*grumble*

Software Updates In Order Of Obnoxiousness

1. Adobe-any product. I think the main product of Adobe labs are the most time consuming, insistent and annoying updates known to humans. Cross your fingers, they are almost there.

2. Avast! Antivirus. These guys have a software update every day if you forget to turn off auto updating. No, I am not joking.

3. Quicktime. "No I don’t want iTunes", click "No I don’t want iTunes" click. Repeat until the heat death of the universe.

4. Java. Thankfully Java doesn’t update often but when they do you can forget about doing much else with your computer until it is done.

5. Microsoft. Most of us know this one.

An Exchange

I forgot this exchange from game night I meant to include in the write up of game night.

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Craig talking strategy to Mike and indicating an elevated area where he could get good ranged attacks.

Craig: You could climb up there, that way you could look down on people.

Me: Sort of like I do.

Craig (without even pausing): Yeah, but he would have a reason.

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It’s moments like that that make me love game night.

On other topics. I am reading the newest Brian Keane novel ‘Dead Sea’ and I have to say I am pretty disappointed. It is a lot more draggy then ‘The Rising’ or ‘City of the Dead’ and full of a LOT of unnecessary dialogue. There was one moment where I had to pause and think "Ok, I get it. You read some Joseph Campbell, enough already." I’d steer clear of this one unless you are a die hard fan.

Avast ye impromtu game nighters!

[ Amused Mood: Amused ]
Tonight Team Cthulhu had an impromptu game night event. It was pretty off the cuff and the only thing I wanted to play was Pirates! I was a little late out of the gate because of prior evening events (I blame our host for hauling me to a bar where I gave my money to struggling unclothed young women in need of financial assistance). Anyway, I got the ham and beans cooking and we were off!

We started with Wizkids Pirates! and set out the always cool oceanic table and 3 d islands.

Ahoy!

We all headed for various and sundry wild islands trying to avoid one another at first…

That didn’t last long though as Ed developed a taste for battle and sent his whole fleet after Corey’s armada of fast moving junks (trust me, there were tons of ‘junk’ jokes…we are gamers after all).

In the distance, conflict was brewing.

Which turned into one of the biggest fleet vs fleet fights we’ve seen so far. Many rules were debated. I am going to look at the errata asap.

Corey went on to win what was a fairly close round. He really did put together a great fleet.

Of course all of this overseen by the mighty Sherman, in a stylin’ Team Cthulhu shirt. He is seeking a sponsorship here.(The bloodthirsty Pirate Ed is in the background)

After that we decided to play some HorrorClix. Craig suggested with number of people we do a scenario type game and suggested a Dawn of the Dead type scenario he had from on line. We didn’t have a mall map, so we used an office map. We then divided into two teams of 400 points each, three to a side, survivors vs. zombies.

Survivors: Myself, Ed and Sherman.

Zombies: Corey, Mike and Craig.

This proved to be a pretty evenly matched game (in spite of some griping by Mike to the contrary). We set up and started moving our forces into position.

Battle split into two fronts, with Sherman and Ed trying to contain Corey’s forces of zombie sorrority girls and lawyers on one side…

and my very effective force of two agents and a priest creating a killer bottleneck on the other.

On my side the slaughter was pretty immense and I only lost one guy. It came down to my remaining forces against one lone zombie lawyer. Corey conceeded making this my first ever HorrorClix win (and my team of course).

Being full and tired we decided to play some Fantasy Munchkin to finish out the night.

Things got wild at the end…

All in all, for an off the cuff TC game night, a good time and some good eats.

Start

The game starts with the Friday Nighters, as usual, sitting around a crappy plastic table on bad plastic chairs in the breeze-way on the sixth floor outside of (x)s apartment. Old Thompson comes down to talk to the boys and play a little five card draw.

A standard, quiet night in the project.

Greenway Gardens

The gardens surrounding the slowly collapsing playset in the middle of the greenway between the two buildings nothing short of amazing. Groups of older latin ladies have set up chickenwire and trellises and are growing beans, squash and peppers. They can and do pickle these and use them as trade commodities in the two housing structures.

They watch the garden like fierce tiny spanish banshees and nobody, not even the gangers mess with them. The Friday Nighters keep an eye on it as well and the ladies are appreciative, pickled peppers are a common snack for the bretheren. They serve weeding duty now and then and (x) occasionally takes his electric out into the boonies and comes back with some fresh compost and some chickens. Everyone loves the eggs. Nobody asks about (x)’s connections.

There have been brief wars in the gardens. The gangers fighting the private Stonewall security forces. The bodies get drug away, the ladies mutter and glare and rebuild. Since the advent of the Friday Nighters gangers have died down. Probably because a few of the Friday Nighters returned from post Iran a little twitchy and willing to crack skulls.

The gardens now grow fiercly green. Why are more and more apartments becoming empty?

Old Thompson

Old Eldon Thompson (JR.) fought in Gulf one back in the 91. He was career military until 2000. He got out when the gettin’ was good and when they did the call back he shore didn’t answer.

He’s one of the good old folks that comes down now and again and is amused by the Friday Nighters. Hell, he’ll even sit down for a card game now and then, he don’t pay no mind.

He’ll talk about fighting in some sandy, even when we weren’t supposed to be there. He was on the ground, paintin’ tagets for guided aircraft strikes in the no fly zones then. Ol’ Thompson’s got some stories. And some scars.

He fought in the first Baltimore gas riots. When the grocery stores closed down because the trucks stopped shipping. He’s got buddies on the docks and can get some good stuff from out of the country now and then.

He also has a wicked asthma and his inhaler is obviously laced with ‘miacin. Becase after a few hits of that and some still vodka he is flying kite level.

Still, Thompson is from the building and the Club takes him home when he seems smooth adrift. Liza over in building two would give the club an earful otherwise. She and Eldon got a ‘thing’ going on. But you better not go inter her garden and ask her about it.

Cthulhu Dystopia

I’ve been working some on my Halloween one shot Call of Cthulhu game. Here is the initial background.

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The year is 2027, inner Baltimore, the state subsidized housing projects.

98% of the population has been chipped; a form of RFID chip subdermally implanted in the outer left wrist. It also contains the full name, social security number, medical history, address (most recent registered) and important medical history of the person implanted. Most people also have an encoded credit or debit card as well for ease of shopping. Many places no longer even accept cash. Chips can be read at a distance of 100 yards with the proper equipment although rumors of longer distance or mass scanning equipment abounds.

The American and affiliated military forces are permanently on deployment in Iraq, Iran, Syria, Afghanistan and Northern Lebanon. The military and its’ support services are the largest employer in the country. Because of this absence of military presence at home the government has hired several private security contracting companies as peace-keeping forces stateside. The largest of these is called Counterstrike and has thousands of hired ‘peacekeepers’. There is some dispute that the mandates of these companies are ‘unclear’ but it isn’t widely discussed.

There are thousands of vid channels available to the home consumer. Close inspection would show that most of these are run by four monolithic media empires and one smaller one that pick up the scraps and odds and ends. The internet is less tightly controlled but access providers routinely monitor the usage of their subscribers. Many of these providers are owned by the ‘big 4’ media companies. There are a few rogue sites and providers, just as there are pirate radio and television stations, these are usually quickly shut down.

Short range electrical cars are common. The key phrase being ‘short range’. Long distance travel is usually by rail as air travel has become prohibitively expensive. Passenger ship travel has come back as a means of getting from one continent to another as large nuke powered cargo/passenger ships have become the standard. A few large companies use helium blimps as a means of moving personnel but this is a rarity.

WW2 era style home gardens have become the norm. Even small apartments usually have a ‘hydroponics closet’ for growing limited amounts of fruit or vegetables. Getting produce from farms into large urban areas has become difficult due to the very high cost of fuel with only the largest of corporate owned farms able to transport long lasting types of produce to markets (onions, carrots, potatoes, etc.). More delicate fruits and vegetables are either grown in gardens or are just unavailable except canned or pickled. Meat is much the same with soy substitutes becoming increasingly common as time goes on. In rural areas it is more like it was in the past, with commonly available varieties of produce and foodstuffs.

Etromicin is the most prescribed drug in the country. Initially billed as a mild anti-depressant the drug has found itself in everything from birth control to flu medications. A lightweight version is available without prescription across the counter. Many, many people take it. Many more take it without knowing it.

STREET LEVEL KNOWLEDGE

It is common for people wanting to ‘get off the grid’ to remove their chips. Self removal usually leaves a scar. Not having a chip or proper identification papers is an arrest-worthy offense.

Etromicin has been rumored to cause severe hallucinations and psychotic behavior in some people. Especially returning soldiers from the mid-east..

‘Cleansing squads’ of mercenary security forces have been arresting, and ‘detaining’ people in government housing. The blocks are then destroyed and leveled.

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The open for the game…

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The players have all be living in the same government funded housing block for the last six years. Things have gone from bad to worse around the place. Gangs, and the military style security force response has made things very dangerous at times. The power outages can last for hours. In the darkness even more bad things happen. Vacant apartments are starting to become the norm as opposed to the rarity they were 20 years ago.

Is the gov hauling these people off? Detainment camps for illegals and incoming terrorists is a common sight on the vids.

Your building is cookie cutter standard for the housing units several states with big metropolitan areas started puking forth 15 years ago. Mostly cinderblock, crap pipes and wiring, and despair as a carpet on the floor. Still you all made it a home and community along with your ‘partner building’ across the small ‘greenway’ between the two monoliths. As the years progressed the buildings became covered with solar sheeting, rainwater collectors and topped with wind turbines.

The greenway rapidly became a spot of a few gardens, some watched by angry eyed Latino women with shotguns. Briefly pirate radio stations and websites have popped up, soon gone; much like the gangs and security forces. The people living in the buildings try to remain separate and aloof to these events and groups, with varying success.

Something darker is roaming though. Everyone knows it, the ganger spray paint has odd symbols. People don’t trade jarred goods the way the used to. Things just aren’t right. The Friday Night Drinking Club has decided to look into it.

Who is the Friday Night Drinking Club?

You all.

You are some of the various tenants of (X) building one of Government Unit 22b. You get together, drink some almost make you blind moonshine and play dominoes or cards in the apartments of one or another. Sometimes there is food. The Uniting Principles of the Friday Night Drinking Club (which is happening on more nights then Friday as things go to hell) are: A) you are single dudes, B) You are unhappy about how things are and C)You try, at least occasionally, to make things better around the place. Oh, and all of you are pretty decent at dominoes and various card games.

Where we start

Friday night. (x) has some fresh hooch off the potato still and a card game is happening. There is some discussion as to why there has been screams from Tony Sanchez’s in building 2 (he lives in the basement, with barred windows at ground level). Some discussion of why Stonewall security forces have set up checkpoints a few blocks away. And a hilarious talk about Radio Poe and the drunken poetry challenge.

Just as an aside…I am very, very clever. I see how this all works out.