[Waggles eyebrows at Madame Sissyl]
You invited a polymorphously perverse goblin into your lap?!?
[Rest of the post censored]
I haven't read them yet, so I can't attest to their awesomeness or speak to their being among my faves, but this weekend, while running around Boston doing commie shiznit, I was able to pop into a used bookstore and scored the complete Atlan Saga by Jane Gaskell, which has been on my "track down and find" list for a couple of years now.
They've all got hawt, semi-naked chicks on the cover...
James Tiptree, Jr.! Still has an award named after her, methinks.
Read The Gold Bug and Other Tales of Mystery which wasn't very difficult at all since I had already read most of the tales in The Raven and Other Writings. But it was a pretty neat collection for kiddies with illustrations for $2 at the convenience store, and I couldn't resist it.
The Female Eunuch is not nearly as interesting as I had hoped, valiantly fighting, as it does, 1971-era misogynist tropes against women. I almost stopped reading on principle when I ran across the second section entitled "Soul".
But I did learn, emancipated ladies, that if you haven't tasted your own menstrual blood, you're faking it and, fellas, if they aren't helping you to figure out how to get them off, they need some women's lib.
She also points out that women considered sexually desirable by lower class males tend to be curvy and chubby. I wonder if this is middle-class feministspeak for I like big butts and I cannot lie...
Honestly, I thought I, Claudius had a hotter Livia Drusilla (Sian Phillips) than Rome (Alice Henley)
No disrespect to Ms. Phillips, but I disagree.
Wait, which one? Cause you just described every woman in the thing,
I hate to be shallow, but, so far, only Messalina has made me, um, stand to attention.
Also, which of the hawt sexy chicks in Rome wasn't a manipulative, psycho biznitch?
This is an excellent point, although IIRC, Octavia was a pretty good girl throughtout the show. Don Juan de Doodlebug, of course, doesn't mind if his girlfriend goes to orgies and smokes hyssop.
Well, friends, I am trying to get to perfect PC land, but I haven't got there yet.
In my campaign, the party, sentenced to a Galtan gualg, is being preyed upon by a brutal prison gang called the Savage Nation. I know that two of my players are planning on attempting to unite the other prisoners against SN and take them out as a prelude to their long-term plan of pulling an Attica.
So, among the Sczarni criminals and bandits and oppressed religious minorities that I drew up to flesh out the other prisoners, I decided to write up some chickenhawks: Vlad, Dimir and Nabokov.
I've decided that, in order to get these three prisoners' assistance and loyalty, the party must undertake a quest to clear the showers of the thugs who torment the skinners and thereby earning them three 1st-level warrior allies.
I swear, when they get out of the camp, I will make sure and put in lots of positive gay families to balance out my sins.
"The Dubai-based actor, photographer and poet (SWOON!) was one of the three men who were deported from Saudi Arabia because authorities deemed them 'too handsome' and worried that women would lose their minds, tear their clothing off and throw themselves at their feet."
Happens to me all the time.
I was kind of interested in checking out his Why Is Sex Fun?, but I was so bored by Collapse I never got around to it.
Finished Accelerando. It was pretty neat. I'm not sure I can say I understood everything that was going on in it, but I understood enough to be impressed. I also hope I die before the Singularity. Thanks for the recommendation, Comrade Curtin!
Moving on to Germaine Greer's The Female Eunuch as recommended to me, aeons ago, by Comrade Dwarf. It's funny, because one of my oft-quoted Gore Vidal quotes runs--
Spoiler:--and the chapter headings for FE runs: Gender, Bones, Curves, Hair, Sex, The Wicked Womb, etc. But it ends with a chapter entitled Revolution and is already name-dropping Trots and International Socialists in the preface, so I'm sure I'll have a good time.
"In effect, the girls are all writing the same book. Each does a quick biological tour of the human body, takes on Moses and St. Paul, congratulates Mill, savages Freud (that mistake about vaginal orgasm has cost him glory), sighs over Marx, roughs up the Patriarchalists, and concludes with pleas for child-care centers, free abortions, equal pay, and--in most cases--an end to marriage. These things seem to be well worth accomplishing."
And now, speaking of women's liberation, I wonder what Caligula is up to...
I had her move to Lepidstadt to continue her studies at the University. When the party caught up to her, she got into a relationship with Lodi Carene, halfling summoner and stud. Later on, Shel Lupescu, from the module Feast of Ravenmoor also showed up, looking for revenge against the party who had killed her parents. Being an evil minx, she snuck into the party's midst by striking up a threeway relationship with Lodi and Kendra, which might be a tired and insulting trope but is also hawwwwwt!!!!
Unfortunately, the game ended before I could have Shel show her true colors.
Then there was the one time the party was moving going from Ravengro to Lepidstadt, and I rolled a nymph on the random encounter chart.
So Lodi Carene, halfling summoner, had his rainbow-colored, flying horse eidolon, Samantha, out scouting ahead when he lost all mental contact with her. "Yeah, but I can tell she's still on the plane, right?" he said pointing at the Core rulebook. "No," I bullshiznitted for the sake of the story.
So, he runs up ahead, looking for Samantha and runs into HAWT NAKED NYMPH sitting on the side of a waterfall, talking into some language he doesn't understand to his eidolon. The eidolon says something back in the same language (we never really explored the fact that she could talk) and the nymph was all like, "Hmm, this dream creature says she belongs to you...intriguing." Anyway, Lodi had a wicked high Cha (18?) and his player went for it, and next thing you know, Samantha's cavorting in the pool while Lodi's getting ridden within an inch of his life!
Anyway, at this point, the rest of the party has caught up and they hear Lodi screaming, so they're trying to be sneaky, but Tramora blew his Stealth roll and the nymph, startled in her throes of passion, lost control of her suppressing her blinding Lodi. Lodi failed his save, and so, never realized that his new found lover was kicking his friends asses! Nymphs are tough!
Anyway, the fight was wicked epic, but I won't bore you with the details. Suffice to say, there was a summoned elemental at one point, and all kinds of other crazyness but it ended with all of the males in the party blind and Avianna Silverplume knocked unconscious. Nymphs kick ass!
Eventually, this bedroom farce was settled, but, alas, the nymph could only cast cure blindness once per day. Fortunately for Lodi, she took him into her pandimensional cubbyhole of weird time differences and hawt sex and they petted away the next four days.
A series of Performance checks and Fortitude saves later, and indeed, Lodi was rewarded with the nymph's inspiration in the form of a lock of her hair which came in handy with its +4 Will save bonus.
Lodi, with his new +4 Craft bonus, fashioned it into a cock ring.
In my game, lots of people get laid.
It started out because my original home game was made up of 5 aging ex-hipsters who would get together on Saturday nights and smoke tons of weed and then play D&D. And we loved improving crazy ass shiznit, and inevitably the guys would get back to town and have some coin to spend and they'd go looking for some chicks.
Except for Sir Piter the Pious, who was, of course, a paladin. He stayed away from gambling, wine and women and lived only for the thrill of battling evil and the joy of helping others. But this one time, Sir Piter the Pious was escorting a nun of Madriel across the Scarred Lands. I wish I could remember her name (Sister Alyda?) but anyway, they had a particularly narrow escape from some orcs living at Durgeddin Keep and when they finally got back to town, their nervous anxiety and years of sexual repression got the better of them and they did it in the stables like livestock. It was hawt! Anyway, I had intended on a little bundle of joy showing up on Sir Piter's doorstep nine months later, but, alas, he retired the character before then and then, later, the party all got killed in a temple of Chardun by a serpent golem and a facestealer.
Anyway, that's not at all about homosexuality. Hmm. My character Cricket the Sexy Goblin Druid is gay and he got some wicked awesome play in Kirth Gersen's sadly defunt play-by-post. The Crimson Masque isn't really bisexual so much as he's polymorphously perverse.
Okay, I have to fess up. I am running a negative stereotyped lesbian NPC in my current game which is set in a Galtan gulag. I know, it's wicked bad, ladies, but there was no way I was going to run a prison game without having the party run into Ilsa, Harem Keeper of the Gray Gardeners!
But, I do apologize, LGBT crowd, for not including positive homosexual characters in my game (I'm not sure Cricket counts) and am adding Kiss of the Spiderwoman to my Netflix queue to redress some wrongs.
Yours for the revolution,
My boy Set standing his ground against the JJJP tagteam of designer awesomeness makes me proud.
Hey, Set, I've got this awesome idea, check it out:
you come up with the awesomest Pathfinder game you possibly can--DM's choice:Golarion or Scarn--and I'll deliver a table of players that can accomodate your schedule AND I'll buy you hummus and tabouli and all that other weirdo crap you like!
We play in short bursts on a week day morning at the Relentless Dragon--it'll be like all of that D&D drought disappeared...
I'll even write the Campaign Log.