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The Transformative Power of Play

By Arthur Thomas Worth

My dear friends, are you contemplating the idea of joining a group? Or perhaps you already belong to one, but have lost sight of the joy that drew you into the world of gaming. Either way, I invite you to make yourselves comfortable and join me as we delve into this fascinating topic. Let me…

Halloween Cryptid Series: The Mothman

By Glenn Bane

From the moment I began researching cryptids, the Mothman stood out as a creature of great intrigue. Initially, I had planned to save it for the final entry of my series, but its popularity and significance demanded its inclusion sooner. This legendary figure has captured the attention of millions, and with good reason. Let’s take…

Halloween Cryptid Series: Snarly Yow

By Glenn Bane

The Snarly Yow is a cryptid that has been reported in the mountains near Harpers Ferry, West Virginia, possibly since the first Germans settled in the upper Potoma1. The creature is often described as a large black dog-like apparition and is known for the yowling sound it makes through a mouth filled with teeth2. What…

Worlds of Pulp-Savage Twilight™, 2024

By Glenn Bane

A good friend recently asked me about my plans for Worlds of Pulp in 2024. I’m proud to say that I’ve already produced several successful titles, including Davey Beauchamp’s Amazing Pulp Adventures™, Rotwang City—The City of Shadows™, Ron Fortier’s Cape Noire™, and Wild West Horse Opera™. But there’s even more exciting content on the horizon!…

Halloween Cryptid Series: Cave Creature

By Glenn Bane

As the leaves turn orange and red, and the winds turn chilly, our minds turn to the supernatural, the unexplained, the spooky. In the spirit of Halloween, we’ll be delving today into the realm of cryptids, those mysterious creatures that may or may not exist beyond the fringe of mainstream science. Our focus will be…

What Kind of RPG Would You Make?

By Danny Jackson

What’s up, my fellow role-playing Comancheros! I hope you’re all having a totally righteous day. I got a question for ya: what if you could create your very own role-playing game? Imagine designing a game that is precisely tailored to your style of play and personal interests. Well, today, that’s exactly what we’re going to…

Halloween Cryptid Series: Grafton Monster

By Glenn Bane

Critical Evaluation The Grafton Monster, as it is commonly referred to, is a creature of imposing stature, reported to stand between seven to nine feet tall and four feet wide. The skin of this purported beast is said to be strikingly white and oddly similar to that of a seal’s. Its most bizarre characteristic is…

Fueling Your Game: The Power of Snacks

By Danny Jackson

Hey fellow role-playing Comancheros! Danny Jackson here, and today we’re talking about the fuel that helped us power through our epic role-playing games. Snack time, baby! My thief may have had a magic dagger in one hand, but he had melty slice in the other. We all know that selecting the right munchies is as…

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The Scorpion and the High Hat

By Glenn Bane

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 and the Shattered Mol

By Glenn Bane

The cops came to Charlie’s Jazz Bar afterhours. The call: a break in. I planned to sit back in my Marmon and keep a watch, let the cops handle it, but shots rang out; the long, steady spray of a Thompson submachine gun. The police were returning fire with their pistols–so much for sitting.     …

The Scorpion, the assassin, and the Goblin Damned

By Glenn Bane

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,…

The Scorpion and the Strange Black Bag

By Glenn Bane

My sixty-two cent dinner crawled up my throat as I whipped the 32 Marmon, cutting off the wounded Ford. Both vehicles came to a metal grinding stop. The Greek festival parade was passing a block or so behind us, oblivious to the whole thing. Its music, cheers and fireworks covered the noise of the conflict.…