Compromise and Conceit
Infernal adventuring…
Category: Science Fiction
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I got a heavy little number I got 42 wheels of pleasure and pain I got a heavy little number I’m gonna head it on down upon the Alice again Widda a paraliddic weapon I can ‘ardly miss Gonna gidda bricks anudder everlasting kiss Widda a paraliddic weapon I can ‘ardly miss Gonna gidda bricks…
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I screamed aloud to the old man I said don’t lie don’t say you don’t know I say you’ll pay for your mischief In this world or the next Oh and then he fixed me with a freezing glance And the hell fires raged in his eyes He said do you want to know the…
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I wonder if my rope’s still hanging from the tree By the standing pool where you drank me And filled me full of thirsty love And the memory of water? I wonder if a king still fishes there His back towards the burned-out air His laughing catches singing loud The memory of water Our…
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And another thing I’ve been wondering lately Am I crazy To believe in ideals? I’m a betting man But it’s getting damn lonely. Oh, honey, if only I could be sure what I feel. What’s my scene? (I’m dying to know) I’ll never know. Well, I concede I’ve been caught in someone else’s scene (but…
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And when I see a shooting star go flashing in the night, I often wonder if some other beings also see the light, And are they picking up our signals, As they spin off into space, Until the final act is over, Until every man has spoken, Until every summer’s gone, Until every battle’s done,…
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During a moment of sudden frenzied violence in yesterday’s Shadowrun adventure our wizard character Adam Lee deployed an indirect mana attack spell for a grand total of only 2 or 3 points of damage. Immediately afterward our opponent – a russian Shadowrunner mage – dropped an indirect attack spell on me that something like 8…
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On the fat of the land I been living Now it’s only a matter of time Sooner or later, you open your eyes And return to the scene of the crime Dig deep at the top of the heap Now you’ve bitten off the hand that feeds you You got nothin’ but your soul to…
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Maybe, maybe it’s the clothes we wear, The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair, Maybe it’s our kookiness, Or maybe, maybe it’s our nowhere towns, Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds, Maybe it’s our looseness, But we’re trash, you and me, We’re the litter on the breeze, We’re the lovers on the…
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Hey, hey So why should I care If somebody let you down? That’s nothing new I know just what that can mean Hey, hey Well, the way that they talk The talk is all over town And it’s no surprise Little girls hurt sometimes When last we met our heroes they had just blown…
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I have just begun GMing a short post-apocalyptic campaign using the Mutant: Year Zero system. Before adventure begins the system requires the PCs – who play mutants – generate their safe haven, which is called the Ark. This is a brief description of the Ark from which the PCs will begin their adventure. Zone location…
Compromise and Conceit 