| From: | "J. Keith Henry" <Ereskanti@***.COM> |
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| Subject: | Re: Combat Pool) (Hiya Cheetah) |
| Date: | Fri, 26 Sep 1997 00:25:32 -0400 |
HA HA! Found Ya Mr. Irvine...
> My suggestion: Do what we do, every now and then instead of having a
serious
> 'let's blow the drek out of some facility and steal something and get paid
> big bucks for it' night, we have a more monty python humor type night.
Boy if that wasn't the word for it. I'm glad we talked at Denny's. It
helped.
> In a post I just sent, I mentioned three character we had one night: A
> "Burned out PhysAd" (Me), a mage (actually we dunno what the heck she is,
> neither does she), and a cybermancied sammie who's sold his soul to a corp
> for some really black 'ware. We all took amnesia (the sammie and myself
> just the -2 option, the mage the -5), combat monster, vindictive,
compulsive,
>
> flashbacks, and a couple of other really nasty 'farked in the head' kind
of
> things.
Ah, this explains a LOT of stuff. LOTS and LOTS of stuff actually.
> Well, we get a new player, so he sits down and makes a char, and gives
this
> char a Magical Talent: Shapechange merit. (That's a BS combo imho. But
> folks
> I am NO rules lawyer, I have no idea what ALL of the rules are, I just
play.)
Brent always was something of a nutso on the Munchkin category. Hey Rick, if
you get the chance again, ask him this weekend if he knows what a "Munchkin"
even is. You will love the look on his face.
> Anyways, this guy decides to get cute, so he shapeshifts into a bird and
> flies into the garage of the mystery mage, up to the rafters. Well, the
> girl playing the mage (I'll warn you, she's not too bright/subtle some
times)
No Duh, Barret Sniper Rifle within the metroplex/greater sprawl of Seattle.
Subltly, thy name is "Dip".
> decides to pull out a freakin' barret (sp?) sniper rifle and starts taking
> shots at the bird. (She's in her own garage, remember. Bye bye ceiling
and
> windows.) Well, the bird's 'somehow' dodging like crazy, until the only
> normal-headed character in the game (a news reporter type) pulls out a
stun
> gun and takes a shot. The bird dodge's the stun, but takes a barret hit
> right dead center. Splat, unconcious dying character poofs into existance
> 50 feet above the ground. Sammie goes to catch, takes a BIG impact hit,
and
> drops the splattered pile o' player meat (aka the newbie). I run over to
> try and biotech. The mage flashbacks, and starts performing biotech on
> the newbie herself. (We're all like, 'She has biotech?') The sammie
flips
> out and thinks he's in a war zone and those damned gooks just shot up his
> best friend. Calls out all radio frequencies (I said all heh) asking for
> fire support, artillery, a medvac team, etc. I flip out and think that
the
> newbie is my girlfriend, who I just killed, so I'm sitting there bawling
> my brains out. Needless to say, the poor news reporter is sitting in the
> corner going 'what the hell?'.
>
> Man it was a great night. :) We only got like 3-4 karma, but we were
> busting a gut. Right at the end we had to do some really fast thinking
> and fast-talking cuz Lone Star, Doc Wagon, and the local cops all arrived
> at the same time, wanting some serious explanations.
And Prophet says "You are Welcome, but next time you guys can argu with the
fuz, cams and corps that arrive. I just want to biff the reporter again."
(Addiction: Sex)
-Keith
