February's free 1-page RPG is EVERYONE IS SEAGULLS.
You play thirty seagulls. The main mechanic is communal yelling.
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ALT
YOU ARE A SEAGULL. Your beak is a jagged shard of hate, your eyes twin pinpricks of malice, and your brain the words “FUCK YOU” written very small thousands of times on scrunched up gambling tickets. You’d be profoundly stupid if you weren’t so aggressive; your daily operations are so immediate, so self-centred and so vicious that you are almost impossible to outmanoeuvre.
ALT YOUR MISSION. Your brain is an unrelenting pachinko hell of frantic ambition. You have a mission for today; it is your everything. Roll each time you take control of a new seagull.
Fuck up the kitschy dog parade
Ruin that kid’s beach-side birthday party
Burn down the lifeguard tower
Steal the uncooked fish from the chip shop
Hog down so much fuckin ice cream you puke
Wreck the yacht-based marriage ceremony
ALT THE FLOCK. All gulls move as a single entity: the flock. The flock begins play with 30 seagulls. These are the names (and traits) of all the seagulls in the flock:
Big Seagull
Loud Seagull
Sharp Seagull
Feathery Seagull
Distracting Seagull
Grabby Seagull
Flappy Seagull
Tall Seagull
Round Seagull
Cruel Seagull
Sticky Seagull
Sneaky Seagull
Muscular Seagull
Fast Seagull
Pointy Seagull
Intimidating Seagull
Surprising Seagull
Dishonest Seagull
Revolting Seagull
Sexy Seagull
Seagull that can do maths
Heavy Seagull
Seagull that’s in disguise
French Seagull on holiday
Seagull that smokes cigarettes
Scabrous Seagull
Seagull with a score to settle
Luxury Seagull
Seagull that wears a little hat
Seagull that solves mysteries
ALT To direct the flock to action, YELL. (Anything. Make a noise like a seagull if it helps.) If at least two other players* join in with the yelling, you command the flock to take immediate, decisive action - describe what it is. If less than two other players join in with the yelling, you (and the chump who joined in, if there is one) are cast out of the flock and your seagull is removed from play. If you try to secure guaranteed support before you yell or do anything tricky like that, you are cast out of the flock for cowardice and your seagull is removed from play.
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