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Jan. 14th, 2006 08:23 amMurgh. So tired.
Game went well. And by game I mean character creation. Since it was a beginner's game anyway. Character creation went on for bloody ever, I'd forgotten how long it can go on when you don't actually know what you're doing. We wound up... let's just say we wound up with a team not suited to undercover work. But not a bad team, a decently rounded team even with that, and it went pretty well. I think people had fun. I had only two players I actually expec... three players I expected, two I didn't.
The annoying part is, the boy's brother showed up at 11 last night and didn't go home till, like, two. Which meant, since the boy wound up outside talking to a couple of my players about another game till one, I got to be the one staying up, entertianing brother and another player, and dealing with the dogs until one in the morning. I didn't want to be up at one in the morning. That's why I called the game at 11.45 and only did minimal roleplay. Bastard. You want them entertained, get your ass in here and do it yourself.
Alas no. I went to bed at one. Woke up at around two when people went home. Then at four when the cat overheated me by laying on me. Then at six thirty when the dogs started barking. UGH.
Yeah. Not going to the other Shadowrun game today. Coming home. Going to sleep. Possibly not even working a full shift today, but we'll see. Gragh. So much hate. So much sleepy.
Game went well. And by game I mean character creation. Since it was a beginner's game anyway. Character creation went on for bloody ever, I'd forgotten how long it can go on when you don't actually know what you're doing. We wound up... let's just say we wound up with a team not suited to undercover work. But not a bad team, a decently rounded team even with that, and it went pretty well. I think people had fun. I had only two players I actually expec... three players I expected, two I didn't.
The annoying part is, the boy's brother showed up at 11 last night and didn't go home till, like, two. Which meant, since the boy wound up outside talking to a couple of my players about another game till one, I got to be the one staying up, entertianing brother and another player, and dealing with the dogs until one in the morning. I didn't want to be up at one in the morning. That's why I called the game at 11.45 and only did minimal roleplay. Bastard. You want them entertained, get your ass in here and do it yourself.
Alas no. I went to bed at one. Woke up at around two when people went home. Then at four when the cat overheated me by laying on me. Then at six thirty when the dogs started barking. UGH.
Yeah. Not going to the other Shadowrun game today. Coming home. Going to sleep. Possibly not even working a full shift today, but we'll see. Gragh. So much hate. So much sleepy.