Mar. 26th, 2005
Cleric Moments
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It's becoming evident that Figment and I are excellent clerical partners, because we complement each other so nicely. His specialty is macro. My specialty is micro. He and I can share abilities. I'd never before given over my gifts to someone else to borrow (don't be afraid to give yourself away) but I did the other night when he was keeping watch over me.
The other night, what I do and don't trust about the situation came up, and I was hard-pressed to say why I knew that so much of it was right, when there are several warning flags that clearly indicate that there are a few very strong wrong things present. I've been able to articulate some of it, now. ( Read more... )
Whee, game.
Mar. 26th, 2005 07:29 pmHanging out at
trystan_laryssa and
dustraven's. There is game.
A dragon has made far too much popcorn in the kitchen of the base. Someone wanted to know how to clean it all up. The GM decreed: Artificial butter, heated to a temperature of 300°F, dissolves popcorn. "I can't believe it's not napalm!" (This is the same GM that came up with the unofficial nickname of "The PMS Amazon" for a ship crewed entirely by women.)
Figment has decided that an empty artificial butter container makes a good cup. Figment has been declared nuts. This is news to no one. C suggested that Figment tell A about "the napkin thing". Figment misinterpreted this and re-enacted "the napkin thing".
trystan_laryssa delegated the smacking of Figment to me. I have command of Figment's middle name. Tickling is a potent threat in some cases. It's also a threat his late wife was apt to make. *facepalm*
Figment sometimes like playing guessing games. Guessing games are not fun for us. He will learn.
*sigh* Men. Pfa. Men. I repeat: men.
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A dragon has made far too much popcorn in the kitchen of the base. Someone wanted to know how to clean it all up. The GM decreed: Artificial butter, heated to a temperature of 300°F, dissolves popcorn. "I can't believe it's not napalm!" (This is the same GM that came up with the unofficial nickname of "The PMS Amazon" for a ship crewed entirely by women.)
Figment has decided that an empty artificial butter container makes a good cup. Figment has been declared nuts. This is news to no one. C suggested that Figment tell A about "the napkin thing". Figment misinterpreted this and re-enacted "the napkin thing".
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Figment sometimes like playing guessing games. Guessing games are not fun for us. He will learn.
*sigh* Men. Pfa. Men. I repeat: men.