plastic rpg minituers

[zebaroth]

they are plastic
so waht if the nistine used them how could the hurt us and could the ones with wings fly what think about this idea. i know alot of gamers that use these
i have some my slef

[misterharry]

Plastic toys are a particularly creepy guise for Autons. As well as the troll doll in The Terror of the Autons, Alan Moore's classic comic strip Business as Usual features Autons as Action Man style figures, complete with working miniature guns.

[Catsmate]

Jun 15, 2016 11:44:36 GMT misterharry said:

Plastic toys are a particularly creepy guise for Autons. As well as the troll doll in The Terror of the Autons, Alan Moore's classic comic strip Business as Usual features Autons as Action Man style figures, complete with working miniature guns.

Oh that's just nasty. Brilliant too.
One of Hawke's Timewars books, The Lilliput Legion, involved a group of tiny soldiers. In one scene they hid inside a hostage's clothing to infiltrate a secure base...

[starkllr]

There's also the Stephen King short story Battleground in which the animated tiny soldiers also have a scale-model nuclear weapon...

[Hedgewick]

And if we reference King, we must reference Matheson. There's also Richard Matheson's short story "Prey" (1969), in which a woman is stalked in her apartment by the Zuni fetish doll she recently purchased as a gift.

[starkllr]

To bring it back around to toys in Doctor Who, there's the short story Model Train Set in one of the "Short Trips" anthologies.

Not precisely the same idea, but you've still got tiny toy figures who are animate and acting of their own accord, and it's at least semi-canon that they're living somewhere in the Doctor's TARDIS.

Maybe Eleven gifted the train set to Alfie ("Closing Time") at some point. Or to the Arwell children. Or one of Clara's students. Who knows where it might turn up, or how much the HO-scale people may have evolved over time...?

[misterharry]

Jun 15, 2016 13:36:39 GMT starkllr said:

There's also the Stephen King short story Battleground in which the animated tiny soldiers also have a scale-model nuclear weapon...

I've not read that one. But I'm reminded of General Jumbo from the Beano, who had an army of remote-controlled toy soldiers, including tanks, ships and even jet aircraft, all with working weapons. It's also a little reminiscent of Superman's enemy, Toyman. The soldiers don't necessarily need to be Autons controlled by the Nestene Consciousness, but could be the weapons of a mad scientist, for example.

[Catsmate]

The scene from The Lilliput Legion just begs to be included in a scenario.

The scene begins with a commando falling through a rift in time and being hit with a tranquiliser dart. He regains consciousness...

Finn groaned and opened his eyes. Shafts of painfully bright sunlight streamed down on him through a canopy of tree branches. He squinted against the glare and tried to turn his head. It felt as if someone had given his hair a sharp yank. He tried to raise his head and found he couldn't do that, either.
In fact, he couldn't move at all. He had been tied down, Immobilized by a large number of thin, crudely braided ropes that were firmly staked to the ground. He could have broken any one of them with ease, but there were far too many of them. His floater pak had been removed and he had been dragged out of the thicket and turned over on his back, then spread-eagled on the ground in the middle of a small clearing, like a butterfly pinned to a board. He felt something moving across his chest.
Footsteps.
A tiny figure moved across his chest and stood silhouetted against the sunlight, looking down at him. Then two more little figures came up to stand beside the first one. He could not make out their features. All he could see were three shadowy figures, no more than six inches tall, standing on his chest. Two of them were aiming miniature laser rifles at him.

The tiny soldiers want to escape the island:

"We've been abandoned here. We're too small to build and sail a seaworthy boat or even a raft. Stuck here on this island, we're sitting ducks. There's no place we can run. We'll just have to take our chances."

and now have the  means.

"We're stuck here. Or at least we were till you showed up with your floater pak and warp disc."
"No offense, but I don't think they'd fit you."
"No, but they fit you and we could easily fit inside your clothing. All we have to do is kill you, program your disc, get inside your pockets and your shirt, down inside your sleeves and trouser legs, hit the button and we're out of here."
Delaney licked his lips nervously. "Yeah, I guess that ought to work. So what's stopping you?"
"Unfortunately, none of us knows how to program a warp disc," said the Lilliputian.
"I see," Delaney said. "So that's why I'm still alive."

Eventually Captain Delaney agrees to the plan. Sort of.

There was a bustle of activity on either side of Finn and the next thing he knew, little wooden rung ladders crudely lashed together from twigs were put up against his sides and a score of grubby little miniature jungle commandos with tiny rifles slung across their shoulders started to climb the ladders up to his chest. They swarmed across him and crawled into his trouser pockets and down inside his shirt. They fastened ropes to his belt and lowered themselves down inside his trouser legs. Finn struggled hard to suppress his instinct to shudder.
It felt like rats going down his clothes.
"All right," said the little lieutenant after his men had "boarded" Finn.
"We're going to cut you loose now. But I'm warning you . . . don't make any sudden movements. In fact, don't move at all unless I tell you, otherwise my men will open fire."
Finn felt as if his skin were crawling. He suppressed another shudder, swallowed hard and nodded. "Right, you got it."
The Lilliputian nodded to the two men who stood on either side of him on Finn's chest and they brought up their rifles and fired, using the beams to slice the little ropes holding Finn down. Delaney could see that the laser rifles they were using were, in fact highly modified surgical scalpels. He didn't even want to think about what they could do if the Lilliputians down inside his clothes cut loose.

Then help arrives. More-or-less.

Lucas Priest had suddenly appeared standing across the clearing from him.
"Who the hell is that?" the Lilliputian leader said in Delaney's ear.
"Friend of mine." Delaney said, under his breath.
... ...
"Just don't move!"
Lucas frowned. "All right, I won't move." He shut his eyes and fought back a wave of vertigo. 'Finn, what's the matter?"
"I've got Lilliputians down my pants."
"You've got what?"
"Lilliputians," said Delaney. "They're all over me. In my pockets. Inside my clothes. And they've got lasers."
Lucas looked closer and saw that Delaney's clothes did, indeed, look a little lumpy. And some of the lumps seemed to be moving. He couldn't help himself. He started chuckling.

There's a predicament for a PC to find themself in. Held hostage by miniature soldiers...

[zebaroth]

Jun 16, 2016 12:00:22 GMT Catsmate said:

The scene from The Lilliput Legion just begs to be included in a scenario.

The scene begins with a commando falling through a rift in time and being hit with a tranquiliser dart. He regains consciousness...

Finn groaned and opened his eyes. Shafts of painfully bright sunlight streamed down on him through a canopy of tree branches. He squinted against the glare and tried to turn his head. It felt as if someone had given his hair a sharp yank. He tried to raise his head and found he couldn't do that, either.
In fact, he couldn't move at all. He had been tied down, Immobilized by a large number of thin, crudely braided ropes that were firmly staked to the ground. He could have broken any one of them with ease, but there were far too many of them. His floater pak had been removed and he had been dragged out of the thicket and turned over on his back, then spread-eagled on the ground in the middle of a small clearing, like a butterfly pinned to a board. He felt something moving across his chest.
Footsteps.
A tiny figure moved across his chest and stood silhouetted against the sunlight, looking down at him. Then two more little figures came up to stand beside the first one. He could not make out their features. All he could see were three shadowy figures, no more than six inches tall, standing on his chest. Two of them were aiming miniature laser rifles at him.

The tiny soldiers want to escape the island:

"We've been abandoned here. We're too small to build and sail a seaworthy boat or even a raft. Stuck here on this island, we're sitting ducks. There's no place we can run. We'll just have to take our chances."

and now have the  means.

"We're stuck here. Or at least we were till you showed up with your floater pak and warp disc."
"No offense, but I don't think they'd fit you."
"No, but they fit you and we could easily fit inside your clothing. All we have to do is kill you, program your disc, get inside your pockets and your shirt, down inside your sleeves and trouser legs, hit the button and we're out of here."
Delaney licked his lips nervously. "Yeah, I guess that ought to work. So what's stopping you?"
"Unfortunately, none of us knows how to program a warp disc," said the Lilliputian.
"I see," Delaney said. "So that's why I'm still alive."

Eventually Captain Delaney agrees to the plan. Sort of.

There was a bustle of activity on either side of Finn and the next thing he knew, little wooden rung ladders crudely lashed together from twigs were put up against his sides and a score of grubby little miniature jungle commandos with tiny rifles slung across their shoulders started to climb the ladders up to his chest. They swarmed across him and crawled into his trouser pockets and down inside his shirt. They fastened ropes to his belt and lowered themselves down inside his trouser legs. Finn struggled hard to suppress his instinct to shudder.
It felt like rats going down his clothes.
"All right," said the little lieutenant after his men had "boarded" Finn.
"We're going to cut you loose now. But I'm warning you . . . don't make any sudden movements. In fact, don't move at all unless I tell you, otherwise my men will open fire."
Finn felt as if his skin were crawling. He suppressed another shudder, swallowed hard and nodded. "Right, you got it."
The Lilliputian nodded to the two men who stood on either side of him on Finn's chest and they brought up their rifles and fired, using the beams to slice the little ropes holding Finn down. Delaney could see that the laser rifles they were using were, in fact highly modified surgical scalpels. He didn't even want to think about what they could do if the Lilliputians down inside his clothes cut loose.

Then help arrives. More-or-less.

Lucas Priest had suddenly appeared standing across the clearing from him.
"Who the hell is that?" the Lilliputian leader said in Delaney's ear.
"Friend of mine." Delaney said, under his breath.
... ...
"Just don't move!"
Lucas frowned. "All right, I won't move." He shut his eyes and fought back a wave of vertigo. 'Finn, what's the matter?"
"I've got Lilliputians down my pants."
"You've got what?"
"Lilliputians," said Delaney. "They're all over me. In my pockets. Inside my clothes. And they've got lasers."
Lucas looked closer and saw that Delaney's clothes did, indeed, look a little lumpy. And some of the lumps seemed to be moving. He couldn't help himself. He started chuckling.

There's a predicament for a PC to find themself in. Held hostage by miniature soldiers...

yup it would be a sceen to go cazey the games stor i go to has loads of them to i could just see them busting out of the packaging and takeing over the stor

[hobbitfan]

some bits, spun off of what you guys wrote above.

1. Maybe have Jonathan Swift be part of the adventure, encounter the toy shoulders and get the idea for Gulliver's travels during the adventure.
2. the big bad of the adventure is an Alien Collector who has abducted the players to add to his collection. The players team up with the toy soldiers to help escape the Collector only to discover they are Autons and then have to fight them too.