It Was the Best of Times, it Was the Worst of Times
So once again I find myself irritated with the Bookstore. Because they laid me off my cushy job I have had to go to work with my Dad at his hard job, and it's annoying. It might not be obvious but trust me the logic is there. It doesn't help either that this same thing happened before. A few years ago the Bookstore was renovating so they laid everyone off for the Summer. I ended up working with my Dad then, and I swore it would never happen again. Hah!
Just to fill you in my Dad is a bricklayer although I don't know why they call him that, he hardly ever works with bricks. He used to have a regular job laying bricks, but it seems that not many people use bricks that much anymore on their homes or buildings. I guess it's really quite expensive. Anyways he has worked in refractory now for the last few years. In refractory you go to various industrial plants that are shutdown, usually to build or repair stuff made out of cement or masonry. He doesn't work steady and obviously winter is slow, but he makes a lot of money doing it.
So it was arranged that I would go to work with him for an inderminate amount of time. Unfortunately I had to start on one of the most active weekends I've had in a long time.
Thursday night I went to hang around B.P.'s before going to pick up Shani at the airport. She had been gone at this point almost two weeks, and I was excited to meet her. I was a little anxious though about going to work, and I think she was disappointed that I wasn't more exuberant and that we didn't get to spend more time together. It was still nice to see her.
Friday night was the second last Purgatory game, and I had to rush home from work, eat, shower and head to pick up Shani before heading to the game. I was a little tense because I really didn't want to miss any of the game, but as it turns out everyone was still out of game when we got there. The game itself was amazing. Many moments of great roleplaying were on display as well as huge plot events.
I think it's a sign that your players are really into their own stories and angst when two characters walk in and announce that they've killed some of the most important people in the Camarilla, and the players aren't floored by it. Might just be me though, I love politics in games. One of the two characters was Bane, a old physically powerful Ventrue. My old character from the first chronicle who I always enjoy playing, especially because he has connections to London still. I didn't really have a lot to do as him except silently back up Clarisse who was delivering the message to the Prince.
I was having some fun mingling with some other characters when one of the organizers told me that they needed me back as my original character. My Malkavian had a vision that someone was betraying us. So I whispered in some people's ears, and then made the traitor go insane so he would reveal himself. It was all in a days work for a Malkavian, and my character laughed his ass off when they killed the traitor. The night ended with a super emotional scene for me and a couple of others that really gave some closure to some plot stuff, as well as setting up stories for the future.
As usual a lot of people headed out to B.P.'s after the game. Shani and I however headed back to my place as I had to work in the morning. Another night with not much sleep.
Luckily I got off a couple of hours early that day so I headed home to nap for a hour before heading over to the University for another live game. New Paradise a Kingdom Come game where most of the players are fallen angels. It was another stupendous game, and I enjoyed myself immensely. Especially watching all the angst, and observing people's buttons being pushed. My character doesn't have any angst though; he's just a mysoginistic jerk (Do you see a pattern developing?). I can play a good evil character, I just find it hard to play one who's mean.
It was another late night and I had to miss going out to a Bachelor party as I was about to pass out and I had to work in the morning. Sunday evening I got home from work to hear that my sister and her husband were coming over for supper. So I couldn't just collapse on the couch and watch T.V. as I had hoped.
There might not be much to report in the next little while as my life is occupied by working followed by sleeping.
Just to fill you in my Dad is a bricklayer although I don't know why they call him that, he hardly ever works with bricks. He used to have a regular job laying bricks, but it seems that not many people use bricks that much anymore on their homes or buildings. I guess it's really quite expensive. Anyways he has worked in refractory now for the last few years. In refractory you go to various industrial plants that are shutdown, usually to build or repair stuff made out of cement or masonry. He doesn't work steady and obviously winter is slow, but he makes a lot of money doing it.
So it was arranged that I would go to work with him for an inderminate amount of time. Unfortunately I had to start on one of the most active weekends I've had in a long time.
Thursday night I went to hang around B.P.'s before going to pick up Shani at the airport. She had been gone at this point almost two weeks, and I was excited to meet her. I was a little anxious though about going to work, and I think she was disappointed that I wasn't more exuberant and that we didn't get to spend more time together. It was still nice to see her.
Friday night was the second last Purgatory game, and I had to rush home from work, eat, shower and head to pick up Shani before heading to the game. I was a little tense because I really didn't want to miss any of the game, but as it turns out everyone was still out of game when we got there. The game itself was amazing. Many moments of great roleplaying were on display as well as huge plot events.
I think it's a sign that your players are really into their own stories and angst when two characters walk in and announce that they've killed some of the most important people in the Camarilla, and the players aren't floored by it. Might just be me though, I love politics in games. One of the two characters was Bane, a old physically powerful Ventrue. My old character from the first chronicle who I always enjoy playing, especially because he has connections to London still. I didn't really have a lot to do as him except silently back up Clarisse who was delivering the message to the Prince.
I was having some fun mingling with some other characters when one of the organizers told me that they needed me back as my original character. My Malkavian had a vision that someone was betraying us. So I whispered in some people's ears, and then made the traitor go insane so he would reveal himself. It was all in a days work for a Malkavian, and my character laughed his ass off when they killed the traitor. The night ended with a super emotional scene for me and a couple of others that really gave some closure to some plot stuff, as well as setting up stories for the future.
As usual a lot of people headed out to B.P.'s after the game. Shani and I however headed back to my place as I had to work in the morning. Another night with not much sleep.
Luckily I got off a couple of hours early that day so I headed home to nap for a hour before heading over to the University for another live game. New Paradise a Kingdom Come game where most of the players are fallen angels. It was another stupendous game, and I enjoyed myself immensely. Especially watching all the angst, and observing people's buttons being pushed. My character doesn't have any angst though; he's just a mysoginistic jerk (Do you see a pattern developing?). I can play a good evil character, I just find it hard to play one who's mean.
It was another late night and I had to miss going out to a Bachelor party as I was about to pass out and I had to work in the morning. Sunday evening I got home from work to hear that my sister and her husband were coming over for supper. So I couldn't just collapse on the couch and watch T.V. as I had hoped.
There might not be much to report in the next little while as my life is occupied by working followed by sleeping.
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