Flogathon II: Beating a Dead Horse

RPG system: LARP

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"I can't believe they have the nerve to run this tripe — again, no less!" Rimambor thu wurst LARP ewe hefer plied? Dubble that. No, wade — tribble that. This sucks even mowre. Lack of crossreferencing, scatalogical and offensive content, perplexing goals, inside jokes, a spellchecker that's out to lunch — this LARP has it all. Effen a bowling ball. This is, bi farr, the worst live rolepluying evint of all time. Play it — c'mon, we dare ya...

We ran it at Intercon the Thirteenth while drinking tequila and lemonade. And we'd do it again, too, with little or no provocation. Apparently our costumes have gone into the rolls of LARP legend, though we're not sure why. We figure after this game, anything else will seem quite an improvement. At a convention of monumental LARPs, why not feature one that's monumentally bad?

Scheduling note: The con scheduled this game into the Lowell room of the Hampton Inn. There was no such room.

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