June 27, 2000
Linktastic
I got a birthday present last night! Yay! It's about two weeks early, but that's fine by me. Brand pulled it off my wish list, the stinker. Ironically, he got my birthday present for him yesterday too. I wish he could make it up here for our birthday (that's not the royal 'we', both of us have our birthdays on July 7), but we're hoping to get together sometime this summer. I haven't seen him in a year and a half.
I went a little nuts with online shopping yesterday, but I'm so ecstatic (and I'm not the type to normally get ecstatic about shopping). Look at this! It's an attractive, casual dress in my size, for $11! I can't normally buy underwear for $11. Did I buy it? Oh you better believe I did.
And since I'm linktastic today, if you haven't read Sluggy Freelance yet, well why not?! Actually for the current story, which so far is causing me to spew potable liquids all over my keyboard, start here. "Goddamn the evil! It always approaches in the middle of dinner."
I haven't talked much about the non-Max related parts of my weekend, but they were cool. I finally had a chance to run Tribe 8 on Saturday with Jo and Eric. It was a lot of fun! As I reported to the Tribe 8 email list:
Well. I survived. What's more, all my players survived. And beyond that, all their /characters/ survived!
So we must have done something right. :)
Overall, we had a blast. We rolled far more dice than I normally would in a session, but there was more combat going on than usual, and there was a lot of risk-taking involved.
My PCs are a riot. Their newly formed cell consists of the two PCs (a decidedly butch Magdalite 'toy'-maker who's probably going to be either a Jacker or a Lightbringer [Jo's character] and a puny, illness-ridden, sarcastic Yagan who's either going to be a Herite or a Doomsayer [Eric's character]) and two NPCs, a Dahlian Herite (I think she was, she might have been a Lightbringer, I forget offhand) and a Terasheban Herite.
Probably the single most amusing OOC moment was when both PCs fumbled sneak rolls for passing through the woods at night. Both players started going, "SHHH! We need to be QUIET!" very loudly, sending me into hysterical giggles.
A close second though was some quick thinking from the Yagan. Said fumbled roll resulted in an encounter with some squats who were eyeing the two women of the party speculatively. The Yagan pipes up, "Yes, well, these two were cast out of the Tribes because they were diseased. They gave their men horrible sicknesses..." The squats lost interest. :) I thought the Magdalite was going to kill him once they were home free. Heehee.
Overall, I've got a lot of potential to work with here. :)
Now, of course, I'm all psyched to run Changeling again. With me moving though, God only knows when we'll be able to get that group together again. Hopefully sometime in July.
Speaking of gaming and such, I'm considering starting a journaling gamers' (or is that gamer journalers'?) webring or 'burb. There was a gaming 'burb once, but it didn't go anywhere. Anyone out there interested? Can the journaling community stand another webring or 'burb? Email me if you're interested.
Posted by Lisa at June 27, 2000 01:08 PM
