Goblins fight for survival on top of a truck

After years in development and editing, we at the Drunk and the Ugly finally debuted the playtest draft of our new game Gobblin’: The Goblin RPG at Gen Con 2017. If you’re interested in playtesting this game, send an email to thedrunkandtheugly@gmail.com

In the world of magic and dragons, knights and treasure, elves and trolls, there lived a race called goblins. Goblins were intelligent enough to cause trouble, but stupid enough to lack any foresight or responsibility for their actions. They were curious and greedy enough to want everything they saw, but too lazy to work for it and too cowardly to take it. Their wasteful lifestyle ruined the environment all around them, breeding like cockroaches until they were forced to expand further.

The wisest of races gathered and agreed they were a major nuisance on their world’s economy, environment, and all life around them. The goblins had to be dealt with severely. Rather than waste the manpower and resources in an all-out war, the highest magi and sages created a spell that banished them from their world, hurling every living goblin from their reality. The entirety of the goblin race landed in another time in an alternate dimension, one stripped of almost all sentient life.

There were no humans in this world, only the remains of their work. The world had been ravaged by war, with the goblins stranded among the rubble of mankind. Realizing what had happened (several minutes after they arrived and their brains caught up to speed), the goblins all cheered out as one. They believed this was their reward for living their happy lives well enough that some god or wizard or giant in a funny hat had granted them an entire world full of free food and interesting things that exploded when you poked them right. There was no one to lord over them or slay them just for the experience of it all. After centuries of hanging at the bottom of the food chain (just above blue slimes and kobolds), a nuclear holocaust turned out to be the best thing that had ever happened for them.

Note: This is a con game and is next to some very rowdy boys so the noise levels are a bit high early on.  This clears off as the recording continues.

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The Ashton City Liberators and the Tall Summers have been collaborating on the takedown of one Jamie King, and following some research, the combined groups have found their way to his hideout: an old nip joint on the East End.  Plans are set, and now it’s time to commit.  Death to tyrants in Ashton City.

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Hackman is defeated. The last major threat of Odyn’s grab for power sits alone in a cell, gibbering, mad. The kids of Mrs. Friedas Halfway Home are triumphant.

Despite the appearances of ghosts and regrets, old and new, it is time to lick their wounds, eat pancakes, and hash out what the hell to do now.

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Having uncovered crucial information about the manner in which Slash Hackman uses mind control, the kids of Mrs. Frieda’s Halfway Home are quickly coming to the realization that they have very nearly waited too long to deal with this threat.

The race is on to trace Slash’s last known location, find him, find whoever he has coerced into working for him, and bring the monster himself down. Can the kids press on and bring him to justice? Or will they find themselves in death ground, with no other option but to fight?

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Christmas is a magical time of anticipation and wonder for children around the world. The night before Christmas is all too long and the night after so short. Some children love Christmas so much, they want it to never end.

What is it about this time of year that entrances so many people? Is there a magic inherent to the season or is it really just the collective will of countless believers pooling their want into a single night?

With so many children putting so much effort into a single wish, surely it can’t go unanswered forever. There must be a tipping point, the snowflake that causes the avalanche. For most, like so many childhood dreams, the wish goes unfulfilled. For one little boy though, that wish seems have come true. He must be the luckiest kid in the world, right?

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