Doug Millington-Smith (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
magicaddict) wrote2007-01-15 07:55 pm
magicaddict) wrote2007-01-15 07:55 pm
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...of working six days a week. Both my parents do it, and complain about it, and I have decided in three weeks flat that I'm damned if I'm going to as well.
I used to enjoy weekends - the joy of getting up at gone midday and doing nothing all day, before going to bad late as I felt like and being able to get up whenever I needed to to be able to get to the LARP on time. It didn't matter if I'd been to bed at four or five, I could get up at nine with no trouble whatsoever because I'd had thirteen hours sleep the previous evening. I do so hate having to live reasonably, and working on Saturdays means I have had to. The PhD won't get done any other way, but if Emma wasn't around to make it all better it would be having a fair crack at ruining my life for the moment. Her presence makes this this is a pointless rant, but thanks for listening anyway.
I might actually hand Keiran another chapter tomorrow. This is cause for celebration.
So, Sunday's LARP. Well, yes. Hoo-bloody-ray for original plot - you wait ages for any, then the Shire and these games come along at once. The vision in order to create what went down last week and will go down next Sunday is obviously fantastically far and wide, particularly with how long it's been building to a conclusion, though I do have the odd fear about the future (and no, that isn't a pun). Hopefully next week will show them to be unfounded paranoid ravings I am becoming fairly famous in my own head for experiencing. People seemed to enjoy themselves, a lot must have being done very right indeed.
Considering the people in the player party, I don't think they were pushed that hard as far as usage of stats was concerned - certainly some people didn't appear to get hurt all day - but there's always next week to kill them, and a fair number of them got enough roleplay to make up for it in spades. To be continued...
Under the cut, the answers to the personality quiz.
1. My family home is in...Droitwich Spa. One of the biggest open prisons in the country.
2. I have...no siblings. Couldn't you tell?
3. My high school was...The Royal Grammar School, Worcester, and a right dive it was, too.
4. I have A-levels in...chemistry, german, maths and economics.
5. For which I scored...B B B C, respectively.
6. For two years I was a member of the school first team in...general knowledge. I captained it for one of those years.
7. I would recommend my high school to...no-one whatsoever. Any place that attempts to pretend that suicidal students don't exist in order to maintain their reputation doesn't deserve a catchment.
8. Moving on from home, my undergraduate degree was gained at...Bristol.
9. I spent the entirety of said degree as a resident of...Wills Hall. Beautiful place.
10. I was allowed to stay there for three years because...I organised everything under the sun and was willing to work sixty hour shifts over summer ball weekend. I was one of about four who managed to stay for the duration off the back of that. The rest of the thirty-odd returners did something less substantial, like helping me organise things.
11. Dinner on Friday evenings was normally eaten...in evening wear, served silver by waiting staff in black and white. BYO wine. Words cannot express how cool it was.
12. I got so drunk I had to be carried back TO my hall room...three times, all for different reasons and only one of them bad. Note the deliberate mistake in the question that cunningly threw some of you.
13. My hall warden was...the Don, Big D, the Godfather, the legend that continues to run wild that is, and always will be, Donald Shell.
14. Moving on, I came to Bath to study for a PhD under the supervision of...Prof. Keiran Molloy, who I managed to get off on precisely the wrong foot with when I dropped a joke about how Birmingham smelled from twenty miles away, to find out that he hails from there originally and is a staunch West Brom fan. Oh well.
15. I was first persuaded to check out the BLADES website by...Matt the Hat. To be fair, he couldn't remember the URL during the parade demonstration so told me to Google "Blades Bath LARP", but it's close enough.
16. With BUSMS, I have won an individual performance award for my portrayal of...Jud Fry. I hated the role, and still do, but got the biggest pop of the night and other people obviously appreciated it. Still waiting to play a romantic lead.
17. My lab caused the evacuation of the chemical research building...by a labmate setting off a stink bomb. A flask of dimethylthiol down the sink, to be specific. Our side of the building was saturated within fifteen seconds, and the evacuation began after twenty.
18. In all LARP systems I have played, the number of my characters who have permanently died stands at...four. Daenaram caught the business end of a ghoul, Vaexarius killed himself before the asylum guards did it for him, Rhinyn was spaced by void elementals and Henry (Crooked House) was voodooed into zombiehood in time to be burnt (un)alive by the party.
19. My first ever tabletop roleplay character was called...Vorik Artresse, Lord of Highkeep, in Elizabeth's Amber game. He he helped strip another PCs NPC father down to his underwear and threw him in a dungeon.
20. Finally, sitting in a cupboard in my room in UEH are several thousand...Magic cards, from between Dark and Tempest, with the exception of one Unlimited mountain (which predates the tap symbol), one Antiquities and a couple of Legends.
I used to enjoy weekends - the joy of getting up at gone midday and doing nothing all day, before going to bad late as I felt like and being able to get up whenever I needed to to be able to get to the LARP on time. It didn't matter if I'd been to bed at four or five, I could get up at nine with no trouble whatsoever because I'd had thirteen hours sleep the previous evening. I do so hate having to live reasonably, and working on Saturdays means I have had to. The PhD won't get done any other way, but if Emma wasn't around to make it all better it would be having a fair crack at ruining my life for the moment. Her presence makes this this is a pointless rant, but thanks for listening anyway.
I might actually hand Keiran another chapter tomorrow. This is cause for celebration.
So, Sunday's LARP. Well, yes. Hoo-bloody-ray for original plot - you wait ages for any, then the Shire and these games come along at once. The vision in order to create what went down last week and will go down next Sunday is obviously fantastically far and wide, particularly with how long it's been building to a conclusion, though I do have the odd fear about the future (and no, that isn't a pun). Hopefully next week will show them to be unfounded paranoid ravings I am becoming fairly famous in my own head for experiencing. People seemed to enjoy themselves, a lot must have being done very right indeed.
Considering the people in the player party, I don't think they were pushed that hard as far as usage of stats was concerned - certainly some people didn't appear to get hurt all day - but there's always next week to kill them, and a fair number of them got enough roleplay to make up for it in spades. To be continued...
Under the cut, the answers to the personality quiz.
1. My family home is in...Droitwich Spa. One of the biggest open prisons in the country.
2. I have...no siblings. Couldn't you tell?
3. My high school was...The Royal Grammar School, Worcester, and a right dive it was, too.
4. I have A-levels in...chemistry, german, maths and economics.
5. For which I scored...B B B C, respectively.
6. For two years I was a member of the school first team in...general knowledge. I captained it for one of those years.
7. I would recommend my high school to...no-one whatsoever. Any place that attempts to pretend that suicidal students don't exist in order to maintain their reputation doesn't deserve a catchment.
8. Moving on from home, my undergraduate degree was gained at...Bristol.
9. I spent the entirety of said degree as a resident of...Wills Hall. Beautiful place.
10. I was allowed to stay there for three years because...I organised everything under the sun and was willing to work sixty hour shifts over summer ball weekend. I was one of about four who managed to stay for the duration off the back of that. The rest of the thirty-odd returners did something less substantial, like helping me organise things.
11. Dinner on Friday evenings was normally eaten...in evening wear, served silver by waiting staff in black and white. BYO wine. Words cannot express how cool it was.
12. I got so drunk I had to be carried back TO my hall room...three times, all for different reasons and only one of them bad. Note the deliberate mistake in the question that cunningly threw some of you.
13. My hall warden was...the Don, Big D, the Godfather, the legend that continues to run wild that is, and always will be, Donald Shell.
14. Moving on, I came to Bath to study for a PhD under the supervision of...Prof. Keiran Molloy, who I managed to get off on precisely the wrong foot with when I dropped a joke about how Birmingham smelled from twenty miles away, to find out that he hails from there originally and is a staunch West Brom fan. Oh well.
15. I was first persuaded to check out the BLADES website by...Matt the Hat. To be fair, he couldn't remember the URL during the parade demonstration so told me to Google "Blades Bath LARP", but it's close enough.
16. With BUSMS, I have won an individual performance award for my portrayal of...Jud Fry. I hated the role, and still do, but got the biggest pop of the night and other people obviously appreciated it. Still waiting to play a romantic lead.
17. My lab caused the evacuation of the chemical research building...by a labmate setting off a stink bomb. A flask of dimethylthiol down the sink, to be specific. Our side of the building was saturated within fifteen seconds, and the evacuation began after twenty.
18. In all LARP systems I have played, the number of my characters who have permanently died stands at...four. Daenaram caught the business end of a ghoul, Vaexarius killed himself before the asylum guards did it for him, Rhinyn was spaced by void elementals and Henry (Crooked House) was voodooed into zombiehood in time to be burnt (un)alive by the party.
19. My first ever tabletop roleplay character was called...Vorik Artresse, Lord of Highkeep, in Elizabeth's Amber game. He he helped strip another PCs NPC father down to his underwear and threw him in a dungeon.
20. Finally, sitting in a cupboard in my room in UEH are several thousand...Magic cards, from between Dark and Tempest, with the exception of one Unlimited mountain (which predates the tap symbol), one Antiquities and a couple of Legends.
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Personally, I'm pretty sure I picked up a Steal Life 20 from almost every single monster that was capable of them, and a Fire Dart 16, Combust 8, Ice Dart 16, Steal Life 20 from the last uber mage, whilst others wimped out with Double Weakness and Paralysis, or one dart. Thank the Three for power armour...
And working weekends, any part of or the entirety of, sucks majorly. My sympathies.