From owner-in_nomine-digest@lists.io.com Thu Mar 8 11:53:46 2001 Return-Path: Received: from lists.io.com (majordom@lists.io.com [199.170.88.15]) by pyramid.sjgames.com (8.9.3/8.9.3) with ESMTP id LAA07383 for ; Thu, 8 Mar 2001 11:53:46 -0600 Received: (from majordom@localhost) by lists.io.com (8.9.3/8.9.1a) id LAA22803 for in_nomine-digest-outgoing; Thu, 8 Mar 2001 11:57:42 -0600 Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 11:57:42 -0600 Message-Id: <200103081757.LAA22803@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 #2099 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 Thursday, March 8 2001 Volume 01 : Number 2099 In this digest: IN> Corporeal Song of Dreams Re: IN> In a galaxy far far away... Re: IN> You have the right... Re: IN> Corporeal Song of Dreams Re: IN> Moving silently IN> March 8, 2001 (ML) Re: IN> In a galaxy far far away... Re: IN> In a galaxy far far away... Re: IN> Wendigo Re: IN> In a galaxy far far away... Re: IN> Moving silently IN> Cleaning out the Unfinished Stuff Directory Re: IN> In a galaxy far far away... Re: IN> Moving silently Re: IN> Moving silently Re: IN> Moving silently IN> Had a thought. Re: IN> In a galaxy far far away... IN> No Feng Shui-In Nomine, please Re: IN> March 8, 2001 (ML) Re: IN> March 8, 2001 (ML) Re: IN> No Feng Shui-In Nomine, please Re: IN> Had a thought. Re: IN> Had a thought. Re: IN> No Feng Shui-In Nomine, please Re: IN> No Feng Shui-In Nomine, please Re: IN> No Feng Shui-In Nomine, please Re: IN> No Feng Shui-In Nomine, please Re: IN> Corporeal Song of Dreams ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 07 Mar 2001 20:47:11 -0500 From: Mary Subject: IN> Corporeal Song of Dreams Okay, could someone please explain in great detail and unambigious language how the corporeal song of dreams works. Can you leave the dreamscape? What happens at the end of the song? Is this different for a celestial vs. a dream solider? Can you stay in the ethereal plane after the song? What's the best way(s) (assuming you're not a cherub) to find a dreamscape and stay and watch it? Please feel free to reply private via email. mdrozd@hamilton.edu btw, is anyone going to the gaming convention at Princeton University? "It's not just Science, it's an Adventure!" ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 22:09:23 -0500 From: "Eric Bertish" Subject: Re: IN> In a galaxy far far away... > Bah. I would have started hosing down the theater > with indiscriminate machine gun fire the second I > heard the director's name, screaming "Next time > actually READ a book before you rape it!" all the > while...* Well, the Demon Prince of the Media was there in all his Dark Glory, so you'll understand if they were feeling a bit... restrained. Also making smiting difficult was the fact that one of the PCs is a Soldier of God whose destiny seems to involve a critical portion of Armageddon and who just so happened to start bleeding, stigmata-style, from her hands and feet. Not to mention that there was some kind evil anti-saint running around with the apparent ability to spoof angelic resonances like celestial ECM. And one of the PCs was being punished by his Archangel for making waaay too much noise in the previous adventure, and took damage every time he made a disturbance. Then there was the Unidentified Man In A Gray Trenchcoat who seemed to have gotten his hands on a consignment of -- are you ready for this? -- Holy Claymore Mines. Of course, by now I'm about three levels of eschatological weirdness deep and so far beyond canon it ain't funny. Which is why I call my campaign "Victims of Our Own Ontology." Bonus points if you already know what that means. > *It's the only way to be sure. Granted, it's tough on > the innocent, but a: it's LA, so there probably > wouldn't any of them there anyway; and b:, presumably, > God _does_ sort them out. If it makes you feel any better, Verhoeven *did* die. His metal cocaine-snorting tube.. well, you get the idea. - -- Casca "...I saw the Lord seated on a throne, high and exalted, and the train of His robe filled the temple. Above Him were seraphs, each with six wings: with two wings they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were flying...At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook, and the temple was filled with smoke." -- Isaiah 6:2,4 ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 03:22:46 From: "Janet Anderson" Subject: Re: IN> You have the right... I like this a lot. Janet Anderson _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 03:34:27 From: "Janet Anderson" Subject: Re: IN> Corporeal Song of Dreams >btw, is anyone going to the gaming convention at Princeton University? > My husband and I will both be there. Anyone else? Janet Anderson _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 07 Mar 2001 22:44:35 -0500 From: Mike Bruner Subject: Re: IN> Moving silently >People will most likely suggest I change the rules. Not only have I done >that, I've taken a chainsaw to them and converted to another system >altogether. (I now await the jackbooted minions of the Game Police to come >for me in the night.) That's not why I'm complaining. Ooh, there's an idea for an organization under Asmodeus; the RPG police. They come to take you away if you play the game in any way but that intended by the producers of the game (although some of the better rules lawyers snagged this way are merely offered positions as Hellsworn, of course (come to think of it, some of the ones I've met obviously already ARE Hellsworn! :))). Hmm, who's knocking on my door this time of night... - -- Mike Bruner-- bruner@delaware.infi.net "But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and Juliet is AHHH THE SUN!!!" *FOOM* --Vampire theatre ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 19:57:24 -0800 (PST) From: Maurice Lane Subject: IN> March 8, 2001 (ML) I wonder if anyone would actually ever dare to run this, or whether I'm just indulging my old Paranoia reflexes? :) Moe It all seems so simple, in the beginning: cruel, but simple. The word on the street is that Servitors of Factions are planning to spice up this year's Purim by ostentatiously assassinating some of the most vocal opponents to the nation of Israel. The idea, of course, is to suggest that more extreme Jewish groups are attempting to recreate the meat of the Book of Esther in the modern era. Ought to be good for a laugh (and maybe even a war), especially as those not wanting either to happen now have to play impromptu bodyguards to a whole bunch of people, some of whom are not very nice. That'll tie up the Servitors of Faith and Stone. Then, just as the entire things getting into high gear, comes the news that it all might be a trick: what Hell is really going to do is wait until Heaven's committed its forces, then crash a jetliner into Notre Dame. _That'll_ get the Servitors of the Sword sitting up and taking notice, let me tell you - especially since his Holiness was thinking of being in Paris that day. No, wait, there's another ploy going on. Somebody's infiltrated an Indian chemical refinery, and now his fingers are on the switches that will turn the entire Ganges River toxic. The Hindu ethereals are screaming bloody murder, and gee, aren't there a lot of Servitors of War flitting around, steadfastly not saying a word and glaring at anyone who looks at them? Odd how Michael isn't saying a word about his troops helping out, too. Or Jordi, for that matter. Hold on! Everyone drop everything! It's all a ruse! What's really going to happen is that an annual convention of the most influential West Coast neopagans is going to suddenly realize that their drinking water is absolutely drenched with LSD and PCP! Now _Novalis_ is screaming bloody murder, especially since it's going to take place in the middle of her favorite San Francisco Tether. Do you get the picture? All of a sudden, just about every major religion is going to have something bad happen to them, all at the same time - and in a method guaranteed to piss off royally at least one Archangel. There's already been a shouting match in the Council about resources. Normally, Marc would be doing his best to keep the peace, but right now he's kind of busy trying to find all the pipe bombs secreted throughout Wall Street. Heck, even Jean's showing the strain (of course, that might be from the seven hundred new 'fry everything electronic' viruses that got uploaded into the Internet last weekend). Dominic's scribbling notes so fast that it would take a nuclear explosion to get his attention. So, which crisis is real? Actually, none of them. OK, the pipe bombs and the viruses are real. But as for the rest, Kobal's just bored. He knows that the Other Side will figure it all out, eventually, but so what? This didn't cost him much in the way of resources (after all, it just has to look like all of this is about to happen) - and in the meantime, a lot of entities are saying unkind things that they'll regret later. Not that everybody will actually apologize for saying them, of course. From Kobal's point of view, the less actual damage that this stunt causes, the better, as he wants the various and sundry Archangels to feel like idiots for overreacting. True, they'll want to kill him afterwards: but then, they want to kill him now. The Prince of Dark Humor knows that this scheme may cost him in the long run, but he really couldn't resist. Perceptive GMs will wonder what the PC's roles will be in all this. They're along for the ride, baby; there isn't much that they can do to solve this problem. Run them ragged trying to solve one 'crisis' after another, and let them get more and more worried when they can't uncover any nefarious schemes. Every so often, let them find a pipe bomb or something, otherwise they'll twig to this too fast. When they look sufficiently frightened (or you start getting bored), trot out the videotape of Kobal pointing and laughing. It'll be good for their humility. Fair warning, though: running this may not be good for _your_ health... ===== Liber Licentiae Moeticae: http://www.stormloader.com/users/moelane/innomine.html Last updated 03/04/01(this is usually way out of date) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 22:58:20 -0500 (EST) From: Ryan M Roth Subject: Re: IN> In a galaxy far far away... On Wed, 7 Mar 2001, Eric Bertish wrote: > Well, the Demon Prince of the Media was there in all his Dark Glory, so > you'll understand if they were feeling a bit... restrained. Also making > smiting difficult was the fact that one of the PCs is a Soldier of God whose > destiny seems to involve a critical portion of Armageddon and who just so > happened to start bleeding, stigmata-style, from her hands and feet. > Not to mention that there was some kind evil anti-saint running around with > the apparent ability to spoof angelic resonances like celestial ECM. And one > of the PCs was being punished by his Archangel for making waaay too much > noise in the previous adventure, and took damage every time he made a > disturbance. > > Then there was the Unidentified Man In A Gray Trenchcoat who seemed to have > gotten his hands on a consignment of -- are you ready for this? -- Holy > Claymore Mines. > > Of course, by now I'm about three levels of eschatological weirdness deep > and so far beyond canon it ain't funny. Which is why I call my campaign > "Victims of Our Own Ontology." Bonus points if you already know what that > means. Aw, Eric, you forgot the best part! I was lucky enough to be in town briefly while Eric was running this adventure, and he invited me to play the part of Kevin, the anti-saint (Sinner). It was one of my all-time favorite roleplaying experiences. Ya see, the Solder of God Eric mentioned has a big time Destiny and is directly connected to the Book of Names. When I came to town, Eric and I put our heads together over burgers (and the Evil rating shot up exponentially...) and tried to figure out who Kevin should be. We finally decided to set him up as the opposite number to the Soldier of God. Whereas she was meant to herald the truths of Heaven, I (uh, Kevin) was the source of falsehoods and confusion. Kevin was En-Babel, the Font of Babel. As he had a special power all his own -- any resonance, song, or attunement designed to gather information about a target would (more often than not) yield completely random information if targeted at him. With some effort, Kevin could control what information was yielded. So, Seraphs, Malakim, Elohim, and Mericurians could pretty much count on their resonances being useless against him (if they even realized what was going on). You should have seen the look on the Mercurian's face as she continuely tried to convince 'Bob' to go home and be nice to his wife and three kids. Only to find out later that 'Bob' was actually George Lucas, film producer. :) But that wasn't the best part. During the adventure, I happened to roll an Infernal Intervention while on the catwalks above the theater. The dark essence of the Media flowing around him, Kevin awoke to his full power. Eric had the player roll to shield their sensitive angelic ears from the celestial blasphemies (Babel) Kevin was now throwing off. And, get this, the Soldier of God rolls and Intervention. A Divine Intervention. Picture this: Two human souls, Heaven and Hell sworn, locked in a soul struggle, pitting her Virtue against his Vice. While they contend, the angelic PCs are crippled by the sound of a million million voices speaking blasphemies against God in a million million languages. And all the while the Dark Prince of the Media looks on from his balcony seat and smiles, since this was the whole point of the premire in the first place. It was wonderful. And, quite frankly, I (uh, Kevin) would have crushed her utterly if the GM hadn't hit me with a plot device. Best quote of the Evening: [Kevin to PCs] "You people just aren't that bright, are you? Forgive me, I'm used to dealing with people with a certain level of intelligence." Just thought I'd share that with you all. Ryan ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 22:55:00 -0500 From: Whistling in the Dark Subject: Re: IN> In a galaxy far far away... At 2:23 PM -0800 3/7/01, Maurice Lane wrote: >Bah. I would have started hosing down the theater >with indiscriminate machine gun fire the second I >heard the director's name, screaming "Next time >actually READ a book before you rape it!" all the >while...* - -- Eric Alfred Burns - Habbalite of Belaboring the Point ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 20:09:55 -0800 (PST) From: Maurice Lane Subject: Re: IN> Wendigo Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 12:44:45 -0600From: "Cthulhu" Subject: IN> Wendigo >This was inspired by the recent writeup of the >Sasquatch as a minor choir... dedicated to Moe. Not where I was planning to go with the concept, but what the Hell. I like your idea better, anyway. If you don't have a home for it, clean it up and I'll toss it on my site (attributed, of course): if you do, let me know where I can link it to. I want to keep all the minor Choirs/Bands I do nicely symmetrical*. :) Moe *Come on. Of _course_ I'm planning to do one for each Major Superior. It's precisely the sort of vainglorious thing I so enjoy doing. :) ===== Liber Licentiae Moeticae: http://www.stormloader.com/users/moelane/innomine.html Last updated 03/04/01(this is usually way out of date) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 23:15:17 -0500 From: "Eric Bertish" Subject: Re: IN> In a galaxy far far away... From: "Ryan M Roth" > Aw, Eric, you forgot the best part! Didn't want to toot my own horn. Fortunately, you did it for me. ;) > Picture this: Two human souls, Heaven and Hell sworn, locked in a soul > struggle, pitting her Virtue against his Vice. While they contend, the > angelic PCs are crippled by the sound of a million million voices speaking > blasphemies against God in a million million languages. And all the while > the Dark Prince of the Media looks on from his balcony seat and smiles, > since this was the whole point of the premire in the first place. > > It was wonderful. And, quite frankly, I (uh, Kevin) would have crushed > her utterly if the GM hadn't hit me with a plot device. The PCs simply couldn't contend against your l33t d1c3 sk1llz, ya know? And I couldn't have the Cornerstone of the Campaign turned into chunky salsa when we're only in Season 2. > Best quote of the Evening: [Kevin to PCs] "You people just aren't that > bright, are you? Forgive me, I'm used to dealing with people with a > certain level of intelligence." If I didn't give you XP for that line, I should have. ;) - -- Casca "...I saw the Lord seated on a throne, high and exalted, and the train of His robe filled the temple. Above Him were seraphs, each with six wings: with two wings they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were flying...At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook, and the temple was filled with smoke." -- Isaiah 6:2,4 ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 23:45:50 -0500 From: "Eric Bertish" Subject: Re: IN> Moving silently > Of course! After all, cinematic _COMBAT_ skills foster things like, > "My Favorite Pistol, Judy, and My Favorite Rifle, Phil." ... which are perfect examples of Signature Weapons/ Corporeal Artifacts, not skills. I have yet to see any action movie, Hong Kong or otherwise, in which a gun-toting character is any less effective when he or she trades in the trusty service revolver (etc) for whatever implement of fully-automatic carnage is lying about. One of these days, I'm going to finish my Feng Shui-IN conversion, and the world will tremble. Ofanim of Michael with Carnival of Carnage and Both Guns Blazing... ewww. - -- Casca "...I saw the Lord seated on a throne, high and exalted, and the train of His robe filled the temple. Above Him were seraphs, each with six wings: with two wings they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were flying...At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook, and the temple was filled with smoke." -- Isaiah 6:2,4 ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 21:22:38 -0800 (PST) From: Maurice Lane Subject: IN> Cleaning out the Unfinished Stuff Directory This is not me. I will admit, it started out as me, as part and parcel of the conceit that allowed me to write up my girlfriend as an Archangel*. Parts of it are still evocative of me (especially the Don't Make Jamie Cry Society, which seems to have spread among all of my friends and is now infiltrating my family. I don't think that I've ever really made a girl cry in my life, unless sisters count.), but by now it's no longer a self-potrait. Especially the bit about Servitors of Lust chasing after me. This, most emphatically, does not happen, and I would not be happy if it did. I _mean_ it. ;) Moe *"Because you're more than a mere angel to me, dear." It just popped out when she asked. My subconscious mind is much, much smarter than I am at times, which is one reason why I try to do nice things for it in return. Francis Mercurian of Creation (Technically speaking, Francis is in service to Mending, but Jaymiel's never pulled rank on him) Corporeal Forces: 3 Strength: 5 Agility: 7 Ethereal Forces: 5 Intelligence:10 Precision: 10 Celestial Forces: 5 Will: 8 Perception: 12 Vessel: young human male/2 Skills: Artistry (writing/2), Detect Lies/1, Dodge/4, Emote/3, Fighting/4, Knowledge (History/2, How Eli Thinks/6, Literature/3), Medicine/3, Ranged Weapon/3 (pistol), Singing/1 Songs: Healing (Corporeal/2), Light (Celestial/6), Motion (Celestial/6), Shields (All/4) Attunements: Mercurian of Creation, Malakite of Creation, Mercurian of Mending, Abracadabra, Transubstantiation He's just this guy. No, really. The thing that you have to remember about Francis is that, objectively speaking, he's a pretty normal example of a mid-level Servitor of Creation: he's always gotten along really well with Eli, and he's excellent at working with humans, but that's about it. He's enthusiastic about his job (keeping an eye on aspiring writers), helpful to his fellow angels, and generally a nice person to be around. What he is not is an obvious candidate for being a 'consort' to an Archangel. It was a massive surprise to both him and Jaymiel. One minute, he's partnered to a senior Word-bound of Lightning who nonetheless liked to get her hands dirty with actual work, the next he's looking on stunned as his lover becomes one of the Powers that Be. Not that she didn't deserve the honor, of course: Francis always thought that she was wasted as a mere Word-bound. But it was still a shock. Nobody expected the relationship to survive Jaymiel's elevation, of course: actually, there are a few that still don't think that it will last. However, the Archangel of Mending has a whim of steel. She was happy with her lover before; she wishes to remain happy; the things that made him attractive to begin with have not changed. Therefore, as long as she remains happy from having him around, there is no need to end the relationship - provided that he does not become unhappy, of course. So far, Francis has, partially from not thinking about it but mostly because Jaymiel is not so much changed as intensified - in a good way. There were a few bumps, of course, but they've seemed to work through them. It helps that Francis is easygoing, of course - and that the Archangel of Mending makes time for her boyfriend (Superior-level multitasking is a real help here). Actually, there's only one thing keeping them from full domestic tranquility. Francis has a job, too, and it's not hanging around Jaymiel's Cathedral. His job is to be on earth and watch out for aspiring writers. The Mercurian was adamant about this: there is a War on, after all, and he wasn't about to shirk his duty. He doesn't get down to the corporeal plane as often as he might like: thanks to Eli's walkabout, he and the few other Servitors of Creation that weren't assigned other Superiors have their hands full keeping the remnants of their organization running smoothly. Still, the angel's own self-respect requires him to go out and do his job whenever he can. This drives his girlfriend positively insane at times. If Hell ever captures Francis, they'll tear him apart limb from limb - or, worse, try to use him as a hostage. It won't work - Jaymiel and Francis have had this conversation already, and they know that the War comes first - but Hell won't know that until they actually try. The Archangel of Mending has compensated by making blessed sure that Francis goes nowhere on the corporeal plane without the nastiest, cleverest and sneakiest Cherubim and Ofanim that she has, but that might not be enough. She's also made sure that the word on the street is, "Touch him, and you'll think that The Order of The Eternal Sword are wimps by the time I'm done with you." This probably helps more, but you never know when some demon will be too arrogant, stupid or just plain unlucky to care. So far, the only real problems have been the Servitors of Lust ("He's keeping an _Archangel_ sweet?"), but Francis, not being a fool, doesn't exactly point that out. Besides, he mostly wishes that someone could protect him from Servitors of Lightning: their idle commentary about what will happen to him if he ever Makes Jaymiel Cry would curl anyone's hair. And Jean is even _worse_. He just looks, and narrows his eyes, and looks some more. It's a good thing that angels don't actually need bowels, because five minutes with the Archangel of Lightning when he just _looks_ at some poor unfortunate would turn them to water permanently... ===== Liber Licentiae Moeticae: http://www.stormloader.com/users/moelane/innomine.html Last updated 03/04/01(this is usually way out of date) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 07:20:18 -0500 From: Marc Bowden Subject: Re: IN> In a galaxy far far away... - --On Wednesday, March 7, 2001 10:09 PM -0500 Eric Bertish wrote: > Of course, by now I'm about three levels of eschatological > weirdness deep and so far beyond canon it ain't funny. Which is why > I call my campaign "Victims of Our Own Ontology." Bonus points if > you already know what that means. In our Shadowrun campaign, this is usually condensed to, "your grenade priveliges have been revoked." Marc. Just Marc. Elohite Angel of Salvation (Watching the Troll, hung with grenades like a Christmas tree, cook off was one of the more sublime moments of what was supposed to be a quiet B&E. We pay a little more attention to his life choices during the "cowboy up" phase now.) ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 07:25:25 -0500 From: Marc Bowden Subject: Re: IN> Moving silently - --On Wednesday, March 7, 2001 11:45 PM -0500 Eric Bertish wrote: > One of these days, I'm going to finish my Feng Shui-IN conversion, > and the world will tremble. My appologies, Eric, but you misspelled "lie down for three days and roll around in nauseated agony". Marc. Just Marc. Elohite Angel of Salvation (Raise not the specter of ParINoia.) ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 07:48:54 -0500 From: "Eric Bertish" Subject: Re: IN> Moving silently From: "Marc Bowden" > > One of these days, I'm going to finish my Feng Shui-IN conversion, > > and the world will tremble. > > My appologies, Eric, but you misspelled "lie down for three days > and roll around in nauseated agony". Oh? What did poor FS ever do to you to merit such treatment? - -- Casca "...I saw the Lord seated on a throne, high and exalted, and the train of His robe filled the temple. Above Him were seraphs, each with six wings: with two wings they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were flying...At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook, and the temple was filled with smoke." -- Isaiah 6:2,4 ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 08:08:22 -0500 From: Marc Bowden Subject: Re: IN> Moving silently - --On Thursday, March 8, 2001 7:48 AM -0500 Eric Bertish wrote: > Oh? What did poor FS ever do to you to merit such treatment? > It's not so much what it did as how it's arranged. Marc. Just Marc. Elohite Angel of Salvation ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 06:15:37 -0800 (PST) From: Maurice Lane Subject: IN> Had a thought. Is there a canonical (or just common usage) designator for Jean's stuff? You know, the Heavenly version of Vaputech. A good name for Jean's organization along those lines would be nice, too. Thanks. :) Moe ===== Liber Licentiae Moeticae: http://www.stormloader.com/users/moelane/innomine.html Last updated 03/04/01(this is usually way out of date) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 09:42:03 -0500 From: Earl Wajenberg Subject: Re: IN> In a galaxy far far away... Okay, I give. Where does "Victims of Our Own Ontology" come from and what does it mean? It sounds very amusing. Earl ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 14:59:09 From: "Janet Anderson" Subject: IN> No Feng Shui-In Nomine, please > > My appologies, Eric, but you misspelled "lie down for three days > > and roll around in nauseated agony". > >Oh? What did poor FS ever do to you to merit such treatment? > > >-- Casca I'm with Eric. I think Feng Shui should be renamed "Munchkin Magnet," and after trying it several times at the request of my husband (he *likes* it; what can I say ...), I was bored out of my mind and would find anything else to do, including cleaning the apartment, rather than play it. In Nomine has a Symphony. Feng Shui has a Background With Excuses For Fighting. And what, exactly, would PCs serving anything other than War, Sword, or Stone *do* in a Feng Shui world? Janet Anderson _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 10:28:25 -0500 From: Earl Wajenberg Subject: Re: IN> March 8, 2001 (ML) Maurice Lane wrote: > True, they'll want to kill him afterwards: but then, > they want to kill him now. At the moment, they want to kill him *eventually*. After this, they'll want to kill him *immediately*. And wouldn't he hate it if one of those Archangels with superhuman levels of Ethereal Forces says, about the fourth crisis, "Hey guys, this can't be coincidence. Whose fingerprints are all over this?" (Waits for choral reply.) "We can't let him keep doing this to us. Suggestions?..." Earl ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 15:45:41 From: "Charles Glasgow" Subject: Re: IN> March 8, 2001 (ML) >From: Earl Wajenberg >Reply-To: in_nomine-l@lists.io.com >To: in_nomine-l@lists.io.com >Subject: Re: IN> March 8, 2001 (ML) >Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 10:28:25 -0500 >At the moment, they want to kill him *eventually*. >After this, they'll want to kill him *immediately*. > >And wouldn't he hate it if one of those Archangels with >superhuman levels of Ethereal Forces says, about the fourth >crisis, "Hey guys, this can't be coincidence. Whose >fingerprints are all over this?" (Waits for choral reply.) >"We can't let him keep doing this to us. Suggestions?..." Michael -- "Has anybody seen Eli lately?" _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 10:32:32 -0500 From: Whistling in the Dark Subject: Re: IN> No Feng Shui-In Nomine, please At 2:59 PM -0500 3/8/01, Janet Anderson wrote: > > >And what, exactly, would PCs serving anything other than War, Sword, >or Stone *do* in a Feng Shui world? Why, arrange the rooms they're in to maximize the harmonious strains of the Symphony, expressing the natural notes and harmonies to be found subconsciously by those without Symphonic connections and consciously by the Symphonically aware through physical, tangible representations. In this way, the natural flow of wind and water in a real and spiritual sense can allow for the growing harmony and personal centering of all who enter within. (Look, why the RPG company named an action game after the Tao of Interior Decorating, I'll never know, but any character *I* made in a Feng Shui/In Nomine game will be centered around "manipulating his immediate environment to maximize its positive impact on emotions, spirit, finances and health.") - -- Eric Alfred Burns - Habbalite of Belaboring the Point ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 10:50:21 -0500 From: "Rolland Therrien" Subject: Re: IN> Had a thought. - -----Original Message----- From: Maurice Lane To: in_nomine-l@lists.io.com Date: Thursday, March 08, 2001 9:20 AM Subject: IN> Had a thought. >Is there a canonical (or just common usage) designator >for Jean's stuff? You know, the Heavenly version of >Vaputech. > >A good name for Jean's organization along those lines >would be nice, too. To me, the name Vaputech seems to imply more thought going to clever names and other marketing routines over actual product quality. So as a counterpoint, Jean's designator should be somewhat obvious and not too clever, as if they gave themselves a name as an afterthought. Here are some ideas of mine: J Department (Bond reference) Lightning Divison Electrical Engineering Spark-tech R&D (What the Jean boys probably call themselves anyway) - -Exit the LoneWolf ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 10:52:17 -0500 From: Earl Wajenberg Subject: Re: IN> Had a thought. Rolland Therrien wrote: > Here are some ideas of mine: [...] > R&D (What the Jean boys probably call themselves anyway) Of course since Jean already has All The Answers at the back of God's own physics textbook, "R&D" stands for "Revelation and Development." (In the Celestial tongue, there's no danger of any confusion with Litheroy's Word.) Earl ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 10:47:12 -0500 From: Marc Bowden Subject: Re: IN> No Feng Shui-In Nomine, please - --On Thursday, March 8, 2001 2:59 PM +0000 Janet Anderson wrote: > And what, exactly, would PCs serving anything other than War, > Sword, or Stone *do* in a Feng Shui world? We'd get rescued and fall down a lot, I imagine. Marc. Just Marc. Elohite Angel of Salvation (Sitting here with only 3 Corporeal forces and a LOW chance of FS survival) ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 17:12:21 GMT From: daiv@cruzio.com Subject: Re: IN> No Feng Shui-In Nomine, please > In Nomine has a Symphony. Feng Shui has a Background With Excuses For > Fighting. > > And what, exactly, would PCs serving anything other than War, Sword, or > Stone *do* in a Feng Shui world? As a game hacker, among other things, I feel compelled to comment (or maybe its the quad esspresso / grande coffee I just finished....) First and foremost, if you do not like a game, then don't play it. It really is that simple. And since you do not like FS, I am not going to try to convert you. Aside from the futility, I am sure there are few better ways to earn the wrath of Our Beloved ListAdmin ArchPrincess. However... since you are asking what there is to do in Feng Shui for IN players... Malakim of Creation. Or, Feng Shui, with a little conversion, and some creative interpretation, makes a great setting for an IN mortals game. The trick I like to use is set limits on the kinds of characters that the players are allowed to have (in a nutshell, they have to be modern Humans who do not know anything about the war) and then set them loose. Let them assume that they are playing Feng Shui. Just do not tell them that they are playing in the IN world. (that Feng Shui site they are scoping out and trying to take or destroy? It's a tether. For War, perhaps. Or Flowers...) That just me, though. I like to play games where the theme is Everything you know is Wrong. - -Daiv machine tries to stand between me and my caffiene need a new machine ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 11:28:19 -0600 From: "Prodigal" Subject: Re: IN> No Feng Shui-In Nomine, please From: "Janet Anderson" > > In Nomine has a Symphony. Feng Shui has a Background With Excuses For > Fighting. This is a feature, however, and not a bug. ------------------------------ Date: 8 Mar 2001 09:49:48 -0800 From: Casca Subject: Re: IN> No Feng Shui-In Nomine, please On Thu, 08 March 2001, "Janet Anderson" wrote: > I'm with Eric. I think Feng Shui should be renamed "Munchkin Magnet," and > after trying it several times at the request of my husband (he *likes* it; For the record: I'm Eric, and I'm for Feng Shui. Marc is the one who's against it. As for being a Munchkin Magnet -- so what? It's a *cool* munchkin magnet. It has style and flair. Any system where players are expected -- nay, *required* to execute Matrix-class kung fu stunts gets massive style points in my book. And it's so cinematic that it makes the d666 system look like a slideshow. > In Nomine has a Symphony. Feng Shui has a Background With Excuses For > Fighting. So clearly the idea is to import Feng Shui mechanics into the In Nomine setting. > And what, exactly, would PCs serving anything other than War, Sword, or > Stone *do* in a Feng Shui world? Probably find ways to complain about how bored they were. - -- Casca "...I saw the Lord seated on a throne, high and exalted, and the train of His robe filled the temple. Above Him were seraphs, each with six wings: with two wings they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were flying...At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook, and the temple was filled with smoke." -- Isaiah 6:2,4 _______________________________________________________ Are you a Techie? Get Your Free Tech Email Address Now! Many to choose from! Visit http://www.TechEmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2001 13:11:52 -0500 From: Elizabeth McCoy Subject: Re: IN> Corporeal Song of Dreams At 8:47 PM -0500 3/7/01, Mary wrote: >Okay, could someone please explain in great detail and unambigious language >how the corporeal song of dreams works. I can try... >Can you leave the dreamscape? Sure. >What happens at the end of the song? If you started it while you were in the Marches (e.g., to jump into a 'scape you were looking at), you get dumped out in the Marches. If you started it while you were on the corporeal plane, you "wake up" back in your body. (Technically, you should already be in the Marches, "asleep," but I, personally, would also use the Song roll to bypass the Will roll to sleep, sending the vessel asleep and the mind into the chosen dreamscape in one swell foop. This eliminates a die roll, which is always to be desired.) >Is this different for a celestial vs. a dream solider? I don't see why it would be; even if you're not allowing it to substitute for a "go to sleep roll," most Dream Soldiers should be Lucid Dreamers anyway, and well able to perform a Song while asleep. >Can you stay in the ethereal plane after the song? If you started there, or left the 'scape (or were forced out) before the duration expired, sure. >What's the best way(s) (assuming you're not a cherub) to find a dreamscape >and stay and watch it? Luck to find it. Staying to watch it is probably not so hard -- you just have to walk along beside it. Unless a bad failure/success gets rolled, in which case it starts going ZIP and you will have more problems keeping up. In my own campaigns (not nec. canon), I would let a celestial (or human) who went to sleep appear, not at the foot of Blandine's Tower, but in the rough area of the majority of dreamscapes of those who are physically nearby. I.e., if you're in an apartment building, and you make your Will roll to go to sleep, the dreamscapes you see when you look around will be those of the neighbors which are on "your" side of the Marches at the time. If you're a demon, you'll appear somewhere among darker dreams. If you're an angel, you'll be among the brighter ones. This is not canon, but I find it useful to keep angels from going to sleep and running off to Blandine's Tower as a handy access when they want to get reinforcements. A Djinn of Nightmares, attuned to the angel, can hang around in the Marches (dodging Malakim of Dreams, probably) and pounce!) >Please feel free to reply private via email. mdrozd@hamilton.edu >btw, is anyone going to the gaming convention at Princeton University? Not I. O:< - --emccoy@nh.ultranet.com // arcangel@io.com In Nomine Line Editor RPG links; Random name list, Art: http://www.io.com/~arcangel/ ------------------------------ End of in_nomine-digest V1 #2099 ******************************** The material here is (C) 2001 Steve Jackson Games, Incorporated. All rights reserved.