Salt from the deep

The Helix Initiative was introduced to the public as a revolutionary leap in environmental adaptation, biological medicine, and survival science. Officially, the organization claimed it was developing new ways for humanity to survive ecological collapse, disease, and resource shortages. Behind closed doors, however, Helix operated hidden research divisions dedicated to experimentation far beyond legal or ethical limits. Somewhere deep within those divisions, a scientist identified in surviving records only as Dr. W██d████ T████ developed a machine capable of shrinking living organisms to less than an inch tall. The technology was presented internally as a breakthrough in resource efficiency and medical research—but many of the subjects brought into testing were children between the ages of eight and sixteen. Most never returned. You are one of the survivors. After undergoing the procedure, you awaken inside an ordinary city park that has become an impossible wilderness at your scale. Blades of grass tower like trees. Puddles become lakes capable of drowning entire groups. Ants patrol the dirt like armored soldiers, while spiders transform sections of the park into web-choked death zones. Every inch of terrain matters. Every storm is catastrophic. Survival depends on learning how to weaponize the environment itself—crafting tools and defenses from thorns, sap, insect shells, broken plastic, roots, and scavenged debris left behind by previous miniature civilizations that clearly did not survive for long. As you explore deeper into the park, you begin discovering abandoned outposts, collapsed shelters, and fragmented Helix logs detailing increasingly unstable experiments. The records reference attempts to create “evolutions chosen suvivors” capable of evolving beyond normal biological limits. Again and again, one phrase appears alongside heavily censored personnel files: MARROW SYNDROME. The disease slowly destroys the body in stages—first decaying bone tissue, then muscle structure, and finally flooding the lungs with blood. Somewhere among the corrupted files are hints that Dr. W██d████ T████ never joined Helix out of loyalty. Some logs imply he infiltrated the organization to expose its corruption, free the surviving test subjects, and continue researching a cure for a terminally ill child connected to the syndrome. Whether those rumors are true remains uncertain. Helix officially denies the existence of both the disease and the scientist. Not every strange thing in the park comes from Helix laboratories. Survivors occasionally encounter a bizarre figure known only as Rock—a hyper-muscular talking bee obsessed with shouting “MUSCLE” at every possible opportunity. Most groups dismiss him as insane until they realize he understands far more about the park than he should. One moment he acts like a reckless coach forcing terrified children to become stronger, and the next he casually references erased facilities, failed experiments, or “previous attempts” that nobody else remembers. Near the edges of abandoned Helix sectors, Rock sometimes becomes unusually quiet, staring into empty space before muttering warnings that sound less like jokes and more like genuine fear. HE IS WATCHING YOUR EVERY MOVE...

This is me being funny and may not actually be your game play experience: This will be played without a VTT. This is the Pathfinder 2e game, but NOT the typical PF2E crowd of: Boy on boy, girl on girl, men pretending to be girls, girls pretending to be men,  No Grown Man trying to score some special "alone time" with kids.... No psychotic woman pretanding to "Be Offended" because her life is boring as F, and she desperately fantasizes about  non-consensual bulls, dogs, lizards or corpses. (she needs the drama). No backdoor, no As2Mouh, no S eating. you should know what you are... Like I said, not inclusive. none of that is allowed. seriously, grow up, get your head out of you. This is Your content warning: if you are mentally weak, emotionally fragile, or disgusting... GET LOST! As the GM, I just might kill your immaginary puppy, and laugh about it. This is a prepublished adventure module, it does not include your melodrama story arc about a half-devil who wants to rule hell, but is arfaid of whatever it is or some bull like that. It is meant to run fast, player turns (All 3 actons) in less than 30 seconds.  You will play human characters, because this isn't your fantasy about "doing it" with a horse, cat, dog, lizard, fish, monkey, octopuss, potted plant, toaster, bugs, flip-flops, umbrella, or apple pie. I WILL NOT CATER TO YOUR NEEDS. Also, you will play a human, because You are supposedly human, with one of the two real human genders since conception. I have GYPSY heritage in real life. I will employ the use of trolls, hags, and other words that you might be afraid of. if you do not attend, you will be banned.  NSFW is banned.  make me angry? guess. IF YOU ARE SICK OF THE PANSIES and FREAKS LIKE I AM,  SIGN UP! LET'S PLAY. LOL! I might be kidding...

Hi.  I run a game on Discord, Tuesday nights, 7 PM Eastern.  It’s a fantasy game…sometimes.  It’s sci-fi set in Shanghai…well, maybe next week.  It was a western a week ago, I think, or was that gothic horror? The game has you as a special agent, traveling to alternate histories for a massive, multi-reality travel agency.  Because all possibilities are possible, you can be whatever you want (within reason, about as powerful as an X-Man/Teen Titan and you must appear as human or at least as something that’s common in reality like a squirrel or something that could wear a holo projector to appear human).  Our group has a Fae cowboy, and a dieselpunk femme fatale.  In the past we've had robots, intelligent sand, hive-mind insect swarms and so on.  You come up with the concept and we’ll make it happen.   The game uses GURPS – a very old, crunchy and confusing game engine.  However, you will not have to do anything, just tell me what you want & I do the numbers.  I (the GM) am so backwards that we do not use AI or software.  I use a paper map and puppets. A bit about the group.  We may have one person, maybe more, leaving and we need a replacement.  This is not set in stone & cannot guarantee this will happen.  The group is mostly younger (20’s-30’s) & mostly women.  Therefore, I would prefer anyone joining to be a woman or at the very least not be weird about it.  This will get you immediately banned.  Please be nice and professional.   If you hate your office job or capitalism in general,  this is the game for you! We’re looking for the following: Foremost is a good personality and a sense of humor.  You can be shy and awkward (shy & awkward people often have the best senses of humor).  Juat don’t bring the mood down.  Next is consistency.  We’d prefer someone that can show up.  We play once per week, and you will need to consider that if you feel it will be an issue.  Finally, we are newb friendly and pro LGBT.  All we ask that you don’t be a jerk.   We do sometimes say naughty words and drink adult beverages.  Well, at least I do.  Please contact me via Discord (@yeroldpalwill).  I respond quickly.  The application is optional,  but the questions are philosophical and thought provoking-ish. This is actually a very special thing we have going on so please take that in consideration.  It's not your average game.  I'd suggest listening in first & you can make up your mind from there.  Thanks.  I do hope to hear from someone.   Hope its you.  Like,  seriously.  Please reach out.   If this is of any interest to you at all, please message me.  I'm probably not going to.  There are no coincidences.  If you are reading this, you are following destiny.  Please join.