In this episode we play two Fiasco Playsets: Dirt People using the original version of Fiasco and Regina's Wedding using the box set. Compare and contrast and see which one is our favorite.

What's better than a Fiasco? Make it a double!

The road to Season's Beatings Pay Per View continues.

In the Fall of 1980, a group of college girls decide to spend the night in a mansion that was recently purchased by their sorority. Unfortunately, their slumber party turns into a nightmarish fight for survival when they use a witch board and accidentally summon a terrifying entity from another dimension. Unless they can figure out a way to send it back none of them may live to see the morning.

A Call of Cthulhu actual play.

The Milton Hotel cordially invites you to view the fantastical traveling exhibition “The Kingdom of Fire—Egypt’s 18th Dynasty.” All the way from the British Museum, London, England, come see these wonders of ancient Egypt, rare and priceless items from a time long ago. Learn about their history from Dr. Caitlin Bronson, the exhibition’s curator, who will be on hand to answer all of your questions. Marvel at the treasures of Tutankhamun and Hatshepsut, along with the star of the exhibition, the mysterious canopic jar of Ibnhotep the Mad! Tickets are limited and going fast—and you don’t want to miss out on what promises to be the most talked about exhibition of the year!

For hundreds of years, reports of blood-chilling cries in the night and occasional sightings of the Beast have been a fixture of local gossip. Is it a hoax? A crazed bear? Something strange and wholly new to science? No one knows, but those who have crossed paths with it are convinced of one thing—the Beast of Sucker Creek is real, and you don't want to make it angry.

You’ll tell a story about ordinary people with powerful ambition and poor impulse control!

Lives and reputations will be lost, painful wisdom will be gained, and if you are really lucky, you just might end up back where you started.

Fiasco is an award-winning story-telling game inspired by cinematic tales of small-time capers gone disastrously wrong.

Terror is never routine, but the management of it? That's a job like any other.

Fifteen years after the events of Cornucopia House, the Agents responsible have gotten away with it. But what is fifteen years to the beast that wrote their fates in the screams of tortured children? None have escaped. Fate conspires to put them back on the hunt, for though they've been recruited by the Program, the Children of the force that truly controls them have grown.

Screamingly sentient, dumbly delirious, only the gods that were can tell. A sickened, sensitive shadow writhing in hands that are not hands, and whirled blindly past ghastly midnights of rotting creation, corpses of dead worlds with sores that were cities, charnel winds that brush the pallid stars and make them flicker low. Beyond the worlds vague ghosts of monstrous things; half-seen columns of unsanctified temples that rest on nameless rocks beneath space and reach up to dizzy vacua above the spheres of light and darkness. And through this revolting graveyard of the universe the muffled, maddening beating of drums, and thin, monotonous whine of blasphemous flutes from inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond Time; the detestable pounding and piping whereunto dance slowly, awkwardly, and absurdly the gigantic, tenebrous ultimate gods—the blind, voiceless, mindless gargoyles whose soul is Nyarlathotep.

This was supposed to be a simple heist.

A group of well-dressed criminals arrive at a warehouse after pulling off an extraordinary crime. They know each other only by their pseudonyms - Mister Black, Mister Red, Mister Green, Mister Purple, Mister Beige and Mister Silver.

The plan is simply to sit tight until midnight when someone will arrive to ferry them - and the loot - across the bay to make a final delivery to the boss. Sounds easy, right?