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Deathfest rocked. I was a bear priest. I made gun turrets cry and blew up an entire planet with self replicating land mines. And I think I got herpes somewhere along the way there. Mind control herpes. It was awesome. I ALMOST made it into tier 3! I got two awards for praying to the bear gods....in bear speak. There was some roaring involved. The other one was for the land mine thing. I got a can of Spam and a Jesus-fish sticker that says "PRAY". While I appreciate the sentiment behind them and the relevance to things done in game, I don't know of anyone who DOESN'T hate Spam and I am a rather strong atheist. I would totally be up for sticking a Darwin fish on the back of my car though. Also, my DM was kind of hot. And I love nerds. And he has a delightfully filthy sense of humor. So I did what any socially challenged modified version of DnD roleplayer would do: wrote my screen name on his evaluation sheet. *sigh* Why am I awkward?