Owlcon
by timechick on Feb.08, 2009, under Conventions, Other stuff, RPG's, games
After two LARP sessions and two games I am sitting here in the student center at Rice awake due to the magic of caffeine. We LARP’d last night until around 5am at the Cthulu larp. It was a bit convoluted but I did manage to live and have one sanity left at the point they called the game. I have to admit it at that point had degraded to everyone wondering around incoherent and crazed and nothing of interest happening. I did win a prize for my costume.
I have to admit, I’ve sunk a lot of money into garb for someone who lives on a boat and has limited space and cash for such things. I don’t know what it is about the perception that Steampunk garb must include a set of goggles. My garb had no goggles, just a nice coat and a kick ass top hat, and I had ditched the top hat and still won 2nd prize. I do have to admit, the coat kicks much boo-tay. The person with first prize had a fantastic silk blouse and cape and black Victorian skirt. She was amazing.
In other games featured at Owlcon, I played a rather mediocre Cyberpunk game with a GM who insisted on his players generating characters, my worst pet peeve concerning gaming conventions. Never do this folx, it makes the GM look like an amateur and takes valuable hours away from getting to the business of killing things. In 5 hour slots, this is very annoying to those of us who come to these things to role dice and figuratively blast stuff. I should make a note of all GM’s who have done this to me and make sure I don’t pick their games next year.
The Shadowrun game I got into was much better organized. In fact the GM was almost obsessively organized. It was a great gaming experience and I’d game with her any day.
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