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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Paka" data-source="post: 1468068" data-attributes="member: 100">The Adventure: Little Pyramid is your home, a town on the border between Upper Rosetta, Lower Rosetta where the Norse hold law. The pyramid that gives the town its name is no bigger than an outhouse, has been worn away by time, said to be a general from Rosetta who was peppered with arrows from the native tribes. The glyphs are worn away by dust and time. Some bastards came through town last night, shot up Kef's Saloon, raped a girl and robbed the pyramid that gives the town its name. Y'all are the posse that's been rounded up to catch the varmints. Let me know who you are and why you volunteered to go after the bastards. Make their deeds and their history as much a part of your own as you care to. We'll be using Dust Devils which is a really neat Indie RPG that'll allow us all to make up great characters in just a few minutes. The World: The following was taken nearly verbatim from an old thread here that really blew up and got rollin' but I only ran a one shot in the world and always wanted to head back west. After years I tracked down the poem at the end of this message. I'd read the poem in an anthology, maybe during high school or even junior high. It stuck with me. It is a wild west where every mythology I loved as a child meets in the dust. Six guns meets Set. High noon for Horus. Then I had an image of a battered brass scarab belt buckle, holding up a worn pair of jeans. The buckle is also an amulet, keeping the rattlers away from his horse while on the trail. Whose horse? I don't know. I don't know yet. But I know his dusty boots are engraved with cats chasing snakes and the heels are worn. There is a leather band with hieroglyphs around a black hat. What we know as the Mississippi is the Nile's Brother. The Brother bisects the great states of upper and lower Rosetta with its gambling boats in the shape of great hippos, red-stone pyramids and Bast-run brothels. North and South Rosetta are at odds, last month a fight broke out in their congress and all augurs seem to see nothing but plagues and Angels of Death in their tea-leaves. The Pilgrim-slaves of Lower Rosetta seem to be biding their time, waiting for something. Texas is a state afire with a range wars between the cattle barons. The Wooden Horse Ranch in Troy County has gained the enemnity of many of the most powerful barons. Rumor has it the blood is being spilled over a woman. The northeast has been settled by great lodges of Norsemen with runes carved in the bullets of their six-guns and totem poles adopted from their neighbors with Odin atop Thor atop Loki atop Fenris atop a Turtle. The east was settled by the army of a Roman emperor from the old country who has since fallen to his brother's knives. The senators of the Republic await the coming war between upper and lower Rosetta greedily, hoping to gain more land. Injuns are inspired by Arthurian legend, with one chief recently rising to unite the nations and the White Buffalo Woman giving him a warclub to destroy his enemies. There is also this hazy image of Little Pyramid, a town on the border between Upper Rosetta, Lower Rosetta and where the Norse hold law. The pyramid that gives the town its name is no bigger than an outhouse, has been worn away by time, said to be a general from Rosetta who was peppered with arrows from the native tribes. The glyphs are worn memories. The Exodus maybe parting one of the Great Lakes rather than the Red Sea. Sly Uli makes his way back home after the war through old Mexico. The Inspiration: I Am a Cowboy in the Boat of Ra Ishmael Reed 'The devil must be forced to reveal any such physical evil (potions, charms, fetishes, etc.) still outside the body and these must be burned.' (Rituale Romanum, published 1947, endorsed by the coat-of-arms and introductory letter from Francis cardinal Spellman) I am a cowboy in the boat of Ra, sidewinders in the saloons of fools bit my forehead like O the untrustworthiness of Egyptologists who do not know their trips. Who was that dog-faced man? they asked, the day I rode from town. School marms with halitosis cannot see the Nefertiti fake chipped on the run by slick germans, the hawk behind Sonny Rollins' head or the ritual beard of his axe; a longhorn winding its bells thru the Field of Reeds. I am a cowboy in the boat of Ra. I bedded down with Isis, Lady of the Boogaloo, dove deep down in her horny, stuck up her Wells-Far-ago in daring midday getaway. 'Start grabbing the blue,' I said from top of my double crown. I am a cowboy in the boat of Ra. Ezzard Charles of the Chisholm Trail. Took up the bass but they blew off my thumb. Alchemist in ringmanship but a sucker for the right cross. I am a cowboy in the boat of Ra. Vamoosed from the temple i bide my time. The price on the wanted poster was a-going down, outlaw alias copped my stance and moody greenhorns were making me dance; while my mouth's shooting iron got its chambers jammed. I am a cowboy in the boat of Ra. Boning-up in the ol' West i bide my time. You should see me pick off these tin cans whippersnappers. I write the motown long plays for the comeback of Osiris. Make them up when stars stare at sleeping steer out here near the campfire. Women arrive on the backs of goats and throw themselves on my Bowie. I am a cowboy in the boat of Ra. Lord of the lash, the Loup Garou Kid. Half breed son of Pisces and Aquarius. I hold the souls of men in my pot. I do the dirty boogie with scorpions. I make the bulls keep still and was the first swinger to grape the taste. I am a cowboy in his boat. Pope Joan of the Ptah Ra. C/mere a minute willya doll? Be a good girl and bring me my Buffalo horn of black powder bring me my headdress of black feathers bring me my bones of Ju-Ju snake go get my eyelids of red paint. Hand me my shadow I'm going into town after Set I am a cowboy in the boat of Ra look out Set here i come Set to get Set to sunset Set to unseat Set to Set down Set usurper of the Royal couch imposter RAdio of Moses' bush party pooper O hater of dance vampire outlaw of the milky way<a href="http://www.chimera.info/dustdevils/" target="_blank">Using the Dust Devils RPG</a></blockquote>

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