Random Babbling Post #9

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I am the God of Threadage, and I bring you... POSTS!

 

Harkle, been there, done that... once I pasted ten PAGES of stuff....

Harkle has giv en me the permission to talk about the Rajakatse game here... as well as the wild partying involved... but I have no idea what dear Harkle did in the game besides dying in the end, combining too enemy tribes of Forest Folk and being a pain in the backside for the human settlement

As for my game... bvesides drinking a lot of mead and iother stuff, my character, a pagan worshipper of the Stormgod,managed to make the local priest think that she was quite religious, decided to ditch the guy she was mooning over because he paid no attention to her whatsoever, learned to write her name, got a crush on a nobleman with bardic pretensions, had a few fortune tellings that conflictred a lot given to her, did some Midsummer rites with other people, and ended up becoming the business partner of a half-human half forest folk traveling peddler of lots of stuff.

But the game wasn't as fun as the Mid-game Usually there is pre-game and after-gasme partying, like in Eryndia. But seeing as Rajakatse lasted from Saturday afternoon to Sunday afternoon, neither happened.... but mid-game did

During the night, lots of people went off-game, at least trying to sleep. Well, bnot us, not the "K-15" part of the mostly "K-18" game. (for those who need clarification, the K-15 part was all players not yet 18...) There were quite afew of us there, Me, Harkle and other non-SP people who might actually coe here after all the advertising that happened...

Anyways, we had fun, we drank a lot, corrupted some minors who had never drank before, bought some more alcohol friom the tavern that was by no means sold to us and sang the Finnish National Anthem at three in the morning loud enough for everyone to hear. It rocked. Although I DID fall asleep around six (again!) but who's counting?

After the game in Lahti I had "fun" by having all my stuff locked inside the railway station and having to spend the night oyutside... long story. Sufice to stay I hung at a kebab joint till 4.30, after that some time outside the station and after six finally got my stuff... then slept in the train.

Also, tried Battery with Jägermeister... it's damn good! as is Smirnoff ice.

Had fun. Had really fun.

Harklle may want to add stuff

 

should i say something? or just be a meaningless post?

Every craft and every line of inquiry, and likewise every action and decision seems to seek some good; that is why some poeple were right to describe the good as what everything seeks. But the ends appear to differ; some are activities, and others are products apart form the activities. Wherever there are ends apart from the actions, the products ae by nature better than the actitities.
--- meaningless babbling from Aristotle.

 

I almost forgot! Here's the recipe of the Rajakatse drink:

Battery
Koskenkorva
Tequila
Mountain Dew
Orange juice
Fruit milk of the orange/mango variety

Mix some of each in a bowl, then send itr 'round the campfire/lantern and have fun!

No idea of the spesific amounts, seeing as none were measured. The first one was brilliant, the next ones weren't as good.

 

Nice one. Aristotle also belevied that woman was deformed man.

My mother represents anti-Aristotelic line and insists that man is deformed woman

 

From my inbox:

Beer Scooter

How many times have you woken up in the morning after
a hard night drinking and thought 'How on earth did I
get home?'

As hard as you try, you cannot piece together your
return journey from the pub to your house. The answer
to this puzzle is that you used a Beer Scooter.

The Beer Scooter is a mythical form of transport,
owned and leased to > the drunk by Bacchus the Roman
god of wine. Bacchus has acquired a large batch of
these magical devices. The Beer Scooter works in the
following fashion:-
The passenger reaches a certain level of drunkenness
and the "slurring gland" begins to give off a
pheromone. Bacchus or one of his many sub-contractors
detects this pheromone and sends down a winged Beer
Scooter.

The scooter scoops up the passenger and deposits them
in their bedroom via a Trans-Dimensional Portal. This
is not cheap to run, so a large portion of the
passenger's in-pocket cash is taken as payment. This
answers the second question after a night out 'How did
I spend so much money?'

Unfortunately, Beer Scooters have a poor safety record
and are thought to Be responsible for over 90% of all
UDI (Unidentified Drinking Injuries).

An undocumented feature of the beer scooter is the
destruction of time segments during the trip. The
nature of Trans-Dimensional Portals dictates that time
will be lost, seemingly unaccounted for. This answers
a third question after a night out 'What the hell
>happened?'

With good intentions, Bacchus opted for the REMIT
Removal of Embarrassing Moments In Time) add on, that
automatically removes, in descending order,those parts
in time regretted most. Unfortunately one person's
REMIT is not necessarily the REMIT of another and
quite often lost time is regained in discussions over
a period of time.

Independent studies have also shown that Beer Goggles
often cause the scooter's navigation system to
malfunction thus sending the passenger to the wrong
bedroom, often with horrific consequences. With recent
models including a GPS, Bacchus made an investment in
a scooter drive-thru chain specializing in half eaten
kebabs and pizza crusts. Another question answered!!

For the family man, Beer Scooters come equipped with
flowers picked from other people's garden and
Thump-A-Lot boots (Patent Pending). These boots are
designed in such a way that no matter how quietly you
tip-toe up the stairs, you are sure to wake up your
other half. Special anti-gravity springs ensure that
you bump into every wall in the house and the CTSGS
Coffee Table Seeking Guidance System) explains the
bruised shins. The final add-on Bacchus saw fit to
invest in for some scooters is the TAS(Tobacco
Absorption System). This explains how one person can
apparently get through 260 Marlboro Lights in a single
night.

PS: Don't forget the on-board heater, which allows you
to comfortably > get home from the pub in sub-zero
temperatures, wearing just a T-shirt.

 

Oh, damn... Now that Arabwel returned our days of relaxation are over...

 

@Daephon: Jordgris? Jordråtta-gris? eller helt enkelt Taggråtta

 

The Groundhog saga: scientific name for Groundhog (aka Woodchuck) is Marmota monax .

 

Glad that you had fun, Arabwel. I am going to my stepsister's place and MAYBE I get to watch Interview With A Vampire there, as the last time I tried, my other stepsister didn't let me watch it.(She's a softie, nice, but doesn't like violent movies)Who cares, that I am not 16? I'll be in three years.

 

Well, this is the end. See you all in the next Random Babbling.

 

I found the norwegian name!!!!!!!

Skogsmurmeldyr, kinda harder to spell than groundhog

 

...Or not. 511 so far and this is the 512th.

 

Chalk me up for 513, baby.

 

514 for me.

I just watched some 10-year old Kung Fu movie. It rocked.

Life is hell.

 

Was there some limit at 510 posts or something?

 

Life is getting more and more boring ...
$hit, I have my piano lesson tomorrow ...

 

Meat loaf - Bat out of hell, is a very very great song