An Illustrated Guide to the Strange Times
This fact of change so impressed Heraclitus, a son of a noble family in Ephesus, that he concluded that fire was the original “stuff” of which all else in the universe was made. Fire, he believed, was forever changing, never still, never the same. Since everything is constantly changing, since change is the fundamental characteristic of the universe. “You could not,” he wrote, “step twice into the same river, for other and yet other waters are ever flowing on.” There is nothing permeant, stable. Change is all that is.
We may think that we see things that do not change, Heraclitus taught, but we are fooled. If we could really see what is happening, if we had eyes powerful enough to see exactly what is happening , we would realize that even the most stable thing in the universe is actually changing all the time. The universe, then, is ruled by “strife.”(Eris)
-The Basic Teachings of the Great Philosophers S.E. Frost
I had never read Eris wrapped into Heraclitus’ EVERYTHING IS FIRE’ philosophy. I dig that, talking about Eris more as a symbol of universal continual change and upheaval, one moment transcending the next, than treating her as this specifically Greco Roman figure.
Tory MP Mike Weatherley wants those who swipe valuable items in video games to get the same sentences as burglars
First, yes, and furthermore the police should tar and pillory all those little shits on xbox live.
Secondly, I would love to read the court transcript of somebody describing the context of the in-game theft. And nobody in court getting it whatsoever. This poor guy has to repeatedly explain how he got conned out of 300k gold by a busty gnomish hooker.
I’m calling it right now, by 2050, countries go to real war over game resources. The bitcoin wars. They will reinstate the draft and send your children to fight the Horde. But not the real Horde, the actual people who play them. Or maybe just the ones in China.
A: “Jamming it off” comes from an episode of Mr Belvedere called Kevin’s Older Woman. Basically it went down like this: After a disastrous date, Kevin vows to give up women and he throws himself into his part-time job. However, one evening while working delivery, he meets an older woman whom he instantly becomes smitten with which leads to him losing his virginity, and vigorous Jamming It Off. Later, his parents are not exactly happy when they meet his new older girlfriend, and when they put their foot down, Kevin decides to move out, Jamm It Off, Juice It, and Cum In An Ass. Meanwhile, Wesley journeys into the world of semaphore to earn a scout merit badge.”
I think it’s bad in the long run to run an RPG too strictly like its a business and treat the NPCs like volunteer labor. I think collaborative storytelling suffers when it’s set up too much like a production/consumption model. The players in an RPG aren’t just the audience to the NPCs performance - everybody is performer and audience.
So even if you paid to attend a larp, you still have a responsibility to help create a fun shared experience. If you just show up to consume the stuff the staff is running, you’re missing out.
That’s why I think a game that specifically rewards the people who make an effort to improve that shared space will ultimately go up in quality.
I mean, think about it - part of a larp’s quality is how seriously its players take it. That includes visual atmosphere, how they respond to the plot, how excited they get about the game, how they bring their own creativity and content to the event.. If you’re evaluating whether or not a game sucks, that stuff is a large factor. Staff can’t create that stuff, they can only encourage it. Players have to take responsibility for the game too, or the game’s overall quality will go down.
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At some point in the future, the Company will hire a new manager. He will then fire everybody who did not help him get hired.
To ensure your continued employment, you should really advocate for this hypothetical person to be hired NOW, even though he hasn’t applied yet, and might not ever exist.
Reversible coffee squeaks mercifully to the rapid gravity.
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