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Casca and Ruth You'll note that Ruth's not carrying around a halo: I suspect that it had something to do with the infamous 'Crown of Joy' incident that our characters were involved in. Bet you never thought that one of those could be used as a torture device... Dave 'David, what is good in life?' 'To crush your enemies, drive them before you and roll ten critical successes in a row.' Cam & Amanda They're angels, dammit. EDG In celestial form, unfortunately. Me The costume, in case you're wondering, is of a Malakite on his first earth tour that understands the concept of clothes, just not the actual execution. And it's a kilt, not a skirt, dammit. By the way, if you've got this mental picture of me being 6 feet tall and, I dunno, a Greek god or something, well... Jaymiel the Lilim We switched sides for the party, you understand. Jaymiel the Archangel In her celestial form: yes, she was originally meant to be written up as a koala. Long story: well, no, short one. I forgot what my girlfriend's totem animal was, OK? It could happen to anyone... Malakermit Is he showing up in my game as a blackwing? Maybe he is, and maybe he's not. Johann, So-called Newt of God Saturday game mascot and troublemaker. Ronald, Demon Prince of Cows and ZOMBIE SEAL!!!!! The latter I really do have to share with others, one of these days. Tether-Locus to the party Actually, a candle labyrinth that my girlfriend laid out - for fun - just because she thought it'd be cool. The woman never ceases to both amaze and frighten me. Other pictures Aura of Maurice, DP of Heresy - While contemplating yet another painful death for Belial, of course. Stalking the wild Robb Here we see him cornered in the only corner to the game room. Note the mad gleam in his eyes as he plots our death by helpless laughter. Casca in minimalist mode during the Sunday game. Yes, we really do go through that much caffiene. Moe 'encourages' his dice. You know, for a while I tried being nice to my dice, but one day I discovered that just throwing them into the wall, leaping on them and pummeling them with the Core Book worked better. Doing all of this and then burning them worked MUCH better. Hey, what else could I do? I'm not even allowed to LOOK at other people's dice bag, lest I destroy their precious mojo. The dice are making me do it. They're forcing me to do what I have to do to them... Heresy Finally, this is where the magic's made. Disappointing, huh? |
