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Woke up in a weird mood today. Completely spaced out, but probably just due to being woken up by my alarm while deep in the middle of REM sleep again. It feels like being wrenched bodily out of a comfortable rest, so now I'm fuzzy, which is just swell.
Yesterday was Exalted. I feel like this is a case study for stuff I like versus stuff that really drives me up a wall. In this case, the game itself was fine, and the ST put on a fine show. I just mean that there wasn't anything objectionable, and there were some specifically fun moments but one of the other PCs are driving me friggin' crazy.
The difference is simple. Both of us are Dusk Caste, the warriors of the Deathlords. He's currently possessed of the full support of his liege, a 5-dot set of power armor with, on top of a truly impressive soak, has a Hardness of 31. That means that even after I hit him and even after I beat his soak to even get to roll to damage, I have to get 31 damage before I can even roll my Essence for damage. I'm told it's the Abyssal version of Celestial Battle Armor. He's also got a Soulsteel Grand Goremaul. It adds something like +16 damage.
In my corner? I have a spear. My Liege has been pulled. My weapons and armor have been stolen. I'm on the run from the armies of Heaven and the soldiers of the Deathknights. My companions have been told to bring me in. I don't have so much as an artifact letter opener. We checked, and it's almost literally impossible to even scratch the other death knight. And why would I want to? Well, he's a psycopath. He's a card-carrying member of 'I'm just role-playing my character', providing that ones character is a massive jerk.
Ok, so we're playing Abyssals, but the power discrepancy is huge. There's no check on this guy. He attacked our sage and KO'd him in one blow, because the sage has no defense charms. Why'd he do it? He was mildly inconvienanced by the sage's attitude. He attacked me when I tried to recover the sage's body to let him recover. He attacked me when I refused to give up my weapon and allow myself to be tied up. If I didn't have a perfect tick-long defense charm, I'd be dead several times over. It's rediculous. But, fine. That's fine. Because I don't need to sleep.
And he does. Oh yes. Two can play this game, and my character has nothing at all left to lose.
Meanwhile, we were playing the game, and even though tensions were a little high at the table, there were no real issues. No stomping, no yelling, just 6 guys around a dinner table talking and drinking tea. When suddenly there came a knock at the door.
A cop-knock. You know what I'm talking about. Seems like our downstairs neighbors called the police for a noise disturbance. You should have seen the look no the faces of the officers when the door opened to a bunch of guys sitting around a table being the source of the disturbance.
"What have you been up to?" they asked. Our ST stepped aside and showed them the apartment.
"Just sitting around playing a game." he said.
"No jumping or yelling or anything?"
"Well, we there's a few people walking around sometimes."
"Well, uh, just try to keep it down, I guess." he said.
We've never been asked to so much as try to keep it quiet from the new neighbors. The neighbors that are always blasting their TV and stereo. The neighbors whose apartment smells like pot and Febreeze from outside the apartment. Really? They're calling the police on us, after two years of frequent gaming? Just wait until we get Rock Band up and running again. Those bastards will really have something to complain about then.
Yesterday was Exalted. I feel like this is a case study for stuff I like versus stuff that really drives me up a wall. In this case, the game itself was fine, and the ST put on a fine show. I just mean that there wasn't anything objectionable, and there were some specifically fun moments but one of the other PCs are driving me friggin' crazy.
The difference is simple. Both of us are Dusk Caste, the warriors of the Deathlords. He's currently possessed of the full support of his liege, a 5-dot set of power armor with, on top of a truly impressive soak, has a Hardness of 31. That means that even after I hit him and even after I beat his soak to even get to roll to damage, I have to get 31 damage before I can even roll my Essence for damage. I'm told it's the Abyssal version of Celestial Battle Armor. He's also got a Soulsteel Grand Goremaul. It adds something like +16 damage.
In my corner? I have a spear. My Liege has been pulled. My weapons and armor have been stolen. I'm on the run from the armies of Heaven and the soldiers of the Deathknights. My companions have been told to bring me in. I don't have so much as an artifact letter opener. We checked, and it's almost literally impossible to even scratch the other death knight. And why would I want to? Well, he's a psycopath. He's a card-carrying member of 'I'm just role-playing my character', providing that ones character is a massive jerk.
Ok, so we're playing Abyssals, but the power discrepancy is huge. There's no check on this guy. He attacked our sage and KO'd him in one blow, because the sage has no defense charms. Why'd he do it? He was mildly inconvienanced by the sage's attitude. He attacked me when I tried to recover the sage's body to let him recover. He attacked me when I refused to give up my weapon and allow myself to be tied up. If I didn't have a perfect tick-long defense charm, I'd be dead several times over. It's rediculous. But, fine. That's fine. Because I don't need to sleep.
And he does. Oh yes. Two can play this game, and my character has nothing at all left to lose.
Meanwhile, we were playing the game, and even though tensions were a little high at the table, there were no real issues. No stomping, no yelling, just 6 guys around a dinner table talking and drinking tea. When suddenly there came a knock at the door.
A cop-knock. You know what I'm talking about. Seems like our downstairs neighbors called the police for a noise disturbance. You should have seen the look no the faces of the officers when the door opened to a bunch of guys sitting around a table being the source of the disturbance.
"What have you been up to?" they asked. Our ST stepped aside and showed them the apartment.
"Just sitting around playing a game." he said.
"No jumping or yelling or anything?"
"Well, we there's a few people walking around sometimes."
"Well, uh, just try to keep it down, I guess." he said.
We've never been asked to so much as try to keep it quiet from the new neighbors. The neighbors that are always blasting their TV and stereo. The neighbors whose apartment smells like pot and Febreeze from outside the apartment. Really? They're calling the police on us, after two years of frequent gaming? Just wait until we get Rock Band up and running again. Those bastards will really have something to complain about then.
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