Rob is on earlies, which means breakfast sometime between 5 and 6am. Did I mention I'm not a morning person?
Wednesday we met Ariaflame at the Elephant and Wheelbarrow and had dinner - astonishingly they'd never had anyone enquire about gf options before, but rose to the challenge gamely, and we were fed some nachos which were very nice, while Aria had bangers and mash, which looked delicious, but were not for us, alas.
After that we visited Cafe Myriade and had a game of Bananagrams which I've promised L a game of. Oh dear, it's a real brain freezer for me, so L will walk all over me, just like she walks all over everyone with this game. At least it will be over quickly. And I enjoyed the game, it's nice to have your own personal Scrabble setup without anyone pinching all the good ones.
After that we played Ticket to Ride, Nordic Countries, and I won at that through a very nice combination of tickets, so that was a lift after the evil Bananagrams.
I got a request to be a guest DJ on Kingdom of Loathing radio for early Friday morning, which went off without any hitches on my end - Bodisanwini, the DJ who invited me, had a small hitch, but it all went off well, with /radio chat stream being delighted by my nasal wheatbelt Aussie accent (they're most USians) and judging from the amount of people flooding in to listen, enjoying my 80's music choices. A lot of fun, and I've been asked to do it again some time. It was unfortunate that I had not been sleeping well, and then Thursday night Rob had to work late, and then we had to get up early to set up for the broadcast, so by Friday night, I was wasted.
I was pretty tired, but it was Spaghetti Scene time so basically The Decayed Elf wandered off with his Foundling Apprentice Sara, with the Chinese Masterchef's female apprentices in tow as chaperones, and was taught How Things Are Going To Be. All very proper too.
The others discussed visiting St Mary's Axe, and also what to do with the Architect Out of Time, Jonathon. It's been decided that everyone, aside from a couple of apprentices is going to check out 30 St Mary's Axe in the next session. But the party will include Eric and Sara and Jonathon...
There was some amusement had with the walkie talkies, TDE nearly hitting the roof when TES radioed. Then there was a bit of garbled/feedback that no one is sure is feedback, or someone else with the devices elsewhere ie high tech fishmen. Unlikely to be on the same channel, surely?
Usually I will run a session if I'm down a player, but not two. However, the Fakir is going to be the one who's missing, and they kinda might need the services of a master illusionist, as there's been a whole lot of illusioning going on.
Something of a struggle to decide what to do - you've got 5 out of 6 people present one week, and you could run the adventure by playing the player's character or you could wait until next week, and risk other people not being able to make it. This risks the impetus of your game falters, and you and your players, despite the notes forget things. How do other GM's work around it, I wonder. I will decide on the night, as we might be down players anyway and on Friday night I was too tired to be making sensible decisions anyway by that stage.
Anyway, basically, the London Police came around and asked about the claw marks on the dozen or so Fishmen bodies in the street and were politely shrugged at. Unofficially, the constable was appraised of the situation differently. Subtle like. Whether he got the message that The London Shopkeeper was giving him correctly might remain to be seen.
The Decayed Elf also wants to catch up with Lord Saranathan at The Blue Flamingo but won't have an opportunity to do that until after the affair at 30 St Mary's Axe. Lord Saranathan ASSURED The London Shopkeeper that young Sebastian would come to no harm through him.
They haven't mentioned the fact that apparently there are transdimensional fishmen lobbing across back and forth from their London to another, more future one to the authorities, but whether that's intentional or just a by product of the swiftly moving times, is unclear.
It seems that the Fishmen want Jonathon in order to build a bridge from their London to other London, some sort of magical portal.
There are still missing people.
Nobody was attacked over night, but the Indian Fakir, having shuttered his upstairs window, would probably have been the most likely one attacked, as he lives alone - everyone else was accompanied in some form or other, and the Fishmen were, for the moment at least, probably reduced in numbers, having been severely tigered in the last session. But no one gets past a very annoyed London Boarding House landlady after she's been given a magical fright. Once she sets the newly purchased guardcharms for the night, no one's getting in without severe difficulties, and after that, they have HER to deal with.
Saturday we visited Whitfords Shopping Centre as a bit of a change, and had a quiet night in as Poss is not well. Get well soon Poss! We played a lot of Glitch.
On Sunday Rob rebuilt the lympago web server and played some more Glitch. Invite are available for people with dependable intervention teams. I have bought a house! Rob's bought a house in the same tree. And Poss is just next door. We've exchanged keys, so can tend each other's piggies and trees while we're away.
It is a lot of fun, and I've just learnt about The Rooks. oooooh.
Today we're going to the Blood Bank early, so I better look at bus timetables.