I am not sure why this warning would be necessary, but just an FYI: one of the most painful things I have ever experienced. Happened 4 days ago and still hurts like hell.
Terry RW Whisenant's Big Giant (b)Log
Artist - Cartoonist - Graphic Designer - Poet - Writer = Troll Vivant!
Monday, May 6, 2013
Sunday, May 5, 2013
ChupacabraCon 2014 news
ChupacabraCon is coming together. We have added Green Ronin as a company guest and I greatly anticipate a lot of people showing up for that especially featuring Steve Kenson. The new tshirts are also incredibly awesome with artwork by our friend J.Hause.
Sunday, March 24, 2013
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Thursday, February 3, 2011
RPG Setting Ideas (Generational Ship Gone Amok)
Players are on a generational spaceship that went off course generations ago and they have lost a great deal of knowledge since things went amok. The ship is a few technological levels more advanced than the players tech level. The players are probably pretty close to modern technology, and the ship is 40-50 years past them.
There are plants growing all over, perhaps broken free from giant "greenhouses". A lot of the ship is just automated on the actual running necessities, but interior maintainence has broken down. There probably aren't much in the way of weapons, makeshift probably.
Campaign Ideas that have occurred to me is to have the ship break down after a few sessions and crash on a habitable planet, heck, or maybe not even really habitable, but that'd be easier. There's not much edible on the planet, and the players would have to live off of plants from their ship, perhaps even planting vegetables and fruits from the ship.
I'm picturing an alien race of comparable tech who would probably want the generation ship's technology. Lots of wild animals, maybe dinosaur-like.
There are plants growing all over, perhaps broken free from giant "greenhouses". A lot of the ship is just automated on the actual running necessities, but interior maintainence has broken down. There probably aren't much in the way of weapons, makeshift probably.
Campaign Ideas that have occurred to me is to have the ship break down after a few sessions and crash on a habitable planet, heck, or maybe not even really habitable, but that'd be easier. There's not much edible on the planet, and the players would have to live off of plants from their ship, perhaps even planting vegetables and fruits from the ship.
I'm picturing an alien race of comparable tech who would probably want the generation ship's technology. Lots of wild animals, maybe dinosaur-like.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Hmmm... cornmeal and no flour... I'm so hungry
There's a big old pot of beans on the stove. Again. Really, you can only eat so many beans before the thoughts of robbing the grocery store set in.
I started looking through the paltry pantry, which is at its bitter end, at the moment. Well, there's corn meal, I thought. I wonder how awful it would be just fried up in a pan, the way I make pan-fried bread. I had no idea.
So I threw it together in a bowl, added salt, pepper, thyme and water. I spread it out in the frying pan in pretty hot oil. After a few minutes, I used the spatula to slide under the "patty" to pry it up and keep it from sticking too bad. So far, so good.
When it came time to flip it however, the trouble started. It would not hold together. I had actually separated the burnt on crust from the softer inside, with the spatula earlier. It just kinda fell apart.
I almost gave up at that point, but I decided to take a hard wooden spatula and scrape the stuck on parts up. I then just started turning it frequently and scraping stuck pieces up again and again. After a bit it was pretty fairly "cooked" with little crunchy burnt on parts and softer inside parts. I decided to give it a go, before I tossed it.
Hmmm.... tastes just like cornbread stuffing. Actually not bad, Kenzie and Shana agreed. So, I poured beans on top of it, and dinner is served.
I started looking through the paltry pantry, which is at its bitter end, at the moment. Well, there's corn meal, I thought. I wonder how awful it would be just fried up in a pan, the way I make pan-fried bread. I had no idea.
So I threw it together in a bowl, added salt, pepper, thyme and water. I spread it out in the frying pan in pretty hot oil. After a few minutes, I used the spatula to slide under the "patty" to pry it up and keep it from sticking too bad. So far, so good.
When it came time to flip it however, the trouble started. It would not hold together. I had actually separated the burnt on crust from the softer inside, with the spatula earlier. It just kinda fell apart.
I almost gave up at that point, but I decided to take a hard wooden spatula and scrape the stuck on parts up. I then just started turning it frequently and scraping stuck pieces up again and again. After a bit it was pretty fairly "cooked" with little crunchy burnt on parts and softer inside parts. I decided to give it a go, before I tossed it.
Hmmm.... tastes just like cornbread stuffing. Actually not bad, Kenzie and Shana agreed. So, I poured beans on top of it, and dinner is served.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Damn Diablo 2!
Yes! I am playing Diablo 2 again! Dammit!
It is such stupid fun, I find myself getting re-addicted to it every year or two. It is absolutely the appeal of skill-tree building and random magic item finding that always hooks me. And then... I do nothing else. I spend every waking hour killing Baal and Mephisto.
And Cows. Yes! Hordes of cows. Moo! MOOOOO! Moo? I know my wife hates that sound with a passion. When I play other games, she's like, "Well at least there's no damn mooing." Bah, what does she know? She doesn't understand the mindless wanton slaying of multitudes of thousands of bipedal bovines! How could she?
But there it is. I'm lost again. This is why some of you haven't seen me in a while. And... oh god, Diablo 3 is coming!
It is such stupid fun, I find myself getting re-addicted to it every year or two. It is absolutely the appeal of skill-tree building and random magic item finding that always hooks me. And then... I do nothing else. I spend every waking hour killing Baal and Mephisto.
And Cows. Yes! Hordes of cows. Moo! MOOOOO! Moo? I know my wife hates that sound with a passion. When I play other games, she's like, "Well at least there's no damn mooing." Bah, what does she know? She doesn't understand the mindless wanton slaying of multitudes of thousands of bipedal bovines! How could she?
But there it is. I'm lost again. This is why some of you haven't seen me in a while. And... oh god, Diablo 3 is coming!
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