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n. (plural of dust devil English)
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Dust Devils is an independently published role-playing game set in the Old West, written by Matt Snyder. It was voted the 2002 Indie RPG of the Year; it also won the Best Synergy of Game and Rules category, as well as placing in the Best Production and Most Innovative Game categories.
The game uses playing cards and Poker mechanics to resolve scenes and situations. Players create poker hands using their character's scores to earn cards. Then, they compare poker hands to see how their characters perform in a scene. The game was the first RPG to introduce a randomized narrator. In the game, whoever plays the highest single card during a scene becomes the narrator for how the scene ends and what happens in it.
Usage examples of "dust devils".
Mile-high dancing dust devils were purple and tan in the sun, weird as a chorus line of crazy giants.
You aren't going to see dust devils at the downwind edge of a full parking lot, just a generalized seepage of dead and decayed wind.
The sun was lowering now, still a few hours to sunset, and dust devils whirled in tiny spirals in the heated air currents.
I pleaded with the others to help, but somebody yelled that the dust devils were coming back strong and they just backed off and left him there, and me digging alone—.
It was an easy mistake to make, they had crossed hundreds of game tracks each day, and the spoor could have been wiped by a herd of game, or one of the fierce short-lived little whirlwinds, the dust devils which ravaged the valley at this season of the year.
He settled back and kept a wary eye on the dust devils that swirled across the desolate lake.
Nothing moved and the wind tore at them, whirling dust devils before it over the edge of the falls.
The wind would-come out of the south and the temperature would plunge, but until then the only movements of air were the sudden little dust devils that sprang out of nowhere, small but violent whirlwinds that lifted a high churning vortex of dust and dry grass and dead leaves a hundred or more feet into the still sky as they sped in a wildly erratic course across the plain, and then just as suddenly collapsed and disintegrated into nothingness again.
One of these dust devils rose now, on the open ground beyond the milkwood hedge.
Firecrews use sand when they can, and the dust devils which keep it under control.