Since its release in 2010, Apocalypse World by D. Vincent Baker has been inspiring numerous new roleplaying games. These games (collectively known as Powered by the Apocalypse, or PBTA) range from telling near-historic tales of Icelandic settlers to focusing on the messy emotional lives of teenage monsters. Currently on Kickstarter,

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