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Ladies & Gentlemen-
Don't forget that this Friday is the Cthulhu Live game, Berlin Black.
If you've forgotten the synopsis for the adventure, here it is again...
Berlin in the summer of 1945 is a city of ghosts, a vast, spreading necropolis of shattered rubble, tortured fingers of steel and masonry clawing at gray, smoky skies. Emaciated specters roam the ruins of the once-proud city, bundled in rags and searching for valuables, food or remains of their lost loved ones. Armed Soviet, American, British and French troops patrol their respective control zones of Berlin. These are four seperate kingdoms within the ruined city, each reigned over by its own military governor. The arrival of the Allies in July came as a welcome change for the city suffering under the ruthless heel of the Soviet troops extracting their revenge for the war. The establishment of the occupation zones a month and a half ago was followed by a concerted effort to clean up the war damage, restore some sense of order, and provide for the starving citizens. The first skirmishes of the Cold War have begun as the Western Allies and the Soviet juggernaut jockey for power and control of the ruins and resources of the former Third Reich.
In the back streets of the Schoeneberg district, just off Winterfeldplatz, is a freshly painted red door in the bullet-pocked wall. Behind it lies "Die Insel", a small, private night club and cabaret. A strange island of music, booze and physical comfort in war-wracked Berlin, Die Insel is an illegal club under the current regulations of the Inter-Allied Control Council, but the governor of the American Military Sector has turned a blind eye. Too much valuable intelligence is collected and under-the-table business conducted at Die Insel to close the operation down. Powerful men of the occupying forces and the black market are drawn like moths to this beacon of warmth, liquor and music amid the wasted cityscape.
Some early responders have already been assigned characters, but whomever can come in costume will get preference when what remains is assigned.
For those of you who don't know, my address is 871 West 50 Place, Hialeah, FL 33012. Just take the 826 to the 103rd Street exit, go east, and turn on 12th Avenue. Make the first right, proceed through the 4-way stop, and then take the first left. The road will curve to the right and my house is about the 7th or 8th down on the left. Kind of babyshit yellow color, lawn badly in need of mowing, broken down Honda in the carport.
If you need further directions or have other questions, phone me at 305-819-3176.
Hope to see you there.
Jarad
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