The Hudson Base Ball Club of Kingston, NY wishes it to be known that a banquet celebrating sixty years of the Grand Old Game will be held. All club members past and present and guests are welcome.
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The Hudson Base Ball Club of Kingston, New York proudly announces a banquet celebrating sixty years of the Grand Old Game. The gathering will be held Friday next, the 20th day of November, at the Carlton Hotel. All members, past and present, along with their honored guests, are warmly invited. Dinner will commence at 7 pm, with fellowship and celebration to follow.
For six decades, the Club has endured. Generations have taken the field. Victories remembered. Losses forgiven. And as the night unfolds, some guests may begin to notice that certain traditions were not created for nostalgia alone. That some invitations are not optional. That the game, like the Club itself, was never only about what happened on the field.
Fellowship and celebration will follow.
As it always has.
The Miwok Mine made fortunes in ’49. Ten years later, few of the original miners remain. Heirs, rivals, and opportunists gather to divide what’s left… and learn what the mine kept.
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The Miwok Mine made legends in ’49, turning a small crew of miners into sudden fortunes. Gold came quickly, richer than anyone expected, and for a moment it felt like luck alone had chosen them.
Ten years later, most of that original crew is gone. Some died wealthy. Some vanished. Some walked away and refused to speak of the mine again.
Now heirs, rivals, and opportunists gather to divide what remains. Old maps resurface. Sealed shafts draw attention. Because the gold may still be there…along with whatever made them leave.
In 1922, clues emerged to the entrance of a hidden temple below the Sphinx. Four years later, the race is on to see who will be the first to uncover its secrets!
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There had always been rumors flying about that there was a hidden, secret temple beneath the Sphinx at Giza, going back as far as King Tut. Four years ago in 1922, Carter found clues that make you think it is more than just legend. Now the race is on to see who will be the first to uncover the hidden chamber, and what secrets may lie within.
Country music’s elite gather to “save the genre” on the 30th anniversary of Roy Acuff’s death. Behind closed doors lies the truth: a pact made in 1974 demands renewal… and possibly a life.
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Tonight, the most powerful voices in country music gather for a private summit about the genre’s future. Sales are shifting. Tradition is fraying. Something, many insist, has gone wrong.
The meeting’s timing is not accidental. It marks the 30th anniversary of Roy Acuff’s death, a name spoken with reverence… and, by a select few, with unease.
Because when the current Opry House opened in 1974, the celebration did not end when the audience went home. Behind velvet curtains and locked doors, a quiet pact was made. Roy Acuff and several others struck a deal with something ancient, something that promised influence, longevity, and a sound that would endure across generations.
For decades, the bargain held.
Now the music is changing. Careers falter. Legends fade too quickly. The signs are unmistakable to those who know where to look. The pact must be renewed.
The hottest disco in 1978 NYC burns bright! Celebrities, dealers and dancers pack the floor as plans unfold: one to ascend beyond humanity and one to destroy disco, no matter who burns with it.
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The hottest disco in New York City pulses through a sweltering night in 1978. The dance floor is packed with everyone who matters and everyone who wants to: musicians chasing their next hit, scene kids chasing fame, celebrities hiding in plain sight, record executives making quiet deals, dealers working the shadows, and those who simply came to dance until morning.
But tonight is not just another perfect night under the mirror ball.
Someone believes this is the ideal moment to ascend, to shed the limits of flesh and become something luminous, eternal, untouchable.
Someone else believes disco itself is a corruption that must be erased, and that a single spectacular act will make this place a warning.
The music is loud. The air is electric. And before the night ends, the dance floor may become a threshold.
The final year of The Call Between the Stars, a space epic of Cthulian proportions! Yithians fight for their home, ancient enemies rise, and our long voyage nears its end. The stars remember.
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The final year of The Call Between the Stars begins, bringing a space-spanning epic of Cthulhian scale toward its long-awaited conclusion. The Yithians stand on the edge of reclaiming their lost homeworld as ancient forces stir once more across forgotten sectors.
Old allies return. Long-buried truths surface. The enemy that has haunted the journey steps fully into the light, threatening not only worlds, but the fragile threads connecting past, present, and future.
And still the derelict continues its impossible voyage through the stars, carrying secrets that may decide everything.
The end approaches. Whether it is victory, defeat, or something far stranger remains to be seen.
A deep sea exploration team disappears in the Bahamas and reappears in the Arctic, their vessel trapped in crushing ice. Cut off from rescue, they face failing equipment, lethal cold, and much worse.
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A deep sea exploration team vanishes without explanation in the Bahamas, only to find themselves abruptly displaced to the Arctic, their vessel locked in shifting ice far from any known route.
As temperatures plunge and equipment begins to break down, survival becomes the only priority. Supplies must be rationed. Risky excursions across the ice become unavoidable. Every decision carries weight. And beneath the frozen water, something moves.
The crew must endure the cold, the isolation, and the growing certainty that they were not brought here by accident.
Break on Through to the Other Side. One year ago, the DeMarcio estate became the site of a seance that shattered the boundary between worlds.
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The after effects of last year's game "The Last Seance at the House DeMarcio,"friends and family" of the deceased find themselves pulled into the realm of the dead and desperately trying to escape. What began as a display of power by a wealthy occultist spiraled into catastrophe when the ritual surged beyond control, dragging several guests into the realm of the dead and leaving the living to wonder what could possibly returned.
Now the aftershocks have begun.
Step into The Wandering Menagerie, a circus drifting between worlds. Wonder dazzles, bargains bind, and every act feeds an elder god. Spectators may leave changed…if they leave at all.
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Step right up to The Wandering Menagerie, a traveling circus that drifts between worlds under the watch of a ringmaster who is far older than he should be. Beneath the bright tents and impossible feats, every performer is bound by glittering contracts, their acts fueled by devotion, despair, and forgotten prayers.
Guests arrive as spectators, supplicants, or prey. Some seek power, purpose, or immortality beneath the big top. Others come to break the chains and free the souls within. Every choice feeds the circus, and every revelation carries a cost. The show must go on. Whether you walk away is another matter.
Venice, 1348. Carnevale arrives in candlelight as masks hide rank, identity...and illness. Private invitations circulate. Some come to celebrate. Some come to bargain. Some come because they must.
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Masks flood the city. Silk rustles across bridges lit by lantern glow. Nobles, merchants, sailors, performers, and strangers move together through crowded piazzas where identity dissolves and anything feels possible.
Carnevale has always blurred the boundary between roles, between truth and performance, between the living and what waits beyond. This year, the veil feels thinner.
Some have come to forget the world is changing. Some have come to profit from it. Some believe the city stands at the edge of transformation, and that Carnevale is not distraction, but ritual.
The bells will ring. The masks will remain. And before Carnevale ends, Venice may decide what it is willing to become.