Circle of Chains

It's come to this. You are in a thirty foot tall robot, with an unstable neural interface that could go haywire if you're in pain.

On the other side of the battle is your Nemesis. In better times, before the war, this was a person that you could have had a relationship with, something beyond friendship, but it didn't happen. Not someone you admired from afar or some bullshit like that. You were close. It almost happened. But you blinked. The fuckup and cowardice was entirely your own. Now they're on the other side, in their own thirty foot sheath of metal, and they prolly don't even hate you. They might not even know you consider them your Nemesis. It's just you have this ball of pain associated with them.

Yeah, doesn't have to be physical pain to fuck the neural link. They haven't fixed the bug because it tends to make people go berserk, and that suits the military just fine.

It's come to this. Now it's time to end it.

2-7 players, no GM

This tabletop RPG is still under development, so it may change a bit over time.

Cover photo comes from the public domain.

Created for #sadmechjam