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Two thousand and FIVE?!?
Jan. 1st, 2005 11:56 amDammit. I still have plans for 2003 I'm still working on.
Dammit, world! Slow down!
Dammit, world! Slow down!
Jan. 1st, 2005
After getting a wad o' Funny Money in the mail yesterday (gracias a 100D & the good folks at Eden Studios), YHB took it upon himself to do a little shopping.
Anyway, after stopping at 401 Convenience, I picked up a couple d20 Modern books from Green Ronin (Martial Arts Mayhem and Modern Magic) and Ancestral Vault, a supplement for Nyambe, which is still one of my favourite RPG settings I'll never get to play in. Dammit.
Of course, like any junkie, once you get a taste, you want more. So I wandered off and started searching throughRPG Now for various stuff for d20 Modern. Once again, I love taunting myself.
One company, RPG Objects, had some products that seemed fairly intersting, so I did a bit of poking around. It was then that I remembered that these were the guys who produced the incredibly ass-tastic Blood & Guts: Modern Military sourcebook.
Modern Military might have been bearable if, in fact, it had been written by someone who understood how d20 Modern was put together, vis a vis the fact that 10 level prestige classes don't exist.
If someone wishes to correct me on this, please go ahead. But the d20 Modern system seems to operate in this way: You get base class(es) (which have a max of ten levels). You advance to Advanced Class (ditto with the ten level thingy). If you WANT, you then go onto a Prestige class, which is only 5 levels.
Am I smoking the angry Crack again? Or is this something I understand just well enough?
Anyway, after stopping at 401 Convenience, I picked up a couple d20 Modern books from Green Ronin (Martial Arts Mayhem and Modern Magic) and Ancestral Vault, a supplement for Nyambe, which is still one of my favourite RPG settings I'll never get to play in. Dammit.
Of course, like any junkie, once you get a taste, you want more. So I wandered off and started searching throughRPG Now for various stuff for d20 Modern. Once again, I love taunting myself.
One company, RPG Objects, had some products that seemed fairly intersting, so I did a bit of poking around. It was then that I remembered that these were the guys who produced the incredibly ass-tastic Blood & Guts: Modern Military sourcebook.
Modern Military might have been bearable if, in fact, it had been written by someone who understood how d20 Modern was put together, vis a vis the fact that 10 level prestige classes don't exist.
If someone wishes to correct me on this, please go ahead. But the d20 Modern system seems to operate in this way: You get base class(es) (which have a max of ten levels). You advance to Advanced Class (ditto with the ten level thingy). If you WANT, you then go onto a Prestige class, which is only 5 levels.
Am I smoking the angry Crack again? Or is this something I understand just well enough?
Because, really, none of y'all are normal.
Snra & I were attending a NYE party at the global headquarters of Pixel Barrel, but first off had tickets to attend the New Years Eve Laugh Until Someone Says Something Blindingly Innapropriate show at Massey Hall.
Since Sean Cullenwas hosting, that was somewhere in the introductory monologue, where the Asian Tsunami jokes started.
Okay, it wasn't REALLY about the Tsunami, more about Hollywood's self inovlvement, but, really, any comedy routine that includes the phrase "thousands dead" is gonna bring the house down.
Thankfuly, he chose to follow that with the porn song, which made everything okay.
I could also ignore his foolishness by looking at the hotty in the front row with the red leather dress. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you very much.
The rest of the show was similarly uneven. Jessica Holmes did Liza (funny), blondes 1, 2 & 3 (not funny) and Celine (humorous). Kid from Rick Mercer (whatever his name is) did some stuff about the benefits, nationally, of keeping a low profile. The Best Comedianne in Canada did a fairly bad set. I think I've seen her on the Just for Laughs, and been baffled then, too. The Imponderables did a bit about rod hockey hockey players. It was funny. "Who are we playing?" "The Russians." "The Russians AGAIN?!"
There were two other guys too, a philipino and a thin guy. They both amused me, and so can live to collect their own Canada Council grants.
The Frantics,of course, rocked. They did the Roots/Dildo sketch, Dirty Words in the Newspaper, and a few others, including a really funny one about a guy on the GO train who has to talk his daughter through her first period over the phone.
Snra & I were attending a NYE party at the global headquarters of Pixel Barrel, but first off had tickets to attend the New Years Eve Laugh Until Someone Says Something Blindingly Innapropriate show at Massey Hall.
Since Sean Cullenwas hosting, that was somewhere in the introductory monologue, where the Asian Tsunami jokes started.
Okay, it wasn't REALLY about the Tsunami, more about Hollywood's self inovlvement, but, really, any comedy routine that includes the phrase "thousands dead" is gonna bring the house down.
Thankfuly, he chose to follow that with the porn song, which made everything okay.
I could also ignore his foolishness by looking at the hotty in the front row with the red leather dress. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you very much.
The rest of the show was similarly uneven. Jessica Holmes did Liza (funny), blondes 1, 2 & 3 (not funny) and Celine (humorous). Kid from Rick Mercer (whatever his name is) did some stuff about the benefits, nationally, of keeping a low profile. The Best Comedianne in Canada did a fairly bad set. I think I've seen her on the Just for Laughs, and been baffled then, too. The Imponderables did a bit about rod hockey hockey players. It was funny. "Who are we playing?" "The Russians." "The Russians AGAIN?!"
There were two other guys too, a philipino and a thin guy. They both amused me, and so can live to collect their own Canada Council grants.
The Frantics,of course, rocked. They did the Roots/Dildo sketch, Dirty Words in the Newspaper, and a few others, including a really funny one about a guy on the GO train who has to talk his daughter through her first period over the phone.