in_nomine-digest Tuesday, March 5 2002 Volume 01 : Number 2563 In this digest: Re: IN> The Decimated (crossposted to Pyramid) IN> Re: The Decimated IN> Tattered Ensemble: Opening Seed IN> Psionics Re: IN> Psionics Re: IN> Re: The Decimated Re: IN> The Decimated (crossposted to Pyramid) Re: IN> Psionics (crossposted to Pyramid) IN> Triad 314 - Vendettas (Pt 2) Re: IN> Triad 314 - Vendettas (Pt 2) Re: IN> The Decimated (crossposted to Pyramid) Re: IN> Triad 314 - Vendettas (Pt 2) Re: IN> The Decimated (crossposted to Pyramid) Re: IN> test IN> Singing!! Re: IN> Psionics (crossposted to Pyramid) Re: IN> Singing!! Re: IN> Singing!! Re: IN> Psionics (crossposted to Pyramid) Re: IN> Psionics (crossposted to Pyramid) Re: IN> The Blood Soul Re: IN> Singing!! Re: IN> Psionics (crossposted to Pyramid) Re: IN> Psionics (crossposted to Pyramid) Re: IN> Singing!! Re: IN> Singing!! Re: IN> The Decimated (crossposted to Pyramid) IN> The Angel of Broken Hearts... ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 04 Mar 2002 23:30:31 -0500 (EST) From: jamoge@wm.edu Subject: Re: IN> The Decimated (crossposted to Pyramid) The simple image... A young boy on a beach... The magnificent sand castle he had planned wiped away by the tide... Grabbing handfuls of sand... In a fit of desperation... Trying in vain to rebuild his dream... Josh ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 05 Mar 2002 01:26:53 -0500 From: "Jonathan 'Caraig' McDermott" Subject: IN> Re: The Decimated >Date: Mon, 4 Mar 2002 20:17:49 -0800 (PST) >From: Maurice Lane >Subject: IN> The Decimated (crossposted to Pyramid) >The Decimated I read this at about 0120 in the morning before going to sleep. I don't think I'll be getting much sleep, actually. Spooky, and rather unnerving. The scary thing is, is that the former Archangel of Light may very well have hit upon why Heaven has Essence for the asking. What may be scarier (for the Host, anyway) is that Lucifer very likely sees himself this way. Thank you; I was going to stay up for a few more hours, anyway. ;) - --- ============================================================= Jonathan McDermott http:\\caraig.home.mindspring.com - ------------------------------------------------------------- "Rose tint my world, keep me safe from my troubles and pain." ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 05 Mar 2002 07:03:44 +0000 From: "Jonathan Walton" Subject: IN> Tattered Ensemble: Opening Seed Since I said I wouldn't send it to the list, here's a link to the initial adventure seed for the Tattered Ensemble. http://www.worldweavers.org/pipermail/in-tattered/2002-March/000002.html If nothing else, it contains the following quote: "Hello there, little talking monkey," said Gebbeleth. "How may I misdirect you?" Later. Jonathan http://www.havencomm.com/~wwin/tattered.html _________________________________________________________________ Send and receive Hotmail on your mobile device: http://mobile.msn.com ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 05 Mar 2002 03:29:12 -0500 (EST) From: Arthur Roberts Subject: IN> Psionics This is a MIME encoded message. - --=_af99c04cdbd74a95e0159f69528602c0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I wonder if the Teleport discipline could include the ability to teleport across dimensions, like to an alternate universe where the alternate superiors reside. Or maybe the ability to teleport through time. - --=_af99c04cdbd74a95e0159f69528602c0-- ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2002 04:01:59 -0800 (PST) From: Maurice Lane Subject: Re: IN> Psionics - --- Arthur Roberts wrote: > I wonder if the Teleport discipline could include > the ability to > teleport across dimensions, like to an alternate > universe where the > alternate superiors reside. > > Or maybe the ability to teleport through time. Heh. I hadn't thought about those. Hmm... maybe as the result of an Intervention on a Planar Teleport roll, at least at first? I'll have to address this. Thanks. :) Moe ===== Liber Licentiae Moeticae: http://www.stormloader.com/users/moelane/innomine.html Last updated 02/24/02(this is usually way out of date) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Try FREE Yahoo! Mail - the world's greatest free email! http://mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2002 04:06:00 -0800 (PST) From: Maurice Lane Subject: Re: IN> Re: The Decimated - --- Jonathan 'Caraig' McDermott wrote: > Spooky, and rather unnerving. The scary thing is, > is that the former > Archangel of Light may very well have hit upon why > Heaven has Essence for > the asking. What may be scarier (for the Host, > anyway) is that Lucifer > very likely sees himself this way. Don't forget the "God is really an ethereal" option, which this particular scenario does nothing to explode. On _that_ setting, well, he has every right to see himself that way, because he effectively _is_... > Thank you; I was going to stay up for a few more > hours, anyway. ;) That's what I'm here for. :) Moe ===== Liber Licentiae Moeticae: http://www.stormloader.com/users/moelane/innomine.html Last updated 02/24/02(this is usually way out of date) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Try FREE Yahoo! Mail - the world's greatest free email! http://mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2002 05:38:59 -0800 (PST) From: Michael Walton Subject: Re: IN> The Decimated (crossposted to Pyramid) Interesting conclusion. I'm not sure it lives up to the buildup, but it's well within Lucifer's character. ===== Michael Walton, #US2002023848 "The other beattitude that's not in the book is this: 'Blessed are those who are pleasant to live with.'" - -- Rev. Claudette Copeland __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Try FREE Yahoo! Mail - the world's greatest free email! http://mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2002 05:51:33 -0800 (PST) From: Michael Walton Subject: Re: IN> Psionics (crossposted to Pyramid) Seems like a pretty good conversion to me. Interesting that you went the same way that I did in making psionics Attunement-based, though I had each Talent as a different Attunement. Your version is more intuitive for people who are familiar with GURPS, though. ===== Michael Walton, #US2002023848 "The other beattitude that's not in the book is this: 'Blessed are those who are pleasant to live with.'" - -- Rev. Claudette Copeland __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Try FREE Yahoo! Mail - the world's greatest free email! http://mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 05 Mar 2002 15:34:50 From: "Michael Cleveland" Subject: IN> Triad 314 - Vendettas (Pt 2) "What is taking those worthless reprobates so long?" Xador shrugged - he'd come to expect his Triad leader's tendencies to be expedient in all things. The Seraphim had a reputation for not being understanding in corporeal matters, and this was unlikely to be an exception."Difficult to say, Squavariel. They were, after all, travelling away from the city. I would remind you, Most Holy, that we're also talking about 314. Their track record suggests that they may not be particularly thrilled to be working with us." 'More specifically, with you,' the Cherub thought to himself. Although he'd long since learned to appreciate his superior officer's devotion to their Word, many others mistook her intensity for hostility. He casually turned to look for a waitress - the overcrowded restaurant was short of both tables and staff, and their continual wait in the booth was wearing painfully thin on the underpaid humans who came by. The Seraph sniffed the air, her nose wrinkling as cigarette smoke from the neighboring table wafted by. "Yes, I can quite easily imagine them taking the scenic route to get here. Having to deal with them once inside the week was bad enough, but requiring them for settle our dispute is almost intolerable." She craned her neck to see if anyone was listening, then bent forward. "For the sake of the Cloak, Xador, there were only two Infernals. We could have taken them." Xador shook his head, muscles rippling under his vessel's skin. "Two Infernals who managed to injure both of us and killed Nadia. We're shorthanded, and I'm not willing to risk the integrity of this mission after it's already been compromised by that incident at the Vapulan's warehouse. We can't afford it. This is important, Squav." Squavariel nodded as she pulled her hair back. "And I agree that this is not an ideal situation, but we could have handled it. But now we have Muriel and her tiny little knot of heretics coming here to meet us. Triad 314 -" The Cherub whipped his head forward, getting into his partner's face and causing her to squiek as she dodged backwards. Setting his voice in a quiet growl, he glared at her. "Triad 314 is backup. Bad backup is better than no backup. Heretical backup is better than no backup. I'm not going to get myself killed just because two Seraphim have problems talking to each other. You've got to deal with it for now, Most Holy." The woman in the booth sitting across from him began to rise up, her eyes beginning to flare with what the Cherub knew was a precursor to a sermon on the duties of following the proper procedures for questioning a superior's judgment. Xador closed his eyes, saying a quiet prayer that the Ofanite driver - Laris, he thought - would hurry up and save him from what was coming. When the verbal lashing failed to come, he opened one eye questioningly, and saw his partner lowering herself back down into the booth. "You... you are right, Xador. The Triad that is being sent is not the one that I would have chosen, and their dedication to seeing the Lord's work done might not be what one might ask for, but this is the proverbial hand that we have been dealt." The young lady leaned back in her seat, sighing. "But it does not mean that I like it. Still, in the absence of our Elohite, it would seem that their reinforcement of our position would be helpful, if somewhat distracting. There will, unfortunately, be a duplication of abilities, but an extra set of coils to wrap around our prey will be good." The Cherub took a sip from his coffee, grimacing as the tepid liquid flowed past his lips. "Ugh. Well, at least the addition of an Ofanite should allow us to make up for lost time. The attunement is still good - the Shedite's laptop is about 15 miles north of here, which means the Corrupter will be close by. Once their Cherub gets here, we'll have him attune to the two of us, and I'll link to the three of them. We'll pull this out, Squavariel. Trust me." Squavariel nodded, smiling slightly. "I do. Which is why I can do this." She turned her head to look out at the parking lot, focusing her attention on a red convertible that had pulled into the lot with three disheveled people inside, music blaring loudly from its speakers. She watched as the trio jump climb out of the car without even bothering to open the doors and then spoke to her partner as the three pulled out hairbrushes and put themselves in order. "I have a cherry red convertible with a souped up sound system with 3 young adults hopping over the doors to get out. I think our associates are here." Xador nodded, then looked out the window, squinting. "If memory serves, wasn't the convertible that they had on Tuesday blue?" THe Seraph nodded. "Yes. Take a note of that, incidentally - Muriel may be slipping back into her old ways. Theft comes very naturally to her, as befitting someone from her former master." She began to rise from her seat when a young man with dancing, frenetic eyes slip into her, knocking her back into the seat. The man raised a hand and snapped his fingers several times loudly to signal a waitress, muttering to the irritated Seraph, "Please tell me that the coffee's hot." As another man and woman slid into the seat beside Xador, he snorted slightly as he shook his head. "Hasn't been yet. You must be Laris." Nodding slightly in acknowledgement at the Ofanites distracted headbob, he looked over at the people on his side of the booth. "Jack, good to see you again. Wish it was under different circumstances." "Likewise." The two large men clasped hands for a moment, and then shuddered slightly. Jack closed his eyes for a moment, then lowered his voice. "You're hurt, Xador. What happened?" Xador rubbed his hand over his shaved head for a moment. "They got the drop on us. I figure the Shedite must have made us for a Triad after I attuned to his laptop at the mall. I'm assuming that after his Impudite escorts sucked all the humans near them dry, they decided they had enough energy to take us out." He shook his head ruefully. "They caught us on the road - I managed to get a few good shots off, and I know I managed to drop one of them back to Hell, but not before they got Nadia, our Elohite. All of us got hit at least once, but I was able to do at least some superficial healing." "Sounds like you folks gave as good as you got, Xador." Squavariel nodded, her gaze locking onto the newest speaker and her voice going completely deadpan. "Muriel. You look just as lovely as you did the last time I saw you. Any new charges of heresy or dereliction of duty in the past few days?" In an equally deadpan voice, Muriel shook her head. "No charges have been filed, Squavariel. Tried any of Eli's boys for defiling God's Creation by spitting on a sidewalk since I last saw you?" The two Seraphim continued to glare at each other mouthing insults for a few moments longer when they finally noticed the silence from the two Cherubim and turned to watch as the Ofanite added over a dozen packets of sugar to his cup of coffee and began pouring maple syrup and salt to his cup. After a few moments, Laris looked up and turned to look at everybody who was looking at him incredulously, including 2 of the waitresses. "What? Did I do something?" The two Seraphim looked at each other, and lowered their heads in unison. Muriel looked up first to look at the Cherubim beside her. "Anyway. Gah. So, do we have any idea how we want to track these people down and capture them. You're the one with the attunement." "Mrrmph mamming our marr." Squavariel leaned against the wall and looked hard at the Ofanite beside her. "You do realize that it would be easier to understand you if you would swallow your coffee before you speak to non-ofanim, do you not? Would you repeat yourself, Wheel?" The Ofanite nodded as he poured himself another cup of coffee. "I said, we're taking our car. I figured that your car was the big brown van with the bullet holes and blood in it. Well, if we need to enlist the mortal authorities at all, our car will be a lot easier to accept than a bullet-ridden, blood soaked bucket of bolts. There's enough room for the two of you, and we don't need all the surveillance equipment that you've got in that thing. This is going to be a simple smash and grab, and we don't want or need much else with us." The two Seraphim looked at each other, then nodded. Muriel got up from her seat and fished a few bills out of her pocket. "All right, let's go ahead and get this over with. Squeaky, you and -" "Squavariel!" "Right. You and Xador get the most critical stuff out of your van, and we'll start moving the stuff around in the back seat to make room for you all. I'll be taking shotgun, of course." "Excuse me, but I have seniority..." "It's my Triad, you stiff necked -" "Listen here, you -" - --------------------------------------- Across town, Ceret felt something stirring in his mind. Picking his large bulk off of the floor, he padded down the hall and walked into the living room of the house that he had taken possession of. The Djinn liked it here - the couch was large and overstuffed, the bed was extremely comfortable, even despite the fact that the blood from its prior occupants had yet to dry, and the house's entertainment system ensured that he never needed lack for nothing to do. The female who was in the bed at the time he came in had even been good enough to attempt to hide in the closet - with the exception of the small hole in the door, he didn't even need to remember that she'd been there at all. The Djinn slumped down into the chair that sat in front of the laptop at the coffee table. After stretching for a few seconds, he smacked the laptop lightly and then picked up the headset and microphone that were plugged into it. "Hey, we got something." After a second, there was a slight pop and hissing sound in the headphones, then a very smooth and silky voice flowed out through the earpieces. "Yes, Ceret. What do you have for me?" "The bullets that Ariane shot into the Judges are moving again. But here's the interesting bit - the palmtop that we left in the warehouse is moving with them. I think they're working together now. One of ours gone traitor, or prisoner maybe?" A throaty chuckle came out of the speakers. "Hardly. The Dominicans are attempting to use that palmtop to connect to Tartarus, as I'd hoped. I've routed all their queries to my new system, and with my having taken the type to install a Vapunet Server onto this machine, they'll never realize the difference until it's too late. For all intents and purposes, they're telling us everything we want to know. All we have to do is watch what information they ask for. I told you that the dissonance would be worth it, Ceret." Ceret nodded. "Yeah, let's hope so. Teams 4 and 5 are moving in to keep an eye on them. But tell me something, Rekza - why did you switch to a new machine anyway? I thought you liked the old ones better than the latest model, anyway. Didn't think you'd want to risk the dissonance either." "Because, my boy, it's a known quantity. It's an easy way to track me down. And since the Dominican touched my laptop, I'm betting he attuned to it. Since I've given the machine to Team 1, I'm betting that the Judges will follow them for hours trying to catch what they assume is me. This way, we control where they go, rather than the other way around." The Djinn chuckled. "This'll be fun. It's a shame we couldn't keep the Lightning angels alive to test the new devices on as well. The Genius Prince always likes hearing about Jean's people being involved in tests." The speakers cracked again slightly, and the screen flickered into a screensaver, its fractal patterns taking on a somewhat disturbing tint. "No matter. Even though they died under the interrogation, they provided us with the Judges. And hey - five test subjects versus two - we should have even more opportunities to field test the devices." Ceret turned and spit on the carpet. "More work for us, Rekza." The screen flickered again, and a set of seven green eyes opened and tracked in on the Djinn's two, causing him to swallow instinctively. "Oh, come now. I promise you, Ceret - this is going to be _fun_." (to be continued) _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.asp. ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2002 10:38:05 -0800 (PST) From: Michael Walton Subject: Re: IN> Triad 314 - Vendettas (Pt 2) - --- Michael Cleveland wrote: > "The bullets that Ariane shot into the Judges are moving > again. !!! Now that's a clever use of the Djinn Resonance! Hats off to you, Michael. ===== Michael Walton, #US2002023848 "The other beattitude that's not in the book is this: 'Blessed are those who are pleasant to live with.'" - -- Rev. Claudette Copeland __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Try FREE Yahoo! Mail - the world's greatest free email! http://mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2002 14:24:45 -0500 From: Elizabeth McCoy Subject: Re: IN> The Decimated (crossposted to Pyramid) At 8:17 PM -0800 3/4/02, Maurice Lane wrote: >Ah, there's nothing like cleaning out a print queue. >Comments welcome, as always. Heh heh heh heh heh. Niiiiiiice. - --emccoy@nh.ultranet.com // arcangel@io.com In Nomine Line Editor RPG links; Random name list, Art: http://www.io.com/~arcangel/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2002 14:44:07 -0500 From: Elizabeth McCoy Subject: Re: IN> Triad 314 - Vendettas (Pt 2) At 3:34 PM -0500 3/5/02, Michael Cleveland wrote: [...] >The screen flickered again, and a set of seven green eyes opened and tracked >in on the Djinn's two, causing him to swallow instinctively. "Oh, come now. >I promise you, Ceret - this is going to be _fun_." > >(to be continued) Creepy.... You're trying to make me relax my 10K-per-day-for-long-posts dictate, aren'tcha? Habbalite. I will be Strong. I will. - --emccoy@nh.ultranet.com // arcangel@io.com In Nomine Line Editor RPG links; Random name list, Art: http://www.io.com/~arcangel/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2002 14:05:21 -0600 From: "Prodigal" Subject: Re: IN> The Decimated (crossposted to Pyramid) From: "Maurice Lane" > > The Decimated Wow. Interesting possibilities that this one raises... ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 05 Mar 2002 22:01:09 From: "Perry Lloyd" Subject: Re: IN> test > >Testing the water for rabid Ofanim. Thank you. > >*growfrarfrrrrrrgggggRUFF* Down! DOWN! Look, demon! Sic 'im! LOL! >*whew* > >I harbor the hope that creative minds on the list are busily hunkered down >over their Iron Rev entries, but that's just me. ;^) crap. I knew I forgot about something, better go see if there's still time to churn one out. - -Perry perrylloyd@hotmail.com pl312993@oak.cats.ohiou.edu http://www.geocities.com/perrylloyd/ "And that's the hardest thing for a human being to do - be wrong. Do you know that people would rather die than be wrong?" - --from A Matter For Men by David Gerrold _________________________________________________________________ Rejoignez le plus grand service de messagerie au monde avec MSN Hotmail. http://www.hotmail.com/fr ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 05 Mar 2002 22:02:22 From: "Perry Lloyd" Subject: IN> Singing!! So, do any of you actually sing your Songs in game (as a player (or character I guess))? - -Perry perrylloyd@hotmail.com pl312993@oak.cats.ohiou.edu http://www.geocities.com/perrylloyd/ "And that's the hardest thing for a human being to do - be wrong. Do you know that people would rather die than be wrong?" - --from A Matter For Men by David Gerrold _________________________________________________________________ MSN Photos est le moyen le plus simple de partager, modifier et imprimer vos photos pr馩r饳. http://photos.msn.fr/Support/WorldWide.aspx ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 05 Mar 2002 22:27:58 From: "Perry Lloyd" Subject: Re: IN> Psionics (crossposted to Pyramid) "The problem with this, of course, is that celestial abilities and psionics really don't affect each other. For example, Mind Shield won't stop an Ethereal Song of Tongues and Autoteleport pretty much ignores the Songs of Seals. While both celestials and psis are trying to work out defensive/offensive abilities with universal applications, none have been discovered yet." Bummer ... this means that PCs are *very* vulnerable to telepathy, which can be used to easily break them. Even with the -4 to the Telepaths ... I assume these skills are combined with Will? - -Perry perrylloyd@hotmail.com pl312993@oak.cats.ohiou.edu http://www.geocities.com/perrylloyd/ "And that's the hardest thing for a human being to do - be wrong. Do you know that people would rather die than be wrong?" - --from A Matter For Men by David Gerrold _________________________________________________________________ Discutez en ligne avec vos amis, essayez MSN Messenger : http://messenger.msn.fr ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2002 14:29:15 -0800 (PST) From: Michael Walton Subject: Re: IN> Singing!! - --- Perry Lloyd wrote: > So, do any of you actually sing your Songs in game (as a > player (or character I guess))? If I knew the words to, say, the Song of Thunder, do you think I'd work for what I work for? };> ===== Michael Walton, #US2002023848 "The other beattitude that's not in the book is this: 'Blessed are those who are pleasant to live with.'" - -- Rev. Claudette Copeland __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Try FREE Yahoo! Mail - the world's greatest free email! http://mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 05 Mar 2002 22:32:41 +0000 From: "Janet Anderson" Subject: Re: IN> Singing!! All my IN gaming is done online now, so it isn't practical to sing them out loud ... but in the face-to-face games I've played, it never even occurred to me. (I wish it had. I would have used Gregorian chant.) Janet Anderson _________________________________________________________________ MSN Photos is the easiest way to share and print your photos: http://photos.msn.com/support/worldwide.aspx ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 05 Mar 2002 22:38:14 From: "Perry Lloyd" Subject: Re: IN> Psionics (crossposted to Pyramid) > Seems like a pretty good conversion to me. Interesting >that you went the same way that I did in making psionics >Attunement-based, though I had each Talent as a different >Attunement. Your version is more intuitive for people who >are familiar with GURPS, though. Well, the only example of "Advantages" in In Nomine are Status and Charisma p.CPG22 and Toughness p.CPG21/p.NM31 (I feel like I'm missing one somewhere, tho). Effectively, the Attunement model seems to fit Psionics better (tho is brings up the question of _who_ attunes you and to _what_) - -Perry perrylloyd@hotmail.com pl312993@oak.cats.ohiou.edu http://www.geocities.com/perrylloyd/ "And that's the hardest thing for a human being to do - be wrong. Do you know that people would rather die than be wrong?" - --from A Matter For Men by David Gerrold _________________________________________________________________ Discutez en ligne avec vos amis, essayez MSN Messenger : http://messenger.msn.fr ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2002 14:59:29 -0800 (PST) From: Michael Walton Subject: Re: IN> Psionics (crossposted to Pyramid) - --- Perry Lloyd wrote: > the Attunement model seems to fit > Psionics better (tho > is brings up the question of _who_ attunes you and to > _what_) I run it with psi being common among the Children of the Grigori and Ethereal Crossbreeds, who have the Attunements at birth (though they're usually not active until puberty). ===== Michael Walton, #US2002023848 "The other beattitude that's not in the book is this: 'Blessed are those who are pleasant to live with.'" - -- Rev. Claudette Copeland __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Try FREE Yahoo! Mail - the world's greatest free email! http://mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 05 Mar 2002 22:59:20 From: "Perry Lloyd" Subject: Re: IN> The Blood Soul >This is what is called an ethical dilemma. > >-Charlemagne yiurg ... icky and baaaaaad. I like it. - -Perry perrylloyd@hotmail.com pl312993@oak.cats.ohiou.edu http://www.geocities.com/perrylloyd/ "And that's the hardest thing for a human being to do - be wrong. Do you know that people would rather die than be wrong?" - --from A Matter For Men by David Gerrold _________________________________________________________________ Rejoignez le plus grand service de messagerie au monde avec MSN Hotmail. http://www.hotmail.com/fr ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 05 Mar 2002 18:01:24 -0500 From: "Robb Kidd" Subject: Re: IN> Singing!! Janet Anderson wrote: > All my IN gaming is done online now, so it isn't practical to sing them out > loud ... but in the face-to-face games I've played, it never even occurred > to me. (I wish it had. I would have used Gregorian chant.) Grigorian chanting? And have the Inquisition come down on you like a ton of golden bricks? ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 05 Mar 2002 23:09:30 From: "Perry Lloyd" Subject: Re: IN> Psionics (crossposted to Pyramid) > I run it with psi being common among the Children of >the Grigori and Ethereal Crossbreeds, who have the >Attunements at birth (though they're usually not active >until puberty). I use GURPS In Nomine, so Psi abilities aren't Attunements, they're advantages. My Psi are actually Psimmortals (ala Highlander) and can only gain more levels of Psi Powers by slaying another Psimmortal. - -Perry perrylloyd@hotmail.com pl312993@oak.cats.ohiou.edu http://www.geocities.com/perrylloyd/ "And that's the hardest thing for a human being to do - be wrong. Do you know that people would rather die than be wrong?" - --from A Matter For Men by David Gerrold _________________________________________________________________ Rejoignez le plus grand service de messagerie au monde avec MSN Hotmail. http://www.hotmail.com/fr ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2002 16:07:57 -0800 (PST) From: Maurice Lane Subject: Re: IN> Psionics (crossposted to Pyramid) - --- Perry Lloyd wrote: > Bummer ... this means that PCs are *very* vulnerable > to telepathy, which can > be used to easily break them. Even with the -4 to > the Telepaths ... Yup. Of course, the next part will be psychotronic equipment, including the handy-dandy personal Psi Shield. It's _amazing_ how people are suddenly being much, much nicer to Jean and Vapula for that one. > > I assume these skills are combined with Will? > Nope. Straight Discipline + Skill, with 'real' humans* getting to add their Ethereal Forces to the roll. Better have a good level in Mind Block (which _is_ a Will-based skill)...** Moe *IOW, Undead miss out. Well, so what else is new? :) **I'm not too concerned about that, actually: the average human has to spend half his/her initial point total to even _be_ psionic. Buying (frex) Telecontrol isn't possible for a beginning 5 Forcer, unless they go for a Disadvantage or three: they need Telepathy/5, Telesend/3, Telereceive/1 and Emotion Sense/2 to get Telecontrol/1... and they're already 2 points over budget, and no other skills. True, a 1-Discipline Psionics will get them there with 3 to spare (a one Skill Psionics (Telecontrol) is nearly useless, because they won't be able to make the initial Telereceive roll)... but the target numbers are still a tad sucky. Higher-powered entities (or just experienced ones) have more elbow room, but I'm sure that a sufficiently evil-minded group of PCs can work around the problem. ;) ===== Liber Licentiae Moeticae: http://www.stormloader.com/users/moelane/innomine.html Last updated 02/24/02(this is usually way out of date) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Try FREE Yahoo! Mail - the world's greatest free email! http://mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2002 16:33:16 -0800 (PST) From: Maurice Lane Subject: Re: IN> Singing!! - --- Perry Lloyd wrote: > So, do any of you actually sing your Songs in game > (as a player (or > character I guess))? > > -Perry (purring) Now, isn't THAT an exquisitely crue... excuse me, I meant to say, "interesting" ... thing to do to one's players? ;) Moe ===== Liber Licentiae Moeticae: http://www.stormloader.com/users/moelane/innomine.html Last updated 02/24/02(this is usually way out of date) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Try FREE Yahoo! Mail - the world's greatest free email! http://mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 05 Mar 2002 19:52:13 -0500 From: Cameron McCurry Subject: Re: IN> Singing!! Maurice Lane said unto us: > Now, isn't THAT an exquisitely crue... excuse me, I meant to say, > "interesting" ... thing to do to one's players? Thanks, Perry. Sleep with one eye open from now on, would ya? And Moe; don't make me break out the Hanoi Rocks CDs in my collection for this... ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 06 Mar 2002 03:30:53 +0000 From: "Janet Anderson" Subject: Re: IN> The Decimated (crossposted to Pyramid) You're right. That's really creepy. And it reminds one of the basic fact about Lucifer, so obvious that it gets lost, like the forest for the trees. He's a Balseraph. Balseraphs lie. Balseraphs also believe their own lies. Lucifer, being the father of all Balseraphs, does this better than anyone else. His self-deception is so complete and powerful that not only is all Hell lost in it, but he himself is lost more deeply in it than any or all of them. (Or as Milton said, he himself is Hell.) There's an excellent short story by Russell Kirk, called "Balgrummo's Hell," which is based on the above Milton quote. In IN terms, you could say the title character single-handedly managed to produce a Tether to Saminga ... but he's now trapped in the moment that he did it (or reliving it over and over; it's not exactly clear which). Janet Anderson _________________________________________________________________ Join the world s largest e-mail service with MSN Hotmail. http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2002 21:10:38 -0800 (PST) From: Maurice Lane Subject: IN> The Angel of Broken Hearts... I would like to state, for the record, that I am currently in a satisfying LTR which is showing no signs of decay (indeed, quite the opposite). Just wanted to make that clear to anyone who might be worried. :) Also, unlike my normal habit this one's name isn't a pun, or anything: just... somebody I knew, once. A long time ago. Moe Janet Cherub Vassal of Stone Angel of Broken Hearts "'Well,' the Goddess said, 'your heart didn't heal straight the last time it broke. So we'll break it again and reset it so it heals straight this time.'" - Children's Tales of North Arlen, ed. S'Lange (The Door Into Shadow, pg. 223, trans. D. Duane) Corporeal Forces: 4 Strength: 8 Agility: 8 Ethereal Forces: 5 Intelligence:9 Precision: 11 Celestial Forces: 5 Will: 8 Perception: 12 Word Forces: 5 Vessel: young woman/3, young man/3, both with +1 Charisma Skills: Dodge/4, Emote/6, Fighting/6, Knowledge/6 (Psychology), Medicine/3, Ranged Weapon (rifle/3, pistol/3), Savoir-Faire/3, Seduction/3 Songs: Ecstasy (Ethereal/6), Empathy (all/3), Healing (Ethereal/6), Memory (Corporeal/3), Nightmares (Ethereal/3), Opening (Ethereal/3), Solace (Corporeal/3, Ethereal/3), Succor (Corporeal/3, Ethereal/3), Tongues (Ethereal/6) Attunements: Cherub of Stone, Armor, Inevitability, Vassal of Stone, Angel of Broken Hearts Angel of Broken Hearts: Janet automatically recognizes those who have been seriously emotionally scarred by love. With a Perception roll, she may determine the circumstances that caused that scarring, which will give her a decent idea about how to put the poor unfortunate back together again... Rites: Mend a broken heart (+2 Essence) Once upon a time... Once upon a time there was a Cherub, bright and happy and in love. It was a good time to be in love - in those bright days when the entire world was new, it was the best time of all to be in love. You could love without pain, back then. You could love, and know that the one you love didn't love you back, and it still wouldn't matter, because there was still the love, and there was no anguish about it all. You could love from afar, and dream idly about what would happen if your beloved would suddenly turn around, the Light in his face as he looked upon you, and whisper his own love into your ears - but if it never happened, that was fine, too. It was the love that was important. Well, one day, the beloved did turn around, and the Light was suddenly in his face as he looked at the bright, cheerful and happy Cherub, and he did whisper words into her ear. True, they were not necessarily the words that she daydreamed about hearing, but did she really expect everything to turn out precisely like her dreams? The words that she got were honeyed, and powerful, and they caressed places in her soul that so badly needed caressing... so the Cherub listened deeply, and internally shushed any errant thought about the implications of those words. In fact, the Cherub ignored those implications until she found herself on a battlefield, sword in hand and charging her brothers and sisters: she awoke from her daydream to find herself somehow living a nightmare of treason and betrayal. It broke her Heart. During those lonely years trapped in Hell, the new Djinn sneered at love, spurned tenderness and tried her damnedest to crush softness under her warped paw. She avoided her former love (an easy enough task, alas, as that worthy no longer had any use for her - if, indeed, he ever had), both from revulsion at her former weakness and because he wasn't nearly as beautiful to behold as he once was. Instead, she found herself drifting into Lust's own honeyed embrace. So be it. Passion was for fools and tenderness was for weaklings - but lust could be slaked without risking betrayal. "Take what you can get" became her motto - and she became very good at taking. Still, there were still those cold places in her soul. Not the 'cold' of her new nature - that was more ennui and apathy then anything else - but a cold that ached. It was like an itch that she couldn't scratch, but the worst thing was that she knew that someone else could, and possibly very easily. All she had to do was let them. But that would mean letting someone get close enough to see the ache, and trusting that that someone would soothe that itch, and not claw at it. The very idea could not be borne. But neither could that itch, that cold spot begging to be warmed with kisses - and as the Djinn looked about her surroundings with steadily-clearer eyes, she realized that there was no one who could provide that warmth. Not her former beloved, not her fellow-demons and certainly not her current Prince: she saw, now, that she had picked Andrealphus' service simply because he retained a superficial beauty that reminded the Djinn of her first love. But he was not her beloved. There was no one in Hell that was worthy - yes, worthy, she realized with a sudden, wild hope - of love. This truth broke her Heart, too - but this time it healed properly. After her escape and Redemption, the Repentant Cherub found herself eventually in the service of Stone. She spent the next ten thousand years proving - first to Heaven, then to Stone, then to David and at last to herself - that she had learned from her initial mistakes and tribulations thereof. Love is supposed to make you strong, you see. It is supposed to bring you out of yourself so that you may connect with others. It is supposed to make you rise above your own petty, selfish concerns. Unfortunately, sometimes it doesn't. Sometimes, love can become a crutch, or even an addiction - and when the object of that addiction or crutch goes away, you can all get twisted inside in response. You shrink into yourself, spurning what is real and freely offered for a chimerical dream and crippling internal fantasy that masks the pain, instead of curing it. But, if you're lucky, you'll meet Janet. She'll look you over and become what you think you need - until you realize that you were a deluded fool to ever really want it in the first place. Fair warning; it will not be a pleasant exercise: ripping off a rotting bandage that has entwined itself into a badly healed wound rarely is. Janet pulls no punches: she loves humanity too much and knows that, sometimes, healing involves pain. If she must break a metaphorical rib or two to do surgery on your heart, so be it. When she's done with you, your illusions and delusions and justifications and excuses will lie at your feet, tawdry and mocking, and you will probably weep at the waste of all that precious time lost in obsession and uselessness. But you will be free to truly love again. ===== Liber Licentiae Moeticae: http://www.stormloader.com/users/moelane/innomine.html Last updated 02/24/02(this is usually way out of date) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Try FREE Yahoo! Mail - the world's greatest free email! http://mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ End of in_nomine-digest V1 #2563 ********************************