnam Vet who had become one of the more together prophets of Michael has been kidnapped by demons of the war, who want to try to plumb his connection with the archangel to get some inside information and then to corrupt his conduit so that it connects with the infernal word of War instead. Celestials are sent on a rescue mission, with orders to kill the prophet if he cannot be retrieved. But.. when they get there they find that he has already escaped and is hiding out in the local woods, on a one man seek-and-destroy mission towards his captors. Michael would undoubtedly be impressed if he could pull it off, but as it stands he is too untogether to have much chance. And of course, he'll fire on celestials on sight unless they can gain his trust. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 6 Apr 1998 13:29:05 +0100 From: Julian Breen Subject: Re: IN> Prophets JFZeigler writes >While thinking about EM's comment about working Judaism into the IN >canon, an idea struck me. We presently have rules for Soldiers of God >and Soldiers of Hell, with rules in the Marches book regarding a special >kind of Soldier of Hell: the Sorceror. How about a special kind of Soldier >of God: the Prophet? > >I'd define a Prophet as a human being who has a rare natural ability to >perceive the Symphony. He doesn't specifically serve an angel as another >Soldier of God might. Instead, his personal vision of the Symphony drives >him, often against his will. > >Although a Prophet serves his own vision of the Symphony, angels will >definitely be interested in him and will often appear to help or converse with >him. Some demons will shun him, fearing his power and his special vision. >Others will seek him out -- it's quite a coup to corrupt or destroy a Prophet. > >Prophets are more common than you might think. The greatest of them >were founders of religions: Abraham, Moses, Jesus, Mohammed, Joseph >Smith :-). Most Prophets, though, are just people of unusual charisma >and drive, who turn their talents toward making life better for those around >them. > >I haven't worked out the game mechanics of Prophetic abilities yet, but a >little research into the source material should provide some ideas. Also, in >some ways Prophets are the antithesis of Sorcerors. A Sorceror thinks he >is imposing his own Will on demons, but is actually their slave. A Prophet >is a creature of Perception, who submits himself to the will of God but is >actually free to work in the world. Prophets may therefore have some >abilities >that complement or oppose those of Sorcerors. > >(Using this idea, we may be able to shed some light on the origins of several >major religions -- including Judaism, which was started and molded by a very >long tradition of Prophecy.) > >Comments? > Interesting. Something like a saint perhaps, but you don't have to die first to become eligable for membership :) It's certainly one way to go. As Demon Princess Beth has said, Judaism will have to be handled as heretically as much as Islam and Christianity. Maybe this would suffice? Staying with the saint approach; for mechanics, it could be an idea to look at the stuff on them from NM. They can do things such as perceive the Symphony, for example. Also, perhaps more importantly, the saints are 'sponsored' by the various AAs. Maybe prophets obey the same rules? If that is the case, then you could have one of the AAs setting up a Patriarch in Judaism as his mouthpiece and not tread on any referee's toes (*too* much) by writing God's _direct_ sponsorship into canon. (I presume that some people are following this line already. Probably with either David or Michael as the sponsor.) There is also the fact that for one of the prophets in particular (Jesus), only Yves himself will know exactly what *his* relationship with The Lord was. Was he the Son of God, or like the Moslems believe, just another prophet? (For this reason I agree with Armand that prophets should perhaps not be player characters - unless you have exceptional players, and/or want them to play such.) Just for the record: IMC, I've more or less sorted out Judaism now. (Ha!) I won't post it here, because it's not neccessary (and because some of my players are on this list), but I'll gladly correspond in private with anyone if they're at all interested. - -- Julian (Watching His Back for Servitors of Nitpicking) jules@bigjules.demon.co.uk ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 06 Apr 1998 09:33:34 -0400 From: neel@cswv.com (Neel Krishnaswami) Subject: Re: IN> Lilith and Freedom >From: Jesse >Subject: Re: IN> Lilith and Freedom > >Neel Krishnaswami wrote: >>Vapula wants to break the rules. > >Vapula doesn't make sense here, prehaps you mean Valefor? You're right that Valefor wants to break social rules (I have a tendency to forget all about him), but I also mean that Vapula is interested in tearing down /physical/ laws. Jo made a comment a few weeks back that Vapula's devices are unreliable because he thinks nothing of tweaking the laws of physics to make them work. When some other demon or human gets ahold of them, the results can be unfortunate. ("Oh dear, oh dear, I keep forgetting that you need to change electron's charge-mass ration before this little toy will work. Of course, that will mess up stellar fusion, but who can see the stars in the big city anyway?") This is amusing because a human scientist who sells his soul to Hell for knowledge of the world is as likely as not to get what Vapula thinks physical laws /should/ be, at the moment. This dark knowledge will be different for everyone who makes the pact with Hell, and is certain to produce dangerous and unreliable devices. - -- Neel Krishnaswami neelk@alum.mit.edu ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 06 Apr 1998 09:54:51 -0400 From: neel@cswv.com (Neel Krishnaswami) Subject: Re: IN> Amber In Nomine >From: Peter Frederick > >At 01:08 AM 4/4/98 -0500, you wrote: >>I'm planning on using some of the Elder Amberites as opponents in an >>upcoming game. Does anyone actually have them written up? > >Ouch, tried to get my mind around it today and think I threw out a synapse. > >Do you intend that the Amber universe and the IN universe be equal and >seperate or that the IN universe is a Shadow within the area of Shadow near >Amber, or near Chaos? I've seen vaguely Christian stuff used twice in an Amber game. The first time was when some PCs needed to keep Benedict from getting the Jewel of Judgement. Since he could wax any and all of them, one of the PCs had the bright idea of hiding it in a Shadow with an omnipotent and omniscient God friendly to the PCs. They reasoned that even a god of combat couldn't directly oppose just plain God. They were right -- so Benedict got Fiona to destroy the Shadow, and picked the Jewel up from the wreckage. Hose. The second time was when someone bought Michael as an ally. The shadow was one where Michael defeated Lucifer as per prophesy in the last battle. Unfortunately, God was a casualty, and so was every other living thing in that universe except for the archangel Michael. He was sad and tragic, and was as close as we got to having a voice of reason in that game. (His reaction to becoming a sidekick to an Amberite: "I've been number two at everything for the whole history of my universe. I can deal.") - -- Neel Krishnaswami neelk@alum.mit.edu ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 06 Apr 1998 15:03:54 +0000 (GMT) From: "The blue eyes, the leather, some guys just like leather" Subject: Re: IN> Movie Trailer I normally think of Connery when I think of Bond, but that story seemed most... Brosnanish Starsurfer ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 06 Apr 1998 09:38:13 -0500 From: Earl Wajenberg Subject: Re: IN> History - Ancient Trade and New Age stuff The presence of nicotine and cocaine in Egyptian mummies, however it got there, seems to be reasonably well-authenticated, so far as I can tell from this distance. The discoverer of this anomaly was a Dr. Balabanov. The Discover Channel had a show about it back in january of 1997, which is where I heard of it. The show vaguely suggested supplies coming to Egypt along the Silk Road, leading back across the Pacific somehow. Personally, I wondered about cocaine and nicotine appearing post mortem as the result of an unforeseen chemical process. Then there's the possibility Em mentioned, of extinct crops. Earl ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 6 Apr 1998 08:31:37 -0500 From: "David C. Shadle" Subject: Re: IN> Amber In Nomine > I'd consider any of the Elder Amberites to be the equal of any > Archangel or Demon Prince; they have a wide range of reality-altering > abilities and superhuman characteristics. And, of course, they're sneaky > and paranoid enough to stay one step ahead of the competition. :) At least thats what they want you to beleive ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 6 Apr 1998 08:29:56 -0500 From: "David C. Shadle" Subject: Re: IN> Amber In Nomine > Do you intend that the Amber universe and the IN universe be equal and > seperate or that the IN universe is a Shadow within the area of Shadow near > Amber, or near Chaos? Neither, The Amberites are Etherials. The family exsists in the deep marches, as does Chaos. One of thier number influenced a normal writer on Earth,so that people would unconciously send them essence on a fairly regular supply. Except of Shadow Earth, all other shadows are actually Dreamscapes, whereas Shaodw Earth is the real thing. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 6 Apr 1998 14:04:27 -0400 (EDT) From: "York H. Dobyns" Subject: Re: IN> History - Ancient Trade and New Age stuff When in doubt, consult a professional. I forwarded one of the messages on this thread to a Real Anthropologist, and got back the following: >I don't know the dates of the pharaoh (sp ?) mentioned, but there >IS evidence of transpacific contact at various periods - and in >Peru as well as Mexico. It has usually been downplayed for various >reasons, but aside from the Kon Tiki stuff, there is the game of >patolli, which was played long pre-contact in Mexico, which is a >very close (almost identical) copy of parchesi, which comes from >India. In addition, there is hybrid cotton from pre-contact mummies >in Peru, which is a hybrid between old and new world cotton - again >suggesting a possible India - Peru contact. There is some evidence >in Ecuador and Mexico of possible Japan or Chinese contact, or both. >It is correct that both coca and tobacco are new world plants, but >a transpacific contact moving them both - along with maize >and sweet potato - is certainly possible. There are stories in the >Marquesas of two way voyages in an easterly direction, although that >evidence so far has not been dated earlier than about 1100 AD, as far >as I know, which would be too late. The cotton is about 1000 BC, and >the Chinese voyages even earlier. I suspect we will find out some >time that there was a lot more contact between the two worlds, but >transPACIFIC, not transatlantic. The southeast asian folk tended to >see water as a highway, not as a barrier. >[...] We are still learning. Early peoples in various >parts of the world were not the stay-at-homes like the Europeans >were until late in their history. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 6 Apr 1998 22:02:16 +0100 (BST) From: maya@tcp.co.uk (GR Cogman) Subject: IN> Outtakes from the Shal-Mari Bond Movies More Out-Takes - ---------------------- ** JO looks at her watch and paces up and down a corridor outside the men's room. MICHAEL walks round the corner and almost into her. ** JO: (blushing horribly) Oh. Um. Sorry.. my fault. Silly me. Gosh. MICHAEL: Fortunately for you, I have trained combat reflexes. JO: And we all think they are great! Actually, I don't suppose you could maybe do me a favour? Could you go and chase the Impudites out of there, I think they've been checking their make-up and fixing their hair for at least an hour now and really we'd like to get on. MICHAEL: (slow smile) Not a problem. ** MICHAEL boots the door open and disappears inside. Approximately 30 seconds later KOBAL, NYBBAS and ANDREALPHAS scurry out and all pause simultaneously to adjust their jackets. ** JO: Thataway, guys, if you don't mind. Time is money and so forth. You all look terrific! ANDRE: Good enough to eat? JO: Sure! KOBAL: (to ANDRE) It won't work. Look at her. ** JO brightens a bit as MICHAEL emerges from the men's room ** NYBBAS: It must be the axe. Chicks love the chopper. MICHAEL: (leans on his axe as the demons leave) Now, about that fake blood? - --- Dominic, ranting : "Do you have any idea of what you are suggesting? The sheer blow to accuracy, the magnitude of historical crime, the utter vileness of those words if they are inscribed as suggested, the..." He runs short of words, and indicates the piled tomes on the table beside him. "I go to all the trouble of researching the classical forms, the accurate texts, and you, you..." He storms off. Maya, limply, as he storms away : "I only suggested we jazz it up a little." ** The set canteen. DOMINIC is facing off against MICHAEL. JO and MAYA are drinking coffee at another table. ** MAYA: Come on, we have to separate them! We can't have a punch up in here, the insurance won't cover it. You take one and I'll take the other. BOTH SIMULTANEOUSLY: I'll take Michael! MAYA: No chance. Dominic isn't talking to me after that thing last night, so you'll just have to find something to distract him! JO: (mutters darkly about wishing he wasn't talking to her either) MAYA: (to Michael, brightly) Hey there! Sorry to interrupt but you did offer that if any of us wanted to see your new disembowel-with-one-stroke technique we might be able to find time today? How about right now? MICHAEL: (hefting the axe) It would be my pleasure. MAYA: (cough) I meant in the other room, with the tailor's dummies... JO: (to Dominic, unconvincingly) Did I ever tell you that you rock my world? Could I have your autograph? DOMINIC: All is vanity, sayeth the preacher. JO: It's so cool that you know the entire bible in 37 different languages. I think I .. err.. really need to know more about Deuteronomy. Right now! DOMINIC: (pause) Yes. You do. - --- JO: OK. Now do you understand what we want you to do, Novalis. NOVALIS: (adjusting her bikini) Oh, I think so. I'm not really very happy about having to do a scene with a gun though, dear. I don't suppose we could substitute something else, at least in the practice? JO: I don't see why not. Have a banana... Now, places everyone! NOVALIS: (arranging herself around Michael's legs -- she picks a banana out of her thigh holster and kisses it, then peels it and starts to eat it in a very suggestive manner) JO: Hello? You weren't supposed to eat the gun! ** All the men in the room are completely entranced as NOVALIS finishes her banana. No-one at all is listening to JO ** JO: I suppose we can try with another banana. Places, please! Oh, come on guys!! Its only a banana! Could we have a little professionalism here? NOVALIS: (produces another banana and twines closer to Michael, offering him some from her fingertips) JO: (sighs) Fine, OK. Let's all go bananas. I give up! NOVALIS: (licking her fingers, still suggestively) I was hungry, dear. Besides, this is so much more /fun/. - -- Vapula and Belial, arguing and tussling over a raygun with pack. Vapula : "No, no, no, no, no!" Belial, snivelling : "It's not fair. They want me to use a _revolver_. I want a real gun. Look, for old times sakes, can't you get me at least a decent flamethrower..." Vapula : "I left a flamethrower out for you on the props table." Belial, looking over his shoulder at a building in flames guiltily, then back at the flamethrower again : "Just one little zap, you'll never notice it was gone..." Maya, pointing at the props table. There is an elegant quilloned highly-polished gleaming sword there. Laurence, beside her, regards it with disgust. Laurence : "Call that a sword? That's not a sword." (draws his own blade with a flourish and poses) "Now That is a Sword." Maya, watching dreamily : "Er, product names, trademarks..." (she gives in and just makes big eyes at him wistfully) Andrealphus and Valefor, arguing as they sit stylishly and drink coffee. Andrealphus : "Do not." Valefor : "Do so." Andrealphus : "I got the script from Lilith. Do not." Valefor hoiks out his own copy of the script, and skims through it, counting on his fingers. "Do so." Both of them wave at Jo, who is passing by. Jo blinks, looks uncertain, and nervously approaches. Andrealphus : "Tell me, dear..." Valefor : "Really, it's nothing important, just a minor little matter..." Andrealphus and Valefor together : "Which of us gets the bigger motorcycle?" Maya and Jo survey a table full of shotguns that have been twisted into sad little pretzels of metal. Behind them, Baal and Eli are exchanging world-weary looks. Eli : "I told you David wouldn't be interested." Maya : "But what about the metal teeth?" Baal, smirking : "Andrealphus really shouldn't have made that suggestion at that moment." Gabriel, sitting up amid tangled silk sheets, "So. No prophecies." Maya, nodding : "No prophecies." Gabriel, counting off on her fingers : "No punishing the cruel." Maya nods again. Gabriel, wistfully, "Does playing a sex scene and then raising the temperature just a little bit count?" Maya, warily : "Little bit?" Gabriel, blandly, "A few thousand degrees. Nothing significant. Really." Maya covers her eyes. Gabriel, persuasively : "I've spoken to Marc. He says that if I fry a few Princes and he collects on the insurance, we might even bring this movie in under budget..." ELI staggers into the green room with a crate of beer. DAVID: (picks a bottle up and scowls) What do you call this? ELI: I call that one Dominic. It lurks darkly at the bottom of the bottle and jumps out at you when you aren't looking. ELI: I call that one Kobal, because it isn't funny. ELI: And I call that one Laurence, because it gets right up your nose. Every single Archangel and Demon Prince, surrounding Maya and Jo, who are looking rather panicked. Valefor, furiously : "Mopeds. Pink mopeds." Novalis, gesturing at her bikini : "Nylon!" Michael, broodingly fondling his axe : "Stage. Blood." Vapula : "Where are the explosions! Where are the special effects!" Maya, frantically : "The set's been blown up so many times that you've wrecked the finance! We're broke!" Kronos, glaring : "But we were Insured." Jo, cowering behind the script : "Marc forgot the bit about Acts of God." Casting: MAYA: (with a megaphone) OK, everyone, the lines are written on the board behind me. We'll take you one at a time. Pose against the bar, light your cigarette then read out the line. ELI: My name is Bond, James Bond, and I can do amazing things with my tongue. BELETH: My name is Bond. Cower in terror, weak fearful mortals!! MICHAEL: My name is Michael. HAAGENTI: My name is Bond. I'll have a vodka martini, shaken not stirred. And a jar of olives. And seven loaves of bread. And thirteen boxes of rice crispies. And ... DOMINIC: My name is Judgement. I bear the Walther PPK of Execution. JEAN: My name is Bond. Smoking can cause cancer. LAURENCE: I'm not continuing with this until I have a strict assurance that Bond will behave honorably during the course of the film. MAYA: (persuasively) Think of the ideals he represents, Laurence. He is an inspiration to the youth of today. LAURENCE: (pouts at the camera) My name is Bond. I will not suffer evil to live... DAVID: My name is Bond, James Bond. (he leans too heavily on the bar and it splinters under him) LILITH: (blows smoke at the camera) I can tell you my name, but that'll cost you. LAURENCE: ... I will never betray a trust ... ANDREALPHUS massages JO's shoulders and murmurs, "You know, I'd really like to discuss this casting with you in more detail.. in private..." JO looks to be weakening, "I guess I could maybe find room in my diary.." MAYA sniffs, "Ask him about the metal jaws!" She points to the set meaningfully. ANDREALPHAS: My name is Bond, James Bond. Love me and despair. BLANDINE: My name is Bond. I will make your dreams come true. VAPULA: My name is Bond. Worship me, and I will teach you the secrets of the universe. LAURENCE: ... I will be the epitome of all the virtues ... BELIAL: (lights up the cigarette, his suit, half of the bar....) My name is Bond, James Bond and I need a bigger lighter, and more guns. GABRIEL: (lights three cigarettes, her suit etc. Clouds of smoke hide her face) My name is Bond. You will BURN! LAURENCE: ... I will not drink or smoke... Jo: (cough) Thats wonderful, Laurence but really Bond without the vodka martinis doesn't work. YVES: My name is Bond. Your name is Maya. It's all written down, you know. MARC: My name is Bond, James Bond, and I'd like to make you an offer you cannot refuse. KRONOS: My name is Bond, and you are all doomed. Doomed, I say! NOVALIS: My name is Bond, James Bond. Don't try these stunts at home children, because violence is bad. KOBAL: My name is Bond. Basildon Bond. MAYA: (groans) KOBAL: Brook Bond. JO: (pulls a face) KOBAL: Premium Bond. Jordi : *groooooowl* Jo : "Look, Jordi, I agree it's a beautiful wolf, but really... help! Aie!" Maya, from a safe distance : "Don't shoot!" (*KABLAM KAPOW ZADADADADA*) "Don't shoot! Oh, hell. Someone get Novalis?" Baal : "I refuse to play Bond. I am auditioning for M. Is that understood?" Malphas : "My name is Bond. James Bond. And I am always, completely, on your side against the rest of the world." Nybbas : "My name is Bond. James Bond. Brought to you by the British Broadcasting Corporation." Saminga : "My name is Bonnnnd. I have come here from Mars to kill your men and drip upon your women." Maya : "Cut! Cut! Okay, Kobal, where is the _real_ script this time?" ASMODEUS: My name is Bond. Shall we play a Game? VALEFOR: (lights up the cigarette flashily and sends a scorching smile to the camera) My name is... JO & MAYA: You'll do! MAYA: Actually, I don't think we gave Janus a screen test. Should we call them all back? JO: Nah... I just got a fax in from Zambia. It says 'Janus cannot come to your filming becoz he has a cold. Signed 'his mum'' - ---------- Maya, Elohite of Eli in service to Blandine maya@tcp.co.uk - -- "There are those who say that wizards are subject to temptations and addictions beyond the understanding of ordinary men: the addiction to shape-changing, or to meditation under the influence of certain herbs and conditions of the stars; the obsession with knowledge, and the development of power. Yet this is not so. Temptation is temptation, obsession is obsession, and choice is choice." - Isar Chelladan, Precepts of Wizardry. -- "Dog Wizard", Barbara Hambly. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 6 Apr 1998 22:07:26 +0100 (BST) From: maya@tcp.co.uk (GR Cogman) Subject: IN> Re : Outtakes I note that these outtakes were done by Jo and myself together. Apologies for omitting the credits earlier. - --- Maya, Elohite of Eli in service to Blandine maya@tcp.co.uk - -- "There are those who say that wizards are subject to temptations and addictions beyond the understanding of ordinary men: the addiction to shape-changing, or to meditation under the influence of certain herbs and conditions of the stars; the obsession with knowledge, and the development of power. Yet this is not so. Temptation is temptation, obsession is obsession, and choice is choice." - Isar Chelladan, Precepts of Wizardry. -- "Dog Wizard", Barbara Hambly. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 6 Apr 1998 17:22:21 -0500 (CDT) From: redneck@txdirect.net (Redneck Gaijin) Subject: IN> [TRAILER] ... and the Sword of Vengeance (notes: [] - visual cues, <> - voiceover) [cue John Williams music] <... and the creator of the creator of Star Wars...> <... comes the newest episode in a classic series...> [Scene opens on a dimly lit museum. It is night outside. A figure clothed in black skilfully cuts a hole in the side of a display and draws through it a long, ornately engraved broadsword. Pan up to see a pair of glowing eyes watching the entire transaction...] [Cut to the university office of Prof. Henry Jones, Jr. The Prof. stands behind his desk, looking at a young man in fedora and double-breasted grey suit, a ponytail tucked behind his jacket collar.] JONES: So a sword was stolen from the Smithsonian. What does that mean to me? LAURENCE: What if I told you that sword was not just a sword...? <... Nazi agents steal the most deadly artifact ever wielded by human hands...> [Cut to a rowboat pulling out to a German submarine just offshore. Cut to close-up of a Nazi general, gazing down through a monocle at the sword in his hands.] WEHRNER: Most excellent... <... but can even the world's greatest archaeologist retrieve the sword...> [Jones reading through an old, dusty tome in a bunkered British library, running his fingers along the illumination of the same sword stolen from the museum...] JONES: "... and the Lord did bless Durandal, and made its bearer proof from harm, and gave him the power to smite the infidel before him..." <... before the Nazis learn its terrible secrets...> [Cut to Heinrich Himmler holding the sword, smiling a weaselly little smile as he contemplates his future...] [Cut to Indiana Jones rushing through a French seaport, chased by Nazi occupation troops, knocking over grocer stands, leaping from rooftop to rooftop, jumping onto a troop truck as it passes underneath.] [Jones is snatched into a doorway just as a squad of angry Nazi soldiers rushes by. Inside, Jones gets kissed by a shapely dark-haired woman, long and hard...] LILITH: You Owe me. <... but can he survive both the Nazis and the intrigues of Heaven and Hell?> [Micheal, in French garb among a group of French Resistance fighters confronts Jones.] MICHAEL: We'll help you, Jones, on one condition... [ smiling face with glowing eyes gazes over the badge of the Gestapo.] ASMODEUS: Adolf Hitler must die, Professor Jones. [A stern German beauty with blond hair and a dark, cloak stands between Jones and the sword.] DOMINIQUE: I cannot let you pass, Henry Jones. Hitler must face the Lord's justice... and I will not permit you to interfere... [Half a dozen demons wearing Stormtrooper uniforms surround Jones, who stands back to back with Dominique, holding the sword uncertainly... suddenly, a wheel of fire appears before him and speaks...] GABRIEL: Jones, listen to me... JONES: Look, I'm a little busy here, can it WAIT?!? [Jones and Dominique in a passionate embrace...] <..trapped in a regime more evil than Hell itself...> [Jones and Dominique trapped in a dungeon, the sword hovering in the middle of the room; Wehrner and a taller, silver-haired figure smiling cruelly at them.] LUCIFER: Can we talk? <... it's just another day at work for...> [Quick barrage of running, explosions, and finally, a shot of Jones swinging the sword, a deep purple shock wave rippling out from the slash, flaring to white as it fills the screen, darkening to reveal the title logo:] <... INDIANA JONES AND THE SWORD OF VENGEANCE> [this movie has not yet been rated] - --- Redneck (okay, so I couldn't think of my own Bond trailer) Kris Overstreet, web pages beyond belief http://www.txdirect.net/users/redneck - Redneck Gaijin Online http://www.jurai.net/~redneck/wlp/ - White Lightning Productions http://www.antarctic-press.com/ - Antarctic Press Web Site http://www.jurai.net/~redneck/acupunct/ - Anatomical Acupuncture http://www.jurai.net/~redneck/dvpbem/ - In Nomine: Dark Victory PBEM http://www.jurai.net/~redneck/milkmaid/ - The Magnificent Milkmaid ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 6 Apr 1998 18:29:17 -0500 From: Elizabeth McCoy Subject: IN> Looking for a volunteer! http://www.sjgames.com/misc/volunteers.html has the information... It seems that we need someone to keep the www.sjgames.com/in-nomine page up to date... - --emccoy@nh.ultranet.com // arcangel@io.com In Nomine Line Editor GURPS, Roleplayers, In Nomine stuff; Art: http://www.io.com/~arcangel/ ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 06 Apr 1998 18:33:01 PDT From: "Chris Crowe" Subject: Re: IN> Re: Fall, dinosaurs, and Eden. >>> >nice image to think about. Lucifer rebels, gets kicked out, rams head >first into earth, unwittingly kills dinosaurs, stumbles in a daze >into hell, likes it and stays. i believe that is something that i >could believe in. consider it pasted into my campaign. Lucifer doesn't *like* Hell. Would you? He's simply stuck with it. - -- Jules <<< Lucifer says "it is far better to rule in Hell than to serve in Heaven" or something like that. I think he is happy to be in control of something. granted, he would rather be in control of Heaven but wouldn't everybody? i WOULD like to be the (almost) undisputed ruler of Hell, i'd change a lot, but it would still be Hell. whatever, just a thought. Krowe, Malakim of Destiny, Angel of Redemption ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 07 Apr 1998 22:51:47 From: Peter Frederick Subject: Re: IN> Amber In Nomine > I asked >> Do you intend that the Amber universe and the IN universe be equal and >> seperate or that the IN universe is a Shadow within the area of Shadow >near >> Amber, or near Chaos? > David Responded >Neither, The Amberites are Etherials. The family exsists in the deep >marches, as does Chaos. One of thier number influenced a normal writer on >Earth,so that people would unconciously send them essence on a fairly >regular supply. Except of Shadow Earth, all other shadows are actually >Dreamscapes, whereas Shaodw Earth is the real thing. in that case they're just powerful Ethereals. Make 'em as powerful as you think powerful Ethereals are. They are likely to be only sort of like the characters form the books as it I suspect the Author would have put his own spin on some of the information they were feeding him. If only one was influencing the Author then you can expect that we only know his take on his siblings. I guess the expanded version of this is to have characters form other popular fiction turn up as well. Startrek and Sherlock Holmes would be my first choices, but whatever is going to tick off your players would probably be good. Reply to peterf@wr.com.au May the Goddess shelter you in the palm of her hand until we meet again. ------------------------------ End of in_nomine-digest V1 #709 ******************************* The material here is (C) 1997 Steve Jackson Games, Incorporated. All rights reserved.