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thebitterguyGaming went well last night, although for some reason my dinner roti sits poorly. Perhaps I will eschew the hot sauce next time. Or just go get something with peas and rice or a falafel.
The Seven Dwarfs (of whom only three were in attendance. Kind of funny, that) infiltrated the summer palace of the king of evil rapist lizard country (the US ally in the region), and assasinated him, his evil general brother, and the most evil man in the galaxy, actually a surgically altered lizard. The GM also got to use "dead ender" in a sentence, which I'm sure pleased him to no end.
This along with a revolution, run by the 'evil philosophy' that turned out to be democracy, put the country into a bit of a confused state, but things calmed down relatively quickly. Once we confimred the king was dead. I felt almost sorry for some of the large spiny lizards who were being stoned to death, but got over it quick enough.
I'm sure destroying the cholium (aka oil) fields didn't help any.
Dirk Springfield (my PC) got knocked down and revived by a combat drug injection, giving him the 'fight it or fuck it' response. He fought.
It was fun. Yep.
"I'd recognize that barbed member anywhere!" Interpretive dance reporter after being presented with King's corpse
"I don't have a nickname. I'm Dirk Springfield. Other people use my name as a nickname. When someone tries to be cool and fails, people look at him sarcastically and go 'nice going, Dirk'. People use my name when someone does something particularly well, saying things such as 'he really Dirked that'. So, no, I don't have any nicknames" -- What my PC should have said during the nickname discussion.
The Seven Dwarfs (of whom only three were in attendance. Kind of funny, that) infiltrated the summer palace of the king of evil rapist lizard country (the US ally in the region), and assasinated him, his evil general brother, and the most evil man in the galaxy, actually a surgically altered lizard. The GM also got to use "dead ender" in a sentence, which I'm sure pleased him to no end.
This along with a revolution, run by the 'evil philosophy' that turned out to be democracy, put the country into a bit of a confused state, but things calmed down relatively quickly. Once we confimred the king was dead. I felt almost sorry for some of the large spiny lizards who were being stoned to death, but got over it quick enough.
I'm sure destroying the cholium (aka oil) fields didn't help any.
Dirk Springfield (my PC) got knocked down and revived by a combat drug injection, giving him the 'fight it or fuck it' response. He fought.
It was fun. Yep.
"I'd recognize that barbed member anywhere!" Interpretive dance reporter after being presented with King's corpse
"I don't have a nickname. I'm Dirk Springfield. Other people use my name as a nickname. When someone tries to be cool and fails, people look at him sarcastically and go 'nice going, Dirk'. People use my name when someone does something particularly well, saying things such as 'he really Dirked that'. So, no, I don't have any nicknames" -- What my PC should have said during the nickname discussion.
