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I have started tossing ideas around in my head for that... ranging from the ridiculous to the saddest. Want me to make some proposals to you in a PM or here? It may be more fun for the others if it's a secret. Although if it's a sad misadventure then it won't be fun for anyone. Maybe he comes back with a scar across his eye, and a new name "Lord Fighterfoot!". lol
Thanks DM good to be back. Shanya, I've no doubt you helped ease the sting of loss when Bugsby departed. Or maybe they just slept on a rock and woke up with cricks in their backs. :) As for returning... I really enjoyed playing Bugsby and would prefer to keep him if possible. This is one AP I have never GM'd or even read much about so I have very little idea of what I've missed. I think there's a point where the party travels into another... world or something right? So maybe the group is inaccessible to Bugsby at this point? I'll do what makes the most sense as far as a new character or Bugsby returning, but as I said, I'd like to keep the little rascal if possible.
I'd say yes, Fatherdom has stabilized as much as fatherdom can. It was never just fatherdom anyways, it was that along with all the other RL stuff piled on at the time. Thankfully all facets of RL are much more relaxed for me these days, thus my feeling confident to come back to the boards. Now it's all about pbp load management for me, I just need to be careful not to bite off so much it'll make things difficult again. I'm currently GMing 1 game, and playing in 1 more (which has a fairly relaxed posting pace). Committing to this game with Bugsby I believe will be well within... acceptable parameters. Just lapsed into Star Trek speak for some reason, but the point stands!
Heyeveryone! Sososossosososososossososssssssoooooo gladtoseethegame'sstillgoing! Ijustdon'tknowhoweveryonesurvivedthislongwithoutme! Divineinterventionormaybeoneofyouinheritedmyluckystreak... lol Seriously though, so awesome that game's still going and with such a tight group and really great GM. Really props to everyone. Ankih was lost to the dark depths of no-more-posts-land eh? Always a sucky way to go. So thinking of allowing Bugsby back in eh?
Welcome Rangi! I'm the slowest poster of all lately. Glad you're on board! Keeping the game moving is best. Agreed! FYI, I got put on probation at work about a week and a half ago, and have been in a bit of a fight to keep my job. Yikes! That's taken up a lot of my RL lately, long hours, early mornings, short lunches, etc... I'll be back with regularity as soon as I can. But I will pop in as much as possible in the meantime.
Hey all! Work has really kicked me in the kibblits last week, and this week will likely be no different. Plus someone thought it'd be a good idea to start my MBA program... which has started so I'm doing some fast tap dancing. I'll get back in here as soon as possible. I also hope Mez is doing alright!
Might I suggest using Firefox with image blocker Add On. Then composing posts in a simple text-based program. I've used notepad to write messages, it looks innocent enough to the casual observer, then quickly hopping onto Paizo using firefox (with images blocked) and posting the pre-composed message? I've also copy and pasted posts into Notepad (again using firefox w/images blocked) so as to reduce the time the browser is open. ... It's not devious, it's clever!
Bugsby was watching closely as the husband and wife reunite, a wistful expression on his face. As they turn back to the group Bugsby feels a twinge of disappointment, "Oh, youmaycontinue." he suggests to the couple.
Dang! Having people watch me over my shoulder drives me nuts. Even thinking someone might be watching over my shoulder drives me bonkers.
Bugsby nods long with Ankih in joint-commiseration, but his eyes are far away and he speaks with a strange sort of longing, "Yes... that must have been terrible." He then quivers a little and seems to shake whatever thoughts he was having -out of his head. "Wellthen, letsburntheplacedown, enoughdoomandgloomeveryone!" He takes a deep breath of moss-musty air, and coughs unexpectedly, "Whocanbesadwhenlightingthingsonfire, eh?" he asks around his coughs.
I do groan when it comes to combat, but only because I feel like Bugsby is out there going, "Protoplasm! - Protoplasm! - Protoplasm! - Protoplasm!" with a grease thrown out there occasionally. I think I understand what you mean Lana, even though I haven't felt that way too much myself... Maybe you're expecting hoping our party of heroes handle combat a little more... heroically perhaps? Is that along the same vein of what you're feeling?
Bugsby reaches quickly into a pouch to retrieve his oil flask, but then remembers just as quickly that he has a momento of the moss monster stashed inside. "ToobadI'msavingthis..." He proclaims awkwardly to the group, turning around and heading the opposite direction.
Thanks for the heads up on the moss, but it didn't really bother me that it went a bit long. As a pbp GM I mess up all the time, probably more than I realize, and just chalk it up as part of the game. I am having a great time, Bugsby is probably my favorite character to play, and the group is great. I've been feeling a bit disconnected lately, but that's 100% on me and my inability to get to the boards as much as I'd like. I think we have a great set of folks here, definitely including our GM, and am as happy as a happy clam. As for damage, we don't hit hard that hard, but I don't know if it means we need to adjust the game. I feel like we're more of a character/story driven group than combat anyways, so I'm not bothered. When we all die a horrible death at the hands of a too-tough monster... ask me this question again. :)
The gnome sits on the ground, pondering deeply for several long moments, and then stands up with an apparently brilliant discovery, "Aha!! Itmeansyouhavebeenpsyonicallylinkedwiththemossesspouse, fartotheeast, andmustonedayseekherout. Areyoufeelingmoreromantictowardsmossbychance? Thiswouldsupportmytheory!" That settled, the gnome starts moving towards the cave, a gleeful expression of curiosity on his face.
Bugsby assists the others cleaning up Kalt, and tries to surruptitiously slip some of the moss into his oil flask for study later. It's not that he's trying to be deceptive, but he doesn't want to worry his companions.
That attempted he sidles up close to the recovering brother, "Kalt, thisisveryimportant. Whatwasthatlike? Areyouhungryfordirt? Doyoufeeldrawntowardstheeastatall?"
Bugsby keeps his distance as Kalt falls unconscious. He pulls out his lone flask of oil, and removes the stopper, sniffing exuberantly as the aroma within wafts upwards, 'Weneedmoreofthis?" he asks hopefully.
My money is on it dying immediately... :O
Bugsby frowns as he considers the dangerous but bizzare scene before him, "You'retheworstmossI'veeverseen!" he declares and tries to cast daze on it with a whirling of small fingers covered in the green glow of the gnomes magic.
He tries to discern anything of magical import about the dying moss even as he sends out the daze spell.
Sorry for your loss Ankih. Also folks, my in laws have been town all last week and will be this week. I'm just trying to get rid of them at this point. So I can have more free time to post and walk around in my underwear again. ;)
Bugsby lets out a little squeak of delight as the third scroll is passed over to him, accepting the magical writings carefully with both hands. He gazes a moment with unvieled excitment at the scroll then turns those bright eyes to Lana, unconciously hopping in place with barely restrained eagerness. "Oh!oh! Letmeguess." and he scrunches up his face in thought for a moment, "It'llgivemeathirdeyewhichshootsicicles!? No,wait... It'llturnmyhandsintopirahnnas!? Nono, it'llmakeitsomy --deadlynoisesofunknownorigin-- lightonfire!?" He clasps the scroll tightly to him, "Whichwhichwhich!??" he cries inquiringly.
Fatherdom x3 is busy! I'm happy to say my wife and I made another good one. I'm excited for when the days (nights) of collic (sp?) are over. I was happy that Bugsby got to jump off the tower, thanks for that snippit of Bugsby flavor Mez. But who was responsible for keeping his eyes from getting scratched out? I feel like that should have been someone's job while I was gone.
Good advice Lana, I will definitely use it. Thanks Ankih! I am back... I think! Status pending evaluation ;)
No no, a duel does make the most sense. :)
Is this a bad time to say "Howdy"? :) Hey guys, I started posting on the boards a few days ago, and got the two games I GM up and running (slowly). Honestly the 500+ gameplay and 180 or so Discussion thread posts had me a little daunted. I thought 'no way those groovy guys posted 500+ times without Bugsby!' But you did. I'm now caught up on the discussion thread. If you've got a replacement already I understand, I have been out for 6+ weeks. If Bugsby's not replaced then I'd like to worm my way back into the game. *He bows
Just checking in and saying I'm still alive. Between recovering wife and new baby my time has not been my own. I hope you don't have to replace me, but I've been gone awhile and if you're losing patience I understand. Things are slowly, SLOWLY normalizing for me though.
Baby was born yesterday! Finally! I haven't even been on Paizo since my last message, too much going on and wife needed lots of help and work on top of that was smothering. But now the baby is out! woohoo! Everything is smooth sailing from here on out! ;) I got a week off of work now and plan on catching up and getting things rolling again right soon. Baby Stats for those interested:
18 hours in labor 8 lbs , 6 ounces
Baby and mom are doing great! 75 posts to read in gameplay! Nice!
No baby yet but two false labors.... ugh (my wife is mucho prego, fyi). So work is sapping my will to live these days, and my wife can't sleep and I'm having trouble getting onto the boards. Please be patient as I try to get myself some wiggle room to post. You are not forgotten!
"Whatacatch! ...You'dofthoughtthey'dmoveslower." he observes even as he tries to understand what they're facing
Relaying anything he recalls to the group, he moves back around the door in an effort to hide, peeks around the door frame and launches a crossbow bolt.
Walking along with the others, the gnomes thoughts are clearly far far away... and likely very very high as well. He's eyeing the vials and bright eyes full of glee. But Bugsby takes a step back at Kalts warning, stuffing the vials into his pack and scans ahead with his magic, searching everywhere and keeping one eye on the statues.
Bwahahaha. I want to order that book just so my wife discovers it in the mail. 'Honey! A package came for you... I'll just open it up to see- WTF DID YOU BUY!?' lol
Bugsby eyes the potions of featherfall eagerly, and immediately begins looking around for a cliff, "Oncewe'redonewiththetoptower, doyouthinkIcould..." and bounces one such potion in his hand thoughtfully.
Bugsby delights in his discovery with the key and the vials, tossing the trinkets over his shoulder in disinterest as the vials are new and exciting.
Bugsby breathes out in relief that Avora got the thing off her face. He moves to the plant things side with a small knife, poking and prodding at the creature in fascination. "It'samaneater!" he points out in disgusted fascination.
Bugsby gasps in horror as the monster leaps to her face, visibly recoiling in disgust, "Getitoffofher!!" he screams shrilly.
Glad you didn't disappear forever!
Bugsby grimaces as he wipes his mouth, spitting in disgust. Apparently throwing up is not one of the things he wishes to study. Collecting his small frame he moves into the room and tosses a protoplasm towards the creature, trying not to hit any of his friends around it.
Bugsby points back towards the recently closed kitchen door, "Somelittlegreythingbackinthere. Hesaid, - 'Go away! Get Out! Begone or I’ll put you in a stewpot! Tasty stew, not good for beggers, BEGGERS! Go, go, go! Maybe they wants something to eat! No, bad intruders! Go away!' orsomethinglikethat. Iforgetexactly." He shrugs without much concern, "Hedidn'tlikeusverymuch."
Bugsby shivers, quivers and shrugs at the sudden compulsion nearly overtakes him, but in the end he just shrugs, apparently just fine. "ThatwastheleastfriendlygnomeI'veevermet!" he comments as they move to the area north of the library. He continues his magic searching. GM: He would have detected magic in the kitchen as well, but if you'd rather not retro it, no worries.
Bugsby steps forward confidently, jabbering a similar string of sounds back at the cook, gesturing and pointing all the while. Gnomeish: "Hello friend! We're not hungry actually, though it does smell absolutely swell in here! So NO food for us, thanks. I'm Bugsby and these are my friends. What's your name?"
Bugsby frowns up at the grisly horned head, not wanting to accept the most likely explanation. He turns away and follows after the others, eyes hard. He starts casting detect magic, leery of illusions which seemed to get used a lot their last visit.
Sorry guys. Works been a killer and my wife's nearly ready to pop out another kid (aka= understandably needy) and free time has gotten scarce. Please bot as needed and thanks for the patience.
Bugsby stops as the others make their own preparations, snatching a few glowing globs from the air and quickly gathering them in his hands till it's a substantive size. He carefully hangs the glowing mess in the air next to him, dipping his hands in it and smearing it all over his small frame. As he does so, a shimmering outline of magic armor remains behind, fading from sight a few seconds after forming. When he's finished with himself, he holds up one hand with glowing magical goo, "Anyoneelse?"
Bugsby struggles along after the others as quickly as he can, his heart in his throat imagining the worst for poor Gil. "HoldonGil! We'recoming." he whispers to himself as he hustles after the others.
Bugsby hugs the two wands tightly, suddenly filled with a deep sense of love for the healy sticks. When he arrives, he holds his hand high and jiggles his new prize for all to see, "Look! Wands!!" After handing the CLW to Ankih for safekeeping, he smiles at the others, "Well, shallwegotkillsomemorewitches!?"
Sven, you assume CORRECTLY! (emphasis added)
Ok, sounds sensible. How much are you contributing?
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Prot from Elem costs 429
Grand total 4669 With me, Ankih and Sven we can get all but the Lessor Restoration wand. Unless Lana and Kalt want to contribute enough for the LR wand, I say hold off for now. Thoughts?
What's RoP & CoP?
Once translation help arrives Bugsby is able to quickly locate some items he's been keeping an eye out for... in this frozen land of white. He hefts two wands, the more charged of the two CLW options, and the wand of Endure Elements. "These'lldo. What'sthedamages?" he asks, eyes growing a bit wide at the price, but he bites his tongue -littering clamping it down between his teeth- and fishes out the required amounts. He gives the wand of lesser restoration a longing glance, but knows his purse won't cover it.
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