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Topic: Shucks
Subject: unfortunately

My wife is on the missing list for both my games. Hard to find time with a hyperactive hyperhappy hyperchild. When you do you asleep in two minutes.

Posted on 2009-02-06 at 19:49:24.

Topic: Shucks
Subject: Eol

Eol (Robert) is scheduled for surgery in Early Feb and will be out for a bit. He was hoping to be back by mid feb, but I would think late Feb, early March would be more likely.

Posted on 2009-02-06 at 15:15:21.

Topic: Shucks
Subject: Quick, RDI should apply for a bailout

I'm waiting on players in my games and I know they are out there somewhere.

Posted on 2009-02-06 at 02:26:25.

Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: not the only one

I just get broken links. I backtracked to find the roster page but I can't edit without logging in, but there is no log in option.

Anyway - No a huge issue. When the game starts it starts

Posted on 2009-02-06 at 02:21:42.

Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: thanks

I saw that page but since most of the links were broken or not there i thought you had a different set up. Just curious as to what my completed character looked liked.

Posted on 2009-02-05 at 17:36:10.

Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: Alacrity as Medical

I'm playing Doctor Alan Pierce, Human medial officer.

Posted on 2009-02-04 at 12:24:59.

Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga Q&A
Subject: superwhat?

I don't even know who was playing.

Can you post a link to all this stuff yet?

Posted on 2009-02-02 at 22:17:06.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: nice summary

"they’d pissed off an Alliance bigwig, gotten in bed with a treasure hunter, and discovered that someone was hunting Willow"

Nice summary of the game there.

Posted on 2009-02-02 at 15:38:07.

Topic: New to RDI Can't Wait to Play!
Subject: Intervention

You know what we need? Some sort of virtual on-line intervention for these 4th edition players. Something to stop the brainwashing and get them over to the 2.0 world.

Welcome to the Inn Tiamat.

Posted on 2009-01-28 at 20:11:57.

Topic: Iceland Government Fails
Subject: <><><>

No but sometimes I feel like I am in a badly scripted Stanley Kubrick film.

Singing in the rain.....

Posted on 2009-01-27 at 19:39:29.

Topic: Iceland Government Fails
Subject: all over

You may be seeing the same headlines for Canada tomorrow. There is a confidence vote on the budget that could bring down the current gov't and have us lead by a coalition of opposition parties that includes a party whose manifest reason for existing is to break up Canada.

Good times....

Posted on 2009-01-27 at 16:00:34.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: well

You don't actually flap your arms to fly with the spell. Yo uwould have stood there moving your hands arm like you were casting a spell. You would have leap into the air in a superman pose and held that for awhile. Then you would have screamed girlishly as you thought you were being electrocuted. Falling to the ground, you would have laid in the dirt for awhile before realizing something was wrong and you were lying in a cornfield.

So no, you didn't embarass yourself by flapping your arms.

Posted on 2009-01-26 at 18:13:09.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: mana

In answer to Admiral's question - no mana has been lost. You never really cast the spells - you thought you did.

Posted on 2009-01-26 at 17:55:25.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: YeOlde

On another note - it seems that we lost YeOlde. Not sure if I should just drop the storyline that was developing his character or see if someone wants to take over the role.

Posted on 2009-01-26 at 17:30:22.

Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: meeting

Don't feel that since I posted the "conversation" of the meeting, that you can't add to it. React as you see fit and I will adjust the story.

Note about where I stopped - it is about the point when Willow will make her entrance. So don't go to far ahead.

Posted on 2009-01-26 at 13:39:20.

Topic: Pharaoh Q&A
Subject: fizzled

Diappointedly, I would have to say this game died in its infancy. No one is posting and we lost at least two characters. Shame because it is a good module.

Posted on 2009-01-26 at 04:07:08.

Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: town hall meeting

Bailey Sacket’s, Regina, Frisco – 8:00 – 8:30 am

“However as for getting off this rock I got a job with the crew of that Firefly class transport sitting on the space pad as they happen to be old friends, so it looks like I will be going off world soon.” Fenris replied to his old boss.

“Well good for you!” Bailey said sincerely, “I knew you’d find your way someday and I never expect to keep the good ones long. You feel free to poke around and take what you need. I owe you enough in unpaid wages that We’ll call it square. But if your fixing the mule, take a look out back. I hauled that mule your friend blew up from the outskirts last night. It’s badly off but some of the parts are golden. The fancy turbo boost was built away from the main thrusters and gravboot, so there is some parts intact.”

Bailey took Fenris outback and showed him the wreck. The front half was peeled like a banana but the back where the drive sat was only battered in the fall.

(assuming some conversation here)

“Well I got to run Wolf. JW is holding a town meeting today and he wants me there for some reason. Like I said, help yourself – you know the place better than me. There some home brewed ale in the back, done drink me dry but have a couple – good stuff.”

Ormond and Lovett’s Store, Regina, Frisco –8:40 am

The transactions at the shops go smoothly once they realize who you are and what you are looking for. Ormond and Lovett have a room in the back where they keep all the candy and they do have nice candy - from the basic ballistic vest to a Newtech “Mithril” suit that was supposed the newest thing in body armour – if one had the thousands of credits to spend. They usually charge a higher rate than you’d fine in the central planets but for you, they give you a discount for all the stuff you’ve done in the day you’ve been here. Wyatt is at least pleased to see that neither one of them is calling him sheriff.

(out of the book pricing – let me know what you want and I’ll tally the cost.)

While you are talking and making your purchases, two Chinese men enter the shop, dressed in the black robes of the Tong. They head directly for Wyatt, stopping before him and bowing in a polite manner. Then one of them hand the Captain a paper note.

(Assuming Wyatt read the note)
In a flowing, elegant hand, the note reads:

My dearest Captain,

My time with Grandfather has passed exceedingly well, and I am taking a small refreshment before joining you at the town hall. Look for me to arrive in an hour’s time, and worry not, I shall not be left to walk the small distance alone. I hope your shopping expedition was equally pleasurable, and that you have found a suitable replacement for your poor, battered hat.

With warmest thoughts,

Wyatt and Asher finish their transactions and head over to the Doctor’s place so Asher can pick up his stuff. The doctor isn’t about but the door is not locked and Asher finds his stuff exactly where he left them. The doctor isn’t around or he is not up yet, either way there is nowhere to go but the town hall for the meeting.

Blake’s Town hall, above the bank, Regina, Frisco – 9:00 am

When Wyatt, Sam and Asher arrived at the town hall, Bailey and JW were outside the stairwell that leads up to the meeting. JW smiles and nods to you as you approach, “Glad to see you could make it boys. Means a lot to me. Where is that lovely lady that you were with last night? Miss Willow if I reckon correctly?”

(assuming conversation – she’ll be coming around the mountain when she comes)

“Well let’s go up then and I’ll let you know who’s who then.” JW says slyly and heads up the stairs with Bailey behind him. Once inside you see a large hall with a number of people inside. There are a number of chairs set up in a rough circle towards the centre of the room. Coffee is set up in a metal urn on a side table, with some pastries and assorted sandwiches.

Looking around you see a few people you have met already. The banker John Blake and his wife Cora are huddle together talking. Jimmy Blake, the young man who had taken an interest in Willow last night was also there, dressed up in a fine suit and looking important. The reporter man who Wyatt scared away was digging into the sandwiches with a gusto – Charles Caesar was his name. The Miner Union man, Chad Sloat was seated in the circle as if impatient for things to start. Surprisingly, the bartender from last light, who got your cash but wouldn’t serve anything but liquor, was here. He is the only oriental person present which makes you wonder if he represents the Tong. Of course, there was Brigit, who detached herself quickly from talking to Chad and headed quickly over to JW side, but she veers of course, coming towards the Captain.

“My dear Captain. In all the excitement and kerfuffle of yesterday, I never had the chance to thank you properly for saving my life. I hope you’ll accept my apologies for being rude. Sam, it is good to see that the doctor has you up and around, I was deathly scared for you. How are you feeling? And Asher, thank you for that fine pistolwork. What with three straight and upright men nearby, a gal can’t help but feel safer.” She puts her arm congenially on Wyatt’s arm and gently leads him into the room. “Now who don’t you know yet?” Have you met Charles? Charles here is the owner, operator and writer for the Frisco Sun.”

The newspaperman (pic: Jeffrey Jones – Deadwood) looks up from his sandwich and his face blanches. “Uh-hum, yes. That’s The Frisco Star Miss Brigit and we have met. Captain, I apologize if I left you with a bad impression. As a news hound, once I get my teeth into a story.”

“Yes, Charles is quite the tenacious one. Would any of you boys like some coffee? Sandwiches if Charles cares to leave you some? Now over here is CC Fiddler.” Brigit walks you over to a dark hair man, clean shaven and well dressed (Pic: Bruce Campbell – Brisco County). “CC here owes the Hotel Southern.” She says as if that should mean something to you, “CC, this here is Captain Wyatt Sung who saved the bank yesterday from those awful men.”

“Well pleased to meet you Captain, It is an honour, I say, an honour to shake your hand. Have you visited…”

“Don’t be talking business now CC, the Captain is a busy man.” Brigit purrs and moves Wyatt to another man whose manner of dress screams store keeper. “This is Alfonzo Sherman, but we all call him Sherm. Sherm, this here is Captain Wyatt.” The merchant greets you cordially but doesn’t say much beyond a pleased to meet you.

‘And over here is Dennis Chow.(pic: Donald Li – Big Trouble in Little China) Dennis is a bartender at the Lawrence but he is here representing,’ She drops her voice to a whisper, “the Tong”. And then she laughs as if caught saying something naughty.

“Miss Brigit. I no…”

“So!” Brigit says loudly enough for everyone to hear her, “Shall we get this meeting started then?”
JW cleared his throat loudly, “Yep. We all know why we’re here. Things ain’t been good in town lately Between the Consortium trying to close down the mine and these low life critters hanging around, you are all worrying about what’s coming next. Now there was an incident yesterday where a few of the local colour tried to help themselves to the money in the bank. Now that was broken up by Captain Wyatt here and his crew and I sure we are all appreciative of what they did for us.” There was a murmur around the room. “But the captain here ain’t no sheriff and he doesn’t want the job. He’s got a boat and his own people to take care of and he don’t need to be taking on a whole city of issues as well. So stop asking, cause it ain’t happening.”

Brigit spoke up, “But I think JW honey, that yesterday did show that we needed something. Getting to be a woman isn’t safe in her own town.”

John Blake opens his mouth to speak but Cora speaks up first, “Well, we pay taxes just like those on the central planets so it’s about time we got some representation. There are three alliance warships in atom – let’s ask them to send a patrol to …you know patrol the streets.”

JW shook his head, “We had a patrol yesterday remember. They were more interested in the…bodies than the incident. Asking for Alliance help is like asking for a fox to guard the chicken coop.”

“War’s over JW. Let it go” Cora says dismissively.

“What about finding a sheriff?” CC speaks up.

“How are we gonna afford a sheriff?” Sherm fires back. We’re struggling as it is. I like Mrs Blake’s idea. Get the Alliance in – got to be better than this.”

“If we had a proper Guild Representative, elected by the miners, we could have the backing of the guild to finance a sheriff.” Chad added as CC and Sherm glared at each other.

‘Gentlemen!” Charles stands up and raises his hands dramatically. May I remind you that the Corone mining Corporation and the Alliance are close buddies in their affairs? After all, the ships in orbit are there to prevent the mine from operating. Could you trust a patrol from such a source?”

“Excuse me!” Jimmy calls out and everyone sort turns as if surprised he spoke up, “I have heard that there is a deputy in a junkyard town of Newhouse, Beylix. Name is Pearson and he cleaned up the place so well that he’s looking for a new challenge. If you were to seek him out”

”How you know this?” Dennis Chow looks over at Jimmy incredulously.

“I have my sources.” Jimmy replied looking like it was beneath his to answer.

“Sources? You no have sources! You do nothing but chase skirt and spend parent money. You no sources – you Meh lien dub jyah jee

“Dennis! There are ladies present.” Brigit says looking shocked.

“How dare you speak to my Jimmy” Cora starts to move towards Dennis.

“Well! If I had criminal ties, I’d be afraid of a sheriff too.’ Jimmy shot back.

Juh shi suh mo go dohng shee? I no Tong. JW invite me here. Ask my opinion. You Shia suo. I want sheriff in town. Keep peace good for business.”

“Hold now people,” JW stood up.
Shia Sho! Jimmy stands up angrily, “Nee you wuo kai cheng!

Dennis jumps out of his chair so fast that it flies backwards. He leaps at Jimmy and the two go down on the floor, grappling at each other and trying to throw punches.

Posted on 2009-01-26 at 04:05:02.
Edited on 2009-01-26 at 04:05:54 by Alacrity

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: ummmm no

Your preception check distracted you so you could be killed. Everyone dying ended the illusion.

Posted on 2009-01-26 at 01:02:42.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: At least

Now when you guys complain about the whole party about to die, yada yada yada - you'll have a reason to be that paranoid. I have killed off the entire party before.

BTw - The post between - Everyone in the party got the sense of that being said just as you died. No idea who, but somone or aomething said "Well that didn't work." just befoe you opened you eyes and found yourself in a cornfield.

Posted on 2009-01-26 at 00:34:41.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: posted

I'm sure I will be hearing about it soon.

Posted on 2009-01-23 at 23:37:55.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off
Subject: Row row row your boat.....


You are standing in a field of corn. The air is cool, but the morning sun beams down upon you. In the distance is a town near the mountains. On top of the mountain is a ruined castle. You are on the edge of Hevlorn, by the looks of things. Only it isn’t destroyed or burned. It seems to be just fine – like you. Your horses are a ways behind you, and they are all horses, not a Pegasus among them. It is like you tethered them up before head out into…

What the….

You find yourself in a field of late harvest corn as if coming out of the worst dream of your life and you were sleep walking. You look around you and see all your companions safe and sound. No one is dead. No one is even injured. But it seemed so real, the battle with the demon brothers. All around is evidence that you have been moving like the dream was real. Corn plants cut in half, a lance plunged into the ground, and a scarecrow that looks like Dapple attempted to kick and got her foot caught in the burlap of its body.

A distance from you, there is an older man holding a pitchfork in front of him like you were about to attack him. Behind him is a younger woman, very attractive and with some Sueli Barbarian blood judging by her white hair and paleness. The old man calls over to you, “What are you doing in my corn?”

OOC: Okay. What were you guys smoking last night? Pretty weird stuff if you ask me.

Posted on 2009-01-23 at 23:33:17.
Edited on 2009-01-23 at 23:34:23 by Alacrity

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off
Subject: sad

Well that didn't work.

Posted on 2009-01-23 at 23:32:47.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off
Subject: And so it ends

Maximus felt something was wrong. Even as he pressed his attack against this huge demon with it super fast healing power and razor sharp claws, he felt that this couldn’t be real. His vorpal blade sheared through yet another hair on the creatures head and it reacted like the gladiator had struck a vital blow. It screamed incoherently with rage and its eyes turned blood eye.

This isn’t real. This isn’t happening. Maximus thought and tried to find a clue to the truth in his surrounding. For a second he saw corn – a field of corn and his mother standing in the distance waving to him. But that was impossible because ….

The distraction proved fatal to Maximus as the demon’s claws tore thorough his chest and out of his spine. Screaming in fury about his lovely head of hair and his flowing locks, the ugly monster literally ripped Maximus in two and tossed the pieces across the street. With barely a moment’s pause, the demon leaped through the air upon Kilgim, ignoring the bite of the axes into its flesh. It opened its oversized mouth and bit off the dwarf’s head with barely an effort – slaying poor Kilgim before he could recover from the shock of Maximus’ death.

Adrian took to the air with a fly spell only to get a birds eye view of the destruction of two of his companions. Three of the party was dead now – it did not bode well for the rest of them. He wondered where Dapple was – if the young boy was still in the house or also met a fate like Char or the others.

The flying demon throws a bolt at Arien, this time striking the knight with the energy of the weapon. But the protection that Kilgim had placed upon the knight absorbs the deadly energy, causing it to dissipate harmlessly. The enraged demon becomes frustrated, stamping his foot in the air, “You think …you are … all that! Well…I know …another way…to harm …you!” He gestures with his polearm towards Adrian as he takes flight, and the battle mage is engulfed in lightening. While Valentine screams, the demon fires bolt after bolt until there is nothing left of Adrian except dust in the wind.

Inside the house, Dapple is unaware of the fate of her companions, concentrating on this creature before her that seemed to flaunt all that she reviled. “Get outta my head and back to hell!” as she attacks. She slashes viciously at the demon but it dodges her attacks easily. She follows up with a roundhouse kick to its head, hoping to strike at the face that could not be hers. The demon didn’t dodge this blow, but threw herself into it, as if blocking with her oversized chest. Dapples foot passed through the flesh like it was putty and then finds that she cannot break free from the hold. The demon smiles and her flesh rippled as it sucks dapple foot first into her body. Dapple desperately attempts to break free but cannot do anything except be dragging.

“You reject your heritage, but in the end, you must accept it! The woman yells at her. For a moment, Dapple can see Fast Ties face looking at her, then Char’s. Whatever its visage, it continues to cry out as Dapple is drawn in, “You must accept to turn the key.”

Arien is almost overwhelmed with pain and remorse as he watches his friends killed one after another. He pushes grief and anger back from his mind and focuses on his enemy. He can not allow them to go unpunished. He must make them pay if it is the last thing he does with his dying breath. He readies his lance and commands Winston to charge, hoping to strike with wood – this demons only venerability. The Pegasus moves into a rapid dive, building speed and at the last moment, serves towards the white haired monster so Arien can strike hard and fast. The lance pieces its chest, the head and shaft driving through the body in a death blow. The demon howls in pain, like it had never experienced suffering before now. He thrashes around in agony like a pig on a spit, screeching like a banshee.

But then, with a heroic effort it plunges the head of the polearm into the flank of Winston. The Pegasus whines at the blow just before the demon delivers a bolt of energy directly through the vital organs of the flying horse. With a cry and a whimper, the Pegasus dies in mid-flight and Arien finds himself crashing to the ground, his sword bouncing across the laneway and his armour caving in on itself. The dead mount cushions enough of his fall that the knight is not killed but his legs hit at a bad angle are severely broken. Arien cannot get up; all he can do is move towards his sword by pulling his body with his arms across the dirt.

The ugly demon moves to Arien side as the fair one almost drops to the ground. The dark one puts his claw on his brother’s shoulder and pulls out the lance with the other. The wound immediately heals up, as if his healing ability can be transfer by touch.

“Shall we slay him now” The dark demon asks.

“No. I have …a better…idea.” He says while reaching into his robes. He draws out of a satchel a leather belt with a circular clasp coloured half pink, and half blue. “Remember …this…my brother?”

“The magical girdle of masculinity/femininity?”

“Yes…you did say…you wanted … a woman …tonight.”

“My brother! You think of everything, and she won’t be able to run away! My favourite kind!”

The laughter of demons is so loud that the screams of the knight are never heard.

Posted on 2009-01-23 at 23:19:41.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: yeah yeah

Going through the insane time at work right now. I should post to all my games in the next two days.

Posted on 2009-01-23 at 11:14:31.

Topic: Star Trek: The Guardian Saga
Subject: I'll bite

What's a MACO?

Posted on 2009-01-22 at 13:41:11.

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