Which is why you're here today: Your LAN party has been crashed by some unsavory, socially maladjusted Luddites who want to bury you under a hex grid and loot your corpse for magic items. Are you going to let them spoil your slightly less unsavory, slightly less socially maladjusted fun? Unfortunately your gaming group meets at an apartment complex in California, so there will be rolling blackouts between the times you get to chase somebody out of the group; your computers will survive by virtue of backup power systems, but you might not. Try to use the time while the lights are on to the fullest, before it's too late.
Players (2):
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The_Machine86, a Night Watchman, stuck it out until the end.
Locus Cosecant, an E-mail Junkie, stuck it out until the end.
NPCs (10):
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Coron - an Orderly Orderly, had his screen broken Night One.
Iammars - an Atypical Gamer, left in disgust Day One.
niMic - an Orderly Orderly, had his power supply removed Night Two.
Dmi - a
milkman - a Regular Gamer, was forced out of the group Day Two.
Internet Stranger - a Helpful Gamer, got a better offer Night Three.
Lt. Origen - a
Dragon Phoenix - an E-mail Junkie, lost his power cord Night Four.
help im a bug - a
CoolBot - a