Damn you! Now I'm hungry.Come before It, my zombie friend. Know that It will accept you if you give your stomach to It. The Bacon Cheesburger will fill your gut, no longer will you need to feast on brains, never again will you desire the taste of other, lesser foods. Let The Bacon Cheesburger into your stomach and know true spiritul fufillment. I will pray for you my son...
Hahummmmmmmmmmmm Bacon.
Hahummmmmmmmmmmm Bacon.
Hahummmmmmmmmmmm Bacon.Mmmmmmmmmmm.... Bacon.
Damn you! Now I'm hungry.+1
I want to worship at the Alter of The Bacon Cheeseburger now, but it's nearly 2am.
hmmm.... Maccas around here all have 24 hour Drive Thru now...
The Bacon Cheesburger-less heathens of Oz have not yet learned of The Temple of Sonic, there can you worship The Bacon Cheesburger even at 2am. The Bacon Cheesburger does not know time, It knows no breakfast menu. Worship when you can my son, The Bacon Cheesburger will allways be ready when you are.
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Moorluck... I have another new General...
She's not too bad either. Let's see how long it takes me to get her to Level 4 like my other 29 Generals?
I saw her, I want her, take that however you want, but the wifey said I couldn't buy more favor points. I don't see how the hell I'm supposed to get these damn things with as stingy as the game hands out FP. :(
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I saw her, I want her, take that however you want, but the wifey said I couldn't buy more favor points. I don't see how the hell I'm supposed to get these damn things with as stingy as the game hands out FP. :(Moorluck... I have another new General...
She's not too bad either. Let's see how long it takes me to get her to Level 4 like my other 29 Generals?
Lailah LEVEL 1
One of the great Seraphims, Lailah was sent to watch over the humans of Valeria, to ensure that the balance is maintained. However, since Mephistopheles entered into this realm, she has taken up arms against the demonic denizens of the land.15 Attack
17 Defense
Special Ability: While equipped, increases Player Defense by 2 and increase Max Energy by 3.
I just do a lot of those Free Bonus things down the bottom of the Oracle Page.
Earlier tonight I got 6 Points for watching a 30 second ad for a Telephone Company (Optus) and another 3 for installing a McDonalds App (you may have seen the funny little Eccentric Face on my Wall).
I agree though. I think it sould be like VW, where you get one FP every time you Level.
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I saw her, I want her, take that however you want, but the wifey said I couldn't buy more favor points. I don't see how the hell I'm supposed to get these damn things with as stingy as the game hands out FP. :(Moorluck... I have another new General...
She's not too bad either. Let's see how long it takes me to get her to Level 4 like my other 29 Generals?Lailah LEVEL 1
One of the great Seraphims, Lailah was sent to watch over the humans of Valeria, to ensure that the balance is maintained. However, since Mephistopheles entered into this realm, she has taken up arms against the demonic denizens of the land.
15 Attack
17 Defense
Special Ability: While equipped, increases Player Defense by 2 and increase Max Energy by 3.I just do a lot of those Free Bonus things down the bottom of the Oracle Page.
Earlier tonight I got 6 Points for watching a 30 second ad for a Telephone Company (Optus) and another 3 for installing a McDonalds App (you may have seen the funny little Eccentric Face on my Wall).
I agree though. I think it sould be like VW, where you get one FP every time you Level.
I'll have to give some of those a shot. For now however I am going to play with the kiddies. You should get some sleep buddy, Mel is gonna kill you if fall out at the party tomorrow. ;)
mornin
I have no idea what Cornbread is and given I'm not a huge fan of any knid of Corn that's not in a Shell or a Chip then I'm not sure I'd go for it.
I believe it is called cornbread because it is made with cornmeal (and flour, salt, and baking soda, I think) I don't have a handy scratch recipe so I am just going to cheat and buy a mix.
Today some of my players learned a valuble lesson. Never brag that the DM can't come up with anything that can kill you if you don't want him taking it as a challange. And I did it with just an NPC party the same level as my PCs.
One time I had one of my players ask why I couldn't do something simple like put a goblin in the game, so I did but in a way that, somehow, the player who asked completely missed. Until after the game when the other players pointed it out to him.
I expect a book report about this thread in 15 minutes.Good morning, everyone. Sorry about yesterday, crappy week with stupid work stuff put me in a bad mood and I was misreading everyone. I'm doing better now that it's the weekend.
Now to catch up on what I missed. :)
The story begins in fictional St. Petersburg, Missouri, on the Mississippi River, sometime between 1835 (when the first steamboat sailed down the Mississippi[10]) and 1845. Two young boys, Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn, have each come into a considerable sum of money as a result of their earlier adventures (The Adventures of Tom Sawyer). Huck has been placed under the guardianship of the Widow Douglas, who, together with her sister, Miss Watson, are attempting to "sivilize [sic]" him. Huck appreciates their efforts, but finds civilized life confining. In the beginning of the story, Tom Sawyer appears briefly, helping Huck escape at night from the house, past Miss Watson's slave, Jim. They meet up with Tom Sawyer's self-proclaimed gang, who plot to carry out adventurous crimes.
Huck's life is changed by the sudden appearance of his shiftless father, "Pap the Ru-tard," an abusive parent and drunkard. Although Huck is successful in preventing his Pap from acquiring his fortune, Pap forcibly gains custody of Huck and the two move to the backwoods where Huck is kept locked inside his father's cabin. Equally dissatisfied with life with his father, Huck escapes from the cabin, elaborately fakes his own death, and sets off down the Mississippi River.
[edit]The Floating House & Huck as a Girl
While living quite comfortably in the wilderness along the Mississippi, Huck happily encounters Miss Watson's slave Jim on an island called Jackson's Island, and Huck learns that he has also run away, after Miss Watson threatens to sell him downriver, where conditions for slaves were even harsher.
Jim is trying to make his way to Cairo, Illinois, to get to Ohio, a free state, to buy his family's freedom. At first, Huck is conflicted over whether to tell someone about Jim's running away, but they travel together, they talk in depth, and Huck begins to know more about Jim's past and his difficult life. As these talks continue, Huck begins to change his opinion about people, slavery, and life in general. This continues throughout the rest of the novel.
Huck and Jim take up in a cavern on a hill on Jackson's Island to wait out a storm. When they can, they scrounge around the river looking for food, wood, and other items. One night, they find a raft they will eventually use to travel down the Mississippi. Later, they find an entire house floating down the river and enter it to grab what they can. Entering one room, Jim finds Pap lying dead on the floor, shot in the back while apparently trying to ransack the house. He refuses to let Huck see the man's face and does not reveal that it is Pap.
To find out latest news in the area, Huck dresses as a girl, calls himself Sarah Williams, and goes into town. He enters the house of a woman new to the area, thinking she won't recognize him. As they talk, she tells Huck there is a $300 reward for Jim, who is accused of killing Huck. She becomes suspicious of Huck's true gender, however; these suspicions are confirmed when she sees he cannot thread a needle. She cleverly tricks him into revealing he's a boy, and he manages to run off. He returns to the island, tells Jim of the manhunt, and the two load up the raft and leave the island.
[edit]The Grangerfords and the Shepherdsons
Shortly after missing their destination of Cairo, Huck and Jim's raft is swamped by a passing steamship, separating the two. Huck is given shelter by the Grangerfords, a prosperous local family. He becomes friends with Buck Grangerford, a boy about his age, and learns that the Grangerfords are engaged in a 30-year blood feud against another family, the Shepherdsons. The Grangerfords and Shepherdsons go to church. Both families bring guns to continue the feud despite the preaching at the church being on brotherly love.
The vendetta comes to a head when Buck's sister, Sophia Grangerford, elopes with Harney Shepherdson. In the resulting conflict, all of the remaining Grangerford males are shot and killed, and upon seeing Buck's corpse, Huck is too devastated to write about everything that happened. However, Huck does describe how he narrowly avoids his own death in the gunfight, later reuniting with Jim and the raft and together fleeing farther south on the Mississippi River.
[edit]The Duke and the King
Further down the river, Jim and Huck rescue two cunning grifters, who join Huck and Jim on the raft. The younger of the two swindlers, a man of about thirty, introduces himself as a son of an English duke (the Duke of Bridgewater, which the King later mispronounces as "Bilgewater") and his father's rightful successor. The older one, about seventy, then trumps the duke's claim by alleging that he is actually the "Lost Dauphin", the son of Louis XVI and rightful King of France. The "Duke" and the "King" then force Jim and Huck to allow them to travel on the raft, committing a series of confidence schemes on the way south, including the Royal Nonesuch, a crude "play" that angers the townspeople who were fooled into seeing it and forces the Duke and the King to flee the town and check if news of the Royal Nonesuch has reached a new town before attempting more schemes there.
As these schemes unfold, Huck sees the attempted lynching of a southern gentleman, Colonel Sherburn, after Sherburn kills a harmless town drunk (Boggs). Sherburn faces down the lynch mob with a loaded rifle and forces them to back down after an extended speech regarding what he believes to be the essential cowardice of "Southern justice," the lynch mob. (This vignette, which stands out as disconnected from the remaining plot, is thought to represent Twain's own contradictory and misanthropic impulses — Huck, the outcast, essentially flees from Southern society, while Sherburn, the gentleman, confronts it, albeit in a brutal, destructive fashion.)[11]
The Duke and the King's schemes reach their peak when the two grifters impersonate the brothers of Peter Wilkes, a recently deceased man of property. Using an absurd English accent, the King manages to convince most of the townspeople that he and the Duke are Wilkes's brothers recently arrived from England, and proceeds to liquidate Wilkes's estate. Huck is upset at the men's plan to steal the inheritance from Wilkes's daughters and actual brothers, as well as their actions in selling Wilkes's slaves and separating their families. To thwart their plans, Huck steals the money the two have acquired and hides it in Wilkes's coffin. Shortly thereafter, the two con men are exposed when two other men, Wilkes's true brothers, arrive. However, when the money is found in Wilkes's coffin, the Duke and the King are able to escape in the confusion, rejoining Huck and Jim on the raft. Upon seeing the Duke and King, Huck becomes very sad because he thought he had rid himself of the con men.
[edit]Jim's escape
After the four fugitives flee farther south on their raft, the King "captures" Jim and sells his interest in any reward while Huck is away in a nearby town. Outraged by this betrayal Huck rejects the advice of his "conscience," which continues to tell him that in helping Jim escape to freedom, he is stealing Miss Watson's property. Telling himself "All right, then, I'll go to hell!", Huck resolves to free Jim.
Huck discovers, upon arriving at the house in which Jim is being held, that the King has sold him in a bar for forty dollars. In a staggering coincidence, Jim's new owners, Mr. and Mrs. Phelps, are the Aunt and Uncle of Tom Sawyer, who is expected for a visit, and Huck is mistaken for Tom himself, and plays along, hoping to find a way to free Jim. Shortly after, Tom himself arrives, and pretending to be his own younger brother Sid, agrees to join Huck's scheme. Jim reveals the Duke and the King's involvement in the Royal Nonesuch before the two rogues are able to set their confidence game into motion. That night the Duke and King are captured by the townspeople, and are tarred and feathered and ridden out of town on a rail.
Rather than simply sneaking Jim out of the shed where he is being held, Tom develops an elaborate plan to free him, involving secret messages, hidden tunnels, a rope ladder sent in Jim's food, and other elements from popular novels,[12] including a note to the Phelps warning them of an Indian tribe stealing their runaway slave. During the resulting pursuit, Tom is shot in the leg, and rather than complete his escape, Jim attends to him and insists that Huck find a doctor in town to treat the injury. This is the first time that Jim demands something from a white person; Huck explains this by saying "I knowed he was white on the inside...so it was all right now." Jim and Tom are then captured and brought back by the doctor.
[edit]Conclusion
After Jim's recapture, events quickly resolve themselves. Tom's Aunt Polly arrives and reveals Huck's and Tom's true identities. Tom announces that Jim has been free for months: Miss Watson died two months earlier and freed Jim in her will, but Tom chose not to reveal Jim's freedom so he could come up with an elaborate plan to rescue Jim. Jim tells Huck that Huck's father has been dead for some time and that Huck may return safely to St. Petersburg. In the final narrative, Huck declares that he is quite glad to be done writing his story, and despite Tom's family's plans to adopt and "sivilize" him, Huck intends to flee west to Indian Territory.
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Today some of my players learned a valuble lesson. Never brag that the DM can't come up with anything that can kill you if you don't want him taking it as a challange. And I did it with just an NPC party the same level as my PCs.One time I had one of my players ask why I couldn't do something simple like put a goblin in the game, so I did but in a way that, somehow, the player who asked completely missed. Until after the game when the other players pointed it out to him.
Fortunately for my players I was merciful, when the all went down the NPC cleric stabalized them and they were taken before the other group's boss who let them go if they would perform a mission for her. Now they are going to have to live with that decision because they are trapped in the very town that they were sent to deliver an ultimatium to and the enemies are getting ready to strike.
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** spoiler omitted **...I expect a book report about this thread in 15 minutes.Good morning, everyone. Sorry about yesterday, crappy week with stupid work stuff put me in a bad mood and I was misreading everyone. I'm doing better now that it's the weekend.
Now to catch up on what I missed. :)
I didn't realize we had all of this in our thread. Interesting.
Good luck to your partner, CH. I hope he feels better, and you enjoy your visit to Buffalo.
Thing, those are some great stories.
Flash, have fun at the birthday party.
Red meat lovers, just to let you know, meat is murder. And I'm a big hypocrite, but I can live with it.
I didn't realize we had all of this in our thread. Interesting.** spoiler omitted **...I expect a book report about this thread in 15 minutes.Good morning, everyone. Sorry about yesterday, crappy week with stupid work stuff put me in a bad mood and I was misreading everyone. I'm doing better now that it's the weekend.
Now to catch up on what I missed. :)
It's all in the subtext. That and BttH.
Edit: I'm sorry, BttH is not subtext. My mistake.
Bummer David, sorry to hear about the snow. I guess it'll come here soon enough. :(The weather track that I have seen has this storm staying south, so it will more likely hit Mair, Heathy and those guys then you.
Let it snow!
If it's going to rain or ice, meh, no thanks.
I expect a book report about this thread in 15 minutes.Good morning, everyone. Sorry about yesterday, crappy week with stupid work stuff put me in a bad mood and I was misreading everyone. I'm doing better now that it's the weekend.
Now to catch up on what I missed. :)
Good morning, everybody. I don't need a book report (St Petersburg, eh?), but if anything happened yesterday on the boards that I should know about, I'd appreciate it.
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Good morning, everybody. I don't need a book report (St Petersburg, eh?), but if anything happened yesterday on the boards that I should know about, I'd appreciate it.
Well, a couple of us have had a lively, yet civil, continuation of the debate on Evil PCs up in the "Why can't we be Evil?" thread. It's been rather enjoyable to continue that debate.
I'm back from the store and I am in the process of fixing cornbread (from a mix, not homemade) in my new cast iron skillet.
Then, I will be off to the FLGS where I might be running d20 future despite not being ready at all. :(
Chili and cornbread should remedy that to an extent, however.
I'm back from the store and I am in the process of fixing cornbread (from a mix, not homemade) in my new cast iron skillet.
Then, I will be off to the FLGS where I might be running d20 future despite not being ready at all. :(
Chili and cornbread should remedy that to an extent, however.
You gonna eat that conebread?
I never knew murder tasted sooooooo good. ;)
Red meat lovers, just to let you know, meat is murder. And I'm a big hypocrite, but I can live with it.
But Remember The Book Of The Burger, Verse 124, page 38: "And lo did it come to pass that no beef used to make It, or pig slain to provide It, would be as murdered. For all beef and pig shall know It, and shall want nothing more than to become It, for The Bacon Cheesburger is to be consumed and worship placed upon It, by all creatures. Amen.
You gonna eat that conebread?I'm back from the store and I am in the process of fixing cornbread (from a mix, not homemade) in my new cast iron skillet.
Then, I will be off to the FLGS where I might be running d20 future despite not being ready at all. :(
Chili and cornbread should remedy that to an extent, however.
We will see after it finishes baking.
But Remember The Book Of The Burger, Verse 124, page 38: "And lo did it come to pass that no beef used to make It, or pig slain to provide It, would be as murdered. For all beef and pig shall know It, and shall want nothing more than to become It, for The Bacon Cheesburger is to be consumed and worship placed upon It, by all creatures. Amen.I never knew murder tasted sooooooo good. ;)
Red meat lovers, just to let you know, meat is murder. And I'm a big hypocrite, but I can live with it.
Yeah for murdering cows and chickens. Does that make me a sociopath?
Good morning, everybody. I don't need a book report (St Petersburg, eh?), but if anything happened yesterday on the boards that I should know about, I'd appreciate it.Well, a couple of us have had a lively, yet civil, continuation of the debate on Evil PCs up in the "Why can't we be Evil?" thread. It's been rather enjoyable to continue that debate.
What the heck. I joined in.
Bojangles!
Thing had some great stories from work. Lots of talk about red meat, but Freehold still wants to eat you. David tried to TPK his party he's GMing because they challenged him. :)
Vhy do people have theze recurring fantazies of conzuming Mairkurion?
They must vant to BE Mairkurion, and have adopted primitive zymbolik thinking.
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Yeah for murdering cows and chickens. Does that make me a sociopath?But Remember The Book Of The Burger, Verse 124, page 38: "And lo did it come to pass that no beef used to make It, or pig slain to provide It, would be as murdered. For all beef and pig shall know It, and shall want nothing more than to become It, for The Bacon Cheesburger is to be consumed and worship placed upon It, by all creatures. Amen.I never knew murder tasted sooooooo good. ;)
Red meat lovers, just to let you know, meat is murder. And I'm a big hypocrite, but I can live with it.
Do you put bacon on them? If so then no, it makes you a better person. ;)
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Bojangles!
I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you in worn out shoes
Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants, that old soft shoeHe'd jump so high, he'd jump so high, will he likely touch down ?
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was down and out
He looked to me to be the eye of age as he spoke right out
He talked of life, he talked of life, laughing slapped his leg stale
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
He said the name Bojangles and he danced a lick all across the cell
He grabbed his pants for a better stance, oh he jumped so high and he clicked up his heels
He let go laugh, he let go laugh, shook back his clothes all around
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance, yeah, dance.
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughtout the south
He spoke with tears of 15 years of how his dog and him but just travelled all about
Hid dog up and died, he up and died, and after 20 years he still grieves
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
He said I dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips
But most of the time I spend behind these county bars,Ocause I drink so bitO
He shook his head, yes he shook his head, I heard someone ask him, OpleaseO,
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance, dance, Mr Bojangles, dance.
Off to the FLGS. Later to all.
trying to get to 20k postsAll I can tell you Eric is, good luck :)
eh, meant the thread, lack of sleep, he he. See if thread can be killed.
Heh. I thought the same thing as Patrick did. Damn hive mind!
What the heck. I joined in.Good morning, everybody. I don't need a book report (St Petersburg, eh?), but if anything happened yesterday on the boards that I should know about, I'd appreciate it.Well, a couple of us have had a lively, yet civil, continuation of the debate on Evil PCs up in the "Why can't we be Evil?" thread. It's been rather enjoyable to continue that debate.
Its better than discussing the Male players playing female characters thing, he he.
Heh. I thought the same thing as Patrick did. Damn hive mind!
One of us, One of us, One of us, One of us...
eh, meant the thread, lack of sleep, he he. See if thread can be killed.trying to get to 20k postsAll I can tell you Eric is, good luck :)Are you trying to help us close this one down too? Get out of our playhouse dude, we don't want you here!!
I jest. Welcome to the party! :D
Actually, its "Welcome to the party Pal!"
Howdy, Eric.
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Taig, I don't think I'm fully following your Evil Question.