One weekend of terror!
Started off normal at first. We all arrived at the youth hostel in deepest darkest Devil's Punchbowl, and promptly claimed beds/filled up the fridge with booze. We then played a game of 'spot what people are playing' with each of us taking on a role and playing it (I played a undertaker). After that we got more drunk until it was just me, Phil and John (there were about 4 Johns that weekend, got rather confusing though if you wanted someone you could just shout 'John!' and you were almost guaranteed and answer, unless it was me who would probable not hear you) talking till quite late about roleplay.
The following day, we started the roleplay game in which we played ourselves but with 'extra' bits (like some of us being evil cultists, not me though I was a good boy!). Ended with a zombie-Phil trying to batter down the door and climb in through the window to eat us while the world-saving ritual was almost performed by one of the evil guys before he was killed by another who then turned out to be also evil and more or less ended the world (we're all zombies now). The rest of the night was passed well with lots of booze, drinking games of bizarre origins and hangovers the next day.
All in all, a great weekend.
The following day, we started the roleplay game in which we played ourselves but with 'extra' bits (like some of us being evil cultists, not me though I was a good boy!). Ended with a zombie-Phil trying to batter down the door and climb in through the window to eat us while the world-saving ritual was almost performed by one of the evil guys before he was killed by another who then turned out to be also evil and more or less ended the world (we're all zombies now). The rest of the night was passed well with lots of booze, drinking games of bizarre origins and hangovers the next day.
All in all, a great weekend.