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After A Little Biting Of Fingernails...
Mar. 17th, 2006 01:46 pm...Impractical Magic are through to the finals of the S-Factor.
Singing Come What May, complete with blocking and spangly costume, our scores were:
Voice (Technical merit and volume): 7 8 9
Performance (Audience Clapometer): 8 9 10
Style (Artistic Impression): 9 9 9
Total: 78
This brought us in third of six, behind Stu & Suzanne on eighty-one and Take This on eighty-six. The final doesn't bode well - I had thought that CWM would have been an absolute banker and certainly up there challenging with the best this semi had to offer. To be fair to Greg and the rest of his quartet, they did put on a fantastic performance with lots of good touches, but it is a lot easier to garner support when you are four reasonably attractive guys in suits smiling at the girls than when you are a Julie & Ludwig style duo singing in harmony with each other. My prediction for the finals - fourth or above would be nice, but on the basis of what is scoring well, avoiding last will be an achievement.
My dice have arrived, and upon making thirty weaponskill (my best stat) checks I gained myself thirteen successes, which is considerably better than the six or seven from forty that I managed last week. They look and feel nice too - somethig about metal dice that says business.
Twenty-four hour weekend is upon us, and the fabled troll hunt makes it appearance. I still have to discuss ideas for this with Nat, but if I have anything to do with it, the players will need to go and change their trousers way before we begin (yes, even you James), and I don't think I'm giving away too much by saying that.
Working on the backstory for my White City guy is turning into something of a relaxation session for me - the history is writing itself and is shaping him up to be a really strongly defined character, if with more of a Guy de Glastonbury kind of roguishness rather than a Sir Wilfred Death kind of one. If I can get just one character to refer to him IC as "Mad, bad, and dangerous to know" with a smile on their face, my work will have been well and truly done.
Right. Now to try and finish the days work in the truncated day I have left. Got to pack yet...
Singing Come What May, complete with blocking and spangly costume, our scores were:
Voice (Technical merit and volume): 7 8 9
Performance (Audience Clapometer): 8 9 10
Style (Artistic Impression): 9 9 9
Total: 78
This brought us in third of six, behind Stu & Suzanne on eighty-one and Take This on eighty-six. The final doesn't bode well - I had thought that CWM would have been an absolute banker and certainly up there challenging with the best this semi had to offer. To be fair to Greg and the rest of his quartet, they did put on a fantastic performance with lots of good touches, but it is a lot easier to garner support when you are four reasonably attractive guys in suits smiling at the girls than when you are a Julie & Ludwig style duo singing in harmony with each other. My prediction for the finals - fourth or above would be nice, but on the basis of what is scoring well, avoiding last will be an achievement.
My dice have arrived, and upon making thirty weaponskill (my best stat) checks I gained myself thirteen successes, which is considerably better than the six or seven from forty that I managed last week. They look and feel nice too - somethig about metal dice that says business.
Twenty-four hour weekend is upon us, and the fabled troll hunt makes it appearance. I still have to discuss ideas for this with Nat, but if I have anything to do with it, the players will need to go and change their trousers way before we begin (yes, even you James), and I don't think I'm giving away too much by saying that.
Working on the backstory for my White City guy is turning into something of a relaxation session for me - the history is writing itself and is shaping him up to be a really strongly defined character, if with more of a Guy de Glastonbury kind of roguishness rather than a Sir Wilfred Death kind of one. If I can get just one character to refer to him IC as "Mad, bad, and dangerous to know" with a smile on their face, my work will have been well and truly done.
Right. Now to try and finish the days work in the truncated day I have left. Got to pack yet...
