why I love gaming

In the midst of summarizing tonight's session to kurayami_hime, I typed the sentence "And then they went and burned down San Quentin Prison."*

Gaming, my friends, lends itself to gonzo behavior I would never put into a novel. (Other writers might; I'm just not that sort.) Torching San Quentin ain't no jet-ski down an elevator shaft, but it amused me anyway. Random destruction of public property for the win! Guess that historical preservation thing won't be happening after all . . . .



*Before one of the players corrects me: the xiuhcoatl was the one that actually burned down the prison. But it was the PCs' fault that happened, so.