Mars Attacks

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Rules set: Space: 1889's Sky Galleons of Mars

Miniatures: Sky Galleons of Mars

Setting: Countryside outside London, late 1889, in the world of Space: 1889


We thought Mars was like India – a rich old culture, but decadent and weak in the face of European strength.  We scoffed genially at them from the vantage of our steel edifices and starched waistcoats.  But beneath the sands of that ancient world lay intelligences cold and malevolent, their art, their artifice, as enduring as stone … .

 

Wherever their ships fell from the Coelestial Ether their machines did emerge, with footfalls as the drumbeat of death.  Not a one would they spare.

The Martian Plan for Earth

A strange meteor was seen in the countryside North-West of London.  Herdsmen fled from its light.

The fell machines come forth.

The Queen’s navy was quick to arrive – and the Realm’s dearest friends as well.  The French ambassador committed his personal escort as soon as he heard the news.

In the skies, men of iron stand to the ready.

Heat rays and poison gas pummel the fleet of Earth, while their shells thunder against the armored disks to no avail.

Reload, boys, as God gives ye’ breath!

At close range the clockwork giants stagger under the impact of six-inch guns.  But they still keep coming!

It’s now or never.  For the Queen!

As the relief fleet crests the hill, shots pour down onto the invaders from every direction.  But on they march.

More ships.  But are they enough?

With the thunder of a thousand steel timbers, one of the conveyances crumples to the ground.  The other two pour smoke from gaping wounds, and reel under the renewed frenzy of the gunners.

And a cheer went up from all!

 

Many ships were cloven or crippled and many men gave up their lives, but when the evening sun came to cast its long shadows they fell upon the wreckage of the iron fists of Mars.

 

Our gaming group is certainly not the first to mix-and-match clichés of Mars in a single setting.  Look if you will to Larry Niven’s excellent Rainbow Mars or Heinlein’s merry romp Number of the Beast.  In fact, you might contend such a mixture is a science fiction cliché in itself.  And when Ground Zero Games was so good as to immortalize in pewter the daydreams of H.G. Wells, we decided our turn had come.  - Vynnie

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