Samuraiko

Re: Musings on Random Musings Awesome, that would really help... I have a few ideas on how to do it, but I'm lacking the text like I have on my own trailer (like my whole thing on "where a life has no value, where an ambition has no limits," etc...) *pauses as she listens to the opening theme to the first Spiderman film* And I may just have found another piece of music to do your trailer to... Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: Musings on Random Musings Now if I could just find some really good Mack Bolan quotes, I'd be set. You know, his philosophy on things, really kick-ass lines, whatever, then I'd really get this thing off the ground. Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: The Truly Evil GM Rep to you, Kirby! Mercury Venus Earth Mars Jupiter Saturn Uranus Neptune Pluto Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: Musings on Random Musings Also, while I'm thinking about it Skaramine (totally tangential thinking here), I found about 20 renditions of the Mack Bolan original artwork (some site has the original oils for sale, so I swiped a few of their posted pics), so as soon as I come up with some nifty text, I'll start working on YOUR trailer. I would have used the covers of the books, but I don't want the text all over them, kinda ruins the look of things in my opinion. And I have about four or five ideas for the "music" for the trailer. Don't I rock? Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: Musings on Random Musings Nope... no way am I showing up ANYWHERE with my fat ass bare nekkid for all to see. No way, no how. Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: The Truly Evil GM How about... King Phillip Came Over For Great Sex? Rep to the first person who knows what THAT stands for! Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: Musings on Random Musings Should you (or anyone else on the NGD) decide to commission me to make a plaque/oil/whatever for you, I'll knock off 10% as an "NGD Discount." (That goes for you too, Mightybec, sorry, an order does not include free sheep or anything) BTW, what's going to church and partaking in mass but a ritual? Christians go to church (a specific place to worship), wear certain clothes (dress nice), have one or more people leading the group (priest/pastor/etc), recite certain prayers/songs for certain events or everyday use, often use candles/incense/holy water, and then are released. Pagans go to circle meetings (wherever they're held), wear certain clothes (ritual wear or skyclad, although the au naturel thing is not me), have one or more people leading the group (priest/priestess), recite certain prayers/songs for certain events or everyday use, often use candles/incense/blessed water, and then are released. See? We're not so different. :wink: Thanks for the rep, btw... And yes, I can email you my trailer, it's about 6.26MB, so hopefully your inbox won't explode if I send it, PM your email address to me. Some of the timing is still a little off (comes from having a slow-ass computer), but it's still pretty decent. It uses scenes from the show and some of the movies, as well as still artwork from a lot of different sources (found a great Magic card for Shiryu that totally rocks!). Have you read my story yet? Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: keyes bill is widely misunderstood *wanders in* Just got back from a family visit (grandmother and uncle just moved out here, younger brother is visiting from San Diego), and how does my afternoon with them start off? With my dad, my brother, and my nana telling me that they're "disappointed" in me for "wasting my talents," and that my burnout after 10 straight years of college was an "excuse for slacking off", etc etc etc. God, I wanted to SLAP them! And while John trusts me enough to fight my own battles, I really wish he'd said something, especially after the "excuse" thing, since he was around at the tail of my thesis (when I was one step away from relapsing into alcoholism and contemplating suicide on more than one occasion). ARGH! It's times like this when I wish I'd just gone ahead and done whatever the hell I'd wanted in my life so my family would just give up on me, instead of seeing me with this "shining future of success." There are few things in the world I hate more than having people tell me how to live my lives just so they can brag about me. Had my mom been there (and joining in this happy harangue), I would have quite cheerfully pointed out, "You wanted me to use my talents? You wanted me to be successful? You should have let me go to Juilliard when I had the chance, but nooooo... we can't have a *gasp* MUSICIAN in the family... oh sure, Mike can play in a band, but me study music professionally, which was all I ever wanted from the time I was four? Oh, God, no, say it isn't true!" *groans and rests her head in her hands* Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: keyes bill is anti christ Sorry to hear you're so stressed, TKD, wish there was something I could do to help. I know how it feels, though. I'm getting tired of my phone ringing with my creditors on the other end, and knowing I can't give them anything because we threw all our additional cash into getting a car fixed that now we can't even drive. If I had anything I didn't mind beating the crap out of, I'd be venting on it right now. Since I can't do that, I'm waging war on an infidel faction in Medieval: Total War, and assassinating anyone who comes too close to my provinces. Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: Musings on Random Musings Congrats, Skar, I bet you're relieved! And I think my power works like this... "Inspire Fellow Writer: +10 to target's END and INT, Usable on Others, Only usable for making a KS Roll, Increased Endurance (2x), Megascale." Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: A Thread for Random Musings Damn, I just missed Southern Cross, and I was hoping to ask him if he'd read my story yet... Michelle aka Samuraiko

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Re: The Truly Evil GM Let's see... what have I done to my players? My character (half Sidhe, half human) hates all Sidhe and hunts Unseelie down like dogs (17 credited kills so far), and to make matters more interesting, she's pretty much immune to Glamour. The Sidhe Ally that Slim (our Inish Glamour Mage) has is the "wife" of my character's father (my father was a Sidhe lord who dallied with a human woman, with me being the result), so she hates my guts... and Slim didn't find out about it until we ended up in the Land of the Fae and the Queen of the Sidhe maliciously told him about it... But I honestly think my best example of freaking out the players was the night I hit them with the following 7th Sea scenario. (With the exception of Amused, who is not as experienced a gamer as we are simply because most of us have at least ten to fifteen years on her, and our friend Jeff, a novice gamer, the rest of the players are all campaign-hardened gamers. Nothing scares them. They eat punks... er, monsters like this for breakfast. You get the idea. So I used the best weapons in the GM's arsenal - a vivid description and the players' own overactive imaginations.) The group ended up on La Bucca, the prison island currently held by the Brotherhood of the Coast, a roving pirate nation. Allende, the leader, tells the PCs that the only way OFF the island is to fork over cash (which they have, but not really enough). So he mentions that southeast of here is a swamp (a swamp from which no man has ever returned), and in that swamp, there's a building (a building that no man has ever entered), etc. And rumor has it there's treasure there, so why not just nip over there and grab some, then you can get off the island! So off they go. Day one in the swamp, there's flies, fumes, mud, and all sorts of gross stuff (if you've seen the Extended version of Fellowship of the Ring, you know exactly what it looks like). The PCs are bright enough to use long poles to test the ground as they go, but after losing two on the first day to sinkholes, they tread with extreme caution. Then that night, they notice these dancing lights off in the distance. And then they see the eyes watching them. Then the voices start. All night, nothing happens, but the PCs lose a good amount of sleep. Day two, slog, slog, slog, the horses are not happy at all, the courtesan who's traveling with us (no way are the PCs leaving her with the pirates) is grousing the whole way. Night two, not only are there the lights and the eyes and the voices, but then one of the more nervous PCs (Jeff, the novice) notices the skeletal hands that have begun sprouting up from the swamp. They reach out slowly, then sink back, reach out slowly, then sink back. One PC (one of the aforementioned hardened gamers) has the bright idea of reaching out with a stick to touch one. And as he (both PC and his experienced player) are saying, "See, there's nothing to be afraid of," the skeletal hand snatches the stick out of the PC's hand (good thing he made the roll to let GO of it) and vanishes in a flash beneath the muck. And they can't tell if the hands are moving closer or not. The PCs don't get ANY sleep that night. Day three, slog, slog slog, our resident bad-tempered Avalon hunter is getting really annoyed with the griping courtesan and is loudly contemplating handing her over to the skeletal things to get her to shut up. On the bright side, the same Avalon that night catches four of the lights in a glass jar (let's hear it for Lore: Supernatural), and now none of the creatures in the swamp will approach the lights. A little more sleep for the PCs. After seven days of this, jumping at every snapping twig, haggard with lack of sleep, and completely freaking out, they finally reach what looks like the outskirts of a ruin. Covered in Sidhe wards. And Slim, playing the aforementioned half-Sidhe PC (also a hardened gamer) all of a sudden blurts out IC that he doesn't want to know what the Sidhe were scared of if they had to put wards up. Now all the PCs (and their players) are nervously looking over their shoulders and flinching at every little sound. (It doesn't help that it's getting dark and late IRL at my apartment, but I notice that the players are coming closer together.) The horses are now one step away from bolting in fear, there's solid ground under the PCs' feet and they're still prodding ahead of them with a large staff, and the runes glow in the Will o' the Wisps' light. Then they find a building, the only one still standing. It's overgrown with moss and stuff, and the slime of the swamp has started creeping up the side. And the group of PCs that normally charges in where FOOLS fear to tread are all standing around outside, daring each other to go into the building, while the GM is chuckling to herself. In the middle of the argument, one of the NPCs yells in fright as he notices that suddenly there are people standing in front of the hut. And they're armed. And there are almost as many as there are PCs. But they're not moving. Then the PCs realize that they're looking at themselves. Not mirrors. Not reflections. Real copies of themselves. And their other selves all look... different. At this point, while the PCs and their players were ready to leap out of their skin, all six players started shouting at me not to stop when I decided that this would make a great stopping point for the night. Great night... and that scenario only got worse as things went along... Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: The Truly Evil GM Our L5R GM proved to be a sadistic bastard when it came to one of the PCs (a half-Lion/half-Scorpion-turned-ronin-now-Dragon, long story). The PC had the disadvantage Lost Love, and his lady love was marrying his rival, a samurai in the Phoenix Clan. He told her about an ally of his, Shiba Ryudai, saying, "Should you ever need help, Shiba Ryudai is a good and honorable governor, he will help you." Because of a favor owed to him by the Phoenix Clan, he finagled a visit with the Master of Void on the Phoenix Council of Five (who told him that his future and his companions' were shadowed by the Living Darkness). The Living Darkness also paid him a visit, saying, "One by one, your companions will fall to me, and then you will fall as well." After learning this, he told us and his lady love about the revelation of our futures to protect us from the clutches of the Living Darkness (aka the Lying Darkness, or the Shadow), since he wouldn't be around to protect his lover himself. Unfortunately, the PC (and the player) had no idea that Ryudai had already been himself corrupted by the Shadow, and the PC essentially sent her to her doom. To make matters worse, while riding through the night, frantically trying to escape the Living Darkness which was rolling up on us like a horrific black tidal wave of nothingness, one of the samurai with us fell from her saddle, so my PC went back to try and save her. Both of us were swallowed up by the Darkness. And as Craig's PC rode on, horrified at the loss of Nasami (my PC), he saw a manifestation of the Living Darkness before him (it took the form of his older brother, who had also already been consumed by the Shadow), and as he drew level, his brother said a single word. "One." Craig got so creeped out and pissed off at John (the GM) that he started cursing him out and throwing empty Gatorade bottles at him. Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: Musings on Random Musings Deal. Um... You do realize that if I make anything for you, it's not going to be free. I can only do so much out of the goodness of my heart, and financially I'm in no position to be doing stuff gratis. Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: Musings on Random Musings Whatcha want? Give me some particulars... Michelle aka Samuraiko

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Re: Musings on Random Musings You heard it here first, folks... my trailer kicks major butt. Now THERE'S a thought... I wonder if I could make any kind of money doing freelance work, making movie trailers or whatnot for people. Even a really nifty slideshow of gaming characters or whatnot might work, to really good music. Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: The cranky thread I'm not trying to kill him. Besides, it's much more fun to magically mess with people. You know, like making sure a guy can't get it up. I didn't just admit that, did I? I really want donuts now... but I'm broke and have no way to get any. Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: The cranky thread Not sure about your mom, but here's the massage tricks I learned while working as a freelance ASL terp. If you're right-handed... Using the thumb and index finger of your left hand, circle them around the narrowest part of your right wrist (right where it meets the base of your hand), and pull slightly. Work your way up your right arm (eventually you won't be able to get the circle around your arm, but that's okay). Flatten your hand and bring your fingers together (the STOP hand gesture). Pull back lightly with the other hand, trying to bend your hand backwards (you'll feel the tug on the bottom part of your forearm). Do the same thing, bending your right hand down, not up. Then GENTLY, keeping the fingers extended, pull your hand to the left and to the right to loosen up your wrist. Use the thumb of your left hand to massage the following places on your right palm - under the joint of each finger where it connects to your palm, at the base of the palm just above the wrist, and directly in the center of the palm. Works wonders. Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: Musings on Random Musings *grins widely* You liked it? Thanks so much! It took a lot of work... finding the right animated segments was a pain in the ass, and Windows Movie Maker isn't all that hot... I wish there was a way I could post it on the board, but 1) it's way too big, 2) it takes way too long for most people to download it, and 3) it's not an officially sanctioned trailer, so I'd get in a metric assload of trouble for it. Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: The cranky thread *looks at Skaramine* Did ya have a chance to watch the animated version I sent you? S'okay if you say no, just curious... *then looks at MightyBec* So sorry to disappoint you sweetie, but I already have a staff, and my gag reflex on tongue depressors is HORRENDOUS! (So unless you consider me yarfing all over you an erotic experience, no thanks...) Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: The cranky thread The job hunt continues... got a line on another possible job, this time real estate related (since I have my license), working at an apartment property just down the road from where John works (Sweet!)... hopefully i'll get it! I hate being in a rut... But I am SERIOUSLY thinking it's time to get out my stuff and work some magic at my altar... a little bergamot oil, some frankincense, a couple of green candles... let's get this show on the road! Michelle aka Samuraiko

Re: Musings on Random Musings Sorry to hear that, man... take a break and give your hands and mind a rest. Michelle aka Samuraiko