From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of David.Clements [David.Clements@astro.cf.ac.uk] Sent: Saturday, March 18, 2000 11:44 AM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: Re: Tunnel Rats On Fri, 17 Mar 2000, Graeme Price wrote: > ... the Circle Line in one memorable London based campaign. It was finding > the Gug guarding the back entrance to the dreamlands in the Embankment > Station sub-sub-basement that finished off most of the party. > > ObDG: Any of my London based colleagues have any more info on the > near-legendary "lost" underground stations in London, or the secret Royal > Mail miniature underground railway used for moving mail from Mount Pleasant > sorting office to the other branches? Definite PISCES fodder. There is an excellent book called London under London which has much on these many topics. There *are* lost Tube stations - for example Brompton Road used to be on the Disctrict Line and is now a Territorial Army hall. IIRC there is a post office miniature railway, and there are whole tube lines, like the Deep District Line, that moved beyond the public in World War 2. look up the book - its great! And don't get me started on tunelling stories from my time as a student at Imperial College in South Kensington... Dave From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Jason R. Armstrong [gerwalkveritech@juno.com] Sent: Saturday, March 18, 2000 2:36 AM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: Mission to Mars (with question) On the subject of the Mythos story I would like to see made; well, none of them would survive a live screen, I don't think. Not the ones I like the most, anyhow. I'd rather see them done as anime, hokey as that may sound. Basically the same setup as that with "Princess Mononoke"- the screenplay would be done by someone like, oh hell, I dunno, Thomas Ligotti, with the assistance of Grant Morrison (viva Los Invisibles!).The animation would be done by, ummm, whoever did "Mononoke", and with all due help from Masamune Shirow, who's a goddamned ace in my book. The three stories I'd most love to see would be "Nyarlathotep", "The Thing In the Moonlight", and either "The Doom that Came to Sarnath" or "The Festival". String 'em all together, like in _Robot Carnival_. Chambers' "The Repairer of Reputations" might make for an interesting live one. Damned if I know who could play it right, though. And who would be good enough to be the main character? That person would have to be in the story firsthand, and simultaneously narrating his inner thoughts. Didn't work so hot for Mr. Ford in "Blade Runner".... xJAYx ________________________________________________________________ YOU'RE PAYING TOO MUCH FOR THE INTERNET! Juno now offers FREE Internet Access! Try it today - there's no risk! For your FREE software, visit: http://dl.www.juno.com/get/tagj. From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Andrew John Farrow [andrew.j.farrow@btinternet.com] Sent: Saturday, March 18, 2000 2:01 PM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: DG:re KiY movie / UUU sign have just finished " rune " christopher fowler - ISBN 0-7126-3466-5 no litcrit - but i liked it , plus thought it had a pretty cool deveice for introducing *unwanted* ideas to people that i think would work for the UUU yellow sign . yours - andy . From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Popeyesays@aol.com Sent: Saturday, March 18, 2000 2:23 PM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: Mission to Mars (with question) In a message dated 3/18/00 12:18:24 PM Central Standard Time, gerwalkveritech@juno.com writes: << Didn't work so hot for Mr. Ford in "Blade Runner".... >> Which is why the director saw the release of his "director's cut" which did away with the internal monologue. From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of REFLECTING SKIN [reflectingskin@hotmail.com] Sent: Saturday, March 18, 2000 2:41 PM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: DG: The much talked about and way behind schedule FATE website... Well I've got some basic things down. 1. there will be a link where ALL of the text information on the site can be downloaded in .txt format for hardcopy use by Keepers 2. there will be a section that is written (with resources) as if this whole Lovecraftian Hell were real...ie a resource written for characters... 3. surveillance stills of my interpertations of certain members of the Fate (my Anton Merriweather's way prettier that the dude in the book ;-) 4. lots of organized crime, gang, corporate fuckbag highjinks 5. a progressing timeline of The Fate that includes some things presented in the book that I view as being relatively logically resolved in my interpertation. 6. and the reason that it hasn't been put up yet, a) permission from the fine dudes at Pagan to use small blurbs from the books (DD- I will be sending stuff for review soon - I swear!) and b) the webpage just isn't pretty enough yet. Its a visual medium, I want cute little swirling morphing fading flash images and disturbing art... It REALLY bugs me that the KULT RPG fanatics have the prettiest, most gruesome and disturbing websites... ReSkin ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Andrew John Farrow [andrew.j.farrow@btinternet.com] Sent: Saturday, March 18, 2000 3:16 PM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: DG: DG + re thermobaric weapons a bit late posting this cos i can find a link anywhere i dare post - but for my money these russian hardware links look abit big and military for my taste . what ops are some of you upto? IMO the HAFLA DM34 - pyrotechnic launcher . has got to be in every ones armoury for DG ops . basicly - its a 35mm rocket - in a hand laucher - about the size of a big aerosol can and fires a incendary ( white phos ) shell - 80 m or into the monster of your choice . w/- a 5m blast at the end . which should hurt most stuff . or do a reasonable room / tunnel clearence job . its small ( go inside a jacket ) , cheap , easily deployed in one hand at a pinch . inshort just whatyou need in a tight spot . in this thread someone mentioned the use of AGTW`s in the falklands conflict for trench clearence - answer no . the MILAN missile - was used to attack "sangar" stone / sandbagged duging machinegun nests at * safe * distance in any weather . LAW80 , CARL GUSTAV 90MM recoiless rilfles and M72law rockets . saw some similiar use . but trench clearence generally came down to rifle fire / grenade and in extremes - bayonet drill at least acording to my 3 books on operations in the falklands yours - andy . From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Shane Ivey [sivey@zealot.com] Sent: Saturday, March 18, 2000 6:42 PM To: DGML Subject: DG: Did they learn the truth of the Bloody Tongue? At Least 235 Die in Uganda Cult Suicide At least 235 members of a millennium cult, including dozens of children, are believed to have died by mass suicide in a blazing church in southwestern Uganda. Expecting the end of the world, followers of the obscure ''Movement for the Restoration of the Ten Commandments of God'' locked themselves in the church in the small town of Kanungu at breakfast time on Friday, police said on Saturday. http://dailynews.yahoo.com/h/nm/20000318/ts/uganda_cult_9.html Shane Ivey Today at Zealot.com: Tomb Raider: The Series GameJudge.com: The Game Review Superportal Delta-Green.com: Lovecraftian Horror and Modern Conspiracy Full-time Positions & Freelance Writing: Zealot.com/jobs/ From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of LizardRoi@aol.com Sent: Saturday, March 18, 2000 6:51 PM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: Re: Minor sci point In a message dated 3/18/00 2:31:29 AM Pacific Standard Time, andywrobertson@clara.co.uk writes: << Minor sci point - in case this wasn't mere carelessness - there was already pretty good scientific understanding of heredity inLovecraft's time. They didn't know about the recording medium (DNA) but the basics had been laid down by Mendel circa 1865, ignored for 35 years, and really taken up around 1900. I'm not sure how much HPL actually knew, but knowledge of the basic laws of inheritance were infiltrating into popular science literature by the 20's. >> In addition to the 20/20 hindsight that notes the things science and just plain folks got right, don't disregard the consensus reality of the time. Genetics has been a consuming concern of mankind with a vast body of accepted knowledge for as long as we've practiced animal husbandry and agriculture. The things we now know as wrong wrong wrong were the writings of contemporary experts, based on observations without a Rosetta. Mendel discovered the rules for a game that everyone was already playing, and playing rather well if you consider thoroughbred racehorses, sheepdogs and rice. Am I denigrating the accomplishments of the science pantheon? Au contraire my binary friend. I'm saying look closer *and* see the whole forest of trees. When I was presented with history in school (as opposed to studying on my own), the primate focus on the winner in the various knowledge sweepstakes leaves the impression that all of mankind was wallowing in some ignorant bog of filthy slimey superstition, cluelessly counting carbuncles and lighting candles until some courageously rational product of the Age of Reason showed them the way. The history of science as a series of Aphrodites springing complete and vital from singular Zeusly brows. If I seem to be making a tempest in a molehill, consider this: our own Dr. Price\Emerson will be dismissed as as yet another faceless clueless loser in the next century if he doesn't get into the history books. Sorry, but I don't make the rules. And Graeme, since most of the rest of us are layman, we don't even get the dignity of being tragic and overlooked. Our best avenues for immortality are entertainment and killing people. Or politics, which is both. ObDGML: you can't really understand HPL unless you really understand the 20s Mark McFadden Isaac Newton was also an alchemist, busily searching for the Philosopher's Stone. Stick that in your either/or pipe and shit in the woods. From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of LizardRoi@aol.com Sent: Saturday, March 18, 2000 6:51 PM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: The GC says keep yore pecker up In a message dated 3/18/00 3:50:52 AM Pacific Standard Time, andywrobertson@clara.co.uk writes: << Shouldn't we show at least as much courage as the ants? I thought GC's were depressed! It's come to something when a Glove Cleaner has to tell an active active agent to take courage! >> Who knows, a lot can happen before the Endtimes, maybe the fuckin' horse will learn to sing. Andy Robertson, welcome to the Choirboys. Let the Cowboys indulge in their grizzled musky doomed version of shell-shock Goth. Sergio Leone is cool, but sometimes a little Roy Rogers is called for. C'mon everybody, sing with me, Andy, and Roy! Everyone says an ant - can't - move a rubbertree plant, but we've got hiiiiiiiigh hopes. Mark McFadden Uh, Trigger? That was your cue. From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of David Farnell [daf@iwa.att.ne.jp] Sent: Sunday, March 19, 2000 2:48 AM To: Delta Green List Subject: DG: Fiction: ANGEL (Three) [Thanks for the comments--on- and off-list, kudos and critiques--on the first two chapters. Although I do edit as I go along, I'm still considering this a "polished rough draft"--when it is finished, I plan to go back and rewrite the whole thing, including the Prologue (if you haven't already, you can see it here: http://www.delta-green.com/opint/case_histories/index.html --click on "Tiger"). By then, I'm sure there'll be a lot of little things I'll want to change, cut, or expand upon. Anyway, it's good to be riding the snake again; and being able to have a select, immediate, and friendly audience is a writer's dream. Also good to be getting this damn thing out of my head, finally. --Dave] *** ANGEL (David Farnell 2000) Three: Jigsaw When she looked at Linus, she couldn't help thinking of Humpty Dumpty. Agent Laura sat by the bed, her hand resting on his upper arm. His face was swaddled in bandages, particularly over his eyes and on his cheeks, which had been sliced open to give him a monstrous grin. His jaw was wired shut until his tongue and cheeks healed. His wrists were heavily bandaged, too, his hands immobilized. Several tubes disappeared under a blanket over his abdomen: good stuff in, bad stuff out. She talked to him. She knew he was awake, for he reacted sometimes to her words with a twitch. The damage to the tendons and nerves in his wrists prevented him from writing notes to her, but they could have come up with a code of some sort. He didn't respond to her attempts, which didn't surprise her. She didn't know if he was really listening. She wouldn't blame him if her was trying to tune her out entirely, and surely the painkillers kept him detached from the world. Still, she told him what she'd learned on her side-trip to Hawaii and how it fit in with their present investigation, and what pieces were still missing. After twenty minutes, the nurse asked her to leave the room. Special Agent Smalls had recently been through emergency surgery to reattach his tongue and save as much of his digestive tract as possible, and needed several more operations in coming days. He needed rest, not work. Maria knew otherwise, but she didn't argue. She kissed "Alan" goodbye, told him to be strong, and left. *** "OK, you've told the local cops the story. Now tell me the rest of it. Let's try to put it all together and see if anything jumps out." They sat in Ahmed's living room, among worn chairs and sofas rescued from garage sales and relative's houses. The lighting was poor, the walls paneled in dark wood. Looming over them were bizarre stuffed animal heads garlanded with cheap Christmas decorations, months out of date, unplugged red-and-green jalapeno lights and psychotic Santas drooping in hibernation until needed. The small split-level house was quite old, and had inset knick-knack shelves on every wall, the shelves crowded with obtuse collections of tin ray-guns, rubber insects, plastic dinosaurs, all arranged around a "lucky-saint" candle for each niche. The house owner was a horror B-movie set designer; Ahmed rented a spare bedroom. His eccentric landlord let him use the living room and kitchen at will, however, and was often away on jobs. Ahmed sighed, and Derek shifted to get more comfortable. Maria leaned forward to listen. Ruth, sunk deep into a chair with bad springs, frowned and focused on pleasing the regal, jet-black cat which had deigned to sit on her lap. They were all drained, exhausted. Morning was not far away, but no one suggested going to bed. "Right," Ahmed breathed. "Well, I met you and Alan four days ago, the morning after the break-in at the library. The two of you questioned me because I was the first on the scene--I found Vince, the victim. I was late for my shift; Vince was covering for me because I was on a date. Vince owed me one, and he was paying me back. So he died instead of me." He paused, a muscle in his jaw working back and forth. "UT's had budget cutbacks lately, so we only have one guard at the PCL at a time now, during the early morning shift. One guard, and one librarian," he nodded at Ruth, who glanced at him, "and maybe some cleaning staff. But there were no cleaners in the place at the time of the attack. No students either, although they can be buzzed in by the guard from midnight to seven a.m. It's summer vacation: not many students. At half past two, it was just Vince and Ruth." "According to the video and computer records, the power went out at exactly 2:33," Maria said, checking a folder. "The power failure, which only affected the library building itself, lasted fourteen minutes. Even systems with a backup power supply--alarms, the server in the basement--none of their power came on during that time. So when the doors were smashed in, no alarm went out." Ruth stirred and said quietly, "My watch stopped." "What?" "I didn't notice until later, but my watch stopped working during that time, too. It was slow by about fourteen minutes after the...power failure." She took it off and handed it to Maria. It was a battery-powered quartz watch, with an analog face. "And the emergency exit signs--they have their own battery power, but they were out, too. It was pitch dark in there." "What else did you notice? I know Alan and I already interviewed you before, but maybe you've remembered something more since then." Ruth scratched behind the cat's ears, looking down, brownish-red hair framing her freckled face, eyes hidden behind large lenses. "Well, I was up on the second floor, putting away books. I'd just said hi to Vince--he'd just passed me, doing a patrol of the building. I guess he went downstairs, and then the lights shut down. It was really weird, because the fans and monitors and fluorescent lights all make a kind of background noise that you usually never notice. Suddenly they all powered down and it was so quiet. And then the glass shattered--it was the front doors getting smashed in, but I didn't know that then. It sounded huge, like an explosion, in that stillness, you know? And Vince yelled, no words, just yelling, and I heard him fire three shots really fast. I just flinched at each one; I was frozen. And Vince yelled again, and then he screamed...." She put her hand to her mouth. "He screamed a long time, like, half a minute. I never thought a man could scream like that. And I could hear b-bones crack--" She stood up suddenly, spilling the cat to the floor, and running to the bathroom. Maria tried to reach out to her as she went past, but when she heard the retching sounds, she was glad she hadn't stopped her. She glanced at Derek, who nodded and got up to go help Ruth. The cat stared after them, then walked off, indignant. Maria turned to Ahmed, who was looking strained. "The video shows you arrived at 2:58. Tell me again what you found." "Glass everywhere. Some blood, but less than I would have imagined. Vince was…torn to pieces. Literally. His body cavity was opened up, the organs spread out. Around him were marks on the floor, in blood. At the time I didn't think so--or I didn't let myself think so--but now I think they were footprints. But they were shaped kind of like a bird's foot. Like a parrot: two toes forward, two back. Well, you've seen the police photos." "Tell me anyway. The photos might have missed something." "Right. Uh, there were these pools and drops of mushy yellow stuff, kind of like, I don't know, custard." Maria's interest sharpened. "You didn't mention that before. And it wasn't in the report." "Sorry. My mind was...I was kind of stunned when you talked to me. I told Alan later, but you'd already left by then. Anyway, the stuff was almost like a foam--I mean, it shrank pretty quickly. I think maybe it just turned to dust, but I didn't see. I was calling the police and trying to find Ruth. Maybe nobody saw it but me." Memories surfacing: a feast, a dry rattling, yellow excrescence falling. "Agent Verde," he said. "What is it? You know, don't you?" She shuddered, and shook her head. "No. Maybe. Anyway, so you found Ruth in the store room, right?" "Agent--" "Dolores." "Dolores. What is going on? I mean, we were helping Agent Smalls, and we weren't just answering his questions--we were spying on people, staking out their offices, hell, I distracted that Collins guy while Alan broke into his office! We've broken the law for you. Now Alan's been...fucking ritually _tortured_ and maimed and I want to know what we're doing!" She held his defiant gaze. "What did Alan tell you?" "He just said you were FBI, investigating similar murders and book thefts in other states over the past few years. When I pointed out that Vince's murderer had yanked the steel door off the Special Collections room, he did admit that there were some odd things about the suspect. Unnatural things. But he didn't tell me more than that." She nodded. "Good. Listen, I can't tell you much more just now. But I'll tell you this. You're right: the thing that killed Vince probably was just that--a thing. Inhuman." Ahmed laughed in shock, then dropped his head. "I knew it. Just, hearing it from you...what is this, an _X-Files_ episode?" "I wish." There was a noise outside. A chitinous rattling, and dry-paper flapping out of the bushes. Maria's veins ran with ice and she was almost surprised to feel the weight of her "opera" gun--unregistered, untraceable, to be discarded after use--in her hand. She was crouching on the floor. She reached up to turn off the lamp, just before the power went out. Ahmed was beside her, a blunt, heavy revolver in hand. Maria whispered to him, "Don't shoot Derek and Ruth." Soon Derek and Ruth crept back from the bathroom; Ruth's tremulous breathing sounded like she was on the edge of a panic attack. This was a repeat of the library for her. Ahmed whispered hoarsely, "Derek, you packin'?" "No, man. I started taking my shotgun around when things got weird, but it's out in the damn car." "I-I-I've got some p-pepper spray." "Better than nothing," Maria whispered. "Just don't spray us, girl." There was a thump and a heavy scrabble on the roof. Some loose shingles fell off the side and landed next the house. Everyone became very still. They could here it creeping up there, not really trying to be quiet. Confident, predatory, its nails or claws scraping as it sought a way in. Something else. They could feel, deep inside their heads, an itch--an annoying, maddening itch where none could be, buried in the primitive part of the brain. Like an insect's whine translated from sound to touch. A mosquito bite of the mind. A window shattered. "Shit, it's coming in!" "Come on, get to the cars--" "Derek's car, we all go in Derek's car!" They rushed out, single file. Halfway to the car, a huge shape fell from the sky and crashed down to their right. They flinched away, and all looked. It was a desk. Just as that registered in Maria's mind, another shape swooped onto Ahmed. Derek didn't even see it--he was in front, running to the car, keys in hand. It happened right in front of Ruth; she flailed away from it and fell down, her mouth shaped to scream, but with no sound coming out. Maria, bringing up the rear, clearly saw the thing slash Ahmed's back and dig its claws in. Torso of a corpse, bones or plates showing through mummified skin. Four limbs, all identical, hands/feet with four mutually opposable fingers, long and tipped with fillet-knife claws. A wasp-like thorax, spiny hairs erect, glowing blue, humming in their brains. Broken, torn wings, impossibly working to keep it aloft. As it lifted, Ahmed frozen in shock, an expression of disbelief and confusion on his face, the thing turned to look at her. It didn't exactly have a face--a maw full of pencil-like teeth, several clusters of blackberry-like blobs that might be eyes, scattered at random above and below the jaws. Twin antennae curving back over the head. She instinctively aimed for the face. She was using the original 10mm loads, and they kicked like magnums, but she shot straight and put four rounds into its head and torso. She clearly saw teeth and skull shatter. A shot to the shoulder made it drop Ahmed, and then it was away, over the next house and behind cover before she could shoot it again. They heard it crash to the ground there, but it was flapping away again a moment later, whistling in distress. It was gone. From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Davide Mana [doctor.dee@libero.it] Sent: Sunday, March 19, 2000 7:14 AM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: DG: DGML npc depot updated.... Greetings. As promised, an updated edition of the 'You as NPC/Me as NPC' section in the old Cave has been updated. Get there, take a look around, and if you are not there, and would like to be, plese send me the writeup _with a clear subject line_. I'm pretty sure a pair of writeups got lost in the chaos of posts I normally get just because the header was something vague. All the others I missed just because I'm an old fool. Sorry to all for the trouble in the Cave of the last few months. I'll be back in working order in a few days - hopefully. Cheers! Davide Mana Torino, Italy doctor.dee@libero.it The Ice Cave - http://www.fortunecity.com/tattooine/leiber/50/ice_cave.htm From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Michael Layne [theherald@hotmail.com] Sent: Sunday, March 19, 2000 3:21 PM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: DG: Fwd: Vampire Activity in Translyvania? This just showed up (unsolicited) in my Inbox. It may just be a rather sick ad for a Transylvanian Tourist Bureau, but, considering the nature of the entities DG faces, it might provide some inspiration for an op in Eastern Europe...:) Michael Layne DGGF#688 theherald@hotmail.com "And I'd have done it, too, if it hadn't been for you DG Agents!" -- Count Vlad >From: wjsmith >Subject: Vampire Activity in Translyvania? >Date: Sat, 18 Mar 2000 23:04:53 -0400 (EDT) > >GIRLS DISAPPEAR UNDER MYSTERIOUS >CIRCUMSTANCES > >TRANSYLVANIA (IT) - Two attractive young women >have disappeared while vacationing in the >Transylvanian Mountains. Their garments have been >found stained with partially digested blood and bat >and human saliva. This and similar occurrences are >causing international concern. 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You will also have a terrifying stay in a >region that was controlled in the 15th century by >the Count's father, Vlad Dracul. > >You will stay in comfortable, carefully selected >hotels feasting on lusty local cuisine and sipping >the full-bodied, blood red wines of the region. > >You will be eagerly serviced by fair maidens and >handsome lads naive in the ways of the world and >fascinated by foreigners. > >While relaxing, you will spend quiet romantic >evenings by candlelight with a companion, serenaded >by gypsy violinists. Or, if you prefer, you will be >swept away by the frenzied dancing of costumed >locals. Casinos are also available for the more >daring. > >From the moment you step off the plane, there will be >lots of fun and nasty surprises. They will delight >and frighten you - but you will be safe. > >This theme tour is for men and women, young and >old alike. Only the weak, cowardly, and impotent will >flee from this unique opportunity. > >This tour is fully guaranteed and organized by a >licensed international travel bureau. Entertainment >and effects performed on location by professional >theatrical troupes. > >Space is limited so the courageous must apply >immediately. > >Call 1-713-866-4056. > >We await your call seven days a week, 24 hours a day, >including Sundays and holidays. > > > > ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Andy Robertson [andywrobertson@clara.co.uk] Sent: Sunday, March 19, 2000 5:11 PM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: Re: Minor sci point ----- Original Message ----- From: > Isaac Newton was also an alchemist, busily searching for the Philosopher's > Stone. Stick that in your either/or pipe and shit in the woods. He sure was - and moreover he thought it his _main_ work. The science was a sideline. From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of LizardRoi@aol.com Sent: Sunday, March 19, 2000 8:32 PM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: Fwd: Vampire Activity in Translyvania? In a message dated 3/19/00 1:26:39 PM Pacific Standard Time, theherald@hotmail.com writes: << >You will be eagerly serviced by fair maidens and handsome lads naive in the ways of the world and fascinated by foreigners. > >> Would this be the Hammer Films Transylvania Tour? Cuz I could get into some of that St.-Pauli-Girl-wearing-a-scarf-to-hide-the-bitemarks action. Mark McFadden Not so sure about the *and* handsome lads bit. A little too Anne Rice for my tastes. Not that there's anything wrong with that. From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Steven Kaye [box_nine@ix.netcom.com] Sent: Sunday, March 19, 2000 8:57 PM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: DG: Film Identified Jonathan had asked if there was a Hammer film about people living in the London Underground. It's not Hammer (or Amicus, or Tigon), but there was a 1972 film, DEATH LINE, which involved disappearances in the Underground. Donald Pleasance played the police detective, and Christopher Lee had a cameo as a MI-5 type. ObDG: Combine the idea of DEATH LINE with THE TAKING OF PELHAM 1-2-3 and you've got one hell of a con scenario for Delta Green. Agents on a subway train which has been highjacked, forced to deal with Something out there in the dark as well as the highjackers. Steven ---------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------- Steven Kaye box_nine@ix.netcom.com Reason - rationality - is a concentration camp, where the sets of concepts for surviving in a chaotic universe form vast, though finite, rows of huts, separated into blocks by electric fences, which the searchlights of Attention rove over, picking out now one group of huts, now another. Thoughts, like prisoners - imprisoned for their own security and safety - scurry and march and labour in a flat two-dimensional zone, forbidden to leap fences, gunned down by laser beams of madness and unreason if they try to. Ian Watson, THE EMBEDDING From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of USFORREC1@aol.com Sent: Sunday, March 19, 2000 9:55 PM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: DG: Getting to know your Karotechia and Others I have compiled a listing of several of the books I've recently acquired and read for the list to peruse. All of them are very worthwhile for those interested in developing the Karotechia in one's campaign. A couple of disclaimers before you get to the listing. I cannot tell if some of these are still in print or how available they are if not. I've picked many of them up used so I can't help on that front. My other disclaimers is that many of the books below are written from a certain viewpoint and hence I don't personally agree with all of their assertions. Without getting into a deep, heated and OT debate about it, let's just say that some (not all) of the sources tend to point the Nazi accusation finger at any and every conservative group and not just legitimate Neo-Nazi ones. That's a personal annoyance and everyone is definitely free to draw their own conclusions. I just hate being lumped into a Neo-Nazi/Fascist circle because of some of my beliefs which have nothing to do with their doctrine (And trust me, with my family tree, I really wouldn't fit into those circles anyway :) ). It's the same thing when people try and lump me as a Communist because of some of my liberal views. Well, enough ranting about my personal labels and on with the list (Also, I've included some personal observations for some of the books for those so interested): *The Occult Roots of Nazism: Secret Aryan Cults and their Influence on Nazi Ideology by Nicholas Goodrick-Clarke (ISBN0-8147-3060-4) (Already mentioned and just included for completeness) *The Occult Reich by J.H. Brennan (ISBN Unknown) (Good for the supernatural/mythos angle if a bit sensational) *The Occult and the Third Reich by Jean-Michel Angebert (ISBN 0-07-001850-2) *Unholy Alliance: A History of Nazi Involvement with the Occult by Peter Levenda (ISBN 0-380-77722-3) *Secrets of the SS by Glenn B. Infield (ISBN0-8128-2790-2) (A good starter point for many of the SS conspiracies. It devotes a short chapter to most of the big ones and gives a nice overview) *The SS: Alibi of a Nation 1922-1945 by Gerald Reitlinger (ISBN0-306-80351-8) (A very good and detailed history of the SS) *Hitler's Werewolves by Charles Whiting (ISBN Unknown) (A good overview of the Werewolf program with a focus on one of its missions) *Commando Extraordinary: The Remarkable Exploits of Otto Skorzeny by Charles Foley (ISBN Unknown) (History of Skorzeny's wartime actions, detailed but tends to glorify him and downplay his extreme Nazi beliefs and actions. Also, very little on his post-war activities) *Armed and Dangerous: The Rise of the Survivalist Right by James Coates (ISBN 0-8090-0174-8) *Gathering Storm: America's Militia Threat by Morris Dees (ISBN 0-06-092789-5) (This title and the one before it, Armed and Dangerous, are good overviews of the American extremist underground, if a bit biased at times) *The Silent Brotherhood by Kevin Flynn and Gary Gerhardt (ISBN 0-451-16786-4) (An in-depth look at one extremist group and its rampages) *Soldiers of God: White Supremacists and Their Holy War For America by Howard L. Bushart, John R. Craig, Myra Barnes, Ph.D. (ISBN 0-7860-0649-8) (An excellent and unusual book on the subject as the research team worked to provide an unaltered look at the extremist underground and allow them to tell their own stories. In many ways it is more useful and chilling than those who attempt to attack the groups because you realize this is them and not propaganda.) *Aftermath: Martin Bormann and the Fourth Reich by Ladislas Farago (ISBN Unknown) (This book by a noted historian divided the historical community. Some hated and debunked it, while others stand by it. Draw your own conclusions on its authenticity but nonetheless it provides excellent materials on Nazis in South America) *Blowback: The First Full Account of America's Recruitment of Nazis, and Its Disastrous Effect on Our Domestic and Foreign Policy by Christopher Simpson (ISBN 1-55584-106-6) *Secret Agenda: The United States Government, Nazi Scientists and Project Paperclip 1945-1990 by Linda Hunt (ISBN 0-312-05510-2) (An excellent expose on Paperclip and all the related US-Nazi scientific programs by a CNN reporter) * The Beast Reawakens: Fascism's Resurgence from Hitler's Spymasters to Today's Neo-Nazi Groups and Right-Wing Extremists by Martin A. Lee (ISBN 0-415-92546-0) (Quite simply, the absolute best history and overview of the Neo-Nazis around the world, covering all the major developments up through 1999. It is a chilling book and dispels many myths concerning the movement. All DG players should read this one.) While I'm at it, here's some more of my recent titles on a variety of topics: *Alien Agenda: Investigating the Extraterrestrial Presence Among Us by Jim Marrs (ISBN 0-06-109686-5) (An excellent overview of the UFO scene, covering many of the related incidents and conspiracies. This has a lot of good information in its own right and is a good starting point for delving deeper) *Project Moondust: Beyond Roswell- Exposing The Government's Continuing Covert UFO Investigations and Cover-ups by Kevin D. Randle, Captain, USAFR (ISBN 0-0380-80603-7) *The Day After Roswell by Col. Philip J. Corso (Ret.) (ISBN 0-671-01756-X) (A good look at what Majestic can be up to behind the scenes) *Russian Organized Crime: The New Threat edited by Phil Williams (ISBN 0-7146-4312-2) *The CIA's Black Ops: Covert Action, Foreign Policy and Democracy by John Jacob Nutter, Ph.D. (ISBN 1-57392-742-2) (Good history of American covert ops, with a lot of tradecraft sprinkled in and very easy to read) *Killing Hope: US Military and CIA Interventions Since World War II by William Blum (ISBN 1-56751-052-3) (Nice overview of everywhere the US has been, either covertly or overtly, and the history/consequences of those actions) *Spies Without Cloaks: The KGB's Successors by Amy Knight (ISBN 0-691-01718-2) *KGB: Death and Rebirth by Martin Ebon (ISBN 0-275-94633-9) (This and the previous title, Spies Without Cloaks, do an excellent job covering the intelligence scene in the former Soviet Union since the fall of communism) *The Andean Cocaine Industry by Patrick L. Clawson, Rensselaer W. Lee III (ISBN0-312-17691-0) *The Big White Lie: The Deep Cover Operation that Exposed the CIA Sabotage of the Drug War by Michael Levine (ISBN 1-56025-084-4) (Sequel to Deep Cover and just as damning. Tells about the creation of the Bolivian La Corporacion) That's all for now. Hope somebody could use this. -Dave K From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Thuvasa Three [Thuvasa_Three@hotmail.com] Sent: Sunday, March 19, 2000 10:04 PM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: DG: Props/Trepanning Someone posted a while ago a link to a bbc news story about a woman trepanning herself to cure chronic fatigue syndrome... If anyone is interested, the National Examiner has a brief article as well. I thought it might make a great player handout...especially since it has a photo of the woman, the hole (sort of), and a "diagram" from a medieval medical book on how the procedure should be done. Jonathan Philpot From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Daniel Harms [dmharms@acsu.buffalo.edu] Sent: Sunday, March 19, 2000 11:40 PM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: UUU movie about the King in Yellow At 05:20 AM 3/15/2000 EST, Mark wrote: > What did I tell you? Too much *cross indexing*, if you know what I mean. >Know what I mean? Probably. But it does do you good at times, to bring this back on topic: >From www.cinescape.com, in a discussion of Jet Li's _Romeo Must Die_: "Silver also revealed that he and Li have another project in the works. The project's tentative title is First King, and it's about the first king of China." Now, this means nothing to most people, until you realize that the first king of China was named Huang-Ti, and was a famous bearer of learning and culture. And his title? The Yellow Emperor. Yrs., Daniel Harms dmharms@acsu.buffalo.edu The Internet: Learn what you know. Share what you don't. From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Rob Shankly [ludo@bigpond.com.au] Sent: Monday, March 20, 2000 2:10 AM To: The Delta Green List Subject: DG: Body Farm This is probably of interest: http://dailynews.yahoo.com/h/nm/20000314/sc/life_bodyfarm_1.html either as a take-away outlet for ghouls or as an interesting setting. -- Rob Shankly From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of LizardRoi@aol.com Sent: Monday, March 20, 2000 2:43 AM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: DG: Storytelling: hosed on the Mission 2 Mars This is not a movie review. But I'm going to talk about parts of movies for examples. I've been reading fiction from this list, and I have been impressed not only with the creativity but the obvious care for the other essentials. I think enough people on this list care about the mechanics of storytelling to remain OT or at least interesting and useful. If I am not literally talking about DG, it is nonetheless applicable to storytelling. Storytelling is the thread that ties together literature and graphics and film and roleplaying and scenario writing. Keeping is storytelling with characters that talk back. It also occurred to me awhile back that we are part of a tradition that stretches back to the HPL Circle. We correspond, often. We theorize and bat ideas around and get attacks of the cutes and spontaneously generate slang and nicknames and whole new traditions. And judging from what I've seen so far, we might sprout a Bloch or Bradbury or three. Which ups the ante on the archives a bit :-) Incidentally, I think Robert E. Howard was a girly-man too Oedipally conflicted and sexually confused to study martial arts. Which I suppose made him the Gunfondler of the group. Ba dum ching! Thank you, thank you. Tapes are for sale from the van out back. So let me use a handful of seconds in Mission to Mars to illustrate my chattaqua on: Attention To Detail As A Path To Serendipity No spoilers and no fillers here. I answer to a higher power. Nothing here that isn't pretty much in the trailer. So there's this scene in M2M where, shot from above, the astronauts slowly take off there helmets, trusting the anomalous atmosphere and moving slowly in awe of the [something that looked like the end of The Abyss in the trailer]. Their spacesuits, which until then had been realistically portrayed (based on NASA designs), inexplicably lose their airhoses when they take their helmets off. You don't have to be a nitpicker for this to be jarring, it requires no knowledge of physics. The hoses were there, then they weren't. Now, on alt.cult.film, this is good for much guffawing and posing, long tremulous too-tragically-hip howls in the wilderness bitterly repeating that Hollywood, like, sucks. Because, as far as they can see the culprit in the Case of the Missing Hose can only be a) gross negligence, those big money Hollywood hacks just don't care b) gross stupidity, they even had *noise* in space fer crissake c) Hollywood sucks But I've been on film sets, and I can picture the scene in my mind, effortlessly. Because anyone who has been involved in trying to make a film has had a similar experience. The suits are good, NASAs cooperating and we've learned a lot since 2001. The actors don't sweat or pass out, we can see their faces and life is good. They look great, and in every scene they perform like champs. Except, in every other scene, the helmets are either on or off. None of the dialogue and none of the action happened while suiting up, so the mechanics of taking the helmet off weren't an issue. Any actors out there know where I'm going. Work with your props, as soon as possible and as often as possible and you will reduce the number of onstage disasters. So they get to the scene where the astronauts slowly take off their helmets in nearly slo-mo (this *is* de Palma after all) awe in the featureless white room. And by "get to the scene" I mean literally hundreds of people have set lights and cables and cameras and scaffolds and cranes and have uncovered then swept and scrubbed with an anal retentive fervor until the white room is *white*, and a sit down hot breakfast was served and bagels, croissants, fresh fruit and Starbuck's is on hand with friendly white jacketed fair maidens and handsome lads naive in the ways of the world and fascinated by foreigners and eager to serve you and ADs are coordinating and checking details by walkie-talkie and the newbie is searching for a "spinner" and actors have been in makeup and costume and everyone has gone weewee and would *someone* stop the fuckin' *hammering*? This isn't CGI people, this is film. Lights and actors and a Panaflex and the clock's ticking and all these folk are union. So, it turns out that an astronaut can't take off their own helmet gracefully. The hoses. It just looked like shit and the actors are frustrated. And the clock is ticking. And Brian de Palma is starting to wonder if anyone really notices air hoses. And because the meter was running, he convinced himself that no one but Trekkies would notice, and he can keep the storyboard as is, if they just lose the hoses. d) grossly overestimating how willing we are to suspend disbelief e) Hollywood sucks An opportunity was missed. An astronaut doesn't suit up alone except in an emergency. Astronauts help each other, they look at things the other can't see and make adjustments where the other can't reach. They depend on each other, they are as carelessly physical with each other as submariners, they live too close to maintain the American personal zone. Watch astronauts, it's there for the seeing. You can say a lot with the economy of statement that the visual medium of film allows. The scene comes, the astronauts help each other remove each other's helmet. We can see the effortless synchronized grace of practiced professionals working in unison. We can see primates grooming each other, tiny mortals sticking together surrounded by stark technology. We can see humans touching each other for reassurance. A picture says a thousand words. Look what I'm getting out of some missing hoses. In The Right Stuff, the director saw the attendants assisting the solo astronaut into his shining suit as squires and a knight. According to an interview, this was the seed of the stirring slo-mo walk of the Magnificent Seven that has become an icon. Others have used the same shot before and since, but which one do you think Tarantino was seeing when he was storyboarding the titles for Reservoir Dogs? Cameron was paying attention to the nuts and bolts in The Abyss. The psycho SEAL is submerging and Bud has to suit up to hop on the sub. So the drillers are holding up his backpack and pulling the gasket over his head and checking the hoses and seals and placing his helmet on go go go people in about 3 seconds of screen time. A subliminal reminder of what a close team this group of characters is. Later, we get more hints of a knight at Chapel Perilous when they help Bud suit up in the white armor. I'm not saying Kaufman and Cameron good, de Palma icky-poo. That would be silly and OT. It was a couple of hoses, that's all. He rolled the dice and didn't expect a critical hit. The only tragedy is the missed opportunity, but you know how sharp hindsight is. ObDG: What do the details of your PCs and NPCs say about them? What could they say about them? Mark McFadden No worries in the hose department here, thank you very much. From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Jonathan Turner [j.turner@irishnews.com] Sent: Monday, March 20, 2000 3:14 AM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: Thermobaric weapons At 12:33 AM 3/18/00 -0500, you wrote: >Ah-nold used just such a big gun in Commando. > IIRC the chief bad guy in Invasion USA also used one to attack a suburban neighbourhood - though Chuck Norris blew him out a window with a LAW later on. Ahhh, big movie rocket moments, eh? From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Jonathan Turner [j.turner@irishnews.com] Sent: Monday, March 20, 2000 6:02 AM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: Film Identified At 09:57 PM 3/19/00 -0500, you wrote: >Jonathan had asked if there was a Hammer film about people living in >the London Underground. > >It's not Hammer (or Amicus, or Tigon), but there was a 1972 film, >DEATH LINE, which involved disappearances in the Underground. Donald >Pleasance played the police detective, and Christopher Lee had a >cameo as a MI-5 type. > Thanks for clearing that one up... >ObDG: Combine the idea of DEATH LINE with THE TAKING OF PELHAM 1-2-3 >and you've got one hell of a con scenario for Delta Green. Agents on >a subway train which has been highjacked, forced to deal with >Something out there in the dark as well as the highjackers. > I think that's a top idea. We've had planes, we've had submarines... now trains... JT From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Jonathan Turner [j.turner@irishnews.com] Sent: Monday, March 20, 2000 6:06 AM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: Fwd: Vampire Activity in Translyvania? At 04:21 PM 3/19/00 EST, you wrote: >This just showed up (unsolicited) in my Inbox. It may just be a rather sick >ad for a Transylvanian Tourist Bureau, but, *snip* Well, Cell A are hardly going to just pop round bearing cookies to drop you a hint, are they? ;-) JT From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Jonathan Turner [j.turner@irishnews.com] Sent: Monday, March 20, 2000 6:12 AM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: Body Farm At 07:10 PM 3/20/00 +1100, you wrote: >This is probably of interest: >http://dailynews.yahoo.com/h/nm/20000314/sc/life_bodyfarm_1.html >either as a take-away outlet for ghouls or as an interesting setting. >-- > That's a good link, all right. I think there might be another body farm in Kentucky. There's also a Patricia Cornell book of the same title which my girlfriend informs me is quite good. I used the body farm idea in a British DG scenario once as the scene for an assassination attempt on a PC pathologist. Influenced by Coma, I'm afraid... Jonathan From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Andy Robertson [andywrobertson@clara.co.uk] Sent: Monday, March 20, 2000 6:13 AM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: Mythos Science 101 ----- Original Message ----- From: > Andy Robertson, welcome to the Choirboys. Let the Cowboys indulge in their > grizzled musky doomed version of shell-shock Goth. Sergio Leone is cool, but > sometimes a little Roy Rogers is called for. > C'mon everybody, sing with me, Andy, and Roy! What _are_ you on? Can I have a toke? Everything you say is dead right but I just superadd this - I think it's worth climbing to the top of the tree of knowledge, because that's the only way I can see past the leaves and out into the dark. And the-wood-for-the-trees? You tell me about the darkest thickets you know, and I will tell you about the darkest thickets I know.. As for what they knew in the 1920s, I like to believe they were all like JBS Haldane. Check out DAEDALUS, OR SCIENCE AND THE FUTURE. http://www.santafe.edu/~shalizi/Daedalus.html At the risk of another kicking from the Mib I'm going to quote the last bit here, wot it is a pome. Black is his robe from top to toe, His flesh is white and warm below, All through his silent veins flow free Hunger and thirst and venery, But in his eyes a still small flame Like the first cell from which he came Burns round and luminous, as he rides Singing my song of deicides. J B S Haldane 1923 The Glove Cleaner From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Jonathan Turner [j.turner@irishnews.com] Sent: Monday, March 20, 2000 6:22 AM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: DG: More hot sheets... The Onion once again proves it is the best hot sheet out there... Check out Terrifying Mutation Killing Off U.S. Cabinet Members One At A Time JT From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Jonathan Turner [j.turner@irishnews.com] Sent: Monday, March 20, 2000 6:27 AM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: Body Farm On the subject of body farms, here's an absolutely excellent page for forensic entomology - ie insects and dead folks... http://www.uio.no/~mostarke/forens_ent/forensic_entomology.html And a genuine list of medical and forensic sites for your perusal. http://www.nottingham.ac.uk/~mpzjlowe/PathWWW5.html Hope someone gets something from this. JT From: owner-dgrpg@delta-green.com on behalf of Jonathan Turner [j.turner@irishnews.com] Sent: Monday, March 20, 2000 6:39 AM To: dgrpg@delta-green.com Subject: Re: DG: Bloody Tongue Sorry, this might be a repeat of the previous URL http://www.independent.co.uk/news/World/Africa/2000-03/cultfrt200300.shtml There are also some links from this page to general information about cults, etc There were several rotting bodies found in the latrine under the main building, apparently, so there is obviously more to this that it initially appears... JT