Yick

Apr. 30th, 2005 12:21 pm
thessalian: (inspired)
Skipped Angel, spent most of yesterday evening not moving. I feel better.

Plans for the day seem to include unspecified in-front-of-TV lunch and Evangelion marathon. Then writing.

Not exactly full to bursting with activity, but about all I'm up for at the minute.

Incidentally, people, where are my Mage write-ups, please?
thessalian: (inspired)
Got to game late. That was the first thing. I had the time wrong and my connections weren't great so I was a good 40 minutes late. Seems I save up all my "little bit early" moments to buy one massive chunk of "late" on the timekeeper's karmic scales.

Game was fun, as these things go. It was less Angel and more Location, Location, Location, but still a fair bit of fun. I got to set fire to a potential sniper's hair, but apart from that we didn't do much.

Then there was getting home. The game went on longer than expected and I figured the only course of action that would definitely get me home was to get to King's Cross by tube and then take the train to Enfield Chase. I figured the worst that would happen was that I only got the 1:06, which would at least get me home, if rather late in the evening. However, what actually happened was that I got to King's Cross to discover that the 1:06 train to Letchworth via Hertford North wasn't stopping between Alexandra Palace and Stevenage for some reason, and there would be replacement buses. Which was only going to add to the travel time, so I decided to find another option. My long-shot option at that point was to get the Piccadilly line to Oakwood and hope like anything that there was a really late bus. As it turned out, I arrived just in time to barely flag down a 307 that may well have been the last bus of the evening and get home. So all in all, it wasn't so bad, just altogether knackering.

And I suddenly realise that I will never ever have to do that shit again. Yippee. Too tired for true cheer, though. Gomen nasai.

[Edit: Oh, and I got the Resident Evil soundtrack I earmarked from [livejournal.com profile] angusabranson's massive sale thing. [livejournal.com profile] corone has my £5 and will give it to [livejournal.com profile] angusabranson the next time he's in Leisure Games, which should be this week sometime. He's more likely to be in there than I am, anyway...]
thessalian: (Default)
Well, that was fun. My pretty little firestarter went off on her own and did single combat with a skin-stealing Nazi demon ... and won. Just. (179 hit points and the little fucker still didn't go down! Jeez.) [livejournal.com profile] infernalfencer update coming soon.

Pre-game, had Night of the Uber-Bitch. Useful ventage ensued.

Had a bit of a chat with [livejournal.com profile] cholten99. Situation hasn't changed but I've had my vent about it and that, I suppose, is the main thing.

Cat is on crack.

Still waiting for [livejournal.com profile] kuo_li update. Muuuuuh!

Birthday presents from [livejournal.com profile] corone and Claire -- Bare Bones -- Conversations on Terror with Stephen King and a box of Godiva chocolates. Such sweeties. Thank you!

Pretty uneventful day all told, believe it or not.

[Edit: Also updated the Mage site a little -- last session's write-up is up and I found a far more suitable actress to serve as Elder Molly.]
thessalian: (cool)
I will be updating [livejournal.com profile] infernalfencer shortly (I only got in a half-hour ago and was telling [livejournal.com profile] 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 [livejournal.com profile] 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 [livejournal.com profile] 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 [livejournal.com profile] infernalfencer update until the bloody server stops being in read-only mode. Suck.]

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