Twisted Firestarter
Feb. 10th, 2005 02:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I will be updating
infernalfencer shortly (I only got in a half-hour ago and was telling
cholten99 all about it for the rest of it), but I think as a player I'd like to mention the following couple of things:
1) Being the Child of Fire sucks rocks -- apparently there's one in every generation, just like Slayers, and they have an equally short shelf life because they wind up consumed by their powers. Apparently one of them caused the Great Fire of London. Whoopee.
2) Some goombahs (Time Lords of Atlantis, apparently) were setting up a weapon on the roof of a car. I wanted to torch the gas tank and take it out -- people were scattering anyway so I thought it was safe enough. I have four levels of pyrokinesis and a Willpower of four. This gives me an automatic eight starting score for any pyrokinetic roll I make. I added a drama point to make sure I didn't fuck up -- that adds ten to your score, making my starting score eighteen. Then I had to add the roll of a d10 -- and tens explode, meaning you keep the ten and roll again. So I started with eighteen. Then rolled a ten. Then rolled another ten. Then rolled a four. Which gave me an end score of 42. Which, as well as being the Wholly Number, is also ten points (or three success levels) above the highest named success level in the game, the one called "God-Like". Which means that, as well as car, occupants and weapon, I took out most of Liverpool Street. However, because it was a time weapon, the destruction of this weapon threw everything back in time a few hours, negating the damage I did. Needless to say, history did not repeat.
3) Never smoke marijuana supplied by demons. It causes some serious hell.
I got my first two birthday presents. One was from Kat -- Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, which she kept insisting I would love. I guess I find out Friday; while
cholten99 is out with his girlfriend, I'll cozy up to the TV with Chinese food leftovers (there are always Chinese food leftovers) and my new DVD.
The other was the "crap present" from
cholten99 (the other one, he says, is being delivered and will be late): this.
Hee.
Thing is, people, it's still just under seven hours before my official birthday! 8:53 a.m. in this time zone.
[Edit: there can be no
infernalfencer update until the bloody server stops being in read-only mode. Suck.]
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1) Being the Child of Fire sucks rocks -- apparently there's one in every generation, just like Slayers, and they have an equally short shelf life because they wind up consumed by their powers. Apparently one of them caused the Great Fire of London. Whoopee.
2) Some goombahs (Time Lords of Atlantis, apparently) were setting up a weapon on the roof of a car. I wanted to torch the gas tank and take it out -- people were scattering anyway so I thought it was safe enough. I have four levels of pyrokinesis and a Willpower of four. This gives me an automatic eight starting score for any pyrokinetic roll I make. I added a drama point to make sure I didn't fuck up -- that adds ten to your score, making my starting score eighteen. Then I had to add the roll of a d10 -- and tens explode, meaning you keep the ten and roll again. So I started with eighteen. Then rolled a ten. Then rolled another ten. Then rolled a four. Which gave me an end score of 42. Which, as well as being the Wholly Number, is also ten points (or three success levels) above the highest named success level in the game, the one called "God-Like". Which means that, as well as car, occupants and weapon, I took out most of Liverpool Street. However, because it was a time weapon, the destruction of this weapon threw everything back in time a few hours, negating the damage I did. Needless to say, history did not repeat.
3) Never smoke marijuana supplied by demons. It causes some serious hell.
I got my first two birthday presents. One was from Kat -- Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, which she kept insisting I would love. I guess I find out Friday; while
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The other was the "crap present" from
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Hee.
Thing is, people, it's still just under seven hours before my official birthday! 8:53 a.m. in this time zone.
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Date: 2005-02-10 09:13 am (UTC)Demon hash? Riiiiight.
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Date: 2005-02-10 02:21 pm (UTC)(backs away slowly)
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Date: 2005-02-10 10:05 am (UTC)Hope you have a good day today. ♥
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Date: 2005-02-10 01:36 pm (UTC)(Um, did this not work the first time?)
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Date: 2005-02-10 02:23 pm (UTC)Claire and I have a pressie for you, but lord knows when we will see you next!
General fluffiness to you.
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Date: 2005-02-10 02:30 pm (UTC)Though not quite as scary as wishing someone "fluffiness". Though the cat's been being a particular tart today, so maybe it worked.