Expecting (Scrapped Before the First Session)

10, 7, 10, 18, 12, 12.  Those were My stats (point buy, since I don’t fuck with dice).  The background I came up with was epic, too: “A scholar from humble roots (gender: female, eyes: hazel, hair: blonde w/blue highlights) who became the first human being to glimpse the alien civilization on the outskirts of Andromeda when she was abducted at age 13 by a pedophile who’s actually an alien renegade and then rescued by an alien bounty hunter kinda like the one from the X-Files episode “The Unnatural” but he’s the sympathetic good guy and that’s where her natural intellectual curiosity comes into play because she was from a bad family that stifled her creativity and interest in science at a young age and when her mom hit her and gave her that scar it was similar to the way she dies at the feet of some alien overseer with a whip which was a little bit like how in the womb her umbilical cord almost strangled her but she doesn’t die.”  Was totally looking forward to putting My special touch on her, because even though I might not be Playing to Find Out, every opportunity to play is better than sitting in the dark all the time, punching holes in My black-colored walls and letting light through because I’m fucking bored.  Can’t believe you canceled on Me when—not to turn this into He said/she said—I’m pretty sure you told Me “You’re the only one who will really get this shit” a month or so ago.  (This whole thing sprang from a conversation we had, no?)  It seemed like a fucking awesome concept. So say what you say, but the hard truth_is that it always sucks to lose out on an adventure (or several) promised to you, especially when there’s a lot of hype.  Yes, there will be other opportunities, but this particular one was soooo unique, so original (even if the reality couldn’t live up to the passionate conceit, it still would’ve rocked!).  Was it a scheduling conflict? I understand that shit piles up. “Work on friday”, “Party on saturday”, “Gotta go drinking with my other friends sunday.”  Life always seems to get in the way.  I’m not jealous (okay, I am).  But either way, I’ll never get another chance to use this shit that I made.   Bummer.