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crime fighting hog posted:They climb out of the sewer just in time for the sunrise, and go to Dairy Queen. Man this makes me want to play Hunter again so badly. My first ever game of WoD was Hunter: The Vigil. It was set in '86 and I played a kid. We were fighting plant men and uncovering some huge Reagan conspiracy. It was fun but the GM just kind of let the game fall apart and we all stopped meeting. Overemotional Robot fucked around with this message at 05:40 on Sep 5, 2012 |
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pseudosavior posted:While the rest of it was awesome, this line right here made me love it. God that was an awesome thread, and now I want to go look those videos up again. What videos? I was just making poo poo up.
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pseudosavior posted:While the rest of it was awesome, this line right here made me love it. God that was an awesome thread, and now I want to go look those videos up again. Do you have a link?
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Error 404 posted:Do you have a link? I guess I had seen this before, which is probably where I got that line. poo poo I'm unoriginal https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IBHkW0aKHRc
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# ? Sep 5, 2012 14:52 |
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Hey Loomer why exactly did the Hunter PbP die?
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Because I am terrible at updating on time and didn't make the last few events engaging enough, would be my thinking. Why do you ask? EDIT: Oh for gently caress's sake there were even more in 1993 that I didn't know about... I swear by the time I'm done I'll have the only accurate list of what was published what year. Loomer fucked around with this message at 17:08 on Sep 5, 2012 |
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Oh god I can't finish that Wyoming Incident video I am such a loving chicken
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The whole Slenderman mythos and Marble Hornets are pretty good inspiration for Hunter. Or really any splat. It could be an abyssal monster for mage. A strange new spirit for werewolves. A new type of blood line from VII for vampires.
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This may be the wrong place to ask this, but I could swear I saw this in the last version of this thread and I can't find my link to that thread: Anyone have the bit saved where the Silver Surfer was dropping burns on the Fantastic Four, insinuating that Johnny Storm was gay, etc? I want to show it to a friend and have been fruitless with the search function or Google.
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Tollymain posted:Oh god I can't finish that Wyoming Incident video I am such a loving chicken Why? It's basically just slenderman from 2004. Obviously better because goons were cleverer then but nothing to get weirded out about
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Xir posted:This may be the wrong place to ask this, but I could swear I saw this in the last version of this thread and I can't find my link to that thread: Anyone have the bit saved where the Silver Surfer was dropping burns on the Fantastic Four, insinuating that Johnny Storm was gay, etc? I want to show it to a friend and have been fruitless with the search function or Google. Are you thinking of the Ultimate Hustler joke with Galacticus?
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Nicolae Carpathia posted:Are you thinking of the Ultimate Hustler joke with Galacticus? I think so, unfortunately I don't have a link to it, either.
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Xir posted:This may be the wrong place to ask this, but I could swear I saw this in the last version of this thread and I can't find my link to that thread: Anyone have the bit saved where the Silver Surfer was dropping burns on the Fantastic Four, insinuating that Johnny Storm was gay, etc? I want to show it to a friend and have been fruitless with the search function or Google. Here you go. Ingwit posted:Galactus was coming and only we stood in his way. But before his arrival, he would send his herald and that's what I now waited for. I scanned the skies and suddenly a glint appeared--there, it was the Silver Hustler, herald of mighty Galactus! Possessed of the Dozens Cosmic, the Silver Hustler parleyed the doom of planets, appearing without warning and slamming deserving suckers across the multiverse. As he approached, the Hustler jumped off and danced alongside his board, hydraulics hissing.
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Dammit Who? posted:Why you think Franklin Richards get stuffed in another dimension? Whole drat 616 universe afraid of havin ta pay child support. This really is the best thing.
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Yes, the "Wyoming Incident". Couldn't remember the damned name of it, which made trying to track it down much more difficult. Even if it was put in accidentally, it's still awesome.
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Quick, post the Ultimate Hustler of Troy before someone notices this is off topic!
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or post the "death as ultimate hustla" in the underworld vs a Moros.Ze Pollack posted:Young astral travelers are warned against trying to enter inner space from a place of great devastation- Meggido, Katyn, Hiroshima, Detroit- with half-truths or outright lies, claiming that the voyage is less easy there. Not so. The thousand paths of the dreamspace will find their way unto the Anima Mundi with greater ease in places sanctified by the arcanum of Death, but at a cost- all roads in such places ultimately lead to the Ebon Palace, where dwells the Aeon of Death, Greater of the Twin Lords of Stygia. To the Free Council he is the Entropic Principle, to the Christians Azrael, to the Babylonians Ereshkigal. His skin is of the purest ebony, his staff a shining bone-white, and his glasses darker than the very pits of the Abyss he guards. Those few Moroi who have dared to brave his presence speak of it in whispers if at all, willing to confirm only that to face the Ultimate Necromancer is to face mortality in its purest, most vicious form. or the Mastigos one. starbu.cx posted:I was sitting in Philosophy class and the ultimate hustler popped out of a collection of Camus' fiction and said "bitch the only stranger you know is when you be sittin on yo hand before jerkin off at night" and i tried to keep my composure, but then he appeared out of the aether and said "you breath so bad bitches be callin you the plauge" and i was like drat. Daeren posted:My Awakening? Be glad you have asked me, apprentice, and not another, for daring to ask another to reveal the most personal moments of his life is gravely rude. However, in order to teach you how widely varied they can be, I will tell you my story. Liesmith posted:redirect all sympathetic connections to your mom Error 404 fucked around with this message at 23:26 on Sep 5, 2012 |
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The Ultimate Necromancer (at least the WoD one, there were a ton of more general ones from the YCS thread aeons ago) ought to be the pattern on which all future necromancers are based. The sheer pun potential (admittedly focusing on the word 'bone' but let's ignore that for a bit), together with the way Mages are given to speak, makes it worthy of memorialising here in full:Liesmith posted:Actually what would happen if the ultimate necromancer showed up is some mage would turn on his mage sight and there in front oh me was a most terrible apparition! It was the ultimate necromancer, and as I set my arcane defenses he laughed. "Boy, you about as spooky as a closed down Hot Topic." I gasped and tried to turn away but the necromancer leans in close to me and whispers in my ear "I've got a reanimated cat that's more pussy than you're ever gonna see." Ze Pollack posted:Young astral travelers are warned against trying to enter inner space from a place of great devastation- Meggido, Katyn, Hiroshima, Detroit- with half-truths or outright lies, claiming that the voyage is less easy there. Not so. The thousand paths of the dreamspace will find their way unto the Anima Mundi with greater ease in places sanctified by the arcanum of Death, but at a cost- all roads in such places ultimately lead to the Ebon Palace, where dwells the Aeon of Death, Greater of the Twin Lords of Stygia. To the Free Council he is the Entropic Principle, to the Christians Azrael, to the Babylonians Ereshkigal. His skin is of the purest ebony, his staff a shining bone-white, and his glasses darker than the very pits of the Abyss he guards. Those few Moroi who have dared to brave his presence speak of it in whispers if at all, willing to confirm only that to face the Ultimate Necromancer is to face mortality in its purest, most vicious form.
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"yo nimbus look like a dishrag" is, and shall forever be, the best Mage burn ever.
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Lately, I've been playing with the idea of running a Hunter game at some point in the near future, and goddamn, Slasher is one of the more horrific WoD books I've read.
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Error 404 posted:This really is the best thing. It is, and that's it! Thanks! Sorry for the derail! On topic: Mage is awesome. I'm trying to convince my players to give it a shot. The unlimited creativity is intriguing to them, but does anyone have anything else to suggest that will set the hook a little better?
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Yawgmoth posted:"yo nimbus look like a dishrag" is, and shall forever be, the best Mage burn ever. "Yo ______ look like a dishrag" is, and shall forever be, the best ______ burn ever.
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Someone saved my awful attempt at an Ultimate Hustler joke? Really I only wrote it because "you so white you make Weird Al look like Al Sharpton" popped into my head and I wanted to run with that.
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Remember that one sequence from H:tR Urban Legends? Oh hey, they filmed that.quote:A POV, found footage horror film from the perspective of America's top genre filmmakers. A group of misfits are hired by an unknown third party to burglarize a desolate house in the countryside and acquire a rare tape. Upon searching the house, the guys are confronted with a dead body, a hub of old televisions and an endless supply of cryptic footage, each video stranger than the last.
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moths posted:Remember that one sequence from H:tR Urban Legends? Oh hey, they filmed that. What was the sequence name, also that movie loving rules.
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Picked up Requiem for Rome. This book is pretty rad so far.
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crime fighting hog posted:Picked up Requiem for Rome. This book is pretty rad so far. Good times. RfR is one of my fav Vampire supplements, and sits firmly in the "games I would kill to play/run, but never have the chance to" category. Also, if you haven't picked up Fall of the Camarilla yet, please do. It's a fantastic companion piece.
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You know, looking back on Binge and Purge again, one thing I did like doing was the technical difficulties images followed by a screen of static linking to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-2EKWgTNEYU as an easter egg. If I do another I might do something similar.
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Fuzz posted:No and no. I think it has some neat bits. Vampires as evil souls thrown forward in time and werewolves as literal aliens are kind of cool. I find it excessively D&D in execution, though.
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Error 404 posted:If I were trying this, but wanted to not break 4E in half, there's a few things I'd do: Every once and a while I toy with the idea of doing high fantasy gaming as a Mage: The Ascension hack with the Spheres of Martial Arts, Athletics, Nature Lore, Necromancy, Evocation and Summoning. You just build a pro/con slight bias into what each "Sphere" does for successes spent and impose some protection against spamming and you'd be good to go. Your "paradigm" is your class/Tradition and you can't use 2 Sphere, while you get cheaper costs on 2 others -- 1 especially. So: Fighter: Martial Arts (best)/Athletics, Evocation/Summoning banned. Paladin: Martial Arts (best)/Necromancy, Evocation/Nature Lore banned. Ranger: Martial Arts (best)/Nature Lore, Evocation/Necromancy banned. Cleric: Necromancy (best)/Summoning, Evocation/Athletics banned. Druid: Nature Lore (best)/Necromancy, Evocation/Athletics banned. Magic User: Evocation (best)/Summoning, Martial Arts/Athletics banned. Thief or Assassin: Athletics (best)/Martial Arts, Necromancy/Summoning banned. So a fighter goes "I unleash a storm of arrows" and rolls Arete + Martial Arts and can spend successes on damaging a bunch of folks in his line of sight. Martial Arts might be worse for number of targets than a wizard's Arete + Evocation fireball, but Evocation might be worse at raw damage or buffs than Martial Arts. Fantasy folk may get a token bonus Attribute dot and maybe +2 dice on Effects that utilize their lore -- a dwarf busting out with an axe or summoning an earth elemental, for instance. Hell, maybe I should pitch this or something.
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Ferrinus posted:Quick, post the Ultimate Hustler of Troy before someone notices this is off topic! I think this was Ingwit, the greatest litposter ever to grace these forums. Google weedpunk if you don't believe me, or just read all the zybourne clock stuff he wrote. pre:SING TO ME MUSE, OF VELOUR AND THE MAN the dooming sting of the slams that ruined so many the chumps and the bustas hurled headlong into gloom to sip bitter cola with the sluts and kinky-haired hoes, dollar store poo poo, not even brand-name; thus was the will of Zeus. Begin with the wit of that lord-- the Ultimate Hustler who descended like night upon the bright shores of unfortunate Troy where the Achaeans all camped. As the sun in his splendor, spangles his rays upon the folds of the sea when the day is just dawning so too was the light that came from the mouth of that merciless pimp, for nigga he had hella fine platinum up in his grill. And seeing the masses of Grecians, a full generation set for ten years in grim siege on the sand the Hustler rattled his cane, a thunderous funk and made known his will. "Well well well guess now be a good time to buy stock in coconut oil and cock rings since y’all look like you ready to storm Fire Island and start a pride parade. First time I seen a fleet of ships using they momma’s dirty drawers as sails. That ain’t no Mycenaean insignia, that just where she couldn’t reach around ta wipe. An do I see Odysseus sticking gettin rutty with that handmaid? Ima call Ithaca, tell em they all need to file a missin bustas report.” All through the camp, men fell transfixed laid out by the insults that poured like hard rain upon the wearied and weak. It seemed as a plague that ran through the ranks, a vast rippling breath like when the wind, blown black in the dusk touches the grain and withers the stalks and the farmers they gather what once was fine crop and set it to torch to weep at the flames. Mighty Achilles, a lion in temper, stepped onto the shore from his proud flanks flashed fierce indignation at the Ultimate Hustler, the man like dark wine all richly attired. When kings go out hunting, they bring with them dogs, tightly-haunched hounds with foam on their teeth. The pack is arrayed, and now catches the scent of a rabbit or stag and strains at the leash, their limbs at the ready, their eyes full of death, and finally their master loosens the rein so was the wrath of Achilles that long had lain quiet, now aimed at the Hustler and hot for its prey. “Whether you be a dark Ethiopian far from your home or else a sunburnt man from a sunburnt land, Achilles cares not. You now forfeit your life.” So said Achilles, and drew forth his spear, the heft on his shoulder the point all of bronze and, taking his aim, hurled it full force like a bolt from Olympus. But Mandingo was watching, god of the Dozens, and turned it astray. All there assembled, Achaean and Trojan, saw Achilles’ first failure and soon wicked Rumor, with her venom and bile, started to whisper that ain’t nobody choked that bad since yo momma try deepthroating a Titan. The Hustler boomed out his mirth. “Next time you wanna give me yo shaft, make believe I’m Patroclus’ stankhole and there ain’t no way you missin. Oh I forgot, Hector currently using that bitch as a hood ornament. Take him down to the kennels, he metamorphose into kibbles and bits. That nigga, he dead. And what up with that armor? poo poo’s tacky. Bet that breastplate come with a horn play “Lowrider” when you goosesteppin through the ranks. Ain’t it bad enough you got grease face? Been, what, twenty years since yo momma dip you in tha Styx, and the Hades EPA still tryin to clean the oil slick, declaring it unfit for animal habitation. My nigga Charon spark up a fatty, throw the match overboard, poo poo goes up like Mt Etna.” Mighty Achilles groaned like the ocean, let fall his arms to the ash at his feet. Betaken by sorrow, he sought out his tent and the drowse of his harem where black-visaged grief crept from the shadows. Like the waxes of Hybla it muzzled his mind, stopped up his ears, made deaf his heart to all the sweet pleas of men and immortals. Just at that moment, the figure of Helen, awake in the city, appeared on the walls. King Menelaos, the chariot driver, gnashed all his teeth and raged at the day she was promised as prize to craven Prince Paris and doomed distant Troy. She was spied by the Hustler. “poo poo, ain’t it the daughter of Leda and a swan. Bitch squirt up a douche, get a bowful of duck soup. That the face launched a thousand ships? They all musta gone looking for that most mythical of treasures, cure for dick blisters. Only time the topless towers of Ilium get burned is when they go take a leak, get funky discharge look like something Cerberus leave on yo carpet. Bitch been ploughed more times than the winedark sea. Yeah I droppin some poetical poo poo here. gently caress ya if ya hatin. Everyone heard Helen so tough and hangly down there, she legally obligated to have the Arby’s logo tattooed on her snatch. Priam still around? Get him out here. That nigga so old, last time he manage to pop wood, Pandora’s box just got some peach fuzz and Priapus’ balls ain’t even drop yet. This some brokedown city y’all got here. Couple thousand years, Heinreich Schliemann dig this place up, wonder what the hell the luddy convention was doin in town. All looking like somebody built a group home for Cyclops crackheads.” His counsel at end, the Hustler arose and took to the air in the form of a bird, feathers jet-black, leaving all stunned. Sometime a hunter when the race has been run surveys the beast his arrows brought low, admires the flank and the struggling faint breaths, and though its life is near gone strings one last shaft to take cold delight in an unneeded wound. So now the Hustler, in no haste to leave, flung finally a barb down into the field. “First I thought that wicker tinker toy was the Trojan Horse, but now y’all inside it, I see it just a raggedy-assed fruit basket. And yo toga look like a dishrag.” Tearing her hair, Queen Hecuba led her waxen-faced ladies in an ebon procession to Athena’s white temple, hoping the goddess would pity their plight, grant Troy gray-eyed mercy. Greeks and Dardanians, all there assembled, hearing the wail added their voices to the keening and crying and it is said that even Olympus covered its face for the great lamentation: “drat.”
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Liesmith posted:I think this was Ingwit, the greatest litposter ever to grace these forums. Google weedpunk if you don't believe me, or just read all the zybourne clock stuff he wrote. I actually let out an involuntary 'drat' at the Arby's line.
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homerlaw posted:What was the sequence name, also that movie loving rules. I thought it was in Urban Legends but I just checked and no luck. I'll check next time I'm home.
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So I was looking up a spell in the Mage core book earlier and just noticed this rote description for Autonomous Servant, a spell that lets you make the animated broom from Fantasia:quote:Mysterium mages are stereotyped as I love the image of some goony mage hanging around in sweatpants, waking up at noon in a pile of grimoires and summoning a magical sprite to clean up all those pizza boxes.
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Kellsterik posted:I love the image of some goony mage hanging around in sweatpants, waking up at noon in a pile of grimoires and summoning a magical sprite to clean up all those pizza boxes. I am going taking this concept for the next mage game I play, thanks for the idea. Now just to find a game to play as most of my friends don't play WoD... berenzen fucked around with this message at 06:20 on Sep 7, 2012 |
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A few observations on the newly released Children of the Night: -They've apparently retconned the secret city of Petra, as there's a Lasombra named the Nabatean who went there and found nothing but a 'historical curios'. Now if anyone doesn't remember their oWoD, Petra was inhabited by Talaq, an Assamite embraced in 106 AD and then made mortal again by Rabbi Moses bin Maimonides in the 16th Century. It was also home to a legion of Nabatean ninjas, essentially, and no one could set foot in the place without dying horribly, so the Nabatean entering to find nothing suggests either a retcon or everyone died since the last mention of Talaq. -Norwegian Black Metal had ties to, of all things, Setites. Apparently there's an entire Old Norse strain of Setites, which I don't recall being mentioned anywhere else. -Argentina and much of South America had domains with Camarilla and Sabbat in the same cities, without a state of open war or espionage. Unusual arrangement. Oh, and as usual, the relationship between the Lost Tribe and the Tal'mahe'ra wrinkles my brain.
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Loomer posted:an Assamite embraced in 106 AD and then made mortal again by Rabbi Moses bin Maimonides in the 16th Century. Loomer posted:made mortal again by Rabbi Moses bin Maimonides in the 16th Century. Loomer posted:Rabbi Moses bin Maimonides in the 16th Century. How the hell did he live that long?
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Loomer posted:A few observations on the newly released Children of the Night: I think Petra was one of the last gasps of early V:tM's attempts ot have site-based adventures. Seriously, I vaguely recall at least one dungeon crawl and I believe V:tM had some random encounter tables way back when. I wish I could be more specific, but I only remember important OWoD things like Mage and also Mage. The Black Metal thing is kind of a goofy gimme but Evil Viking Setites into the Midgard Serpent were there before. Loomer, you have (White Wolf's) Encyclopaedia Vampirica, don't you? Because I know you're interested in tracking all this stuff and that book was specifically designed to list as many vampires from the game up to that point as possible.
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Pththya-lyi posted:How the hell did he live that long?
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Pththya-lyi posted:How the hell did he live that long? He was a wizard. At least, in some of the Let's Not Talk About Those Books Robert Weinberg novels he was a wizard and lived into the present day (well, 1997, at least). Those books of his are strange in that they're not canonical unless something from them gets yoinked out and dropped into line continuity.
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