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my first semester i did well then the second work got really late at night and i was a mess. doing java on no sleep didnt work for me.
I crapped out.
i used to typically get call ins at midnight which was good but the new er doc started calling me at 3 am, and i couldnt sleep when i got home because it was daylight and so i was up until noon, trying to do homework in a zombified state so my schedule jacked me.
then id get rested after a day or two, and the assignment/test/whatever would be due and i didnt have any time to do it or couldnt do it cos my brain couldnt function to do the work.
i never called the school just saw an f and threw in the towel.

nothin planned for the next month re gaming, but getting to where i might do somethin; had lots of brainstorms and crap.

Yeah, not a lot of chatter going on. I hope Heathy's semester is going well.

I failed like a motha fukka.

doin ok though; got lots of work at least.
movin out of my house; kinda bin busy.

nothing castastrophic to report.

Take care, Raggy. I can't speak for Heathy-daughter's injury, but I have seen a number of people with displaced fractures where surgery is the common method of getting everything into the correct position that it heals correctly.

And let's not discuss having to re-break the bone because it healed wrong the first time. Makes me queasy thinking of it even though the poor person is out cold when it's done.

*shudder*

Yeah; she had 3 pieces broke off, and they had to pin them back in place. Fun weekend that was.

I....will return one day.

It won't be very soon though.

lol (or not) my daughter broke her arm two weeks ago; needed surgery; I'm so far behind. Didn't get a lot of studying done. There's always something that effs me up studytime wise.

whatever.

Right on. Off to study.

I doubt you're the x factor, helaman...I just got too much on my plate.

Hello,

I think I'm going to take a hiatus for a while from pbp.

I have so much crap to do that when I get free time I'm a zombie and can't hardly function, or I spend a long bit figuring out what the hell is happening and every time I get back into it, guess what: it's time to flake off again for a week.

In the future when I seem to be able to be involved with this form of gaming in some sort of fruitful way I'll let everybody know and see what/where/when is good to pick up the pieces and go on.

But, I am at least putting my pbp games on hiatus for the nonce.

Hello,

I think I'm going to take a hiatus for a while from pbp.

I have so much crap to do that when I get free time I'm a zombie and can't hardly function, or I spend a long bit figuring out what the hell is happening and every time I get back into it, guess what: it's time to flake off again for a week.

In the future when I seem to be able to be involved with this form of gaming in some sort of fruitful way I'll let everybody know and see what/where/when is good to pick up the pieces and go on.

But, I am at least putting my pbp games on hiatus for the nonce.

This sorta/almost came up with me; one of my players was like "how do I get my wife involved in gaming/is there a low level game anywhere;" I was like "lol....I'd invite her to ours but we're 17th level..." and everybody agreed that that was kinda too much.....

Which made me sad because that would've been awesome.

I'd let her play and get her bf to tell her what/how to do if it comes down to a cheesy logjam because she's new or whatever, until she gets her feet under her.

Also, tell everybody that that's what is happening beforehand so nobody gets cheesy about it.

This sorta/almost came up with me; one of my players was like "how do I get my wife involved in gaming/is there a low level game anywhere;" I was like "lol....I'd invite her to ours but we're 17th level..." and everybody agreed that that was kinda too much.....

I think 5th or 7th level....I'd try that there.

heh heh

Something to do with "you stay alive rabbit....I don't need no more kids..." which makes no sense.....

He heads north for a good mile or two, hopping 30 feet in the air intermittently like some John Carter of mars Buggs Bunny cartoon.

He reaches a river. More like a canal, for it has a perfectly straight bank on both sides; it's a good 1/4 mile across this river. There's another squared off piece of real estate on the other side.

He's talking to a guy with a little fording barge up ahead.

Huzzzah!!!!

Then I drew little arrows or "v's" as it were to point to the wall where the secret door is.

You can see him, speeding off towards the north really fast.

You smell a campfire perhaps, something burning to the west.

Oh look.....I found a bag of Fritos irl!!! nomnomnom.....

Just for clarification; the secret doors are on the walls the green squares adjoin, and not the floor or anything.

also, there's three secret doors in this room. I've made them as green squares.

"Whatever happened here, they were not after the Count's possessions. This seems quite nice and tidy. Wouldn't you agree, Mr. Drood??"

N'Kai then approaches to the center of the room and casts a simple spell Detect Magic , focusing on the suits of armor and anything he deems important.

[dice=Spellcraft] 1d20+12

none of it is magic.

The halberds, though....both are masterwork. Both are adamantine.

The armor is serviceable masterwork full plate as well.

it's like crap like this everywhere. A whole forest worth.

lol....I ment that for the other game......heh heh.....were all mad here!

it's like crap like this everywhere. A whole forest worth.

Looking around, "A memory eludes me. A memory of a land such as this..." And it's nothing from the mind of Lewis Carroll, either. Flatland, I believe?

Never heard of it; am wikipediaing it now.

I'm tweaking off of Looking Glass and watching my son play Minecraft. Don't worry; I won't straight adapt a video game into DnD.....I can't understand Minecraft anyway....

It is "three dimensional," though......it almost looks scuplted by a groundskeeper, but.....there's too damn much for one guy or even an army to have done with gardening shears.

"Squaresville, man. Real Squaresville."

Exactimundo.

omg. after I typed all that, it spun real slow and took 30 seconds to post. Scary, after a long post.......

Entering AA6,

this opens into a dining room. A fireplace on the north wall is flanked by two suits of armor, holding halberds.

There's a long wood table, with one place made (i.e. forks, spoons, a plate) at the head of the table to the east.

The walls are adorned with paintings; mostly landscapes, of different places in the world. One has some egyptian looking pyramids with a caravan of camels; one has a waterfall; one has some mythological gods doing god stuff in classical style (kinda stuff Michelangelo or El Greco woulda painted if his universe had Pharasma instead o Jesus or Hercules or whatnot). Then there's a few nice vases on pedastals from the Orient.

Whatever else is up with Caromarc, he has pretty decent taste in art you can fathom.

Nobody sees anything untoward in any of the thus far described rooms.

It gets bigger, until it is a land with a horizon. You stand on firmament. All the trees and bushes are cut as if into square patterns.

There is grass, it seems uniform. Everything seems uniform here.
Squares, and angles, and triangles, but not curves.....

heh heh

you can see a ball of something growing bigger as you head toward it via the wind tunnel. It looks kinda like a soccer ball i.e. divided into squares, and it gets bigger and bigger. It's not a ball; it's too big.
More like a moon floating in the night sky.....a moon divided into a square grid pattern.

The cow goes 'moo.'

U8.....leads to a lardor, and to the north of the lardor is a kitchen, with big metal ovens and the like.

Edwin sees nothing of interest.

You step into the hole.

You're falling down a vortex, like the Tardis in Dr. Who.

You see a milk cow, lazily spiral around you, as you go.

You guys going?

map

The door opens into a hallway; two doors on the north wall, then it turns left with a door on the east. Past that you can't see much from the doorway you've just opened.

Edwin definitely sees that the closet is bereft of coin or peril.

Rholf stands up, shaking his head. "Should we cram this thing back into the closet?" he asks as he takes a peek inside the space the thing burst out of...

Perception: 1d20+6 Oh joy.

There's nothing else of interest in the closet.

At the appearance of ElganEagle, he definitely hauls rabbit butt through the rabbit hole, and is now gone.

"I don't know. Can you make me faster, or time slower? That it does, Mr. Miller. It keeps on keeping on. Can you make me fly like an eagle?"

"I could go either way. It could be interesting even though the man-hare seemed more than a little... off."

"Off? What do you mean 'off?' Oh.....this is disconcerting!!!! What to do? Damned if I do?"

"Er mebbe rabbits iz all jest a little off in deh hed.

The rabbit looks at Elgan; "wu.....what have you heard?" he asks nervously.

Aethor puts it out of commission.

end of combat; 300 xp each.

One of its scythelike claws twitches a bit, then nothing.

Edwin; Nkai; Rholfy have attacks still coming.

Rholfy hits, but doesn't seem to do much to it.

"Not to you perhaps.....oh, why do I bother?...." he galumphs towards the hole in the shrubbery, and is through it.

And it's fun,.......still nada...

"When the clock strikes four, everyone stops for tea!!!!

Because, I'm late!!!" he starts revving up to head for the hole in the tangled brush.

So, Leik, Edwin, Nkai, Rholf have attacks still, and Rholfy still has an aoo to boot.

Still somewhat disoriented by the thing's last blow, N´Kai silently thanks Lady Brightfoot for her spell, then swings at the construct again...

[dice=+3 scimitar AoO] 1d20+13
[dice=damage]1d6+8 Not going anywhere with those rolls...

The scimitar connects, but doesn't do much this go.