Back in April, I sat down with three college friends, Alejo, Cecilia and Edson, to play Vincent Baker’s Murderous Ghosts for the first time.
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A brief recap of the bad times I had at conventions, getting really close at completing a record of all the times I've roleplayed. I could call this "It sucked every time I didn't play Call of Cthulhu."
I’ll begin by contradicting the title and admitting there was this one time it did suck. I’ll talk about it for a bit, then move onto all the other ones. Three sessions total. By the time we’re over, between the previous posts and this one I will have reflected on half the times I roleplayed in my life.
And the one time I sort of, kinda, did. I wonder what I did differently.
When I was a 10 year old child, I tried to gamemaster a few Toon games with my classmates during recess, but I could never get it to work. Barring that, the following is an account of my first time roleplaying, and certainly the first time that I participated as a player.