Starfinder Society Developer
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Hey folks!
As I was nose-to-grindstone all day today, I believe I missed out on my opportunity to contribute to our end of year blog (my bad!). So I thought I would post here and send out my well wishes and fond thanks for all your support over the year.
As we go into the later half of the Year of a Thousand Bites, I'm thankful for all the support from the fans and the amount of Starfinder Society being played. Having been in some recent internal meetings, the numbers for Starfinder Society surprised even myself, and there's only more growing room for us as time goes on! The remainder of the season should prove to include some interesting twists and turns, with returns to some fan-favorite vistas from Season 1 and some entirely new areas of exploration. Also, don't worry, there'll be plenty of apple snacking along the way!
Anywho, I'll probably be less active in the coming days as I take some time to spend with family, work on some "super sekrit work projects" and generally take some recharge time by playing my favorite vidya games (currently Path of Exile).
Be good to one another. I wish each and everyone of you a safe and enjoyable holiday season.
See everyone in 2020!
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May you not have to savescum your run on Path.
As far as the holidays, there are so many of them that we didn't know we had before, and I think that makes us stronger and healthier rather than weaker and divided.
In that vein, may this season bring tranquility and harmony to the Self.
May the wisdom and knowledge we've gained this year be carried forwards, to enlighten others on their own paths foward in life.
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twas the night before lifeday
and all through the loci
not a creature was stirring
not even ysoki
The blasters were hung in the lockers with care
in the hopes of arming a nine foot tall bear
Starfinders where nestled all snug in their beds
while Ziggy pumped star sugar heart love
right into their heads
Luwazi in her 'kerchief, sipping night cap,
looked over missions for mysteries to unwrap
When down in the cortex arose such a clatter
We sprang from our beds to see what was the matter
Away to the window I flew like a flash
and groaned as I spied the small form of Datch
The moon on her fur like the new-fallen snow,
as she slipped down into the tunnels below
When what to my wondering eyes did appear
But a case of Calden Cayden brand beer
With a note and an apple from that little tick
I knew in a moment it must be a trick
More rapid than eagles her emails they came,
promising fortune and glory to sign on your name
"Now finders, dear finders" said that little vixen
"I have a proposal just give it a listen"
Though I suspected the beer had come from our kitchen
"I'm not master torch, there's no need to brawl
there isn't a reason we can't all play ball"
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So down to the pavement the starfinders they flew
With dashkos and curve blades to run the rat through
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of 8 laser woofs
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
they all started to howl, a cacophonous sound.
they opened their mouths and the photon output
left our armor all tarnished from ozone and soot
A bundle of data Dash flung on her back
And she looked like a pedler just opening her pack.
Her eyes—how they twinkled! her dimples, how merry!
Her cheeks pouches stuffed with bombs shaped like cherry
Her droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the fur on her face was as white as the snow;
The pin of a pipe bomb held tight in her teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled her head like a wreath;
We all hit the deck and dove down on our bellies
expecting the air to ignite like gelignite jelly
I got played like chump, said goodbye to the elf
despite thinking datch would never doom herself
A wink of her eye and a twist of her head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
She spoke not a word, but went straight to her work,
And downloaded archives, then turned with a jerk
And laying her thumb aside of her nose
turned on her jetpack, to the atmo she rose.
she sprang to her ship, to her team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew chewing Bob (who's now gristle)
But I heard her exclaim, ere he flew out of sight—
“Happy lifeday to all, and to all a good night!”
