Friday, February 8, 2013

LOVECRAFT IS MISSING keeps up the mythos madness.

HEROPRESS makes me weep at my lack of disposable income and gaming group and time.

From the always interesting HEROPRESS


To celebrate the 50th anniversary of Doctor Who this year, Cubicle 7 will be releasing - from April - a series of sourcebooks for their popular Doctor Who: Adventures In Time & Space RPG, each one chronicling one incarnation of the famous Time Lord.


Also check out the PDF preview of the First Doctor Book

The trailer for BIG ASS SPIDER features one big ass spider...

found via GEEKS OF DOOM


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The Wall Street Journal is reporting that everyone's favorite generic franchise guy will be applying his powers of predictability to a new half-hour cartoon series based on the social media game your girlfriend likes to annoy you by playing.

"FARMVILLE is one of the most exciting brands out there today and its cross-platform opportunities are endless. I am thrilled to be expanding the brand with existing fans and also engaging a whole new audience," Ratner said in a statement...


Wednesday, February 6, 2013

(Inane News) GAMES WORKSHOP claims to own the phrase 'space marine'. Where's Robert Heinlein when we need him?




For years, there have been stories about Games Workshop being trademark bullies and sending threats to people who use the term "space marine" in connection with games. But now that they've started publishing ebooks, Games Workshop has begun to assert a trademark on the generic, widely used, very old term "space marine" in connection with science fiction literature.

MCA Hogarth, an author who has published several novels in ebook form, has had her book "Spots the Space Marine" taken down on Amazon in response to a legal threat from Games Workshop. She could conceivably fight the trademark claim, but that would cost (a lot) of money, which she doesn't have...


.. Games Workshop's strategy is to make "space marine" less generic by launching high profile, bullying attacks on everyone who uses it, so that there will come a day when people hearing the phrase immediately conclude that it must be related to Games Workshop, because everyone know what colossal dicks they are whenever anyone else uses the phrase...


For more of the author's story click here.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Don't want to see the trailer for WAX? Well suture self.

"God did not spare the Angels who sinned..." the trailer for Rob Zombie's LORDS OF SALEM



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The latest installment of FLASE POSITIVE shows a lot of guts...

THE COLD INSIDE (a serial novel) Chapter Twenty-two part one

The Cold Inside
Chapter Twenty-two
part one

Thursday December 15, 1994

“OK where the heck is she? This is getting weird.” It was halfway through lunch period and Greg wasn't the only one worrying.

The Magnificent Seven had been one member short for almost a week, Drew had even missed Saturday’s game. Drew never missed Saturday’s game.

Rich wondered aloud, “Maybe she's sick? Mumps or the flu or something?”

“That's possible I suppose.”

“No.” Tristam said, “There's something wrong here, something weird. Can’t you feel it?” He gestured around the cafeteria. The kids sitting at the popular table were tense and subdued, that odd unease was filtering down through the bordering tables. Why were Monique and Solana sitting almost two tables away from everyone else? Why did his sister and her boyfriend look so pissed? And since when was Fred Trager one of the Pretty Boys? Fancy sports car or not he'd never been allowed to sit so close to the movers and shakers before.

Adelphos cocked his head, “No.”

Warren laughed, “Maybe you're just sensing Alderan being destroyed.”

Tristam shot him a glare, “By what? Your ass?”

“Good one!” Yusuf clapped, “His ass is not a moon it is a battlestation!”

Greg frowned, “That wasn't very nice.”

“Perhaps I have been watching too much Mystery Science Theater.”

Rich disagreed, “You can never have too much Mystery Science Theater.

Greg rapped his knuckles on the table “Getting back to the subject at hand what are we going to do about Drew?”

They looked at each other helplessly. Yusuf asked, “What can we do? Either she isn’t home or her parents are screening her calls. When I called on Tuesday her father sounded most hostile.”

Rich took a swig from his thermos, a paperback copy of the Corum Chronicles sat unread beside it. “You mean you got a voice? When I called yesterday all I got was an answering machine.”


“They didn’t even set the personal message they had that automated Cylon-styled voice answering. You know the one that comes out of the box.”

Tristam half listened to the conversation, he was watching the popular table in every dimension he could, “Has anyone else noticed how they keep talking among themselves and then looking at us?”

“Be still my heart.” Warren said, “Maybe at long last they have come to respect our unbridled manliness.”

“Wow.” Rich was taken back, “You get bitchy when your parents give you plain yogurt for lunch.”

“Wanna trade?”

“Covet not my pastrami!”

Greg shrugged, “Maybe we should send her a letter.”

Adelphos agreed, “Or maybe some flowers.”

Rich shook his head, “Scratch that. Her cats eat any plants brought into the house and then get sick for days.”

“A fruit basket then?” Adelphos suggested.

Yusuf said, “You don’t suppose it’s something we did?”

“What did we do?”

“Did we forget her birthday or something?”

Warren pushed his yogurt away with a look of disgust, “Nah, her birthday is in the spring.”

A chorus of raucous laughter erupted from the Pretty Boys. Tristam could tell they were talking about sex, Bobby always got that flush, faraway look in his eyes when the subject came up. Tristam tried to hear what they were saying but the background noise was too loud.