Raq, did you play with any Guitar Hero controllers? My buddy couldn't trigger Beatlemania with the GHIII Gibson. Was wondering if it was F, or if others had the problem. As for me, I suck, so the game wasn't all that easy for me. I thought the tutorial was rather good. Also dug the automatic calibrate. The guitar must have a light/sound sensor. Pretty cool. I was bummed to read I couldn't plug the headset into a regular controller for a 2nd mic.

We have Guitar Hero and D told me if we wanted to play Rock Band we'd have to buy all new controllers.

Everything else worked, just not the jilt into overdrive thing.

BSG

Before the game begins, everyone except the first player (Tigh) draws three cards from their usual skill set. Everyone has submitted their choice of card draw; there's been a definite preference for diversity:

Apollo: 1 Yellow, 1 Green, 1 Red
Chief: 1 Yellow, 1 Green, 1 Blue
Zarek: 1 Yellow, 1 Green, 1 Purple
Helo: 1 Green, 1 Purple, 1 Red
Starbuck: 1 Green, 2 Purple

I'm sending out the card draws now, and will then create the Destiny Deck.

The Beatles guitars do auto-calibrate but we just used our Rock Band and Mad Catz guitars. Well, Mal used the GH guitar, but sans batteries.

R got me George's guitar as a surprise present, but it arrived after we were done playing so I haven't used it yet. I think I'm going to try playing bass tonight as our bassist said his part was nightmarish.

BSG

Season 2 is officially set and ready to go.

The Cylon attack reduced humanity to a ragtag collection of ships. In the days to come, humanity itself come close to finishing the job. The civilian government had been totally destroyed in the initial attack. The Fleet was left leaderless, panicked and desperate. Each person, on each ship, was left asking themselves, "when will it be my turn?"

It's natural, no doubt, to react to the Abyss yawning below you by clutching at any small semblance of control, some hint that one's fate is not entirely out of one's own hands. The only thing most ships could control was the goods they could supply to the rest of the Fleet. Fuel, food, medical supplies - whatever a ship could make available, was available - for a price. And as each ship sought to convince itself that it was indispensible, the price rose. Deals fell through, hoarding was rife, shortages spread. Ships left without food or medicine panicked; requests became demands, demands became stand-offs. It would take only one incident to set it off.

Under Admiral Tigh, the military had no time for civilian problems - until they started affecting Galactica's supply. Requests became demands, demands became stand-offs - stand-offs became an order to send in the marines. When the dust cleared, Galactica had its supplies, and the fleet was finally united - against Galactica.

A little-noticed outcome of the violence was that the prisoners of the Astral Queen saw their chance to revolt. Their leader, Tom Zarek, orchestrated a coup that was swift, brutal - and decisive. The military had their attention taken up with securing their supplies, leaving him time to consolidate his position, which he pursued ruthlessly.

By the time Tigh could deal with Mr Zarek, he found the situation had changed. Zarek had announced his command of the Astral Queen by offering the services of the men under his command, freely and without favour, to the rest of the civilian fleet. And the captains, still suspicious of one another, found at least one person they could trust.

They listened to him when he proposed a new Quorum, composed of the captain of each ship, to deal with the problems of supply throughout the Fleet. They agreed when he argued that the Quorum needed to elect a new President - not to lead the Quorum, though he would. Not to restore hope and order, though he promised that too. No - his argument in favour of restoring the Presidency was so that one person, with the Fleet standing behind him, could stand up and face down Admiral Tigh.

It's natural, no doubt, to react to the feeling of helplessness by clutching at any small semblance of control, some hint that one's fate is not entirely out of one's own hands. A vote provides that in some small measure. Tom Zarek understood that. Perhaps only one man was surprised at the election's outcome - but the Admiral still had little choice but to accept the result. Negotiations between Admiral Tigh and President Zarek were not pretty, but by their end, the Fleet remained under Galactica's protection, and Galactica remained supplied.

We're starting Sunday, when everyone can give it their full attention; won't you welcome the crew?

BSG

So the characters in this game are:

Tigh (Pete)
Apollo (Kalshane)
Chief (Laga)
Zarek (Stunthusband)
Helo (omnis_audis)
Starbuck (Sean K)

Game start summary, and oh, you know the Cylons have just found you again. Take note that Apollo has chosen to launch in Sector 5.

Round 0.0 - Set-up

Locations and Hands
Tigh: Command; 0 card(s)
Apollo: Sector 5; 3 card(s)
Chief: Hangar Deck; 3 card(s)
Zarek: Administration; 3 card(s)
Helo: Caprica; 3 card(s)
Starbuck: Hangar Deck; 3 card(s)

Sectors
Sector 1: 1 Basestar(s), 3 Raider(s)
Sector 2: Empty
Sector 3: Empty
Sector 4: Civilians A B
Sector 5: 1 RSV(s)
Sector 6: 1 RSV(s)

Resources
Fuel: 8
Food: 8
Morale: 10
Population: 12
Viper Reserves: 5
Damaged Vipers: 0
Raptors: 4
Boarding Party: 0

Other
Nukes: 2
Jump Track: 0 (Red)
Distance Travelled: 0
Galactica Damage:

BSG

No - his argument in favour of restoring the Presidency was so that one person, with the Fleet standing behind him, could stand up and face down Admiral Tigh.

Greeeat. I was part of his running campaign.

and oh, you know the Cylons have just found you again.

They didn't waste any time. Must have gotten Zarek's memo.

BSG

Ha! The one person who chaps your ass more than I do, and they made him President. That's the best thing I've heard all day.

BSG

Of course, "Admiral". I rounded up 50,000 feuding, starving, terrified civilians, reconstituted the Quorum of the Twelve, had an election, AND found time to alert the enemies of mankind. I certainly organized an effective supply situation for you and your uniformed dragoons just so I could watch all this go up in smoke, courtesy the toasters.

Yes. Sounds very much like what I'd do upon my release from years of imprisonment. Sell us all out to the Cylons.