>>48748>By the end, I wanted to larp.It used to be great fun, until elitism, cliques and potheads started leaking into the hobby. Every participant did their part, paid a small fee for location rent, props and possible other stuff, constructed their weapons and character outfits, and a few enthusiastic dudes would write it all out, plan the event and make a big ol' plot roll. All just because everyone was into it. Best one I had was when the players - all 300 of them - together rented an old school out, and re-enacted a norman feast in occupied English territory. Wrestling, dueling, feasting, carousing, the works - until suddenly at the midnight bell all lights go out, and a roided-out weightlifter propped up and masqueraded as a mythical troll popped up and started throwing dudes, tables and latrines around. All 300 people in a barely-contained chaotic panic. Bones were broken, property damaged, somebody lost his front teeth, and all in all everyone had a hell of a fun weekend.
Sorry about the off-topic though, I'll sage for it.
