
quibblemuch |
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How's everyone doing this fine Thorsday?
I'm excited. One of our group's players who had to take a year off for work & life reasons is finally able to come back! And we finished up Against the Aeon Throne in Starfinder successfully. While as a group we didn't care so much for the Starfinder system, the campaign itself was fun.
And now I'm going to GM Hell's Vengeance. It'll be weird... trying to REDEEM the characters instead of corrupt them... hmmm... my brain! It burns with the thought!

quibblemuch |
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DungeonmasterCal wrote:And what will he do when they buttonhole him after the game and demand to be taught the 'real magic'?I recommend starting them all off with reading Jack Chick's "Dark Dungeons" in an attempt to "scare the Hell out of them". Jus' sayin'.
Point to their index finger, quote "Willow", and run like hell.
The same thing I do whenever challenged in any way at all.

DungeonmasterCal |
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Limeylongears wrote:DungeonmasterCal wrote:And what will he do when they buttonhole him after the game and demand to be taught the 'real magic'?I recommend starting them all off with reading Jack Chick's "Dark Dungeons" in an attempt to "scare the Hell out of them". Jus' sayin'.
Point to their index finger, quote "Willow", and run like hell.
The same thing I do whenever challenged in any way at all.
This time *I* debeveraged. My new keyboard...

Haladir |
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DungeonmasterCal wrote:And what will he do when they buttonhole him after the game and demand to be taught the 'real magic'?I recommend starting them all off with reading Jack Chick's "Dark Dungeons" in an attempt to "scare the Hell out of them". Jus' sayin'.
Back in 1989, the president of my college RPG club bought a pack of 500 of the "Dark Dungeons" Chick tracts. We would hand them out as a club recruitment tool: "Come the the D&D club! We'll teach you REAL MAGIC!! ...And now not to be a loser like Black Leaf!"

Limeylongears |
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We had Campus Crusade for Christ in the town where I went to college, and they had a little war with the occult bookshop down the road from my old house. I heard firebombs were involved at one point, but a) I don't know if that's true, and b) if it was, it didn't work, as the shop was still operational while I was there, even if you couldn't go in, or see through the windows (since they'd boarded them up and painted the whole thing BLACK). I think they each spent most of their time recording prayers/curses on audio tape and winding them around lamp posts near one another's HQs.

quibblemuch |
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Today I learned the term gong farmer while reading book one of the Hell's Vengeance AP. I love this hobby. I also love the fact that, while I have had metaphorically s#!#ty jobs, I have never once had to be a gong farmer.

Haladir |
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There's a septic tank service company in my area called "Stinky's Septic Service." Their logo is a cartoon skunk carrying a shovel over one shoulder.
Their motto, painted onto all of their vacuum trucks is, "We're #1 in the #2 business!"
Oh... and gong farming made me think of a Twitter thread by Rob Donoghue of Evil Hat Productions who was musing about urban farming in a fantasy city. (Example is the city of Duskvol, the setting of the fantasy heist RPG Blades in the Dark.)

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quibblemuch |
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Having studied some economics, I can say "economics of a fantasy world" is redundant. :p
I did once have a vengeful drow villain whose master plan was to summon a vast amount of gold coin into the kingdom that had wronged her. Everyone thought it was awesome... until hyperinflation set in. The drow sat back and lived out the next couple centuries gloating at the economic ruin.

Haladir |
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Having studied some economics, I can say "economics of a fantasy world" is redundant. :p
I did once have a vengeful drow villain whose master plan was to summon a vast amount of gold coin into the kingdom that had wronged her. Everyone thought it was awesome... until hyperinflation set in. The drow sat back and lived out the next couple centuries gloating at the economic ruin.
I had hyperinflation set in once when adventurers slew an ancient dragon and hauled its trove into town...

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Pretty good, I s'pose, though I've only been up an hour and a half so all that could change lol. My son is on a ten-day-long road trip with his band so his gf "misses him" and uses that as an excuse to get blackout drunk then throw up for the first four hours of the day.
One of my friends and gaming group members came down to visit over the weekend, too. We hadn't seen each other in person in more than a year so it was good to hang out with her.
Yesterday was my dog Buster's 10th birthday, so he got all the treats and pizza crusts he wanted (and the steamed broccoli from my Chinese takeout. He loves broccoli). Today is a sort of winding-down from the rest of the weekend for us, which is just fine with me and th' dawg.

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Happy birthday to Buster! Woooo! Broccoli galore!
I haven't tried broccoli with the pups yet, but they have been enjoying watermelon season. Rehydrating AND delicious!
Buster doesn't care for watermelon, or at least didn't the last time I tried to give him any, which was four or five years ago. Rosie would eat it, but then again, she once ate a CD without any damage to herself at all. Her vet was pretty amazed.
A little background on me where watermelons are concerned. I grew up on a farm between Batesville and Cave City, Arkansas. I had a Batesville address and phone number but was on the edge of the Cave City school district, so that's where I attended school from beginning to end. Cave City (and yeah, I'm bragging here) can claim with good reason to have the tastiest watermelons in the state, maybe even the entire south. This year they'll have their 41st annual Watermelon Festival, which is a really big deal in the area. Cave City is a tiny town of fewer than two thousand people, but during the Watermelon Festival, its single stoplight is the cause of long traffic jams with all the tourists coming to the hoopla. It's pretty crazy.
So anyway, you'd think that growing up with "The World's Sweetest Watermelons" (It says so right on the sign as you enter the town, so it must be true) that every summer I'd make a pilgrimage home to stock up, but you'd be wrong. I used to LOVE watermelon. Cave City's watermelons are sold statewide in towns both large and small here, with people buying trailers full of them to resell elsewhere. There is even an actual sticker placed on them to verify their origin, and there was a big stink a few years ago over counterfeit stickers. So I could buy Cave City melons all summer long right here where I live now. But I really, really no longer care for them. I don't dislike watermelon now but I haven't had any in at least four, maybe five years. It's the same with chocolate or even beer; I just don't miss the taste of it. However, even if I never eat a Cave City melon (or one from anywhere else) again I will maintain to my dying breath that salt does not belong on watermelon, so anyone who waves a salt shaker over a slice deserves a special place in Tarterus.

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And for anyone interested in knowing more useless information about Cave City, Arkansas, our high school athletic teams were the Cavemen (with the female athletic teams called the Lady Cavemen, a name which even in the un-woke era of the time I hated).
Also, I was president of the graduating class of 1982. Thanks to the 2016 and 2020 presidential elections I have been unfriended by all but five of my classmates and had it made clear to me I wasn't welcome at future high school reunions. Even my best friend of 46 years has unfriended and blocked me. I'll just say that I politely but diligently supported someone other than Donald Trump. Go class of '82. Woo.

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Everything else aside, Lady Cavemen would be a fantastic punk band name. Five scrawny dudes, lots of screaming, safety pins, and mosh pit concussions.
Sorry people are being dillholes, Cal. It's really a shame that so many (regardless of the content of their beliefs) have become more invested in people who they'll never meet and who don't give a rat's ass about them personally, at the expense of connection those who are actually IN their lives and who might, if push comes to shove, actually give a crap.
Feh.
If anyone needs me, I'll be in the Quibblecave with my monkey butler.

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Let's see what was I doing on Sunday evening...
Right.
I was playing Ark, yelling at Monkey Santa the Return quite a bit for his really bad aim. (There might have been a mishap or two regarding the original Monkey Santa in that game.)
Then I had to stop doing that to actually do work for my new job, going through a long manual reboot procedure of three servers for one of our clients.
Then I threw Monkey Santa the Return into a corner and instead picked up Buckethead. Buckethead, in this case, is not a guitarist but rather an otter wearing a steel helmet. In Ark, otters help you keep from freezing to death. This was important.

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DungeonmasterCal |
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They could fling worse things than flame.
My gaming group consists of a horde of middle-aged eleven year olds. Saying the words "fling taint" would stop my game for an hour while I just waited for the giggles and taint jokes to wind down.
On a related note, I used to have a married couple in my group (we were friends before and after they participated but life got in the way of gaming). So anyway, during our second time playing in a really large, clean, and quite nice FLGS the wife got fed up with her husband trying to tell her how to play her character. She finally slammed her hand down on the table, causing dice and pencils to bounce a couple of times, and shouted, "Shut up before I kick you in the taint!" Steph is not a subtle woman. Of course, our table and everyone else around us exploded in laughter, even if they only heard her outburst and didn't know the context. We did get a gentle admonition from the store owner for language and such because there were also kids playing games at the time.

quibblemuch |
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Drejk wrote:They could fling worse things than flame.My gaming group consists of a horde of middle-aged eleven year olds. Saying the words "fling taint" would stop my game for an hour while I just waited for the giggles and taint jokes to wind down.
On a related note, I used to have a married couple in my group (we were friends before and after they participated but life got in the way of gaming). So anyway, during our second time playing in a really large, clean, and quite nice FLGS the wife got fed up with her husband trying to tell her how to play her character. She finally slammed her hand down on the table, causing dice and pencils to bounce a couple of times, and shouted, "Shut up before I kick you in the taint!" Steph is not a subtle woman. Of course, our table and everyone else around us exploded in laughter, even if they only heard her outburst and didn't know the context. We did get a gentle admonition from the store owner for language and such because there were also kids playing games at the time.
Yeah… same here. I was running a lovecraftian adventure with an “ancestral taint” recurring. I gave up on trying to build a horror atmosphere after the third outburst of snorts…