One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.” -Hunter S. Thompson

Monday, April 9, 2012

The Stars Are Right! Cthulhu Save Us All! -Part 1

After I posted that last picture of Cthulhu vs. Godzilla I started to think about it a little more. I started to imagine things not as if it was a cheesy B horror movie, but in the context of what it might mean in a Call of Cthulhu campaign

So I asked this question. What if the world was under the threat of attack by Godzilla? Followed by this question. What if in order to save humanity from the apocalyptic devastation of this reptilian monstrosity the Investigators discovered that the only way to stop Godzilla would be to unleash the fury of Cthulhu against it? Instead of the Investigators trying to stop mad cultists from waking Cthulhu, THEY would be the ones trying to awaken one of the Great Old Ones!

I freely admit that the idea is kinda goofy. But I think it might be fun for a short 3-4 session adventure. Something unusual to futz around with in between campaigns and be a sort of pallet cleanser if you will.
So here’s one possible set up for this slap stick comedy slash horror B movie inspired adventure.

The year is 1954, nine years after the end of WWII and the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. The monster Godzilla is created from the aftermath of the resulting radiation by mutating a hitherto unknown, one-of-a-kind species of aquatic dinosaur that somehow managed to escape extinction.
This nigh indestructible monstrosity has just come out of the Pacific Ocean and begun a horrible rampage that has all but devastated Tokyo. Now the monster is making its way towards the United States. The U.S. military machine has tried unleashing everything in its arsenal to stop this thing. The results are navel frigates and war planes being smashed and sunk like so many toys in a child’s bath water.

Options and time are running out.

President Eisenhower begins considering a mass evacuation of the cities along the pacific coast. It’s at about this time when J. Edgar Hoover struts into the Oval Office.
"That's it, go ahead and run. Run home and cry to mama" Hoover says.
"Are all men from the FBI loud-mouthed braggarts?" the President retorts.
"Nope. Just me baby... Just me" Hoover replies.

Then Hoover explains to the President about a certain 1928 raid under his command that took place in a backwater and degenerate-fishing village located in Massachusetts.

Hoovers plan is a long shot, yet oddly enough it’s the best hope that humanity has if they want to survive Godzilla. The theory is simple. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Hoover already has a small team of men and women assembled right here with him who will be sent to retrieve the Necronomicon, an unholy book they require in oder to use a ritual found within it pages to raise the sunken city of R’lyeh. From there we let Great Cthulhu rip Godzilla a new asshole.

The President isn’t convinced.
"How will we stop Cthulhu after? How will you fight that? With more words? Most of our people have already fled. We dont have enough men. As the leader of United States of America I will not allow this preposterous plan to go forward!"

Hoover fires back "Well hello Mister Fancypants. Well, I've got news for you pal, you ain't leadin' but two things, right now: Jack and shit... and Jack left town."

At this point the rest of the people in the Oval Office rallies around Hoovers idea.
 Suddenly a hideous voice cackles from out of the corner of the room.
"You’ll never reach the Necronomicon alive! I’ll swallow your soul!"

As the everyone turns to look towards the voice, they see what was once a beautiful secretary has now become twisted and transformed into a horrific looking crone floating a few feet off the ground. The Crone then leaps out and attacks the President with her razor sharp claws and soul sucking magic.

The PC’s have their first fight and hopefully save the President from being killed. In the aftermath of this event the President (or VP if the President bought the farm) gives his approval and the adventure truly begins.

As the Investigators leave the Oval Office to retrieve the Necronomicon and their mission to unleash Cthulhu on Godzilla, Hoover can be heard muttering under his breath "Maybe. Just maybe my boys can get the book and pull this off. Yeah, and maybe I'm a Chinese jet pilot."

To be Concluded in Part 2

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