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Life is good.
May. 27th, 2011 03:12 pmI have laughed.
I have cried.
I have shouted.
I have danced.
I have sang.
I have stayed up all night and watched the sun rise.
I have discussed obscure metaphysics.
I have planned.
I have plotted.
I have schemed.
I have kept secrets.
I have told secrets.
I have lied.
I have stolen.
I have taken drugs.
I have sold drugs.
I have enforced the law.
I have broken the law.
I have committed hate crimes.
I have committed war crimes.
I have committed crimes of passion.
I have committed crimes against humanity.
I have committed crimes against inhumanity.
I have made friends.
I have killed them.
I have been loved.
I have loved in turn.
I have been hated.
I have hated in turn.
I have been cursed.
I have been blessed.
I have been tricked.
I have been confused.
I have been kicked.
I have been beaten.
I have been shot.
I have been stabbed.
I have been burned.
I have been mauled.
I have been impaled.
I have been eaten.
I have been killed 14 times.
I have killed more times than I can count.
I have been a hero.
I have been a villain.
I have been a monster.
I have given birth.
I have saved the world.
I have done all these things, so many things I can barely even begin to comprehend, and I'm just getting started.
I have loved every moment.
I have an awesome hobby.
Off to the Lake District until Thursday next. See y'all at Maelstrom, those who are going.
I have cried.
I have shouted.
I have danced.
I have sang.
I have stayed up all night and watched the sun rise.
I have discussed obscure metaphysics.
I have planned.
I have plotted.
I have schemed.
I have kept secrets.
I have told secrets.
I have lied.
I have stolen.
I have taken drugs.
I have sold drugs.
I have enforced the law.
I have broken the law.
I have committed hate crimes.
I have committed war crimes.
I have committed crimes of passion.
I have committed crimes against humanity.
I have committed crimes against inhumanity.
I have made friends.
I have killed them.
I have been loved.
I have loved in turn.
I have been hated.
I have hated in turn.
I have been cursed.
I have been blessed.
I have been tricked.
I have been confused.
I have been kicked.
I have been beaten.
I have been shot.
I have been stabbed.
I have been burned.
I have been mauled.
I have been impaled.
I have been eaten.
I have been killed 14 times.
I have killed more times than I can count.
I have been a hero.
I have been a villain.
I have been a monster.
I have given birth.
I have saved the world.
I have done all these things, so many things I can barely even begin to comprehend, and I'm just getting started.
I have loved every moment.
I have an awesome hobby.
Off to the Lake District until Thursday next. See y'all at Maelstrom, those who are going.
DuD and AAUUUGH
Mar. 15th, 2010 01:33 pmDuD was fucking awesome.
To explain how fucking awesome it was, allow me to provide a random word-salad list of integral component parts:
Boltguns
Chainswords
Power Armour
Smitetastic suicidally zealous religious fanatics
Heretics
Daemons/Daemonhosts
Heretek Constructs
Imperial Guard
Space Marines
Rogue Traders
Adeptus Arbites
Sanctioned Psykers
Unsanctioned Psykers (WITCHES!)
Radical Inquisitors
Tech-Priests
Assassins
Exterminatus
Charging into battle reciting hymns alongside Space Marines
Getting to burn the Planetary Governor because she was a HERETIC WITCH!
INCREDIBLE COSTUME STANDARDS
There were witches. Many witches. They had to be purged, with faith, steel and holy bolter-fire. Some of the witches may or may not have been on our own side.
Fucking Awesome.
Also on the 'good things' list was managing to get back from event just in time for LRP. Just. Minor panic upon arriving in flat and smelling gas, but thankfully it wasn't due to a leak and instead due to the fact that one of the hobs looked like it had been left on. So I turn it off, open all the windows and rush off to LRP, safe in the knowledge that our inspection was on Tuesday.
Yup, there's where we nosedive onto the 'bad things' list. Right next to the fact that I spent a day trying-not-to-inhale-fibreglass-dust, and am barely able to move this morning due to running-in-new-armour-based pain.
AAAAARGH DEADLINES GO BACKWARDS, RATHER THAN FORWARDS, RIGHT?
So, erm, yeah. Entirely slipped my notice that house inspection had been moved to the day after the event so Marcus could be around for it, rather than with a day's leeway.
So when I headed off on Thursday to help a desperate Vicky get kit assembled ready in time for event, I'm looking at the letter on the worktop that says Inspection on Tuesday and am thinking there's going to be Monday night to clean.
So...erm...yeah. I feel like a complete shit... HUGE FUCKING APOLOGY required to Saint Marcus the awesome for single-handedly sorting the house.
To explain how fucking awesome it was, allow me to provide a random word-salad list of integral component parts:
Boltguns
Chainswords
Power Armour
Smitetastic suicidally zealous religious fanatics
Heretics
Daemons/Daemonhosts
Heretek Constructs
Imperial Guard
Space Marines
Rogue Traders
Adeptus Arbites
Sanctioned Psykers
Unsanctioned Psykers (WITCHES!)
Radical Inquisitors
Tech-Priests
Assassins
Exterminatus
Charging into battle reciting hymns alongside Space Marines
Getting to burn the Planetary Governor because she was a HERETIC WITCH!
INCREDIBLE COSTUME STANDARDS
There were witches. Many witches. They had to be purged, with faith, steel and holy bolter-fire. Some of the witches may or may not have been on our own side.
Fucking Awesome.
Also on the 'good things' list was managing to get back from event just in time for LRP. Just. Minor panic upon arriving in flat and smelling gas, but thankfully it wasn't due to a leak and instead due to the fact that one of the hobs looked like it had been left on. So I turn it off, open all the windows and rush off to LRP, safe in the knowledge that our inspection was on Tuesday.
Yup, there's where we nosedive onto the 'bad things' list. Right next to the fact that I spent a day trying-not-to-inhale-fibreglass-dust, and am barely able to move this morning due to running-in-new-armour-based pain.
AAAAARGH DEADLINES GO BACKWARDS, RATHER THAN FORWARDS, RIGHT?
So, erm, yeah. Entirely slipped my notice that house inspection had been moved to the day after the event so Marcus could be around for it, rather than with a day's leeway.
So when I headed off on Thursday to help a desperate Vicky get kit assembled ready in time for event, I'm looking at the letter on the worktop that says Inspection on Tuesday and am thinking there's going to be Monday night to clean.
So...erm...yeah. I feel like a complete shit... HUGE FUCKING APOLOGY required to Saint Marcus the awesome for single-handedly sorting the house.
Whinejournal
Sep. 2nd, 2009 10:47 pmOn the Shattered Legacies event:
We ran an event. It was awesome. We had plenty of enthusiastic crew (sorry, monsters) and it went fantastically well - much better than I was expecting. Very glad we ended up on the 'more' side rather than 'less'.
High points would be:
The way in - Seeing all the players kitted up and ready to go, marching along in formation with Eli and Kalin shouting orders. Watching 'team scout' run off to the left, thinking 'oh god, oh god, the players are going into that UNSAFE bit!' and then seeing how sweet it looked and being able to trust people not to break themselves. Took much longer than expected, and we were already starting late - but that was a *really* good thing in the end. It allowed us to keep an interesting human NPC antagonist faction to play with for the weekend rather than briefly for one night. (Initial 'schedule' was going to be for the players to go and kill the Clarion Order on Friday night. Thank fuck that didn't happen, both for safety and 'let's not throw away one of our most interesting monster/kit options before they've even done anything?' purposes)
The Friday meal - especially when the hardliners turned up. Briefly got a chance to see how that panned out 'on the ground' with the players and was involved in the big "Alright then lads, kill em all!" ruck. What a blast. Being able to watch the scene evolve and play out in a manner that was every bit as awesome as I'd been hoping all these months - that was such a huge buzz.
The shrine mission with Avitus. Hardcore points go to Jeff.
Saturday's meal with the 'Me's and Soulflayer - Fuck yes! oxfordgirl was absolutely perfect for that role. Great atmosphere, great set-dressing. Watching players stacking up, ready to do some PvP...that was tense.
Erikan's pack/Duel with Levan. Hell yeah. Levan is FUCKING METAL!
The scene at the end of the final Golem mission. Very heartfelt (actually making me choke), such a great 'noble sacrifice' - and then the hilarious "WAIT! That bastard...he was wearing my HAT!" moment that came afterwards.
And of course, the Grand Finale. Replete with Vedanya's outro. Fuck, when Anya started crying it was infectious...
All in all, things were relatively smooth. When running an event, I think the lesson you pick up first (and most importantly) is that you can't have a set-in-stone "Plan" for everything. In fact, part of the appeal is winding it all up and seeing where it finally comes to rest. If things don't go to "Plan", it's critically important to not get stressed and instead just concentrate on making sure what *does* happen makes sense, both in terms of 'Anatomy of an OOC fun event' and 'We want to be *here* IC by the end'. Being prepared to drop things when you inevitably don't have time/space for them is important. Being prepared to add things on the spot in order to keep things moving/interesting - likewise.
So, there's a positive start. Very un whine-journal, yes?
( Cut for wangst )
You know, I'm feeling *so* much bettter now. This post is not well phrased and descends into being needlessly preachy. I could probably just delete this text and say "I was feeling a little low and irked by a few things that have been on my mind, but now I'm not." But at the same time, no. I think I'll leave it there and just nuke a paragraph in the middle, due to this not being the place for it.
We ran an event. It was awesome. We had plenty of enthusiastic crew (sorry, monsters) and it went fantastically well - much better than I was expecting. Very glad we ended up on the 'more' side rather than 'less'.
High points would be:
The way in - Seeing all the players kitted up and ready to go, marching along in formation with Eli and Kalin shouting orders. Watching 'team scout' run off to the left, thinking 'oh god, oh god, the players are going into that UNSAFE bit!' and then seeing how sweet it looked and being able to trust people not to break themselves. Took much longer than expected, and we were already starting late - but that was a *really* good thing in the end. It allowed us to keep an interesting human NPC antagonist faction to play with for the weekend rather than briefly for one night. (Initial 'schedule' was going to be for the players to go and kill the Clarion Order on Friday night. Thank fuck that didn't happen, both for safety and 'let's not throw away one of our most interesting monster/kit options before they've even done anything?' purposes)
The Friday meal - especially when the hardliners turned up. Briefly got a chance to see how that panned out 'on the ground' with the players and was involved in the big "Alright then lads, kill em all!" ruck. What a blast. Being able to watch the scene evolve and play out in a manner that was every bit as awesome as I'd been hoping all these months - that was such a huge buzz.
The shrine mission with Avitus. Hardcore points go to Jeff.
Saturday's meal with the 'Me's and Soulflayer - Fuck yes! oxfordgirl was absolutely perfect for that role. Great atmosphere, great set-dressing. Watching players stacking up, ready to do some PvP...that was tense.
Erikan's pack/Duel with Levan. Hell yeah. Levan is FUCKING METAL!
The scene at the end of the final Golem mission. Very heartfelt (actually making me choke), such a great 'noble sacrifice' - and then the hilarious "WAIT! That bastard...he was wearing my HAT!" moment that came afterwards.
And of course, the Grand Finale. Replete with Vedanya's outro. Fuck, when Anya started crying it was infectious...
All in all, things were relatively smooth. When running an event, I think the lesson you pick up first (and most importantly) is that you can't have a set-in-stone "Plan" for everything. In fact, part of the appeal is winding it all up and seeing where it finally comes to rest. If things don't go to "Plan", it's critically important to not get stressed and instead just concentrate on making sure what *does* happen makes sense, both in terms of 'Anatomy of an OOC fun event' and 'We want to be *here* IC by the end'. Being prepared to drop things when you inevitably don't have time/space for them is important. Being prepared to add things on the spot in order to keep things moving/interesting - likewise.
So, there's a positive start. Very un whine-journal, yes?
( Cut for wangst )
You know, I'm feeling *so* much bettter now. This post is not well phrased and descends into being needlessly preachy. I could probably just delete this text and say "I was feeling a little low and irked by a few things that have been on my mind, but now I'm not." But at the same time, no. I think I'll leave it there and just nuke a paragraph in the middle, due to this not being the place for it.
Ramble ramble ramble
Mar. 21st, 2009 11:54 pmWell, haven't posted here for a while.
So..what's the topic today, kids? A-thinly veiled rant? No! A bitchfest? No! A whinefest? No! Surely it cannot be? This is the point of whinejournal, is it not?
( Nah )
So..what's the topic today, kids? A-thinly veiled rant? No! A bitchfest? No! A whinefest? No! Surely it cannot be? This is the point of whinejournal, is it not?
( Nah )
