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04/05/10(Mon)02:40 No.8990002>>8989832
So round after grueling, noncinematic fucking round of white wolf combat, its the three in our pack, (jeff is a red talon, and my buddy who played the giovani with me is a glass walker), vs these two black spiral dancers, and they bolt... they take us up through these chasms, that used to be the remains of an old civilization that dwelt in the earth, and we go up, and up, from cities, to sort of towers, until we're outside again under the gibbous moon. My buddy the glasswalker goes down, and after about 4 hours of fucking combat, I feel pretty taxed... So, I tell the story teller, can we do this later? And he's down for it, so he starts packing up his FUCKING TRINITY DICE, but Jeff is like, "No.. we need to finish this." So, essentially, he throws himself at them, and dies... but lowers them enough wound levels where I can finish them off. I start doing all the shit to try to get his character back to life.. trip to the outer umbra etc. but he's oddly cool with it. He gets in his Monte Carlo, and takes off.
That sunday, his gf finds me with another one of my hombres in the mall. She does her thing, she's obviously into me. I tell her I'm going to go buy an RPG book, (cause she always ragged on Jeff for playing) and she said thats cool, and asked if she could tag along. Sort of awkward, so I said sure... she explained how Jeff was sorta fucked up, depressed all the time, on antidepressants and shit. She cared for him a lot, but he was so up and down, that it wasn't about not liking RPGs, it was just about wanting to limit her time with him. Well, we wrapped up the afternoon with some totally sweet chocolate shake and fries, the gang of us at the mall and went home. |
