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That Alumni thing was lame as hell. Nobody showed up besides 10 and 20 year grads, expectedly, but hell if I know or care about them. Hanging around with my sister is always awesome but other that than and good food and weather, it mostly blew. My sister's friend Celia's boyfriend apparently reads my LJ, and without even having met me, based uppon the LJ decided that I am "cool". If I had read my LJ and not ever met myself, I would think that I am a massive geek who probably has no life/frinds. Then again, I don't read my LJ and I usually don't remember what the hell I write in it.
Alex and (preferably)/or ZEB: Start looking for schedule holes to slot SWLARP development in. I want this thing done in 4 weeks. By then I should be expecting a nasty response from the legal dept. of Lucasarts or ultimate praise for my genious and that of the development team if Fate blesses this venture. We have 5 distinct goals, most of the rest falls on my head. 1: complete the rulebook and EDIT/FORMAT the damn thing (this includes getting one nice coppy printed and bound). 2: Write a monster book. 3: Fully develop the setting (this includes a Crestbane timeline). 4: Write plot for the first event. 5: Last and, well, acctually least, make a standard item list. I will make phys reps and tabbards. I will buy make-up. I have secured some capital for rubber band gun investment. I will finish statting weapons and armor. I will work on the DSCC, though ZEB should provide significant input. I will look for and secure a game site (you and ZEB are welcome to help in this regard). I will work on advertisement, but mostly not until the first game is scheduled.
4 WEEKS. 4 WEEKS is now the deadline. I appreciate the assistance that you, ZEB, and Ryan and so willing to provide. I appreciate it more than I can articulate.
Anyone else reading this: Put "The Cresbane Chronicles" A Star Wars Live Action Role Playing Game on the brain. Tell your friends, tell your neighbors, tell your dog, tell your grandmother's 10,000 cats, tell your most hated nemesis, tell one random person on the street with a gaming book or a Star Wars T-shirt. To my knowledge, this will be one of the only Star Wars boffer LARP in the country, though I am looking into the esxistance of others (they must be assimilated or destroyed). This is a golden opportunity to boffer LARP in a Star Wars Sci-Fi/Fantasy setting. Play a Rodian spice smuggler, play a Trandoshan acountant who synthesizes black market neurotoxins, play a Wookiee Dark Jedi who destroyed to spirit of 6 aging tribal leaders to gain power over the Force, play a mysterious, eyeless Miraluka bounty hunter and Force adept, play a Squib tinker and junk salesman, play a Human diplomat with political ambition and hold out up his sleeve, play a Sullustan forrest commando, play a Kel Dor gambler who spins a blaster 10 times better than he can shoot it, play almost anything you want. 19 races, 5 classes to prioritize, over 1,000 class/profession/race combinations and STILL an easy, player-friendly rules system that you can become proficient with in an afternoon. Shoot your buddy with a rubber band gun and watch his character crumple to the ground. Whack your boss with a foam lightsaber and flood his mind with terror using knowledge of the Force. Sit on your happy, business savvy ass and watch the credits roll in as you finance and outfit a gang of sleezy cutthroats that carry out your every command. Run a trendy cantina on a rustic, factionalized world that lies on the edge of unknown space. You aren't rolling dice, you aren't throwing chops, you aren't arguing with someone about how you can hide that submachine gun under your imaginary trenchcoat...you are out there in your fucking costume, participating in a heart-pounding, real-time role playing experience that leaves you begging for one more hour of ass kicking. You can play with people who love the genre and genuinely love the game that they are playing. This is the ultimate in immersive role playing. Be there, do it, and love it.
You don't know role playing until you've scrapped mud off of your boots with a gold coin, until you've whipped sweat off of your forehead after chasing a fleeing scout for a half mile before you dropped him with a dagger in the back and cut his throat so your army's position wouldn't be compromised, until you've crushed your hat rolling to the ground avoiding a volley of sudden fire, until you've had to kick back your chair, grab a knife off of the table, and spit out a mouthful of bacon because 8 guys just blew off the doors to the tavern you were having breakfast in, until you run back into a fight outnumbered and outgunned to defend a dying comrade, hoping that you'll live just long enough to let your medic drag him away, until you've kneeled for two minutes in the rain waiting for your lord to recognize your presence, until you've thrown down a pouch heavy with money to pay for an overpriced necklace so that everyone can see that you've cornered the market on iron ore, until you've counted the seconds it takes for your guards to arrest, declare judgement on, and execute a commoner who innadvertantly slandered your name. Boffer LARPing is IT. There is a reason why most games only have to offer free admission to first timers if they want to expand their player base.
Alex and (preferably)/or ZEB: Start looking for schedule holes to slot SWLARP development in. I want this thing done in 4 weeks. By then I should be expecting a nasty response from the legal dept. of Lucasarts or ultimate praise for my genious and that of the development team if Fate blesses this venture. We have 5 distinct goals, most of the rest falls on my head. 1: complete the rulebook and EDIT/FORMAT the damn thing (this includes getting one nice coppy printed and bound). 2: Write a monster book. 3: Fully develop the setting (this includes a Crestbane timeline). 4: Write plot for the first event. 5: Last and, well, acctually least, make a standard item list. I will make phys reps and tabbards. I will buy make-up. I have secured some capital for rubber band gun investment. I will finish statting weapons and armor. I will work on the DSCC, though ZEB should provide significant input. I will look for and secure a game site (you and ZEB are welcome to help in this regard). I will work on advertisement, but mostly not until the first game is scheduled.
4 WEEKS. 4 WEEKS is now the deadline. I appreciate the assistance that you, ZEB, and Ryan and so willing to provide. I appreciate it more than I can articulate.
Anyone else reading this: Put "The Cresbane Chronicles" A Star Wars Live Action Role Playing Game on the brain. Tell your friends, tell your neighbors, tell your dog, tell your grandmother's 10,000 cats, tell your most hated nemesis, tell one random person on the street with a gaming book or a Star Wars T-shirt. To my knowledge, this will be one of the only Star Wars boffer LARP in the country, though I am looking into the esxistance of others (they must be assimilated or destroyed). This is a golden opportunity to boffer LARP in a Star Wars Sci-Fi/Fantasy setting. Play a Rodian spice smuggler, play a Trandoshan acountant who synthesizes black market neurotoxins, play a Wookiee Dark Jedi who destroyed to spirit of 6 aging tribal leaders to gain power over the Force, play a mysterious, eyeless Miraluka bounty hunter and Force adept, play a Squib tinker and junk salesman, play a Human diplomat with political ambition and hold out up his sleeve, play a Sullustan forrest commando, play a Kel Dor gambler who spins a blaster 10 times better than he can shoot it, play almost anything you want. 19 races, 5 classes to prioritize, over 1,000 class/profession/race combinations and STILL an easy, player-friendly rules system that you can become proficient with in an afternoon. Shoot your buddy with a rubber band gun and watch his character crumple to the ground. Whack your boss with a foam lightsaber and flood his mind with terror using knowledge of the Force. Sit on your happy, business savvy ass and watch the credits roll in as you finance and outfit a gang of sleezy cutthroats that carry out your every command. Run a trendy cantina on a rustic, factionalized world that lies on the edge of unknown space. You aren't rolling dice, you aren't throwing chops, you aren't arguing with someone about how you can hide that submachine gun under your imaginary trenchcoat...you are out there in your fucking costume, participating in a heart-pounding, real-time role playing experience that leaves you begging for one more hour of ass kicking. You can play with people who love the genre and genuinely love the game that they are playing. This is the ultimate in immersive role playing. Be there, do it, and love it.
You don't know role playing until you've scrapped mud off of your boots with a gold coin, until you've whipped sweat off of your forehead after chasing a fleeing scout for a half mile before you dropped him with a dagger in the back and cut his throat so your army's position wouldn't be compromised, until you've crushed your hat rolling to the ground avoiding a volley of sudden fire, until you've had to kick back your chair, grab a knife off of the table, and spit out a mouthful of bacon because 8 guys just blew off the doors to the tavern you were having breakfast in, until you run back into a fight outnumbered and outgunned to defend a dying comrade, hoping that you'll live just long enough to let your medic drag him away, until you've kneeled for two minutes in the rain waiting for your lord to recognize your presence, until you've thrown down a pouch heavy with money to pay for an overpriced necklace so that everyone can see that you've cornered the market on iron ore, until you've counted the seconds it takes for your guards to arrest, declare judgement on, and execute a commoner who innadvertantly slandered your name. Boffer LARPing is IT. There is a reason why most games only have to offer free admission to first timers if they want to expand their player base.