  Mmmn, haven't done much posting this weekend: my apologies. I've been busy with all kinds of things, a large portion of which has been cleaning and sleeping -or not sleeping, as the case may be- (stayed up until four this morning). Right now, however, I'm content. I have a cup of tea-juice (earl grey teabag + hot cranberry juice) and I have a slew of ideas running through my head. So, Josh finally -finally- convinced me to run a campaign. And, of course, the first campaign I do is NOT Vampire: Masquerade.
It is, of all things, Werewolf. Well, who knew? Don't get me wrong, Vampire -and the Tremere- has always and will always be my first love. But one must grow, and one must change, and to remove all the sentimental BS, the idea I had only works within the strictures of the Werewolf universe. But it is- I hope, hope, hope- a good idea, one which will attract a number of serious players. I'll be really frank now, since Josh is troubleshooting my makeup of this and has promised to hold off the rule jockeys, I only want serious RPGers, or those with serious character ideas, to apply.
Not saying it can't be funny- but if you're not in character, I'll get out my "Storyteller thumping stick of DOOM" and you'll be in for it. Anybody reading this blog is welcome to talk to me about character ideas or ask questions. I'll tell you now that you will be set smack down in the highlands of Columbia, but that you won't necessarily sta there, and this campaign will put you, not only in wilderess settings, but through cosmopolitan areas as well. I can also promise that you will be able to accomplish with murder and mayhem, you will be able to accomplish better, or at least as easily, with guile and intelligence. Ultimately, however, I will permit almost any character that has potential and thought behind it, provisio on Josh approving your stats and suchlike. Yes, so anyone who wants to send me a Werewolf book, I'd appreciate it, since I now need to learn the rules well enough to Storytell.
*winces* God, I have no idea why I'm even trying to do this. . . but, damnit, the plot calls to me. I should just write it and give it to somebody to run. I don't know where I got the illusion I could do this.
But feck it all, I'm going to at least try. And any of you that ride my ass, I'll take your face off with a crowbar. *is getting into the werewolf spirit, perhaps a bit too much* Anyway! Besides all that, I've got to go start reading my Decameron homework before I get into too much trouble for having done *nothing* with my weekend. *kisses* Toodles! Jen 
