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Someone is trying to affect the paranormal Signal of Signal Lakes, maybe even of the Bermuda Triangle itself, by killing people at each Lake in turn.
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I WAS A TEENAGE CREATURE is a narrative-focused, urban fantasy RPG where it doesn't matter how strong your werewolf is, or how fast his vampire is, or how beautiful her fae is....what matters is how these characters *feel*, WHY they're doing something, not just how capable they are of doing it. What keeps the viewers of Teen Wolf or Buffy or any of those shows coming back every episode, is it the monster of the week? No, it's the angst and drama of the main characters' lives. Come play a character who could star on one of those shows, and find out what your Teenage Creature will do when a serial killer knows how to manipulate and evade the paranormal abilities of the local Teenage Creatures....
An automated distress call brings your crew to an M-Class planet in an uncharted star system that is orbiting an unstable wormhole! Will you expand scientific understanding or even survive?
An automated distress call brings your crew to an M-Class planet in an uncharted star system that is orbiting an unstable wormhole! Will you expand scientific understanding or even survive?
It's been a year since rain fell upon this part of Rul & the land is suffering. With people now missing, you are at the center of discovering the cause & must put an end to it - if you can!
Your morning infoblast warned you of a subversive in your department. But who is the traitor? You rub the back of your neck, feeling the reassuring chip scar. Time to get to work.
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Your morning infoblast warned you of a potential subversive in your department. As a citizen, it's your job to 4S (See Something, Say Something) and protect the public from threats, no matter the source. As you drink your tea, though, you realize you aren't sure who the traitor is. You rub the back of your neck, feeling the reassuring chip scar. Time to get to work.