Don’t run. Please. I know what I look like. I know you saw me, with my stitches and punctures and wires. I know you felt the Fire. It’s not my fault. It’s what I have instead of a soul. It’s how I know I’m alive. Don’t run! I don’t want to hurt you. I’m... [click here for more]
Does the mouse in the maze think:“Today I shall try a different route. Go left instead of right. Chew through a wall. Refuse to run.”?Does it? I think not. I think the mouse runs because it only knows the maze. It follows the corridors like a charge following a circuit.It knows all routes lead to the same end.You know it, too.... [click here for more]
Tiny Frontiers is a minimalist roleplaying game, designed for fast character creation, swift action resolution, and maximum flexibility.
Using the rules within this rulebook, you and your friends will be able to explore the unknown reaches of faraway galaxies, topple evil interstellar empires, swash and buckle with vicious space pirates, and battle in colossal mechs above crumbling planets.
The... [click here for more]
On the hunt, your blood races. When something hunts you, it runs cold. Your blood carries the future of Uratha and the burning fire of kuruth. It’s powerful, but ultimately transient.
You know things in your bones. They change with your forms but stay strong. The power of your teeth and claws comes from your bone. It runs deeper than blood, a slow power that doesn’t fade.
So you hunt.... [click here for more]
“Who’re you going to ask for a quote through their website? Wraithzappers!”Spooktacular is an updated retroclone of a forgotten gem of 1980s RPG design, letting your play out the hilarious adventures of paranormal investigators who use dodgy science, possibly dangerous bleeding-edge paratechnology, and sheer chutzpah to capture ghosts and make a living.... [click here for more]
You are a pilgrim now, one of the Created. You rose to life from dead flesh or inert matter, under the ministrations of one of your own, or a mad scientist, or perhaps just the power of the Divine Fire. You wander the world, sometimes alone, sometimes in the blessed company of your own kind, driven by memories of events and facts you never knew, all in the service of one Great Work…
…to... [click here for more]
The citizens of West Finley, PA are acting strangely. They’re violent, impulsive, and dangerous one night, and then cheerful and whimsical the next. They’re blaming it all on the faeries…and heaven help anyone that reminds them that faeries aren’t real. ... [click here for more]