Lessons from an Ars Magica table-top… A Kingdom-sim. Immersionist-simulationist in style.
John Shockley points out he is old, and has been lrping for 32 years, outside the UK for the last two and a half….
Just before that, I was writing this just outside the lift and had an interesting chat with a historian, Ragnhild Hutchison. She underlined a thing not to forget for Wing and a Prayer – make our big departures from history nice and clear in the de-brief, so all the folk there know what was real in the game, and what wasn’t. What’s close to re-enactment, and what’s departure from history to make a better experience. Which is a useful reminder.
And we talked about rituals, and learning from larp, and how you can use it as a tool to understand other people.
And she pondered why they were no larps about parenthood, and I got to froth about how Empire treats its young citizens-to-be, about how much Bill enjoys the Academy and how that works, and how young larpers at Empire are simply – IC – characters who are younger.
So that led on to the Nordic tradition of Edu-lrp, I mentioned Game of Roses a bit, and she gave me a name of someone else to talk to tomorrow.
So it’s been pretty good here, all in all. It’s a marathon, not a sprint.
Experience design is born from commercial interests extending commodities (coffee beans), through goods (coffee grounds), to services (McCoffee), to experiences (….artisan coffee shops) to increase profits.
How does that cross to larp?
It starts. Four lightning talks.
I’ll try keep up… Even more than usual, this is going to be a half-assed attempt at liveblogging – and these words are mine, not theirs. Except occasionally, by accident. I’ve tried to keep the sense, and lose the first person cos I’m simply not confident any of this is verbatim.
They had the rights to a bit of IP which *defined* audience participation when the word participation took up to 20 seconds just to say. They had a castle.
I’ve been here 45 minutes or so, and I’ve already lost my namecard.
Another jewel plucked from Zuckerberg’s gutter, is this. Every word below here is by Sarah Cook. I read this as a more poetic articulation of “win by losing”, and all the better for it. (On that, once you’re done here, go read susanne vejdemo’s lovely “Play to lift” too.)
Something I don’t do enough of is to watch alertly while good words wander past me on Facebook, and then grab them for later linking. They’ll only end up in Zuckerberg’s content graveyard otherwise. Everything below this line is his.