(Line eater - I hope you get indigestion)
That (the subject line) was the initial code phrase, by which we were
to recognize Loda Linnaker, the girl we were to rescue from the clutches
of those nasty Vilani. We never made it :-) Mark, our glorious engineer
talked the CO into taking the scenic route, and really messing with Joe's
well thought-out adventure. It was really a lot of fun. Ever been pulled
over by a 30,000 ton traffic cop with a spinal mount?
Let's see...
James won a trophy for best Battle Tech player, even though he'd never played
before. Mark won best role-player in Ron's "Total Recall" adventure, and
I won a whole bunch of Ace-of-Aces campaigns.
We arrived Friday night and spent until the wee hours at Joe Fugate's
house, where he showed us his wall-sized map of the imperium and home
videos of the DGP offices.
Saturday we failed to make contact with the organizers of the con for
breakfast, and then played until 11:30 pm or so. Afterwards we went
to a local dive and talked with the organizers, Joe, and Gary, until
about 1:30.
Sunday we dragged ourselves out of bed and woefully made our way back
to Portland.
After about 60 straight hours of persuasive techniques, we've talked
James into joining the PBEM. Joe asked for an occasional update of
the PBEM; apparantly no one else (other than me) is stupid enough to
try an open-ended campaign with this many people. DGP has a survey they
want us to get from Genie and provide for you guys (Mark is doing/will
do this), and they both said they are always desparate for material
for "The Journal" (no longer "digest") and "Challenge" (Gary is now
editor of Challenge).
I'd do it again tomorrow, given half a chance. :-)
Richard
[Richard -- I fixed two small typos in your mail, but left the contents
otherwise unaltered. All I'll say is that I had a ton of fun this
weekend, and that Cherry Starr thought Larry Trump was kinda cute. :-)
- -- James]