E-mailed to me by my friend Heather, but originally written by Somehedgehog over at Livejournal. You can view the original post here. Also, if you want to comment on it, please do so at the original post. I didn't write it, so I want no praise. I just wanted to share, cause its hilarious.
Adventuring Party Politics: The Campaign is Getting Ugly
GM: OK, the bugbear attacks you. What do you do?
OBAMA: I send one of my 672 henchmen after it.
MCCAIN: OK, seriously. Why does he have so many henchmen? I'm a level 72 ranger and he's only a level 8 paladin.
OBAMA: Well, if you'd bought the Grassroots Organizing and Oratory/Colgate Smile proficiencies you could min max it so that you...
MCCAIN: Why is he even IN this campaign? I thought this was supposed to be a high level party.
OBAMA: Well, maybe some people got tired of the grim and squinty "Matterhorn, son of Marathon" shtick you keep doing. Dude, could you be any less original?
MCCAIN: Oh my god, I did not leave my left nut in a tiger cage in the Tomb of Horrors to spend my Friday nights mopping up after the new kid.
OBAMA: "My friends, I am a totally unoriginal grizzled character class stereotype. I should lead the party because I have more testicular damage than that one."
MCCAIN: Yeah, well, you pal around with dark elves.
OBAMA: OH NO YOU DIDN'T.
MCCAIN: Whatever, so's your mom.
OBAMA: So's your FACE.
MCCAIN: So's your Mom's face!
HILARY: WTF you guys. Why am I playing the cleric?
MCCAIN: Hilary, we've been over this.
HILARY: No, dude. I am so sick of being the girlfriend healer. Seriously, I can't even use a sword. Fuck this noise.
KUCINICH: IM A BARD
OBAMA: That's nice.
KUCINICH: MY FAMILIAR IS A PURPLE SNOW LEOPARD
MCCAIN: Oh, Jesus. Here we go.
KUCINICH: DID I MENTION MY WIFE IS A TOTALLY BANGIN DRYAD WITH 20 CHARISMA
HILARY: C'mon you guys, I've been playing this shit since Gygax was in eighth grade. Why can't I be the party leader with the magic sword for once?
MCCAIN: Because no one wants to see you in a bronze bra.
OBAMA: Oh dude, BURRRRRNNNN.
HILARY: SCREW YOU, Grandpa. I will so kick your ass.
MCCAIN: Yeah? Bring it! I didn't spend 3 years in the Abyss with Githzerai hooking my nads up to a car battery to get beat by some Wellesley girl.
HILARY: WHATEVER, you can't even lift your arms over your head.
RON PAUL: I brought my Planescape character!
OBAMA: Dude, we're playing Forgotten Realms.
RON PAUL: I rift in from Sigil! I'm a Chaotic Neutral Tiefling Barbarian/Monk/Rogue!
MCCAIN: DUDE, that is not even LEGAL.
RON PAUL: Ronpaul the Barbarian say: suck it! Guns and abortions and weed for everyone! WHEEE!
PALIN: Hi folks! Sorry I'm late! I brought caribou burgers.
HILARY: Who the HELL is this?
MCCAIN: It's cool, she's with me.
HILARY: No! No, it's not cool! Every time you bring one of your rodeo-queen girlfriends in here she ends up playing some succubus infiltrator and killing the whole party!
MCCAIN: Now, that is patently untrue.
BIDEN: He has a point. Cindy turned out to be a vampire.
MCCAIN: DUDE. SHUT UP.
GM: You guys, seriously, if you don't knock it off with the bickering I'm going to start docking XP.
MCCAIN: You know what? Fuck it. I'm suspending the campaign.
GM: You can't do that! Only I can suspend the campaign! I didn't suspend it for the 1988 Mountain Dew shortage and I'm not going to suspend it now.
KUCINICH: YOU GUYS I AM TOTALLY CASTING A CANTRIP
MCCAIN: Oh my god, Dennis, shut up, you don't even count.
KUCINICH: YOU GUYS ARE DICKS
BIDEN: Where are the Cheetos?
RON PAUL: Wait. What happen to tiny Mormon Man?
GM: You find Mitt's lifeless, drained corpse has been stuffed in the broom closet.
HILARY: Oh, God DAMMIT.
MCAIN: Not ok! NOT OK!
OBAMA: What, I didn't even get a detect evil roll for that one?
HILARY: I TOLD you she was a succubus, but did anyone listen? Oohhhhh no, Hilary's just jealous of the beauty queen.
RON PAUL: Pretty Lady screw Mitt lifeless. Ronpaul SMASH!!
MCCAIN: Would you please go light up a spliff and stay out of this? The grown ups are talking.
RON PAUL: Why pretty lady suck life out of Mitt and not Ronpaul? Not fair!
HILARY: I mean, never mind that I'm the one with 17 Wisdom, but does anyone listen to the girl? Noooooo.
RON PAUL: Also Mitt have stupid name. Who name kid after baseball equipment?
KUCINICH: HAY YOU GUYS CHECK OUT MY HEAD OF VECNA TRICK
HILARY: This never would have happened when Tim Russert was our GM.
GM: You know what? Forget it. Rocks fall, everyone dies.
OBAMA: Screw you guys. I'm going to go play Bunnies and Burrows at Jon Stewart's house.
HILARY: Me too.
MCCAIN: Me too.
KUCINICH: GAZEBO!
Saturday, October 25, 2008
On the way to the mountains
Some more Tanisevania inner-monologuing, on the way to the ninja base in the mountains of Ni-Shan. Sooo yeah:
Tanisevania: Inner Thoughts on the Way to the Mountains
While she and her very strange and unexpected companions trudged on towards the ninja’s mountain base, Tanisevania found herself lost in thought, mulling over recent events amidst the small talk and Kaleena’s usual chatter.
The last few days had been very odd, even by her standards. She couldn’t recall ever being so angry, and as such, had not expected to forgive Grim so quickly. She sighed, staring up at the back of his towering hair. He had insulted something of herself that was more a part of her than she had realized. But she knew that his life had been completely different from her own, as if they had lived on different worlds. So as hurt as she had been, she knew he didn’t mean any disrespect, even thought he still hadn’t listened to her. She had to admit, also, that she was glad they were back on good terms. She valued his friendship and company both in and out of bed; he was really the closest friend she had, other than Frances, and she didn’t want to lose that. Part of her was concerned that he took her word as truth so unconditionally, but also relieved – she had been so afraid that he would turn his back on her for deceiving him in their first interactions. Relief filled her in terms of his feelings toward her as well. The way he had reacted to Conalla and Kankuro’s change in relationship, and to the idea of pregnancy, definitely reassured her. Every time he rushed to her aid in battle, though she appreciated it, she worried that he might be falling in love. And she had dealt with that too many times already. So for him to show such disturbance, such lack of comprehension as to why a person would seek only one partner, made her feel much more comfortable.
Conalla, however, was another story. She looked over her shoulder at the short human, noting the closeness and intimacy in the way she stood near Kankuro. Just the night before, she had assured both her and Vesa that she didn’t have feelings for the silent Cleric. Now here she was, reportedly in love. What had gone on in her questioning of him that had changed things? It wasn’t that she was jealous, just…slightly disappointed. She had been looking forward to spending another night with her, and had been happy to find that at least a few of her companions shared her opinions of sex. She could no longer count Conalla among that number, and that saddened her. She was still happy to know her, of course, and grateful for the friendship they had developed. But she worried too that Kankuro might hurt her in the end, based on the suspicions they had held about his heritage. After all, at least one person always gets hurt in these situations, even when there’s no suspicion of any kind. One of them always leaves, either by choice or by death. I do well to stay out of it, and I will leave them alone to deal with that as it comes, but I do not want to see either one of them suffer. Especially Conna. She turned her gaze forward again, glancing down for a moment to smile at Frances. There is still pain in losing friends, of course, but it must be different than the pain of losing one person you’ve devoted your entire heart and body to. I beg of the earth itself that our suspicions about Kankuro are unfounded, and that Conalla will have as little pain in this as possible. Surprised at herself, she stifled a bittersweet chuckle. Before knowing these people, she rarely prayed to nature for entirely selfish reasons.
The group rounded a bend, and looking back once more, the small Druid noticed that Imari and Haedae were hanging back from the rest of them, talking quietly amongst themselves. She frowned. Had Conalla told Kankuro what they suspected, and had her in turn told the two of them? She would have to ask her about that the next time they were alone. She glanced at Vesa, then back at Haedae. If he had tried to talk to her, as he hand planned, it might have gone badly and that could have been the reason she, at least, was walking far behind the main procession. Considering how her friend usually treated the other Bard, she didn’t expect it to go any other way. She was honestly surprised that Haedae remained with them, or didn’t at least stand up for herself.
Well, regardless of what happens in that conversation, I still have to speak to Imari, she thought, trying not to stare at her. She had to admit she was nervous about that. The last time she had talked alone with the fighter, she had acted foolishly and caused days of awkwardness. She knew also that if a similar situation presented itself, she wouldn’t be able to keep her desire in check and prevent herself from trying again. Honestly, she couldn’t help it – Imari was probably the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. It was impossible not to imagine what her body looked like under all that fabric, or what her skin would feel like, what it would taste like to really kiss her. She shook her head, trying to clear it of such visions. No, she needed to keep to the plan and simply ask her questions that might give her information as to whether or not Kankuro was dangerous. Besides, I’ve already taken on the teaching of one virgin, I’m not sure I’d be so successful with another pupil, especially a female one. Women are so much trickier.
Her eyes came to focus on the trees to her right, reminding her of her real purpose in journeying as she was. Above all things, she needed to keep her eyes open and her ears alert for any sign of that horrid disease. She felt guilty enough that she had diverged from her original mission plan in coming to Ni-Shan, but the Elder had given her permission, and she could make some good come from it. She would ask the plants themselves as she travelled if they knew of any such sickness, and once they reached the mountains, she would seek the Druids there and at least alert them of the problem. Of course, they might have already received word from the Elders, but there was a chance that the news hadn’t reached this far. For now, however, all she could do was continue to question the local plant life in every place they stopped and keep her senses open for any signs.
She was jarred out of thought as the group finally stopped to make camp. The fact that they had gone a full day without attack was comforting, considering how much she abhorred battle, but it also made her a little uneasy. They would all have to be extra careful during their watches. Sighing with the weight of all she had to worry about, she called Frances closer to her side and set off to forage for dinner. If anything helped clear her head, other than more physical options, it would be focusing her energies on the here and now, and what needed to be attended to immediately.
Tanisevania: Inner Thoughts on the Way to the Mountains
While she and her very strange and unexpected companions trudged on towards the ninja’s mountain base, Tanisevania found herself lost in thought, mulling over recent events amidst the small talk and Kaleena’s usual chatter.
The last few days had been very odd, even by her standards. She couldn’t recall ever being so angry, and as such, had not expected to forgive Grim so quickly. She sighed, staring up at the back of his towering hair. He had insulted something of herself that was more a part of her than she had realized. But she knew that his life had been completely different from her own, as if they had lived on different worlds. So as hurt as she had been, she knew he didn’t mean any disrespect, even thought he still hadn’t listened to her. She had to admit, also, that she was glad they were back on good terms. She valued his friendship and company both in and out of bed; he was really the closest friend she had, other than Frances, and she didn’t want to lose that. Part of her was concerned that he took her word as truth so unconditionally, but also relieved – she had been so afraid that he would turn his back on her for deceiving him in their first interactions. Relief filled her in terms of his feelings toward her as well. The way he had reacted to Conalla and Kankuro’s change in relationship, and to the idea of pregnancy, definitely reassured her. Every time he rushed to her aid in battle, though she appreciated it, she worried that he might be falling in love. And she had dealt with that too many times already. So for him to show such disturbance, such lack of comprehension as to why a person would seek only one partner, made her feel much more comfortable.
Conalla, however, was another story. She looked over her shoulder at the short human, noting the closeness and intimacy in the way she stood near Kankuro. Just the night before, she had assured both her and Vesa that she didn’t have feelings for the silent Cleric. Now here she was, reportedly in love. What had gone on in her questioning of him that had changed things? It wasn’t that she was jealous, just…slightly disappointed. She had been looking forward to spending another night with her, and had been happy to find that at least a few of her companions shared her opinions of sex. She could no longer count Conalla among that number, and that saddened her. She was still happy to know her, of course, and grateful for the friendship they had developed. But she worried too that Kankuro might hurt her in the end, based on the suspicions they had held about his heritage. After all, at least one person always gets hurt in these situations, even when there’s no suspicion of any kind. One of them always leaves, either by choice or by death. I do well to stay out of it, and I will leave them alone to deal with that as it comes, but I do not want to see either one of them suffer. Especially Conna. She turned her gaze forward again, glancing down for a moment to smile at Frances. There is still pain in losing friends, of course, but it must be different than the pain of losing one person you’ve devoted your entire heart and body to. I beg of the earth itself that our suspicions about Kankuro are unfounded, and that Conalla will have as little pain in this as possible. Surprised at herself, she stifled a bittersweet chuckle. Before knowing these people, she rarely prayed to nature for entirely selfish reasons.
The group rounded a bend, and looking back once more, the small Druid noticed that Imari and Haedae were hanging back from the rest of them, talking quietly amongst themselves. She frowned. Had Conalla told Kankuro what they suspected, and had her in turn told the two of them? She would have to ask her about that the next time they were alone. She glanced at Vesa, then back at Haedae. If he had tried to talk to her, as he hand planned, it might have gone badly and that could have been the reason she, at least, was walking far behind the main procession. Considering how her friend usually treated the other Bard, she didn’t expect it to go any other way. She was honestly surprised that Haedae remained with them, or didn’t at least stand up for herself.
Well, regardless of what happens in that conversation, I still have to speak to Imari, she thought, trying not to stare at her. She had to admit she was nervous about that. The last time she had talked alone with the fighter, she had acted foolishly and caused days of awkwardness. She knew also that if a similar situation presented itself, she wouldn’t be able to keep her desire in check and prevent herself from trying again. Honestly, she couldn’t help it – Imari was probably the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. It was impossible not to imagine what her body looked like under all that fabric, or what her skin would feel like, what it would taste like to really kiss her. She shook her head, trying to clear it of such visions. No, she needed to keep to the plan and simply ask her questions that might give her information as to whether or not Kankuro was dangerous. Besides, I’ve already taken on the teaching of one virgin, I’m not sure I’d be so successful with another pupil, especially a female one. Women are so much trickier.
Her eyes came to focus on the trees to her right, reminding her of her real purpose in journeying as she was. Above all things, she needed to keep her eyes open and her ears alert for any sign of that horrid disease. She felt guilty enough that she had diverged from her original mission plan in coming to Ni-Shan, but the Elder had given her permission, and she could make some good come from it. She would ask the plants themselves as she travelled if they knew of any such sickness, and once they reached the mountains, she would seek the Druids there and at least alert them of the problem. Of course, they might have already received word from the Elders, but there was a chance that the news hadn’t reached this far. For now, however, all she could do was continue to question the local plant life in every place they stopped and keep her senses open for any signs.
She was jarred out of thought as the group finally stopped to make camp. The fact that they had gone a full day without attack was comforting, considering how much she abhorred battle, but it also made her a little uneasy. They would all have to be extra careful during their watches. Sighing with the weight of all she had to worry about, she called Frances closer to her side and set off to forage for dinner. If anything helped clear her head, other than more physical options, it would be focusing her energies on the here and now, and what needed to be attended to immediately.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
6 Random Things About Me
Tagged by my girlfriend, LadyDragonTear, and posted here because I don't really know where else to post it. And no, I won't be tagging anyone, even though its in the rules.
Here are the rules....
Link to the person who tagged you.
Post the rules on your blog.
Write six random things about yourself.
Tag six people at the end of your post.
Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
Let the tagger know your entry is up.
1. I am so terrified of losing the comfort/security of actually having a job, even though I hate the job I have, that I a) put up with way more bullshit from my "superiors" at work than I ought to and b) stupidly haven't looked for anything better until I was pushed to today.
2. I think I only look really beautiful after I've cried. And I don't mean just a few tears, I mean sobbing. That brings color to my face in a way that just looks good, I think.
3. I wish I was brave enough to tell my mother that I was raped, but I'm afraid that knowing that will hurt her.
4. I still watch Sailormoon sometimes.
5. The fact that I'm writing fanfiction again has made me feel more creative than anything I've drawn recently. I think that's because the opinion that I'm "unoriginal" has been ingrained very deeply into my subconcious by a certain someone, but I could write a book about that, so I won't get into it here.
6. I have this weird, very distinct seperation between fantasy and science fiction in my head. Like they exist on two different planets or something. So even though I've played in some modern fantasy games, and I like certain series like Runaways and Buffy that have fantasy magic in a modern world, I will never truly be comfortable with a Gnome holding a gun.
Look, that last one relates to this blog! Even though half of these were more personal than I intended. Oh well, no one reads this anyway.
Here are the rules....
Link to the person who tagged you.
Post the rules on your blog.
Write six random things about yourself.
Tag six people at the end of your post.
Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
Let the tagger know your entry is up.
1. I am so terrified of losing the comfort/security of actually having a job, even though I hate the job I have, that I a) put up with way more bullshit from my "superiors" at work than I ought to and b) stupidly haven't looked for anything better until I was pushed to today.
2. I think I only look really beautiful after I've cried. And I don't mean just a few tears, I mean sobbing. That brings color to my face in a way that just looks good, I think.
3. I wish I was brave enough to tell my mother that I was raped, but I'm afraid that knowing that will hurt her.
4. I still watch Sailormoon sometimes.
5. The fact that I'm writing fanfiction again has made me feel more creative than anything I've drawn recently. I think that's because the opinion that I'm "unoriginal" has been ingrained very deeply into my subconcious by a certain someone, but I could write a book about that, so I won't get into it here.
6. I have this weird, very distinct seperation between fantasy and science fiction in my head. Like they exist on two different planets or something. So even though I've played in some modern fantasy games, and I like certain series like Runaways and Buffy that have fantasy magic in a modern world, I will never truly be comfortable with a Gnome holding a gun.
Look, that last one relates to this blog! Even though half of these were more personal than I intended. Oh well, no one reads this anyway.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Some new additions
Hello! If anyone is looking at this, you might have noticed that I added a few things to the page. There is now a pin-up girl picture on the side *gestures to the right* ...which doesn't really fit in with the DnD theme, really. At all. I know. But pin-ups are really, really hot, so they're here to stay for a while. Also, at the bottom, you can play Zelda!!! Mostly I put that there so my girlfriend can play it, but I also think it fits with the whole DnD geekery thing, so that's staying too.
Yup. Yay for widgets ^o^
Yup. Yay for widgets ^o^
Monday, October 6, 2008
Tanisevania and dead things
After a very interesting, amusing, and slightly angsty session last night, I have some more *gasp* character development to write down. Many thanks to my wonderful girlfriend for asking me questions to make me flesh this out.
Tanisevania has some very odd views on death. She obviously sees it as a necessary part of the natural cycle, as a Druid, but is uncomfortable with it because she believes she killed her mother by being born. These two things combine to create interesting beliefs in terms of corpses. She hates the undead, like all Druids, seeing them as a desecration of nature itself. But she also sees disrespect or defilement of a corpse as something completely horrible and wrong. To her, when a body dies, it becomes a part of nature again, it belongs to nature. So it is something sacred, as nature is sacred. Plants or animals that have been killed and made into other things, like food or clothes, are a different story. She understands that these are necessary parts of how the world functions, and they die to create something new that will sustain more life, so she accepts that and sees sacredness in that process. But a body, that of a person, plant, or animal that does not die for such a purpose, re-enters the cycle by naturally decomposing to create nutrients in the soil to help grow more plants, and so on. This applies to any body, even those of enemies, because the body left behind is no longer attached to the spirit that did her or her friends harm. As for rocks and other things that don't "grow" like plants, animals, and people do, she respects them greatly, but understands that that's different too. After all, if she were to take offense at the desecration of, say, the ground, she'd have to get angry anytime a person walked anywhere. She sees earth, and the other elements, as basic forms of nature for sustaining life, but not something that has the power to break down and create life anew that bodies have. This would also, then, tie into her sexuality. She is obviously awed by the things that bodies can do, even in death, so maybe that is part of her motivation for having as many lovers as possible - its like a form of worship to her, acknowledging the power of the body as a part of nature.
So with all that in mind, here's a model for future behavior. If any party members were to joke around by, say, making a dead person, animal, or plant "dance," or chop off body parts or anything like that, she will take GREAT offense. The level of offense is obviously going to be different in each circumstance, but in the cases that someone who knows how she feels does something like that anyway, she will be quite upset. Any such pranks involving processed body parts (Gods, that sounds wrong), like foodstuffs or clothes, won't bother her. And pranks involving elements, like rocks or something, won't either.
In case anyone is wondering, this was brought about by some in-game stuff. Grim, who Tanisevania's been teaching both sexually and about life and nature, was making jokes by using the corpse of one of our fallen enemies as a puppet. She was horrified, and explained to him why she thought that was wrong. Later that night, we fought and defeated some demons who stumbled onto our camp, and after she went to sleep he chopped off one of their heads to take back to town with us. Vesa, our human bard, and Kaleena, our Kender rogue, decided to take the head during the night and play a trick on one of the NPC's with it. So in the morning, there was much chaos, and Tanisevania found out what Grim had done. She was furious, and to try and make it better, he told her he only took it to take to town so we could show the townspeople that we protected them ,and use that leverage to get free rooms in exchange for that protection. The fact that he planned to use a body part as currency made the situation even worse. She stormed off, and he went on ahead to go on with his plan anyway, half the party in tow. Her half of the party set out later, missing what happened when Grim reached the town. However, when both halves met up again, Vesa apologized to Tanisevania for her part in it (which she hadn't occurred to be mad at him for, since she was so angry with Grim), and told her what happened while they were apart: Grim did indeed take the head into the inn and plopped it down on the counter in front of the manager, who was mortified, demanding rooms in exchange for us having "saved them the trouble" of defeating these demons. Imari, another NPC, had to calm the man down and paid for our rooms in full. Because of this, the townspeople are very uncomfortable with us.
Tanisevania sees Grim's actions, both in taking the head and in still carrying out his plans, as a complete disregard of her feelings and total disrespect not only to nature, which he asked her to teach him about, but to her as well. She is very hurt by this, since he's her best humanoid friend. When she sees him, she's going to tell him this, and all lessons (both of the natural and sexual kind) are over until he proves he will start listening to her. I know out-of-character that he had Imari help him set up something pretty involving flowers and a new kimono as an apology, which she doesn't know about yet. But it is not going to be enough, and she will tell him so when he shows her. If she finds out Imari helped, though, she will thank her. She will also try to take the kimono anyway and give it to the local temple to sell for charity. Also this night, she'll use magic to talk to the local animals or plants and ask if the disease that haunts Iskendurun's forests has touched Ni-Shan yet. If that doesn't work, she'll seek out a local Druid. Then she'll spend her night in Conalla's bed, instead of Grim's.
Soooo yeah. That's that. Sorry for the verboseness and the extra planning, but hopefully it was an interesting read, if anyone actually reads this.
Tanisevania has some very odd views on death. She obviously sees it as a necessary part of the natural cycle, as a Druid, but is uncomfortable with it because she believes she killed her mother by being born. These two things combine to create interesting beliefs in terms of corpses. She hates the undead, like all Druids, seeing them as a desecration of nature itself. But she also sees disrespect or defilement of a corpse as something completely horrible and wrong. To her, when a body dies, it becomes a part of nature again, it belongs to nature. So it is something sacred, as nature is sacred. Plants or animals that have been killed and made into other things, like food or clothes, are a different story. She understands that these are necessary parts of how the world functions, and they die to create something new that will sustain more life, so she accepts that and sees sacredness in that process. But a body, that of a person, plant, or animal that does not die for such a purpose, re-enters the cycle by naturally decomposing to create nutrients in the soil to help grow more plants, and so on. This applies to any body, even those of enemies, because the body left behind is no longer attached to the spirit that did her or her friends harm. As for rocks and other things that don't "grow" like plants, animals, and people do, she respects them greatly, but understands that that's different too. After all, if she were to take offense at the desecration of, say, the ground, she'd have to get angry anytime a person walked anywhere. She sees earth, and the other elements, as basic forms of nature for sustaining life, but not something that has the power to break down and create life anew that bodies have. This would also, then, tie into her sexuality. She is obviously awed by the things that bodies can do, even in death, so maybe that is part of her motivation for having as many lovers as possible - its like a form of worship to her, acknowledging the power of the body as a part of nature.
So with all that in mind, here's a model for future behavior. If any party members were to joke around by, say, making a dead person, animal, or plant "dance," or chop off body parts or anything like that, she will take GREAT offense. The level of offense is obviously going to be different in each circumstance, but in the cases that someone who knows how she feels does something like that anyway, she will be quite upset. Any such pranks involving processed body parts (Gods, that sounds wrong), like foodstuffs or clothes, won't bother her. And pranks involving elements, like rocks or something, won't either.
In case anyone is wondering, this was brought about by some in-game stuff. Grim, who Tanisevania's been teaching both sexually and about life and nature, was making jokes by using the corpse of one of our fallen enemies as a puppet. She was horrified, and explained to him why she thought that was wrong. Later that night, we fought and defeated some demons who stumbled onto our camp, and after she went to sleep he chopped off one of their heads to take back to town with us. Vesa, our human bard, and Kaleena, our Kender rogue, decided to take the head during the night and play a trick on one of the NPC's with it. So in the morning, there was much chaos, and Tanisevania found out what Grim had done. She was furious, and to try and make it better, he told her he only took it to take to town so we could show the townspeople that we protected them ,and use that leverage to get free rooms in exchange for that protection. The fact that he planned to use a body part as currency made the situation even worse. She stormed off, and he went on ahead to go on with his plan anyway, half the party in tow. Her half of the party set out later, missing what happened when Grim reached the town. However, when both halves met up again, Vesa apologized to Tanisevania for her part in it (which she hadn't occurred to be mad at him for, since she was so angry with Grim), and told her what happened while they were apart: Grim did indeed take the head into the inn and plopped it down on the counter in front of the manager, who was mortified, demanding rooms in exchange for us having "saved them the trouble" of defeating these demons. Imari, another NPC, had to calm the man down and paid for our rooms in full. Because of this, the townspeople are very uncomfortable with us.
Tanisevania sees Grim's actions, both in taking the head and in still carrying out his plans, as a complete disregard of her feelings and total disrespect not only to nature, which he asked her to teach him about, but to her as well. She is very hurt by this, since he's her best humanoid friend. When she sees him, she's going to tell him this, and all lessons (both of the natural and sexual kind) are over until he proves he will start listening to her. I know out-of-character that he had Imari help him set up something pretty involving flowers and a new kimono as an apology, which she doesn't know about yet. But it is not going to be enough, and she will tell him so when he shows her. If she finds out Imari helped, though, she will thank her. She will also try to take the kimono anyway and give it to the local temple to sell for charity. Also this night, she'll use magic to talk to the local animals or plants and ask if the disease that haunts Iskendurun's forests has touched Ni-Shan yet. If that doesn't work, she'll seek out a local Druid. Then she'll spend her night in Conalla's bed, instead of Grim's.
Soooo yeah. That's that. Sorry for the verboseness and the extra planning, but hopefully it was an interesting read, if anyone actually reads this.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Getting in the Mood
Sooo I haven't exactly been blogging a lot recently, have I? I blame that nearly entirely on the fact that since I got the last two hardcover compliations of Runaways, I've been in a superhero-mood. Ehehehe ^^; So for the last couple of Sundays (that's when my group games) I've had a bit of difficulty getting in the mood to play DnD. And they are quite seperate things, even though I admit I am attracted to both, er, genres for similar reasons. Superhero stuff seems more Sci-fi to me, while DnD is obviously fantasy, and I've always had a problem relating them both in my mind. Its like they exist on different planets in my brain. I have no idea why that is, its just a very weird part of who I am.
But yeah, I need to kick my superhero-obsession to the backseat for tonight so I can play Tanisevania the best that I can. ...Therein lies a problem too, though. I'm either getting bored or frustrated, or both, with playing her. She is really easy for me to play and relate to in most ways. She's a good person, would rather run away from a fight than have one, cares about her friends, etc etc. Even her role as "conscience" to Grim is easy and very interesting to play. But I am still struggling with her sexuality and non-relationshippy-ness. I made her a big ho for a very specific reason - to keep her out of relationships. Technically that is working, but it is SOOOOOO hard for me to play!!! I have this natural tendency to push my characters into relationships. And because it would seem awkward for me to have one of my characters in a relationship with another PC (especially since I'm good friends with pretty much everyone else in my group), my characters used often ended up with my girlfriend's characters. I recieved some very hurtful criticism for that, and so to prove that I am a good roleplayer "despite" that, I decided to keep Tanisevania out of relationships. And the way I went about that, obviously, was to make her very sexually free. She's an interesting character, and that's a very interesting part of her, but...ugh!!! She has slept with about half the party at this point, which I've muddled through, but she sleeps with one character more than others - Grim, who's played by my friend Wayne. I've actually gotten pretty comfortable with their banter, and its been established that they are very close friends now too. I could easily see them working as a couple, but a) my character is a ho, and would probably end up cheating on him and b) that would be even more awkward for me, since Wayne is a good friend of mine. So I'll focus on that. No matter how awkward Tanisevania's ho-ish-ness is to play, playing her in a relationship with the character of one of my friends would be even worse.
Anyway, to get back on topic, I should have about an hour and a half to two hours between when I get off work and have to go to game in which to try and get in the right mindset. I have a piece of (superhero-related) artwork I want to finish enough that I can take it out of my sketchbook, but that shouldn't take long. Maybe after that I'll reread all the backstory stuff I have for Tanisevania. And/or look at fantasy stuff online. I dunno. But I at least have to make an attempt.
But yeah, I need to kick my superhero-obsession to the backseat for tonight so I can play Tanisevania the best that I can. ...Therein lies a problem too, though. I'm either getting bored or frustrated, or both, with playing her. She is really easy for me to play and relate to in most ways. She's a good person, would rather run away from a fight than have one, cares about her friends, etc etc. Even her role as "conscience" to Grim is easy and very interesting to play. But I am still struggling with her sexuality and non-relationshippy-ness. I made her a big ho for a very specific reason - to keep her out of relationships. Technically that is working, but it is SOOOOOO hard for me to play!!! I have this natural tendency to push my characters into relationships. And because it would seem awkward for me to have one of my characters in a relationship with another PC (especially since I'm good friends with pretty much everyone else in my group), my characters used often ended up with my girlfriend's characters. I recieved some very hurtful criticism for that, and so to prove that I am a good roleplayer "despite" that, I decided to keep Tanisevania out of relationships. And the way I went about that, obviously, was to make her very sexually free. She's an interesting character, and that's a very interesting part of her, but...ugh!!! She has slept with about half the party at this point, which I've muddled through, but she sleeps with one character more than others - Grim, who's played by my friend Wayne. I've actually gotten pretty comfortable with their banter, and its been established that they are very close friends now too. I could easily see them working as a couple, but a) my character is a ho, and would probably end up cheating on him and b) that would be even more awkward for me, since Wayne is a good friend of mine. So I'll focus on that. No matter how awkward Tanisevania's ho-ish-ness is to play, playing her in a relationship with the character of one of my friends would be even worse.
Anyway, to get back on topic, I should have about an hour and a half to two hours between when I get off work and have to go to game in which to try and get in the right mindset. I have a piece of (superhero-related) artwork I want to finish enough that I can take it out of my sketchbook, but that shouldn't take long. Maybe after that I'll reread all the backstory stuff I have for Tanisevania. And/or look at fantasy stuff online. I dunno. But I at least have to make an attempt.
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