The Hafwit Waltz

hafwit @ 2009-12-24T23:11:00

2009-12-24T22:11:52Z

O man, I have eaten so much that I can barely move. Christmas Eve has been great, and we have had a wonderful time. My family's awesome.

Also, I've gotten a new awesome coat, a much bigger gift than I expected.

I just read the most awesome comic

2009-12-23T21:26:44Z

Don't let the wall of text scare you off. It's like a sci-fi Eric Bogle song. Very moving.

We wish thee dear faithful: thy dreams may come true

2009-12-23T16:43:04Z

Yeah, Christmas cheer has set in for good. It's a strange combination of happiness and melancholy. I'm sure you know it, or something like it.

I hope you have some great holidays, no matter what you do.

The Twelve Days of Christmas, Supers-Style

2009-12-21T14:19:17Z

The Twelve Gifts

In the secret world of true martial arts, there are twelve names that are whispered with awe and envy, that of the Twelve Gifts. These masters have transcended human boundaries and become saints, engines of destruction, superheroes. They wander the world, changing it as they go.

Partridge-In-Pear-Tree

Partridge is an immortal, and profoundly unhappy. His prowess at combat is beyond compare, yet he seems doomed to be too late, too soon, or simply on the losing side of any conflict. It is said that he was in time to see the Buddhas of Bamyan destroyed, but no one knows for sure. These days he wanders the world, loath to intercede in any conflict fearing that his presence will cause injustice to prevail. His beautiful feather cape seems to weigh him down terribly. If roused from his deep depression, Partridge could become a great force for justice. Unless he's right.

3: Partridge-In-Pear-Tree Prana
2: Flight
1: Dreadfully Immortal

Tricks:

Re-roll the Dice: Not Going Down (Dreadfully Immortal)
Change one die to a 5: Bounteous Orchard Punch (Partridge-In-Pear-Tree Prana)
Change one roll to Effect 2: Partridge Stance (Partridge-In-Pear-Tree Prana)

Two Turtle Doves

The lovers known as the Two Turtle Doves have lost something of what made them human, as part of their undying love. They are genderless figures, one dark with shining white eyes, one white with black eyes. On their chests are the sign the doves. Above all, the Two Turtle Doves seek a place to settle down and raise their strange offspring. To that end they have tried taking over several 'environments' ranging from the Black Forest in Germany (and starting a perculiar romance cult in that location) to the criminal underworld of New York City (and starting a gang war in the process). While their aim may be understandable, their means are invariably destructive.

3: Inhuman Fury
2: Super-Dexterity
1: Halves Of A Whole

Tricks:

Re-roll the Dice: Effortless Dodge (Super-Dexterity)
Change one die to a 5: Dove's Cry (Inhuman Fury)
Change one roll to Effect 2: Nesting Pair Attack (Halves Of A Whole)

Three French Hens

The Three French Hens are the scourge of paris' criminals. Many an evil-doer has seen the best laid plans come apart when the three women, dressed in demure brown, entered the scene. It is said that the Hens are supported by a secret society, a network hearkening back to the Reign of Terror, dedicated to keeping the streets safe.

3: Jinx
2: Kung Fu
1: Relentless Seekers of Justice

Tricks:

Re-roll the Dice: Everything Comes Undone (Jinx)
Change one die to a 5: Deadly Kick (Kung Fu)
Change one roll to Effect 2: Superior Defense (Kung Fu)

Four-Calling-Birds

The man known as Four-Calling-Birds is ancient. There are stories of a man fitting his description which predate Christ. Some say that he is the man who performed many of the miracles attributed to St. Francis of Assisi, but the man appears to be Japanese. He assists the needy, but has a knack for making powerful enemies too. Four-Calling-Birds is generally a peaceful man, but has had several run-ins with the supervillain known as the Hell Marshall.

3: Beguiling Birdsong
2: Flight
1: Friend To Animals

Tricks:

Re-roll the Dice: Sin Shies From My Song (Beguiling Birdsong)
Change one die to a 5: No Man Is M y Enemy (Beguiling Birdsong)
Change one roll to Effect 2: Come To My Aid! (Friend To Animals)

Five Golden Rings

The Five Golden Rings are five people (two men and three women) with identical powers and outfits (white uniform with a golden circle on the chest), yet they seem to be fierce enemies. They claim to have been created as part of a Taoist alchemical process, imbibing an elixir called Golden Totality. The Golden Rings will often join groups of superheroes for short durations, or groups of villains in order to fight each other.

3: Fists of Destruction
2: Perfect Physique
1: Golden Energy Beams

Tricks:

Re-roll the Dice: Shockwave Punch (Fists of Destruction)
Change one die to a 5: Concentrated Ray (Golden Energy Beams)
Change one roll to Effect 2: Punch Through Anything (Fists of Destruction)

Six Geese A-Laying

The Geese A-Laying are a group of creatures who may once have been human. Each is guarding a titanic egg which they claim will spawn a new species to surplant humanity. While this may sound ominous, they are only hostile to humanity when they are disturbed in their egg-tending. One had to be teleported away from caverns beneath Cincenatti, while at least three live perilously close to human habitation in Japan.

3: Mother Of Man's Ruin
2: Super-Dexterity
1: Super-Strength

Tricks:

Re-roll the Dice: Immovable (Super-Strength)
Change one die to a 5: Effortless Defense (Super-Dexterity)
Change one roll to Effect 2: Mama Bear Rage (Mother Of Man's Ruin)

Seven Swans A-Swimming

The Swans are the guardians of the traditional seven seas (the Persian Gulf, the Caspian Sea, the Black Sea, the Red Sea, the Mediterranean Sea, the Adriatic Sea, and the Arabian Sea). They claim to have been given this task by Hermes Trismegistus himself. The Swans are aloof creatures, often arrogant and hot-headed, but ultimately a force tasked with protecting mankind. They appear as winged and handsome long-haired men of Mediterranean or Middle Eastern cast, weaping deep blue robes.

3: Majestic Flight
2: Water Control
1: Mystical Guardian

Tricks:

Re-roll the Dice: Creating Storm (Majestic Flight)
Change one die to a 5: Intimidating Force Of Will (Mystical Guardian)
Change one roll to Effect 2: Tidal Wave (Water Control)

Eight Maids A-Milking

The Eight Maids A-Milking look out over the world and do not like what they see. Mankind is without humility, mercy, or hope. Some say that the women embody the eight beatitudes, and they certainly think up vast, convoluted schemes to promote humility (though fear), mercy (through placing individuals or groups in situations where they have to make moral choices where lives hang in the balance), or hope (by taking over from leaders that they consider corrupt.

3: Dazzling Divine Light
2: Energy Creations
1: Schemes Within Schemes

Tricks:

Re-roll the Dice: We Came Prepared (Schemes Within Schemes)
Change one die to a 5: Energy Sledgehammer (Energy Creations)
Change one roll to Effect 2: Welcome To A New World (Energy Creations)

Nine Ladies Dancing

Nine women, one mind. Such is the strange power of Nine Ladies Dancing. They come like a graceful wind, like dervishes whirling. It is said that they are the dream-forms of an ancient queen in a sorcerous slumber, but in the secret world of true martial arts, certainties are a rare luxury.

Nine Ladies Dancing is a force for good, but she leaves almost as much devastation in her wake as the evil she has thwarted.

3: Whirlwind Attack
2: Nine Perfect Bodies
1: I Am Many

Tricks:

Re-roll the Dice: Untouchable Flurry Of Bodies (Whirlwind Attack)
Change one die to a 5: Lovely Confusion (Nine Bodies)
Change one roll to Effect 2: Perfectly Coordinated (Nine Bodies)

Ten Lords A-Leaping

The assassin cult known as Ten Lords A-Leaping is known and rightly feared from Singapore to Boston. These shadowy killers seem to treat gravity as a polite suggestion at best. The crime fighters Night Shifter and Clampdown have fought members on several occasions.

3: Lordly Leap
2: A Shadow Among Shadows
1: Throwing

Tricks:

Re-roll the Dice: You Never Saw Him Coming (A Shadow Among Shadows)
Change one die to a 5: Throwing Star To The Kidneys! (Throwing)
Change one roll to Effect 2: Flying Kick! (Lordly Leap)

Eleven Pipers Piping

To Eleven-Pipers-Piping, great powers came without training or effort. He was a Mongolian peasant who one day came upon what appeared to be a crashed spaceship. Within he found a strange creature, part octopus and part toad, it seemed. It held out a strange pipe to the man, then collapsed.

The man found that when he held the pipe he was a fighter beyond compare, and when he played the pipe, men would go mad. Being a man of limited imagination, Eleven-Pipes-Piping resolved to make himself rich through crime.

3: Pipes Of Madness
2: Martial Arts Master
1: Altered Physique

Tricks:

Re-roll the Dice: Instilling Madness In Crowds (Pipes Of Madness)
Change one die to a 5: Debilitating Kick (Martial Arts Master)
Change one roll to Effect 2: Inhuman Punch (Martial Arts Master)

Twelve Drummers Drumming

Twelve-Drummers-Drumming is a giantess and claims to be a daughter of Raijin, Japanese god of thunder. When she plays her drum, the earth quakes. Twelve-Drummers-Drumming is not a villain per se, but is known to pitch a fit if her status as a demi-goddess isn't properly acknowledged.

3: Earthquake Drums
2: Super-strength
1: Demi-Goddess

Tricks:

Re-roll the Dice: Take THAT, Insolent Maggot! (Super-strength)
Change one die to a 5: Words Fail, Buildings Tumble (Earthquake Drums)
Change one roll to Effect 2: Raging Epicenter (Earthquake Drums)

Fave Albums of the Last Decade: 3

2009-12-20T16:17:51Z

Tom Waits – Real Gone

I have been a Tom Waits fan for as long as I can remember, and I consider Real Gone one of his best albums of all time. Certainly the best since '92, and that saying something.

In true Waits fashion, we get what seems like snippets of riveting stories about murders, heartbreak, and the seeming lack of mercy and justice in the world. The idea of the fragmented narrative seems to be the topic of How's It Gonna End:

The barn leaned over, the vultures dried their wings
The moon climbed up an empty sky
The sun sank down behind the tree on the hill
There's a killer and he's coming thru the rye
But maybe he's the father of that lost little girl
It's hard to tell in this light

And I want to know the same thing
Everyone wants to know
How's it going to end?

You may not get all the details, but you're in the grip of a ripping yarn. I find myself trying to fill in the gaps every time I listen to these songs.

Two things stand out on this record. Brilliant guitarist Marc Ribot is back, bringing a bit of disjointede Latin rythm to many of the songs, particularly on Hoist That Rag, a song which seem to center on wanting to slit some throats.

Secondly, Waits makes use of a version of human beatboxing, using the groans and roars of his own gloriously ruined voice as monstrous percussion.

The album contains some of Waits bleakest material, but also some very tender songs. Among these are Dead And Lovely, a no-nonsense lament for a wasted life, and Trampled Rose, a song that seems to define heartbreak.

It's a noisy, rambling album that shows Tom Waits and a slew of amazing musicians at the top of their game, and that is very high praise indeed.

NichtLustig Lemming and Yeti, Avatar-Style

2009-12-19T12:29:22Z

Sorry for posting another content-light post. I just thought they were über-cute. My brother's got a fever. Last night he dreamed that Obama had declined to attend the COP15, but had sent Donald Duck instead. Who says there's no fun in being sick?

NichtLustig!

2009-12-18T13:51:06Z

"Dinner's cold. What's your excuse this time?" "Well, Meyer in Accounting wouldn't let me leave any sooner. And the werewolf-attack. Also by Meyer in Accounting".

December Afternoon

2009-12-15T11:20:55Z

Fave Albums of the Last Decade: 4

2009-12-15T09:16:55Z

The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets – The Shadow Out of Tim

If you know my love of gaming and Lovecraft's fiction, this choice may come as no surprise. I am, however, a bit surprised myself that this album is so high on my list. Thickets used to be a band that I really liked, but I couldn't shake the feeling that they were nudging and winking a little too much, if that makes sense. That they didn't take what they were doing seriously. This changed with The Shadow Out of Tim.

Most of the album is devoted to telling an updated version of Lovecraft's "The Shadow Out of Time" in which Tim, a marine biologist, blacks out and loses years of his life; when he tries to learn what happened, people start to die and unspeakable horrors are revealed. Good stuff in other words.
The lyrics are funny, well-written, and catchy, detailing the story of Tim. I was hooked from the first time I heard Chapter I: A Marine Biologist, which has lovable lyrics like:

Come along to the mesopelagic
We can frolic where the corals abound.
If the cads with the benthic trawlers haven't passed
by the time we get down.

Collect the specimens and illustrate 'em -
o well as best as you can

Bring 'em up, lay 'em out,
look 'em up, write 'em down,
and you can publish your findings
in a peer-reviewed journal.

The music is extremely catchy and varied listener-friendly hard rock, which migh appeal equally to fans of Cheap Trick or Pixies. You will be humming these riffs and choruses for a long time. It's the upbeatest thing on this list, and will make you smile, even if you're indifferent to things Lovecraftian. It works purely as pop music, and works well.

We Can't Go On Together With Suspicious Minds

2009-12-13T01:21:33Z

So, 969 people allegedly got arrested, among them a Hare Krisha nun. She said that she joined the demonstration because of the 'positive vibrations'.

The latest targeted legislation has more or less given the cops the goahead to detain people who LOOK LIKE troublemakers. Antifas, anarchists, punks, whatever.

Climate conference or no, my country's currently run by assholes. If we get a change of government, we can Maybe count on things getting no worse. It's unlikely that things will get better.

It's 2:20 in the morning and I'm drunk after much beer and mead, as well as many games of Opus Dei, Guilloutine, and Chez Goth. I'm not entirely reliable, but, drunk or sober, I've lost much of my faith in government and police. Be safe, O dudes.

In the City

2009-12-12T10:01:40Z

It's getting close to Christmas, the Climate Conference is in full swing, and I'm in Copenhagen to celebrate a friend's birthday. We already started celebrating yesterday, beer and RockBand.

Upon arriving, I saw a young girl at the station, holding a sign saying ACTIVIST INFO. People were passing out flash mob flyers. Outside the station I counted five full police vans, and on the short walk past Tivoli down to City Hall Square, there were cops posted at every four meters. Down at the point of our rendezvous, six Greenpeace activists were being watched hawk-like by two more vans full of coffee-sipping cops. I guess you get the picture. I've seen more police here, than I think I have in the rest of my life (immigration in Philly Airport included).
And the G77 threatened to walk out, accusing Denmark and the other Western countries of bias. Things are gonna come to a head today! Stay tuned.

Today there'll be brunch, and general ecstatic cavorting. Possibly beer and bowling! We are mad with decadent frivolity.

Things are good

2009-12-09T20:35:24Z

I'm tempting fate by saying it, but I feel good. Things are okay.

Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time...

Y’ can’t show a man th’ obvious if he didn’t notice it himself

2009-12-09T11:45:39Z

Ok, a sort break in the list. I've recently been introduced to the Subnormality webcomic, and I've quickly grown to love it. The wall of text is a change of pace from what I'm used to in the medium, but it means that the readin' pleasure lasts longer.

Today it's about Shango the Atomic Cowgirl. Among other things, it's about how stubbornly we cling to our preconceived notions. And a talking mule inventor.

Fave Albums of the Last Decade: 5

2009-12-08T13:37:54Z

John Prine & Mac Wiseman – Standard Songs for Average People

This is an album you'd want to hug. Two old geezers (highly qualified old geezers) singing Americana evergreens like Saginaw, Michigan or The Ballad of Floyd Collins. Mac Wiseman is one of the best voices in bluegrass and John Prine is one of the best singer-songwriters of all time. This is melancholy, humorous and sincere music that makes you feel like you're in the room with the musicians.

The Ballad of Floyd Collins is a stand-out track, with the two men trading verses over a jaunty American folk-ballad backdrop of harmonica guitar and banjo. It's a classic morality tale from life about the yong man who died before his time, of course with the moral that we never know the day or the hour, so get right with God!

Another wonderful song is The Blue Side of Lonesome. I'm pretty sure that the two oldsters are playing this piece of über-schmaltz with wry smiles.

The floor has a carpet of sorrows,
Yet no one can weep in the aisle.
And they say someone broke the bar mirror,
With only the ghost of a smile.

The hands on the clock never alter,
For things never change in this place.
There's no present, no past, no future,
We're the ones who have lost in loves race.

Isn't that wonderful? John brays with wonderful sincerity, and Mac shows off his honeyed deep-end tenor. The man's 82!

If you enjoy traditional folk-country, and can feel nostalgic about a time before you were born, ypou'll love this stuff. It's romantic, but with a sense of humor.

Fave Albums of the Last Decade: 6

2009-12-08T12:00:30Z

Oxbow – The Narcotic Story

Oxbow is a heavy noise/blues band. Imagine Black Sabbath fused with The Birthday Party and you're in the ballpark. In other words, Oxbow plays abrasive music, with elements of delta blues and hard noise rock. It is not for everyone, and could be called uneasy listening. Now you're warned.

Oxbow's latest album, The Narcotic Story, is a rather short affair (45 minutes), and might be a good place to start for the curious.
The sound is heavier than usual, but also cleaner, and frontman Eugene Robertson shows some restraint when it comes to the mutterings, growls, and demeted screams that are his trademarks. The result is is a slow-burning, hellish blues. Darkly beautiful passages with piano and strings are interspersed with chunks of filthy guitar creates a very warm and tense soundscape.
The album is very homogenous and consistent. The tracks have a slight tendency to merge into one another, rather like paragraphs in a story.

Standout tracks are Down a Stair Backward, whose deep, oppressive riff immensely pleases this old Black Sabbath fan, and album-closer It's the Giving Not the Taking, a brittle and frightening lullabye.

Fave Albums of the Last Decade: 7

2009-12-08T10:55:41Z

Amon Tobin - Foley Room

I'm not the biggest Tobin fan, although I've got a lot of his stuff. This album was a wonderful surprise though. From what I've read, Tobin uses found sounds here, recordings of anything from kitchen sinks to restless wasps. Whatever he's done, he's managed to give his music an organic quality which it has lack previously.
This is very much music for mind-movies, which I love very much. The first piece Bloodstones (with the Kronos Quartet) is a rumbling affair with heart-rending strings and 'watery' sounds. To me it's the theme music for a steampunk Maigret TV series. You can just see him, pipe in hand, watching as bodies are bing dragged from the Seine.
Another favorite is Horsefish, a slow dubby affair which could be music for exploring coral reefs. Kitchen Sink is a funny piece, feating, well, the 'bloink' of a kitchen sink. The Killer's Vanilla is the sound of a great, creaking machine with interlocking gears.
In a sense this is escapist music, made for daydreaming, and thinking up stuff. That happens to be one of my favorite pastimes, so there.

Fave Albums of the Last Decade: 8

2009-12-08T09:04:51Z

SUNN O))) - Black One

Now this is awful. Awfully good, but still awful. Sunn O))) is a doom band, moving away from almost anything you normally think about in connection with heavy metal. It is droning music with a heaviness that hits you in the gut. Impossible to ignore when its playing, even if it eschews conventional song structure and length. The opener, Sin Nanna is a two-minute bass drone with wisps of percussion and guitar floating in and out. It's a surprisingly uplifting and ethereal piece, but it drops the listener straight into It Took The Night To Believe, the closest the band gets to a conventional metal song, complete with deep black metal howls. It's a haunting, slow-burning piece.
Next up is an Immortal cover (Cursed Realms (Of the Winterdemons)), a piece that threatens to devolve into white noise with a vocal performance that sounds like the last radio communication from some doomed arctic expedition.
The band (with their many and diverse guest musicians, from Australian avant-garde guitarists, to American black metal vocalists) go from strength to strength, delving deep into a cthonic vein of music that hardly had been mined before. The closer is Báthory Erzébet, a sixteen minute long claustrophobic masterpiece.

This is not a feel-good album, nor does it give much occasion for air guitar (which I love), but it is a truly awesome trip into a varied and beautiful darkness.

Fave Albums of the Last Decade: 9

2009-12-07T18:32:39Z

Pelican – The March Into The Sea

This may be cheating a bit, since The March Into The Sea, is an EP, and one with only two tracks to boot. The two tracks are 20 and 12 minutes long though, so I feel okay about it.
This is fucking triumphant music! Huge like continental drift, and heavy like cathedrals, yet not oppressive or brutal. It is instrumental, but extremely expressive.
The first track, The March Into The Sea, starts off heavy and slow, a ponderous movement towards the sea. After gaining momentum, the soundscape fragments into scintillating guitar and piano, like silver bubbles floating past as you sink. Is it getting a bit flowery? I must admit that the track inspired me in a very vivid and immediate way, and after hearing it, I wrote a scene for my abortive 2006 NaNoWriMo novel. I've included the scene below.
Second track Angel Tears is a remix by Justin Broaderick (of Napalm Death, Godflesh and Jesu). The massive guitars of the original are stretched into twelve minutes of electronically-infused rising drones, like Brian Eno's dirty, subterranean counterpart.

That night he dreamed of the aeguids. He did not know whether they were just another part of his own yearning or whether Aldrian had given the dream a vocabulary that it had not previously possessed.
In the dream he stood in a large and wet cave. It seemed huge like a great temple, amplifying the sound of massive breakers thundering outside.
The aeguids were standing around him, concern and pride playing across their broad faces. Like parents looking at their child, he thought. They were large creatures and almost men. Their eyes were large and the colors ran the gamut from dark blue like his own to a scintillating pearly white that seem to light up the dark surroundings a little. Their mouths were wide like those of frog or fish. He felt safe, as though this was where he was supposed to be. They lifted him in their large webbed hands and he felt jubilation although not a word was spoken. They carried him outside the cave. Here more aeguids waited. There were row after row of friendly amphibian faces. They carried him on their hands like priests holding a newborn prince aloft for the populace to see.

Ahead of him was the Ocean. The sky was a gray slate color and the waves crashed angrily against the shore. He was moving towards it, moving from hand to hand. This was his destiny he knew, and he felt an exhilaration within, unlike anything he had ever experienced. Then the last of the aeguids let him fall from her mighty hands. He felt air rushing past him and the water's roar the waters grow ever louder. he was engulfed, and in stillness he sank and sank. The deep was calm and he felt more than saw the Aeguids around him, from the elder ones to children ecstatic with the feeling of the sea. Below where the weight of the ocean was crushing he felt their home. His home.

Mother Ocean.

He sank into the dark, never to be seen again.

Fave Albums of the Last Decade: 10

2009-12-07T17:32:45Z

Exodus - Shovel-Headed Kill Machine

Exodus is an 80s thrash band, about the same age as Metallica and Anthrax, and Shovel-Headed Kill Machine (2005) is their seventh album. Yet this album ushes in some substantial changes, and it almost feels like a new band. They've got Paul Bostaph from Slayer on drums for this album only, and the guy's impressive as always. He manages beautiful tempo-changes, as well as straight-forward brutality. Their new singer, Rob Dukes (is that a manly name or what?), brings a lot more anger to the proceedings, a bit of a departure from Steve Souza's charming AC/DC-esque vocals. I think that I can hear a bit of hardcore influence in Dukes' dry hissing and roaring.

The album is a wonderful outlet of aggression, it almost feels like it shines with rage put to creative use. The band plays blindingly fast on some tracks, but have the good sense to go down-tempo, particularly on the wonderful Altered Boy, my go-to song for letting out anger and punching the walls. The title track almost veers into crossover, complete with shouty choir during the chorus, and Deathamphetamine is an eight-minute long epic thrasher with a delightfully whiny guitar solo.

Here's a live version of Altered Boy. Listen loud.

More Photos (behind the cut)

2009-12-07T16:31:16Z

How far have I really come?

2009-12-06T15:30:37Z

For some time now, I've taken meds for anxiety, and I've had some therapy for anxiety and social phobia. It has helped me a great deal, and I feel less like I'm breaking apart doing normal stuff. still, somethings will unfailingly set me off.
Just now I missed a phonecall, and I don't know the number. This is still enough to set the ball rolling into full-on anxiety. I'm even afraid of calling back. I feel like shit when something like that happens.

Winter skies

2009-12-06T12:55:12Z

I've been out taking pictures of the city...

I'm working on resizing them.

SCENE: A Thread About Weight And Dieting

2009-12-03T13:13:15Z

"You fatties just gotta cowboy up! ROOARR!"

"We caan't! Our waistlines are COMPLETELY beyond our control. Fascist."

"What you lard-monkeys need is a kick up the backside. With hobnailed boots!"

"Animal. My body tells me what it needs. It's cheeseburgers and donuts btw. I must have a huge deficit somewhere..."

"THE WILL! THE WILL TO THINNESS!!"

The Wizard Sings!

2009-12-02T18:48:51Z

The wizard being Alan Moore. Of course we've heard him sing the famous "March of the Sinister Ducks", and here he is again. The missing link between Kenneth Grant and Ian Curtis...

2009 In Gaming

2009-12-01T21:35:19Z

Games have been a little thin on the ground, but it has happened, not least because

In this past year I've played:

Two sessions of Rules Cyclopedia D&D at Tangency meets, once in the spring, once two weeks ago. The spring-session had people from four nations around the table. None of us had English as our first language, yet that was our shared language.

I've run:

A one-session game of Lacuna. Tangency meet again, late summer. It went well, and reaffirmed that I want to use a version of those rules for a straight-up action game at some point. The rules really make for game sessions that develop FAST.

A three-session game of Warhammer 40k Inquisitors. Dark Heresy, with homebrewed rules. This was fun, and the basic idea behind the rules is sound, but I gotta toy a bit with the dice mechanic.

How about you, gentle reader?