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Re: Jokes A teacher trying to teach good manners asked her students the following question: "Michael, if you were on a date having dinner with a nice young lady, how would you tell her that you have to go to the bathroom?" Michael said, "Just a minute. I have to go pee." The teacher shook her head, saying, "That would be rude and impolite. What about you Sherman?" Sherman replied, "I am sorry, but I really need to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back." "That's better, but it's still not very nice to say the word bathroom at the dinner table. And you, Johnny?" Johnny said, "I would say: Darling, may I please be excused for a moment? I have to shake hands with a very dear friend of mine, whom I hope to introduce to you after dinner."

Re: Jokes My grandfather was an old Cajun, and he loved to tell Cajun jokes. Thanks for posting that!

Re: Creepy Pics. I'm just getting a red X.

Re: I have a dream. (and MAN was it wierd!) I dreamt I was Clark from Smallville, but a few years later. I was a low-powered Superman, who didn't wear a costume. I had joined up with a group sort of like a cross between the Justice League and Buffy's "scooby gang." One of our members was in the hospital for some reason. We went to visit her and they said she had died. I said, "We need to get down to the morgue right away, before they perform an autopsy!" We raced through the hospital (which became more like a mall), and learned that the body had been taken to a funeral home. I was angry. I ran as fast as I could (which was pretty damn fast) through a food court. I leapt up on a counter, crashed through some food service stuff, and ran straight at the wall. I wasn't sure I could actually break through the wall; I wasn't sure if I was strong or invulnerable enough, but I was in a hurry. I hit the wall with my head and crashed through, scattering bricks everywhere. The food court was on the second floor of the mall, so I was 20 feet up, but I landed lightly and kept running towards the funeral home. I could sort of fly, but I couldn't steer very well when flying; I needed to touch the ground or something solid to kick off in the right direction. We reached the funeral home, and I crashed through the front doors. "Where is he?" I demanded. I knew the funeral director was a villain of some sort. The terrified receptionist pointed me up the stairs. I went up there to find my late friend being crucified as preparation for some bizarre ritual or experiment. I grabbed the funeral director by the throat and held up up above my head. "Cut her down!" I yelled. My other friends arrived and took our dead friend down, and then ran out. The building was on fire. I don't know if it was because of me or not, but I was going to drag the funeral director out of the building with me. But he began to transform. He grew in size (he was already pretty big to begin with). I knew he wanted to kill me. I was in for the fight of my life...

Re: So Easy Even A Nine-Year-Old Can Do It! Somebody (I think it was RPMiller?) said he was going to work on a similar export template, but I don't know what the end result of that was.

Re: So Easy Even A Nine-Year-Old Can Do It! No. I built the character sheets in InDesign. I created the characters in HeroDesigner, exported them as plain text, then created the charsheets.

Re: Superheroic Miniatures/Minions Kickstarter Project I can hardly wait until they arrive in my mailbox.

Re: A Thread for Random Musings The sun rose blood-red this morning, tinted by the pall of heavy smoke drifting down from the mountains. 36,000 acres burned since Saturday morning, and the fire remains 0% contained. The weather has been so hot and so dry and so windy lately and there's little chance of reprieve any time soon.

Re: "Neat" Pictures I'd take all afternoon just to bite off one of its ears!

Re: So Easy Even A Nine-Year-Old Can Do It! I've run this game for many years at local conventions. My very favorite moment of all time was two teenaged girls playing Raven and Cyborg had teamed up to smash a badguy. They one-shotted him, and the girl playing Cyborg shouts, "BOOYAH! Bump it!" and holds her fist up for Raven to bump. The girl playing Raven turns slowly, stares blankly at Cyborg for a moment, then in a completely deadpan voice, replies "No." It was a 100% perfect Teen Titans Go moment.

Re: So Easy Even A Nine-Year-Old Can Do It! Feel free to crosspost if you like.

Re: So Easy Even A Nine-Year-Old Can Do It! Well, there was the beginning of the game, when they were choosing characters... Cayleigh: Do you have Starfire? Me: Yes, of cour... Cayleigh: I WANT TO PLAY STARFIRE!!!!

Re: "Neat" Pictures I have that book. The artwork is pretty good, but the story... well, let's just say it could've used a very good editor.

Re: Foods for those that just don't care anymore I don't care for eggs sunny-side up, otherwise I would eat the hell out of that.

Re: So Easy Even A Nine-Year-Old Can Do It! You mean that stunningly handsome guy running the game?

Re: So Easy Even A Nine-Year-Old Can Do It! Thanks! The character cutouts didn't stand up as well as I hoped they would, so I'm going to experiment with them next time. I think some tacky putty on the inside might do the trick...

Re: So Easy Even A Nine-Year-Old Can Do It! Thanks guys! Like I said, it was a lot of fun and the girls seemed to enjoy themselves. Here's a link to where I posted my Titans charsheets: http://www.herogames.com/forums/showthread.php/89685-Hero-GUI?p=2332424#post2332424

A local gaming podcast and FLGS hosted a game day last Saturday, and they invited me to run a game. This was a charity event for the Rocky Mountain Raptor Society. I ended up running a Teen Titans Go! adventure, using Hero 6e. It's a game I've run for many years, making my own adventures based on the long-running cartoon series. Anyway, this session I played host to not one, not two, but three 9-year-old girls! They were huge fans of the cartoon and were very, very excited to play. Two of them had their favorite characters (Starfire and Raven), and the third wanted to play Kid Flash ("Because he's the fastest of all!"). The game was very successful (apparently the kids raved about it to their parents for the rest of the day). I cut the game a bit short, ending it after about 2.5 hours, because attention spans were starting to wander. So I just tossed the big baddie at them and let them have fun. They ended up teaming up and basically one-shotting him. They were so happy and proud that their plan worked, they wouldn't stop talking about it! I believe that I earned my GM's Stripes that day. So here's some pics...(spoilered because some of 'em are big)

Re: "Neat" Pictures Most epic wedding cake EVAR.

Re: GM Help: That Player I Want to Strangle Sew his skin into a dice bag and carve his skull into a dice rolling cup!

Re: GM Help: That Player I Want to Strangle I'd have a good, long talk with him, in private. Tell him what you expect in the game, and find out what he expects. Tell him, in no uncertain terms, that his playstyle/character is not fitting in with your vision of the game. Maybe there's a compromise you can work out. But in the end, it's your game. If he needs to change characters to have something a little more fitting, so be it. And if you can't work something out, gently disinvite him from your game. I say "gently" and I mean it. Sometimes, a few years later, he'll have worked out his issues and maybe you'll want him back. Burning bridges is rarely good for anyone.

Re: "Neat" Pictures Vader is a playa.

Re: I have a dream. (and MAN was it wierd!) Man, I had some weird-ass dreams last night. In one of them, I dreamed that I was going out for lunch and I asked my co-workers if I could bring them anything. They all wanted something from Taco Bell and/or KFC, so despite my reservations I went there. I ordered all the food, and they said it would take a few minutes and I should wait. So I waited. And waited. And waited. I refilled my cup of soda three times. Finally I went to the counter to ask where my food was. I tried to be polite at first, but they kept giving me the brush-off and I got mad. I began yelling at the people behind the counter. Eventually, the manager came out. He kept saying, "Well, we're very busy. It takes time!" I was like, "I've been waiting for my food for half an hour! How long am I supposed to wait!" And he's like, "But it was a very complicated order!" I'm like, "Two mexican pizzas, two chicken meals, an extra order of fries, three large drinks, how's that complicated?" He started to walk away from me, so I grabbed him and slammed him against the wall. I said, "I will hurt you in ways you cannot imagine, and I will be done with you long before the police can ever get here." Then I woke up, and I was still really, really angry. I knew it was just a dream, but I was just pissed. When I went back to sleep, I had another dream that seemed to be a continuation of the first. I was being questioned by the police about a local Taco Bell that had blown up in a huge gas explosion. They were telling me that they had tapes that proved I did it. They showed me the tapes, in which I went into the kitchen and began kicking and smashing everything, until the big industrial gas stove exploded, taking the whole store with it. I laughed and said, "If that was me in the tape, how the hell am I here talking with you right now? Whoever that was would've been blown sky-high; he's a cloud of ash hanging over Boulder now." The detective was trying to play Bad Cop on me, but I just laughed. I was like, "Are we done here now? Because I'm leaving." I knew the cop wasn't done harrassing me, so I started to come up with a plan to humiliate and disgrace him. I knew I couldn't kill him or they'd know it was me...

Re: Musings on Random Musings I'd love to talk about it. I'm not much good with math, but I do loves me some calendars. OK, let me ask you this: We've got a system right now for determining when the leap year falls, right? Because the solar year is out of whack with the day/night cycle. So could we use the system I proposed above, keeping the way we determine leap years? (keeping in mind that no system is perfect, seeing as we're going out 10 decimal places to measure the year...)

Re: Musings on Random Musings Solidarity, brother! :fistbump: