gadgets, on Mar 12 2010, 04:27 AM, said:
ohhh what happened sounds interessting lol

Let me think about it for a minute...okay.
So the story goes: I'm attending Montana's one and ONLY convention for any kind (combination sci-fi/gaming/anime con) back in the late 1990s. Vampire the Masquerade was at the height of its popularity then--you know, the game that briefly ignited the "gamers are devil worshipers" meme that was so popular in the 1980s, when some idiots who played the game started digging up corpses and acting like they were really vampires. (Today, this would simply be put down to Twilight fans.) I played Vampire (still do), but I didn't go to the extreme of LARPers.
LARP--Live Action Role-Playing--is basically taking gaming to the next level, where you become your character as much as you can. You dress as the character, talk like them, and act out your character's actions instead of just throwing some dice or
drawing their picture. The only thing that isn't allowed is actual combat, since people get killed that way and the gaming industry didn't need any more bad press. It's pretty harmless fun, kind of a combination of cosplay and gaming, though I prefer to keep the two separate.
Where I lived though, the LARPers took themselves way too seriously. If you weren't in the game, they refused to discuss it with you. And they were worse at cons. They came up to a friend of mine--who wasn't even in the LARP--and demanded he tell them what he knew, because "you're Dominated (i.e. hypnotized) and you must tell me." My friend laughed and gave them the finger. The LARPer was actually stunned--mortals can't do that to 9th generation Toreadors!
This sort of idiot behavior escalated until we, the con's Battletech players, decided to take revenge. So on the last night of the con--when the vampires had their big conclave to discuss "secret clan business"--we sat opposite the door of the conclave (in the hotel's convention center), and began sharpening pencils with penknives. In the LARP (or at least the one that was run at the con), pencils represented stakes. We would just smile at the vampires and continue slowly sharpening the pencils. Occasionally, when someone who really took their vampire cosplay to the limits, we would huddle together, whisper nonsensically, and look over our shoulders at the vampire in question...and smile some more.
We heard later that the LARPers were absolutely convinced we were a group of vampire hunters who had been sent in to kill them all--in game, of course. The fact that we never actually entered the conclave, nor talked to the "vampires," only made them more paranoid. Apparently, the people who were running the LARP had no idea what the players were talking about.
The harrassment of non-LARPers ended after that, because they could never be sure which ones were players and which ones weren't. The LARPs stopped at the con soon after that.
Ben Da Mad Irishman
"And there was great rejoicing"