Comments on: The Real and Ancient Game, part II: Less ancient, more real

By: Kiwi Chris

Kiwi Chris — Fri, 27 Mar 2009 05:54:41 +0000

I still remember that experience with bowel loosing terror.

Those 3 waves coming the hill.
THe first: everyone glancing then chatting and not worried.
THe second: people adjusting armour, quieting and getting ready.
THe third: ( as the first got ready to assault) the anxiety, the looks to either side and the fear.

absolutely sensational.

By: David Moore

David Moore — Thu, 26 Mar 2009 14:25:40 +0000

That was a beautiful day.

But the part of the Blood Queen campaign I remember most intensely is almost a year later, in the first mission to the Soul Prison, standing among a corps of maybe one quarter the size we took to the field, certain all our friends were dead, surrounded on three sides and fenced in on the fourth, and preparing to go down fighting.

It was only when the other three-quarters of our force came in and hit one of those attacking forces from the back that we realised we weren't alone. But for a good while there, we thought we were seeing the death of our nation.

By: Paul Vicarage

Paul Vicarage — Thu, 26 Mar 2009 11:30:45 +0000

Fantastic read, would love to read more of it.

Any more installments? nothing better than reading battle accounts of larp. Love it!

By: Kajsa

Kajsa — Wed, 18 Mar 2009 17:57:57 +0000

Agress with Stuart here, still remembering that day and the terror of the endless waves of red so close to washing us all away..

By: Stuart Keen

Stuart Keen — Wed, 18 Mar 2009 09:05:41 +0000

Thank you for that glorious description Adrian.
I was stood in front of the battle line that day, knee deep in the red tide. Brings it all back wonderfully!

Larp is a little like the Territorial Army, in that for several days we go away and live another life. The Humdrum of day to day lost. No recession, no mortgage, no job beyond the task of our character or the call of the game.
4 days becomes 4 weeks.

By: Adam

Adam — Tue, 10 Mar 2009 12:08:56 +0000

"Female of the species clearly more deadly than the male?" I seem to recall a red-headed female of your acquaintance who was remarkably good with sword & dagger - tho' of course it's been a while since Reading's swordfighters got together of a sunday . . . Whatever happened to her, I wonder?

By: Norsegunn

Norsegunn — Sun, 08 Mar 2009 21:20:16 +0000

Somewhere out there is a video of that inital charge over the hill. I will try and dig it out for you.

By: Adrian Tchaikovsky

Adrian Tchaikovsky — Sat, 07 Mar 2009 19:13:54 +0000

All right, you've bludgeoned me into it with your cursed being-right-ness. The aforementioned author is now aggressively neuter throughout, so I'm covering all bases.

By: Martin

Martin — Sat, 07 Mar 2009 08:23:47 +0000

Ms Parker is still Mr Parker in the footnotes. [/pedant]

By: The Oxford Girl

The Oxford Girl — Fri, 06 Mar 2009 15:06:55 +0000

I don't know, I've been reliably informed by Rumours On The Internets that all us girls are good for is wearing ballgowns and healing the wounded.

AFK to fetch more paint stripper and polish up my new steel cuirass…