In the world of Delta Factor, everyone knows the first Delta appeared on September 11, 2001, when he saved the World Trade Center from a terrorist attack. There have been thousands of
Expressions since then, but Jacob ‘Polaris’ Richter was unquestionably the first.
A tale of vengeance and woe
Intense, personal stress can trigger expression, turning Baseline into Delta. In many cases, the stress comes from life-threatening danger. But in some...
Part 1 of a Shadowrun novel, I wrote a few months back, that I decided to place up here for public enjoyment, and commentary, after yet another rejection letter for dead tree publication.
This novel is Rated R for graphic violence, adult situations, and general all around Cyberpunk goodness.
GM's and players may find it useful for character concepts/backgrounds and adventure ideas, enjoy, more to follow every week.
In the world of Delta Factor, one young woman fights a never-ending war with a remorseless enemy.
Warning: Sexual assault, violence, and language. Read with caution.
The classic love story, tainted with death.
7 things that make a work of fiction Lovecraftian, even if it doesn't deal at all with the established Mythos
In the world of Delta Factor, not every battle takes place between costumed superhumans, or holds the fate of the world in the balance.
This isn't the comics
In which gender is discussed, mothers are remembered, and sleep is finally found.
The pair enters the wasteland. Goat cheese is eaten. Names are exchanged.
In which a slave is sold to an unpleasant customer.
A man:machine:moment article regarding the tank in the Cosmic Era
Programs, HoloFeeds, and S3 Sims from the Cosmic Era
A short fiction
A story about a young Dwarf, the girl he met and the Goddess he insulted.
Ah, yes. The darkest of nights and the reflection of a casting light. In Shadow lies the powers of stealth and silence, the ultimate tool for a secretive victory.
The Diary of young girl who finds herself trapped in purgatory, searching salvation and trying to make sense of that which is deliberatly insane. (A prelude to the entry found in my Chasers submission.)
Ideally the creatures described within this (ongoing) sub will be detailed in turn as their own seperate submissions eventally painting a complete picture of purgatoy.
A young girl with a dirty face and tattered dress stands near the town market offering to sell the PCs freshly cut flowers. They are only a single copper a piece, and smell nice. Perhaps the PCs will be generous with their wealth, or they will not. Great for paranoid parties.