Ideas Are Easy

[Frost]

The Touch of Death: low magic 'renaissance' fantasy/ muskets and magery.

The city republics of the peninsular stand on the verge of war with the Morin empire. Against the backdrop of popular panic a number of republican leaders are attempting to create a workable anti-Morin coalition. Their attempts have hit a series of major setbacks beginning with the attempted assassination of Aldous Den Vess, chief magistrate of Farne. Den Vess was greveiously wounded and survived only due to the magical intervention of a scholar diplomat from the distant western empire.

Now even as his allies rush to conclude a treaty Den Vess is under attack again, an unknown source has begun spreading rumors that Vess died in the attack and that the 'healing' performed by the westerner was in fact a reserection forbidden by religious law and that the occupant of the magistrates chair is not in fact a man but an undead abomination.

The PCs are Farnese soldiers or agents of the ruling council tasked with locating and silencing the rumourmongers and also (covertly) reporting to the council upon the status of their leader.

[crretin]

Originally Posted by ak_aramis

And you had to go and ruin it...

Yeah um hi? Let me just but in here and say, you don't have to take his idea if you don't want to, there's nothing stopping you from doing things your way.... so that was highly uncalled for...

[David Johnston2]

The year is 1962 and the player characters are all white teenagers who have extraordinary physical and mental abilities. And they're all adopted. And they all just got a scholarship offer they never applied for. And someone's killing white teenagers who were adopted. And the FBI has them under surveillance. And an Israeli Nazi hunter is approaching them to show them pictures. And then someone tries to kidnap them...

(They're the product of Nazi genetic engineering experiments.)

[jason taylor]

Empire A and Empire B are fighting a war to the death in the stars. The area on their borders is full of splinter groups(like cossacks on Earth) from each side.

The PCs are a trading ship trying to survive amidst this. They could simply trade or they can sign on as mercs or take their hands in espionage or what not.

This is kind of a Firefly situation except their are two big states instead of one. There are still lots of counterparts to the little polities we have in Firefly.

This could be set by the way in a recognized fictional setting such as Traveller: ISW, or the Imperial-Mereseian border in Technic History.

[David Johnston2]

Exalted set in modern day Earth. As the characters awaken to their past life memories and Solar superpowers, they find themselves hunted by super martial artists, sorcerers and demonic entities.

[Johan Larson]

You're on the street, homeless. You have little in the way of marketable skills, but you do have a mental problem(possibly a drug habit) and a few bags of odds and ends. It's raining and you are hungry.

[Frost]

When I read this

Originally Posted by David Johnston2

Exalted set in modern day Earth. As the characters awaken to their past life memories and Solar superpowers, they find themselves hunted by super martial artists, sorcerers and demonic entities.

And

Originally Posted by Johan Larson

You're on the street, homeless. You have little in the way of marketable skills, but you do have a mental problem(possibly a drug habit) and a few bags of odds and ends. It's raining and you are hungry.

My first thought was what if we combined the two?

[jason taylor]

Originally Posted by Johan Larson

You're on the street, homeless. You have little in the way of marketable skills, but you do have a mental problem(possibly a drug habit) and a few bags of odds and ends. It's raining and you are hungry.

That sounds fun. How about, you are a Dalit in 1730's India, all your kin just died of famine, and you do not have a drug habit because you are to poor even to buy drugs and forget how miserable you are for awhile.

[Johan Larson]

We can make it worse!

You are solders. You fought; you lost. The enemy plucked out your eyes in vengeance, and sent you trudging home. One man in each squad got to keep one eye to find the way.

You've been on the road two days, and the landscape is starting to sound familiar.

[Johan Larson]

You are superheroes, but you have inconvenient, embarrassing, or hazardous powers. Truth, justice, the American way and all that, but you can't be around people.

The team was founded by Bomb Boy, who can explode with the power of a 500 lb bomb on demand or whenever he gets a bit excited. The explosion doesn't harm him.