Jenn works all day Saturday, so likes to be left alone on Sunday: I was up and out early to my brother's place for a bit of Star Wars, the roleplaying game. So it's the GM, me, my brother and our 4th player via Skype from Houston TX.
That's pretty cool. His recent move didn't even break up our regular gaming group. I set my netbook up on a chair, added speakers, called him up, and it was like he was there - it worked really well.
The game was topnotch today. The GM's idea was a Star Wars movies 'What If' - if this case, what if Vader killed Luke? Luke falls off the aerial in Cloud City but a vent isn't there to break his fall...
...instead, the floor does. *splat* I was there to grab his Lightsaber and take off, 'cause Storm Troopers were stormin' that bitch. Cloud City, that is. Talk about your ugly mass exodus, but we got out okay.
I got to shank a Storm Trooper in the back with my knife, but it turns out that's not enough to do more than piss them off... Good thing I had friends; they rounded a corner in time to rescue me. The three of us get back to the ship and the pilot escaped by flying down. It's a Gas Giant - why fly up? There are Star Destroyers that way.
Good times. I got back home and Jenn is still enjoying her day without me. Translation: I was banished to my game room. That's okay; my toys live there. It's a rough life. So I got started on one of my BoLSCon project. It's for my display/movement table; I'm taking a mock-up face I built for a college project and painting it like my digital head avatar.
(obviously it's got a ways to go...)
Yea, I know it's weird.
That's my Sunday for you...