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Jun. 23rd, 2017 04:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beccaelizabethToday I definitely slept twelve hours, broken a couple times with drink breaks. Possibly more.
Guess moving every box and book in the house repeatedly makes you tired.
Also yesterday I bought a fan and today the weather went acceptable again so I don't need it.
You're welcome ;-)
Probably it was the being cooler and no window open that let the sleeping work.
For values of work that involved dreaming a mage caused epidemic that killed fifteen thousand people.
It was an interesting setup, college of magic, rules about celibacy, me and Magneto and the Professor planning to break them, Julian Bashir turning up for the medical parts along with his politician older twin Alex. Plenty of romance options and bonus magic. But the bit with all those thousands of people bleeding from the everywhere kind of took all the fun out of the other parts.
And then everyone I knew was whipped for a cumulative fifteen thousand lashes, which took magic to survive even if there were quite a lot of them by then. And then the dream got detailed about penance rations and devolved into arguing exactly how much of what plant stuffs one really needs to survive, which wasn't really helping anyone, however necessary it would be.
So in the half awake stage when I blur the dreaming and daydream line I got everyone lined up to try the Clean spell to surgical quality, to prepare the area for us being sent in without biohazard suits, and then the spells for scanning a body and determining which cure disease you need, mixing in a counterspell element if required, and finally using the Cure. And of course going in to the infected area is still dangerous, and if you use the Resist Disease spell you have to maintain it, and all your other spells are at a penalty, and if it's a new disease you're at -5 from not being able to identify it anyway. And it would take a whole lot of mages to cure fifteen thousand people. But you'd get stuck in there trying.
I also dreamed that the reason I'm... built with a handy energy reserve suitable for surviving starvation rations... is that I'm instinctively good at the spell Monk's Feast. Hmm, dreamed it wrong, in GURPS it's Monk's Banquet. Either way, it's the spell where you can go without food or water for a day because magic took care of it. If I cast that and ate anything on top, that would all be bonus calories and end up going to my waist.
Pretty good excuse.
But I've spent most of the afternoon, it feels like, dreaming about the various slightly bad tasting penance rations of the college of magic, so I think I'm hungry. I'll go eat a real food.
Guess moving every box and book in the house repeatedly makes you tired.
Also yesterday I bought a fan and today the weather went acceptable again so I don't need it.
You're welcome ;-)
Probably it was the being cooler and no window open that let the sleeping work.
For values of work that involved dreaming a mage caused epidemic that killed fifteen thousand people.
It was an interesting setup, college of magic, rules about celibacy, me and Magneto and the Professor planning to break them, Julian Bashir turning up for the medical parts along with his politician older twin Alex. Plenty of romance options and bonus magic. But the bit with all those thousands of people bleeding from the everywhere kind of took all the fun out of the other parts.
And then everyone I knew was whipped for a cumulative fifteen thousand lashes, which took magic to survive even if there were quite a lot of them by then. And then the dream got detailed about penance rations and devolved into arguing exactly how much of what plant stuffs one really needs to survive, which wasn't really helping anyone, however necessary it would be.
So in the half awake stage when I blur the dreaming and daydream line I got everyone lined up to try the Clean spell to surgical quality, to prepare the area for us being sent in without biohazard suits, and then the spells for scanning a body and determining which cure disease you need, mixing in a counterspell element if required, and finally using the Cure. And of course going in to the infected area is still dangerous, and if you use the Resist Disease spell you have to maintain it, and all your other spells are at a penalty, and if it's a new disease you're at -5 from not being able to identify it anyway. And it would take a whole lot of mages to cure fifteen thousand people. But you'd get stuck in there trying.
I also dreamed that the reason I'm... built with a handy energy reserve suitable for surviving starvation rations... is that I'm instinctively good at the spell Monk's Feast. Hmm, dreamed it wrong, in GURPS it's Monk's Banquet. Either way, it's the spell where you can go without food or water for a day because magic took care of it. If I cast that and ate anything on top, that would all be bonus calories and end up going to my waist.
Pretty good excuse.
But I've spent most of the afternoon, it feels like, dreaming about the various slightly bad tasting penance rations of the college of magic, so I think I'm hungry. I'll go eat a real food.