by bruce » Sat Jun 21, 2003 3:02 pm
Last night, instead of our usual wererat-fisting escapades, we decided to give Politically Incorrect Games' "Vice Squad" a shot.
So everyone put on their 80's clothes--I myself sported sunglasses, an off-white silk jacket, a Hypercolor shirt, khakis, no socks, and oxblood loafers--and sat down for a game.
The game involved lots and lots of cocaine, an embittered Seminole meth manufacturer, a weather supercomputer, a cokehead meteorologist, a gay Frenchman with a fast cigarette boat, a Colombian drug lord with a seduceable mistress, and pointless downtown car races in Deloreans and Maseratis.
So it was a lot like the pen-and-paper equivalent of GTA:VC. There was no "save anywhere", though, even here, because we were going to finish the scenario in one night. However, water wasn't as toxic as fuming nitric acid to *our* heroes.
Bruce
Last night, instead of our usual wererat-fisting escapades, we decided to give Politically Incorrect Games' "Vice Squad" a shot.
So everyone put on their 80's clothes--I myself sported sunglasses, an off-white silk jacket, a Hypercolor shirt, khakis, no socks, and oxblood loafers--and sat down for a game.
The game involved lots and lots of cocaine, an embittered Seminole meth manufacturer, a weather supercomputer, a cokehead meteorologist, a gay Frenchman with a fast cigarette boat, a Colombian drug lord with a seduceable mistress, and pointless downtown car races in Deloreans and Maseratis.
So it was a lot like the pen-and-paper equivalent of GTA:VC. There was no "save anywhere", though, even here, because we were going to finish the scenario in one night. However, water wasn't as toxic as fuming nitric acid to *our* heroes.
Bruce