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As The World Falls Down...
Apr. 24th, 2007 08:16 pm...the party fragments and insanity creeps ever closer.
Sunday's LARP had a huge amount of plot development that was disseminated to a party that was in dire need of more members of Team Poke It With A Stick to collate it. Instead, it was received mostly by Team Hit It With A Stick, and it gave Team Poke It With A Shock Lance a really bad day.
Speaking with a voice that claims to be a force for nature was interesting, especially given what it promised him and what it asked in return, and I thought this was shaping up to be a really very successful day.
However.
Nimbus is not a fan of magic. This comes as a result of his god being a purely natural water deity (the EQ pantheon, where all my characters gods come from, has a triumvarate of arcane water gods in addition to Karana). More so than your average druid, he has a problem with magic in all its forms. When faced with innately magical sprites, he clams up quite a bit, even from his starting point of not particularly open. When forcibly transported to an enchanted forest, under a cloudless sky, via his own mana, he gets the inkling he shouldn't have got up.
It gets better.
Only way home? Through another magical portal. Druid refusing to go near it? No problem! Just have your party half orc pick the dumb fuck up and throw him through it! Genius! He's mad anyway - not like he'll notice it or anything...
Seriously, by the time Nimbus got home, his mind was so far out in left field it was sitting in the cheap seats and drinking a beer. With the lack of cloud cover, he wasn't all there to begin with, and being assaulted at all sides by magic just made it worse. All of a sudden, the voice he conversed with while a communing with his god sounded a much more reasonable force for good in the world than who he was wandering around with. It'll be a cold day in hell before he trusts any of that party as far as he could throw them, or be thrown by them, again.
He did stuff when he got back. I'll wait and see what Ruth and Dave say as to how he comes out next time. It might be a slightly different Nimbus a few weeks from now, which may be a better or worse roleplay experience. Who knows what goes on in that mind...
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In other news...
I found a pair of glasses in (really, in the pan of) the gents toilets at work today. Someone obviously got angry while reading the paper. Also, someone who is almost entirely computer illiterate managed to print more than thirty copies of something because it was the wrong paper size for the printer, and she couldn't understand why when she pressed print like this, just like this, it didn't work. Then she had hysterics (the bad kind) when presented with a small rainforest worth of paper. All go at HMRC.
Sunday's LARP had a huge amount of plot development that was disseminated to a party that was in dire need of more members of Team Poke It With A Stick to collate it. Instead, it was received mostly by Team Hit It With A Stick, and it gave Team Poke It With A Shock Lance a really bad day.
Speaking with a voice that claims to be a force for nature was interesting, especially given what it promised him and what it asked in return, and I thought this was shaping up to be a really very successful day.
However.
Nimbus is not a fan of magic. This comes as a result of his god being a purely natural water deity (the EQ pantheon, where all my characters gods come from, has a triumvarate of arcane water gods in addition to Karana). More so than your average druid, he has a problem with magic in all its forms. When faced with innately magical sprites, he clams up quite a bit, even from his starting point of not particularly open. When forcibly transported to an enchanted forest, under a cloudless sky, via his own mana, he gets the inkling he shouldn't have got up.
It gets better.
Only way home? Through another magical portal. Druid refusing to go near it? No problem! Just have your party half orc pick the dumb fuck up and throw him through it! Genius! He's mad anyway - not like he'll notice it or anything...
Seriously, by the time Nimbus got home, his mind was so far out in left field it was sitting in the cheap seats and drinking a beer. With the lack of cloud cover, he wasn't all there to begin with, and being assaulted at all sides by magic just made it worse. All of a sudden, the voice he conversed with while a communing with his god sounded a much more reasonable force for good in the world than who he was wandering around with. It'll be a cold day in hell before he trusts any of that party as far as he could throw them, or be thrown by them, again.
He did stuff when he got back. I'll wait and see what Ruth and Dave say as to how he comes out next time. It might be a slightly different Nimbus a few weeks from now, which may be a better or worse roleplay experience. Who knows what goes on in that mind...
_____________
In other news...
I found a pair of glasses in (really, in the pan of) the gents toilets at work today. Someone obviously got angry while reading the paper. Also, someone who is almost entirely computer illiterate managed to print more than thirty copies of something because it was the wrong paper size for the printer, and she couldn't understand why when she pressed print like this, just like this, it didn't work. Then she had hysterics (the bad kind) when presented with a small rainforest worth of paper. All go at HMRC.
