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We've started playing a sorta "Fey dark ages" campaign using the "Dogs in the Vinyard"-system and it rocks! Not only the system (even though it really does) but the campaign. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
akselwestlund is the gm, and 45_hasle, mirazandar and I are the players. Our characters all get a bus ticket to Desmoines (we are in Iowa) and get goaded to go on the bus, but it drives us to the middle of nowhere and suddenly somebody have come and taken over our lives. They look sorta like us, not quite, but suddenly everyone think they're us. Our town's priest is not fooled however and he tells us that the town's priest once every twentieth year choose three children to trade with the people in the hills. We were chosen twenty years ago. So, it turns out, we're in fact not human at all, and the people taking our lives are the ones who were meant to have them. Not that I'll believe that for a second. It's my life and I'll take it back nomatter what. Even though I've screwed everything royally up, I don't want somebody else to come in and take over, giving me three pairs of new panties and 200 dollars and expecting me to just go away. We're playing again on Monday. I can't wait! :)
akselwestlund is the gm, and 45_hasle, mirazandar and I are the players. Our characters all get a bus ticket to Desmoines (we are in Iowa) and get goaded to go on the bus, but it drives us to the middle of nowhere and suddenly somebody have come and taken over our lives. They look sorta like us, not quite, but suddenly everyone think they're us. Our town's priest is not fooled however and he tells us that the town's priest once every twentieth year choose three children to trade with the people in the hills. We were chosen twenty years ago. So, it turns out, we're in fact not human at all, and the people taking our lives are the ones who were meant to have them. Not that I'll believe that for a second. It's my life and I'll take it back nomatter what. Even though I've screwed everything royally up, I don't want somebody else to come in and take over, giving me three pairs of new panties and 200 dollars and expecting me to just go away. We're playing again on Monday. I can't wait! :)
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