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| 08:36am 28/02/2008 |
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I've been playing this awesome zombie-themed board/card/miniature/roleplaying game lately called "Last Night on Earth". It's a brilliant game, and has a way-cool cinematic feel to it that will appeal to horror movie fans of all ages. One of my favourite things about it (besides the fact that I always seem to wind up playing the zombies) is the fact that the game comes with a bunch of extra pieces so you can design your own scenarios for it. I've written two scenarios of my own, which I'm posting here because I can only find three additional scenarios online (only one of which was created by a player, not the company that makes the game) and I feel obligated to share them with the world. Here they are (they will only make sense to you if you've played the game):
No One’s Coming To Help Us
A “Last Night on Earth” scenario
Turns: 17
Two weeks have passed since the dead have risen. You and the other survivors of the initial onslaught have barricaded yourselves inside the manor house at the center of town, but food supplies have begun to dwindle as the days drag on. You begin to realize that help has not been sent, and that no one is coming to rescue you. A decision is made to try and make a break for it, but the only car left in town has a bent axel and a hole in the gas tank! It’s up to you and a motley band of heroes to find the means to fix your ride and high-tail it out of the city of the damned!
Game Set Up:
1. Set up the board with the Manor House in the center, the “L” shaped tile with the gas station, the “L” shaped tile with the barn, and two other randomly selected “L” shaped tiles.
2. The Townsfolk cards are removed from the Hero deck and placed face-down on the table. The Zombie Player mixes the Townsfolk tokens face-down as well and places them randomly in the buildings around the board. No Townsfolk may be placed in the Manor House.
3. Place the Truck tile in the junkyard and the Tractor tile in the corn field.
4. The Heroes all start in the Manor House with two Hero Cards each.
Special Rules:
Townsfolk Counters: The Townsfolk Counters represent the individual townsfolk hiding from the zombies around the town. When a Hero is in the same space as a Townsfolk Counter, during their Ranged Attack phase they may roll a d6 to find/interrogate them. On a roll of 4+, the townsfolk is revealed, but only to the Heroes. Likewise, the Townsfolk Cards are kept secret from the Zombie Player, and may be exchanged like any other item between the Heroes. The zombies may attack townsfolk, but only after they have been interrogated by one of the Heroes.
Finding the Fuel: To get the gas, the Heroes must make their way to the gas station. Once there, they must roll a d6 to determine if the pumps are working or not. On a 4+ they are working and the Hero who rolled is given a gas card from the Hero deck. If the roll fails, then the Heroes must make their way to the Tractor to siphon gas from its tank.
Scenario Objectives:
1. The Heroes win if they get Jeb the Grease Monkey, the keys and the gas to the truck. Once they are there, they must hold off the zombie onslaught for one full turn while Jeb fixes the truck, then the player with the gas must discard the gas card and give up their turn to fill the tank. Only after the truck has been fixed and fuelled can the Heroes escape the zombie infested town.
2. The Zombies win if the time runs out, three Heroes are killed, or Jeb the Grease Monkey is killed.
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Toxic Death
A “Last Night on Earth” scenario
Turns: 15
Scientists have discovered the cause of the zombie infestation in Woodinvale! Two large canisters of the deadly chemical 245 Trioxin were illegally dumped by the military somewhere in the town. The destruction of these canisters will end the spawning of new zombies and thereby quell the zombie threat…or, at least, that’s the theory.
Game Set Up:
1. Set up the board with the standard center tile and four randomly chosen “L” shaped tiles.
2. Heroes start on their starting space or in the center of town if their starting space isn’t present on the board. Heroes who start in the center of town each draw an additional Hero card.
3. Remove the Old Betsy card from the Hero deck and put it aside.
4. Mix the two Bio-Canister tokens and the Old Betsy token in with the numbered tokens. The Zombie Player places these tokens face-down, at random, in the buildings on the board. Two tokens may be placed in the same building, but no two tokens can share the same space.
Special Rules:
Tokens: The face-down tokens all represent potential locations for the Bio-Canisters. When a player is on the same space as a token, they turn over the token so that all the players can see what it is. If it is a numbered token, it is removed from the game and the Hero draws a Hero card. If it is a Bio-Canister, it remains in play and immediately becomes a new spawning point for zombies. If the Old Betsy token is found, the Hero who found it gains the Old Betsy card, and the Old Betsy token follows him/her. Because of Old Betsy’s keen sense of smell, she is able to detect the location of the Bio-Canisters, and all other tokens are immediately revealed, with the numbered tokens being removed from the game (no additional cards are drawn).
Destroying the Bio-Canisters: In order to destroy a Bio-Canister, the Hero must use an item with the Keyword “Explosive” (fire is necessary as well). The Hero must be on the same space as the Bio-Canister, discard his/her explosive card and give up his/her turn.
Zombies: Zombies automatically respawn at the end of each turn. A roll of d6 determines the number of zombies who spawn. Zombies do not need to be distributed equally among the spawning points.
Scenario Objectives:
1. The Heroes win if they successfully destroy both Bio-Canisters.
2. The Zombies win if the time runs out or two Heroes are killed. |
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| To Montreal! |
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| 11:43pm 08/05/2007 |
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I'm off to Mount Royal to have fun with my girlfriend until Sunday. I'll have my cell phone on me if anyone needs to reach me. I might be able to check my e-mail at some point, but don't hold your breath. If it's important, my phone is the way to go. See you all later!
PS
Heroes rocks. |
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| A new Tiggywinkle's tale! |
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| 07:17pm 03/05/2007 |
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It's been a while since I've posted one of these, but really, there haven't been many good stories lately. This one's just a short dealy, but I'm proud of it.
A lady called up yesterday asking if we sold "space pens" - you know, those super-duper pens that can write upside-down and under water. I told her that we didn't, and she asked if I could recommend anywhere else that might carry them (a personal pet peeve of mine). I suggested the museum of Science and Technology, but she had already tried there and they were sold out, so I asked Chris if he could think of anywhere. He gave a couple of suggestions and I passed them along to the customer and hung up.
"Who was that?" Chris asked after I got off the phone. "It was an ASTRONAUT!" I declared. "Really?" Chris said, "What was her name?" to which I replied, "I don't know, but she was looking for space pens because she's going to probe Uranus!"
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| Tricksy! False! Sons of Bitches! |
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| 10:13pm 25/04/2007 |
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I've been identity-thefted! Thieved? Identity-thieved? Someone tried to steal my Mastercard! What an asshole! I got a call from the Bank of Montreal this evening about some strange activity on my card. Seems somebody spent $800 on it and then tried to change the billing address to someplace in Montreal! The nerve! So, here's my dilemna...the logical, reasonable, mature side of me says that I should let the people at BMO Mastercard and the appropriate authorities take care of the investigation themselves, while the irrational, impulsive, immature, prankster side of me wants to jot down the address and then leave a flaming bag of dog poo on the doorstep when I pay a visit to Montreal in May. So what do you guys think? Let it lie? Or wreak sweet, sweet revenge? |
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| An Important Lesson Learned |
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| 10:12pm 17/04/2007 |
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I'm going to post my big, long entry with the movie reviews I promised really soon, I swear, but before I do, I have a funny, stupid story to share. Funny because it's funny, and stupid because I feel pretty stupid about it.
So it snowed yesterday, right in the middle of April, where no snow in its right mind should be. Luckily, though, I had the day off and intended to spend it inside, snuggled up in a blanket watching movies. But I needed sustenance so I decided to walk to the grocery to buy lentils in order to make a big, hefty pot of mom's own sit-in-your-stomach-like-lead lentil soup. As I was walking to the store I noticed that somehow a boxed Swiss Chalet meal had wound up in the middle of the street and was coming dangerously close to being wallopped by a passing car. Not one to miss the impending splatter of fries, chicken, gravy and coleslaw, I kept a careful eye as one car after another missed the box by mere inches. Then what should come down the street but a snowplow! I grinned big. "Here it comes!" I thought, and I was right. KERSPLAT! The snowplow creamed the chicken dinner in a glorious explosion of food! It was beautiful! Too bad I had forgotten to look where I was going and tripped over a huge snowbank that was in the middle of the sidewalk. I flipped ass over tea kettle and landed face-down in a big puddle, scraping both my hands and knees in the process. It was truly humiliating. I like to think nobody saw me do it, but I know, deep in my heart, that there was a guy watching me, thinking to himself "He doesn't see the snowbank coming...oh man, this is gonna be good...YES!!! TEN POINTS!"
The worst part of it was that I still had to go to the grocery store sopping wet to get lentils. I was picking bits of rock out of my hand all the way there. But hey, at least it gave me a good story to tell.
So the lesson here is:
LOOK WHERE YOU'RE GOING! Don't get distracted as you walk along the road of life, or you might trip on the snowbank of Failure and land in the puddle of Shame. Take it from me. |
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| Rob's Contagious Disease |
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| 10:47pm 13/04/2007 |
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Go to Google.com
--Click on Maps.
--Click on "get Directions".
--From New York
--To Oslo
--And read line # 23.
If you laugh, repost this. |
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| Overture to an Update |
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| 11:24am 12/04/2007 |
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It's been over a month since I last updated my blog, and I promise, I'm going to update again VERY soon. And when I say update, I mean a real update, not like this puny prelude-to-an-update. But since I had a moment to spare, I just thought I'd drop a few lines on the ol' LJ just to let everyone know that I'm still alive and to keep my buddy Mike Jamieson from taking me off his blog's friends page. So, to recap - proper update coming soon, and I am, indeed, still alive.
IN MY NEXT UPDATE:
- Reviews of "Fido" and "Grindhouse": two/three movies you shouldn't miss!
- A new use for an Elmo pinata
- And much, much more!
Oh, and if you work at Tiggywinkle's, this might interest you. |
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| It is I - PROCRASTO! Here to delay you, on your way to do more important things! |
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| 09:46am 27/02/2007 |
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That's right - I'm procrastinating! As soon as I got my schedule and noticed that I randomly had today off, I decided right away that it would be my day to get things done. And look! I'm procrastinating by writing a post on my blog! But y'know what? I don't feel guilty. I don't do guilty. I feel totally justified in writing this entry, because it's been a while since I've updated, after all, and I'd hate to deny my captive audience a brief summary of my most recent escapades. I've got a captive audience. Seriously. In my basement.
So what IS new, I hear you ask? Well, I'll tell you.
Beerbogganing was a smashing success! With Mike and Alex volunteering to be designated drivers (thanks, you guys) while the rest of us were designated drinkers, we actually managed, at the last minute, to make it out to the original beerbogganing hill in Almonte so we could honour the tradition properly. And oh, how we honoured it. There are few things as fun and getting all stumbly on beer and throwing yourself down a hill on a frictionless sheet of plastic. Thankfully, the hill wasn't sheer ice this year so the bruises were minor, but I can still feel 'em, so I guess that counts for something. Everyone had so much fun that there have even been requests to do it again; but as I look at the sunshine sparkling in my window, the beams full of snoozing cats, and the snow melting in the driveway, I think that, as usual, beerbogganing will remain a once-a-year event. It's not too late, though! Grab your friends! Because it's the best part of winter, without a doubt.
Tiggywinkle's is amusing, as always, and I'm actually moving up the chain of command again. Another tiggyworker is leaving this month, making three since New Year's, and while it means we're understaffed a lot of the time, it also means I'm one of only two full-time keyholders. I'm reminded of a Mr. Burns quote from the Stonecutter episode of the Simpsons: "Slowly, Monty...climb the ladder..."
Oh, and I ran a trivia contest at Tiggy's recently, which can be found here:
( Read more... )
Other than that, life's pretty much been business as usual. Lots of work, lots of movies (I bought "The Prestige"!) and lots of fun. The guys and I had a games night last Friday and I played a WICKED game called "Polarity", where you have to try and balance pieces so they hover and float off eachothers' magnetic fields. It's too cool! I've ordered my copy from Fandom 2, but it won't be in until the end of the week! Normally, I'm a pretty patient guy, but damnit, I want my Polarity!
And now, I'm off to get things done! Namely doing the dishes, doing a load of laundry, finishing the damn puzzle I've been working on for far too long now, and finishing my short story, which I haven't touched in months! I think I'll do the laundry and the dishes first.... ;) |
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| Another Beerbogganing Update |
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| 11:14pm 16/02/2007 |
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Okay, so here's the plan:
Now that we have two people willing to hold off the booze until after we get back to Ottawa, we've got access to two cars and therefore have rides to the original beerbogganing hill in Almonte! So the plan is to congregate chez Arion and Luc at around 7pm, then pile ourselves, the crazy carpets (of which we have many) and the beer (of which there will be much) into Alex and Mike's cars and drive out to Almonte where we will proceed to go bat-shit loco and have a grand old time careening down a snow-covered hill drunk off our butts. See you all there! |
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| 07:08pm 15/02/2007 |
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Do the Batty-Bat!
<-MIKE->~Sometimes there is only one road in the yellow wood~ says:
Why is someone dressed as Batman enough of a threat to put three schools on lockdown?
Gill - BEERBOGGANING! says:
They were still getting over the incident with Bizarro Superman |
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| Beerbogganing update |
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| 06:53pm 15/02/2007 |
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Beerbogganing is this saturday night and EVERYONE is invited. We're going to the tobogganing hill near the Experimental Farm, and if you wanna come, either bring a little booze (I'm getting a 24 of Keith's) or crazy carpets/flying saucers (Luc is hitting up the GT Boutique for some carpets, but the more the better). Spread the word! I'll update again when I've got a time/place where we'll all meet, since I seem to be the only person who knows where the hill is. BEERBOGGANING! WHEEEE! |
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| A new Tiggy's tale and a truly bizarre occurance |
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| 10:29am 14/02/2007 |
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So during my lunch break yesterday I decided I was sick of food court food and decided to go down to Moulin de Provence and get a good sandwich instead. I was checking out the foccacias when I noticed this elderly lady kept looking at me. I finally asked, "Can I help you?" and she said, "I'm sorry, but you look so much like my son. You see?" She pulled out his picture and handed it to me. I looked absolutely nothing like the guy. "He's been dead six years now."
I was stunned. I'm sure my jaw dropped. I said something to the tune of "Um, I'm sorry to hear that," and went back to picking my lunch.
"I beg your pardon," the old lady said, "but would you mind doing me a favour? As I leave the store, would you mind saying 'Bye, mom'? My son and I would always meet here for lunch, and it would be wonderful to hear it again."
I reluctantly agreed. I mean, why break a crazy old lady's heart, right? So she got her food and walked towards the door. "Goodbye, son!" she said, and smiled, and I said "Goodbye, mom."
Then the clerk rang up my food and told me the total would be $53.50. "What?" I said, "But I'm only getting a sandwich and a drink."
"Your mom said you'd pay for her stuff." the clerk said. I was floored. That old bitch had PLAYED me!! I told the clerk to hang on and ran outside just in time to see her getting into her car across the street. I ran over just as she was slipping into the driver's seat with one foot still on the ground, so I grabbed her leg and started pulling it. Just like I'm pulling yours!
But seriously.
Last night, about an hour before closing time, this black guy in his mid-to-late thirties with a thin goatee came into Tiggywinkle's and started scoping out the hats in our diminutive costume section. Now, keep in mind that all our hats are designed to fit little kid heads and it's a rarity that one will fit anyone over the age of twelve. The guy put on a weensy Bobby hat, affixed the elastic strip under his chin and turned to Natasha. "'Scuse me," he said, adjusting it, "I'm going to a banquet at the governor general's tonight. Do you think this would be too fancy?" Being the Tiggywinkle's veteran that she is, and having seen her fair share of oddballs, Natasha raised an eyebrow and replied "Yeeeeah, I think that might be a bit much." The guy burst out laughing. As it turns out, he was an actor in a local theatre group and one of his practice methods is to go into stores, do something ridiculous and try to keep a straight face the whole time. He also admitted to doing it just to see peoples' reactions. I gave him a free lollipop. |
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| 07:13pm 27/01/2007 |
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Do you think the surviving members of the Grateful Dead are grateful to be alive? And should they be referred to as the Living Dead? |
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