Thursday, May 23, 2019


A word for the day after tomorrow; I didn't know it. (Caveat: It might be obsolete, but it's just useful enough that it should be brought back, if it is.)

Tuesday, May 14, 2019


SYSTEM: Any superhero

Daniel Hodge. People who don't like him call him Hodgepodge.

Meet Dan Hodge. Dan has a couple of abilities that are really useful but don't make him capable of fighting or stealing focus from the players. (Even though he's in the bodyguard business.)

First of all, Dan has Transform. He can make himself look exactly like someone else, which is useful in the bodyguard biz. But even better: Dan can shoot a gun like an Olympic-level marksman.

Sounds good, right? And you add in the fact that Dan can duplicate himself five times, well, he sounds just like a focus-stealing GM character.


Dan is a coward.

He might copy someone and send the duplicates out...but never himself. He sits in the safe house and sends the duplicates off as decoys. He can shoot (and so can his duplicates) but damage them...and they go away.

When people know that Hodgepodge is on the case, well, weapons tend to involve lots of playing cards flying through the air and giving paper cuts. Or area effect tasers.

But Dan gets by.

Except for the day when he duplicates a teenage girl, and five of his duplicates go out with the girl—

And she's specifically targeted without harming his duplicates.


That's when he comes to the PCs for help.

Friday, May 3, 2019

Today, in my head


He was sitting in his wheelchair in the sun, looking out at the grounds. She walked up to him and put herself in his line of sight, showing off the scars on her face. “Remember me?” she asked.

He studied her for a long time, and then shrugged.

“Anja Bostovech. You kidnapped me once. Captain Wonder stopped you.”

The man shrugged and half-smiled. “He did that a lot.” He half-smiled and looked at her, waiting.

“You had a plan. You were going to download my consciousness into a robot body and take advantage of my fame.”

“You want to know why? To take over the world or something,” he said. “It seemed very clear then, but the new medication...“ He shrugged again.

She shook her head. “What I want to know—” She did a pirouette so he could see the scars and the useless hand she normally kept hidden. “What I want to know is, can you still do it?”