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I'd Expected So Much More...
Jul. 27th, 2006 02:36 pm...one of many choice phrases that ooze disdain and came into use last night.
Jon's abyssal exalted game kicked off in earnest yesterday, as the characters actually exalted and tested out their new powers. Highlights include (apologies for those who don't live in Bath and have no idea what the references mean):
Blowing the doors off Bath Abbey as two characters tried out their crypt bolts on targets of opportunity.
Gratuitious maiming of gofficks to include coat shredding, multipoint bone breaking, throwing fifteen feet in the air and the removal of eyes, replaced backwards so the target can truly cry on the inside.
Breaking up a lock in at The Livingstone by breaking down the door, wrapping a pool cue around one of the patrons heads, tearing the throats out of two more and stabbing the remaining two in the back of the neck.
Putting the sales staff at Shrinking Violet on hangers and advertising them at knockdown prices before actually paying for greatcoats.
Walking into Arcania carrying a sword, making it pop out of existence and proclaiming, "now that's magic".
Causing three patrons and the barman at the Huntsman to spontaneously combust, and telling the police on the end of the phone that they'd be called back soon.
Next week, we might get round to doing actually doing something, rather than being bored and committing random acts of violence. My guy's already pimped out another member of the party to a vampire who preys on students around the Green Park Tavern - got to test out this theory that we can out-vampire vampires in the blood drinking stakes.
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I was stopped on campus today by a random guy who said he loved my t-shirt, asked for some of my coffee, asked to see my office, shook my hand, asked to borrow my phone, accused me of trembling all over, told me to go look at his website, said there's more to come and offered me a listen to his mp3 player.
Damn, I appear to have forgotten the URL. That's a shame - I'm sure it was worth it.
Evanescence's new album is available for preorder on Play. They haven't carried on with what I'd hoped they'd do and put more Origin songs on their latest release as they did with Fallen, but it does mean they'll be touring in the not too distant future.
The problem with talking to three separate customer services people about a problem you've had with an online order is that when it's sorted out, each of them sends you the complete set of confirmation emails (order confirmed, order picked, order packed, order dispatched). Hotmail is swimming in identical correspondance.
I am currently producing colourless, homogenous gloop and calling it results. I love chemistry sometimes.
If anyone knows why there may be a smell like death's little brother in the downstairs area of our house, any suggestions would be appreciated. It's not the bin, washing machine, tumble dryer, fridge, freezer, carpet or sink, and isn't particulary powerful, just very noticeable when you first walk in. Any ideas?
Jon's abyssal exalted game kicked off in earnest yesterday, as the characters actually exalted and tested out their new powers. Highlights include (apologies for those who don't live in Bath and have no idea what the references mean):
Blowing the doors off Bath Abbey as two characters tried out their crypt bolts on targets of opportunity.
Gratuitious maiming of gofficks to include coat shredding, multipoint bone breaking, throwing fifteen feet in the air and the removal of eyes, replaced backwards so the target can truly cry on the inside.
Breaking up a lock in at The Livingstone by breaking down the door, wrapping a pool cue around one of the patrons heads, tearing the throats out of two more and stabbing the remaining two in the back of the neck.
Putting the sales staff at Shrinking Violet on hangers and advertising them at knockdown prices before actually paying for greatcoats.
Walking into Arcania carrying a sword, making it pop out of existence and proclaiming, "now that's magic".
Causing three patrons and the barman at the Huntsman to spontaneously combust, and telling the police on the end of the phone that they'd be called back soon.
Next week, we might get round to doing actually doing something, rather than being bored and committing random acts of violence. My guy's already pimped out another member of the party to a vampire who preys on students around the Green Park Tavern - got to test out this theory that we can out-vampire vampires in the blood drinking stakes.
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I was stopped on campus today by a random guy who said he loved my t-shirt, asked for some of my coffee, asked to see my office, shook my hand, asked to borrow my phone, accused me of trembling all over, told me to go look at his website, said there's more to come and offered me a listen to his mp3 player.
Damn, I appear to have forgotten the URL. That's a shame - I'm sure it was worth it.
Evanescence's new album is available for preorder on Play. They haven't carried on with what I'd hoped they'd do and put more Origin songs on their latest release as they did with Fallen, but it does mean they'll be touring in the not too distant future.
The problem with talking to three separate customer services people about a problem you've had with an online order is that when it's sorted out, each of them sends you the complete set of confirmation emails (order confirmed, order picked, order packed, order dispatched). Hotmail is swimming in identical correspondance.
I am currently producing colourless, homogenous gloop and calling it results. I love chemistry sometimes.
If anyone knows why there may be a smell like death's little brother in the downstairs area of our house, any suggestions would be appreciated. It's not the bin, washing machine, tumble dryer, fridge, freezer, carpet or sink, and isn't particulary powerful, just very noticeable when you first walk in. Any ideas?
