(I posted this a while back, on the wrong blog)
Just writing to say goodbye to the gaming group. Let me stress, I'm only saying goodbye to my participation in the weekly group. I'm only going to be a couple of hours away and I expect that I'll being seeing and gaming with you all in the future, just not every week.
It's been a privilege to be involved in this group. It's by far the most satisfying and fun role playing experience I've ever had. I been able to play and run so many different games, and it's been a blast the whole time. I doubt I'll ever be able find another group like this again.
Thanks Guys.
Tim
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
Experience
Wendy's gave me croutons tonight when I asked for none. I take this as a sign, and will therefore be awarding croutons instead of experience points. Praise be to Wendy and her red-haired goodness!
Monday, February 25, 2008
Escapades
Annie,
He finally did it, Annie. He almost did us in. I mean, even when we were working together, he was always a bit... oh, how to be considerate here... "reckless", shall we say? Even when we began to have differences of opinion on matters we could always talk them out; he always stayed somewhat within the realm of what I would consider sanity (at least for him).
I think, though, that the Rubicon has been crossed. We've had our Sterling Bridge and it turns out he was William Wallace. Not I. He is the victor, your Stuart the vanquished. He pays no real heed anymore to ... I don't know. I know he still wants his revenge, Annie, but I don't think he even remembers why. I know why I went down this path, but I've come to realize that it was a mistake. An awful mistake. I've lowered myself to their level, I've done things as bad as they've ever done, and for what? You're still gone. Nothing has brought you back. Nothing will bring you back. Whether or not I get our...my... "revenge" ... does it matter? In a cosmic sense, will anything change?
No.
Not that you'd have any idea what revenge is, you twat. If Blade had done me in, and gotten you as well, the world may have been a better place. He's gone soft, Annie. Remember how the two of you would sit around during the Arts Festival and snicker at the arseholes who'd come up from London with their "refined airs" and their limping fucking wrists? Lets just say given your darling fragile little groom's recent behavior, I'm the only one laughing now. If your precious effing hubby doesn't have the stones to finish what he started, then bollocks to him, eh? I'll finish the fucking job for him. Oh yes.
And when I say finish, I mean FINISH.
He wants to be with his precious little beau again?
That can be arranged.
Annie - I don't know how much longer I have. He gets a hole blasted in us by a thunder cannon, he laughs it off the next day. He gets run through by Black Paladin's lance, he laughs about it the next day. 700 year old French witches turn him into a frog, he laughs about it the next day. Blade puts him on death's doorstep without breaking a sweat, he laughs about it the next day.
I'm the one dealing with the scars. I'm the one not laughing.
I need you. Here. Please.
- Stuart
He finally did it, Annie. He almost did us in. I mean, even when we were working together, he was always a bit... oh, how to be considerate here... "reckless", shall we say? Even when we began to have differences of opinion on matters we could always talk them out; he always stayed somewhat within the realm of what I would consider sanity (at least for him).
I think, though, that the Rubicon has been crossed. We've had our Sterling Bridge and it turns out he was William Wallace. Not I. He is the victor, your Stuart the vanquished. He pays no real heed anymore to ... I don't know. I know he still wants his revenge, Annie, but I don't think he even remembers why. I know why I went down this path, but I've come to realize that it was a mistake. An awful mistake. I've lowered myself to their level, I've done things as bad as they've ever done, and for what? You're still gone. Nothing has brought you back. Nothing will bring you back. Whether or not I get our...my... "revenge" ... does it matter? In a cosmic sense, will anything change?
No.
Not that you'd have any idea what revenge is, you twat. If Blade had done me in, and gotten you as well, the world may have been a better place. He's gone soft, Annie. Remember how the two of you would sit around during the Arts Festival and snicker at the arseholes who'd come up from London with their "refined airs" and their limping fucking wrists? Lets just say given your darling fragile little groom's recent behavior, I'm the only one laughing now. If your precious effing hubby doesn't have the stones to finish what he started, then bollocks to him, eh? I'll finish the fucking job for him. Oh yes.
And when I say finish, I mean FINISH.
He wants to be with his precious little beau again?
That can be arranged.
Annie - I don't know how much longer I have. He gets a hole blasted in us by a thunder cannon, he laughs it off the next day. He gets run through by Black Paladin's lance, he laughs about it the next day. 700 year old French witches turn him into a frog, he laughs about it the next day. Blade puts him on death's doorstep without breaking a sweat, he laughs about it the next day.
I'm the one dealing with the scars. I'm the one not laughing.
I need you. Here. Please.
- Stuart
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
Warhammer RPG lives
I just read an announcement at Fantasy Flight Games that they are taking over all of Games Workshop's board games and RPGs! They will be publishing more for Warhammer Fantasy RPG. Rejoice.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Press Release
From the office of Councilman Paul Hewsen.
For immediate release.
The people of this city were attacked last night. Make no mistake, this was an attack on your elected official, your government, and an attack on the people of this city. As your representative, I have striven to stand up for your rights as citizens against those who would use your government as their own personal piggy bank. I left my opposition no other choice but to retaliate in the most disgraceful manner, with an attempt to silence me by taking my life. It is the last resort for cowards and scoundrels.
Rest assured, I am recovering physically and my resolve will not waver. In their craven attempt to dishearten me, they have only awakened my passion even further. I will stand again for the people of this city. When I'm fully recovered, I will propose a new plan to fight the villainous and corrupt in this city. With the support of the good citizens of Los Angeles, we will chase this vermin out from the holes that they hide in, out into the light where their evil cannot survive.
No one has the right to use force to manipulate your government, no one has the right to subvert honest representation for all.
Councilman Paul Hewsen.
For immediate release.
The people of this city were attacked last night. Make no mistake, this was an attack on your elected official, your government, and an attack on the people of this city. As your representative, I have striven to stand up for your rights as citizens against those who would use your government as their own personal piggy bank. I left my opposition no other choice but to retaliate in the most disgraceful manner, with an attempt to silence me by taking my life. It is the last resort for cowards and scoundrels.
Rest assured, I am recovering physically and my resolve will not waver. In their craven attempt to dishearten me, they have only awakened my passion even further. I will stand again for the people of this city. When I'm fully recovered, I will propose a new plan to fight the villainous and corrupt in this city. With the support of the good citizens of Los Angeles, we will chase this vermin out from the holes that they hide in, out into the light where their evil cannot survive.
No one has the right to use force to manipulate your government, no one has the right to subvert honest representation for all.
Councilman Paul Hewsen.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Ahh Netflix users
Today's cinematic insight from Netflix:
"Blade Runner: The Final Cut
2.0 Stars
I must admit I don't know what everone is talking about when they say they love this movie, I understand that the cinematography was great for its day but the plot and the dialogue were so boring and pointless at times. I can't say I will ever see this movie again and if I do it will be on a bet."
"Blade Runner: The Final Cut
2.0 Stars
I must admit I don't know what everone is talking about when they say they love this movie, I understand that the cinematography was great for its day but the plot and the dialogue were so boring and pointless at times. I can't say I will ever see this movie again and if I do it will be on a bet."
Monday, February 04, 2008
Hissssssss......
Sure Granny, it could have gone better. It could always go better. But this one could have REALLY gone better.
It was about hunches. First, we followed a hunch that the group in San Diego was in trouble, attacked like we were. Boy, were we right! That poor bunch of heroes got beat up so bad it wasn’t funny at all. Some of them got killed, and the rest are in bad shape.
But then we followed another hunch, and it was so easy. We found a connection between the VIPER group that attacked us and this ranch place out in Arizona. We went there under cover, and found a little town set up to show how life was way back in cowboy days. But they weren’t foolin’ us, nope. I snuck away at dinner time and found the barn where they kept this old train, and the security systems they had on there were just way too much to expect for a little history town like that.
So that night we snuck in and tried to raid the place. Someone set off an alarm, though, and suddenly we were facing a whole bunch of automatic energy guns, and then this crazy train pops out and starts blasting away at us. It was a blur, really, but somehow we managed to take out this behemoth, somehow. But they hurt us bad, Granny, and we were in no shape to get into another fight.
So of course, we’re all in this train barn, and we get into another fight. I don’t recall much of that fight, Granny, but we came across a lot of agents and ran through a lot of hallways, and then had to take out a bunch of cosmic-commies before they could blow the place up. Guess we had the right place! They did get the computer messed up, though, before we could get what we wanted out of it.
But then we had to fight a snake-man, and damn was he tough! Pardon my language, Granny, but it was a struggle. He bit me, and I think there is something wrong with me now. I don’t know if it’s more voodoo, or if he was a were-snake, or just infected me with a virus of some kind… but it’s like I’m turning into a snake. I know, it sounds crazy, but there it is. I’m getting scaly, growing fangs, and have this urge to eat rats. I found myself wanting to wrap my legs around Trauma and squeeze the life out of him. Yeah, I know that’s not all that strange, but the rest of it is.
So, I guess now I’m really at the mercy of fate. I still might seek out the help of a hoodoo, to help me with the other little problem, but especially now I need to know if this snake thing is real.
I’ll let you know, Granny.
Ever yours,
Chase
It was about hunches. First, we followed a hunch that the group in San Diego was in trouble, attacked like we were. Boy, were we right! That poor bunch of heroes got beat up so bad it wasn’t funny at all. Some of them got killed, and the rest are in bad shape.
But then we followed another hunch, and it was so easy. We found a connection between the VIPER group that attacked us and this ranch place out in Arizona. We went there under cover, and found a little town set up to show how life was way back in cowboy days. But they weren’t foolin’ us, nope. I snuck away at dinner time and found the barn where they kept this old train, and the security systems they had on there were just way too much to expect for a little history town like that.
So that night we snuck in and tried to raid the place. Someone set off an alarm, though, and suddenly we were facing a whole bunch of automatic energy guns, and then this crazy train pops out and starts blasting away at us. It was a blur, really, but somehow we managed to take out this behemoth, somehow. But they hurt us bad, Granny, and we were in no shape to get into another fight.
So of course, we’re all in this train barn, and we get into another fight. I don’t recall much of that fight, Granny, but we came across a lot of agents and ran through a lot of hallways, and then had to take out a bunch of cosmic-commies before they could blow the place up. Guess we had the right place! They did get the computer messed up, though, before we could get what we wanted out of it.
But then we had to fight a snake-man, and damn was he tough! Pardon my language, Granny, but it was a struggle. He bit me, and I think there is something wrong with me now. I don’t know if it’s more voodoo, or if he was a were-snake, or just infected me with a virus of some kind… but it’s like I’m turning into a snake. I know, it sounds crazy, but there it is. I’m getting scaly, growing fangs, and have this urge to eat rats. I found myself wanting to wrap my legs around Trauma and squeeze the life out of him. Yeah, I know that’s not all that strange, but the rest of it is.
So, I guess now I’m really at the mercy of fate. I still might seek out the help of a hoodoo, to help me with the other little problem, but especially now I need to know if this snake thing is real.
I’ll let you know, Granny.
Ever yours,
Chase
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