First, Klingons for Christ.
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Second, trekhead is one of the best gamers I’ve ever met.
We’re playing 7th Sea (yes, that 7th Sea). I’m playing a fate witch and trekhead is playing a Castillian scholar. My poor sorte strega knows nothing. She has one Skill–Courtier–and the only knacks that have any dots at all are Fashion and Etiquette; she knows how to dress herself and how to behave. When we met an Eisen swordsman, she asked, “Is that a giant?” She doesn’t even know what Eisen is.
Last night, we’re playing the game and trekhead‘s character is explaining that all of Theus’ creation can be observed, studied, and understood. It is a beautiful monologue, just beautiful. The GM says, “Here’s a drama die.”
THEN, trekhead says, “I spend that drama die and activate my Arcana. Inspiring.” He looks at me. “Which gives everyone who listened to my speech three dots of Natural Philosophy for one round. That includes you.” He points at me. “You understood everything I said about observation, the scientific method, and everything else.”
The GM gives trekhead another drama die. And me? I spend those experience points I was saving on a Specialty: Natural Philosophy.
This is one of the reasons I belong to Jess Club.
But the first rule is, I’m not supposed to talk about it.
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Third, I saw Zorro last night. (Or the night before. I don’t remember.)
The bad guy is gonna use soap to blow up California. I shit you not.
Obviously, the people who made that film forgot the first rule.