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Tactical Tuesday gears you up with strategies and tips for enhancing your TTRPG experience.
Wonderous Wednesday Tips, tools, and news from the Worlds of Pulp™ for most TTRPGs..
Friday Frights and Fables Wretched realms and crooked paths in the woeful worlds of horror. featuring ideas and resources for Worlds of Pulp™ and beyond.
Each article is thoughtfully crafted by T. Glenn Bane and a team of passionate contributors, offering fresh perspectives, creative materials for generic TTRPGs, and updates on Scaldcrow's latest news and projects.
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Tactical Tuesday: The Cosmic Foam
Reality is a fragile thing, dear reader. It’s not the unyielding constant we like to believe it is. Imagine, if you will, that our universe is but one bubble in a vast cosmic foam, each bubble a separate reality, brushing, colliding, and sometimes merging with others. This is the essence of Bubble Theory—a concept that can turn your pulp sci-fi TTRPG into a mind-bending journey through overlapping dimensions, surreal events, and the very fabric of existence
Tactical Tuesday: Lock, Load, Lingo!
his ain’t some prim-and-proper linguistics lecture wrapped in tweed and tenure—this is boots-on-the-ground, grease-under-your-fingernails kind of slang construction. If you’re writing for a military-pulp tabletop RPG and your characters are still saying “Let’s go!”—then brother, you’re in for a rude awakening. Real warriors spit language that’s half-code, half-comedy, and all grit.
Stories and Blogs
The Scorpion and the Deacon’s Oath
Deacon moved across the alley, careful that bits of garbage didn’t grind beneath his heals and betray his position. Slowly–deliberately he moved towards the door across the wet cobbled stone. The Scorpion, a vigilante moved at the mouth of the alley. Silhouetted against the street light; his wide, slouch hat and overcoat, seemed otherworldly against…
The Scorpion and the High Hat
Benito Cane peered through the tenement window to the upstairs office across the street. He could just make out the wide brimmed slouch hat of The Scorpion. The asphalt vigilante was nosing around for some forged business papers. Cane smiled because, he had already recovered the papers and hidden them. He sent Jo-Jo to get…
The Scorpion, the assassin, and the Goblin Damned
Thunder rolled in the night. The assassin fell hard. I replaced my jambiya dagger, into its scabbard. Mayor Altor, referred to by many as The Goblin Damned for his cleverness, continued his speech, unaware how close he came to an assassin’s bullet. Words are cheap…and life is cheaper. The Mayor looked small, so far below,…