Fantasy RPGs

It doesn't happen with a flash, a bang, or any sparkly pizzazz.

Everyone's transition to the Zone is as simple as waking up on a bench in a room filled to the brim with luggage. This is the Baggage Claim room. A kind attendant will help you find all the trunks with your name on them, but don't expect to get any answers out of the attendants. They're all smiles and no answers.

They came at night, men and women in white coats with needles and drugs, chloroform and ether, invading the sanctity of homes. They stepped through portals and no wards or locks could stop them. They kidnapped individuals and took them to an artificial island for the purpose of observing them.

The Heads put their new subjects in rooms in a hotel, turned on their cameras, and settled down to wait. They were engaged in a social experiment, peppering their artificial island with rumors of a way back home, if only people could learn to work together.

But the people weren't simply left to their own devices. The Heads create hazards on a weekly basis to keep the population on their toes and to observe the effects of various changes to the environment. They want to see the formation of bonds of friendship and love, of animosity and hatred, and then test those bonds.

Is there an escape? Will it be found before it's too late? Can antagonists learn to work together? Come join us and find out ...