It’s been five years since children the world over turned on their parents, devouring their nurturers.

They are predators our children. Cunning. Deadly.

It’s been five years since the dead started walking.

AND A LITTLE CHILD SHALL EAT THEM is an actual play recording made at Fear the Con 5. This is the FIFTH installment of the game in the original setting played annually at Fear the Con using the All Flesh Must Be Eaten system.

Your game master is Aron from FUNNYBOOKS WITH ARON AND PAULIE.

Around the table this time are Tim and Andrew from Ideology of Madness’ Funnybooks with Aron and Paulie. John from Thistledown AP dot com as well as wade, Chris, Hannah and Tresi from the Internet are present for this chapter in a world gone mad for the sweet, warm screaming flesh of man..

Year 4 of And a Little Child Shall Eat Them can be heard here.

Me before my very first RPG experience...photo by Andrew Webb.

Day 1 of Fear the Con started with our little group heading to Denny’s for some pre-con grub, the entire time me hiding my secret worry about my first gaming session.  Getting to the con early, we hung out while waiting for fellow Funnybooks host Aron Head to set my first game of the day….

Ship-Wrecked on Monster Island (spoiler warning)

Based on the Day After Ragnarok setting for the Savage Worlds system, Aron’s game involved a crew of Marines (and a Navy guy) who are ship-wrecked on a mysterious Japanese island during WWII.  My character, Giaccomo “Spaghetti” Lighetti was, essentially, the medic of the group.  As we walk ashore of the strange island, we find ourselves immediately under fire from Japanese soldiers, flanking a bunker as Professor Higgins (played by buddy James) runs for the tree cover. Read the rest of this entry »

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"Okay... we could get eaten here... or here... or here... or... oh wait! Here!"

In Friday’s third and final slot, I ran the sequel to the game I ran last year: “…And a Little Child Shall Eat Them.” It’s a zombie setting in which the zombie apocalypse breaks out first amongst the worlds children rendering them fierce predators with supernatural strength.  Imagine, a toddler with the strength to tear a car door from its hinges.  Worse, that toddler is hungry… and strained peas ain’t gonna do the trick.  We call this type of zombie a Growler.

Their bite is poisonous.  Surviving an encounter with a Growler, but bearing a bite renders the survivor a shambling horror all its own.  These are the more traditional, shuffling zombies that we all know and love.  We call them Moaners.

Friday night’s game took place one year after the events of last year’s game.  The survivors have been holed up in a bunker some 30 miles away from the sleepy town of Calhoun, where all this began for them.  Resources are tight.  In fact, food, water, medical supplies, ammunition, etc. – all are scarce commodities.  In their “safe hide-a-way” the players learn they are matter of weeks from exhausting the last of their food.

Civilzation has crumbled.  No one’s coming to the rescue. Read the rest of this entry »

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