Yay Stories!
Since everyone is telling their favorite Larp-meets-real-world stories, I have a little gem to share:
I used to play in an indie larp held at the student union of UMASS Amherst. One evening, while we're having an impromptu Toreador clan meeting, a well dressed guy sits down and starts listening. Thinking he's a new player, someone turns to him and, with RPS fist out, says "I'm determined to read your aura." The look that was given in reply was simply priceless.
I used to play in an indie larp held at the student union of UMASS Amherst. One evening, while we're having an impromptu Toreador clan meeting, a well dressed guy sits down and starts listening. Thinking he's a new player, someone turns to him and, with RPS fist out, says "I'm determined to read your aura." The look that was given in reply was simply priceless.