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Mod Journal | Main Community | OOC Community The World | The City | The Species | The Rules | Application Mod Contact | Character List | Player Resources The guy in the apartment next to you is a Werewolf. No big deal. The family that owns the 7/11 downstairs? Vampires. Yeah. There's a cat outside in the street, making a hell of a noise. At any moment, it might shift into a socially inept human. The Mage across the street usually throws a shoe at him. It's just another night in Porter City. Streets of Porter City is an RPG for Original Characters. Think World of Darkness meets Law and Order with a dash of Supernatural and a pinch of True Blood. Prompts and minor plots are offered every two weeks, game-wide plots will be introduced with more activity, and in-game events are hosted every month. OPEN NOW! JOIN BEFORE THE FIRST PLOTS ARE INTRODUCED!

Good players (myself included), good people (myself included), much fun. C'mon over.

P.s. Details of my trip to come. Been a little too tired/sick/dead since I got back to contemplate stuffing that much information into one journal entry.

EPIC MICKEY MOTHERFUCKING CONFIRMED.



I have not picked up the Game informer issue highlighting it yet (going to do so tomorrow or Monday). First details @ Aussie-Nintendo reveal a great plot:

"The game explores the existence of a forgotten world, a place where lesser-known Disney characters are relegated to. A dark and depressing land filled with broken rides and set pieces, these unloved characters have become bitter and twisted. Lead by Oswald the Rabbit (Disney's first ever creation - long before Mickey Mouse), they now seek revenge for what they've become."

I love it. I mean, the entire concept of a steampunk dystopia Disney is impossible not to love. But Erin's already going over potential character appearances (The Aussie Nintendo shows a revamped Phantom Blot that gave her a Ladies' Moment) and I'm going over potential ride/attraction appearances. This is really going to be a chunk of Disney history.

It's confirmed for the Wii, and confirmed that the project is being headed by Warren Spector. I was impressed when I simply heard that Spector was going to be involved, and am double-impressed after Game Informer's video interview showcasing his insane Disney fanboyism.

For those of you who missed the leaked concept art, check it out.

Now...I just wait god only knows how long for the game to actually come out. ;_;

Have not been around due to internet kafucked. At the lab as much as possible, which will increase when fall semester begins kicking my ass in a couple of weeks.

Fall semester:

• Medical Ethics & Law
  
• Office Word Processing
  
• Medical Office Procedures
  
• Medical Records Management
  
• Medical Transcription II
  

At least all but one (Ethics & Law) is online/FLEX. I *was* looking forward to an entire semester in my pajamas, but I guess we'll see how it goes.

Enjoying limited tagging and unlimited reading on my whole entire three weeks of summer vacation. Trip to the dunes soon-ish. Mmmm sand.

Utterly unrelated:

The Rated "R" Meme
✘ comment with a character of mine. (Any game)
✘ receive three bits of trivia about their sexuality: practices, preferences, experiences, fantasies, kinks, etc.

Had me a fine weekend.

Annie and Ryan were up, and they came over Friday night. We took turns sucking ass at Cooking Mama, went out for pizza, sat on the curb outside Radio Shack and passed around a bag of marshmallows (while talking about how sad it was to be doing that) and then decided Erin was due to get drunk for the first time ever. And she did indeed! It was very adorable.

Erin: *weaving back and forth across room* Hahaha! I thought that whole balance thing was made up!

Annie: Can you hand me that?
Erin: No. Well, I could, but I'm lazy and I've got a drink in my hand.
Megan: See, NOW you're in college.

We were drinking rum and coke, UV Blue, and Jager bombs. Erin found out she likes all three, which I think increases the number of drinks she likes to...three. We got her to do a few shots as well, which she had said she would not do. (I think the shots were of the leftover pomegranate vodka? From when Holly came over?) Annie and I got "where did my pants go" bombed. Ryan killed half a bottle of Jager. On his own. In one drink. And was completely sober within a few hours. Good times. Good times.

P.S. Tattoo Dark Spiced Rum? Yummy yummy.

Saturday Annie and Ryan and I mini-road-tripped it on over to TC. Really, going anywhere from my house is a 2 hour drive. It's the shameless singing along to bad pop music that makes the mini-road-trip difference. We did a bit of aimless meandering in Hocus Pocus, which is really all one does in Hocus Pocus. The guy there did a couple tricks for Annie-- the one with the cups and the ball, the one with the little jewel stick-- and she was delighted, either because she possesses an innocent childlike joy or because she'd accidentally taken two Klonopin. We went to Borders, where I used up something like fifty bucks worth of credit card reward coupons-- got a book on the beginnings of modern surgery, a humongous H.P. Lovecraft collection, and a complete Arthur Rimbaud collection with a hideous blue and orange cover. (I say hideous, but I love it dearly.)

We also went to dinner at at one of those janky strip-mall Chinese buffets with Jake, a friend of Ryan's, and Jake's girlfriend Egg. Egg is not actually named Egg. But I cannot remember her real name. Because she is Egg. The food was awful. Annie and I were sitting together at one end of the table, exchanging pathetic expressions every time we tried something. The fried rice was bad. The fried rice. I'm not even sure how you do that. We were also sitting together at the end of the table ignoring Jake's chatter about dagohir and ignoring Egg. I think Jake's serious interest in dagohir pretty much sums up Jake.

The food was, in fact, so bad that Ryan treated us to ice cream afterwards. Which was awesome, because it was Cold Stone. And which sucked, because somebody fucking tipped.

Sunday I mainly spent going "blaaaaaaaaaaaargh" from an overdose of alcohol and human contact.

Good times. Good times.

Magical backtracking in time: I had a great birthday. Thank you and <3 <3 <3 to everyone who sent me greetings, even Dap who sent me this what the fuck thank you but what the fuck.

Erin and Mom came for cake (yay) and presents (yay) and Thai food (yay) and shopping (yay).

World's cutest birthday cake.

Kitcheny goodness from my family. Along with a bunch of groceries. So set to cook now. Lot of new recipes I've been wanting to try.

Erin wrangled me a really great DS emulator and downloaded me a bunch of ROMs. I'm failing hardcore at the DS version of Cooking Mama because it requires the mic. Don't stare at me with those flaming fire eyes, Mama! I'm trying my best!

Erin stayed over for a long weekend, which was also great. We watched a ton of movies. A ton. Good movies. Bad movies. Hilariously bad movies. Eraserhead freaked her out more than I was epxecting, but I consider that fair trade for the shit like Felidae and Skywhales that she keeps bringing when she visits.

I just realized how often my celebrations are a blend of cute, fun, and horrific. Awesome.

"I would like the world to remember me as the guy who really enjoyed playing games and sharing his knowledge and his fun pastimes with everybody else."


Gary Gygax
July 27, 1938 - March 4, 2008