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Which is not to say I/we haven't been doing stuff - far from it, in fact. We've been so bloody busy with things (and brainweasels, sad-to-say, but let's not dwell on that bit) that updating's slightly fallen by the wayside. So , this time you get two event reports instead of one.
( Player event - D3 )
( Ornithocracy: Act 1 )
( Player event - D3 )
( Ornithocracy: Act 1 )
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So....we have a shiny new kitbag (please excuse mess in photo, room is untidy):
It's tall enough to take a good pair of boots, and can fit pretty much all Mal's kit that's here (which is all of it minus the Sam Browne, tricorn, cane, and other things that he wears/carries) with room left over for food, underwear, socks, OC first aid kit, water and so forth.
And, what's more, it actually doubles as a relatively good OC bag for me, and one which doesn't kill my spine.
It's tall enough to take a good pair of boots, and can fit pretty much all Mal's kit that's here (which is all of it minus the Sam Browne, tricorn, cane, and other things that he wears/carries) with room left over for food, underwear, socks, OC first aid kit, water and so forth.
And, what's more, it actually doubles as a relatively good OC bag for me, and one which doesn't kill my spine.
If you ever bloody suggest that being a surgeon/physician/healer in any LARP system is a) cowardice, b) 'feminine'* or c) slacking off/not really roleplaying, please don't be surprised if we decide that your face and our fist need to make acquaintances.
- Finn and Mal (both rather irritated at assumptions made on certain forums)
*This is a personal thing of mine. Call me a girl, feminine, 'she' or anything of the sort, and I will hurt you. - Finn
- Finn and Mal (both rather irritated at assumptions made on certain forums)
*This is a personal thing of mine. Call me a girl, feminine, 'she' or anything of the sort, and I will hurt you. - Finn
I am sitting here in half my LARP kit, wondering why my suitcase for going home has all my clean socks in it, and cursing the fact that I can't do any washing before 2pm tomorrow.
...I hate house viewings.
[Mal is also here, though he's more grumbling about the scarring in our left earlobe and poking me about going to bed. Hypocrite.]
...I hate house viewings.
[Mal is also here, though he's more grumbling about the scarring in our left earlobe and poking me about going to bed. Hypocrite.]
