The Quiet, Muggy Week Continues
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crossover_chickAs indicated by my to-do list --
Work – Kinda “third verse same as the first,” honestly – another quiet day where I spent the majority of it cleaning up duplicates and researching weird edge cases. Two phone calls, one about a pledge and one about a parish credit, and that was it. And no beanbags because it rained this morning and was muggy this afternoon. *looks around* Anyone else feel a bit like they’re caught in a time loop?
To-Do List –
1. Get in a workout: Check – back on the bike to finish off the Oxventure One-Shot Wonder, “Adventure Skeletons!” Having located the town of Devil’s Rest, a bunch of people in red robes, and the farm kid’s shitty father, Cursed Skeleton #18 introduced themselves by bowling their skull straight into Dad’s shoulder blades, breaking his arm, before berating him loudly for the way he treats his child. The farmer was like “don’t you lecture me on how to raise my kid,” but the people in red robes were very interested in all of this and decided that the farmer needed to spend some time in jail while they prepared for their very important festival. As the farmer was dragged away, the leader of the robed people greeted the skeletons with great deference, asking if it was all right if he touched the skull of a fellow “Gravelord.” Turns out that this cult – let’s call them what they are – worship someone claiming to be Death itself, who rocked into town a couple of weeks ago. It didn’t take long for the quartet to put two and two together, especially when they recalled #18’s attempt to mimic the Grim Reaper, only to find the scythe missing from the barn. (#18 was very sour that Benny had beat them to the bit!) They quickly set themselves up as fellow Horsepeople of the Apocalypse (Dr. S. Kelly took Famine; Bony Emily figured she should be War because of the sickle hand; #18 declared they were Not An Elf; and Lionel reluctantly took Pestilence, the worst one) and were led into the town, which was naturally situated at a crossroads. After being told the Gravelord was resting in the church before the big festival, the quartet promptly tried to get in there, only to be then told the guy couldn’t be disturbed. Thinking quickly and taking advantage of the fact that they were layered up with clothes, the group claimed to be tailors (then the traditional tinker-tailor-soldier-spy set-up – the last was quickly changed to “spine” when the church guard insisted they couldn’t let a spy in), with #18 insisting that they’d make the Gravelord look like a billion whatever-the-local-currency is – turns out it’s blood. Which is all the Gravelord is letting his disciples eat too. The gang was like “yeah, uh, we gotta stop Benny before he accidentally kills all these people.” Fortunately, #18 was JUST persuasive enough to get them into the church –
Where, sure enough, they found Benny, relaxing in his own personal hot tub behind the altar. Dr. S. promptly tried trolling him by pretending to be God, demanding to know what he was doing in His house (Liv made a “what are you doing in my swamp” joke, and got +2 on her next roll) – Benny was nearly taken in, but then spotted his former comrades and was like “guys! I’m the Gravelord around here!” The others berated him for not even THINKING of letting them in on the “being gods” con, and for treating his worshipers so poorly, with #18 explaining that humans will die both if they eat only blood AND if they lose all of it. (Elves don’t – don’t ask them how they know that). Benny was like “okay fine I’ll make another decree” and put on his cloak and scythe before calling out to the church guard – but the gang’s attempts to get him to say to eat plenty of regular food taken from the kid’s farm led to him decreeing that the humans had to eat 100 eggs. And when #18 was like “they are never going to be able to poop again on that diet,” Benny revealed he had already outlawed pooping because the humans didn’t seem to like it. #18 (and Johnny) headdesked at this point. XD The quartet decided that the best way to handle this was to set themselves up as Benny’s council of advisors and tell him what to say and do, and he could continue being the figurehead of the death cult, with the cloak and the scythe. Benny was amenable to this plan – he HAD basically just been pulling stuff out of his ass – and they all enjoyed a nice soak in the hot tub before the festival.
And the festival started, and – well, the vibe was less “church fete” and more “ritual summoning of a demon.” The priest in charge declared that Devil’s Rest had been founded to help trap a great evil in their midst – but now that the great evil (Benny and associates) walked among them, why, there was no harm in reading the incantation to summon it, now was there? The quartet started to panic (mostly because if a greater evil was summoned, it would probably immediately set itself up as their bosses and make them do work again), and Bony Emily tried to put her goblin rogue sneaking skills back to work and stab the book right out of the priest’s hands. In which aim she actually succeeded –
But a really bad roll meant that the priest had the incantation memorized and finished it off anyway, and out from the ground burst a massive Bone Devil (essentially a giant skeleton with wings and a scorpion tail). Poor Lionel got his head knocked off by the tail, and his resultant screaming made all the cult members lay eggs (which were immediately gathered up to eat). Fortunately, before the Bone Devil could do more than eat a couple of townsfolk, Cursed Skeleton #18 came up with a plan – somehow graft themselves onto the Bone Devil (taking advantage of the fact that skeleton body parts both come off very easily and are very easily replaced) and try to “hack” it, essentially. Their initial roll was only a four, but Luke, who clearly wanted this to work, asked if anyone wanted to help –
Cue Lionel coming in (with his head remotely directing his body) and double-wielding his TWO-HANDED Great Axes to chop an arm off the Bone Devil on an extremely high roll (seriously, the only person who consistently rolled high this entire game was Mike, and it was always for the weirdest shit) – and as #18 forced themselves into the arm socket, Dr. S. pulled on his knowledge of skeletons and related creatures to recall a song from the Bone Devil’s ancient homeland and sing it, giving it a bit of the brain fog as it was abruptly reminded of its “childhood.” Johnny and Luke rolled for the brain battle, with Luke giving Johnny +3 thanks to Dr. S.’s efforts –
And Johnny pulled out a fourteen, with Luke getting a six. Cue #18 gaining direct control of the Bone Devil, decreeing that all the villagers would make some toast (two pieces if using regular bread, one thick piece of using fancy bread) and smashing Benny into bits when he tried to protest so they could use his marrow as spread. And so the adventure ended with the villagers getting their first halfway-decent meal in two weeks, the skeletons now in charge of a whole death cult of their own, and Lionel Spinel screaming goodbye and making all the viewers lay eggs. XD What a delightfully silly adventure. I do enjoy these short chaotic one-shots. XD
2. Continue writing “The Joker And The Queen”: Check – after the others confirmed that Wickerman’s flames went out when Victor ran at him (and debated for a while whether or not to try and pull Victor off Wickerman, if only for Victor’s own mental health), Smiler got Victor to cease his assault just by letting him know they were okay. Cue tearful hugs as Victor admitted he had been sure Smiler was dead. :( Fortunately, though, now he knows differently – and while he isn’t sure himself why Wickerman didn’t toast HIM, Smiler’s got a theory that they’re ready to float by the group. . .
3. Keep up with YouTube Subs: Check – another day, another GrayStillPlays, this time with “Which car can climb the steepest angle in GTA 5?” Yes, we had another Alex Torture Board, this time all about climbing! The rules were simple – each platform’s angle got one degree steeper than the previous (starting from one degree), every tenth climb starting from the fifth had a different surface (for example, the fifth climb was made of glass, the fifteenth of destructible wood, and so on), and every tenth climb starting from the tenth had “extra fun” (for example, the tenth climb was basically a bunch of tightropes, the twentieth was some rather widely-gapped platform edges, then dancing “!” signs, windmills, and other such ridiculousness). The inclines got longer and longer the farther Gray went up the Ramp of Pain, and went from one degree to SEVENTY-FIVE degrees. As you might imagine, Gray had some struggles with this one. XD Though a couple of the “meme cars” (like the go-kart, golf cart, RC car, and lawn mower) did better than expected – the golf cart got stuck early on thanks to Gray thinking the “tight rope” area was actually a “chassis slide” area, but once he got it free, it got pretty high – just past the concrete flooring at a 45 degree angle. And the RC car, once trucked up past a few problem areas by the military gun truck, did well enough to get to about a 55 degree angle (and a metal flooring), proving itself the king of meme cars. The Wastelander got all the way to 69 degrees before being stopped by a tumbling rock slide, while the T-20 super-car managed to speed its way past that – only to be stopped by the seventy-five-degree ICE wall. Fortunately, right after that, Gray decided to try the dump truck just for the LOLs –
And discovered the F-1 cars that Alex had hidden behind it and in its actual dumper. XD So, after seeing how far the dump truck itself could go (it actually made it over the glass! Not the wood, though), Gray gave those a try – the first one was also felled by the ice, but the second, with a little extra omph, made it up and to the win! So yes, as per the last GTA V challenge, the two cars that can do just about anything are the Wastelander and the open-tire F-1 racer. Write that down. :p
4. Get my tumblr queues sorted: Check – found a song for Song Saturday on Victor Luvs Alice back in the tags – a Christian Rock song I previously decided was about my OTP and have now decided is about my OT3. XD Look, sorry, but my group tends to be VERY DEVOTED to each other, so songs about devotion and raising each other up and such just hit my feels. :p
*shrug* And yeah, really nothing else to report. Which I suppose is a good thing, given how there's horrific heat and tornadoes and such in other areas of the world! No news is good news, as the saying goes. So I'm off to bed to prepare to do this all again tomorrow. Night all!
Work – Kinda “third verse same as the first,” honestly – another quiet day where I spent the majority of it cleaning up duplicates and researching weird edge cases. Two phone calls, one about a pledge and one about a parish credit, and that was it. And no beanbags because it rained this morning and was muggy this afternoon. *looks around* Anyone else feel a bit like they’re caught in a time loop?
To-Do List –
1. Get in a workout: Check – back on the bike to finish off the Oxventure One-Shot Wonder, “Adventure Skeletons!” Having located the town of Devil’s Rest, a bunch of people in red robes, and the farm kid’s shitty father, Cursed Skeleton #18 introduced themselves by bowling their skull straight into Dad’s shoulder blades, breaking his arm, before berating him loudly for the way he treats his child. The farmer was like “don’t you lecture me on how to raise my kid,” but the people in red robes were very interested in all of this and decided that the farmer needed to spend some time in jail while they prepared for their very important festival. As the farmer was dragged away, the leader of the robed people greeted the skeletons with great deference, asking if it was all right if he touched the skull of a fellow “Gravelord.” Turns out that this cult – let’s call them what they are – worship someone claiming to be Death itself, who rocked into town a couple of weeks ago. It didn’t take long for the quartet to put two and two together, especially when they recalled #18’s attempt to mimic the Grim Reaper, only to find the scythe missing from the barn. (#18 was very sour that Benny had beat them to the bit!) They quickly set themselves up as fellow Horsepeople of the Apocalypse (Dr. S. Kelly took Famine; Bony Emily figured she should be War because of the sickle hand; #18 declared they were Not An Elf; and Lionel reluctantly took Pestilence, the worst one) and were led into the town, which was naturally situated at a crossroads. After being told the Gravelord was resting in the church before the big festival, the quartet promptly tried to get in there, only to be then told the guy couldn’t be disturbed. Thinking quickly and taking advantage of the fact that they were layered up with clothes, the group claimed to be tailors (then the traditional tinker-tailor-soldier-spy set-up – the last was quickly changed to “spine” when the church guard insisted they couldn’t let a spy in), with #18 insisting that they’d make the Gravelord look like a billion whatever-the-local-currency is – turns out it’s blood. Which is all the Gravelord is letting his disciples eat too. The gang was like “yeah, uh, we gotta stop Benny before he accidentally kills all these people.” Fortunately, #18 was JUST persuasive enough to get them into the church –
Where, sure enough, they found Benny, relaxing in his own personal hot tub behind the altar. Dr. S. promptly tried trolling him by pretending to be God, demanding to know what he was doing in His house (Liv made a “what are you doing in my swamp” joke, and got +2 on her next roll) – Benny was nearly taken in, but then spotted his former comrades and was like “guys! I’m the Gravelord around here!” The others berated him for not even THINKING of letting them in on the “being gods” con, and for treating his worshipers so poorly, with #18 explaining that humans will die both if they eat only blood AND if they lose all of it. (Elves don’t – don’t ask them how they know that). Benny was like “okay fine I’ll make another decree” and put on his cloak and scythe before calling out to the church guard – but the gang’s attempts to get him to say to eat plenty of regular food taken from the kid’s farm led to him decreeing that the humans had to eat 100 eggs. And when #18 was like “they are never going to be able to poop again on that diet,” Benny revealed he had already outlawed pooping because the humans didn’t seem to like it. #18 (and Johnny) headdesked at this point. XD The quartet decided that the best way to handle this was to set themselves up as Benny’s council of advisors and tell him what to say and do, and he could continue being the figurehead of the death cult, with the cloak and the scythe. Benny was amenable to this plan – he HAD basically just been pulling stuff out of his ass – and they all enjoyed a nice soak in the hot tub before the festival.
And the festival started, and – well, the vibe was less “church fete” and more “ritual summoning of a demon.” The priest in charge declared that Devil’s Rest had been founded to help trap a great evil in their midst – but now that the great evil (Benny and associates) walked among them, why, there was no harm in reading the incantation to summon it, now was there? The quartet started to panic (mostly because if a greater evil was summoned, it would probably immediately set itself up as their bosses and make them do work again), and Bony Emily tried to put her goblin rogue sneaking skills back to work and stab the book right out of the priest’s hands. In which aim she actually succeeded –
But a really bad roll meant that the priest had the incantation memorized and finished it off anyway, and out from the ground burst a massive Bone Devil (essentially a giant skeleton with wings and a scorpion tail). Poor Lionel got his head knocked off by the tail, and his resultant screaming made all the cult members lay eggs (which were immediately gathered up to eat). Fortunately, before the Bone Devil could do more than eat a couple of townsfolk, Cursed Skeleton #18 came up with a plan – somehow graft themselves onto the Bone Devil (taking advantage of the fact that skeleton body parts both come off very easily and are very easily replaced) and try to “hack” it, essentially. Their initial roll was only a four, but Luke, who clearly wanted this to work, asked if anyone wanted to help –
Cue Lionel coming in (with his head remotely directing his body) and double-wielding his TWO-HANDED Great Axes to chop an arm off the Bone Devil on an extremely high roll (seriously, the only person who consistently rolled high this entire game was Mike, and it was always for the weirdest shit) – and as #18 forced themselves into the arm socket, Dr. S. pulled on his knowledge of skeletons and related creatures to recall a song from the Bone Devil’s ancient homeland and sing it, giving it a bit of the brain fog as it was abruptly reminded of its “childhood.” Johnny and Luke rolled for the brain battle, with Luke giving Johnny +3 thanks to Dr. S.’s efforts –
And Johnny pulled out a fourteen, with Luke getting a six. Cue #18 gaining direct control of the Bone Devil, decreeing that all the villagers would make some toast (two pieces if using regular bread, one thick piece of using fancy bread) and smashing Benny into bits when he tried to protest so they could use his marrow as spread. And so the adventure ended with the villagers getting their first halfway-decent meal in two weeks, the skeletons now in charge of a whole death cult of their own, and Lionel Spinel screaming goodbye and making all the viewers lay eggs. XD What a delightfully silly adventure. I do enjoy these short chaotic one-shots. XD
2. Continue writing “The Joker And The Queen”: Check – after the others confirmed that Wickerman’s flames went out when Victor ran at him (and debated for a while whether or not to try and pull Victor off Wickerman, if only for Victor’s own mental health), Smiler got Victor to cease his assault just by letting him know they were okay. Cue tearful hugs as Victor admitted he had been sure Smiler was dead. :( Fortunately, though, now he knows differently – and while he isn’t sure himself why Wickerman didn’t toast HIM, Smiler’s got a theory that they’re ready to float by the group. . .
3. Keep up with YouTube Subs: Check – another day, another GrayStillPlays, this time with “Which car can climb the steepest angle in GTA 5?” Yes, we had another Alex Torture Board, this time all about climbing! The rules were simple – each platform’s angle got one degree steeper than the previous (starting from one degree), every tenth climb starting from the fifth had a different surface (for example, the fifth climb was made of glass, the fifteenth of destructible wood, and so on), and every tenth climb starting from the tenth had “extra fun” (for example, the tenth climb was basically a bunch of tightropes, the twentieth was some rather widely-gapped platform edges, then dancing “!” signs, windmills, and other such ridiculousness). The inclines got longer and longer the farther Gray went up the Ramp of Pain, and went from one degree to SEVENTY-FIVE degrees. As you might imagine, Gray had some struggles with this one. XD Though a couple of the “meme cars” (like the go-kart, golf cart, RC car, and lawn mower) did better than expected – the golf cart got stuck early on thanks to Gray thinking the “tight rope” area was actually a “chassis slide” area, but once he got it free, it got pretty high – just past the concrete flooring at a 45 degree angle. And the RC car, once trucked up past a few problem areas by the military gun truck, did well enough to get to about a 55 degree angle (and a metal flooring), proving itself the king of meme cars. The Wastelander got all the way to 69 degrees before being stopped by a tumbling rock slide, while the T-20 super-car managed to speed its way past that – only to be stopped by the seventy-five-degree ICE wall. Fortunately, right after that, Gray decided to try the dump truck just for the LOLs –
And discovered the F-1 cars that Alex had hidden behind it and in its actual dumper. XD So, after seeing how far the dump truck itself could go (it actually made it over the glass! Not the wood, though), Gray gave those a try – the first one was also felled by the ice, but the second, with a little extra omph, made it up and to the win! So yes, as per the last GTA V challenge, the two cars that can do just about anything are the Wastelander and the open-tire F-1 racer. Write that down. :p
4. Get my tumblr queues sorted: Check – found a song for Song Saturday on Victor Luvs Alice back in the tags – a Christian Rock song I previously decided was about my OTP and have now decided is about my OT3. XD Look, sorry, but my group tends to be VERY DEVOTED to each other, so songs about devotion and raising each other up and such just hit my feels. :p
*shrug* And yeah, really nothing else to report. Which I suppose is a good thing, given how there's horrific heat and tornadoes and such in other areas of the world! No news is good news, as the saying goes. So I'm off to bed to prepare to do this all again tomorrow. Night all!
