The Von Show – DEAD AIR
I have a confession to make. Much like fellow HoPist and righteous dude SinSynn, I’ve had a bit of a week of it. I’ve been away from base, and my mind has been occupied with Things That Aren’t Blogging, and the long and the short of it is that it was 5.30 UK time before I even remembered that I hadn’t planned, scripted, recorded, edited or posted the Show this week. And when I did sit down to record, I realised that I had nothing useful to say about the topic that was suggesting itself to me.
I have no idea how to deal with problem players because… well, because I don’t play games with wankers. I play games with reasonable adults who can tell each other what’s going wrong with their happy fun make-pretend time. If I do end up with a wanker in the group, nature will take its course, the group will implode in four or fewer sessions, and the people who can play nicely together and want to will go off and sort out their own game. And on the rare occasions that the wanker in the group is me, I’m big enough to own it, apologise for it, and either put myself in check or leave the game.
All well and good, but it doesn’t make for an interesting, informative or long column.
Anyway, it’s too dark for my webcam to get any sort of decent image recorded, the cat’s howling the house down because it’s ten minutes to feeding time, and I’m in a bad mood because if there’s one thing I hate, it’s flaking out, being caught between doing a bad job or no job at all, and having no-one to blame but myself for the case of affairs.
But nobody wants to hear me grumbling about how I fail at life a bit this week, SO! Here’s the deal. For one week only, I’m going to break the First Rule of RPG Club. Tell me about your games, your characters, the awesome times you’re having at the gaming table. Fill this dead air with your blistering white-hot enthusiasm, and make me feel better for leaving my spare keys in the hands of Mr. Cock-Up.
In the meantime, I’m going to feed the cat, and spend the night making Vampire NPCs. Feh.