Fate test run ends with a boom

Joe — Tue, 06 Aug 2019 03:00:18 +0000

Our test run concluded this week and my oh my was it a helluva conclusion. After everyone came around to removing some Russian mafia thugs, we resumed our bar crawl.

Questioned some fellow patrons about Mazzy’s whereabouts

After gaining some valuable intelligence from Linny, we were forced to continue drinking. What a shame…

Unfriendly locals.

I sampled the local beverages and other offerings, but waved off from engaging with our target. I figures Beeper Bob would rather play up his fame with the ladies by himself. What a player.

Establishing a rapport with the fine guests of this shit hole.

Bob seals the deal and we’re out.

Right out the front door, you cunning linguist.

I slam my whiskey, turn to the door, and its dark. I feel my feet shuffling towards the door, so I know its not the coke or at least I think its not.

Climb into a stolen car to chase down your other friends that fucking bailed?

Call in a favor from my pal, Jeffery Downten, at Night City HQ that fucker owes me for covering for him on his gambling debts, now its his turn to pay up.

This is bad and I mean really, really bad. There is no way, they’ve uncovered dirt on me. I relay the news and suggest we follow Jeff’s suggestion to lay low and come up with a plan. Ok, I’ve got an idea.

Are you fucking kidding me?

This psychopath tries to end me while driving, because I’m not doing enough? Wheel, seatbelt, wall. Fuck him.

This will be my stop. Have fun picking the airbag out of your teeth.

On the other side of town, near a lonely diner Bob’s gal nukes our pay day. What the fuck guys! We don’t need money, you selfish pricks.

I guess that’s one way to clear the view from my office.

Post ringing in my ears, I stumble out of the wreckage and call my boy.

Precious, you got a dime bro? My head is killing me.

Thanks Devin, I appreciated your work as a GM. Nicely done sir!

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Goodbye to economy seats at our gaming table

Joe — Tue, 23 Jul 2019 03:00:50 +0000

After the closure of our Starfinder adventure it was time for a change with our gaming table. Too long had Zach been shafted with the shit seats, and the prospect of going back to minimal legroom was too much to bear.

I know we discussed the getting an official gaming table to store all of our equipment, but it eats into our mutual beer money. We did discuss the option of crafting this equipment from the finest materials, but there too we had challenges to great to overcome.

A close approximate to our original custom built GM screen

With the tools of the trade in hand, I quickly grabbed a dry erase pen and scribbled away on a drawing surface. I presented my well documented plan to others and expounded and great length about how this would work. At that point in time everyone else had just stood up and started moving tables.

Half way through the evening

How long does it take to get six gamers to agree on the position of four tables, a mangled dry erase board “screen”, and a single projector? About three hours with 75% of the original screws and only one wasted trip to Menards.

After much re-arrangement of the tables, I believe we’ve come to a beneficial solution for all. Zach, future gamers will appreciate your determination to make our gaming area better.

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