Grid paper? Pens? Hand-waving? You officially need to raise your game.
As an occasional Hunter: The Reckoning player, I was somewhat disturbed to find this symbol on a letter from the Halifax Credit Card Company.
Cursory internet research indicates that it's possibly closest to the symbol for "You are seriously underestimating the situation".
Er.
Cursory internet research indicates that it's possibly closest to the symbol for "You are seriously underestimating the situation".
Er.
Oh, last night I ran my first BESM session! (Not ever - I did another game a few years back. I don't like to guess when, I think
icklejo and
arwel were living in Didsbury at the time.)
I think it went quite well - people were having fun, decapitating guards and breaking vaults - though I need to have more of a look at the rules. This week was mostly intended as an introduction, so was very fast and loose, but I'm not completely comfortable yet and things did grind to a halt once or twice.
I also think I'm not great at pacing - I'll decide where things are going, and rather than prevaricate and throw obstacles or complications into the mix, it'll just happen. Which makes for speedier plot progression but also makes things seem simplistic. I tried to pad things a little early on, but I think it just came off as a bit 'yeah sure whatever' because I'm rubbish.
Also was vaguely concerned about party balance. Sean, the hacker with a Mind as high as it goes with skill points on top, was basically able to do anything to any electronic object without trying. Meanwhile Nev, as the medic, didn't really have much to do. Also she was very breakable (though I am going to allow some rejigging of stats to reflect the new understanding of the rules).
Still, Russ's neatly typed background dovetails neatly into my plot, and I may think about rewarding backgrounds with character points or something. Once I've worked out what my advancement process is going to be...
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I think it went quite well - people were having fun, decapitating guards and breaking vaults - though I need to have more of a look at the rules. This week was mostly intended as an introduction, so was very fast and loose, but I'm not completely comfortable yet and things did grind to a halt once or twice.
I also think I'm not great at pacing - I'll decide where things are going, and rather than prevaricate and throw obstacles or complications into the mix, it'll just happen. Which makes for speedier plot progression but also makes things seem simplistic. I tried to pad things a little early on, but I think it just came off as a bit 'yeah sure whatever' because I'm rubbish.
Also was vaguely concerned about party balance. Sean, the hacker with a Mind as high as it goes with skill points on top, was basically able to do anything to any electronic object without trying. Meanwhile Nev, as the medic, didn't really have much to do. Also she was very breakable (though I am going to allow some rejigging of stats to reflect the new understanding of the rules).
Still, Russ's neatly typed background dovetails neatly into my plot, and I may think about rewarding backgrounds with character points or something. Once I've worked out what my advancement process is going to be...
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Sep. 12th, 2007 11:55 amI am slightly tired today; as I was about to go to bed I was struck with a sudden notion that I did not know the exact location of my car registration document, and it might be as well to lay my hands on them before the eleventh hour of Thursday, just to reassure myself. A cursory look in the places I was certain it would be was followed by a somewhat more urgent review of some spots that were less likely. Then I ransacked every box that is being used as storage since the move, at least twice, all the while occasionally checking and re-checking the original important-things-live-here spots, in case it had spontaneously come into being in the intervening time.
By this point I was fired with adrenaline and panic, such that I knew I would not be able to sleep until I had the offending article in hand. Several boxes were double-checked and previously-overlooked piles of drawings were more thoroughly sorted through in case paperwork had worked its way inside in a deliberate attempt to frustrate me.
I even went out and checked the car, half-hoping that I was stupid enough to leave the car ownership papers inside the car itself, and half-relieved when it turned out I was not. (I did, however, uncover the MOT and was entirely delighted to find a whole month left on it.)
To cut a long story short[1], eventually I turned to the top of my bedside cabinet (whose drawers had been checked several times), and moved a solitary piece of paper aside. Lo! There was the damn' thing, taunting me with its easy-accessibility.
Obviously, even then I couldn't get right to sleep, what with the panic. So, basically, I'm ever so slightly sleep deprived.
I am running my first session of Big Eyes, Small Mouth tonight.
Whee!
[1] Too late
By this point I was fired with adrenaline and panic, such that I knew I would not be able to sleep until I had the offending article in hand. Several boxes were double-checked and previously-overlooked piles of drawings were more thoroughly sorted through in case paperwork had worked its way inside in a deliberate attempt to frustrate me.
I even went out and checked the car, half-hoping that I was stupid enough to leave the car ownership papers inside the car itself, and half-relieved when it turned out I was not. (I did, however, uncover the MOT and was entirely delighted to find a whole month left on it.)
To cut a long story short[1], eventually I turned to the top of my bedside cabinet (whose drawers had been checked several times), and moved a solitary piece of paper aside. Lo! There was the damn' thing, taunting me with its easy-accessibility.
Obviously, even then I couldn't get right to sleep, what with the panic. So, basically, I'm ever so slightly sleep deprived.
I am running my first session of Big Eyes, Small Mouth tonight.
Whee!
[1] Too late
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Sep. 10th, 2007 11:04 amYou know what, I probably should have directed my players here rather than waving the rulebook at them last Wednesday evening. Oh well! Fun was had regardless.
Oh, yes, Maelstrom was good,
diegoliger seems to have caught the bug,
the_prince accidentally brutally sacrificed himself in the back while shaving, and
kneeshooter got plenty of material for his Andy Shrine, so all is as it should be.
Oh, yes, Maelstrom was good,
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Every so often I draw something and think "Yes, yes that is exactly what I had pictured in my head." This is one of those.
Behind the cut is my replacement character for
batelf's D&D game. I know the anatomy is all out of whack, and the thighs are too long and the armour makes no sense but so on and so forth. But I like it, dammit.
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Behind the cut is my replacement character for
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So it turns out I'm a selfish pyromaniac human torch[2] who likes to party.
Whee!
[1] Technically anything you can think of, but we all picked from the book.
[2] Ooh, I may steal that picture.