So long slowly degenerating LG Chocolate Flip, and hello Nokia C3-01!
Flip phone out, brick with touch screen in!
Also, wi-fi connectivity :)
Kinda wondered where this would come from seeing how she doesn’t have a brother.
WHAT?! Building a character from scratch is so much fun! Also, post your numbers. I’m requesting it. haha
Yeah I’m thinking I might tweak my character a little while I’m in Onatrio, and who knows, I might run into another D&D group while I’m there.
STR:10, CON: 11, DEX: 20, INT: 10, WIS: 16, CHA: 8
INIT: 5, AC: 18, FORT: 11, REF: 16, WILL: 13, HP: 23
I was going to roll my own character before we started (yeah we’re almost all total noobs except for the DM) but our guest DM said he’d make them all for us so I didn’t bother.
Best. Idea. EVER.
Not only did I avoid the pain in the ass of making a character from scratch, but I got one very close to what I would have built anyway.
Elf Ranger, Longbow and Longsword proficiency, Tracking, Stealth, Nature. Pretty much boss.
We only managed to get through a couple encounters, but we did score some loot and I got to use my special daily attack on a few baddies. As a group, I think we fight well. The communication is good and we’ve got 2 leader/healers, 2 heavy/tanks, and 2 strikers. We essentially broke into two groups of three and started kicking ass on two fronts.
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OH MUH GOD, YES! One of us, one of us… be sure to post about it later! :D
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I am shocked that you have not played this game previously!!
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I must say, I’m happy it was these tumblrs who responded.
I’m going out to play D&D for the first time.
I am unashamedly excited.
- Matt: I hate you
- Tom: But why?
- Matt: Because you're an utter bastard
So when I got home from the west coast last week, I started to unpack all my things. While I was certain I hadn’t lost anything during the week, lo and behold I couldn’t find either of my knives and a belt. I searched everywhere, I practically turned my duffel bag inside out.
Five days later they turn up, one at a time, right where they were supposed to be.
Then just yesterday I was organizing clothing for my Ontario trip. Next thing I know, two pairs of shorts are missing. I looked everywhere: laundry room, downstairs apartment, kitchen, my bedroom, brothers’ bedrooms. Nothing.
They both turned up this morning at the foot of my bed.
And he asks me for a favour.
He wants to teleport me to a cave system he’s in to do some mining for him so he can continue on with his current project. Sure no problem, right?
Well there’s a catch, he’s hopelessly lost in these caves. Though he says he’s been there for a while and he’s got everything well lit.
I tell him I can handle that, so he warps me down there with him. He says he wants 50 Iron for the railroad and in exchange he’ll give me as much Glowstone as I want.
30min later; I have 70 Iron, 124 Coal, 44 Lapis, 8 Gold, 6 Diamond, and 54 Redstone. Then I die because he didn’t lay enough torches to keep the zombies and skeletons from spawning.
Long story short, I lost everything including my gear. And I’m going to kill him.
- Matthew, just make up your mind! Are you keeping the jacket on or off?
- No, Jon, I don't care how you're standing there
- No, you can't make that ridiculous pose!
- Tom, for the hundredth time, STOP LOOKING STRAIGHT AT THE CAMERA
- No, I won't take a photo of you sniffing his hair
- What do you mean you didn't bring your instruments?
- How can you not have a drummer? You have a full kit!
- No I can't take a photo in front of that bar, NO LOGOS REMEMBER?
- Dammit Tom, when I said "lean against the pillar", I did not mean stand in front of it!
Wednesday is war photo day. I’ve posted pics from WW1, WW2, Korea, and Vietnam. Depending on the time of the year, or if a specific battle’s anniversary is close by, I might post something special. Otherwise it’s whatever catches my eye in the photo file.
I started it in June 2010 and I’ve done it every Wednesday since. I do it to keep veterans and their struggles at the forefront of people’s minds
The plane tickets are booked. The background check is completed. I’m writing my packing list.
This is all coming so fast. Kinda nervous now…
All mine look so much better on my Flickr.
That I wish my little brother a happy birthday here.
He’s 19 now.
No, he won’t be going out and getting wasted, that’s not his style. He’ll probably go to a bonfire or something and then come home early.
I looked out the kitchen window and caught a glimpse of one of our maple trees.
The leaves have already started turning yellow and red.
That’s not even 2 weeks!
— For those of you who are unaware, I’ve been accepted for an instructor’s position at Ontario Pioneer Camp.—
My flight is booked for 6am on Friday, September 2nd. Oy, I hate early mornings in the airport
Through the door. She has a new shirt. She also looks uneasy at my reaction to it. My eyes are wide and I can’t take my gaze from it.
What’s on the shirt, you ask?
It’s the Triforce from Zelda, surrounded by masks and other Zelda items.
I bend down and give her the biggest hug I can manage. She looks at me with an unusual amount of confusion. I explain to her all I can about gaming and how proud I am of her and her choices.
Then I woke up.
It took a couple moments for me to remember that I don’t have kids, or a wife, or even a sister. Dreams can be so real sometimes.