The year is 1993. Eazy-E is somewhere in Egypt with Station investigating a meteor and Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes is blasting a flamethrower at Tony Toni Tone. Kurt Cobain drank ayahuasca, met his dead fetus spirit animal, experienced a dire prophecy, and was stabbed and left for dead in the desert. Fueled by revenge, Kurt…
A karate chop to a human face forever
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WTF, D&D: Cthulhu ’90s Solo Project – Serving the Servants
The year is still 1993. Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes is about to discover the Tone Out of Space, Eazy-E and Station are in Egypt investigating a meteor, and Kurt Cobain has gone missing. But has he really gone missing or is he finding himself? Struggling with the double nightmares of fame and mythos knowledge, Cobain…
WTF, D&D: The Monsters of “Rifts: Chaos Earth”
Rifts: Chaos Earth is a 2003 offshoot of Palladium’s Rifts Megaverse setting. It takes place right after the rifts appeared all over the earth and players become involved in the ensuing chaos of monsters and magic overrunning the planet. The point of the release seemed to be to make Rifts more palatable for those lame…
WTF, D&D: Cthulhu ’90s Solo Project – The Toné Out of Space (Part 2)
When we left off our investigation, Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes had been contacted by her FBI friend, Wolf, to check out an unusual crime scene. A deformed body and strange burn marks had been discovered at a cabin in the mountains. Left Eye spotted a clue in the partially burned cabin and followed it to a store…
WTF, D&D: Cthulhu ’90s Solo Project – The Toné Out of Space
The year is 1993. Bill Clinton is president, grunge is hitting its flannel stride, gangstsa rap rules on the Westside, and unthinkable horrors lurk just beyond the threshold. This sense of American normalcy is thanks, in part, to the sometimes blundering efforts of Kurt Cobain, Eazy-E, and Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes. Along with their friend…
Making America Gross Again
The American Dream is dead. In our sterile hospitals, instruments are washed and wounds are packed with gauze. In immaculate homes, our hands are endlessly sanitized and our surfaces scrubbed with bleach. Hollywood smears the screens with beautiful flesh, every unwanted crease filled with putty. Is this denatured pageant all that remains of our once-gross nation? No!…
Weird Horror Missed Connections
Walking alone in an abandoned hospital you see a very attractive ghost wearing workout clothes. You want to say something to her, but she is busy howling and floating around the room with all the hands in jars. Life, the afterlife, and the trans-vibrational ur-existence provide us with only a few chances to make connections…