The weekend wasn't as uneventful as expected. A couple of folks in town were having a housewarming party on Friday, so Sean and I went ahead and called game so folks (including us) wouldn't have to choose between game and the party.
On the way there, though, Sean and I hit a bit of a snag. For some reason, Morgantown's missing a bunch of street signs. So as a result, we missed the turn. We drove around town for a bit, trying to find the right way, and at one point I stopped and pulled into a driveway to check the directions and turn around and get my bearings. I was pulling down the driveway and attempted to turn around. There was a spot next to the driveway with no dirt, and I figured it was an extra parking space like people in wooded areas tend to have.
I pulled into the space, and tried to turn back around. But the ground was too soft and my tires desperately need replacing, so I couldn't get any leverage to pull back out into the driveway proper. The lady in the house was yelling at me to get out of her yard, and I told her I was trying to. But the mud just wouldn't let me, and I didn't want to make her yard any crappier than I had to (although in the shape it was, I correctly doubted that she'd be that worried about it). Now, ahead of me was a short downward-sloping hill, and I could see a road at the bottom of it. There was enough space between the trees that I could easily make it, so I tried to pull down the hill onto the road. Plain and simple.
I hadn't accounted for the possibility that there was a drainage ditch at the bottom of the hill next to the road. In a nutshell, the car wound up stuck on the hill, resting on its bumper. A tow truck was called, and by the time some cops showed up about the car and asked some questions, and the truck got there, the woman calmed down considerably. She was pretty understanding about the whole thing. It was just embarassing as hell, and by the time we got to the party almost everyone was already falling down drunk.
Greg's game was called on Saturday on account of the MountainLair being unavailable because of high school graduation. Sean and I went out to Butler for an L5R tourney (the pre-release for the new expansion), just to find out that it was called off. The organizer only found out a few minutes before we got there that the distributor hadn't gotten them the boxes of cards and nobody besides Sean and myself had brought decks just in case. So they're gonna do the tourney later, but to make it up to everyone it'll be a huge discount on the entry fee and for any boosters from the new set purchased after the tournament.
So we hung out at the mall for a bit, and drove home, stopping by a gaming store in Pittsburgh. Fortunately, we found a copy of Second Sight there, as Sean still needed to get a copy of his own (apparently I picked up the last copy in Morgantown on my recent birthday, and the store in Butler had already sold out), so the trip wasn't a total waste.
Some random stuff before I go on...
Did Old Spice just give up on their 'Sensitive Skin' aftershave altogether? I like Old Spice, but I really can't stand the regular stuff.
I've got one of those cable boxes with the digital cable guide, and for some reason the channel guide never seems to have the correct Adult Swim listings. While there are worse fates than turning on Boondocks instead of the Harvey Birdman episode I was expecting, it drives me nuts to, say, turn on Oblongs to find out that it's actually Robot Chicken. But then, I hate Robot Chicken with a fiery passion. And Tom Goes to the Mayor.
Also, does anybody have any clue as to why the FBI is still going to all this trouble to find Jimmy Hoffa? Is it really worth the resources to satisfy the anal-retention involved in still giving a crap?
On Sunday, we got to play a game of Mage: The Awakening that Sean's running. It picks up some time after an attempt of Sean's to run a WoD game that sadly didn't last, but within the same setting: the fictional city of Ramosis, Texas. Ramosis has a sizable Awakened presence (mostly Silver Ladder), and the PC cabal is a group of Guardians who have been planted in the city in the wake of the disappearance of a number of newly-Awakened Mages and the possibility of some non-vampiric undead running loose. Also on the list of priorities is to investigate the mayor, who is suspected of being a Tremere Lich or a Seer of the Throne (or possibly both), and help increase the Guardians' presence in the city. After all, with stories of the dead rising, willworkers disappearing, and a possible Tremere in charge of the city, then somebody is fucking things up and that's when the Guardians step in to deal with it.
After having lived in the town for long enough to get ourselves situated, the cabal was brought together from orders from a higher-up to give us the first set of clues to do the investigating we came to do. We've got a Mastigos named Erakös (played by momoku), who has a penchant for dressing in suits with devilish goatees and manipulating the minds of others. There's a Thyrsus doctor named Caduceus (played by Andy) with his familiar, an embodied dog spirit named Hippocrates. And then we've got a religious Obrimos named Zipporah (played by Amanda), who has a goal of building a church within Ramosis (which has no churches at all, albeit a few cemetaries). And finally, there's my character: Isaac Richards, a former librarian and current bookstore owner who uses the Shadow Name "Dewey" (and sometimes goes by "Jerome Dewey") and is a Cultor in the Guardians. His specialties are dealing with ghosts and "managing the world of mass-market bullshit occult books that provide a safe buffer between Sleepers and legitimate texts."
We started off our investigation looking for the man who died and got back up and is still running around the city. We checked out the morgue, where Caduceus and Dewey wound up having a run-in with the undead monstrosity outside while Zipporah and Erakös talked to the mortician (and whom Erakös really pissed off by trying to read his mind... it never occurred to them that the mortician might have been a Moros, apparently; figures, I'd get stuck on "keeping an eye on the Thyrsus outside).
However, we wound up a little more aware of what we were dealing with... not a zombie, but a revenant. Erakös did a scrying with some of the undead revenant juices on Caduceus' body and we tracked him to an alley nearby. He was throttling a homeless bum, and when we came in he snapped the bum's neck (albeit without killing him). During the battle, Dewey and Erakös shot at him a bunch of times while Zipporah attempted to get the bum to safety and Caduceus and his dog went toe-to-toe with it. We eventually got the bum healed, but the monster got away (it turned incorporeal and escaped despite Dewey's best attempts to use Death magic to interact with it).
And that's about where we left off... well, we've seen the rotting face of our prey. That's definitely something.
And that's it for the moment. No LARP write-up, but a tabletop write-up, which is infinitely better.
-- And by 'some reason,' I'm referring to the crop of drunken obnoxious college students that WVU goes out of its way to attract, as it's easier to get more students to pay tuition to fix certain things than it is to try and get the students to cut it the fuck out.
-- As it turns out, it wasn't a parking space. The city had just dug up part of the yard to fix something and the grass hadn't regrown yet.
-- The distributor's giving the cards to the store at a major discount to make up for it, and they're passing the savings on to us.