“It’s like the female version of male menopause.”— John Mudd
I work miracles.
-y your inept planning makes you need
me work miracles.
“What do you mean by ‘the data center is on a truck’?”
What’s the headquarters for all Strike Witch forces?
No relation to the Cartoon Network series…
…which reminds me that I’m way overdue for a big cheesecake post. Maybe this weekend, if we don’t have any problems moving the entire company into a new building.
As far as I can tell, the Savage Worlds RPG has never been playtested against veteran rules lawyers. Fourteen years after the first release of the core rulebook, there are still significant ambiguities caused by flavor text, inconsistent wording, and poor organization. The FAQs and forums do not clear them all up.
I suspect that the only reason the system thrives is that it’s largely taught at cons rather than learned from the book.
Half the fun is figuring out which official downloads to ignore. The current version of the Test Drive rules is the one in the Lankhmar section of the site; the only sidebar link in the Savage Worlds section that’s current is the GM Screen Tables (and it oversimplifies some rules).
Please rally your troupe to nominate What Happened for the Hugo. It’s apparently a first-rate alternate-history novel, although I hear the main character is a bit of a Mary Sue:
“I ran for President because I thought I’d be good at the job. I thought that of all the people who might run, I had the most relevant experience, meaningful accomplishments, and ambitious but achievable proposals, as well as the temperament to get things done in Washington.”
— Hillary Clinton’s ghostwriters
Sorry, but I’m transgenrephobic.
That said, “Night Of The Living A-Ko” does have a certain ring to it.
The standard two-factor authentication model of “what you have plus what you know” is usually poorly implemented, but the decision to use “what you have” to replace “what you know” is always a bad idea.
But that fingerprint recognition system is so convenient:
As her husband slept, she used his hand to unlock his fingerprint-protected phone, revealing the alleged affair in all its sordid detail.
One last group of little monsters just now, and I think I’m done for the night. 126 kids (according to a quick review of my Arlo cameras), so I went through 55-60 pounds of candy. The porch cats were determined to hang around even though they wouldn’t let any of the kids within ten feet of them. During one of the lulls, Scrawny even came into the house and poked around a bit before heading back out, which was a first for her.
Some things never change. About ten years ago, my next-door neighbor’s daughter picked a Halloween costume that showed off a sudden growth spurt highlighting her growing resemblance to her hot mom. New neighbor in the same house, and this is the year their daughter was ready to show off. If dad doesn’t already have a shotgun, he really needs to pick one up soon…
(and, yes, I overbought, but not as badly as last year, so I won’t be feeding the office well into January this time…)