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Feb. 7th, 2005 08:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
triple_flameMmm, sleep, sleep is good. I now feel slightly less dizzy/nauseous/generallly crap than I did earlier and my stiff neck is on its way to going (although not the bruises).
Friday was nice, my earlier post of much indecision and semi-guilt over the Exalted/Theatre dilemma was, as it turned out, rather pointless. *checks other recent entries* Oh dear I did get behind didn't I?!
There was a post explaining cat stuff and generally ranting about the irritation that is my father but after 3/4 of an hour of typing LJ decided that it was down for maintainance and wouldn't post it. I hadn't thought to save it anywhere so said post has vanished into the ether somewhere and I really can't be bothered to try and re-do it all. It was a week ago after all. Long story short, I survived the weekend with no major disturbances to the peace and the cat's sample said there was nothing wrong with her kidneys at least, no more news on the rest of her yet.
Friday then. As it happened we'd gotten confused (again) over what days Skye works then discovered that 3 or so hours of Exalted fit in very nicely with enough time for me to get my train in the afternoon. Jackie has found another cute dragon to fall in love with, I suppose it's my own fault for insisting on creating pretty NPCs. Thankfully for the sanity of the rest of us the campaign doesn't figure her getting to play with the god of death and rebirth! Next friday is going to be an even more fun game since someone has finally got her first botch of the campaign out of the way (it has taken me 2 whole sessions, I'm impressed with this given my previous track record!)
The train journey down to London was quiet, the train was relatively empty so I just got to sit and relax for a while once I'd got changed. No way was I going to sit at Skye's with long sleeved velvet on, I would have cooked! Then there was the usual fun of applying makeup on a moving vehicle, I'm glad to say it wasn't a trick I picked up in year nine like most of the years below me, I never saw the point in caking the stuff on on the way home from school, it's not like your parents don't know what you look like without it on and let's face it, any guy you pull whilst looking like a hooker probably isn't worth it!
Strangely, given the fun and games I've had with the train services (well, Virgin anyway) lately, the train actually got into London 7 whole minutes early. This of course turned out to be less impressive than it should have been since someone was half an hour late compared to the time I should have arrived...! I'm not sure what caused it but wandering round the station for a while and getting a drink wasn't anywhere near as intimidating as it usually is. I normally have major paranoias walking around crowded places in London when I'm with people, never mind on my own. I'm not complaining though, confidence is good and it's nice to see that I'm getting mine back again.
The theatre was fantastic, I remember seeing the rSC on Blue Peter years ago and thinking that I'd like to see them someday. It was well worth the wait. I haven't laughed that much in ages and the snarky pisstake at performance art and the cute fuzzy animatronic Godzilla doll would have made it worth while all on their own! I suppose I would have liked to see something other than Hamlet concentrated on at the end but even that was funny and I hate the bloody play! We were sat in the third row so the veiw was impressive, unfortunately (although I seem to be the only one of that opinion) we were just too far back and towards the middle to be at risk of being dragged up on stage...I miss being on stage. Don't get me wrong, I love going ot the theatre and imagining someone else getting the stress and stage fright but I miss being up there, the buzz you get from all those people watching you, hanging on your every word. The feeling of being immersed in a character, of all the weeks of rehearsals finally being worth while. The supreme confidence that you know all of your lines (and most of everyone else's) yet still being terrified that you'll forget them, then walking out onto the stage, launching into the first words and knowing that everything is going to be fine. The traditional bad final dress rehearsal (well it was traditional for us anyway, I was always worried when it went well!)...I'll stop now or I'll end up going on all night. I think that's the main reason I jumped to help Liz on the Saturday at 'Ling, severe withdrawal...it's possibly also why I was a little over enthusiastic about making it go right but I'll get to that in a bit.
Friday night was also fun, got to meet new people and discover how entertaining watching drunken Trivial Pursuit can be!
Saturday morning without tea was not so great but the breakfast helped make up for it, cooked with much bacony goodness. 'Ling was so much fun, my inspiration fairy took some catching character wise but I got there in the end, for once it was a case of concept coming from nature/legacy type thing rather than desperately trying to find a nature that fit my concept. I won't go into great detail here, there will be enough roleplay talk over the next couple of months to drive anyone who doesn't play up the wall and most of the people who do will get to meet all the characters I'm likely to bounce about anyway. It was fun getting to bounce around in an obscenely short skirt (stolen from Jackie - mine don't get quite that tiny!) and wind up small fluffy innocent (?!) male Satyr, he shouldn't have asked silly questions then not had the stamina to find out all of the answer! I think I was just having fun playing someone who doesn't have heavy plot and who isn't either quiet and/or mistrusted or under extreme pressure to save the world on half the essence of everyone around her! It made a nice contrast to Kelly as well, the psycho bitch from hell persona can get kinda wearing after a while. She's also not likely to try and turn into Akhara, Akhara grew out of this stage several centuries ago...
The game started with me getting grabbed as an appropriate female, the one who was supposed to be there wasn't, and the words ritual/performancey thing waved under my nose. Like I said earlier, I think it was the influence of frustration at lack of stage time or I might not have jumped so fast. Being told I didn't actually need to learn the lines came a little late, since the biggest chunk was the start of the 'Dream epilogue it didn't make much difference anyway, I don't know that many people who don't already know it! As it turned out I'm glad I did, what with swapping masks and changing places and trying ot dance at the same time I needed all the hands I could spare without having to hold a script as well! I think I've dropped myself rather firmly in the middle of plot as well which is really no bad thing, plot is fun even if this one does promise to be painful! Of course the extra point of Xp was also a nice bonus *grins*
Requiem didn't happen as we ended up driving back to Brum Saturday evening on the premise that we'd been offered crash space there and would get a lie in Sunday morning rather than have to get up early and drive down then. I won't object to a lie in and since Mike was the one doing the driving it was all sorted. I'm not entirely surte I would have survived it anyway, I did eat but for some reason was feeling really drained by the end of 'Ling, maybe it was the excessive bouncyness taking its toll.
Sunday was Dark Ages and I've ended up having to rewrite my character sheet, goddess alone knows where it vanished to, my bag seemed to eat it between one game and the next. I know I didn't leave it in the carrier bag to get checked because I emptied the bloody thing; only thing I can think is that it fell foul of Lev's random tidy fit. All that aside it was another quite fun game, there is a certain Salubri that just kept making himself look more and more like lunch though, I tried to be civil to him and he was an asshole, I tried to help him and he got my wrists slapped by the Duke for my efforts. Throughout which I was thanking any entity that was listening that I DIDN'T do what I was thinking of and try to bloodbond him! I didn't go through having to re-do character sheets just to have her get herself killed!
On an OOC note I also got to meet Liz's other half which explained a lot.
Sunday evening was pretty much get food, get home, eat, sleep. It wasn't quite as bad as a weekend event but I think the breaks and playing two different characters made it tiring in other ways. Ah well, roll on Maelstrom I say, I'm looking forward to playing Jenet again and if and when PD get the damn downtime system up and running again I can see what new spells I get to play with then email Lord Cyril to find out what's going on!
Enough rambling for tonight, my typing is getting steadily worse and I think I've covered all the salient points of the weekend.
*pixie dust*
Friday was nice, my earlier post of much indecision and semi-guilt over the Exalted/Theatre dilemma was, as it turned out, rather pointless. *checks other recent entries* Oh dear I did get behind didn't I?!
There was a post explaining cat stuff and generally ranting about the irritation that is my father but after 3/4 of an hour of typing LJ decided that it was down for maintainance and wouldn't post it. I hadn't thought to save it anywhere so said post has vanished into the ether somewhere and I really can't be bothered to try and re-do it all. It was a week ago after all. Long story short, I survived the weekend with no major disturbances to the peace and the cat's sample said there was nothing wrong with her kidneys at least, no more news on the rest of her yet.
Friday then. As it happened we'd gotten confused (again) over what days Skye works then discovered that 3 or so hours of Exalted fit in very nicely with enough time for me to get my train in the afternoon. Jackie has found another cute dragon to fall in love with, I suppose it's my own fault for insisting on creating pretty NPCs. Thankfully for the sanity of the rest of us the campaign doesn't figure her getting to play with the god of death and rebirth! Next friday is going to be an even more fun game since someone has finally got her first botch of the campaign out of the way (it has taken me 2 whole sessions, I'm impressed with this given my previous track record!)
The train journey down to London was quiet, the train was relatively empty so I just got to sit and relax for a while once I'd got changed. No way was I going to sit at Skye's with long sleeved velvet on, I would have cooked! Then there was the usual fun of applying makeup on a moving vehicle, I'm glad to say it wasn't a trick I picked up in year nine like most of the years below me, I never saw the point in caking the stuff on on the way home from school, it's not like your parents don't know what you look like without it on and let's face it, any guy you pull whilst looking like a hooker probably isn't worth it!
Strangely, given the fun and games I've had with the train services (well, Virgin anyway) lately, the train actually got into London 7 whole minutes early. This of course turned out to be less impressive than it should have been since someone was half an hour late compared to the time I should have arrived...! I'm not sure what caused it but wandering round the station for a while and getting a drink wasn't anywhere near as intimidating as it usually is. I normally have major paranoias walking around crowded places in London when I'm with people, never mind on my own. I'm not complaining though, confidence is good and it's nice to see that I'm getting mine back again.
The theatre was fantastic, I remember seeing the rSC on Blue Peter years ago and thinking that I'd like to see them someday. It was well worth the wait. I haven't laughed that much in ages and the snarky pisstake at performance art and the cute fuzzy animatronic Godzilla doll would have made it worth while all on their own! I suppose I would have liked to see something other than Hamlet concentrated on at the end but even that was funny and I hate the bloody play! We were sat in the third row so the veiw was impressive, unfortunately (although I seem to be the only one of that opinion) we were just too far back and towards the middle to be at risk of being dragged up on stage...I miss being on stage. Don't get me wrong, I love going ot the theatre and imagining someone else getting the stress and stage fright but I miss being up there, the buzz you get from all those people watching you, hanging on your every word. The feeling of being immersed in a character, of all the weeks of rehearsals finally being worth while. The supreme confidence that you know all of your lines (and most of everyone else's) yet still being terrified that you'll forget them, then walking out onto the stage, launching into the first words and knowing that everything is going to be fine. The traditional bad final dress rehearsal (well it was traditional for us anyway, I was always worried when it went well!)...I'll stop now or I'll end up going on all night. I think that's the main reason I jumped to help Liz on the Saturday at 'Ling, severe withdrawal...it's possibly also why I was a little over enthusiastic about making it go right but I'll get to that in a bit.
Friday night was also fun, got to meet new people and discover how entertaining watching drunken Trivial Pursuit can be!
Saturday morning without tea was not so great but the breakfast helped make up for it, cooked with much bacony goodness. 'Ling was so much fun, my inspiration fairy took some catching character wise but I got there in the end, for once it was a case of concept coming from nature/legacy type thing rather than desperately trying to find a nature that fit my concept. I won't go into great detail here, there will be enough roleplay talk over the next couple of months to drive anyone who doesn't play up the wall and most of the people who do will get to meet all the characters I'm likely to bounce about anyway. It was fun getting to bounce around in an obscenely short skirt (stolen from Jackie - mine don't get quite that tiny!) and wind up small fluffy innocent (?!) male Satyr, he shouldn't have asked silly questions then not had the stamina to find out all of the answer! I think I was just having fun playing someone who doesn't have heavy plot and who isn't either quiet and/or mistrusted or under extreme pressure to save the world on half the essence of everyone around her! It made a nice contrast to Kelly as well, the psycho bitch from hell persona can get kinda wearing after a while. She's also not likely to try and turn into Akhara, Akhara grew out of this stage several centuries ago...
The game started with me getting grabbed as an appropriate female, the one who was supposed to be there wasn't, and the words ritual/performancey thing waved under my nose. Like I said earlier, I think it was the influence of frustration at lack of stage time or I might not have jumped so fast. Being told I didn't actually need to learn the lines came a little late, since the biggest chunk was the start of the 'Dream epilogue it didn't make much difference anyway, I don't know that many people who don't already know it! As it turned out I'm glad I did, what with swapping masks and changing places and trying ot dance at the same time I needed all the hands I could spare without having to hold a script as well! I think I've dropped myself rather firmly in the middle of plot as well which is really no bad thing, plot is fun even if this one does promise to be painful! Of course the extra point of Xp was also a nice bonus *grins*
Requiem didn't happen as we ended up driving back to Brum Saturday evening on the premise that we'd been offered crash space there and would get a lie in Sunday morning rather than have to get up early and drive down then. I won't object to a lie in and since Mike was the one doing the driving it was all sorted. I'm not entirely surte I would have survived it anyway, I did eat but for some reason was feeling really drained by the end of 'Ling, maybe it was the excessive bouncyness taking its toll.
Sunday was Dark Ages and I've ended up having to rewrite my character sheet, goddess alone knows where it vanished to, my bag seemed to eat it between one game and the next. I know I didn't leave it in the carrier bag to get checked because I emptied the bloody thing; only thing I can think is that it fell foul of Lev's random tidy fit. All that aside it was another quite fun game, there is a certain Salubri that just kept making himself look more and more like lunch though, I tried to be civil to him and he was an asshole, I tried to help him and he got my wrists slapped by the Duke for my efforts. Throughout which I was thanking any entity that was listening that I DIDN'T do what I was thinking of and try to bloodbond him! I didn't go through having to re-do character sheets just to have her get herself killed!
On an OOC note I also got to meet Liz's other half which explained a lot.
Sunday evening was pretty much get food, get home, eat, sleep. It wasn't quite as bad as a weekend event but I think the breaks and playing two different characters made it tiring in other ways. Ah well, roll on Maelstrom I say, I'm looking forward to playing Jenet again and if and when PD get the damn downtime system up and running again I can see what new spells I get to play with then email Lord Cyril to find out what's going on!
Enough rambling for tonight, my typing is getting steadily worse and I think I've covered all the salient points of the weekend.
*pixie dust*
