the girly who shall end all girls

i am not a side-scroller fan, but i can't stop grinning as i play Robot Unicorn Attack.

Hunter game is still running. my character is in an interrogation room at the police station, covered in drying blood. they found her in a house with two dead cops and a guy in a coma. A's been shot and his ambulance has crashed...

this would have been cooler if my phone had actually sent it on Sunday night.

last night was our first saga edition Star Wars game. pirate A is the GM, and asked to meet at our house for the central location, the table, and the nearness of important things like sources of beer and caffeine.

i was a little nervy about the whole thing. um, every other person involved works in the industry. it's not my first time in this situation, but each time is like the first outdoor swim of the season, with the dread and the physical shock before the pleasure. and a pleasure it was. the saga version of the D20 rules are a snap to play, and the standard character sheets are designed with care in a way that lets the "roll-playing" happen quietly under the roleplaying, with a surprisingly small amount of rifling through the rule book for the first use of a system. A handled pacing well, and a party of six was not as unwieldy as i feared. we fell into roleplaying decisions and relaying info in character like we'd been meeting weekly for years. slick. we ate all the beef stick, but the apple slices went first. (still slightly stunned at that one.)

i will try to not blither about my character. but i need to come up with a name for my ship, which i may or may not be able to get out of the spaceport. i'm afraid A let me have it to start because he planned to take it away all along...



and no, jilted players, i have not forgotten about the D6 game that stuttered to a halt months ago...but C has a lot on his plate and the pirates were highly persistent in pursuing this one :(

i would like a Star Wars mini, human female scoundrel with a blaster. i'm pleased to paint her up if she's the same scale as the current plastic ones that WotC puts out. (images of a painted model, or unpainted that is a large enough picture for me to see what the hell the mini looks like a big plus. ebay does not seem to be good for this.)
any leads appreciated.

since i don't know where the graph paper pad is right now, this is a goodness.

graph paper pdfs, including hex grids and other specialized forms.

i ate really well today. C and i had omelettes made by the multitalented frabjousdave for breakfast, and then played video games (for my part, badly) until our thumbs ached and we had to go over to Pierce's for barbecue. Pierce is an excellent cook, and he shares my love of pork and fine tea. there was much pleasantness - stories of Lake Geneva, knives, fedoras, and the birth of the mythos of superhero Monkey Brown and his arch-nemesis Carpet Li. we're going to continue our exploration of fine pork product in the future, Pierce and i. there were perhaps too many pictures taken after Satin insisted C or me drink more and C claimed the car keys. i want to see the ones with the hats.

i think i've never done a poll. some of you are pretty new or i haven't seen you nearly enough this summer and i know there are a few that read me but don't list me as a friend (which is cool with me, BTW), so let's connect. i'll respond here without attributing you, or via email if i don't think it's appropriate. let's go.

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Woke up today feeling a little toxic. I slept hard last night and late into the morning.
I still didn't feel great at the end of the day yesterday but i was climbing the walls, so I got C to go with me to Easy Street and the other used place. The other used place was pretty worthless. Easy Street yielded Laura Love's Octoroon. I didn't know that she was local. Sigh. So many things I loved back in PA came from Seattle. Fingers pointing me west, plucking me west wether I knew it or not.
Rented Angel of Darkness, still being betrayed by muscle memory. The new control system is pretty good, it just requires a gentler touch and less keystrokes than I'm used to, and the training is part of the game, so I kept sending Lara to a bloody death when I just wanted to line up for a jump. Oh, and they actually tell you when you're close to something you can interact with, so there's a lot less trial and error. And stealth mode is fun. I'll have to start checking in with Stella for tips.
I finished A Storm of Swords yesterday and am desperate for reading material. C passed me a White Dwarf to amuse me for a while, and I remain frustrated an perplexed as to how they paint the damned faces. I don't need to know the content of the paint mix, I need to know how they can distinguish and control paint in such tiny areas. You can stick an elf head inside the circle bits on the underside of a lego. How do you lowlight cheekbones on a face that small?