Duck Newton: A New Hot RPG

She draws her sword and places it on your shoulder, and she says, Duck Newton, your powers. I believe they've begun to rival my own. As hard as that may be for you to believe, you are my ward no longer. By the light inside between and around, I name the herald of the astral mind. Now we got a game. She just crushes you with a big bear hug, which I return, obviously. And roll to hug some ass. If you roll a 10 plus, you can hug extra ass. You suffer no hug at all. This is the makings of a new hot RPG. The conquest starts with me, slave numero uno