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Why LARPing roxors my boxers.
LARP stands for Live Action Roleplay. Get some good friends, throw in some costumes and set the games in the woods, and you have a pretty darn good time.
So there we are, Squall Leonhart, Irvine Kinneas, and Dakken Duchane (original character), in the woods just north of Dollet, hunting down a defect Galbadian military group.
After a few rounds of "bait the new guy", we get into some combat, and find the baddies coming in from every side. Squall goes missing, presumed captured, and Dakken and I get captured by none other than Biggs... with a funny British accent.
He wants to use us to test out his new X-Rsomething-or-other mech, so after tying us to a tree and having us bludgeoned for every wisecrack, he sets us free to fend against the machine. Thankfully we had GFs, and took down the mech, and survived the shockwave of the explosion. But not until after I got stabbed pretty brutally through the shoulder. Ow.
We rescue Squall from being interrogated, and keep him from doing anything stupid while concussed, and we follow the baddies up the hills. We speculate on why they're out in the woods, and why they have air support, before we run into some more baddies and have a nifty fight on a bridge.
We get through that fine, and wander about for a while talking, until in mid sentence Squall grabs me and puts his gunblade to my throat! Apparently he'd been injected with nannites and was now mind controlled. Even worse, apparently the mech had injected me as well, and we both turned on Dakken.
Dakken thankfully is a tough sonova gun, and managed to hold his own and even Limit Break on Squall (totally sweet). He actually "killed" both of us to shut down the nannites, then revived us with magics.
In summary, a fricking awesome Larp. Can't wait to do another one. |
