Innsmouth High's Class of '41 reunion. Your class was first to graduate after "the raid", and everybody's back. Should be fun to see the changes in your old friends. Cthulhu horror-comedy.
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You just received an invitation for your twenty-year high school reunion. Forest Green (formerly known as Innsmouth) High, Class of '41. It's been a long time, but your class was the first to graduate after "the raid", and the organizing committee is making a big push to get everybody back. Should be fun to see the changes in your old friends. A Call of Cthulhu horror-comedy set in everybody's favorite seaside town.
Innsmouth High's Class of '41 reunion. Your class was first to graduate after "the raid", and everybody's back. Should be fun to see the changes in your old friends. Cthulhu horror-comedy.
Description:
You just received an invitation for your twenty-year high school reunion. Forest Green (formerly known as Innsmouth) High, Class of '41. It's been a long time, but your class was the first to graduate after "the raid", and the organizing committee is making a big push to get everybody back. Should be fun to see the changes in your old friends. A Call of Cthulhu horror-comedy set in everybody's favorite seaside town.
You're an avid collector, and there's going to be an auction you just can't miss. Plus, being an experienced investigator, there have been some odd things going on in that area too.
You're an avid collector, and there's going to be an auction you just can't miss. Plus, being an experienced investigator, there have been some odd things going on in that area too.
Humankind wallows in ignorance of that which waits and dreams in the deep... I have seen the forgotten places of this world.. I have heard the antediluvian voices of nod... and I am afraid...
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“The day of endings has come and gone and still the pestilence of humankind wallows in their ignorance of that which waits and dreams in the deep... I have seen the forgotten places of this world... I have heard the antediluvian voices of nod... and I have come upon the cathedral of the undying... and now, I know that no covenant with eldritch creatures or the god of men can forestall the terminus of our days.” ~last message of Dr. Nicholas Meyers
Before the gaze of ancient horror humanity cowers beneath diaphanous veils of sanity, a covering grown old and thin with the passing ages. The time has come for youth to be served, the veils pierced.