spazzychic

Begins in two hours.



Lots of last second things aren't doing as I intended, but I am totally used to that now.

I have the Gogol Bordello song stuck in my head. Somewhere, in an alternate universe, I can pop my head up between cubies and yell "PARTY!" and the fiddle and drum will start. I also smell strongly of apple spice sweet candy doom since my several-year old megabottle of lotion exploded all over me (and the bathroom) this morning. I cleaned it as best I could and I hope it doesn't smell as strongly now as it did when I left.

I held an MT event at my house last night and furthered the rule that one must accept physical roleplay in order to be part of the Ratkin group. When someone got bored, they'd go poke someone else which got them swatted and before you know it business is being discussed in one place and there's a brawl happening on the other side. Perfect. ;) No unattended bags nor snack food was safe.

I'm feeling more excited about game now. I have a good group to roleplay with. :D I disappear back into the woods this weekend and will come back with stories.

Amber

( Cut for blinding geekiness. )

By now, 95% of anyone reading this is totally confused. Suffice then that a couple dear friends did something for me that made me squee all over. :D

Amber

I'm back from Mortal Tears. My one shot will turn into at least a 2 shot, most likely a character I play until the monsters get her. I brought in one type of character and ended up with something entirely different. I'm going to have to continue to brush up on my Spanish (and Latin, and 11th century Catholic Church traditions) and am glad to have some reason to put 5 cumilitive years of Spanish learning to use.

I am fried and pleased; too fried to goob too much but let me put it this way:

The power went out. I'm alone in the middle of a snow filled forest, lantern in one cold hand and a mug of Diet Mountain Dew Code Red in the other, looking for someone...anyone. The moon is shining down silver, and there's tons of shadows. I consider keeping some of my drink in case I need some blood to splatter in the snow. By the time I find someone, I am well and truely freaked out. o.o

This is the kind of game where I spent an hour or so alone in the church and in character because breaking it would have put me out of place. Some players come from CA to play. On a side note, my characters keep insisting on medding with the gods. What's up with that?

Made some allies, made at least one enemy, and made a lot of people giggle with linguistic hyjinks. You know what else? Tomorrow is GURPS and one of the players made an A W E S O M E character sketch set for me (zagumus, if I haven't thanked you enough, thank you thank you thank you!!!!!). I'm looking forward to getting my game on with a totally different personality. I am concerned because ever since I left my car in the snow and cold for a couple of days, there's been this really bad squealing when I start it and the service engine light is on. I don't have the monies for a broken car.

Amber

PS: Satan talks to fish and I left my head in my house.