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Journal of No. 118


September 6th, 2005

Maxicon @ 02:07 pm




Our impromtpu private gaming con was a great deal of fun this weekend. I started off Saturday in Richard Runs Whatever the Hell He Wants, which turned out to be a strange combination of nanotech and piracy. We fought everyone in our way and managed to escape the planet, which basically dooms the next planet we land on, since we're carrying oodles of haywire nanobots. I've always wanted to be a plague ship.

Then I loafed around a bit and failed to get a poker game going, though I did manage to teach Chun how to play poker. I know a game started up later, so I probably set Chun up to lose his money without getting any myself. Rats.

Obeying Pat's demand that everyone learn a new game, I sat down and played some Medal of Honor with some ten-year-olds. They thought it was pretty funny... for a little while. Then I got better, though I wish I had figured out how to invert the camera control.

But then I had to go run 'Night Shift: What Happens at Disneyland After Dark'. From Snow White on all fours to gunbattles on the Matterhorn, I had a great time throwing weird things at the players. And Pat (who got to choose the theme of the game) I think, particularly enjoyed messing Disneyland up.

As I hung about for Becca's game (which seemed to go really well) to end, I played a fair amount of Apples to Apples. Best match ever was given by Dave Milano. We were looking for things that were both Quiet and Smelly.
Sexy is "The Dump"
Sexier is "Toes"
Sexiest is "Going to Grandma's"

Drove home and came back Sunday for Aaron's Cthulhu game. I played the muscle for the detective agency. I liked the set-up and background, but the dice abandoned me to an evil fate, curse them. You can't subtract 79 sanity points when you only have 35. I was already pretty sleep-deprived, so when my marbles went agley, I hit the freeway to come home. Got in at 4:30AM and hit the sack.

After a bit of sleep, Becca and I attempted some shower repair with some waterproof tub grout. I declare the problem solved, because if it isn't, the solution is going to cost a lot more than a $5 tube of grout. But I suppose we'll have to check for reals.

Lazed through the rest of the day and BBQ'ed up some sausage and veggies with some nice white wine.

Today is Becca's first teaching day at... let's call it Tartan High. Fairly short schedule today, so hopefully she'll be easing into things.

And now, for your patience, a hairy, pink pussy.
 
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From:(Anonymous)
Date:September 7th, 2005 04:51 pm (UTC)
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I enjoyrd it heartily. I am in particular awe at the level of realistic depth and research that went into your game. I later corroborated several facts with a (former) Disney late night employee. Kudos. It was all apparently versimilitudinous. Even down to the fact that only 1 of 3 murderous and vandalous frat boys make it out of the 'Land. Statistically speaking.

Pat.
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From:aaronjv
Date:September 8th, 2005 09:24 am (UTC)
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I knew I was doomed as PigPen as the alcohol raised my voice, and the other frat boys justlooked at me funny.

Still, I never would have thought that Scott would be able to nail that Snow White tail. Curse him!

I don't apologize for driving you utterly bongo at the end, cuz it made me happy. And without going too deep into the game (some of your readers might play it in the future), I thought it went very well with everyone's role playing, but I think the players forgot that this was a CoC game...and I kinda like that. However, it makes me want to run a game with a not-so-dark tone/theme to it (Traveller campaign, anyone?).

Anyway, I realized later that it's sorta kinda the same idea as your Goth club game...I think, I was really drunk for that one.
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From:essentialsaltes
Date:September 8th, 2005 06:47 pm (UTC)
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I don't apologize for driving you utterly bongo

No apologies necessary.

I thought it went very well with everyone's role playing, but I think the players forgot that this was a CoC game...and I kinda like that.

Yeah, I liked that aspect, too. If only it hadn't taken us so long to get where we were going, though.

However, it makes me want to run a game with a not-so-dark tone/theme to it (Traveller campaign, anyone?).

If you announce it, they will come. By they, I mean me.

Anyway, I realized later that it's sorta kinda the same idea as your Goth club game...I think, I was really drunk for that one.

So was I. Anyway, music & Cthulhu just go together like bread and squamous butter. From Erich Zann to the Inaugural Concert at Miskatonic University.

Journal of No. 118