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February 9, 2000 |
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I wondered in to work today at 12pm or so. I know what you're
thinking… Slacker However, I left work at about 5am or 6am.
I needed to get some sleep. Like I said before, I'm a night person. My
normal hours don't run quite this strangely, but I needed to get some
things done at work.
I got mail from Christy yesterday, from her home account actually. Something urgent has come up and she won't be able to make it to lunch on Thursday. Naturally, I was disappointed, though not peeved. She gave me a few days notice. But I want to see her dammit!
Again, I'm trying to hold back the optimism, but she really is quite charming.
I would be meeting up with some friends tonight. Most of us work at the same place, although we are spread out all over campus. We get together every few weeks to play AD&D. Today it would be little different. Since the last time we met, a couple of us have decided to call it quits, not me, of course, but some others. We had talked about ending our sessions. It is a little sad, knowing that soon I won't be seeing these folks anymore. Naturally, I'm happy that they're moving on, on their own terms, presumably happy. However, there's still a part of me that resents them for it. There's a little bit of a sense of desertion. I know that it doesn't make that much sense, but I feel it. Maybe a part of it is a sense of guilt. I know that I won't be spending the remainder of my days in Washington, and eventually I'll have to say goodbye to all the friends that I have made here.
As for AD&D, it was a bit of a strange session. My character's name is Kenny (something I picked up from SouthPark, since he seems to go down every session). It all started when we went into a magic shop. It all went downhill from there. We had to make a purchase to help out one of our party members, except that we encountered some wraiths; no we don't encounter undead on every session either. They were on their way to attack us, but one of us taunted them to the door. So naturally, we attacked them. That's when security in the store started to freak out, and the store went under lockdown. I suppose that we're notorious.
We managed to incapacitate the guard; although he did manage to kill one of us. There were, however, a number of other creatures in the establishment that wanted a piece of us. That wasn't the problem. The problem was that the lockdown had inadvertently taken us elsewhere, across dimensions, which we didn't really know how to navigate or get back to where we were. This was really a fairly big problem.
So we were trying to put our heads together. We were looking at options. Those of us who are spell casters are looking through an arsenal of spells. How on earth are we supposed to get back? If we could only turn back time. Hmm… Well, actually that idea has its merits. One of our characters (my mentor as a matter of fact), proposed that she had the outside chance of pulling off this particular spell Chronomancy. If absolutely everything turned out right. I mean… if the stars were aligned properly. Picture shooting three bull's eyes… with one shot. And you know what?
She did it.
So time flies quickly backward to the point where we first entered the store. The weird thing is that we still have our memories, including one of us who was killed in the other timeline. That's very creepy, remembering your own death. We managed to work through the wraiths (avoid them actually) and got a number of things bought and sold, including what we originally came for.
And once we exited the building… we started to turn. I'm not talking as in walking or running. I'm talking about we were turning races. From one type of elf to others. Our minotaur started turning human. Very strange stuff. Apparently there was some major time anomaly. I cannot make this up…
There you go, but you probably weren't interested in the game session.
February 9, 2000