Camp this weekend was dire. With Kaylee gone, my entire cabin was in a bad mood. Getting them to smile and laugh was quite a trick, one that I only partially achieved, because I was just as down as they were every time I looked at her empty bunk.
But we managed, and there's only one week left before the camp stops for the summer. It's... Normally I'm really sad when we end for the season, I fall in love with my kids and I hate to see them go, but after what happened last week I'm all nervous around the trees-and we have a lot of them. I hate that whatever happened has corrupted my haven like this. Hopefully by the winter I'll be able to enjoy it again.
In happier news, my game is tomorrow. It's looking like we're going to have a good turn-out, so that'll be fantastic. Damon and Penny and I are getting together this afternoon to do the last minute stuff we need to get done for tomorrow. Any of you reading this that are planning to show, you're in for something amazing.
I'll see you then!
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Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Work, work, work
Been hard at work making props and plans and such for the Slenderverse LARP, which is why I haven't been around much. Damon and I have never hosted an event like this, and while we have the experience to make it amazing, we're still both nervous and determined to make it especially good, to prove ourselves.
Any of you silent readers who follow me while waiting for the game, know that we've got some amazing things planned for all of you.
And Damon, I know you're reading this. Stop being a lurker bastard. Comments would be appreciated.
Any of you silent readers who follow me while waiting for the game, know that we've got some amazing things planned for all of you.
And Damon, I know you're reading this. Stop being a lurker bastard. Comments would be appreciated.
Friday, July 15, 2011
Passing out Fliers
Spent all day yesterday sweating my ass off in a hoodie handing out fliers at the park. I had two friends helping me out, my Co-GM Damon and his girlfriend Penny. All of us were dressed in hoodies and old ratty clothes, doing our best to look homeless and stricken.
A few people thought we were begging, but mostly we did pretty well. We gave out ALL the fliers, which had the link to Seeking Truth, Dreams in Darkness, and of course to here-hello burst of traffic!-as well as a date, time, and location for the game.
Wednesday, August 3, 4PM, the old shed at the park I handed the fliers out in. They all have this blog, which has my email on it.
Hopefully I'll have some people getting in touch-I really want this to be a good game.
A few people thought we were begging, but mostly we did pretty well. We gave out ALL the fliers, which had the link to Seeking Truth, Dreams in Darkness, and of course to here-hello burst of traffic!-as well as a date, time, and location for the game.
Wednesday, August 3, 4PM, the old shed at the park I handed the fliers out in. They all have this blog, which has my email on it.
Hopefully I'll have some people getting in touch-I really want this to be a good game.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Plot!
So, I have a solid concept for game now. I'm not going to put all the details up here, because I'm linking everyone involved to my blog. What I am going to put here is a teaser for anyone interested enough to make it this far.
So you got the flier in the park from the crazy woman standing in the Floridian heat in a hoodie. What possible motive could someone have for torturing herself like that? She needs to spread the word. There is a war going, hidden behind the scenes by everyone involved. It manifests in small ways. Children going missing, forests that no one dares enter after dark, a murder in an otherwise quiet suburb, strange symbols painted on walls and messages on doorsteps.
Most people never even notice, they go on with their lives unaware of the danger they narrowly avoided by missing the clues. But for you, the danger is real. You're marked to learn the truth, and you'd best do it quickly. Once you start learning, death comes swiftly at the hands of the Gentleman. Your only hope for survival is finding some way to fight before it is too late. How long can you survive?
Tomorrow I'm going to go hand out fliers for my game in the park, see if anyone is interested. I'll put a post up Friday before I leave for the camp to let you know how it goes.
So you got the flier in the park from the crazy woman standing in the Floridian heat in a hoodie. What possible motive could someone have for torturing herself like that? She needs to spread the word. There is a war going, hidden behind the scenes by everyone involved. It manifests in small ways. Children going missing, forests that no one dares enter after dark, a murder in an otherwise quiet suburb, strange symbols painted on walls and messages on doorsteps.
Most people never even notice, they go on with their lives unaware of the danger they narrowly avoided by missing the clues. But for you, the danger is real. You're marked to learn the truth, and you'd best do it quickly. Once you start learning, death comes swiftly at the hands of the Gentleman. Your only hope for survival is finding some way to fight before it is too late. How long can you survive?
Tomorrow I'm going to go hand out fliers for my game in the park, see if anyone is interested. I'll put a post up Friday before I leave for the camp to let you know how it goes.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Okay, So, I've Been Busy...
Sorry about last week. Things have been going a little nuts here. Getting ready to move back to school in a month, and as always, I forget how much there is to be done.
I'm thinking I'm going to leave the reviews as they stand. Maybe at some point I'll come back to it, but for now I'm just going to work on my newest project. One last hurrah before the summer ends and I go back to finish my degree.
My new project is working on combining all of my recent interests. I've been working on making a Slenderverse LARP/tabletop system. Last week I spent largely pouring through the Call of Cthulhu larp system and Mind's Eye Theater (which is the World of Darkness larp variant) for ideas. As of now, I have a rough ruleset in mind for the LARP, at least. I'm having a hard time picturing this as a sit down game for now, it seems like something that should involve running about and investigating and getting chased through the woods or something.
To that end, with a tentative rulebook settled I'm working on putting together a basic plot. I'm hoping to get a group together to playtest it, see what needs changing. I don't really know a lot of LARPers, so I may have to open it to the public and take potluck. We'll see.
My new project is working on combining all of my recent interests. I've been working on making a Slenderverse LARP/tabletop system. Last week I spent largely pouring through the Call of Cthulhu larp system and Mind's Eye Theater (which is the World of Darkness larp variant) for ideas. As of now, I have a rough ruleset in mind for the LARP, at least. I'm having a hard time picturing this as a sit down game for now, it seems like something that should involve running about and investigating and getting chased through the woods or something.
To that end, with a tentative rulebook settled I'm working on putting together a basic plot. I'm hoping to get a group together to playtest it, see what needs changing. I don't really know a lot of LARPers, so I may have to open it to the public and take potluck. We'll see.
Monday, July 4, 2011
I'm an Idiot
Sorry to scare any of you watching this. Last week was a little test. I wanted to see if I could pull off writing a slenderblog. The answer is no, I'm thinking, so I'm going to go back to my normal reviews. Starting Wednesday.
Sorry for the insanity. I didn't mean to scare anyone.
Maybe if I tell them it's a lie I'll start to believe it.
Sorry for the insanity. I didn't mean to scare anyone.
Maybe if I tell them it's a lie I'll start to believe it.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Real
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Monday, June 27, 2011
I'm Completely Mad
He's fricken everywhere. I keep seeing him. In the park, outside my window, in the corner of my eye when I'm at the store... I'm losing my mind.
I'm having a psychotic break. He's everywhere, and the whispers... Oh god, the whispers. I never... I'd read about them, but...cripes this is bad. This is really bad. The things that they want me to do...
No. This is crap. I've got to just be going nuts. I need to just ignore it, it will go away. It WILL. It HAS to.
Because right now the voice sounds so good....
I'm having a psychotic break. He's everywhere, and the whispers... Oh god, the whispers. I never... I'd read about them, but...cripes this is bad. This is really bad. The things that they want me to do...
No. This is crap. I've got to just be going nuts. I need to just ignore it, it will go away. It WILL. It HAS to.
Because right now the voice sounds so good....
Sunday, June 26, 2011
What the Crap?
Starting to think one of my friends is playing a prank on me. No review today, too busy freaking out over the tall guy in a suit that is standing outside my window. That's got to be pantyhose or something over his head, right? He can't ACTUALLY not have a face...
Monday, June 20, 2011
DnD week!: ADnD/2.0
Think back to the old cliches of unwashed teenaged boys playing DnD in their basement with vague costumes. This was back in the days where DnD was still complicated and confusing enough to feel like an exclusive club.
Back when THACO was the order of the day and you couldn't play monsters.
This, ladies and gents, is exactly what they would have been playing. ADnD has survived to this day as a game people play, despite three editions afterward-an honor which First ed and third ed never achieved. It's got a different feel to it,
Back when THACO was the order of the day and you couldn't play monsters.
This, ladies and gents, is exactly what they would have been playing. ADnD has survived to this day as a game people play, despite three editions afterward-an honor which First ed and third ed never achieved. It's got a different feel to it,
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