Maelstrom
So, Maelstrom.
I really like the system, the game world, the colony and group in which I play and I have a lot of fun playing my character. All that. Yeah great.
I had a really shit weekend.
Not because I was supplanted as group leader - I'd announced two events ago that I'd be standing down and inviting others to stand against my re-election. I'm quite happy for someone else to wrangle the Lower City.
Not because the election was actually hurriedly forced through at the July event at which I wasn't present - That's all Game, the culprit characters have always been a pair of bastards and I'll actually take it as respect that they preferred not to compete directly.
What really fucks me off is that no-one involved thought to mention it to me until an hour or two after Time In.
So, after I've done all the stuff that goes with being group leader like requesting a tent, organising the group food and securing tables and benches, after buying a new stove (that I don't personally need) because "that'll be great for the Lower City", after managing to get transport for twice as much group kit as my necessary personal kit and after I've given building and dressing the Lower City higher priority than dressing my own tent someone finally gets round to telling me that my character isn't group leader any longer, hasn't been since the last event and that everyone had thought someone else would actually tell me.
So, with my keen well and truly ripped out of me, I spent Friday evening trying hard not to spit my dummy by packing all my cooking gear away again, trying to sort out which of my many negative feelings were IC and which were OOC. Saturday wasn't much better, so after a while I donned a yellow armband to spend a couple of hours taking pictures then sat quietly in my tent for another couple of hours.
It's very strange to realise that, for all you are really enjoying a character, want to keep playing him and could absolutely go out into the game and find something else to do, the only 'next' thing that makes sense for his story so far, his drives, values and personality means retiring him.
With at least some kind of forward impetus, then, I rejoined the action and actually had some fun on Saturday evening. (Though I did blow up once or twice at people, it was never unjustified).
My keen was spent again by Sunday, however. I thought about volunteering to crew, but decided to take some more camera time instead since the light was good, but eventually got bored enough of that to hand my camera to someone else and go start packing. This meant I was present OOC when several tents were IC ransacked, but really only had a feeling of 'meh' and only paid attention to make sure that a friend's kit was respected as they went through his tent.
Best thing about the event (also possibly the oddest)? Discovering that someone I used to share a house with ten years ago does exquisite Tudor blackwork, is plying it as an IC trade and that I can therefore get my work kit authentically done for play money. I guess all my IC coinage has to go somewhere...
I really like the system, the game world, the colony and group in which I play and I have a lot of fun playing my character. All that. Yeah great.
I had a really shit weekend.
Not because I was supplanted as group leader - I'd announced two events ago that I'd be standing down and inviting others to stand against my re-election. I'm quite happy for someone else to wrangle the Lower City.
Not because the election was actually hurriedly forced through at the July event at which I wasn't present - That's all Game, the culprit characters have always been a pair of bastards and I'll actually take it as respect that they preferred not to compete directly.
What really fucks me off is that no-one involved thought to mention it to me until an hour or two after Time In.
So, after I've done all the stuff that goes with being group leader like requesting a tent, organising the group food and securing tables and benches, after buying a new stove (that I don't personally need) because "that'll be great for the Lower City", after managing to get transport for twice as much group kit as my necessary personal kit and after I've given building and dressing the Lower City higher priority than dressing my own tent someone finally gets round to telling me that my character isn't group leader any longer, hasn't been since the last event and that everyone had thought someone else would actually tell me.
So, with my keen well and truly ripped out of me, I spent Friday evening trying hard not to spit my dummy by packing all my cooking gear away again, trying to sort out which of my many negative feelings were IC and which were OOC. Saturday wasn't much better, so after a while I donned a yellow armband to spend a couple of hours taking pictures then sat quietly in my tent for another couple of hours.
It's very strange to realise that, for all you are really enjoying a character, want to keep playing him and could absolutely go out into the game and find something else to do, the only 'next' thing that makes sense for his story so far, his drives, values and personality means retiring him.
With at least some kind of forward impetus, then, I rejoined the action and actually had some fun on Saturday evening. (Though I did blow up once or twice at people, it was never unjustified).
My keen was spent again by Sunday, however. I thought about volunteering to crew, but decided to take some more camera time instead since the light was good, but eventually got bored enough of that to hand my camera to someone else and go start packing. This meant I was present OOC when several tents were IC ransacked, but really only had a feeling of 'meh' and only paid attention to make sure that a friend's kit was respected as they went through his tent.
Best thing about the event (also possibly the oddest)? Discovering that someone I used to share a house with ten years ago does exquisite Tudor blackwork, is plying it as an IC trade and that I can therefore get my work kit authentically done for play money. I guess all my IC coinage has to go somewhere...