Birthday tidings
We celebrated shogunhb's birthday yesterday with a power outage (our whole street and a good few blocks around us), Abner's suicide-by-angels, and a frantic search for keys.
In all, it was kind of epic.
quish, I used the kitten blanket to curl up with shogunhb in front of the fire he started. It was all nicely medieval--roaring fire, blanket of furs, warm husband.
Next time our street loses power, I want it to be in the summer time. I told shogubhb that we'll have to fire up the grill and have a neighborhood block party. After all, you can't cook with no oven or microwave. I'll bring my laptop and speakers outside, start blasting music, and invite our neighbors over for a burger or something. Then maybe we'll learn their names.
Everyone can all hang out back (or maybe we'll bring the grill out front), which is why it needs to be summertime.
Abner the character is still okay. Last session, he split himself off into a bunch of different forks versions of himself and has been slowly whittling away at his own numbers. Two were used to smash the keystone of the pyramid, two were sent to stave off the angels chasing the group from behind, and then the most recent one took three angelic swords to the...everything. Three other Abners are holding the entire room they stole from the pyramid and running with it, while the rest of the group (and a few rescued NPCs) ride on top.
They've been running back through a maze designed to look like Hell. Aten's been stealing mortals, throwing them all confused and horrified into this Terra Incognita, and then manipulating their emotions so they're able to be brainwashed to swear fealty to him. Then they go into the angel plants to be vivisected and all sorts of horrible things and come out all angelic and helpful to him. (The Big Bad from last night was Larry the Seraph. Larry was not well-liked.)
Anyway, they've been running through Dante's Inferno and had gotten to the Wood of the Suicides when they were confronted first by an army of Cherubim and then by the archangels and Larry. Their response? To summon the spirits of the dead and force the dead to fight. It was pretty awesome. I had a lot of fun describing how the shades of the suicides rose up and took form then proceeded to rip the Cherubim apart.
In all, it was kind of epic.
quish, I used the kitten blanket to curl up with shogunhb in front of the fire he started. It was all nicely medieval--roaring fire, blanket of furs, warm husband.
Next time our street loses power, I want it to be in the summer time. I told shogubhb that we'll have to fire up the grill and have a neighborhood block party. After all, you can't cook with no oven or microwave. I'll bring my laptop and speakers outside, start blasting music, and invite our neighbors over for a burger or something. Then maybe we'll learn their names.
Everyone can all hang out back (or maybe we'll bring the grill out front), which is why it needs to be summertime.
Abner the character is still okay. Last session, he split himself off into a bunch of different forks versions of himself and has been slowly whittling away at his own numbers. Two were used to smash the keystone of the pyramid, two were sent to stave off the angels chasing the group from behind, and then the most recent one took three angelic swords to the...everything. Three other Abners are holding the entire room they stole from the pyramid and running with it, while the rest of the group (and a few rescued NPCs) ride on top.
They've been running back through a maze designed to look like Hell. Aten's been stealing mortals, throwing them all confused and horrified into this Terra Incognita, and then manipulating their emotions so they're able to be brainwashed to swear fealty to him. Then they go into the angel plants to be vivisected and all sorts of horrible things and come out all angelic and helpful to him. (The Big Bad from last night was Larry the Seraph. Larry was not well-liked.)
Anyway, they've been running through Dante's Inferno and had gotten to the Wood of the Suicides when they were confronted first by an army of Cherubim and then by the archangels and Larry. Their response? To summon the spirits of the dead and force the dead to fight. It was pretty awesome. I had a lot of fun describing how the shades of the suicides rose up and took form then proceeded to rip the Cherubim apart.