Post by casualUcalegon on Jun 11, 2012 22:20:03 GMT -5
[Warning for having a typing qUirk like a proper person does]
I didn't have a very active role in this, mind, bUt at one point dUring my first session one of the players flipped his shit and declared his intention to mUrder the fUck oUt of Us. Don't ask me aboUt what he was normally like, since there were only two people in that session I actUally gave a fUck aboUt and he wasn't one of them. I don't even remember his Role.
In any case, oUr GUard in tUrn declared her intention to mUrder the fUck oUt of him before he mUrdered the fUck oUt of Us and I got dragged into it. She dragged half oUr players into his land, me inclUded, with nothing more than basic weapons and Untested psychic-resistant helmets. Mid-way throUgh the trip there she discovered that he had not, in fact, killed her boyfriend's dreamself like he said he had bUt decided to go ahead with the crUsade anyway.
NatUrally, it tUrned into a clUsterfUck. An attempt opening a locked door with explosives and a flamethrower ended with me at the bottom of a pile of players. Not even a minUte afterwards we all discovered that resistance to mental manipUlation is a far cry from immUnity and I discovered that it really fUcking hUrts to have a red-hot flamethrower nozzle pressed against my chest.
Also, apparently charging weaponless at a psychic armed with a laser dagger is a good idea in some people's heads.
In any case, the clUsterfUck was completely pointless. One of the other players I don't care aboUt talked him down in a properly pale way and we never got oUr poUnd of flesh oUt of the deal. Literally the only thing we did was get thrown into a wall by an explosion and get fUcked aroUnd with mentally.
Let's have it for teamwork, folks!
I didn't have a very active role in this, mind, bUt at one point dUring my first session one of the players flipped his shit and declared his intention to mUrder the fUck oUt of Us. Don't ask me aboUt what he was normally like, since there were only two people in that session I actUally gave a fUck aboUt and he wasn't one of them. I don't even remember his Role.
In any case, oUr GUard in tUrn declared her intention to mUrder the fUck oUt of him before he mUrdered the fUck oUt of Us and I got dragged into it. She dragged half oUr players into his land, me inclUded, with nothing more than basic weapons and Untested psychic-resistant helmets. Mid-way throUgh the trip there she discovered that he had not, in fact, killed her boyfriend's dreamself like he said he had bUt decided to go ahead with the crUsade anyway.
NatUrally, it tUrned into a clUsterfUck. An attempt opening a locked door with explosives and a flamethrower ended with me at the bottom of a pile of players. Not even a minUte afterwards we all discovered that resistance to mental manipUlation is a far cry from immUnity and I discovered that it really fUcking hUrts to have a red-hot flamethrower nozzle pressed against my chest.
Also, apparently charging weaponless at a psychic armed with a laser dagger is a good idea in some people's heads.
In any case, the clUsterfUck was completely pointless. One of the other players I don't care aboUt talked him down in a properly pale way and we never got oUr poUnd of flesh oUt of the deal. Literally the only thing we did was get thrown into a wall by an explosion and get fUcked aroUnd with mentally.
Let's have it for teamwork, folks!