Teaser
Choom, those are the ones that give me the creeps when they walk by in their funereal masks. They have this thing about death. “It’s a level,” they say. “Memento mori,” they whisper. But I’ll tell you, it’s all bullshit, eventually they come back from the dead just like the rest of us do if someone blows their brains out, a bit hypocritical don’t you think? Life and death in a roll of the dice. Of course without their juggernaut you wouldn’t go into cyberspace – so wink at them, pretend to believe their bullshit, and everything will be fine. Kind of.
Experience: Introspective experience characterized by human relationship with death and its facets and the realization of a higher purpose. Suitable for those who want a strongly intimate game while maintaining a good dose of action. Remember, “a dangerous mission makes us feel alive.” The group has a strong component of ethnic inspiration drawn from vodoo and Aztec culture.
Personaggi
Titolo: The Grim Reaper
Teaser: Another friend with the mask, F**K, I know it's a necessary evil, but I'm exhausted, we have to destroy the damn thing and rest in peace. A fit of the heart at the memory, F ** K, I see the images of the day I set you on fire. The screams. The crackle of burning flesh. But I had to free your soul from the yoke of this world. It was the only way my friend. You know it, my Master. I know it! Those F*****g Corp use and abuse us endlessly, STOP! I am a Mutuwa in mind and spirit, every second dedicated to the mission is well spent, and on your memory I swear that I will save mankind at the cost of burning our bodies, the bodies of every living being, one at a time.
Gruppi:
Mutuwa (Nomads)
Titolo: The Mounder
Teaser: *bing* a message. A request. A claim. Fear slowly pervades me like blood in my veins and makes me move to answer and accept the assignment. I take my rifle. My blade, which I have used on myself so many times to reveal nothing. I walk out of the tent to greet my family, the mutuwa, nd look at The Widow: I see the hatred in their eyes. You know very well that tonight I will wear the mask again, you know very well that I will have to bury myself again, but you know like I know that I cannot avoid it. Fucking Phoenix.
Gruppi:
Mutuwa (Nomads)
Titolo: Beautiful Coffin
Teaser: Who are you? Everyone asked me, I came from nowhere and walked the stages without anyone knowing my past. My enemy, you who made it so I could be born can you see me? My love, you who made it so I could die do you know where I'm at? My life has been dotted with danger, I loved you but that wasn't enough, and as my strength leaves me I can only tell you that I want to reveal who I am. But will I find you in the time of the end? Mine? yours? Ours?
Gruppi:
Mutuwa (Nomads)
Titolo: Vase Grave
Teaser: I learned as a kid that bullies always win. The one who used to beat you up when you were little become the rich corpo-rat who can't wait to do everything they fancy at the expense of all of us when they grow up. And it's as if everyone have accepted it: they have the biggest guns, the most powerful computers. What bullies often forget, however, is that in the end they are human, and every arrogant human sooner or later make a mistake, and fall. And I'll be there, tearing him to pieces while they're on the ground. Oh, one fell just now...
Gruppi:
Mutuwa (Nomads)
Titolo: Testament
Teaser: I remember the tears. I remember the screams. At the funeral Widow and I were embraced, united in grief, kindred spirits. What's worse than losing everything? I, I know very well: knowing that you could get it back, at a cost that you are not ready to bear. I thought I had become someone else that day, similar to the mask I sometimes wear for my Mutuwa; but I discovered that taking it off in front of the mirror there are only tears... Of joy?
Gruppi:
Mutuwa (Nomads)
Titolo: Widow / Widower
Teaser: What's worse than losing everything? Being deprived of the possibility of getting it back for some bullshit: it's like losing it twice. What did I have less than the other corps? Less money? Less influnce? I also lost myself, lost my life too, over and over again. Track overdose, fights, shootings. I wanted to die but I couldn't bring myself to. I cowardly paid, always, every time. Then one day, MakebaMakebaSpeciale: PNGGiocatore: Pijama - Alessio De MarinoGruppi: Mutuwa (Nomads), Bridge PNG enlightened me: We humans were subverting an order as old as the world. We were in a therapeutic frenzy and we didn't know it. I, became Mutuwa.
Gruppi:
Mutuwa (Nomads)
Titolo: The Censer
Teaser: We were born to warm an office chair? No way, of course I wanted more. The mutuwa answered my wish. After all, dying is bad, and it should only happen once, right? Then one day I gave a bad answer to a guy and instead of shooting me in the head as usual, they saw fit to make me take a long dip in a nice pool of acid. My 'family' is right when they say there are worse things than death. And I'm terrified that to avoid one I've chosen another, with no way out.
Gruppi:
Mutuwa (Nomads)
Titolo: The Obituary
Teaser: I have found myself many times lying in bed wondering: who am I? What ambitions do I have? What do I fight against? This is also one of those nights and today I answer! I'm a Mutuwa, this answer will never change! I fight against false death, against the hypocrisy of a false life, against the aberration! People have to reach a point where they go back to being just human, and not checking accounts with legs. From a young age I believed in it, yet, my ambitions weren't as big as my creed, but after you, my friend, fucked me up, after I found true love in this f** ***o world now I have big ambitions, I'll be the one to bury the aberration created by the Corp, and no one can get in the way!
Gruppi:
Mutuwa (Nomads)
Titolo: White Tablecloth
Teaser: I'm in a sandbox. I am the MC and the rest of the fucking NPCs. I'm not interested in improving shit: if the world burns I want to be in the gallery of honor to enjoy my gyoza that I stole from another extra. I love seeing things die. From a good safe distance. And what better than mutuwa? Too bad they're NPCs too... I want to see this planet split in two, I want to see people killing each other on the street to fight for ideals they don't even know exist. COME ON ENTERTAIN ME.
Gruppi:
Mutuwa (Nomads)
Gruppi:
Mutuwa (Nomads)
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