From publisher blurb:
CTHULHU? REALLY?
A PunkApocalyptic: The RPG mission for Master Characters
Ah, Cthulhu. He never gets old. Literally. He’s been around for millions and millions and millions of years, yet his prehensile tentacles remain as supple and sinuous as ever, his bile-green hide just as scaly and rubbery as it was when he gobbled down the first people worshipping him as they swayed to the dulcet sounds of mad piping from beyond the edge of the universe or some such shit.
Cthulhu in PunkApocalyptic? What weird sorcery is this? All the cool kids keep beating on this drum, so why not me? Don’t fight it. Resistance is futile. Accept and be absorbed. Iä! Iä! Cthulhu fhtagn!
Yeah. This is going to be great.
I hope you run this mission as part of the Tales of Fire and Blood, or whatever I’ve called it. You don’t have to. I’m not the boss of you. We’re both happy about that.