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quislibetThis post is mostly fluffy. (But nothing to do with Fluffy).
First, the least fluffy: A mailing list I'm on has led me to think again, as I have in the past, that people who attack faith with arguments based on logic (or worse, their understanding of "logic") are much more tedious than people who try to proselytize for their illogical and even alarming religions.
I found myself practically sticking up for fundies! Me!
God save us all from people who think they are rational.
In other news, in my re-read of Tacitus (going more slowly than it should, but much faster than the first time I read it all), Suetonius Paulinus is about to put down Boudicca's revolt (in the Ann. version rather than the Agr.). The rebels have viciously destroyed Colchester and London and wherever Verulamium is! Will our Roman heroes be victorious?
Oh, I guess I already said. Never mind.
My train reading is "The Watchmen," which I last read some years ago. Something about seeing "X2" Thursday night made me want to read it again. Good stuff, with one of the best villains ever.
Speaking of...
(Skippable game dorkery)
We played Advanced Dungeons and Dragons (TM) yesterday. I must point out that this is a game where the PCs spent twenty minutes discussing how best to put up signs on the highway to warn travelers about the marauding hill giant they couldn't bring themselves to kill for pity. ("We could use 'Continual Light' somehow to make a blinking road sign...")
Alas, however, the party killed my planned recurring villain who was only introduced yesterday, but that's mainly because I foolishly brought him out for a second confrontation when the usual "last fight of the session" (this is, by design, not a deep and meaningful roleplaying experience) was over before it began, thanks to fudjo's character's Wand of Frost ("Hey, those orcs that outnumber us four to one are conveniently grouped..."). But in any event I enjoy the "heroic" feel of the game, where the characters can leap backwards off a dying warhorse, land, kill an impeding zombie with a single blow, and rush back in to attempt terrible vengeance on the monster who killed the horse. (That was Mishak.) And J.'s character's Mace of Disruption brought mental visuals of Buffy with her new weapon, only in well-fed male hobbit cleric form.
J. says, though, that her favorite mental image from recent sessions is when they were trying to determine the alignment of a gnome illusionist they had met by trying out alignment-language "gang signs." (Never mind that alignment languages are arguably the most stupid thing ever.) She says she sees a video montage, possibly with comical music in the background, of each of the PCs trying their secret handshake or whatever, the gnome shaking his head sadly at each.
(By the way, Silas, your old character, now the sole NPC member of the party, fires off four arrows a round to brutal double-damage effect.)
Anyway.
One reason why I will probably never play Changeling in the Camarilla: Back when I thought I was going to be doing so, I subscribed to a couple of lists and have been too lazy to unsubscribe: currently all of their IC posts concern the disappearance (at last, in Cam. continuity) of High King David, and so the messages are all grave and crisis-y, which is fine -- except that nearly all of them start their posts with a description of how cute their characters are, and most of these are said to grin mischievously before they begin speaking for no reason that I can fathom in the circumstances.
And in some of the posts, there are TIE fighters.
First, the least fluffy: A mailing list I'm on has led me to think again, as I have in the past, that people who attack faith with arguments based on logic (or worse, their understanding of "logic") are much more tedious than people who try to proselytize for their illogical and even alarming religions.
I found myself practically sticking up for fundies! Me!
God save us all from people who think they are rational.
In other news, in my re-read of Tacitus (going more slowly than it should, but much faster than the first time I read it all), Suetonius Paulinus is about to put down Boudicca's revolt (in the Ann. version rather than the Agr.). The rebels have viciously destroyed Colchester and London and wherever Verulamium is! Will our Roman heroes be victorious?
Oh, I guess I already said. Never mind.
My train reading is "The Watchmen," which I last read some years ago. Something about seeing "X2" Thursday night made me want to read it again. Good stuff, with one of the best villains ever.
Speaking of...
(Skippable game dorkery)
We played Advanced Dungeons and Dragons (TM) yesterday. I must point out that this is a game where the PCs spent twenty minutes discussing how best to put up signs on the highway to warn travelers about the marauding hill giant they couldn't bring themselves to kill for pity. ("We could use 'Continual Light' somehow to make a blinking road sign...")
Alas, however, the party killed my planned recurring villain who was only introduced yesterday, but that's mainly because I foolishly brought him out for a second confrontation when the usual "last fight of the session" (this is, by design, not a deep and meaningful roleplaying experience) was over before it began, thanks to fudjo's character's Wand of Frost ("Hey, those orcs that outnumber us four to one are conveniently grouped..."). But in any event I enjoy the "heroic" feel of the game, where the characters can leap backwards off a dying warhorse, land, kill an impeding zombie with a single blow, and rush back in to attempt terrible vengeance on the monster who killed the horse. (That was Mishak.) And J.'s character's Mace of Disruption brought mental visuals of Buffy with her new weapon, only in well-fed male hobbit cleric form.
J. says, though, that her favorite mental image from recent sessions is when they were trying to determine the alignment of a gnome illusionist they had met by trying out alignment-language "gang signs." (Never mind that alignment languages are arguably the most stupid thing ever.) She says she sees a video montage, possibly with comical music in the background, of each of the PCs trying their secret handshake or whatever, the gnome shaking his head sadly at each.
(By the way, Silas, your old character, now the sole NPC member of the party, fires off four arrows a round to brutal double-damage effect.)
Anyway.
One reason why I will probably never play Changeling in the Camarilla: Back when I thought I was going to be doing so, I subscribed to a couple of lists and have been too lazy to unsubscribe: currently all of their IC posts concern the disappearance (at last, in Cam. continuity) of High King David, and so the messages are all grave and crisis-y, which is fine -- except that nearly all of them start their posts with a description of how cute their characters are, and most of these are said to grin mischievously before they begin speaking for no reason that I can fathom in the circumstances.
And in some of the posts, there are TIE fighters.
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Date: 2003-05-19 08:55 am (UTC)Wha-?
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Date: 2003-05-19 09:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-19 09:23 am (UTC)In one round he killed four badguys with four shots. Cinematic action!
But as the NPC he never gets any of the treasure or anything. One day he may well rebel.
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Date: 2003-05-19 11:27 am (UTC)Besides, the guy plugged one baddie for 48 points of damage in a single round...yeeeek...
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Date: 2003-05-19 11:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-19 10:35 am (UTC)I love alignment languages! But that's not why I'm writing. I'm writing because I wonder whether you've seen this (http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2003/04/22fellowship.html).
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Date: 2003-05-19 01:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-19 05:03 pm (UTC)And people wonder why the only changeling game I ever went to was Glas's...(seeing that I ran my own).
::shudder::
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Date: 2003-05-19 08:45 pm (UTC)at st. albans, hertfordshire. or so i have heard.