Played board games today/night. Mansions of Madness is so good. Our objective was to do a massive hazza out of the mansion and burn it down because a psycho killer summoning the dead was running around.
Had to turn off the tennis when the chicks were playing. Sharapova cut absolutely sick today. Was ridiculous.
I wished I played board games today. I had a rather ordinary RPG session instead.
We're playing Traveller, which is an ancient, horrid system. I should have known at character creation it would've gone like this. There are 2 ways you can create a character, either roll it up using the books, making it completely random or; create a detailed character history so you'll have a well fleshed out character to play and then watch it all go to shit as the life events you roll up in the book contradict what you originally designed. Sometimes your character can die during the generation process. That's right, make a character and it ends up dead before the game has even started, so you can try again. That's 30+ year old game design for you.
Our party of 5 (including retired naval pilot, ex-spy, ex-pirate/mercenary, psion and honorably discharged, decorated spec-ops commando (me, how horribly plain)) have been on our current planet for a while now. After landing, we discovered a city divided in its law enforcement. There are two factions, the Tridents (standard LEOs), and the Jagged Spear (elite, meathead soldiers). Each controlled by one brother. The brother in charge of the Tridents is Volk, a decent person. The other, Morbis, who runs the Jagged Spear, lusts for power and puts its lower class citizens into a state of fear, stealing children, enslaving them and taking those with psychic abilities to increase the power in which he wields. Morbis won't even allow a previous love slave to be with another man, having her vagina sealed up to ensure this doesn't happen (how this was ever relevant I have no idea, but the jokes at the time surrounding it were pretty good).
Also, a media crew has gone missing, investigating money being leaked. There is also a spy inside this media crew and one other is on the take from the people they are investigating. Embezzlement, subterfuge and secret alliances are formed. Morbis was who he appeared, Volk changed his tune and turned on us. Informants were discovered to be misleading us, setting us up to fall into a trap.
Today, all these political subplots, conspiracies, hidden agendas seemed like they were coming to a head, then they just fell flat. Loose ends were left as such and basically hours of investigation, discussion, and speculation amounted to nothing. Nothing was solved, no real, useful information was gained. Basically, we were forced into a fight we couldn't win, so we had to go to the spaceport and leave the planet to go to a rumoured lawless safe-haven to take refuge from who knows, I don't think I can give a shit anymore.
What a messy, entangled plot of shit. It was convoluted to begin with and only got worse. I shot a dude 3 times and disarmed a bomb attached to our ship. How exciting.
I would've killed for a game of Mansions of Madness. Shit, Snakes 'n' Ladders would've been ace in comparison. Anyway, now I have that off my chest...
I forgot what Sharapovas grunt was like, so I looked it up on YouTube and yep, it's terrible. This 30s clip made me laugh, check it out:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dj9mw_6dXc8