Hello there, folks. I'm writing this up at the Book n Bean because if I try writing this at home I'll be too distracted and it won't get posted until something like 5 in the morning. And I've got a bunch of stuff to work on before tomorrow anyhow (a story that some of you know and the rest will probably soon hear), and can't afford to spend my time picking at a post until it's finished. Besides, I'm overdue for an in-character post on the Fae game LJ community, which I'll be writing while I'm here as well.
Sorry I've been so quiet overall. I've either been just dead all day or busy, and I'm trying to get myself back on track after the holidays.
I came in tonight to find Shomo and a bunch of people playing Trivial Pursuit on the bartop at the coffee house, and some people in the back playing *shudder* Yu-Gi-Oh. Shomo has his moments, but I'm not going to deny it's sometimes tough dealing with one of those geeks where they see you and the first thing out of their mouth isn't "Hi" or "How are you" but "I just got to read the 'Starkiller' script for Star Wars."
I haven't gotten as much writing done this week as I'd like, which is a bit annoying because I meant to have a story finished by New Year's and wound up being delayed by my computer problems. Hell, I originally meant to have it finished by Christmas but just couldn't find the time with all of the trips I had to do for shopping.
I had fun at a New Year's Eve party that Josh (mafiabass) threw last Saturday. Lots of food, a bunch of people there playing Trivial Pursuit Pop Culture Edition (we were divided up into teams because of the crowd; I was teamed with Steve and Jeremy, and I've learned that Jeremy is pretty much useless when it comes to Trivial Pursuit), and getting the champagne poured just in time for the ball to drop. And then the having to constantly disarm Josh, as he kept grabbing noisemakers and using them. He naturally bitched about it, not realizing that had I not taken them out of his hands he would have required a proctologist to get them back later. He later had a drawing of sorts where he gave us a bunch of random stuff he pulled out of the dollar bin at Target.
Also, in the house, we're finally getting our washer and dryer replaced, as we've needed it for a while. I've been putting it off because even with the cost being split three ways, right before Christmas is not the best time to drop a few hundred bucks on a washer and dryer. They're getting delivered this Saturday.
This week started off with much spending of the Dreamers background from the players that had it. While Duke Rath was preparing his massive summoning ritual, the flow of Glamour in Morgantown was so screwed up that nobody was able to perform any Musings (and nobody thought to take a vacation out of town to try), and using Dreamers required spending two levels to regain a single point of Glamour.
Everyone regrouped after the recent holiday, talked about how Yule went for them, and met a couple of new Fae in town-- a Raven Pooka, and a Nocker (who was actually Tinker in disguise thanks to Metamorphosis, because he knows he's pretty much boned if anybody spots him after that whole business with the Hearthstone). Nicolai got a message from his mentor which I won't get into now since it's being kept secret ICly. Needless to say, it promises interesting things, as it was implied that his Mentor, Dr. Thomas Westing, may be putting in a personal appearance soon. Moo-hoo-ha-ha. Also, during all this, apparently Gabriella met with Shard and cut a deal with him concerning ownership of the Freehold.
One of the big points of the evening was folks trying to follow up on what happened last week, as they hadn't heard anything from Rath or the monstrous creature he summoned. Trying to pursue a couple of leads aimed them back towards the old Sunnyside Freehold (the one that had the lasers and lawnmower launcher).
They got there, and just when they arrived they noticed a car with tinted windows rolling one up and starting to leave. Knowing a plot hook when they see one, the players tried to stop the car from leaving. Kage knocked on the driver's side window, and in response got a load of buckshot fired at point blank range.
Everyone flipped out, trying to throw knives and whatnot at the car, and Brin managed to put his sword to the throat of the driver before a round of shot came out of the rear passenger window as well. Although he took a cut (not enough to kill him) to the neck, the driver got away. Kage was the only person who was there the last time they saw the driver, and because he failed a Test I had him throw to remember the guy's face, it wasn't until they left that they recognized the driver as the Dauntain known as Dr. Marcus Skinner. The player characters actually called the cops, gave statements and everything, and Kage went to the hospital.
Because he'd been wearing a protective vest, Kage was able to leave after being patched up (although it was against doctor's orders), and they regrouped back at the Sunnyside Freehold after the cops did a basic investigation. They opened the door and saw that while the laser grid was gone, it was replaced with a latticework of what looked like a mutant hybrid of spiderwebs and razor wire. Brin used Spirit Pathways to get to the place where the other Fae had encountered the creature while Kage shifted into fox form and tried to make his way through gaps in the wire. Between mystical enhancements and a couple of Heather Balms, he managed to make it through (albeit in some pretty rough shape).
He opened the door on the other side, and heard some machinery click on when the repaired lawnmower launcher came on and started firing. He dodged the lawnmowers and got into the room. Having left his equipment outside and not having the Realms to do anything about the machinery, he just warned everyone to keep back. Of course, the lawnmowers were flying through the razor-webs, and got shredded into pieces-- but lawnmower shrapnel can be pretty damaging as well, especially when after a few shots the catapult started chucking multiple lawnmowers at once (it's capable of single shots and three-'round' bursts). Ah, the beauty of Goblin-tech...
The well that once led into the Freehold was now filled to the brim with old, rancid, congealed blood. There were some complaints about how graphically I described the smell, but c'mon! It's a pool of old blood, either I can gloss it over completely or I can get across with accuracy just how disgusting it was. Kage tried using Eldritch Prime to boil away the blood, but didn't make enough of an impact. Thus defeated, he snuck out after the catapult ran out of shots. Brin wasn't back yet, so he and the others talked about their options once he got back out.
Kage and the others decided to relocate, though, after Kage heard the catapult reload itself and start firing again. So they left as the pile of shrapnel built itself up.
Brin, on the other hand, got down to the Freehold with Spirit Pathways and had a very long conversation with a very ancient entity. I won't go into the particulars, but for those of you who would get the reference... at one point, Brin was talking about Arcadia to the thing. It said it didn't know that word. Brin then described it as the place where all dreams came from, and the home of the Fae, and so forth... and then the creature brightens up and says "Ah, Rakshastan!" *grin*
Brin managed to talk the thing into letting him crash there that night, since Spirit Pathways only works once a day and he had no other way out. It was apparently a pretty intense scene... let's just say that some of our characters, had they been caught down there with the thing, wouldn't have made it out alive.
Fortunately, I finished up this post just in time for the Book n Bean to close (apparently the Christian Open Mic folks aren't coming in tonight), so I'll just have to write up the post for the Fae LJ community when I get home.