Biggles at the Earth's Core

[agentofping]

In a bar in Thailand a suited gentleman opens the door to the flying dragon bar, the smell of food surrounds him and he breaths in the atmosphere,
"what took you so long drummond"
the sublet creak of his old worn flying jacket broke the unnatural silence.

"Capitan James Biggleworth....Your country needs you" a wry smile crawled across his weathered face.
"you'll have to do better than that old Chap" smiling Biggles raised his ginger beer to his lips

"Gordons Alive"...................................................

Half a world away a telegram is delivered, it simply says
" Dick return to Whitehall Asap and bring Snowy, Drummond"

and high in a snow capped mountain range a monocled man lowers his telescope, "Soon mien Fuhrer, it shall be yours and the Thousand year dream shall live"

Time gentlemen to save to save the Empire once again.

[agentofping]

Thought I would repost this thead here for commenting on the game - which was spiffing fun by the way - rather than cluttering up the Thursday gaming thread. Looking forward to the next one.

'Algy'

[agentofping]

Here is the plane I was thinking of the DeHavilland Dragon Rapide. Okay I know it has been blown to smithereens, but anyway.

AoP

[kevinrolfe]

[kevinrolfe]

you mean that one

[agentofping]

That does look rather familier. BTW I didn't realise that Gerry Anderson was doing the SFX for your scenario??



AoP

[kevinrolfe]

couldn't find a snow image...

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