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Well, that was interesting. I had a dream last night, that I was in college again, and was sprawled out on my back on a thinly-carpeted floor, bored and confused, and waiting for the GM to show up. I knew my character's name was Marnie, I knew she was a pre-generated character, and I knew nothing else (since I didn't actually have my packet yet). And the GM was not around. I also knew (from the people who did have their packets, which were about half of us) that this was a game about the unquiet dead, and we would start out in our graves.
Ummm. Okay. My mental image (during the dream) was of zombies. And yet I was happy to be there, when playing zombies actually interests me not in the least.... I dunno. My brain is odd. But we knew that.
Good morning, by the way.
Ummm. Okay. My mental image (during the dream) was of zombies. And yet I was happy to be there, when playing zombies actually interests me not in the least.... I dunno. My brain is odd. But we knew that.
Good morning, by the way.
