¦ dialling in from workstation ¦
08:43 GMT, Monday 18th May 2009. Humid sunlight seeping in through tall Napoleonic windows to my right. A bunch of bananas on my desk: standard breakfast rations for the next few mornings. A copy of M.R.James Collected Ghost Stories, and a copy of Iron Man Project that I’ve been used to complete a revised version due for release late this year. I’m playing Southland Tales through the speakers mounted either side of my work PC... low volume, unobtrusive to the people around me. It was a good weekend. Long. Productive. Saturday was eaten up by a session of Yellow Dawn. The group were still wrapping up lose ends with Shadows of the Quantinex, but a detour via their settlement, a place they’ve spent a couple years building from a derelict Business Park a few miles West of Boston, allowed me to spring a ploy by Nyarlathotep. So that group of characters is now on ice. We spent the rest of the session rolling up new characters. I’ve been wanting to go “back to basics” with the Yellow Dawn sessions. The recent group of characters only tasted the real wilderness before quickly acquiring equipment, technology and significant money… which was more about me being able to rapidly test the full range of systems in the Yellow Dawn rulebook. That’s all done now so I’m looking forward to running a refreshed set of sessions with low tech survival out in the wilderness.
Yesterday was me and my laptop, up in the Sky Bunker, working on a Yellow Dawn system to allow characters to unpick Occult and Mythos constructs to disable malevolent bonds and soak up released POW. It’s proven to be a real brain drain… but I’m finally on a roll with it so hopefully will have it finished before I head off to Spain at the end of this week. I did a trip into town. Sat in the Arnolfini with strong black coffee writing notes with pen and paper. Then did the big walk around the harbourside.
Djr