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Thank christ that's over.

I've never been so wasted after a con in my life - I was having issues understanding what people were saying to me because I was just too tired to comprehend. Sorry if I was a bit snarky at people - the last thing I want to deal with after a con is loud (male) role-players yelling to get people's attention. After dealing with creativity leeches for four days, my patience gets a bit thin.

I noticed a disturbing amount of player attitude (rather, 'Tude) this year and I didn't want to have to deal with it, but being the polite push-over than I am I think I bore it as well as I could. But I was very, very close to telling a few people that I was doing this for free, on my time, and was getting nothing back for it - and quite frankly, if people are going to treat me like a slow waiter they will not get good service.

That aside, the game seemed to be largely well recieved. The ever well endowed matcha_pocky told me that it was probably the best game that I've written that she has played, which I was flattered by. I also got into a conversation after the con with a young kid called Simon Boot who really, really surprised me. Keep your eyes on him, folks, I suspect he'ii become a really, really good GM in a few years time.

So another Arcon has come and gone, and I've promised publically that I won't be running con games from about 2 years due to my PhD. This makes me a little sad, like I've come to the end of an era, but on the other hand I'm glad I can finally take a rest. Rather, the rest will finally take me. The ideas for games won't stop coming, I assure you (having the plots for five con modules already churning in my mind at the moment). My fear is that I'll get out of practice and become shit at it, but I suppose that's what regular games are for...

Anyway, in two years I shall come back as Doctor with a lot of finely honed plans. Until then, I have my current phone-sex worker voice (too much yelling at the con) to keep my company, a massive chip on my shoulder (as if you didn't know), and a whole lot of blocks of wood out there that I feel I need to vie for.


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Jan. 26th, 2004 03:41 pm (UTC)
Bah! It is like riding a bike! You will remember. And you will angst, and rant and rave, and in the end, have a good time doing it all.

Sorry I did not get time to give you more than a tummy tickle as we flew past each other like ships in the night! Cons can do that, though ;^)
Jan. 26th, 2004 03:57 pm (UTC)
I had a quick chat with him at the post-con drinks, too. He struck me as a really bright guy. I hope he's not another in the series of really neat people you find at one con, then never see again.

He said your game had really made his con. :)
Jan. 26th, 2004 07:19 pm (UTC)
You didn't say anything....
... about not being a ConOrg in that time ... ;)

A number of people noted Simon, he was cool. Hopefully everyone saying "come to Conquest, you fool, you fool!" will stop him vanishing.
Jan. 26th, 2004 08:16 pm (UTC)
Re: You didn't say anything....
I think it goes without saying that I have a personality remarkably unsuited to being a ConOrg - I would swiftly become part of the problem, not the cure. For the love of all things sacred, pay heed to my words!
Jan. 26th, 2004 11:18 pm (UTC)
Re: You didn't say anything....

I could do the whiole 12 step thing and say that admitting there's is a problem is the first step to a solution, but I can't see a way of twisting it into an effective way to convince you to become one of us.

I could just be too tired

I need about another 3 months more sleep
Jan. 27th, 2004 12:06 am (UTC)
Re: You didn't say anything....
Oh, come on now, do you really need another person to get all pouty about things not going their way, having a hissy fit and leaving the Con in a huff? Because this is the only valid service I could offer as an Org.

Well, that and offering to raise money by selling photos of my panties.
Jan. 28th, 2004 09:31 pm (UTC)
Re: You didn't say anything....
*promises, promises*

besides which, we could probably raise more money auctioning off the real thing at prize-giving

especially if we tell the wargamers we are going too...

now I've just grossed myself out - need more sleep
Jan. 28th, 2004 11:23 pm (UTC)
Re: You didn't say anything....
No, seriously, I'll sell panties. True, they won't be actually worn before I sell them, but the illusion will remain.
Jan. 27th, 2004 02:18 am (UTC)
I was still talking to Simon at about 1am, leaving the end of the after-party... he'll be at Conquest, possibly with a T-shirt that says "Fanboy" on it - apparently on your advice :)

He is planning to run an Exalted game after he's played in another Con (to see how different people GM) - so Jye and I can finally play in one that someone else is running...

Operation Conquest is coming together also - the pieces are all falling into place...
Jan. 27th, 2004 02:43 am (UTC)
Would it be wrong, arrogant and highly presumptuous of me to print up some "Becka Fanboy" T-shirts? I find such a plan terribly amusing in my sleepy state...
Jan. 27th, 2004 03:05 am (UTC)
A few people have already planned to make them. You are the object of fanboy (and fangirl) attention... all you have to do is reap their glamour with no effort of your own, until you choose to drain them dry and leave their shattered husks behind you...
Jan. 27th, 2004 03:19 am (UTC)
I shall resist the sleep-deprived temptation to rattle off the names of those shattered husks I have already left behind.

But I like the idea of ravaging glsamour from people. Oh yes, yes I do. Perhaps I shall suck enough of the creative juices from those I have already trapped in my carefully laid web of inspiration that I will begin to spontaneously manifest games. Because that doesn't count as writing them...
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