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jchrisobrien) wrote2002-09-05 05:19 pm
jchrisobrien) wrote2002-09-05 05:19 pm
Saturday: To the Con, all engines full!
It's a Saturday evening, in Atlanta Georgia. I'm wearing most of my Ritual Designs outfit, the vinyl creaks softly as I raise the bottle to my lips. The vodka and fruit punch goes down smoothly, a little strong but the edge is already dulled by the buzzing I feel. Next to me on a table there's a stack of Scissorkiss Cd's that slowly disappear as conventions guests move to and from the Bella Morte concert. The overwhelming presence of the convention is everywhere: a multitude of voices clamoring around me, costumed mutants of every stripe slumped against walls, walking arm in arm, taking pictures. Another woman asks if she can have her picture taken with me. I grin, stand up, and oblige.
After barely staggering out of bed, Fudjo and I make it to our next card tournament on time: a booster draft from the new Camarilla edition. Drafts put everyone on equal footing: you pass around packs of cards, building your deck on the fly. Some people take it to extremes, drafting cards they won't use just so their opponents don't get them. I concentrate on building a good deck idea. I plan on playing two rounds, then going to a vampire LARP starting around noon. As I near the end of my second game, I'm looking like I might get into the finals with Ventrue/Tremere combat deck I've pieced together. Then I find out the tournament is three rounds, not two. The LARP looks less and less likely. By the time my three rounds are finished. I have three table wins and 10 VP, once again I've finished highest of all the competitors. I blow the LARP off, play the final round, and end up in third place.
Now, this luck is spectacular and unheard of for me, for those of you who've read about my gaming tribulations before. Two card tournaments, two first seat finishes, second and third place. I decide to skip the tournament tomorrow in favor of going to the LARP. I chow down at the food court, head upstairs for a nap and a quick clothing change, and descend into the maelstrom again....
The bottle is almost empty, and Belle Morte is letting out. The remaining Scissorkiss vanish, and I chat with some girls dressed as characters from the Danger Girl comics. Then the chairs are cleared and the 80's night dance begins. It's an early evening for me, I set my clothing out to dry at 4:12 or so, towel off, and go to sleep.
After barely staggering out of bed, Fudjo and I make it to our next card tournament on time: a booster draft from the new Camarilla edition. Drafts put everyone on equal footing: you pass around packs of cards, building your deck on the fly. Some people take it to extremes, drafting cards they won't use just so their opponents don't get them. I concentrate on building a good deck idea. I plan on playing two rounds, then going to a vampire LARP starting around noon. As I near the end of my second game, I'm looking like I might get into the finals with Ventrue/Tremere combat deck I've pieced together. Then I find out the tournament is three rounds, not two. The LARP looks less and less likely. By the time my three rounds are finished. I have three table wins and 10 VP, once again I've finished highest of all the competitors. I blow the LARP off, play the final round, and end up in third place.
Now, this luck is spectacular and unheard of for me, for those of you who've read about my gaming tribulations before. Two card tournaments, two first seat finishes, second and third place. I decide to skip the tournament tomorrow in favor of going to the LARP. I chow down at the food court, head upstairs for a nap and a quick clothing change, and descend into the maelstrom again....
The bottle is almost empty, and Belle Morte is letting out. The remaining Scissorkiss vanish, and I chat with some girls dressed as characters from the Danger Girl comics. Then the chairs are cleared and the 80's night dance begins. It's an early evening for me, I set my clothing out to dry at 4:12 or so, towel off, and go to sleep.
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