You Take My Pet, You Die!

You were walking your cute animal family member when all of a sudden a heavy rain obscured everything around you. Like the good pet owner you are, you leapt forward to shield your good little friend from the inclement weather. That’s when your heart sank as you turned to see them being taken down a storm drain by a cackling, robed, soon-to-be very dead, evil, cultist, bastard!

NOTHING will separate you from them, NOTHING will hurt them. But you sure as hell will hurt ANYONE who gets in between you and your beloved animal friend. You immediately pursue, sliding down the storm drain and landing in the old subway. Flanked by a few other animal owners who are also prepared to walk this path of ultra-violence to get back their companions, you all crack your knuckles in unison as you commit to your grave march, afraid of no man or beast that may try to bedevil you.

ALL with the ease of a single page of rules still in-depth enough to generate endless journeys for you and your friends.