"WAZOO!" screamed Pepsi, sneezing violently.

Quote from: Gronan of Simmerya;865489"WAZOO!" screamed Pepsi, sneezing violently.

Oh, sob! Does anyone besides the two of us remember this timeless classic?

"White robes for white magic?"

"No, white robes for surrender!"

"Such magic," sighed Pepsi.



(Remember the night we all chorused "Dribble, Dribble, pass, shoot!" as Phil rolled out his latest horde of Undead minions down in the Temple of Sarku? The look of utter bafflement on his was priceless...)

Quote from: chirine ba kal;865493Oh, sob! Does anyone besides the two of us remember this timeless classic?

A few others. But only a few.

Quote from: chirine ba kal;865493Oh, sob! Does anyone besides the two of us remember this timeless classic?

"White robes for white magic?"

"No, white robes for surrender!"

"Such magic," sighed Pepsi.

"Pepsi's bloodied his pug again, and Moxie's getting cranky."

How many times did we say that about Origo and Kadlesh?

Not to mention "and if I had fifty pounds of cement and a couple of sacks you'd both have gone for a stroll in the pond an hour ago."

Quote from: chirine ba kal;865493(Remember the night we all chorused "Dribble, Dribble, pass, shoot!" as Phil rolled out his latest horde of Undead minions down in the Temple of Sarku? The look of utter bafflement on his was priceless...)

Yes.  Yes, I do.  We were giggling like a bunch of teenage girls on nitrous oxide and Phil was utterly clueless.

Then some time later he produced his "Temple of Sarku" tape and scared the living shit out of all of us.  Hell's bells, I KNOW it was just him and some multitrack tape, but DAMNATION it's frightful!

Quote from: Bren;865494A few others. But only a few.

Alas, alackaday, and wooja wooja woo, few remember the tales of those days when many pointless and annoying deeds were done to trouble the councils of the Small and the Silly.

Speaking of, whatever DID happen to that tape Phil did of the ceremony at the Temple of Sarku?

And, of course, any time we REALLY wanted to get on Phil's nerves we'd start speaking in Groaci.

"Adjutanter!  Adjutanter!  To be ordering the crossbow troops to commence extermination of indigenous hostiles instanter!"

"To be complying with all haste, Glorious General!"

* another character hurries over * "General!  To be imploring you not to abandon the other player characters!"

"To be silent, littermate of drones!  To be telling you that the sacrifice of a few paltry hedge-wizards and minor priests is a small price to pay for the glory of the Petal Throne!  Besides, to need only one more skirmish to write up in dispatches to get another Gold of Glory!"

Yes, folks, we really did.

Quote from: Gronan of Simmerya;865498"Pepsi's bloodied his pug again, and Moxie's getting cranky."

How many times did we say that about Origo and Kadlesh?

Not to mention "and if I had fifty pounds of cement and a couple of sacks you'd both have gone for a stroll in the pond an hour ago."




Yes.  Yes, I do.  We were giggling like a bunch of teenage girls on nitrous oxide and Phil was utterly clueless.

Then some time later he produced his "Temple of Sarku" tape and scared the living shit out of all of us.  Hell's bells, I KNOW it was just him and some multitrack tape, but DAMNATION it's frightful!

1. Every other Thursday Night, 1980 to 1987. Gods, those two could 'find an adventure' in an otherwise totally empty landscape.

2. We had to explain it, to him, and I had to loan him my first edition of the book. Big, big mistake, that...

3. It's still spine-shivering today, Glorious General; I play it every now the then for my new players, and it never fails...

Quote from: Bren;865494A few others. But only a few.

Oh, dear...

Quote from: chirine ba kal;8655071. Every other Thursday Night, 1980 to 1987. Gods, those two could 'find an adventure' in an otherwise totally empty landscape.

God's holy trousers, ain't THAT the truth.  If ever two people were born to play "Moxie and Pepsi Dingleberry, a pair of useless, tail-wagging idiots.  They were noisome and easily expendable."

Reasonably bright lads in most circumstances, but get them together and give them dice and utter chaos broke loose.

Quote from: Gronan of Simmerya;865505Speaking of, whatever DID happen to that tape Phil did of the ceremony at the Temple of Sarku?

Well - according to Phil, the summer before he passed away - his original 'went missing' sometime in the late 1990s; he suspected that one of his players had 'borrowed it' and not returned it.

When Carl Brodt (of Tita's House of Games, of course) wanted to do a CD of the Tsolyani language tape Phil did for us, we went back into my archives and dug out the first-generation copy of the Temple tape and my master tape for the language tape. The Missus used her software to re-master the two tapes, cleaning them up a little bit but retaining the 'analog feel', and then we produced them for Carl. The CD is now in limbo, after the Tekumel Foundation pulled Carl's publication license; we offered the digital files, as well as our other audio archives, to the Foundation while I was working for them, but I was rebuffed - no interest on their part. (They didn't want copies, either. Beats me why not.) The Temple portion of the CD has the Sarku ceremony, the excerpt from The Lament to the Wheel of Black, and the Ksarul ceremony.

So, like all the taped interviews that we did with Phil back in the 1980s, the audio tapes all sit on my shelves in the game lounge, and the digital file versions in both hard storage and up in the cloud storage we have.

Quote from: Gronan of Simmerya;865506And, of course, any time we REALLY wanted to get on Phil's nerves we'd start speaking in Groaci.

"Adjutanter!  Adjutanter!  To be ordering the crossbow troops to commence extermination of indigenous hostiles instanter!"

"To be complying with all haste, Glorious General!"

* another character hurries over * "General!  To be imploring you not to abandon the other player characters!"

"To be silent, littermate of drones!  To be telling you that the sacrifice of a few paltry hedge-wizards and minor priests is a small price to pay for the glory of the Petal Throne!  Besides, to need only one more skirmish to write up in dispatches to get another Gold of Glory!"

Yes, folks, we really did.

Ah, Retief! To be once again delighted and infuriated by the Soft One!!!

'Gamesmanship'. We did a lot of 'gamesmanship', back in Ye Olden Dayes. I have lost count of how many times Gronan would break out into a rash when I'd ask him to stop for a moment at the hobby store "to pick up a little something..."  

(Do we need footnotes, in these threads? I ask from a purely didactic standpoint here, Oh Sage.)

Quote from: Gronan of Simmerya;865509God's holy trousers, ain't THAT the truth.  If ever two people were born to play "Moxie and Pepsi Dingleberry, a pair of useless, tail-wagging idiots.  They were noisome and easily expendable."

Reasonably bright lads in most circumstances, but get them together and give them dice and utter chaos broke loose.

Oh, tell me about it. No matter where or when, those two were able to get into Very Serious Trouble at the drop of a Priest of Ksarul's square headdress. It did not help - not at all! - that Origo was Turshanmu's nephew; Uncle Wizard would drop in from time to time to see how his nephew was doing, and pandemonium would instantly result. Turshanmu is about the nicest and kindest of the Undying Wizards, but also the least competent. He'd cast a spell, and then we're tremble to hear him say his trademark line: "Oh, bother."

Gods. Dear, oh dear, oh dear Gods.

It's also probably my fault, too. Arneson's first ship had the Tsolyani for the Millenium Falcon as her name ("She'll do point nine past Ngastu Head!" - Harchar/Arneson to Phil), and Origo's full name was the Tsolyani for 'Luke Skywalker'. It took Phil months to get the jokes, and then my butt was toast.

This is the latest update in my game by a character:
"Seems the only thing being validated here is slavery, poverty, and squalor. A man can not dream or become what he dreams of being, because his station will not allow it. Being a victim of circumstance is not a privilege."

"I am surprised that things continue to function in this city. The impoverished, destitute, distraught, and discarded, easily outnumber the opposition 10 to 1. Maybe I need a change of vocation."

"It is a heavy weight to bear the death of a friend, I could have lost you to the Chaskeri. More importantly, the deaths of those I didn't know. I mean the porters, did their jobs well, but seriously they risked their lives and for what, to set on the steps of a shrine and watch another man die? Our actions aren't enabling or empowering them, they are entitled. How can we continue to improve society, if that is the mentality we encourage?"

Have I portrayed the world correctly or am I doing it wrong?

Is this how you envisioned it and were able to overcome/thrive?
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Quote from: chirine ba kal;865508Oh, dear...

It's so true. Since I've been here it's been a complete education. A whole "older" world has been opened up to me. Things that I would never have know about because I was born fifteen or so years too late. My father was never into Sci-fi or fantasy. He was more into Gangster and War movies. As he would say "real" things. I was left to discover fantasy and Sci-fi on my own. As a young person in the 80's, I look back and see that my younger days were dominated by Star Wars and Tolkien...

That's why for me, your stories and the General's are so great. Much thanks for both of your time. Excellent.

H :0)