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Potentially a new TOPTA scenario.

Utopia by other means …


In my defence I want it to be as good as I can get it.

Due to bad oysters todays play test was cancelled. So we must go for next week. The week after, Worthing will play test. All this with a new scenario and some alterations to the  rules. So the additional time is needed. For those waiting with baited breath. Thanks for waiting, but best go for a pint.

On another front. I think I have found a printer for the paper back rules. So the full rules with all the graphics is not far away either.

Hoooozar – I hear you crie.

Soon my Agents. Soon.


An Outline of Sorts

This is how the future was sold:

1. The universe as we know it is about to end. Bummer.

2. What are we going to do?

1. I know. Let’s construct some-sort of force dome about the city and ride out the heat death of the universe.

2. Sounds good. How longs that going to take?

1. 10 million years tops.

2. Mmmmm.

1. You don’t sound convinced.

2. My average life-span is only 120 years.

1. I know. You like porn ?

2. Well, of course, what right minded individual wouldn’t.

1. Do you like sex ?

2. Well …

1. With vast quantities of well oiled, tanned voluptuous people ?

2. Of course …. I …

1. Men hung like donkeys, women of exacting beauty, with great bouncy bits, who can suck and fuck, then fuck and suck again ?!

2. YES ! Goddamn ! YES !!!

1. Now imagine a future of genetically engineered beauty, designer drugs and free porno sex without consequence. An age of eternal youth, where when you get bored of one body, you can design another and swap you’re consciousness into whatever anorexic freak this years cat walk demands.

2. I can imagine that ! Honestly its’ like I’m there !

1. Right, well all we have to do freeze our brain/conciouness, and let the computers keep everything running and building lots of young bodies for us to occupy upon our return from hyper sleep

2. Mmmmmm

1. You don’t sound convinced ?

2. Computers. Don’t they sometimes goes wrong?

1. Not these one buddy. Remember, we live in the far future anyway, so these are super duper computers. Nothing – and I personally guarantee this – nothing can go wrong.

2. Well, as long as I don’t wake up in 10 million years time to discover I’m trapped in some fucking bleak Orwellian future, that’s fine.

10 million years in the future, Post Heat Death (PHD) This was how the future turned out:

Architecture of the future. It's a bit sodding bleak.

2. Oh my lack of God. I’ve woken up in some fucking bleak Orwellian nightmare ! Where are my porno Goddesses ? Where is that fucking salesman ? And why in the name of Barry McTavish, does every cunt look like Ringo Starr ?

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