You will redeem a hundred hundred years of broken dreams, or you will write your name in blood across a dying world as you try. Choose a name, kill your past, and walk the Old Road to damnation or...You will redeem a hundred hundred years of broken dreams, or you will write your name in blood across a dying world as you try. Choose a name, kill your past, and walk the Old Road to damnation or glory.
The world deserves no less.MoreLess
You failed as the long arm of the Omnissiah's justice, and your failure cost a world its life. It cost you your mind's integrity, your body's strength, your very self and name.
Will you regain them?
Money is power, creative destruction leads to money, and the IGBC knows this well.
When a subprime bond crisis catapults you into power past the old guard and cleans the upper echelons of the...Money is power, creative destruction leads to money, and the IGBC knows this well.
When a subprime bond crisis catapults you into power past the old guard and cleans the upper echelons of the bank, you know what it was. Creative destruction at its finest.
Now? To business.MoreLess
The red flag once flew over Hamburg. The eagle once flew over Koenigsberg. The Schwarz-Rot-Gold still flies over Berlin, battered beautiful Berlin.
It is 1920. The fate of Germany is still...The red flag once flew over Hamburg. The eagle once flew over Koenigsberg. The Schwarz-Rot-Gold still flies over Berlin, battered beautiful Berlin.
It is 1920. The fate of Germany is still unclear. The guns have fallen silent, but they remain close at hand.
A sequel to Schwarz-Rot-Gold.MoreLess
The railroads are to be the blade of tsarist autocracy pointed eastwards, carrying soldiers and bureaucrats and nobility eastwards to govern, to colonize and to conquer. The double eagle aims to...The railroads are to be the blade of tsarist autocracy pointed eastwards, carrying soldiers and bureaucrats and nobility eastwards to govern, to colonize and to conquer. The double eagle aims to rise in the east. And the iron horse will carry it there. You are to build the great railway through Siberia to the Pacific, and do it fast.
Or, of course, you can risk the displeasure of the autocracy. It is not advised.MoreLess
For more than five thousand years man has scrambled in the dust of the dead Federation and the chaos of its fall. For more than five thousand years has your sector endured, degraded and wartorn...For more than five thousand years man has scrambled in the dust of the dead Federation and the chaos of its fall. For more than five thousand years has your sector endured, degraded and wartorn though it may be. There are new challenges and inheritors now, claiming the unity of Old Earth and demanding the allegiance of man.
What will you do?
Will you bend the knee to the golden man?
Or will you fight - for liberty, for equality, for fraternity. For all the ideals of man, will you fight once more?MoreLess
It is the end of the eighteenth century, and yours is the task of building the Royal Navy - will you forge the trident, or let the seas pass to another?
You are the Man. In this brave new world, everyone else owns a slice of the Man. You are the hated, underfunded slice called the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms. You're supposed to police...You are the Man. In this brave new world, everyone else owns a slice of the Man. You are the hated, underfunded slice called the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms. You're supposed to police illegal arms proliferation in the San Francisco Free Trade Zone.
Good luck. You'll probably die in spite of it.MoreLess
The climate will soon collapse. Humanity faces the greatest trial it ever has, coming in the wake of the long peace after World War II.
You will turn the polluting ship of the U.S. state and lead...The climate will soon collapse. Humanity faces the greatest trial it ever has, coming in the wake of the long peace after World War II.
You will turn the polluting ship of the U.S. state and lead the way forward, or you will be fired for trying.MoreLess
Amidst all conflict, strife and murder, you and yours have lasted long by simply sidestepping most of it. Some of the family die far from home, in ports on other coasts. Some of the family die...Amidst all conflict, strife and murder, you and yours have lasted long by simply sidestepping most of it. Some of the family die far from home, in ports on other coasts. Some of the family die nearby and all too young. But the family endures.
And so does the family business. Beneath the notice of Leadenhall Street and atop the arteries of subcontinental commerce, you and your dynasty have lasted for more than long enough by staying out of notice.
Perhaps it is time to change history.MoreLess
Earth has died. The children of Earth are scattered across the Sol System: From Titan to Ganymede to Venus, humanity must endure. It must.
You will make it so.
You are a scientist and sometimes-arms-designer in the early stages of the Cold War. Your rockets are the most accurate, your sensors the finest, and your explosions the biggest. Or if they're...You are a scientist and sometimes-arms-designer in the early stages of the Cold War. Your rockets are the most accurate, your sensors the finest, and your explosions the biggest. Or if they're not, they will be.MoreLess
You begin in the Seven Years' War, the greatest war the world has yet seen in the eighteenth century. You can change the shape of history, whether you be French, Russian, or Briton. Or, of course...You begin in the Seven Years' War, the greatest war the world has yet seen in the eighteenth century. You can change the shape of history, whether you be French, Russian, or Briton. Or, of course, you will die.
Fortune favors the brave.MoreLess
The Gilded Age has ended in disputed elections and armed revolt. Will you fight for the New Deal and the Old Republic, or for the new age of socialist America? What will fly above the White House...The Gilded Age has ended in disputed elections and armed revolt. Will you fight for the New Deal and the Old Republic, or for the new age of socialist America? What will fly above the White House - Old Glory, or the Red Flag?MoreLess
You are a stringer for the CIA operating in the Greater German Reich, and you've been handed something explosive. Welcome to the front lines of the Cold War, agent.
[QUEST TRIGGER WARNINGS: Slurs...You are a stringer for the CIA operating in the Greater German Reich, and you've been handed something explosive. Welcome to the front lines of the Cold War, agent.
[QUEST TRIGGER WARNINGS: Slurs (Occasional), Death/Threats of Torture, Nazis and Nazi Iconography Described]MoreLess
You are the watchers on the walls, the guardsmen in the dark, holding up a lantern to the many faces of a terrible god. Beware your allies, beware your foes, and do mankind proud - for humanity is...You are the watchers on the walls, the guardsmen in the dark, holding up a lantern to the many faces of a terrible god. Beware your allies, beware your foes, and do mankind proud - for humanity is your charge.MoreLess
You are a minor mage, special-operations trooper, or spy in the Second World War. All you have are what you choose in character-creation and the wits of the playerbase, facing down everything from...You are a minor mage, special-operations trooper, or spy in the Second World War. All you have are what you choose in character-creation and the wits of the playerbase, facing down everything from old gods to fallen angels with no more than a rifle in your hands and a spell on your lips.MoreLess
The engines are vast things, eaters of cities and worlds. In their wake lies naught but death and ashes, to their fore lie arms and armor beyond mortal ken.
Within them are no more than mortal...The engines are vast things, eaters of cities and worlds. In their wake lies naught but death and ashes, to their fore lie arms and armor beyond mortal ken.
Within them are no more than mortal men.
More than a thousand years they have marched, leaving worlds and systems in ashes in the name of more masters than even you can comfortably count. Into legends they have passed, survivors of irradiated hellworlds whispering of their names.
You are their commander, pilot and leader of a God-Machine turned against its home. For you is the Quest of Knowledge from inside a thousand-ton behemoth of armored plate and firepower, crushing battlefields under your feet for science and progress.
The casualties in the process are of course regrettable but needed.
What will you do as the Imperium is split in half, as the Warmaster mobilizes for one final clash? Whither shall you go, Princeps Primaris?
To Terra, to kill a God and free mankind? To Mars, to shatter the chains of ten thousand years and further the march of science? Or to more shadowed places, for knowledge left abandoned and guarded by things better left alone?
Choose well, and remember - nuclear fire solves a great many problems.MoreLess
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