Resistance is Futile

Tonight was my Tuesday no-longer-very-underdark-themed D+D game, in which the players went to great lengths to avoid facing any challenges, and as a result spent most of the night hiding in rope tricks and running away. Then complained about not getting much XP. They also gave up on returning to their own time, and instead marooned themselves on the Plane of Sheep.

( game summary )

Luis played remotely, which took a while to set up on Ed's machine, and the webcam I bought yesterday turned out to be the only webcam there, although it wasn't needed so much this time as no really complicated battles happened.

Vashti's player wanted to interrogate the locals before quitting for the night, until I pointed out that I had no idea where they were, since they'd actively run away from the plot I'd prepared, and that if they made me make something up on the spot after midnight it was likely to be silly.

Then I got home, and for the second week in a row found a note on the door informing me that my apartment was going to be inspected, since they hadn't actually gotten around to doing it last week. The bad news is, of course, that I have to WORRY more about whether I'll pass, since I have absolutely no idea what the fuck they're looking for. The good news is that it's only been a week, and most everything is still reasonably clean.

Still, I hate them.

Dolphin Dream

I dreamed that I was among a group of important people invited to a ( supervillain's ocean-bottom killer submarine )