Zack: And the 1987 Golden Daemon award goes to...
Steve: SMASH THE EMPIRE! The marines were pretty heavily involved in policing against graffiti back then.
Zack: Entire units of genetically engineered superhumans with white paint buckets, ready to cover over any heresy. "Emperor sux, huh? Emperor does not sux. Glory to him."
Steve: Where's the Chaos? Those guys are all about graffiti. Their stuff could change minds.
Zack: "Emperor sux, huh? Emperor...does...sux! Ahhhhh! Destroy the false god!"
Steve: What's with all the weird penalties in this game? It says in the Dreadnought description that if the pilot gets out then he suffers a D4-1 penalty to a personal characteristic. What the heck is that?
Zack: Back in the Rogue Trader days the characters had a bunch of superflous stats, like Willpower and Cool.
Steve: So if you were one of those little dead baby dudes in a dreadnought and you decided to get out and go for a walk then you would be really uncool?
Zack: Like some Rick Priestley flavor text about Star Children.
At what point does your ruthless gnawing count as self-cannibalism?
Liberals want to mess with the rooms where we poo and pee. Unacceptable. We must protect our poo and pee.
These all just look like normal cats to me.
From what I understand, this genre is about getting eaten by crocodiles. I excel at this.
Zack Parsons, Steve "Malak" Sumner, and friends tackle bizarre role playing game products that make them wonder, "What the fuck!?" From the early days of Gygax to contemporary role playing games, none will be spared.