WitW - the coherent version

[luckykaa]

So lets try some WitW stuff that isn't mindless rambling. 

Arrived on the Friday.  It was cold.  It was also Hallowe'en weekend, where there's always lots of options for things to do.  And I was a little tired after a long week at work.  To be honest I wasn't all that enthused, and was wondering if I should bow out of the game.  Still, I was committed, and it is a cool setting.  Post-apocalyptic survivalist steampunk Wind In The Willows.  The Post-apocalyptic survivalist bit is what stops it from being stupid.  It adds a certain edge to Kenneth Grahame's story. Being about silly furry animals adds humour. It's a curious mixture

Wish I'd remembered a hat and gloves.  It's cold at the end of October, especially at night.  And the fires just didn't seem to fight back.  On the plus side, I had remembered I need a winter weight sleeping bag plus some extra blankets to go underneath (The ground sucks heat away).

So anyway, I became Gune.  A character I can slip into quite easily. Poor chap is somewhat confused all the time.  He chatted to the other moles, accidentally offended some stoats and had to apologise, lost the other moles, looked for them in a stoat tent and found himself surrounded by more stoats.  He carried on in a certain amount of a daze, ate lots of food, traded, got involved in some plot, discussed socialism with a hedgehog, got involved in crazy stuff and was attacked by mink.  That last bit was accidental.  Was in a tent.  Heard noises.  Looked out of the tent, got attacked by mink. The nice rabbit put a bandage around Gune's nose. Seemed suitably silly.

Suffered from a headache late on the Saturday evening.  Headaches are rare for me, but causes tend to be lack of food, lack of water, caffeine withdrawl, or stress/tiredness.  Tried food and water.  Wasn't caffeine withdrawl because I'd had plenty of Coke over the day.  Decided to turn in early, which meant I was alive on the Sunday but missed the filk carol service on Saturday evening. 

Still find the actual system a little bit of a mystery.  But since the organisers seem to as well, and are planning on rewriting it entirely, I'm not too concerned.  Diggory seems to have a disturbingly good understanding of how the system works.  We appear to have an inexhaustible supply of rabbits.  There are always more rabbits.

When it was time to pack up and wrap up I found myself needing people to froth at.  Gave a couple of stoats a lift to the station.  They had a couple of hours until their train arrived so I waited with them and frothed a bit for n hour and a half.  Discussion included Stoat downtime activities, potential new characters (I do want to play a Hedgehog archaeologist with the name Ignatious Jones- a very very meek version of Indiana Jones, the stoats were toying with the idea of work experience moles), silly ideas for the system, what to do with heaps of coal, carrots and snow and various other ideas.

So it seems I do want to play the next game even though it's kinda stressful;

Comments

[cath-er-ine.livejournal.com]

Oh my God that sounds amazing!