In 1993, I remember sitting in the front row of the local theater with a buddy of mine, anxiously waiting for the first glimpse of real dinosaurs, while logically understanding that I still wouldn't see them.
Then, this happened...
And I no longer rationally cared if it was real or not - the tension it built for me was. I was terrified, and happily so. This was what I was here for, and - at that moment - I was not disappointed in the least.
Fast-forward to just a few days ago. I came across this interesting link: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/battlefieldpress/the-dinosaur-protocol-for-savage-worlds
and I was intrigued.
Then I saw the corporate blurb:
65 million years have separated the ages of man and dinosaur. Until now.
“Some time in the 21st Century, something broke the world. No one knows for sure what happened. Solar flares, war, global warming, pollution and environmental collapse, or perhaps a combination of all of them. Perhaps it was something much stranger. All we know is that mankind fled the surface, retreating into vast underground shelters where they could wait out the centuries until the earth was habitable once more. But when we emerged from the darkness and prepared to retake our world, it was not as we remembered it. Something had happened to the world that once was. In the centuries without man, nature wound back the clock, returning the planet to an earlier, cleaner, more primal age. An age of dinosaurs. Now humanity must choose – do we fight to reclaim our past, or do we make peace with the present and embrace a simpler future? Armed with the skills and technologies of our ancestors, do we struggle to recreate former glories, or will we use the second chance we have been given to avoid the mistakes of the past? Will human nature even give us the choice? Will we exterminate the reborn dinosaurs, enslave them, or something else? What will be our Dinosaur Protocol?”- From the journals of Archivist Roebuck
And the following picture:
And once again, I no longer rationally care. I am hoping though, like in 1993, I will not be disappointed.
I suppose I need to work some more overtime to cover this new expense.
