Context: Playing Broken Worlds, the Kill Six Billion Demons tabletop (not the post-apocalyptic one), our group saved my hometown from a big bad beastie and there’s a city-wide party. –our initiative rolls are 2d6+mod–
DM: Okay you got drunk and found our sleeping quarters, what do you do next?
Beggar: I seduce the mayor’s assistant because she caught my eye earlier.
*rolls 11+2 initiative*
Beggar: Awww yeah I’m gettin’ some!
DM: *hands me 2d6 again* Good initiative. Roll for the pussy.
Beggar:…what? But I just rol-
DM: Roll. For. Da p00sy.
Fated: OH MY GOD DUDE YOU JUST GOT HER PREGNANT
DM:………….mark experience. You have a permanent +3 modifier for the next quest……
And now I have to come up with children characters for the sequel campaign because I rolled too well on da p00sy!
ok listen, captain flint/james mcgraw was john silver’s backstory. he is the person that made him who he is. he says he was no one because he believes that to be true. he believes that he was ‘nothing’ before flint. his past wasn’t important, it wasnt what defined him. silver didn’t have a cause before he met him. until flint gave it to him, he had no story. in the same way flint had no story before thomas. no story worth telling, no story worth fighting for. so cant you see it? silver not telling flint his past wasn’t because he didn’t trust him. not because he didn’t love him. it was because flint was his beginning. he was where his war began. and how do you tell someone that? how would james tell thomas that he is the reason for all of it. how would silver tell flint that not only is he fighting for madi, but he is also fighting for him.
Our young Pathfinder certainly has a talent for finding — well, talent, in the most unusual places. From what I understand, she found our resident krogan on Eos, slaughtering the local wildlife. I believe he’s wearing the bones of his kills.
And yet, he’s charming, but anyone’s standards. A little gruff, but that’s to be expected. He and Vetra seem to be getting along famously, if what I overhear from the crew’s quarters is any indication.
Cora is still dealing with residual frustration and resentment over the Pathfinder’s role passing from Alec to his daughter, but she is a consummate professional, and after an initial tense conversation with Ryder, has allowed herself to process and grieve in private. I’ve made a note to check in with her — something Cora will be astute enough to recognize — but I foresee no future issues in that quarter.
Sometimes it’s best simply to let time and distance do all the healing work. Harry, if you ever read this, know that I can hear you smirking.
Liam continues to impress me — his good humor and willingness to reach out to everyone has defused more than a few potential arguments. I’m rather amazed at how he dismantled what could have been a rather explosive argument over the last of the Fishdog Food Shack nuggets (I shudder to think what was in them, to have lasted so long in suspension!). His loyalty is unquestioned. He’d be an asset on any team, but I’m glad he’s with us.
Ryder stayed in her quarters for an extra forty-three minutes this morning. SAM assures me she was simply working out, but I’ve made a note to watch her stress levels a little more carefully. Excess exercise may be just one symptom of a larger problem.
I do hope they’re able to wake up her brother, soon. Her role is a lonely one.
My cat purposely spilled her water dish all over the carpet, looking me dead in the eyes as she did it, and so I set the refilled dish in the middle of the mess. Now she’s as mad at me as I am at her 8| You did it, you can sit in it and think about all the things that brought you to this point. Mom loves you but that was a lot of water.
I went to Ereda to get sage scroll for event to finally Lv99 my Apostasia and I met a friend in there on the opposite team who didn’t recognize me (or read the chat) and he brutally murdered me I got my sage scroll in the end