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Edgar Johnson
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Thanks to the +Sanctum Secorum podcast for kindly featuring my adventure, Against the Atomic Overlord.

Aww shit. Chuck Berry's dead. Nothing to say beyond that.

"Looks like you've reached the end."

WTF +Google+

1 hour 20 minutes away from Death Camp 1987, a horror-themed zero-level funnel tournament, for the Augusta University Gaming Club. I'm going to run this one until 10 p.m. or until I kill 100 zeroes.

Today is the 241st birthday of the U. S. Marine Corps. While I was not a perfect marine, the Corps gave me a home when I needed one, as a near-homeless dropout from college. I'd lost my job, was about to lose my room, and the Air Force was not interested in me for a variety of reasons I won't disclose here.

For all its faults and mine, the the USMC was an important part of my development as a person, and helped me to develop inner strength and adaptability to changing circumstances. It taught me that I could persevere in the face of any kind of hardship. It taught me to take myself seriously, and to take my life seriously.

Though it took a long time for it to sink in, I also learned that the people around me, my brothers and sisters, may be different from me, may come from different places, have different tastes, values, and so forth, but are nonetheless my brothers and sisters. We need each other, every one of us. In the wake of the recent election, I'd love my fellow Americans remember that maxim, even when it's so hard to do so.

Sometimes I wish we had mandatory service in this country, just so that it was harder for us to stay so separated from each other, just so it wouldn't find it so easy to demonize each other, just so we'd at least have that one thing in common. It's harder to hate people when you have to rely on them, you know?

So, happy birthday Marine Corps. Happy birthday my brothers and sisters. As for the rest of my countrymen: We're in this together. Let's quit trying to find the traitors, the outsiders, the ones who don't belong. We're supposed to be better than that, and we should all strive to be better than that. I cannot believe that any great nation can be founded on the mutual antipathy of its citizens. No nation can count itself great that closes its doors to the rest of the world. No great nation profits from bellicose outrage and bile--These things are a waste of our time and a shame to us all.

I could go on in this vein for some time, but I'll end here with a quote from a great American writer. He saw some shit. He learned from it. Kurt Vonnegut wrote, Hello babies. Welcome to Earth. It's hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It's round and wet and crowded. On the outside, babies, you've got a hundred years here. There's only one rule that I know of, babies-"God damn it, you've got to be kind.”

Writing a zero level occupation table for high school kids. Ideas?

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What time is it?

Thanks to +Stefan Poag​ and the mail carrier, it most certainly is... WIZARD TIME!

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Things are not looking good. Very sad.

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Now THIS is cool way to use the dice chain. Still, I'd probably want to keep the crits for the crit tables. However, if you've got a big table and just need to keep the game moving, this is a nice alternative.
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