Not Broken, Just Bent.

There's a free download of a track off NIN's new instrumental album "Ghosts 1-V" up on their website.

It's.. interesting. I think I'd like to hear the whole album before commenting further.

When you download the track, you get all sorts of nifty things with it - user icons (see new,) desktop wallpaper, and web banner stuff.

Worth the look, I think.

- k.

First there was Star Wars. The old d6 based version.
For me, it was a gateway drug.
Kaamil Kragore, a Shistavan Merc, with a perchance for blowing the living shit out of things, and a touch 'o the force on her side.
The name stuck, and it's been about 10 years since I started using the handle Kragore.

From there, it was on to flirt with Seven Seas, and Rifts, and EarthDawn, and a Heros campaign.
Pacifist battlecat ligers, compulsive button-pushing necromancing T'srang, and genetically altered, flying, blue-glowing telekenetic river otters.
There was some LARPing in there too, but then... then...

...there was D&D. And my two longest running RPG personalities.

Terail - Centaur with a fabulous charge and a mean 1-2 lance/hammer combo. She *was* the Cavalry. That motley crew had the best time - Gummy worms and salsa for the win. :)

and Sayge, dear little Sayge... innocent at first, Old by the end - Half Halfling/Half Silver Dragon Druid who's greatest pleasure in life were her pets - in SwiftPaws especially, her "pet" dire wolf, who would one day become a god...


These were epic stories, told over months, sometimes years, around a table, in the company of friends.
They were spells being picked for use through the "day", and the eraser and the pencils and the carefully folded character sheets that were eventually left with the GM, because inevidibly, someone would forget theirs.
It was the dice bags and boxes and the totems and the little good luck rituals, and the silent plea... "please don't click, please don't click!"

These tales were told because long before I was born, a guy thought it would be fun to make up a game. And because of him, and a few other people, nerds and geeks of all different stripes were given the power of creativity. Today were have entire bookstore shelves devoted to RPGs. It spawned LARPing, and gave a structure to many of the MMORPGs of today.

I had to explain to my younger brother just who Gary Gygax was today, and I felt Old, like Sayge, my wonderful little Half Dragon who always wished for Wings that Worked. I explained to him that there would likely be no geekiness like that he knows today, were it not for Mr. Gygax.
Lo, today is a sad day for all geekdom, for the Great Grand Game Master has folded his screen, and left the table.

I had a chance many moons ago, and I took it, but here it is again.
Thank you sir, for everything.

Another misfit geek,
- K.