jet plane made of biceps!

Nightbane game was this past weekend. It ran kind of late (we had another game after) and His High Potentate, the GM stated that we would receive the XP in email format.

The email came in this morning.

Appropriate roleplaying – 420
Using skills – 125
Not getting angry with XX-otherplayer-XX every time he interrupted your turn – 150
Being cooperative with GM in getting the group together – 200
TOTAL – 795

*bwuahahaha* I ❤ my GM.

My home computer no longer wants the interwebs. D made some changes – I presume security – and now its suddenly unable to find the web. I spent four hours wrangling with it last night. *growl* Tres frustrating. I am pretty sure its just a setting that I need to adjust on my system – maybe WEP settings? *shrug* I have no clue.

Oh, and I cannot remember if I posted these links or not :

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13 thoughts on “jet plane made of biceps!

  1. Jeez, if my GM in Shadowrun gave me XP every time I didn’t get annoyed with the One Stereotypical Asshole Gamer Guy in our group, my character would’ve been a god by now.

    And I probably wouldn’t have dropped out of the group.

    1. Stereotypical Asshole Gamer Guy, henceforth referred to as SAGG.

      Generally, he’s a super nice guy. But get some alcohol in him and the switch gets flipped. *moue*

      1. SAGG. Awesome.

        The SAGG I used to game with was a whiner. He whined if his dice didn’t do what he wanted, he whined if his character couldn’t do something, he whined if someone else got a good roll, he whined if the story didn’t go where he wanted, he whined if a subplot had nothing to do with him…it got to the point where we were listening to him whine more than we were actually gaming.

        And he didn’t drink, so he doesn’t get that excuse.

  2. And your GM loves you too.

    However, the GM is somewhat surprised to see a private email posted in a public forum.

    GM twitches mildly
    Hound Master in dark lurks
    Soon PC pain feels

    😛

    1. ‘cept for the GM and “C”, no one else in that particular group reads this blog.

      However, that being said – I can privatize this post if it stops the GM from twitching and accidentally summoning nasty, nasty Hounds/Masters.

      *bats eyes*

      1. Oh it’s too late now. Brownies are the only thing that might appease such a GM.

        Mostly, GM is just twitchy about anything he sends on a private channel being broadcast.

        *twitch*

        **Nightlord avatar begins forming waveringly in the distance**

        🙂

      2. ***LOOOK!!!!!!!*****

        Brownies!
        Small woodland creatures! Eat them! Eat ….yanno, that just ain’t right.

        🙂

        Srsly. Brownies are there for the asking. Or cake. Or cookies. Just no pie. Pie is nasty. Unless its pumpkin. Then its not pie anymore. It has transcended its pie self.

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