A Scrasamax rebuild/rewrite incorporating elements of Vampire the Masquerade, Requiem, and some stuff that I made up or borrowed from popular Vampire culture. Without background knowledge of the Vampire game or system, most of this might not make much if any sense.
Base of operations for the expanding revisioning of Cthulutech, and codex for relevant submissions
The beginning of the 21st century was marked by the leading world powers staking their claims to strategic resources. Foremost of the resources was petroleum. Each nation stated that it was willing to go to war to secure these vital resources. This was not an empty claim.
Teens and Vampires, How to tell if your Son or Daughter has Fallen for One of the Undead
A Temple of the Sun Pamphlet
Being a Decepticon is a deep and personal decision, one not taken lightly.
The Zombie Strain, as the infection was most commonly known, was actually identified as PrP-1174, a prion.
It is easy to forget in our fast paced globally connected world what the reality of village life would have been like.
Diseases. Incomplete and currently abandoned
The greatest book ever written! HA-HA!
Be it a tank, mech, aircraft, or warship, the same basic rules apply for writing speculative fiction about them.
Inspiration comes from strange places
Mistakes were made, people will be held accountable
An evaluation of the limited advancement of technology in standard genre fantasy.
Laser Pistol: "Sears $49.99"
Moonhunter ~ commenting on guns versus swords
A boring factual retelling of the complete history of the world
The inanimate remnants and dry husks of ideas left stillborn.
Luchildsburg? Yeah I remember that place, they had the black ale that tasted so bad.
In an age of lawlessness and war, there is one man who stands up against bandits and tyranny. That man is Michael Long, aka…the Gunman
Those other lists of 30
A primer for mountaineering and a glossary of mountain climbing related terms.
It seemed like a great place to camp. The clearing was good sized and sheltered from the wind. The brook just a few feet away. There is a natural hallow to keep the horses.
Then the night came.
It was like it became a different place. The temperature dropped. The wind, which does not seem to disturb cloth, almost cuts through you like an arctic wind. No one can sleep, as the soft ground has turned hard. The horses are uneasy. The Bats are flying over and stopping in the trees.
And then there is the eyes. There are glowing eyes just inside the tree line watching your group. The mages and clerics can detect nothing, but there is still something there.
(yet there is nothing at all... The Darkness will do nothing unless the players do something to it. And even then it will all seem to be a conincidence.)
Of course, in the morning, it all becomes sweet and light.