A 100-word submission about a Placeholder God

The tornado hat may look laughable to wear, but it's anything but funny when you're facing the tornado caused by such a hat. If using it, beware, do not spin for too long...

The Sogans were a mystically aware technological society. Queen Stavarang is the last surviving Sogan in the galaxy

One of the strangest weapons deployed by Z'pl'rt the Mad

Kids today, you can't tell them what to do, right from wrong. When I was a kid we got tattoos and piercings, nowadays they turn themselves into freaking mutants. On purpose!

Any citizen over the age of 30

They should have spoken up sooner and saved poor Harold from certain embarrassment.

Not only an interesting species of fungi, but a fashion statement as well!

A member of the Cynopterid race

Marla (Fight Club) - as the salesperson whose species reproduces by cloning or similar technology.

PC generated by random generator

Occasionly magical weapons will be given the power to speak, and with that in mind I present thirty magical weapons with the powers of speech and their own distinct personalities. Feel free to add your own.

Mr James Grimes was a wizard and inventor of some note whose main job was casting small spells to repair things or create minor magical items. On his days off he would sometimes visit the local courts to watch people on trial and thought;what if there was a simple way to tell who was good and who was evil? Would that not save time and money? And so he came up with the idea of the Demon Spectacles to tell the good from the bad.

There is a being we know as Manfred. His generators of randomness have aided the Citadel in times of need, but what of his career as a time-traveller? This is the first in a series uncovering the secret origins of famed Strolenati members. I fear I must type quickly, there are those who wouls not want you to read this. Will you crawl deeper into the rabbit hole?

Even the most despicable and evil Tyrant will be convinced they pale in comparison to this monstrosity.

Knock Knock!

Who's there?

Hold on, this punchline will make more sense behind an actual door.

{This item is silly}

Thirty items from the distant past, some are still used today in different forms, others were one of a kind and have long since been lost or sequestered within dusty old tombs, awaiting looters to bring them back to the world once more.

A short, simple, rough RPG that I wrote for fun. I've only played it a couple of times, so any feedback on how it works would be much appreciated.

Inspired by #35 from 30 Benefits to owning a pet crocodile.

Because somebody had to.

Inspired by # 16 on Cheka's 30 Lizard-man Gifts in-work and Coley's Chart of O' Bashing Death. A gift from the lizard-men. A pet crocodile, as loyal as a dog.

This humorous short fiction piece was inspired by a late night chat with a couple gamer friends about how alien cultures would possibly interpret some of the more "colorful" aspects of our society.

The 5757h layer of the Infinite Abyss. A land of charred black metal and the stench of ever-burning flesh.