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Jun. 11th, 2010 01:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eveglassMore guns, more fightin', more... swamps? It must be Heavy Gear!
[We're dealing with Srivan Irshan, our contact in Basal, a middleman in the fine tradition of smarmy middlemen everywhere.]
Brock: "Urge to kill rising!"
Ariel: "Is he a bad guy?"
Brock: "No, he's just irritating."
[Failed ways to negotiate with your GM, part 1...]
Ariel: "Can I have that?"
Josh the GM: "No."
Ariel: "Can I have two?"
[Somehow, I get the sense this isn't gonna work.]
Georges: "We hold our action until we've had downtime."
[We're being led through the vast sewer network below Basal and have just been attacked by giant sewer rats.]
Kain (to our guide): "Give us some sense of the turns we need to take, so when you get eaten by the sewer monsters we'll know where to go."
[Josh the GM wouldn't let us have flamethrowers, so when we're attacked by tons of lizard-like sewer rats, we can't burn them to little crisps.]
Brock: "You know what would be better than a flamethrower? Two flamethrowers."
[Our first guide, Atuk, was totally useless in fighting the sewer rats. We've just met our second guide, Igor.]
Sam: "You got anything better than a knife?"
Igor: "I've got a machete."
Sam: "You win."
[Again, we're in a network of sewer tunnels beneath the city.]
Kain: "Why don't they just gas you?"
Igor: "...Well, we're waiting for that, really."
[Sometimes, the dice rolls just don't match the awesomeness that's on our character sheets.]
Georges: "We're fighting elite troops."
Brock: "We're elite troops!"
Georges: "In principle."
[It turns out that Matt will be rejoining the game, making Gade a soon-to-be-PC again.]
Brock: "We take one for Gade, too, 'cause we're just that meta."
[We acquire some new, nifty climbing gloves off the hands of our enemies.]
Josh the GM: "They're fairly effective. Don't fumble."
[We've just pissed off some soldiers by asking a not-quite-so-innocent question.]
Josh the GM: "I can't begin to convey the look the guy gives you right now."
[As a demonstration team for Paxon Arms, our job is to help promote Paxton guns, and why they're so much better than the guns the soldiers are using now.]
Brock/Kain: "Statistically, it's the exact same gun you already have, but it says 'Paxton' on it!"
And that's it for this week. We're playing again next week, and we've just entered the Okavango Swamp, deep in enemy territory. See you all then for the thrilling continuation!
[We're dealing with Srivan Irshan, our contact in Basal, a middleman in the fine tradition of smarmy middlemen everywhere.]
Brock: "Urge to kill rising!"
Ariel: "Is he a bad guy?"
Brock: "No, he's just irritating."
[Failed ways to negotiate with your GM, part 1...]
Ariel: "Can I have that?"
Josh the GM: "No."
Ariel: "Can I have two?"
[Somehow, I get the sense this isn't gonna work.]
Georges: "We hold our action until we've had downtime."
[We're being led through the vast sewer network below Basal and have just been attacked by giant sewer rats.]
Kain (to our guide): "Give us some sense of the turns we need to take, so when you get eaten by the sewer monsters we'll know where to go."
[Josh the GM wouldn't let us have flamethrowers, so when we're attacked by tons of lizard-like sewer rats, we can't burn them to little crisps.]
Brock: "You know what would be better than a flamethrower? Two flamethrowers."
[Our first guide, Atuk, was totally useless in fighting the sewer rats. We've just met our second guide, Igor.]
Sam: "You got anything better than a knife?"
Igor: "I've got a machete."
Sam: "You win."
[Again, we're in a network of sewer tunnels beneath the city.]
Kain: "Why don't they just gas you?"
Igor: "...Well, we're waiting for that, really."
[Sometimes, the dice rolls just don't match the awesomeness that's on our character sheets.]
Georges: "We're fighting elite troops."
Brock: "We're elite troops!"
Georges: "In principle."
[It turns out that Matt will be rejoining the game, making Gade a soon-to-be-PC again.]
Brock: "We take one for Gade, too, 'cause we're just that meta."
[We acquire some new, nifty climbing gloves off the hands of our enemies.]
Josh the GM: "They're fairly effective. Don't fumble."
[We've just pissed off some soldiers by asking a not-quite-so-innocent question.]
Josh the GM: "I can't begin to convey the look the guy gives you right now."
[As a demonstration team for Paxon Arms, our job is to help promote Paxton guns, and why they're so much better than the guns the soldiers are using now.]
Brock/Kain: "Statistically, it's the exact same gun you already have, but it says 'Paxton' on it!"
And that's it for this week. We're playing again next week, and we've just entered the Okavango Swamp, deep in enemy territory. See you all then for the thrilling continuation!
