In which I rediscover a truth
Jul. 14th, 2007 11:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tracker7I've read and heard many times that bad gaming is worse than no gaming. I tend to agree, and tonight was an unfortunate reminder of that.
My buddy A runs a good game. He's one of the best ambassadors this hobby has. He's one of the better players I've ever had the pleasure of running games for. About once a month, he throws an open game for his Meetup group, and for the first time in forever, I was able to go tonight. Old Gaming Buddy Jim was there, and we talked about Origins and GenCon.
And the room kept filling up. 12 players, 2nd-level D&D characters. 2 couples, one of which was plenty cool, the other not. Not-Cool Couple brought their kids - and a portable DVD player for the kids, which would have been wonderful, except they left the power cord at home. In Richmond. So, Not-Cool-Mom sets the kids up with her laptop, but the headphones from the DVD player won't work on the laptop, and OGBJim and I get the constant audio. Now, these are pretty young kids, I'd guess 6 or younger. And the game started at 7 p.m. By 9:30, they were cranky and loud. And Not-Cool response is to yell at the kids until they quiet down. Oh, and this couple? They were both Those Kind of Fans - every third comment is a (not-at-all) zany quote from a movie we'venever seen at least twelve times before.
So, yeah. Twice the number of players I'm comfortable with, plus loud kids and irritating parents (who named the boy, I swear to God, Rookwin. Rookwin. Jesus, people, give your kids real damn names, okay?). Man. I should have stayed home and wrote about Chicago or multidimensional empires originating in ancient Egypt.
Pizza was pretty good, though.
My buddy A runs a good game. He's one of the best ambassadors this hobby has. He's one of the better players I've ever had the pleasure of running games for. About once a month, he throws an open game for his Meetup group, and for the first time in forever, I was able to go tonight. Old Gaming Buddy Jim was there, and we talked about Origins and GenCon.
And the room kept filling up. 12 players, 2nd-level D&D characters. 2 couples, one of which was plenty cool, the other not. Not-Cool Couple brought their kids - and a portable DVD player for the kids, which would have been wonderful, except they left the power cord at home. In Richmond. So, Not-Cool-Mom sets the kids up with her laptop, but the headphones from the DVD player won't work on the laptop, and OGBJim and I get the constant audio. Now, these are pretty young kids, I'd guess 6 or younger. And the game started at 7 p.m. By 9:30, they were cranky and loud. And Not-Cool response is to yell at the kids until they quiet down. Oh, and this couple? They were both Those Kind of Fans - every third comment is a (not-at-all) zany quote from a movie we've
So, yeah. Twice the number of players I'm comfortable with, plus loud kids and irritating parents (who named the boy, I swear to God, Rookwin. Rookwin. Jesus, people, give your kids real damn names, okay?). Man. I should have stayed home and wrote about Chicago or multidimensional empires originating in ancient Egypt.
Pizza was pretty good, though.
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Date: 2007-07-15 10:57 am (UTC)The most recent example of player cluelessness/dickishness I've had to deal with was in my M&M game. The heroes (5 of them) were facing down a squad of big honkin' killer cyborgs. Initiative is rolled, and the results are scattered; the magician rolls a 20. Clueless Battlesuit immediately announces that he's going to spend a hero point to move to the top of the initiative order ... where he proceeds to hold his action through the entire combat. Thankfully, he dropped out before I had the chance to boot him.