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I have now had internets in the flat for quite some time, but still have no internets on my actual computer.
Also, Maelstrom downtime sucks. I have 25 days of time (out of 90) that is now going to be randomly assigned because of this. (When teaching people, you put in the action 'I teach you' and they accept. You can't do things in non-chronological order. So when you have a teaching offer accepted, then the person with the offer before that says 'despite not telling you I had other things I was doing this downtime, I have other things to do and can't accept the offer there', then you end up with a gap in your schedule.
I managed to teach two out of the three people I meant to teach stuff, an extra person who suddenly wanted stuff, and faff around with various other non-timed actions, though, and everyone appears to be happy with me, and I was expecting to spend the whole season teaching and wouldn't have had those 25 days if it had all come off okay, so it's not that awful. Have irritated PD by suggesting a fix (actually they replied with "good feedback, thanks, that's a good idea actually, we'll poke at it over winter and see if we can do it").
I am meant to be unpacking boxes. I hate unpacking boxes. There are always more boxes. It's depressing. One wall of our flat is a window, with a big enough window to climb out of in the middle of the arrangement. It gives me that lemming feeling that standing on edges generally does.
There is also all manner of wedding faff that I need to do, but I don't even know what half of it *is* because the List I made back at the dawn of time is currently only on a PC in Psion format, my Psion is busted (broken screen cable) and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tienelle is too busy to faff with his Psion and make it work. And it's a Jotter file which fails to open with the free tools I can find, and I can't find my PsiWin disk. And I was meant to phone the Chaplain back about how we're doing on the preparation side at the start of this week, but I can't bring myself to do so because we have made No Progress Whatsoever since he last called.
There was a 3ygb, which was a perfectly adequate LARP event to monster (with some excellent moments - triiiangles[1]) until I read the set of NPC briefs that we were meant to have had and got disappointed with what actually happened. (Not sending out the NPCs was probably the right decision as they were the kind of briefs we really could have done with having a week in advance rather than thrust into our hands as we went out to meet the PCs, and they weren't *written* a week in advance, but it was still disappointing given that the NPCs as written seemed to be promoting exactly the kind of LARP I really like.)
[1] Most of the monsters spent most of their time being random dead cultists who had got stuck on their way to the afterlife. One of the cults was the cult of Clarity, dedicated to getting no sleep and chanting numbers. The dark mage in the party had a dark elemental played bylupie_stardust, who told said cultists (who had gone out late at night to spook the players who hadn't timed out yet) that the way not to go to sleep was to count triangles backwards, because triangles were the opposite of sheep. The cultists then became obsessed with making triangles and counting in threes and in triangle numbers, culminating in the decision that they had to form a triangle around the mage and his elemental, and this would transport them to the actual afterlife. At which point the dark mage (played by tienelle) got spooked and ran for it (well, stumbled for it, as he was playing a frail character who can't run more than the length of a room), with the cultists trailing along behind trying to form a triangle around him and his elemental and yelling "Form a triangle! We must not let them escape!". Alas, a combination of occasional blindness from the two dark casters and sudden death from behind courtesy of the party's necromancer did for all the cultists before we could form said triangle.
The other winning moment was 'Driving the Chariot Recklessly'. The party had to do something to each of their McGuffins to activate them, and the instruction for the McGuffin known as 'the Chariot' (they were small shiny things) was 'Drive it recklessly'. The Chariot happened to also represent one of the party, so they loaded him with the McGuffin around his neck onto the cart-thing used for getting wood from the woodpile to the fire, and charged around the nearest path until they met the monster crew, at which point the McGuffin activated and they all ran away screaming (before doubling back and chopping up the monster in question, that is).
(An honourable mention is deserved by the speech given to 'the Lovers' where the instruction was 'sever them cruelly' - after splitting it with an axe didn't work, Luthos the Beserker subjected it to a tirade about how worthless and skanky each of its component parts were, which led to heckling along the lines of "Talk about pus!" until the McGuffin activated (and then ran away, occasioning the best use of the Rope Trick spell ever as the dark mage took hold of the string attached to it with magic in order to catch it, as it wouldn't go near the party).)
Also, Maelstrom downtime sucks. I have 25 days of time (out of 90) that is now going to be randomly assigned because of this. (When teaching people, you put in the action 'I teach you' and they accept. You can't do things in non-chronological order. So when you have a teaching offer accepted, then the person with the offer before that says 'despite not telling you I had other things I was doing this downtime, I have other things to do and can't accept the offer there', then you end up with a gap in your schedule.
I managed to teach two out of the three people I meant to teach stuff, an extra person who suddenly wanted stuff, and faff around with various other non-timed actions, though, and everyone appears to be happy with me, and I was expecting to spend the whole season teaching and wouldn't have had those 25 days if it had all come off okay, so it's not that awful. Have irritated PD by suggesting a fix (actually they replied with "good feedback, thanks, that's a good idea actually, we'll poke at it over winter and see if we can do it").
I am meant to be unpacking boxes. I hate unpacking boxes. There are always more boxes. It's depressing. One wall of our flat is a window, with a big enough window to climb out of in the middle of the arrangement. It gives me that lemming feeling that standing on edges generally does.
There is also all manner of wedding faff that I need to do, but I don't even know what half of it *is* because the List I made back at the dawn of time is currently only on a PC in Psion format, my Psion is busted (broken screen cable) and
tienelle is too busy to faff with his Psion and make it work. And it's a Jotter file which fails to open with the free tools I can find, and I can't find my PsiWin disk. And I was meant to phone the Chaplain back about how we're doing on the preparation side at the start of this week, but I can't bring myself to do so because we have made No Progress Whatsoever since he last called.There was a 3ygb, which was a perfectly adequate LARP event to monster (with some excellent moments - triiiangles[1]) until I read the set of NPC briefs that we were meant to have had and got disappointed with what actually happened. (Not sending out the NPCs was probably the right decision as they were the kind of briefs we really could have done with having a week in advance rather than thrust into our hands as we went out to meet the PCs, and they weren't *written* a week in advance, but it was still disappointing given that the NPCs as written seemed to be promoting exactly the kind of LARP I really like.)
[1] Most of the monsters spent most of their time being random dead cultists who had got stuck on their way to the afterlife. One of the cults was the cult of Clarity, dedicated to getting no sleep and chanting numbers. The dark mage in the party had a dark elemental played by
lupie_stardust, who told said cultists (who had gone out late at night to spook the players who hadn't timed out yet) that the way not to go to sleep was to count triangles backwards, because triangles were the opposite of sheep. The cultists then became obsessed with making triangles and counting in threes and in triangle numbers, culminating in the decision that they had to form a triangle around the mage and his elemental, and this would transport them to the actual afterlife. At which point the dark mage (played by tienelle) got spooked and ran for it (well, stumbled for it, as he was playing a frail character who can't run more than the length of a room), with the cultists trailing along behind trying to form a triangle around him and his elemental and yelling "Form a triangle! We must not let them escape!". Alas, a combination of occasional blindness from the two dark casters and sudden death from behind courtesy of the party's necromancer did for all the cultists before we could form said triangle.The other winning moment was 'Driving the Chariot Recklessly'. The party had to do something to each of their McGuffins to activate them, and the instruction for the McGuffin known as 'the Chariot' (they were small shiny things) was 'Drive it recklessly'. The Chariot happened to also represent one of the party, so they loaded him with the McGuffin around his neck onto the cart-thing used for getting wood from the woodpile to the fire, and charged around the nearest path until they met the monster crew, at which point the McGuffin activated and they all ran away screaming (before doubling back and chopping up the monster in question, that is).
(An honourable mention is deserved by the speech given to 'the Lovers' where the instruction was 'sever them cruelly' - after splitting it with an axe didn't work, Luthos the Beserker subjected it to a tirade about how worthless and skanky each of its component parts were, which led to heckling along the lines of "Talk about pus!" until the McGuffin activated (and then ran away, occasioning the best use of the Rope Trick spell ever as the dark mage took hold of the string attached to it with magic in order to catch it, as it wouldn't go near the party).)
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Date: 2006-07-06 09:12 am (UTC)From:My PC might still have PsiWin installed, in fact. I'll check this evening - remind me on MSN please?
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Date: 2006-07-06 11:22 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2006-07-06 06:35 pm (UTC)From:I appear to have PsiWin 1.1 floppy images here, but I doubt those are much use to you (they were for use with my old Series 3c rather than the Revo). I'd have to go back to my parents' to get the 32-bit PsiWin CD - I'll grab it when I next do so.
Ye olde PsiWin, in case it's any use to you. (3.7 MB)