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oakenguyI find myself contemplating karaoke. PERFORMING karaoke.
Which is another way of saying that Vericon can do very, very strange things to a person.
Random notes, for my brain is still scattered:
I blundered into the Karaoke room. Folks, this was geek karaoke, and it was a beautiful thing to watch. The Buffy Musical, Weird Al Yankovic, almost anything ever performed by a Muppet...the high point might have been reached when two women dressed in very good Final Fantasy costumes sang a song making fun of Final Fantasy geeks. Everyone in the room knowing most of the words, dancing in their seats, even filling in harmony in certain spots...it was oddly heart-warming.
The Decepticon LARP. It is amazingly fun playing an evil, stupid, egocentric guy. (And easy. I don't want to think about what this says about me).
Sample exchange:
Autobot Spy: We need you to sign this! (slaps paper down in front of me)
My character: Ahhh...what is it?
Spy: It's something only the most important people are allowed to sign!
My character: Ha-ha-ha!! Finally you weaklings realize my true worth around here!!! (starts to sign as 'Skywarp the Important', but then we get interrupted so my signature just reads 'Skywarp the Impo')
This sort of behavior led the Invisible Assassin character, who was a Social Darwinist, to conclude that I was a worthless drain who should be culled to improve the breed. I got blown up 10 times, and spent the second part of the game in full-blown twitchy-Blair Witch-'I'm so sorry!' mode. Which was also a hoot.
Having an improv class in the middle of the weekend, in between two LARPs, made me realize how much alike the two things are. (I know, no real brainstorm here). I'm not sure if it was post-'supernatural high school' larp adrenaline, or caffeine, or (heavens help me) that I'm actually *good* at something, but I've never, ever gotten a reaction to physical comedy like I did this class. It could get addictive. :)
Which is another way of saying that Vericon can do very, very strange things to a person.
Random notes, for my brain is still scattered:
I blundered into the Karaoke room. Folks, this was geek karaoke, and it was a beautiful thing to watch. The Buffy Musical, Weird Al Yankovic, almost anything ever performed by a Muppet...the high point might have been reached when two women dressed in very good Final Fantasy costumes sang a song making fun of Final Fantasy geeks. Everyone in the room knowing most of the words, dancing in their seats, even filling in harmony in certain spots...it was oddly heart-warming.
The Decepticon LARP. It is amazingly fun playing an evil, stupid, egocentric guy. (And easy. I don't want to think about what this says about me).
Sample exchange:
Autobot Spy: We need you to sign this! (slaps paper down in front of me)
My character: Ahhh...what is it?
Spy: It's something only the most important people are allowed to sign!
My character: Ha-ha-ha!! Finally you weaklings realize my true worth around here!!! (starts to sign as 'Skywarp the Important', but then we get interrupted so my signature just reads 'Skywarp the Impo')
This sort of behavior led the Invisible Assassin character, who was a Social Darwinist, to conclude that I was a worthless drain who should be culled to improve the breed. I got blown up 10 times, and spent the second part of the game in full-blown twitchy-Blair Witch-'I'm so sorry!' mode. Which was also a hoot.
Having an improv class in the middle of the weekend, in between two LARPs, made me realize how much alike the two things are. (I know, no real brainstorm here). I'm not sure if it was post-'supernatural high school' larp adrenaline, or caffeine, or (heavens help me) that I'm actually *good* at something, but I've never, ever gotten a reaction to physical comedy like I did this class. It could get addictive. :)
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Date: 2003-01-27 10:44 am (UTC)Brian, your LJ makes me wish I went to more cons. And there are few, very few, things which can make me do that.
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