From owner-in_nomine-digest@lists.io.com Fri Jun 18 12:15:54 1999 Return-Path: Received: from lists.io.com (root@lists.io.com [199.170.88.15]) by pyramid.sjgames.com (8.8.7/8.8.7) with ESMTP id MAA03538 for ; Fri, 18 Jun 1999 12:15:54 -0500 Received: (from majordom@localhost) by lists.io.com (8.9.3/8.9.1a) id LAA01758 for in_nomine-digest-outgoing; Fri, 18 Jun 1999 11:56:59 -0500 Date: Fri, 18 Jun 1999 11:56:59 -0500 Message-Id: <199906181656.LAA01758@lists.io.com> From: owner-in_nomine-digest@lists.io.com (in_nomine-digest) To: in_nomine-digest@lists.io.com Subject: in_nomine-digest V1 #1260 Reply-To: in_nomine-l@lists.io.com Sender: owner-in_nomine-digest@lists.io.com Errors-To: owner-in_nomine-digest@lists.io.com Precedence: bulk in_nomine-digest Friday, June 18 1999 Volume 01 : Number 1260 In this digest: Re: IN> 'Dream Stories' and a question Re: IN> 'Dream Stories' and a question IN> Yves & Kronos IN> A stupid little vignette... IN> Off-Topic: Job Offer ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 17 Jun 1999 11:15:41 -0500 From: "Prodigal" Subject: Re: IN> 'Dream Stories' and a question - -----Original Message----- From: John Karakash - Lucent ASCC > > Yah on Yves, iffier on Kronos. Yves is most definitely a unique >being. Kronos MIGHT be unique as well, or might really be a >Balseraph as stated in the basic rules. I don't think that's been >pinned down anywhere. Actually, it has. Heaven & Hell was the one with the writeups on Yves and Kronos, wasn't it? But Kronos is as unique as Yves, although he is nowhere near as old... ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 17 Jun 1999 16:13:00 -0400 From: Elizabeth McCoy Subject: Re: IN> 'Dream Stories' and a question At 12:38 PM -0400 6/17/99, Walter Milliken wrote: >> Yah on Yves, iffier on Kronos. Yves is most definitely a unique >>being. Kronos MIGHT be unique as well, or might really be a >>Balseraph as stated in the basic rules. I don't think that's been >>pinned >>down anywhere. > >I thought H&H had a fairly definitive statement on that, but I could easily >be mis-remembering it. It's pinned down. He's not a Balseraph. Of course, no one but Lucifer, Yves, and _maybe_ Kronos know that. - --emccoy@nh.ultranet.com // arcangel@io.com In Nomine Line Editor GURPS, Roleplayers, In Nomine stuff; Art: http://www.io.com/~arcangel/ ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 17 Jun 1999 21:50:48 -0400 From: David Edelstein Subject: IN> Yves & Kronos >>>I thought H&H had a fairly definitive statement on that, but I could easily be mis-remembering it.<<< Yes, H&H pretty clearly stated that Kronos is NOT a Balseraph, but a "Fallen" version of Yves. Or so he and Lucifer believe... - -David ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 18 Jun 1999 02:09:46 EDT From: BillionSix@aol.com Subject: IN> A stupid little vignette... I'm not a writer, so please forgive me if this is less that great.... =========================== I was sitting around with some friends at a Mexican restaurant talking about this and that when the subject of dissonance came up. Now in my comparatively short life I haven't yet become dissonant. Luckily as a Mercurian of Creation, that's pretty easy. Don't punch anyone. Easy. So everyone bought me a drink, and I got to listen to the others and their "Stupidest Dissonant Action" contest. By far the best story was from Zed, a Kyriotate of Destiny, who was using the borrowing the body of the restaurant's assistant manager, a lovely young woman who sat around talking to the customers too much anyway. Zed's story went like this... "Stupidest Dissonant Action?" Heh. That would have to be about five years ago. A girl and a guy. They had the relatively simple Destiny that they were supposed to marry each other and spend their lives blissfully having kid after kid. They were meant for each other. Unfortunately they were very human in the wrong ways. The guy, (I recall his name was Paul), was a decent guy, but when he was in the presence of a really beautiful woman, he turned into the Jerk from Hell. Saying completely the wrong thing at completely the wrong time. And Julie, (that was the girl's name), was definitely a beautiful woman. Now Julie was a decent girl, but her little flaw was that she was very judgmental. If you gave a bad impression early on, that was the one she stuck with. The two of them went to the same college together. They'd seen each other, and there was some attraction, but Paul knew better than to ask her out, and risk becoming The Amazing Jerkman. So he just did the "admiring from afar" thing. I took over Paul's roommate, Tom (or Ted or something), and arranged a date for the two of them. The first date went great. Dinner and a movie. The movie was easy. I just watched from the row behind them. They were pretty quiet. Then came dinner. I just took over Julie early on in the meal. Paul made his Jerkman comments, and I (as Julie) just laughed along like I was the most tolerant gal on earth. I left Julie shortly before the end of the meal. Now just so you non-Kyrios know, you'd be surprised how readily people will fill in gaps in their memory. Julie remembered starting the dinner and finishing it. She didn't worry too much about the part in between. She just assumed she had a great time because it seemed to go by so quickly. The plan was to give Paul the chance to become comfortable around Julie, so Jerkman would go away. Then I'd stand back and let Julie see the real Paul. They'd fall in love, get married, and start cranking out babies. E-Z as pie! Anyway, I figured they were okay for the moment, so I went on to some another project, involving a medical student who I was trying to get to quit his plan of becoming a plastic surgeon and become a real doctor of some kind. So by the time I got back around to checking on Paul, I discovered (by taking over his roommate and looking into his memories) that Paul had left over two hours ago for his second date with Julie. I also discovered that Paul was repeating the "dinner and a movie" motif. Well, I was a little nervous about this, since I wasn't sure about Paul's ability to handle himself. Well, I has some of my Forces in a couple of birds at the time, so I flew straight over to the same theater they went to before. I took over an employee and started looking around the various theaters for them. They were watching Pulp Fiction. (awesome flick, by the way) They were sitting quietly, seeming to enjoy each others company, so I left them alone. After the movie they left to go to the same restaurant as last time. (Not the most original date, our Paul) I decided this was the right time to step in. I took over Paul. I figured that it could be Julie's turn to remember the date, and that I was more charming than Paul any day. Now, I've been mocked and made fun of for this by every Kyriotate I've met since that night, and I deserve it because it's my own damn fault. I forgot one of the cardinal rules of body-hopping. "Make sure your bladder is pinched shut as you enter the host!" I don't know why Paul chose to drink three Jumbo size cups of Coke while watching the film. I don't know why he didn't excuse himself to use the men's room before leaving the theater. I just know that I entered Paul with an air of relaxed casualness that unfortunately extended to Paul's bladder. I turned to Julie, an easy smile on my face, ready to make some witty remark about the film, when I felt a warm damp feeling down the front of Paul pants. I saw Julie sniff the air with a look of disgust, then glance down at the front of Paul's pants. What can I say? I panicked. I bolted. I pulled out of Paul and flew off in the bird's body thinking "Oh God Oh God Oh God!" I could have easily jumped over to Julie and had her laugh it off. But no, I ran and left Paul with warm, wet pants and no idea how he'd gotten them that way, to explain himself to the girl he was Destined to marry. Which, I think, comes under the heading of "leaving a host in worse shape" It took well over a three months before I could get Julie to talk to Paul again, and over a year before their next date. But I eventually worked it out. I check on them now and then. They're working on their third kid. Happy ending. Well, that's my Stupid Dissonance story. Who's next? ========================= Well, that's my stupid little story. Please don't be too hard on me. Rev. Brian A. Rogers ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 18 Jun 1999 12:55:15 -0400 (EDT) From: Emily Dresner Subject: IN> Off-Topic: Job Offer Hey -- There's been alot of people suffering along with me for ten very long weeks while I bought my home, moved my fiance up here from Maryland, and sought a new job. Not to mention my brother's car accident, the breaking of the porch door, and other such minor yet meaningful disasters in my life. Well, it finally ended. Weeks of awful pain came to an end over lunch today. I pick up the piece of paper with the offer at 3pm over at my new place of employment, a computer gaming design studio. (woo woo). And yes, it's for the Big Bucks. I start on July 12th. So thanks to everyone who has suffered. There will be a shakeup as I ramp up to my new job. I'm intending on getting UMOnline, an Alumni service, so I don't lose my zenith@umich.edu account. My email should stay live even after I make the change. No worries there. And right now, I really really want to go curl up and sleep. It's an amazing feeling. But instead, I have to go write my resignation letter, and trying to fend off the urge to just scream, "I QUIT!" and run out of here, giggling maniacally. Emily K. Dresner, M.S.Eng. Applications Programmer III Desktop Applications Team, Medical Center Information Technology Current Quote: "God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh." - Voltaire ------------------------------ End of in_nomine-digest V1 #1260 ******************************** The material here is (C) 1999 Steve Jackson Games, Incorporated. All rights reserved.