Raising the Bar for Monty Haul
or, How to Become Emperor of Known Space in Two Sessions
Bryce : hihabnabitmkiii : Hi.
Bryce : well, my friend's sister GM'd tonight.
habnabitmkiii : Ah.
Bryce : (Under the present theory that "everyone should get a chance" on the tuesday game.) She's about 10. She redefined Monty Haul... or at least raised the bar - a lot. (http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=monty+haul)
habnabitmkiii : Hahah!
Bryce : But it was good, as my character Umar Zot I, Emperor of the Known Universe and Builder of an Awesome Golden Pyramid did pretty well. The others did pretty well for themselves too... "Supreme Ruler of Gnomistan", "Imperial Minister of Finance and God Emperor of La Hu", and "Deputy Grand Marshal of the Imperial Psionics Corps."
This all took about two hours, most of it discovering that the shop that sold psionic imprints had just about everything we asked for, up to "A rock that continuously executes Psionic Influence on all that behold it, at level 160." The remaining part was going on galactic TV and making a "compelling" speech while holding the rock :) Seriously though, there wasn't much to do so we got bored and retired our characters.
habnabitmkiii : How much did [the rock] cost?
Bryce : I think about $25000 Of course as emperor I banned them.
habnabitmkiii : Haha.
Bryce : There was one I couldn't get, because the Supreme Ruler of Gnomistan had it and he had his planet shielded against mind control. He went back and time before I made my mind-control retroactive. :)
habnabitmkiii : Sounds like you really had everything. Er, your party.
Bryce : Yeah. After I announced my retirement "unless something interesting happens or the others want something", there were plans for apotheosis. My character was content to ensure his continued legacy by having 13 Restore Life imprints on his person at all times (and greatly increasing the ranks of the imperial concubines, of course.)
habnabitmkiii : Haha.
Bryce : Suffice it to say, my friend's sister's "campaign" is pretty much over, unless Cthulhu and his buddies from somewhere outside known space invade to do battle with us. They might have a chance. (At a draw, anyway.)
habnabitmkiii : You really think you can beat gods?
Bryce : Two of the players -are- gods in all but name. One -is- a self-proclaimed god.
habnabitmkiii : Haha.
Bryce : The last one built an invicible golden pyramid fortress that "is eternal, in a temporal stasis field".
habnabitmkiii : I thought you did that?
Bryce : Yeah. That was my character, the Emperor of the Known Universe and the only remaining mortal. Anyway I have to say I'm glad it is over. By the time I had a hat that could perform all imperial psionics ten times a day (each), and it only cost me about $1000 out of my $250000, I was really just playing for the humor value.
habnabitmkiii : Hah.
Bryce : I would have thought she'd have picked up on that when I got my Chaos Butterfly level 50 imprinted socks.
habnabitmkiii : So, easiest campaign ever?
Bryce : yeah. Basically, the whole challenge was "Asking for absurd stuff and getting by acting like it was something totally reasonable and sold at every Wal-Mart for $5.00, then keeping a straight face despite buying a staff that could level a respectable planet for a price rather less than that of a decent persian rug."
habnabitmkiii : Hehe.
Bryce : Plus her favorite number is apparently 15. Thankfully that is a decent level for most psionics.
habnabitmkiii : I see.
Bryce : I'm keeping my character sheet that says "Umar Zot I, Emperor of the Known Universe".
habnabitmkiii : Hehehehe.
{Her campaign actually ended up being really funny now that I think about it - and funny is entertaining. As far as being amused is the purpose of a game, maybe she was actually a really good GM...}
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