From: Paul
To: RPG  93

Hail everybody! Sorry I am now just responding to this email. Server conked and messed up things for a bit. The Gordian knot and all. Quick cut and then it's all done.

Bobby - please join us in remembering those good ole times. You were an important part of our lives back then.

----- Original Message ----- 
From: <nurbimbo@eudoramail.com>
To: <sil622@hotmail.com>
Sent: Sunday, April 29, 2001 8:37 PM
Subject: Its okay
 

> Hey mien fruen!
> 
> Its okay.  Will get the hang of it.  This time zone thing needs a little getting used to.  I am time and again, checking the net if your on-line.  I(big snip)
> 
(extra big snip)

> I have brought the news to fellow RPGees here.  Especially to Madzhar, (he was the former Guildmaster before i made my sort > of hostile take over).  He was particularly happy knowing that RPGees are trying to get in touch with each other.  Local 
> RPGees here dont have time to play anymore, in fact we dont see each other often anymore.  Perhaps time has dictated that > RPG and gaming should move to a more advance phase.  Like thru Internet, since almost everyone are busy and have lifes of > their own like jobs and family, not like during the college days when an RPG only have time for RPG and
> drinking not even time for school -haha.

Yeah, those good ole days. Much of which is the subject and feel of the rambling anecdotal reminiscings on my verg page. 
But do I miss rp? No. There's a good section of my life that I'll remember it by. Fondly, like a toy I used to have. But in today's place and time rp is lost to me. I have tons and tons of unused rulebooks, totalling in the hundreds of dollars lying around or in boxes, with the most amusing ones carefully shelved within easy reach. Did I ever attend CONs?

Nope. The closest I came to one was during this neo-pagan (warning!) convention in South Bend, Michigan where nudity was 
more acceptable than the norm, and the average weight amongst the apparently well-fed paganers was in the neighborhood of 200-400 lbs. Ang lalaking mga baboy! I was on the job as a photographer. But boy did I have nothing desirable to photograph! (erase bad memory .exe) There was a Neil Gaiman book signing at St. Marks in Manhattan that I could've attended, but I opted out due to a very busy schedule. Do you guys know Neil Gaiman? His Sandman series is THE most awesome thing I've ever. If Bobby'd pick up where he left I'd vote for a Gaiman-inspired campaign.

> Me and Lloyd usually just get in touch thru emails.  He is working so i dont think that he'll have time to play, but he will still be > there for us.  RPG, here in particular, are very loyal, especially member of the Inner Circle.  We are bounded by rules and 
> traditions that we dare not defile nor dessecrate. We have the que word, when spoken it should mean Honor and Friendship.  > It is one word of which meaning i know you know.  This we usual speak during sacred hours and during parting which would 
> mean end of session (not necessarily gaming) and has a partly connotation of farewell and sword high friend.  Word is 
> "lextalionis".

The word is actually a phrase, with Lex meaning Law. It is the law of retribution. "An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth". Of course you are familiar with this. 

> Website I made for RPG, its account on go.com i think has expired.  I made it long ago, but did not made any changes to it 
> lately, which could have caused its expiration.  I made mention there the Traditions we followed, and what RPG is.  I made 
> mention there the batches beginning with RPG in Montessori with me,  Bombie, Ronny, Lou and some other high school
> mates.  Then I made mention RPGUPLB, the original - the elders, the replica hard core RPG as MSURPG.  As far as i know, 
> Bobby was our President then or shall i say Guild MAster, and he was not change even after he left.

As we speak, I wait for Bobby's email. I've asked him what the title of his 1993-94 campaign was, yes the very game we were playing - and will submit our information to Aegisweb. I advise any and all of our friends still in the Philippines to get registered with them, as they are an active group and fairly organized. They're both active online and off. The links are:

http://www.geocities.com/aegisweb/ - website
http://www.geocities.com/aegisweb/1-Dir/11-DatabaseForm.html - here's the sign-up sheet
They've even got a busy mailing list on Groups: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/aegis

Bobby - do you still have your old material? I can upload all of that onto the web on a server.
 

> We should reorganize our Guild.  We have here the Guild recognize by our University thru Office of the Student Affairs.  We 
> have Preambles, Constitution and By Laws plus 4 Traditions of the Inner Circle.  It is a stage of which RPG should evolved to, > which did.  Remember our discussions during 1995-96 at Tandang Sora?  Yes, it has come to that.  We have become
> what we felt we should be.
> (big snip)
> 
Apparently this is the way of all guilds, or playing circles - either they die or get organized. Discussions that Bobby and I had 
were echoed in our Tandang Sora discussions, and I felt at that time that a means to put everything in its "proper" place was necessary for the movement, for the impetus of gaming to continue. But time went too fast. The world had turned and before anyone knew, we had all but disbanded. I regret that we had gaps in our associations, what with my moving to the States and moving again from Chicago to New York. I think that if we all had stronger bonds we would have not given up on our dreams, 
but instead carried these dreams alongside our gaming. That school and gaming cannot go hand in hand is not completely true. But then again, all things must be enjoyed in moderation. And I know now that Moderation was one thing I wasn't sure of.

We may no longer be playing games like in the past when we were children. But as grown men we can honor the past that we shared by recounting amongst ourselves how grand it was during that time. That we reigned! That the lives we led were incredible: that we conquered fiends and laid villains low, that we destroyed evil where it lay in our path and triumphed despite adversity. Does everyone remember our time together as fondly as I do? Or as was in the past, do I retain my vivid imagination of things that could have very well been just fanciful ideas, or waking dreams? We were all brothers. You are all my brothers. 
Los Banos was our home, away from home. Like how I'll remember it always. 

(end closing credits) (segue into soundtrack) 

INCOMING MESSAGE FOR RPG93:

O sige Bogs, kung talagang bounty hunter ka. Hanapin mo kung nasaan si Benjie and Francis, and si Paolo Villaluna.
Huge Cash compensation for your troubles. Aldin's easy - runs a netcaf in GSC. That's no prob for you, pero yung tatlong iyon. Who knows, they might be hiding underneath your very nose! Look here: https://pr25.tripod.com/bl/verg.html#rpg93 . I need to 
fill in those glaring gaps. BTW, I'm missing someone - do you have any info on Jax? So far, there's a Jaximillian Baylosis (with a name like that, it WOULD be him) who graduated from CSU Hayward, a college in Cali - but no further information. His sister Jel (remember her?) I've tracked as far as working for the local government of San Francisco, but that's all I have. No email, snail address or phone numbers. Bobby would ideally be the perfect candidate, sicne he can cross-reference addresses with phone numbers, being on the West Coast himself - but the man is just "too darned busy" or words to that effect. Well, it has been five years, and I'll be damned if after five years I can't connect to my old university buddies. Have you been getting all our correspondence/s? The reason why I ask is, (and this is not to rationalize spam) I consider all of us back then in UPLB, more specifically in that little ole house that Bobby and Jiggs had in Cedillo - way back in the rolling hills where nobody knew where it was - we were all brothers. There must've been something that made us stay up all night, lose sleep, crash our grades, get kickt outta school for that was so important and so important it was that it still stirs in my mind, like Cthulhu. Not dead, but dreaming. 
It wasn't the RP, though I hope I don't idealize from memory how it was a very good sampling of Bobby's finest work
as a DM; it was the camaraderie in that time that was ours and will be ours until we get to be really old, rickety old men. If only.

We were hearkening to the Old traditions of our nameless ancestors. Sitting round the leader, who was telling a story. Who was creating cities, creatures, indeed, entire worlds out of Wonder, out of the Nothing except that which he formed in his mind. We were warriors, priests, thieves and all sorts of personas filtering through consciousness. Winning battles, surviving wounds, hoarding treasure, wielding awesome weaponry. Once in this life we shared a waking dream. A dream that will not soon be forgotten.

So, you guys get it why, after five years I'm back on track. Looking for everybody, making a directory, emailing like some crazy old guy with nothing else to do with his time online but to fill everybody's mailbox up with irrelevancies. This is not junk. This is 
not the mad rambling of the dispossessed. This was our past. And deserves Remembering.

Paul, Archivist

HAHA!  Why did we want that Blue Dragon?  Because we are good!! Hehe.  And that dragon must have plenty of treasures!! 
Greedy players cant be stop by any ancient power dragons.  What we want is the TREASURES!!!!  We were hoping we could get a vorpal sword or something. hehe.  Hey, i sacrificed myself that time to save the party (as i always do on most occasions).  My 
character "Stayn" strip himself of armor and everything and went flying off to face the dragon butt-naked!!!

And remember when i told Koth to run when we were facing this Type III Demon.  I faced that Demon so that one party member can survive.  But i luckily killed that Demon with my last Magic Missile (luckily bypassing magic resistance).

And then about how your Campaign come about to its Tragic End.  Well, it was when Stayn and Koth got caught in a mortal dispute.  Stayn was determined to put an end to Koth's existence.  He blames Koth for the Death of his undead Warhorse creation, for his death in that Magical City with a Dragon Inn, and views Koth as a person with no feeling of gratitude for 
Stayn's twice self sacrifice in order to save Koth's clean cleric butt.

Stayn hold power above any other character that time.  Heck he could wipe everybodies pitiful lives off.  Remember and hold 
dread to the character that came about "Stayn Bloodthorne the Purple Kirin".  ---- There are only two Kirin's in your world, one is GANDALF the other is Stayn (he was recognized by Gandalf as a brother Kirin in name).

You are a very good DM Bobby.  Most Dms who have planed campaign way ahead most of the time are tempted to give clues 
and hints to the players of what will happen, but you, your different.  You made that game, and your every 
game, all was very good.  As i said before, you get a score of DM+10 from me.

Anyway, its nice remembering what was.  I could feel the fireball waiting to be release from my fingertips upon every push of my fingers on the keyboard.  I could feel on my body hairs the aura the "alignment" of my character, i could feel his capability.  And the dreadful "would-be" if Stayn did manage to rise in level and power.  Imagine what will become of your world then.  Imagine if the Campaign actually followed its course...

Anyway, Untill then.  Soon my DM soon...

sliver_^ aka Stayn aka Aldin