|Date:||September 10th, 2002 09:41 am (UTC)|| |
|Date:||September 10th, 2002 09:52 am (UTC)|| |
Still sounds like a kid with a lisp (or the archbishop in Princess Bride) trying to learn solid geometry...
|Date:||September 10th, 2002 10:04 am (UTC)|| |
Nuh-uh. Besides, you said: " . . . that was my
dream self . . . " So there.
And I take that back about the fork.
It's really more like a Klein bottle crossed with this
or maybe this
. Reading the rules for this new, warped game felt like how I imagine someone in a Cthulu game (or Barrier, but don't say that too loud - I don't want my poor character to be faced with this sort of horror!) must feel when faced with a Thing That Should Not Be. "My brain! My brain . . . ! It's melting!" Begone, verbal shoggoths!