[Gaming] Gencon
Sep. 1st, 2008 03:12 pmOne thing which I forget is that antibiotics do strange things to my brain. None so bad as Flucloxacillin, which gives me hallucinations*, but any of the damn things make me act a little strangely - so it was unfortunate that I got a dental abcess two days before GenCon and spent the entire time I was there hopped up on 3000mg a day of a cocktail of drugs and painkillers. This resulted in me wandering over to
angusabranson in the bar at 2am on Sunday morning and woozily telling him that GenCon would be so much better if he ran it...only to discover that he was standing next to one of the actual GenCon organisers. Ah, embarrassment all round.
Anyway, the short version was that despite my drug-addled brain, Reginald Jeeves and the Lost Ark seemed to run very well, concluding with Hitler in a suit of power armour falling out of the back of an airship over the Atlantic in the arms of the blazing mummy of Imhotep the Undying One.
So a win all round there, I think.
It's been three years since I sat down and wrote/ran anything of that scale and I was very nervous indeed - possibly this was a side effect of the crack sloshing round in my veins, but I do feel more confident about writing stuff again and I spent about an hour after the game jotting down ideas for things like Bertie Wooster and the Temple of Doom so who knows?
Anyway, GenCon was good fun, possibly because I spent more time playing and less time organising in previous years (one thing that became clear is that the Saturday night vampire is more trouble than it is worth, so I shan't be running that again), and I'm seroiusly considering going back next year.
This post brought to you by Erythrocin, Metronidazole and Nurofen. Mmm, drugs.
*Which once put me in bed for three days thinking 'Gosh, I wonder what could be giving me these intense hallucinations? Oh! time for another tablet'
Anyway, the short version was that despite my drug-addled brain, Reginald Jeeves and the Lost Ark seemed to run very well, concluding with Hitler in a suit of power armour falling out of the back of an airship over the Atlantic in the arms of the blazing mummy of Imhotep the Undying One.
So a win all round there, I think.
It's been three years since I sat down and wrote/ran anything of that scale and I was very nervous indeed - possibly this was a side effect of the crack sloshing round in my veins, but I do feel more confident about writing stuff again and I spent about an hour after the game jotting down ideas for things like Bertie Wooster and the Temple of Doom so who knows?
Anyway, GenCon was good fun, possibly because I spent more time playing and less time organising in previous years (one thing that became clear is that the Saturday night vampire is more trouble than it is worth, so I shan't be running that again), and I'm seroiusly considering going back next year.
This post brought to you by Erythrocin, Metronidazole and Nurofen. Mmm, drugs.
*Which once put me in bed for three days thinking 'Gosh, I wonder what could be giving me these intense hallucinations? Oh! time for another tablet'
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Date: 2008-09-01 02:36 pm (UTC)I heard it was a fantastic game, good show sir!
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Date: 2008-09-01 02:51 pm (UTC)Might it be Amoxicillin then? One of the two gives me hallucinations, though, I kid you not.
*Provided it's a girl. Mmmm, girls.
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Date: 2008-09-01 04:02 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-09-01 04:16 pm (UTC)Huzzah!
It could not have gone any better- such serendipity to allow Hitler run into the mummy like that LOL.
So sorry I could not return to congratulate you with frivolity on Saturday, but after checking with the heirs of British Rail as to a sudden increase in repairs placing time upon my journey*, I decided it would be much better to get going earlier Saturday morning.
And then discovering that I did not have a number for you was a bit naff!
Still, joy and more joy all around- win game, having someone tell me that Charlie Chaplin should be in a movie called 'Back... to the future...' about a lovable tramp who stows away in an airship and it travels forward in time...
*Dear Sir- despite what it says on our timetable- we lied. We are currently repairing old railway stock. You are screwed. Please, add four hours to your journey time. See if we care. And do not give me any lip sonny...
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Date: 2008-09-02 08:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-01 05:30 pm (UTC)Didn't know that you were heading this way we could have met up.....
Perhaps next year
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Date: 2008-09-02 09:54 am (UTC)Yes! Do "Bertie Wooster and the temple of doom". I'll start making the flyers now.
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Date: 2008-09-02 09:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-02 09:56 am (UTC)That's what I was told anyway - we must have assumed it was nitroclycerine or something. It certinly got me hurling crates out the door as quickly as possible - that is until albert einsten dressed as a mummy jumps out of one!
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Date: 2008-09-02 09:57 am (UTC)This sort of thing happens more than you might think.
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Date: 2008-09-02 12:00 pm (UTC)Very few were...
Date: 2008-09-02 12:13 pm (UTC)