I was a subscriber--though it was more fun to buy an issue at the grocery store and have the clerks tell me they couldn't believe I read it as they leafed through the pages and ignored the rest of my groceries.
I'm astounded by the awesomeness of your RPG. What would you call the game master? (I'd vote for The Editor.)
It’s practically straight out of Lovecraft. I miss that rag. In college I had a giant disintegrating cardboard box full of them. (I had this nutty idea I was going to write a role-playing game in the genre.) I was in a band that was briefly named “Maria, the Horse that Eats Cats” (named for the subject of an article titled “Animal lovers outraged at horse – THAT EATS CATS!”) before the other members decided on something more hackneyed.
I eventually gave them all (the magazines) to an appreciative flatmate. Thank Google they’ve been preserved digitally: