<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061140166881350074</id><updated>2011-09-01T00:03:21.657+02:00</updated><category term='fairy tales'/><category term='science fiction'/><category term='random tables'/><category term='sorcery'/><title type='text'>Flying with Badgers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061140166881350074/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maroon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02360872886639277389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061140166881350074.post-4290932280293235593</id><published>2010-05-19T22:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:55:00.571+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random tables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>Reading Terminal Space...</title><content type='html'>If you (yes, you) haven't heard, there's this new (old) science fiction/science fantasy RPG called &lt;a href="http://terminalspace.blogspot.com/"&gt;Terminal Space&lt;/a&gt;. Where X-plorers couldn't, Terminal Space has quite captured my imagination. It's neat, but not in a lego-bricks-glued-together sort of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not perfect, however. Consider the following table in the Underworld and Wilderness Adventures (yes, I know) section:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll d100 Amount of inhabitants&lt;br /&gt;01 – 10    None – station abandoned&lt;br /&gt;11 – 20    None – all inhabitants are dead&lt;br /&gt;21 – 30    Dozens&lt;br /&gt;31 – 45    Several hundred&lt;br /&gt;46 – 65    Several thousands&lt;br /&gt;66 – 70    Dozens of thousands&lt;br /&gt;71 – 85    Tens of thousands&lt;br /&gt;86 – 95    Hundreds of thousands&lt;br /&gt;96 – 00    Several million&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a glance, I can see several things wrong with it. Several million people floating around space in a metal box? That's no moon, that's a choking and aspiration hazard. It's also a bit lacking in granularity in places. Here's what I think it should have read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll d100 Amount of inhabitants&lt;br /&gt;01 – 10    None – station abandoned&lt;br /&gt;11 – 20    None – all inhabitants are dead (d6 – 1: plague  2: hull breach 3: executive decision 4:  radiation 5: sanitary malfunction (it happens) 6: xenomorph)&lt;br /&gt;21 – 25    One (propably insane)&lt;br /&gt;26 – 35    A handful (definitely insane)&lt;br /&gt;36 – 45    Dozens&lt;br /&gt;46 – 65    Several hundred&lt;br /&gt;66 – 80    Several thousands&lt;br /&gt;81 – 90     Dozens of thousands (hot bunking)&lt;br /&gt;91 – 95     Hundreds of thousands (at eachother's throats)&lt;br /&gt;96 – 00    Several million (in cryostasis, waiting for terraforming to finish/forming a neural net for the TechnoCore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, all better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061140166881350074-4290932280293235593?l=flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com/feeds/4290932280293235593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com/2010/05/reading-terminal-space.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061140166881350074/posts/default/4290932280293235593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061140166881350074/posts/default/4290932280293235593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com/2010/05/reading-terminal-space.html' title='Reading Terminal Space...'/><author><name>Maroon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02360872886639277389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061140166881350074.post-5431659173457098933</id><published>2010-05-15T20:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T20:42:48.398+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairy tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorcery'/><title type='text'>A late response to an interesting post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://recedingrules.blogspot.com/2010/04/fairy-tale-spell-names.html"&gt;Fairy Tale Spell Names&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Devil with the Three Golden Hairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incantation summons the eponymous devil to the arms of the sorcerer that called it. The demon takes the form of a disfigured and bloated infant with the face of an old man, bald save for three gold strands growing from the top of its wrinkly head. Its powers, described in most manuscripts containing the spell, work thus: when cradled in the arms of the sorcerer, pulling out a hair and pointing at a person or calling them by name forces the devil to attack the indicated person. The demon first attempts to make eye-contact with its victim, paralysing it. Even if countermeasures are taken against looking it in the eye, the demon will launch itself through the air at its target and proceeds to chew off its unfortunate victim's face. An unparalysed target can attempt to cast it off. The table below indicates which part the devil will gnaw on first and the odds of doing so:&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder, 25%&lt;br /&gt;Ear, 20%&lt;br /&gt;Nose, 20%&lt;br /&gt;Lips, 15%&lt;br /&gt;Eye, 10%&lt;br /&gt;Throat, 10%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil with the three golden hairs will return to the arms of its master when its quarry is dead or when properly called back by the sorcerer, so long as it still has hairs on its head. Once all three hairs are removed, the demon will not follow any more orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as an encore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go I Know Not Whither and Fetch I Know Not What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This spell compels its victim to go to a certain place and find a certain thing before returning to the magician that cast the spell. However, neither the sorcerer nor his enchanted subject know which place or which thing, until the subject reaches the place, at which point he is incapable of leaving until he finds the thing, which he is incapable of relinquishing until he returns to the magician. No person can be subject to more than one such quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I have fetched you the wooden spoon of a toothless beggar living on the streets of distant Constantinople. Now tremble as I cast upon thee the same terrible curse! Ogae Inae Owknae Otnae--"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm afraid I'll have to decline your most generous offer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"--Etchfae, what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"How did you think I came across the incantation? It doesn't work more than once, you know. Would you like a bowl of soup with that spoon?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061140166881350074-5431659173457098933?l=flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com/feeds/5431659173457098933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com/2010/05/late-response-to-interesting-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061140166881350074/posts/default/5431659173457098933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061140166881350074/posts/default/5431659173457098933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com/2010/05/late-response-to-interesting-post.html' title='A late response to an interesting post...'/><author><name>Maroon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02360872886639277389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061140166881350074.post-4569657869505077503</id><published>2009-12-21T12:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:19:30.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What this blog is about, or: Why badgers?</title><content type='html'>Beats me. It's a blog. It's mine. I'm not very good at introductory pieces, so I think I'll just not bother this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061140166881350074-4569657869505077503?l=flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com/feeds/4569657869505077503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-this-blog-is-about-or-why-badgers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061140166881350074/posts/default/4569657869505077503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061140166881350074/posts/default/4569657869505077503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingwithbadgers.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-this-blog-is-about-or-why-badgers.html' title='What this blog is about, or: Why badgers?'/><author><name>Maroon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02360872886639277389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
