The End of an Ear

A little later in the day than I had hoped - largely on account of the time it took to upload the pics (torrenting at the same time, see)- here is the final post I intend to make concerning NWO: Grand Tribunal.

It has been a long time coming. I have lost track of when we started, but I think my involvement goes back six years. I joined the writing team for Thebes, and despite questioning my sanity every time since, have stuck with it to the end. Suddenly I'm not quite sure what to do; I don't have to worry about deadlines, I don't have to worry about quality and I don't have to worry about continuity.

It's been a ride and a half; there have been ups and downs, crises major and minor, successes, failures, flanges and moments of exceptional brilliance.

I am glad I was involved, I'm glad we finished it, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I am very glad it's over. Ladies and Gentlemen, for the very last time, I give you New World Order Games. I challenge anyone to do what we have done over the course of five events and six and a half years. I am not expecting any takers.

Good night, and thanks for the memories.


The Archmage Marain ex Tremere, First of the Conclave and Primus Tremere swings round after delivering the killing blow to the discredited Archmage Palatine ex Bonisagus, erstwhile First Magus of the Order of Hermes.

Registered users can go here for a random selection of my pictures from the event.

The End of an Ear

A little later in the day than I had hoped - largely on account of the time it took to upload the pics (torrenting at the same time, see)- here is the final post I intend to make concerning NWO: Grand Tribunal.

It has been a long time coming. I have lost track of when we started, but I think my involvement goes back six years. I joined the writing team for Thebes, and despite questioning my sanity every time since, have stuck with it to the end. Suddenly I'm not quite sure what to do; I don't have to worry about deadlines, I don't have to worry about quality and I don't have to worry about continuity.

It's been a ride and a half; there have been ups and downs, crises major and minor, successes, failures, flanges and moments of exceptional brilliance.

I am glad I was involved, I'm glad we finished it, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I am very glad it's over. Ladies and Gentlemen, for the very last time, I give you New World Order Games. I challenge anyone to do what we have done over the course of five events and six and a half years. I am not expecting any takers.

Good night, and thanks for the memories.


The Archmage Marain ex Tremere, First of the Conclave and Primus Tremere swings round after delivering the killing blow to the discredited Archmage Palatine ex Bonisagus, erstwhile First Magus of the Order of Hermes.

Registered users can go here for a random selection of my pictures from the event.

Plague

I think that the Athenaeum Club has become a plague pit.

I knew that I would be worn out after the weekend and took today off to recuperate. I didn't expect to spend it feeling headachy, generally grotty and with an intermittent cough. I am out to Boots in a short while to buy all manner of cold relief goodies and stuff to help me breathe - especially at night (good old Olbas Oil). I feel that it is probably no mere coincidence that both velvet_the_cat and nyarbaggytep were similarly afflicted at the weekend. Typhoid Mary is not supposed to be a group entity.

colonel_maxim arrived home around 1.30 this afternoon and went straight to bed; worn out after the weekend and I guess not enough catch-up sleep last night.

It is into this woeful environment that I shall be welcoming an ellefurtle early this evening as she tries to escape a distracting home environment and get some more work done.

She has a strong belief in the ability of her immune system to blat the bugs and that she will remain aloof from the Maladie d'Athenaeum and hover like some archaeological Florence Nightingale in the background. I hope she's right; it's manky.

And to think that Penan said he never pressed the button...¹.

And so, off to the pharmacy I go. It's just started raining.

Marvellous.



¹This may be the last ever NWO in-joke I ever make.

Plague

I think that the Athenaeum Club has become a plague pit.

I knew that I would be worn out after the weekend and took today off to recuperate. I didn't expect to spend it feeling headachy, generally grotty and with an intermittent cough. I am out to Boots in a short while to buy all manner of cold relief goodies and stuff to help me breathe - especially at night (good old Olbas Oil). I feel that it is probably no mere coincidence that both velvet_the_cat and nyarbaggytep were similarly afflicted at the weekend. Typhoid Mary is not supposed to be a group entity.

colonel_maxim arrived home around 1.30 this afternoon and went straight to bed; worn out after the weekend and I guess not enough catch-up sleep last night.

It is into this woeful environment that I shall be welcoming an ellefurtle early this evening as she tries to escape a distracting home environment and get some more work done.

She has a strong belief in the ability of her immune system to blat the bugs and that she will remain aloof from the Maladie d'Athenaeum and hover like some archaeological Florence Nightingale in the background. I hope she's right; it's manky.

And to think that Penan said he never pressed the button...¹.

And so, off to the pharmacy I go. It's just started raining.

Marvellous.



¹This may be the last ever NWO in-joke I ever make.