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fiat_knoxThis appeared in today's Yahoo horoscope for Cancer:
You might have some errands to run or phone calls to make today, dear Cancer, but chances are, you won't feel like making them. When people call you, you'll probably be more likely to listen than to talk. Get your most important tasks, errands, and phone calls done as quickly as you can, and save some part of the day or evening for relaxing. You've had a busy few days, and you are entitled to a little relaxation. While out and about, treat yourself to a new book. You've earned it!
So I did. I bought Promethean: the Created, the latest game for White Wolf's World of Darkness.
I've only read bits of it so far, including the Prologue, chunks of the rules and a glimpse at the Epilogue, but one thing I can say for certain:
Ye. Gods. It. Is. Magnificent!
Basically, Prometheans are monsters which have been put together by human hands from human corpses or alternative materials such as clay, marble etc. - mostly human corpses. Spliced together and reanimated, they awaken to a semblance of life with something missing.
A soul.
Instead of a soul, they have the Divine Fire, Pyros, flowing in their veins, giving them a freakish imitation of life. They awaken aware of that which they are lacking, condemned to a terrifying and often shambolic existence where, not only humans and animals, but even the very land itself rejects them.
Basically, it's Frankenstein's Monster: the Roleplaying Game. Victor Frankenstein's hideous creation, however, is only one such - the forerunner of an entire Lineage of such bastardised monstrosities, founded by the Monster himself and named after their creator, Dr Victor Frankenstein.
A human that creates a Lineage is called a demiurge - the first monster of the Lineage is called its Progenitor.
And by the Gods, this is one sweet, sweet book, filled with allusions to alchemy, of which the Divine Fire is but one small part. There are references to William Blake and Lord Byron, and the reader is directed towards the works of Ovid, Gustav Meyrink, Carlo Collodi (who wrote "Pinocchio"), Mircea Eliade, Heinlein (author of "Stranger in a Strange Land" and "Friday") and Asimov (naturally).
Oh, it is wonderful to read. :)
Anyway, that's the best news I'm going to get for today. The worst is that it looks as if the Shadownessence site, which I have haunted and frequented for two years, has been comprehensively hacked, to the point where it might never recover - a serious, serious blow for the gaming community.
Ah, well. Move on.
You might have some errands to run or phone calls to make today, dear Cancer, but chances are, you won't feel like making them. When people call you, you'll probably be more likely to listen than to talk. Get your most important tasks, errands, and phone calls done as quickly as you can, and save some part of the day or evening for relaxing. You've had a busy few days, and you are entitled to a little relaxation. While out and about, treat yourself to a new book. You've earned it!
So I did. I bought Promethean: the Created, the latest game for White Wolf's World of Darkness.
I've only read bits of it so far, including the Prologue, chunks of the rules and a glimpse at the Epilogue, but one thing I can say for certain:
Ye. Gods. It. Is. Magnificent!
Basically, Prometheans are monsters which have been put together by human hands from human corpses or alternative materials such as clay, marble etc. - mostly human corpses. Spliced together and reanimated, they awaken to a semblance of life with something missing.
A soul.
Instead of a soul, they have the Divine Fire, Pyros, flowing in their veins, giving them a freakish imitation of life. They awaken aware of that which they are lacking, condemned to a terrifying and often shambolic existence where, not only humans and animals, but even the very land itself rejects them.
Basically, it's Frankenstein's Monster: the Roleplaying Game. Victor Frankenstein's hideous creation, however, is only one such - the forerunner of an entire Lineage of such bastardised monstrosities, founded by the Monster himself and named after their creator, Dr Victor Frankenstein.
A human that creates a Lineage is called a demiurge - the first monster of the Lineage is called its Progenitor.
And by the Gods, this is one sweet, sweet book, filled with allusions to alchemy, of which the Divine Fire is but one small part. There are references to William Blake and Lord Byron, and the reader is directed towards the works of Ovid, Gustav Meyrink, Carlo Collodi (who wrote "Pinocchio"), Mircea Eliade, Heinlein (author of "Stranger in a Strange Land" and "Friday") and Asimov (naturally).
Oh, it is wonderful to read. :)
Anyway, that's the best news I'm going to get for today. The worst is that it looks as if the Shadownessence site, which I have haunted and frequented for two years, has been comprehensively hacked, to the point where it might never recover - a serious, serious blow for the gaming community.
Ah, well. Move on.
