TOONRPG

TOON, the Role-Playing Game of Catoons is drawn and animated by it's players! The words are written by Steve Jackson Games!

Cartoons Don't Die, They Just Fall Down.

Submitted by G. Briggs

Once, I had the pleasure of taking part in a game of Toon. Two players had Bags of Many Things, and the GM let them choose the screw-ups for each other when their rolls failed.

After the inevitable fall off a cliff:

  • PC1: "Bag of Many Things! I'll try for a parachute."
  • GM: "Sorry, you failed." (to PC2:) "What does he get?"
  • PC2: "A parakeet. I'LL try for a parachute..."
  • GM: "You goofed too." (glances at PC1...)
  • PC1: "Paraguay.

Never has a country been so effectively used as a tool of petty revenge.

Same game: my character was a giant skeletal T-rex with a Napoleon complex and self-doubt. He couldn't fight to save his life.

Before a giant's castle, while my mind wandered:

  • GM: "The giant throws the door wide open."
  • Me (not concentrating): "I'll, er... Break Down Heavy Door."
  • GM: "The door's open; the giant's stood in the doorway."
  • Me: "Oh, I'll Break Down Heavy Giant then."

That poor T-Rex fell down right there. However, he does have a pretty high Break Down Heavy Giant skill.

Malice in Blunderland or Why a Five in Shape Change Just Isn't Enough

Submitted by Rich D.

This is a tale of Toon, a tale where a rag tag bunch of Toons fell down the rabbit hole and entered Blunderland which is exactly like wonderland yet different enough so that no one can sue. Oh, and Malice was a sweet little giant with vampire fangs that liked to eat toons for breakfast.

I was a Bookworm. My job: to whip out books with funny titles and to never make a shapechange roll, ever!

My first attempt was at the Caucus race where all these old men in suits were running. One toon captures one in an elaborate rope trap, while we got rid of the others by yelling, "Hey look! There in the woods! A registered voter!" And they all went running off, revealing that we had caught, Ronald Reagan. So to make him feel at home, I tried to turn into Bonzo the Chimp. I turned into King Kong. I rubbed his head.

The next time was at the Mad Hatter's Tea Party. Somehow I annoyed the Dormouse and he knocked me into a tree. So I got up, tied a bandanna around my head, took out a book entitled Zen and the Art of Beating the Snot out of People and and attempted to turn into a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

I turned into a Galopagos turtle. About this time, the Dormouse whipped out a book entitled How to Make Turtle Soup, and I decided not to shape change anymore.