I’m running a Call of Cthulhu game at the College of Staten Island next week, for their Gaming Club’s party. I’ve done it a few times; they are a great bunch of kids. Most of them become my play testers for the material I publish. Anyhow, I play with these guys often, which presented a problem.
Most of them had played all of my most recent short scenario, suitable for a four hour game. I had to dig up something that NONE of them had ever played. So I went digging in my old archives and found something I hadn’t run since probably 2007, a nasty little reactive game called Life After Death.
It’s a modern game, which I seldom write. It’s set in a cemetery and the players take the roles of the traditional bad guys in the adventure. Three of them are members of a small ghoul pack, one is a serial killer and the last is Kevin Meep. Kevin is a character I created, a madman, and probably one of the strangest individuals I’ve ever created. I hadn’t thought about him in years, so when I re-read his description… well… I was a little surprised.Yeah, I wrote this, I remember writing this… that wasn’t the confusing part.
But as I read it I could only think… Dude, what the hell is wrong with you?!?!? So, I’ll share Kevin’s description, on his character sheet.
Yeaaaaah. So, what the hell is there inside my head that possesses me to create a sympathetic necrophiliac PC?It’s weird being a horror writer…