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Lily ‘Calla’ Brandybuck. Back story prep. One Ring RPG.

Posted in Entertainment, Gaming, Hobbies, Hobby, Tomboys, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , on February 10, 2016 by urbannight
She should be in pants but the program won't let you put female Hobbits in pants.

She should be in pants but the program won’t let you put female Hobbits in trousers.

Once upon a time, in a part of the Shire called Buckland, a hobbit family with a lot of sons lived. The mother always wanted a little girl to dress up and do all the girlish things she wasn’t able to do with her sons. Eventually, she did have a baby girl, born with fair skin and a shock of black hair. What she didn’t count on is that any younger sibling wants to play with her older siblings. So little Lily, as her mother named her, wanted to tear around after her pack of older brothers. This did not really surprise much of the Shire, for most of the Hobbits living there thought those that lived in the Buckland area were a bit odd at best or downright mad at worst. They were a more curious and more active and more adventurous sort.

Lily’s mother despaired of ever getting her to behave properly and the more she pushed the more Lily tried to be like her brothers the more Lily resisted and the more troublesome she became.  Lily grew up to be a tomboy and troublemaker.  But at least she wasn’t a bully.  She like to pull pranks and practical jokes which occasionally got out of hand.

When two of Lily’s older brothers both reached their majority at 33 years of age, they wanted to take off and go adventuring.  Lily’s parents kitted her out in suitable clothes and travel gear and even got her bow and dagger for hunting and cooking and a short sword for protection.  They knew she at least had the basics down from practicing with her brothers who would occasionally get humans to teach them things when the went to town to trade with them.  They hoped that actually living in the rough, traveling, and making do for themselves would make Lily realize that adventuring wasn’t all that glamorous and she would finally come home and settle down and behave like a proper hobbit lady.  Well, as proper as a Hobbit from the Buckland side of the Shire can be.

Unfortunately, this plan backfired.  Lily loved to travel as much as her brothers.  She loved seeing new places and people.  She also discovered that most people underestimate Hobbits.  Either they treat them as children or they treat them as simple country folk who are innocent and naive.  To be protected or taken advantage of, depending on the other person’s inclinations.  Lily found this to be very advantageous and discovered a niche market for gathering and selling information on what competing businesses are doing in secret.  She also learned she was good at liberating object from one person to another.  This bothered her a bit but she discovered that a surprising number of people liked to blackmail others and people would pay her to get back the evidence the blackmailers had on them.  This wasn’t steady work put paid well enough.

To keep people from connecting this shady activities and her, she took on the name Calla to use for her wandering and her less than legal activities and used Lily Brandybuck for everyday living in town.  Strangely enough, she learned all the ladylike behavior her mother always wanted her to learn in order to keep people underestimating her.  So she played the part of a rather innocent young Hobbit woman who had enough curiosity about the world to want to travel.

Lily originally just followed along with her brothers.  But they were wanderers who were motivated by wanting to know what was over the next hill.  Lily liked traveling but she also wanted a home base.  Some place to go back to when she wanted a break.  She wanted a goal.  If she was going someplace new, she wanted a reason and a purpose.  Because of her skills in getting into places from which people wanted to keep others out, she became popular with treasure hunting groups, and was able to keep up a good living from her share of the treasure,  stealing back evidence from blackmailers, and the selling of information.

Lily continues to get letter from back home keeping her updated on the happenings in the Shire with inquires on when she plans to come home, settle down, and get married.  Lily suspects she will never return to the Shire. Maybe to visit, someday.  She suspects that if she ever marries, it will have to be a some one like her, who likes adventure but isn’t really a wanderer who has to keep moving all the time, and won’t expect her to behave like a proper Hobbit wife.  Lily will never be ‘proper’.

My D & D Character

Posted in Art, Entertainment, Gaming, Hobbies, Hobby with tags , , , , , , , , on November 4, 2014 by urbannight

Gothic Beauty Magazine posted an image on Facebook of my current D & D character.

This image was shared via Gothic Beauty Magazine, belongs to Gothic Beauty Magazine and had nothing to do with me.  But she looks a lot like my current D & D character.

This image was shared via Gothic Beauty Magazine on Facebook, it belongs to Gothic Beauty Magazine and had nothing to do with me. But she looks a lot like my current D & D character.

What is going on….

Posted in Apartments, Entertainment, Gaming, Hobby, Movies and Theatre, Reviews, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 15, 2013 by urbannight

I have not been coming up with as many good ideas as last year.  Or, I do have a few, but when I have time to jot them down, I can’t remember them.

So I’ve posted less.

And it looks like I’m in for another move again.  Fairly soon too.  So I may end up having a moving process to talk about. 

Tonight is my gaming night, but tomorrow I’m going to start the ambitious task of whittling my stuff down my 25%.  It may be painful.  But I need to have less stuff.  I really do.

So, it will be slice of stuff for a bit. 

I do need to write about a rather bad movie I saw last week.  I was watching 1980’s comedies.  One movie with an all star cast was not funny at all.  It was sad.  Just sad. But more about that later.

The Good, The Bad, The Proteus Guild

Posted in Entertainment, Gaming, Life, Politics with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 26, 2013 by urbannight

Before the server move, I was on a fairly small server. I wasn’t sure about the move but decided it was better to do if voluntary than wait until the end when the moved all the people who didn’t want to. There were always so few people on the planets. The most chatty was someone with a toon named Freya. I always wondered what happened to her. Her comments made it should like she was a her. I could be wrong. Some guys really get into playing female toons. At that time, if your name was already used on the server you were being moved to, you were the one forced to change yours. I was lucky and I didn’t have to.

The night I made the move, I got logged into the new server and there were sure a lot of people. I was on the pub fleet taking care of what I call house keeping. I go through all my stuff, see if I have anything new I can put on my companions, cycling through them all. Then sorting what I needed to save and what I could sell on the GTN, turning on RE to see which things I couldn’t auction that I could RE, and then finding a vendor to sell the rest of the stuff.

Skull face idea 3

How I feel as I write this.

This could take a while. I suddenly got this tell asking if I wanted to join a guild. Sure! I said. It was from Doc.

I was really quiet for a month or so. I have been playing MUD’s, MOG’s and MMO’s since the early 90’s. I’ve seen good guilds and bad guilds and relaxed guilds and fanatical guilds.

I loved Proteus. It was the best guild I had ever seen and I was amazed at how many years it had existed and how many games it crossed over. I had never seen anyone accomplish such a thing before.

I alternated my time between all my toons until I slowly stopped playing the lowest level ones and focused on my pub main and imp main. Once I hit 50 on my pub toon, I pretty much focused on her (Lindrossa) after that. I would pop on and do a mission on the imp side once a week. I would pop on to a couple of my alts and do a mission or two once a week. I was trying to level a healer and a tank, even though I’m not really fond of tanking. I figured I should learn it enough for an emergency back up, just in case.

So in those days, people would see me chatting for a few weeks and then I would be on imp a few weeks and come back and see a lot of different people chatting. But there was a significant core group that was always there, always chatty, and pretty darn nice.

And once I started playing Lindrossa nearly exclusively, people started to get more familiar with me. One day, when discussing PVP and Flashpoints, it came out that I had never actually done a flashpoint. So people volunteered to do the first FP mission we get with my new healer. After that, I switched to my main and people took me through an FP on her.

The Smuggler Class is my favorite class.  Lindrossa is a Smuggler  Gunslinger.  I got a real kick out of the idea that I could make an Orion Slave Girl in the Star Wars universe.  I know that isn't the race name, but thats sure what they look like to me.  Too much Trek as a kid????

Photo not up to date. Not my current gear.

I had avoided most PVP and FP because I never found them to be any fun in all the other games I ever played. Most of them were super fanatical and expected people to be totally geared the instant they hit the level they could start doing the pvp or raiding.

With SWTOR, I discovered that I really liked PVP. And with Proteus people, I found FP’s to be extremely fun. I was having a blast and I was told I was doing pretty darn good for not having run any of the FP’s we were running and being totally under geared. So they invited me along on various runs to help me start to get geared up.

I must have been doing okay because after a few weeks, I was recruited to a set raid group by a person who liked to find out about people before inviting them on a run. Mostly, has anyone run with them, what do they know of them, how do they do? My raid leader was a great person, really helpful, didn’t hold it against me that I hadn’t run a lot of the FP’s and raids before, helps me get geared up. Many people in my team were really helpful with pointing me in the right directions to find information on how to get the most out of my class when doing PVE.

We would raid twice a week and do random ones other nights. They didn’t mind that I like to do both PVE and PVP. I carried around both sets of gear so I could switch without having to find a cargo access. Sometimes, when people were doing random FP’s, they would throw me an invite. So I would sometimes still do runs with other people.

The guild meeting were surprisingly entertaining. Doc sounded like such a great guy and every meeting he talked about his ideals and purpose for Proteus. Sort of like a mission statement.

But then a few people were rubbing the wrong way, doing and saying things in general chat that were starting to give a bad impression for Proteus. Sometimes it was a bit embarrassing. And since some of them were high up in the leadership levels.

It finally came to a head and people who were not involved with the public drama but where trying to find solutions finally decided to leave. After all, allowing some of the really high up people to whatever they want that was contrary to Doc’s mission statements seemed like a sign of favoritism and selective application of some very basic and simple rules.

After this happens, Doc posted a list on the guild website that was terribly insulting and sounded like a drunk person wrote it. I even thought it was a bad prank. That he hadn’t written it but someone else did. But no, I later found out that he had even had people review it first. It was a list of people he wanted as officers and why. Not only did the letter sound drunk, was rude, but it was also insulting to half the people he said he actually wanted.

After that, I was very uncomfortable and concerned. Every day, people who were very active and were driving forces behind Proteus were leaving or being kicked. The letter caused several people who were mentioned as being wanted to leave. Like I said, it was highly insulting. Half my raid group left and some of the really active people stopped talking in guild chat. Vent got a lot quieter too. People were afraid to say anything just in case they were kicked for something they didn’t realize they said wrong.

It got to the point that every time I logged in, I pulled up the guild roster, changed it to show off-line members as well, and checked for certain people, to see if they were still there. There were no more random invites for runs and I spent most of my time doing PVP, getting more elite PVP gear, and doing some Gree missions.

Lilith and the Serpent.

Lilith and the Serpent.

And then somethings happened Monday. Someone who really was instrumental in getting raid groups going and helping me out personally was kicked. Just for being friends with someone else who was kicked. So now you had to be friends with the ‘right’ people and if you happened to be friends with anyone the powers that be want to kick then you too will be kicked.

I was upset about this but I was asked not to do anything. So I went to play on an alt that wasn’t in Proteus. One I almost never played. I saw two Proteus members get added to the guild she was in. Names I knew. Names of really active people.

I logged back into Lindrossa and checked the guild roster for certain names. Nearly every single one of them was gone. These were sudden kicks of people on Doc’s list of people he wanted to keep. Some for no reason they were ever told.

In the end, my impression is that a couple of people who were friends of the leadership, who had been on less often lately, came back to find a whole crop of really active people at the helm of Proteus. After all, Doc isn’t on much, Kitty is on more often but she isn’t on all the time either. So the people they assigned to look after things were doing so with a lot of input of the people who were really getting the guild active in end game content, raiding and having fun and keeping the game fresh, helping the lower level people, and really helping new 50’s get into the swing of ‘what to do next’. As a quiet person, who mostly observes, but would run with some of these really active people, and listen to them in vent, my impression is that these other people, who were spending more time on other servers or where otherwise occupied, suddenly came back and wanted THEIR guild back and THEIR power back and for people to look to THEM again.

Nearly all the really active people have been kicked or left before they got kicked. The people running raid groups. The people trying to get PVP groups off the ground. The people actively running datacron or pet/egg safari’s. They are all go. I log in and the chat is filled mostly with people I’ve never heard of before and don’t know anything about. I see trash talk about the people who left from people who don’t know what they are talking about. The people who left were the ones really working their asses off for Proteus. They weren’t out for power or glory or manipulating behind people’s backs. They did it for the love of the game and the love of what HAD been the best guild ever.

After finding out people were getting removed from the guild because they were friends with the wrong people, I realized that Proteus had turned into a guild I no longer wanted to be a part of anymore. There was nothing left of all the good things and everything that happened was completely contrary to all the things that Doc said at each and every guild meeting.

So Monday night I left the guild. It was sad to do so, especially such a long-lived and wide-spread guild as Proteus. It’s a phenomenon that I’ve never seen and may never see again. But it isn’t worth staying if you have to worry that you are going to get kicked because you are friends with, and still run raids with, the people who have left or were kicked.

One of THOSE days . . . .

Posted in Gaming, Life, Work with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 21, 2013 by urbannight

At 8:32 am I’m resorting to a cup of coffee. I hate coffee. I’m that desperate. I’m unbelievably sleepy today.

It doesn’t help that we are expecting a major snow storm this afternoon. Half the people are walking around talking about leaving early. Schools closed preemptively. Despite the fact that the heavy show has been pushed back until 2:00 today. The light flurries have been pushed back until after the noon hour. The Winter Storm Warning has been pushed back to noon Thursday through noon Friday from 6:00 am on the aforementioned days.

Other schools were a bit smarter and are having half days. But maybe the whole day is better. Is it harder for working parents to deal with the whole day or the half day? I don’t know.

Anyway, I think it is going to be one of THOSE days.

There is a group of mostly clerical staff, with a couple of professional members, that seem to think it is a party day. In fact, they spent half an hour being loud yesterday and have already started today.

This is a point of contention. My unit is always getting complaints that we are too loud. But we are the phone unit. We are taking incoming calls to report losses or check up on claims all day long. We have to spend all day talking. It is our job.

These people are not phone people. They do have some phone tasks, a few are lunch time backups. Their loudness does not come from any phone work. It is coming from half hour long chatty breaks.

These built-up, over-sensasionalized storm days result in people talking all day and not working. Part of the staff is leaving at half day to get home before the storm hits. Several people said they would just take the day off. That means the rest of us will most likely have to stay until the bitter end.

I could also do without the dire build up on how awful the day is going to be, weather-wise, and the build up of hope for office closures, but then the weather ends up getting pushed back so that it only affects the drive home, if it even hits that early. These storms usually get pushed back to the evenings. It ends up being both a distraction and a let down.

Top it all off, there was some major guild drama and a lot of high-ranking, highly involved guild officers split from the leadership and quit the guild.

My raid leader started his own guild. Part of my team is still in the old one and part in the new one. Some of the guild officers left and joined his guild.

You see, the man who originated the guild, 8 years ago, (it is a massive organization crossing many games and servers and not like any other guild I’ve ever seen) wrote a letter and put it on the forums in which he stated whom he wanted to be his officers and why and went so far as to actually insult and threaten some of the very people he wanted to keep. Which is why some of the people he wanted ended up quitting.

He wrote stuff that totally went against everything he has said the guild stands for in every single guild meeting I’ve been to. It sounded so different from him that some people had originally thought someone might have hacked him or somehow gotten into his account. It also sounded very much like drunk ranting. But no, turned out he sent a draft of the letter to a senior officer who verified that this was the actual guild leader’s words.

I ended up staying late to read this letter and all the responses to it and the letters from the senior officers who found the entire thing distasteful enough to decide they had to leave the guild.

The result is that I am very tired today. I didn’t get enough sleep. I had to drive because my roommate normally has class on this night. When I asked about his classes getting canceled he turned the entire thing in to an argument and an exercise in semantics that I decided he just didn’t want to go in to work together. When I ran into him at work, he said he went to tell me that he did NOT have classes but I had already left. I was tired and hungry and not in the mode to play games. So yeah, I left so I could get to work early enough to get breakfast.

Now I’m sitting here, drinking nasty coffee, drinking Pepsi, trying to get rid of a headache, and trying to stay awake while working on various tasks. I can’t keep my eyes open and it is going to be a LONG day.

A Multitude of Thoughts

Posted in Entertainment, Gaming, Health, Life, Politics with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 7, 2012 by urbannight

Not everyone will be happy. But I am.

To start with, I’m very pleased with the apparent election outcome.  And not only does it look like Obama won the electoral votes, but they are thinking he probably won the popular vote as well.  They can’t say that officially yet because the counting isn’t done and it seems close enough in some places that they don’t want to commit to that just yet.

At the very very beginning of the primary race, I thought Romney might be a viable Republican option.  But as the primaries continued, and then after the nomination, and after he picked Paul Ryan, (Okay BEFORE he picked Ryan) I knew that I wouldn’t go near him with a 20 foot pole.  Maybe 100 yards would be better.  Isn’t that the distance on a restraining order?

My roommate, on the other hand, is not happy.  He feels as I do.  Only his sentiment is directed at Obama and not Romney.  So he is less happy this morning.

We are both still cranky and ticked off at one member of the wedding party from the weekend.  The fact that she is in a polyamorous relationship doesn’t bother me at all.  She seems to be a happier, stronger, more confident person than when she was with her ex-husband.  So it has been good for her.  What does bother me is that she treated the weekend as an opportunity for everyone else to take care of her little boy.  He is not yet school age. 

I know that it was a special weekend and they let him stay up later than his normal bedtime.  But she left it up to her boyfriend to make him go to bed.  She was too busy drinking and partying with the other members of the wedding party to make sure he got to bed. 

She asked her sister to watch him while they ran some errands in town and took off, without leaving the car seat and everyone wanted to do something that day.  But with no car seat, that meant someone had to stay back to watch the little boy.  And his mom couldn’t be bothered to answer her phone while they were out.  So we couldnt’ get them to drop the seat off or find out where they were so someone could pick up the car seat.

Then, at the wedding dinner, mugs were a party favor and people were told to find a spot based on the mug they wanted.  I put my camera in the spot I wanted.  I was more concerned with not being trapped in the back because I’m mildly agoraphobic.  I don’t like being trapped or surrounded by to many people.  She then comes over to me to say that she and her boyfriend and the other girlfriend are sitting in the three spots on that end.  Of course, then NEVER put down anything to mark those places as occupied. 

Did you notice that she only had three spots?  She never even thought about where her little boy was going to sit.  She was more concerned about her boyfriend.   Basically, he ended up in the only empty seat left.  She also didn’t even bother to make sure he got a plate of dinner.  It’s like he didn’t even exist for her during that dinner.  It was left up to the people around him to make sure he got fed and behaved well.   One of those people was his step-grandpa.   But he was also surprised that the boy’s mother didn’t bother to think about her son that evening.  So it wasn’t like there was an arrangement for him to sit near his grandpa.

It is two days later and I am still pissed off about this behavior.  Not even Election Night was able to distract me from it. 

Looking at photos, ones in which I appear, I hate to see myself.  I used to LOVE to be in front of the camera.  Every time I see a photo, I can’t believe it is me.  I do not see myself as being that huge.  I guess I have some kind of reverse anorexia.  You know, where the person w/ anorexia draws pictures of themselves as huge when they are in reality a walking skeleton.  I know I’m over weight, but my mental image is apparently much smaller than my real body size.  I can’t really reconcile the me I see in photo’s with the me in reality.   Maybe that’s part of the reason I have so much trouble losing weight?  And today the top of my butt cheeks hurt a lot.  No idea why. 

Actually, I think it may be a result from distracting myself from the Polls.  I would watch 15 minutes of a show, pause it, check the Polls, then clean for 5 minutes, and repeat.  So I was up cleaning for 5 minutes out of every 20.  All evening long.  That is a lot of up and down and up and down.  I suppose that could do it.

Back to politics as I remember something else from last night.  I was playing SWTOR in the later evening.  Everyone was doing really really well with NOT talking about politics.  Oh, there was the generic comments about the polls and such, but nothing about political opinions and beliefs. 

Until one idiot decided to announce that anyone who votes for Obama was a traitor.  All we said was that we felt the person was being a bit to extreme.  But the one person kept going on about it.  One person left the guild because of it.  After about half an hour, in which he couldn’t get anyone else to take sides at all, he (that is an assumption there) left the guild.  A comment right after was that if you ignore someone trying to stir things up, it becomes a self-correcting situation. 

A smart rule is to never discuss politics in Guild Chat.  People on both sides get upset.  People trying to ignore the discussion get upset.  In the past, I’ve seen guilds fracture and split in half over politics during election years.  It is too volatile a topic.  It is worse than religion.

Did I die? Or are angels ice skating in hell?

Posted in Entertainment, Gaming, Movies and Theatre with tags , , , , , , , , on October 30, 2012 by urbannight

I’m such a pretty Sith Sorcerer.

So something happened today that has my brain in a dither.  It was announced that Disney is purchasing LucasArts.

Disney purchasing it isn’t the surprise.  Lucas selling it is.  Something has disrupted the space-time continuum.  This is not the Lucas with the Iron Grip that we all know and hate.

Since my mind is having trouble processing all information now, I shall go and play SWTOR.   Williams posted the trailer and now I feel I ought to go work on my Empire toons.