triskellian: (dice)
A group of us in Oxford got together and ran a stay-at-home roleplaying con. We invited some out-of-towners and others who live nearby, solicited and wrote roleplaying games, and planned board games and social events.

I played in three roleplaying games, ran one, went to two gatherings, one barbecue, and several river swims, and saw loads of great people, many of whom I don't see often enough, and the whole thing was all kinds of awesome. But the bit I want to talk about is the GMing.

Talk about roleplaying below )
triskellian: (patchwork)
I don't much care about Harry Potter. I read the first four; they were OK. I gave up on the fifth 'cos it wasn't, and I'm not planning to read the sixth. The films are good fun, though.

What I do like is stuff in the style of other stuff. And I'm rather fond of the Powerpuff girls, so I love [ profile] potterpuffs, which I've only just discovered. Of course, judging by the length of the user's flist, I'm probably the last person to notice, but just in case any of you are even more behind the times than I am (and cos I know there's at least one HP fan on my flist), I'm sharing. Enjoy ;-)

(Also, GIP. I made this with the Powerpuff girl generator ages ago, and it ended up being part of the inspiration behind my Patchwork character, Abigail.)
triskellian: (literary lovers)
Posting poetry seems to be fashionable this week. This is an excerpt from "The Pied Piper of Hamelin" by Robert Browning.

Once more he stept into the street,
And to his lips again
Laid his long pipe of smooth straight cane;
And ere he blew three notes (such sweet
Soft notes as yet musician's cunning
Never gave the enraptured air)
There was a rustling that seemed like a bustling
Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling,
Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering,
Little hands clapping and little tongues chattering,
And, like fowls in a farm-yard when barley is scattering,
Out came the children running.
All the little boys and girls,
With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls,
And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls,
Tripping and skipping, ran merrily after
The wonderful music with shouting and laughter.

(Full text available here:

Incidentally, whilst in Venice, [ profile] smiorgan and I visited Ca'Rezzonico, where Browning died.
triskellian: (la la la)
I seem to be creating a character for Patchwork Universe. I really wasn't going to play, and it's all [ profile] secretrebel and [ profile] leathellin's fault. I may have time to play now, but I won't when term starts again, so joining the game is plainly sheer foolishness. But the Patch appeared in my head last night, in conversation with the aforementioned evil temptresses, and then the character started forming, and she's almost entirely fully-formed now. She's got a name. And I know what she looks like. So since she exists, it seems mean not to do anything with her. It would be cruelty to non-existent fictional characters. Wouldn't it?

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