cw: gross. I remember dad telling when he wrote his (210page) dissertation he got violently ill leading up to the date. I remember in college one day printing out a term paper I had been working on for two months. I calmly got up, went to the bathroom, threw up, walked back to my chair and kept working. I don't do well with harsh deadlines. never have.
not doing so hot. the armor is both consuming all of my time and I'm not getting enough done. AZ is coming up insanely fast and I don't even know if I can sneak into the cosplay contest
so I'm starting to attach the base for the shoulder missiles and I realize how wide this armor is going to be. I already cannot get through a regular size door wearing the helmet without ducking. have I bitten off more than I can shoe? Yes. do I care? no
dresden larp: ranting: so the other cath sidhe is going to be annoying Cheshire cat with low physicals. since I started off as Tibalt from October Daye, i gave myself the title 'king of the court of cats' but I'm probably going to drop that for 'black cat'. i'm going for bishounin energy because fuggit it's my character. also maybe edgy, same reason
dresden larp: ranting: damn damn hell shit fuck of the 12 players, 5 are wyld feye, including me. and the raver gangrel from vampire is basically playing a cheshire cat. my only hope is that we'll play it very differently