Jungle Island, CA - September 2005
Five days before the game we started our plans...
We would be Aliens disguising themselves as Rednecks as they attempted to figure out how humans worked. We would abduct people, we would sell alien devices, we would mess with both teams until one of us got punched...
Then someone realized the scenario was a shotgun wedding. What makes a hillbilly want to put a hole in a fascia wall faster than a door closes on a bill collector? CPS of course! So we set to doing home inspections, WIC applications, and parental training courses.
Once the baby was awarded to the daddy's family all hell broke loose as the mama's kin started using alien tools to recover the lost child, the child was blown clear by a molotov cocktail and the two sides converged to fight it out over little baby Cleetus.
Good fun and our first time as a third party group. We had more roleplaying in this game than any other we've been to, even getting the mil-sim guys to wear foil on their heads to avoid alien abduction.

Vivake won a gun!
Damien led our charge!
Bad Mojo Puked!
The Gooch returned!