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thessalian) wrote2006-07-05 10:21 am
thessalian) wrote2006-07-05 10:21 am
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New Horizons
Well, yesterday involved a long chat with a guy off the CbN forums (WhitBloke, for those of you who know; he plays Sir Garvey of Orange-Text). It started off with him telling me why there's no House Thig in Mage Revised (I still don't get it, but at least I have the canon to work from), and ended up with a long and incredibly fun gab session in which we whinged about A-levels and traded horrific theatre stories. See, this guy's from Stevenage, which is two stops down the train line from where I took my A-levels, and it turns out that when he goes music shopping, he goes up to my old home town to browse the second-hand music shop that was my regular haunt between 1993-1996. And we both took theatre studies A-levels and did the drama thing at uni. Stevenage not being far from London at all, I have now decreed that I have to meet this guy. Remind me to nudge the man down to London for a drink or something someday.
I also have to stop staying up until about 2 am, but the conversations are worth it.
As far as MMORPGs go, I've decided on Final Fantasy. While I have friends who are into WoW, I decided to go for familiar territory and fewer bloody races. (Watch me wind up playing a TaruTaru.) I think they're selling the current package for £15 at GAME, so that at least saves me the trek on Amazon. It's still going to have to wait until next month because I'm pretty much skint at the minute. Bloody PSP. I'll admit I'm enjoying the ability to play games on the tube ride to work in the mornings, and never underestimate the therapeutic power of blowing the everliving fuck out of little pixellated worms, but I still blew way too much cash on that thing this month. Oh well.
I still have to sit down and do a proper Mage writeup at some point; I'm weeks behind. For column-writing purposes, though, this last one goes about as follows:
Gang got rounded up in magically messed-up Mini and driven down to main chantry headquarters. Discovered previously dead Cerebrus Constantine, a few high-ranking Nephandi, one barabbic Void Engineer and the Urge of Chaos. The nephandi went after Dawnie (we've figured out a way to differentiate between the Dawns! The Ascended one who's since become the Weaver is Dawn, the werewolf-mage destined to become the Wyld is Dawnie). The gang were kept away by a ward that kept anything but werewolves and Wyrmish things from getting through. Simple solution: Call on Grandfather Wolf. They got the Cockroach totem spirit, who offered them a choice between going in as Garou ... or going in as Ananasi. They chose the Spider-kin, now owe Elsa the creepy spider-gothette a whole mess of favours and got to run around as these half-man, half-spider things. It was a hoot until they pissed off the Maeljin Incarna, who set them to Frenzy. Unfortunately, Lucius was holding Dawnie at the time. Good times. Anyway, Constantine survived, but the Incarna ... not so much. Molly, who's apparently still keeping an eye, vaporised the Urge of Chaos. So I don't know what chaos is doing now.
So the Fearless Space Marines and kid mages were trying to pacify the city. Lucius asked about the Void Engineer barabbus and found out that a) he carried an antique telescope that Control accepted as an affectation and b) that he was good with explosives. Around that point, the Council chambers blew up. After picking themselves up, they decided to go hunt down the telescope in order to track down the VE's spirit. Due to a vast error in Entropy rote, they wound up not at the VE's lodgings, but on the lawn of an old man upon whom Skank seems to have modelled himself. In any case, he had the telescope in his possession and said that he would trade it for an old work of his that Violet was plagiarising and anything else interesting found in her library. Apparently, the telescope could see into the Umbra ... including the Deep Umbra ... without being detected. Bonus for our Wyrm-fighting heroes. So off they went to find Violet's lab.
After the procurement of a epiphling-stuffed teddy bear who'd been sent by the Furies to spy on Dawnie and Serena coming out of Lucius' head to play for awhile, they got into Violet Scheherazade's old study. This brought back many nasty memories for Skank, who remembered that she kept all the 'good' stuff in a sort of underground library ... which was shut, and could not be opened without certain of Skank's body fluids. She left that there just to fuck with him ... almost literally. Anyway, they got into the place and, besides some really disturbing *ahem* equipment, they found the books they needed ... as well as some useful additional reading matter - a self-writing dossier on Skank, and another on Dawnie. That done, they left and made the trade for the telescope. They peeked through a couple of times and saw, among other things, Molly in the Rainbow City and Michelle - or at least, someone or something that looks a lot like Michelle - in a barren landscape, looking very the worse for wear.
With the help of Molly (who he contacted immediately upon seeing her through the telescope) and the Umbral maps he'd liberated from Violet's lab, Skank discovered that he'd seen Michelle in Concordia. You know, where the Fae hang out? Well, it's not so much a thriving Umbral paradise right now; looks like the Wyrm finished that place off first. Molly has apparently made some kind of deal with the Changelings in order to get a map to a Trod leading straight there, though it'll obviously be hard going. Skank will likely ask about that later, but right now he's worried about her, among other things, calling him 'sir'. Apparently, her soul's been given something of a wrench while she's been away.
Right. Now I need to start up a Council session thread, kick the assistant ST who actually thinks that my Hollow City character's deed name really is "Dances-Skyclad-for-Singles" and possibly, if there is any, do some work.
I also have to stop staying up until about 2 am, but the conversations are worth it.
As far as MMORPGs go, I've decided on Final Fantasy. While I have friends who are into WoW, I decided to go for familiar territory and fewer bloody races. (Watch me wind up playing a TaruTaru.) I think they're selling the current package for £15 at GAME, so that at least saves me the trek on Amazon. It's still going to have to wait until next month because I'm pretty much skint at the minute. Bloody PSP. I'll admit I'm enjoying the ability to play games on the tube ride to work in the mornings, and never underestimate the therapeutic power of blowing the everliving fuck out of little pixellated worms, but I still blew way too much cash on that thing this month. Oh well.
I still have to sit down and do a proper Mage writeup at some point; I'm weeks behind. For column-writing purposes, though, this last one goes about as follows:
Gang got rounded up in magically messed-up Mini and driven down to main chantry headquarters. Discovered previously dead Cerebrus Constantine, a few high-ranking Nephandi, one barabbic Void Engineer and the Urge of Chaos. The nephandi went after Dawnie (we've figured out a way to differentiate between the Dawns! The Ascended one who's since become the Weaver is Dawn, the werewolf-mage destined to become the Wyld is Dawnie). The gang were kept away by a ward that kept anything but werewolves and Wyrmish things from getting through. Simple solution: Call on Grandfather Wolf. They got the Cockroach totem spirit, who offered them a choice between going in as Garou ... or going in as Ananasi. They chose the Spider-kin, now owe Elsa the creepy spider-gothette a whole mess of favours and got to run around as these half-man, half-spider things. It was a hoot until they pissed off the Maeljin Incarna, who set them to Frenzy. Unfortunately, Lucius was holding Dawnie at the time. Good times. Anyway, Constantine survived, but the Incarna ... not so much. Molly, who's apparently still keeping an eye, vaporised the Urge of Chaos. So I don't know what chaos is doing now.
So the Fearless Space Marines and kid mages were trying to pacify the city. Lucius asked about the Void Engineer barabbus and found out that a) he carried an antique telescope that Control accepted as an affectation and b) that he was good with explosives. Around that point, the Council chambers blew up. After picking themselves up, they decided to go hunt down the telescope in order to track down the VE's spirit. Due to a vast error in Entropy rote, they wound up not at the VE's lodgings, but on the lawn of an old man upon whom Skank seems to have modelled himself. In any case, he had the telescope in his possession and said that he would trade it for an old work of his that Violet was plagiarising and anything else interesting found in her library. Apparently, the telescope could see into the Umbra ... including the Deep Umbra ... without being detected. Bonus for our Wyrm-fighting heroes. So off they went to find Violet's lab.
After the procurement of a epiphling-stuffed teddy bear who'd been sent by the Furies to spy on Dawnie and Serena coming out of Lucius' head to play for awhile, they got into Violet Scheherazade's old study. This brought back many nasty memories for Skank, who remembered that she kept all the 'good' stuff in a sort of underground library ... which was shut, and could not be opened without certain of Skank's body fluids. She left that there just to fuck with him ... almost literally. Anyway, they got into the place and, besides some really disturbing *ahem* equipment, they found the books they needed ... as well as some useful additional reading matter - a self-writing dossier on Skank, and another on Dawnie. That done, they left and made the trade for the telescope. They peeked through a couple of times and saw, among other things, Molly in the Rainbow City and Michelle - or at least, someone or something that looks a lot like Michelle - in a barren landscape, looking very the worse for wear.
With the help of Molly (who he contacted immediately upon seeing her through the telescope) and the Umbral maps he'd liberated from Violet's lab, Skank discovered that he'd seen Michelle in Concordia. You know, where the Fae hang out? Well, it's not so much a thriving Umbral paradise right now; looks like the Wyrm finished that place off first. Molly has apparently made some kind of deal with the Changelings in order to get a map to a Trod leading straight there, though it'll obviously be hard going. Skank will likely ask about that later, but right now he's worried about her, among other things, calling him 'sir'. Apparently, her soul's been given something of a wrench while she's been away.
Right. Now I need to start up a Council session thread, kick the assistant ST who actually thinks that my Hollow City character's deed name really is "Dances-Skyclad-for-Singles" and possibly, if there is any, do some work.
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