TRIBEMEET MANCHESTER UK 2026 (Mankymeet 2)
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The canals in Manchester are perhaps most appropriate inspiration for a name. I'll have a look at the different lines and their names and see if there is a cheeky pun in there 
Canals and waterways in Manchester, lots of them. I watch a youtube guy sometimes who explores them - Martin Zero.
Bridgewater Canal (Bilgewater Canal)
Manchester Ship Canal (Mankfester Shit Canal)
Rochdale Canal (Roachdale Canal)
Manchester, Bolton & Bury Canal (Mankfester Boltered & Buried Canal)
The possibilities are endless!
Edit - there's a canal spur between Salford and Bolton called Nob End. No changes needed.
Bridgewater Canal (Bilgewater Canal)
Manchester Ship Canal (Mankfester Shit Canal)
Rochdale Canal (Roachdale Canal)
Manchester, Bolton & Bury Canal (Mankfester Boltered & Buried Canal)
The possibilities are endless!
Edit - there's a canal spur between Salford and Bolton called Nob End. No changes needed.
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Stoof way ahead of me and frankly done all the work in one short post. Those names are amazing
Is that the same river board as the showdown squig herders and wranglers? If so we should totally name it after that Ratskin scout that was standing at the end, and kicking butt so hard that Radulycan had to just narrate his demise.
I feel the town of Nob End fits quite nicely.
I was thinking of this one
yaktribe.games
But yours is cool. It needs a back story
TRIBEMEET MANCHESTER UK 2019 (MankyMeet)
@=][=SW1=][= how about "squigs are not a resource" as graphitti? Or a wanted poster of some of the outlaw gangs? SLF definitely needs to go up. Squig liberation front.
yaktribe.games
But yours is cool. It needs a back story
there’s a very famous street simply called Canal Street which, at least one time I know of, had the C and the S scrubbed out on the street sign. You can probably guess what its famous for! 
His name was Hatchet Face, don’t ever forget it!
He vanquished the beastmasters and set the squig herds free!
I didnt take part in the fight, but my beast master famously ended up on the wrong team due to his fur cloak! I believe Hatchet Face was most unforgiving when the Ratskins realised!?
Sonja's Slicers have been seen in the vicinity of Mankfester... pulling up database...
(Are we doing territories as normal or will they be special?)
(Are we doing territories as normal or will they be special?)
Just the standard 5 territories this time, nothing special. Yaks can roll for themselves or get another yak to roll and post here, but I trust yaks to be honest.
Would that mean having a Canal Street in Sumpton or Trollholme? Maybe the water can have a rainbow shimmer??The canals in Manchester are perhaps most appropriate inspiration for a name. I'll have a look at the different lines and their names and see if there is a cheeky pun in there
Other related waterways - in Salford they have some old docks, one was called the Ontario Basen and used to have some awesome blue dock cranes on, though last time I was there there’d been removed (boo).
I remember how everyone was so confused when he was using a pistol when he should have started with a basic gun. I thought it was some narrative shenanigans going on until he died and nothing happened. I totally imagined it being like a scene from Police Academy or something.His name was Hatchet Face, don’t ever forget it!
He vanquished the beastmasters and set the squig herds free!
I didnt take part in the fight, but my beast master famously ended up on the wrong team due to his fur cloak! I believe Hatchet Face was most unforgiving when the Ratskins realised!?
Sooo… @Kixz. @radulykan it appears that we are allies (until we aren’t).
Hey Sonja! Yer better watch which part of town you stroll into! Some parts have many shadows where you might fall and hurt yourself! ‘Katie’s Slicers’ doesn’t quite have the same ring to it.
Hey Sonja! Yer better watch which part of town you stroll into! Some parts have many shadows where you might fall and hurt yourself! ‘Katie’s Slicers’ doesn’t quite have the same ring to it.
Necro Campaign: THE FUNGUS AMONG US!
Given there is only afew weeks, I’m keeping this one simple:
GANG CREATION
*1100 creds starting stash
*Usual ganger restrictions ie. 1 leader, 0-2 heavies, <50% juves.
*No house weapon restrictions, excluding outlanders.
*only hired guns taken during gang creation can be used. If they can no longer be afforded or are discarded. They must be placed in the ‘mercenary pool’ so other yaks may employ them.
*usual territory rules
SPECIAL EVENT
*the wild herds of squig, made free by the legendary Ratskin Hatchet Face, have made scavenging the delapadated fungus zones of Mankfester Dome especially Dangerous!
*Whenever a loot counter, in any scenario, is first picked up, roll a d6. On a roll of 1-2 a squig is encountered, placed in base contact and attacks the would be looter.
*squigs have the stats of a basic ganger armed with a double handed weapon.
*if a squig survives, they remain in play and gangs may attempt to control them at the beginning of their turn by passing an initiative test (similar to escaping pinning)
*active squigs belong to no player and both players may attempt to activate them.
*Anyone victim to a monster roll is attacked by a particularly sneaky/crafty squig. But the rules for the monster rolls remain exactly the same.
*squig attacks, squig kills and squig deaths must be recorded.
Given there is only afew weeks, I’m keeping this one simple:
GANG CREATION
*1100 creds starting stash
*Usual ganger restrictions ie. 1 leader, 0-2 heavies, <50% juves.
*No house weapon restrictions, excluding outlanders.
*only hired guns taken during gang creation can be used. If they can no longer be afforded or are discarded. They must be placed in the ‘mercenary pool’ so other yaks may employ them.
*usual territory rules
SPECIAL EVENT
*the wild herds of squig, made free by the legendary Ratskin Hatchet Face, have made scavenging the delapadated fungus zones of Mankfester Dome especially Dangerous!
*Whenever a loot counter, in any scenario, is first picked up, roll a d6. On a roll of 1-2 a squig is encountered, placed in base contact and attacks the would be looter.
*squigs have the stats of a basic ganger armed with a double handed weapon.
*if a squig survives, they remain in play and gangs may attempt to control them at the beginning of their turn by passing an initiative test (similar to escaping pinning)
*active squigs belong to no player and both players may attempt to activate them.
*Anyone victim to a monster roll is attacked by a particularly sneaky/crafty squig. But the rules for the monster rolls remain exactly the same.
*squig attacks, squig kills and squig deaths must be recorded.
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Koko's plasma gun hissed menacingly as the barrel cooled - the weird ball-with-legs creature that had leapt at her was now a charred mess against the base of a concrete wall.
Pip bounded round the corner excitedly, running to the sound of the blast.
Koko prodded the smouldering remains with her boot toe. One of the legs twitched slightly.
“Nice of you to come” Koko muttered to Pip, who was crestfallen at not being able to kill one of the creatures. Several other gang members had already got one as they’d tried to trace how they were getting into Slicers’ territory.
This was the first one Pip had seen.
“Can we eat them?” she asked, sniffing tentatively at the rising steam. It didn’t smell meaty like rat or grox, nor was it insectoid like millisaur… it smelled more like the fungus that grew near air purification outlets.
“Well, this one’s cooked… you first taking a bite” laughed Koko.
Pip thought the better of it as they heard Siouxie’s distinctive steel heels clicking along behind them.
“Got one of the little fethers did you? Good girl” she nodded at Koko, “where did it come from?”
Koko indicated a half buried pipe entrance at ground level, which had once been protected by metal bars – they had long since rusted through, leaving the pipe looking like an angry maw. There was a small trickle of sickly green fluid running from the side of the pipe onto the concrete, but nothing that looked too dangerous now.
From what Sonja’s Slicers had gathered so far, this seemed to be the source of the ravenous creatures. The pipe was certainly big enough for one to crawl through – so big enough for the gang to crawl in.
Sonja looked at Koko, Koko looked at Pip and handed her a glowstick from one of her belt pouches.
“In you go kiddo”
Pip yanked the bolt on her autopistol, chambering one of the fat little rounds. She cracked the glowstick and began to crawl into the tube. She showed no fear – some time ago, during one of the gang’s disastrous forays into another dome, Pip had faced off with some kind of horrific purple mutant – all claws and teeth and chitin armour. She’d been seen to go down under a barrage of blows, so the gang were surprised when she’d shown up again a few days later apparently unharmed. She had no memory of the fight, but she’d suffered screaming nightmares ever since and had convulsive fits every few days. She also seemed to have no fear at all during her waking hours – as if it had been burned out of her that day. These traits had so far prevented her being elevated to full Ganger status, despite being old by Juve standards, as she’d been sidelined during several of the gang’s activities.
She was hoping that would change though – she hadn’t had a fit for over a week, and she’d even slept a whole night cycle quietly last night. Perhaps she was starting to get over it.
In less than a minute Pip’s rear was invisible to Sonja and Koko crouching by the tunnel entrance. Mags, with her immaculately maintained heavy stubber, and Mara with her autopistol and heavy sword had arrived and were watching their backs.
“Can you see anything?” Sonja called down the pipe.
A thin voice came back – “There’s footprints in the sludge – like the monsters’ feet. Lots of them. Hold on, there’s a maintenance board here.”
There was a pause as Pip scraped years of slime and corrosion from the plaque designating the pipe’s purpose, direction and maintenance schedule – evidently long forgotten.
“The pipe leads to Mankfester” echoed Pip’s voice down the pipe.
Mankfester. Sonja had heard stories of Mankfester. Some kind of huge gang bust-up, ending in a wedding for some reason. Or was it a divorce? No matter, the pipe lead there, and the creatures which had been molesting the citizens of her fair and hard-won territory had come from there.
It was time for a field trip.
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Koko's plasma gun hissed menacingly as the barrel cooled - the weird ball-with-legs creature that had leapt at her was now a charred mess against the base of a concrete wall.
Pip bounded round the corner excitedly, running to the sound of the blast.
Koko prodded the smouldering remains with her boot toe. One of the legs twitched slightly.
“Nice of you to come” Koko muttered to Pip, who was crestfallen at not being able to kill one of the creatures. Several other gang members had already got one as they’d tried to trace how they were getting into Slicers’ territory.
This was the first one Pip had seen.
“Can we eat them?” she asked, sniffing tentatively at the rising steam. It didn’t smell meaty like rat or grox, nor was it insectoid like millisaur… it smelled more like the fungus that grew near air purification outlets.
“Well, this one’s cooked… you first taking a bite” laughed Koko.
Pip thought the better of it as they heard Siouxie’s distinctive steel heels clicking along behind them.
“Got one of the little fethers did you? Good girl” she nodded at Koko, “where did it come from?”
Koko indicated a half buried pipe entrance at ground level, which had once been protected by metal bars – they had long since rusted through, leaving the pipe looking like an angry maw. There was a small trickle of sickly green fluid running from the side of the pipe onto the concrete, but nothing that looked too dangerous now.
From what Sonja’s Slicers had gathered so far, this seemed to be the source of the ravenous creatures. The pipe was certainly big enough for one to crawl through – so big enough for the gang to crawl in.
Sonja looked at Koko, Koko looked at Pip and handed her a glowstick from one of her belt pouches.
“In you go kiddo”
Pip yanked the bolt on her autopistol, chambering one of the fat little rounds. She cracked the glowstick and began to crawl into the tube. She showed no fear – some time ago, during one of the gang’s disastrous forays into another dome, Pip had faced off with some kind of horrific purple mutant – all claws and teeth and chitin armour. She’d been seen to go down under a barrage of blows, so the gang were surprised when she’d shown up again a few days later apparently unharmed. She had no memory of the fight, but she’d suffered screaming nightmares ever since and had convulsive fits every few days. She also seemed to have no fear at all during her waking hours – as if it had been burned out of her that day. These traits had so far prevented her being elevated to full Ganger status, despite being old by Juve standards, as she’d been sidelined during several of the gang’s activities.
She was hoping that would change though – she hadn’t had a fit for over a week, and she’d even slept a whole night cycle quietly last night. Perhaps she was starting to get over it.
In less than a minute Pip’s rear was invisible to Sonja and Koko crouching by the tunnel entrance. Mags, with her immaculately maintained heavy stubber, and Mara with her autopistol and heavy sword had arrived and were watching their backs.
“Can you see anything?” Sonja called down the pipe.
A thin voice came back – “There’s footprints in the sludge – like the monsters’ feet. Lots of them. Hold on, there’s a maintenance board here.”
There was a pause as Pip scraped years of slime and corrosion from the plaque designating the pipe’s purpose, direction and maintenance schedule – evidently long forgotten.
“The pipe leads to Mankfester” echoed Pip’s voice down the pipe.
Mankfester. Sonja had heard stories of Mankfester. Some kind of huge gang bust-up, ending in a wedding for some reason. Or was it a divorce? No matter, the pipe lead there, and the creatures which had been molesting the citizens of her fair and hard-won territory had come from there.
It was time for a field trip.
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So what I'm hearing is I have 3 weeks to make some squigs?
Whoop finally remembered to book a hotel room for Sat night - single economy seemed quite reasonable including breakfast.
I'll be up early Sat and will plan to be at the venue for 8amish if you could reserve a table for the CUBE near to a power point please @CaptainDangerous ?
I'll be up early Sat and will plan to be at the venue for 8amish if you could reserve a table for the CUBE near to a power point please @CaptainDangerous ?
I’ll have 10 with me…
Once iv finished making them!
But by all means, if any yak wants to bring some, to share around or use in their own games, the more the squiggier!
@ClockworkOrange
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