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New Work Opportunities - Corrosive Shame
Therapy for Life
kneeshooter
kneeshooter
New Work Opportunities
I suspect that title would have been better as an optimistic subtitle for the last post.

The weekend was of course NWO. I had a great time. The writers are jolly fine and I appreciate the efforts of everyone else to NPC for me (as the centre of the world). I'm now going to muse on it and may sound ungrateful (for no other reason than the aura of sarcasm mentioned below) - that is not my intention.

Like pretty much everyone else there I am Not Without Opinions on the game, the players and the hobby as a whole. After the first game of the current cycle happened without me, I had a moment of bluntness and emailed this chap called Ian Andrews and said something along the lines of "I hear you are great, I would like to be your friend" in order to get an "in" to the LRP elite and persevered until I felt I Now Was One. Those roads led to Thebes (looking a bit like Surrey), then to Transylvania (a bit like Nottinghamshire) and finally Rome and Constantinople (close to the most expensive school in Staffordshire to get broadband to).

There was a game. I had fun, I stopped having fun, I started having fun again, I won. Admittedly I didn't have to do anything to win, but still it was nice in itself. I fail to see how a brief for the "Cleverest Man in the World" could not have been written just for me, but still... I caused some trouble, I goaded some people and I watched the value of my stock rise despite no having no moustache to twiddle.

At the start of last year I started keeping a list of "nice things people said about me", because I've Never Written One and kept being accused of only remembering the bad things people say (which is in itself nearly as good!). It never got very long, but the strangest people kept turning up on it - and I hope some even meant to compliment me. After Saturday night there were a couple of more lines to add, which was both unexpected and welcome. I shall note them here and you can all laugh at me.
  • Someone, who does a fine maniac, said the look on my face was suitably manic and intense. I approve.

  • Some people, who I respect greatly, said I played a previous game particularly well. I kind of disagree, but will take the compliments anyway.

  • Someone who I still don't quite get, said I was difficult to please. It was actually what he said after that that I rate as especially nice, but it's somehow a little bit personal for a public forum. And no - I do not mean rude.

  • I was also pleased to get positive support for the Netherlands Work Offer. At least, I hope people weren't just trying to get me out of the country.
The biggest mistake I made was forgetting the rule "This is not yours. You have no right to it. You may or may not be entrusted with it. Live with it.". I knew the rule - but I forget it for a couple of hours on Saturday morning which was Not Wise Ok? Things did get massively, massively better thankfully, adding thanks to wulfboy to those that Naturally Were Owed to immerwahr. I can't help mentioning a few more things, some of which I shouldn't say - but heh!
  • Nerves are Universal; Fear is Commonplace. Overcoming this is part of the game. Not overcoming this is a shame.

  • Endings are important. Conclusions are important. Not knowing, but only guessing when there exists in some warped sense the possibility of an absolute truth, is really, really infuriating.

  • Understanding what people want to play is important, however there is a trap of trying too much to please at the cost of vision. Not that any of the Nice Writer Outfit necessarily fell into it, but I know I could.

  • I really do have a sincerity problem. Honest. It's an entire Parma Sincerity or maybe even a Regio.

  • I have my finger on the pulse of LARPers. Or at least what they are bitching about. Walking into a room, then guessing second time the subject of the bitching and mirth was just kinda freaky - especially as it had little to do with the context of the rest of the weekend.
I was left with a renewed enthusiasm for something that can, at least vaguely be called LRP. There were a number of people I want to see more of; a number of lives I want to enjoy; a number of people I want to be. I am however of increasingly low tolerance for some parts of the hobby. I suspect it's the calling sharply into focus of what I do with my freetime. Mostly I was reminded of barrettyman's Russian game - the only weekend of my life that I recall in Black and White rather than colour. It was hard, dry, pretty humourless but looking back - exceptional. And I want to do more like it.

This of course has left me in the rather unfortunate position where I am considering running some. It will of course never happen, but just in case someone wants to take notes here's a list of possible "dinner party LARP/Freeform/ElitistExclusiveHybrid"...
  • Robin & Marian - Old Soldiers, after all none of us are getting younger and the mail shirts will need letting out in no time at all

  • Downfall/Wannsee Conference - Surely this is obvious?

  • Threads - Inside the Civil Defence bunker under Sheffield

  • Fight Club

  • A Clockwork Orange

  • 51st State - Guantanamo Bay-style game with two games in one - one for the guards and another for the inmates
I suspect they won't be nice, won't have much humour in them (other than that which is blacker than the night/my soul/delete as applicable) and no-one will want to come. But in my head there are great things trying to get out.

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ikkleblacktruck From: ikkleblacktruck Date: May 17th, 2006 06:32 am (UTC) (Link)
Robin & Marian!
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kneeshooter From: kneeshooter Date: May 18th, 2006 02:48 pm (UTC) (Link)
That would be an interesting variation.
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mrssshhh From: mrssshhh Date: May 17th, 2006 08:06 am (UTC) (Link)
Threads? Dear god. That would possibly be the grimmest freeform ever.

An idea worthy of a roleplaying Finn.
invisible_al From: invisible_al Date: May 17th, 2006 08:34 am (UTC) (Link)
Special fun if everyone is dying of radiation poisoning :)
quondam From: quondam Date: May 17th, 2006 08:38 am (UTC) (Link)
It's like those Grange Hill kids said

Just Say No
toxicpixie From: toxicpixie Date: May 17th, 2006 09:30 am (UTC) (Link)
All of the first three make go a bit wibbly and start dribbling in lust...

Nathan, the Toxic Pixie
yapman From: yapman Date: May 17th, 2006 09:54 am (UTC) (Link)
You were far from alone in being slightly vexed on Saturday morning about that, unfortunately.

Still, it was fun to be right about you, if for the wrong reasons ...
kneeshooter From: kneeshooter Date: May 17th, 2006 09:58 am (UTC) (Link)
My point, as I raised in the post - wasn't so much that I "was bothered" than I "allowed myself to become bothered".

If that makes sense.
yapman From: yapman Date: May 17th, 2006 10:19 am (UTC) (Link)
Well yes, I get that.

For me it was a "What? Arse. Oh well, move on" moment ...

Others seemed slightly less sanguine, I wasn't that bothered, except for the sudden absence of someone to struggle against, but I did want to know what would have happened.
lsowersby From: lsowersby Date: May 17th, 2006 11:17 am (UTC) (Link)
"I suspect they won't be nice, won't have much humour in them (other than that which is blacker than the night/my soul/delete as applicable)"

Sounds like the sort of thing my hubby would love.

And I might rather enjoy too
kneeshooter From: kneeshooter Date: May 17th, 2006 11:44 am (UTC) (Link)
I suspect more people might actually be interested than would admit to be interested.

But we shall see how long my enthusiasm lasts.
velvet_the_cat From: velvet_the_cat Date: May 17th, 2006 05:29 pm (UTC) (Link)
"I suspect they won't be nice, won't have much humour in them (other than that which is blacker than the night/my soul/delete as applicable)..."

Knowing my man, I think it's safe to count us both in on the interested list...
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