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Oh, and if you go LARPing, and you see kids?

RUN. RUN AWAY. RUN AWAY AND HIDE. They're universally dangerous and deadly.

It's not just that you fear hitting back in case tears....they're vicious, died in the wool killers. They come in packs. And attack as one. There is no defence. There is no survival. If you try to bribe them, you simply confirm you're totally worth mugging and murdering....

Fear the children!

 Mad Doc Grotsnik wrote:
Oh, and if you go LARPing, and you see kids?

RUN. RUN AWAY. RUN AWAY AND HIDE. They're universally dangerous and deadly.

It's not just that you fear hitting back in case tears....they're vicious, died in the wool killers. They come in packs. And attack as one. There is no defence. There is no survival. If you try to bribe them, you simply confirm you're totally worth mugging and murdering....

Fear the children!

Alternatively just use your DAD voice?

Doesn't work.

Just paints a target on you. I've seen it happen, man. You weren't there, man. YOU WEREN'T THERE!!!

See, they're not somebody's kid at LARP. They're TINKERHELL, THE BRUTAL ASSASSIN FAIRY....and TINKERHELL doesn't have a Dad to tell her what to do! She just stabs you lots.

 Mad Doc Grotsnik wrote:
Doesn't work.

Just paints a target on you. I've seen it happen, man. You weren't there, man. YOU WEREN'T THERE!!!

See, they're not somebody's kid at LARP. They're TINKERHELL, THE BRUTAL ASSASSIN FAIRY....and TINKERHELL doesn't have a Dad to tell her what to do! She just stabs you lots.

Its probably good I am not there. If its not my kids then they are targets becuase I hate kids. . .

"yes you can legally hit them with your weap...SMACK SMACKSMACKSMACK!!!

It only angers them. It's like stepping on a Wasp. Before you know it, the whole hive is gonna get you!

 Mad Doc Grotsnik wrote:
It only angers them. It's like stepping on a Wasp. Before you know it, the whole hive is gonna get you!

I hate that.

Got to say reading through all these posts has provided me with plenty of laughs. Despite my previous post the more I read it just gets a Little too odd for me.
I stand by my comment of people having fun but damn I don't think I could ever swap my guns for a plastic sword and cape.

Before any one goes nuts at me I really don't mean any offence.

 Mad Doc Grotsnik wrote:
Oh, and if you go LARPing, and you see kids?

RUN. RUN AWAY. RUN AWAY AND HIDE. They're universally dangerous and deadly.

It's not just that you fear hitting back in case tears....they're vicious, died in the wool killers. They come in packs. And attack as one. There is no defence. There is no survival. If you try to bribe them, you simply confirm you're totally worth mugging and murdering....

Fear the children!

True. 100%.

 Mad Doc Grotsnik wrote:
Oh, and if you go LARPing, and you see kids?

RUN. RUN AWAY. RUN AWAY AND HIDE. They're universally dangerous and deadly.

It's not just that you fear hitting back in case tears....they're vicious, died in the wool killers. They come in packs. And attack as one. There is no defence. There is no survival. If you try to bribe them, you simply confirm you're totally worth mugging and murdering....

Fear the children!

I was visiting the UK in the mid 90s. A bunch of friends (we were all "adults" at that point, I was 26 or so) decided it would be a lark to go off LARPing for a "day out". There were two games played. One where you were the heroes, and the other, you got to play the much put-upon monsters.

Who knew 12 year olds could hit so hard?

So yes, Run away. They don't know the meaning of fear, you can't reason with them and they absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are a bruised mass in front of them.

They also swing at 'Gentlemen's height'.

Once you've seen a kid's linear group jump and do over an otherwise innocent Troll, you understand how Gobbos kicked Dwarf arse....

My friend Adam played a Troll called Broken. Think a Troll in Chaos Armour for his look. We'd seen him rampage through half a faction single handed and still come out on top.

But kids? No contest. They swarmed him. He fell. It was all over.....bar the little girl with the Fairy wings.....reaching into her purse....was she a healing fairy? No. Out came a teeny, tiny, five-year-old-girl sized dinky dagger. Her exact words to Broken's fallen form?

The Girl That Jobbed Broken wrote:Stab....stab......stab.....stab.....stab.....stab.....stab....stab....stab......stab......stab.......do you have any gold?

It was......horrible, but hilarious. The bane of many a battle hoofed by kids, then repeatedly shanked by the daintiest little thing you've ever seen, who finally mugged him.

Bright side? A passing healer stopped laughing and got down to business before Broken's kill count ended (you've got two minutes to get patched up)

Pic below shows Broken's group. He's the one with the skull faced helmet......

I have a bad endurance, low strenght, no fighting skills and low bravery. But when I was participating once on a improvised wall-to-wall fighting felt myself like being some berserker. The rules were simple - don't hurt opponent, just make him fallen on the ground or hit his chest by swing (head not allowed). I found, that other side is just a ordinary dudes. Not some invulnerable maniacs who enjoys hurting you or someting, I saw a indecision in their eyes. And when fighting already was around me, I choosed one guy on the rear of enemy lines and rushed at him with a battle shout. Firstly, with a little voice. But then he tried to attack me and I barely blocked it. I felt adrenline feels me and shoudet the battlecry with more strenght. I crushed his wooden sword with mine. After several hits his sword was broken apart. I prepeared for last strike but then someone kicks my ass. I avoided to tough the ground (it would be conidered as being dead or badly wounded)... I wish to participate one day again in something like that. But now I can only fight in Skyrim. No time, no followers

So, the most role playing in our group is having in-game names. And everything is skill based. I have the best accuracy in my entire group with javelin weapons. Most people have a reasonable threat range of ten feet in my group with them, my threat range is 20-25 feet. And for a throwing weapon of light piping, a floppy head and foam...that's pretty decent. My first kill of the night was a 20 foot throw to kill a guy with the in-game name of Jesus. I "pierced" his hip....

Best I can claim was as my character who throws nearly every effect in the rulebook as beanbag packets. I used to be pretty infamous for wierd luck when it comes to good shots.

Sidearm throwing a beanbag packet about 30-some feet up a hill at a guy who was about to finish off a dying friend of my character's. He had raised his sword to do a final killing blow- and instead of taking the guy out with my "magic bolt", I put too much curve on the throw, and my packet hit up near the tip of his sword and flipped the whole sword right out of his hand, disarming him and giving me the time to rush to engage the now defenseless murder with a sword of my own.

 Freakazoitt wrote:
I have a bad endurance, low strenght, no fighting skills and low bravery. But when I was participating once on a improvised wall-to-wall fighting felt myself like being some berserker. The rules were simple - don't hurt opponent, just make him fallen on the ground or hit his chest by swing (head not allowed). I found, that other side is just a ordinary dudes. Not some invulnerable maniacs who enjoys hurting you or someting, I saw a indecision in their eyes. And when fighting already was around me, I choosed one guy on the rear of enemy lines and rushed at him with a battle shout. Firstly, with a little voice. But then he tried to attack me and I barely blocked it. I felt adrenline feels me and shoudet the battlecry with more strenght. I crushed his wooden sword with mine. After several hits his sword was broken apart. I prepeared for last strike but then someone kicks my ass. I avoided to tough the ground (it would be conidered as being dead or badly wounded)... I wish to participate one day again in something like that. But now I can only fight in Skyrim. No time, no followers

Congratulations, you have seen how important psychology is to warfare! Now, imagine a bunch of conscripted farmers with farm tools facing off against trained warriors on horseback, with metal armor, etc. or barbarian troops wearing skulls and animal hides, running around screaming in warpaint with spiked hair, etc. OTOH, imagine being part of a well trained, well disciplined troop with large shields and backed by the standards of the largest empire in the world marching on some of these backwoods yahoos.

I'll be frank.

Thank you for the thread. I'm kind of beyond the age for this stuff (not mentally but physically problematic). Were I younger this is a whole other world I probably would have loved to explore, and even now your stories have brought a smile to my face.

Good show!

 xKillGorex wrote:
Got to say reading through all these posts has provided me with plenty of laughs. Despite my previous post the more I read it just gets a Little too odd for me.
I stand by my comment of people having fun but damn I don't think I could ever swap my guns for a plastic sword and cape.

Before any one goes nuts at me I really don't mean any offence.

Your "guns" are mostly plastic. I don't LARP or play airsoft. To me your doing the same thing, You just chose a different time period to play pretend.

 xKillGorex wrote:
Got to say reading through all these posts has provided me with plenty of laughs. Despite my previous post the more I read it just gets a Little too odd for me.
I stand by my comment of people having fun but damn I don't think I could ever swap my guns for a plastic sword and cape.

Before any one goes nuts at me I really don't mean any offence.

What guns? You're British. Subjects don't get guns.

 Frazzled wrote:
I'll be frank.

Thank you for the thread. I'm kind of beyond the age for this stuff (not mentally but physically problematic). Were I younger this is a whole other world I probably would have loved to explore, and even now your stories have brought a smile to my face.

Good show!

Nonsense old timer!

I've never seen a LARP without a place for Non Combatant Players. Not everyone is capable of, or interested in, the silly-knees-bent-running-about business,

Get yourself a chair, and a LARP safe crossbow (such things exist, even Repeaters). And genuinely camp. Be the camp alarm. You shout DAMN GOBBOS, GET OFF MY LAWN! and take a shot at them.

Then there's ritual magic (very potent stuff), Alchemy (sod to get started in for my system), traders etc. Literally all levels of ability are catered for. And who doesn't enjoy a long weekend camping with their families?

Commies. Commies don't enjoy a long weekend camping with their families*



*I can't back that up. But it sounded good.

So, is Kendo a kind of fancy version of LARP?
I enjoy it a great deal because there is something therapeutic about bellowing in a loud voice and whacking people with a stick, while wearing armor.


Yeah, anyone who LARP will not be made fun of by me... much.
My friend does reenactments and his musket is no joke: fully functional and I can fit my thumb in the barrel... them things kick like a mule and put holes in trees but aim is a bit tricky.
It all boils down to be willing to socialize and get out into the world with what you enjoy, it is well worth doing.

Sit and shoot, now there's something I can get behind.

Sit, shoot, nap, eat bacon, drink mead.

Sounds like a champion weekend to me!

That actually sounds like nearly every weekend for me...

yellowfever wrote:

 xKillGorex wrote:
Got to say reading through all these posts has provided me with plenty of laughs. Despite my previous post the more I read it just gets a Little too odd for me.
I stand by my comment of people having fun but damn I don't think I could ever swap my guns for a plastic sword and cape.

Before any one goes nuts at me I really don't mean any offence.

Your "guns" are mostly plastic. I don't LARP or play airsoft. To me your doing the same thing, You just chose a different time period to play pretend.

Nope the guns I choose to use are full metal. As i said it all amounts to the same thing in a previous post.

You know, Frazzled, you just might like the siege warfare aspect of the Society for Creative Anachronisms then. Nobody hits you, and you get to shoot 3 foot long missiles into hordes of armored opponents.



Since your armor requirements are lower- after all, you need your fingers to load and service the weapon, you just say you're dead if anyone gets within 20 feet of you. Otherwise....

 xKillGorex wrote:

yellowfever wrote:

 xKillGorex wrote:
Got to say reading through all these posts has provided me with plenty of laughs. Despite my previous post the more I read it just gets a Little too odd for me.
I stand by my comment of people having fun but damn I don't think I could ever swap my guns for a plastic sword and cape.

Before any one goes nuts at me I really don't mean any offence.

Your "guns" are mostly plastic. I don't LARP or play airsoft. To me your doing the same thing, You just chose a different time period to play pretend.

Nope the guns I choose to use are full metal. As i said it all amounts to the same thing in a previous post.

Are you talking guns or airsoft toys?

Don't worry about it Fraz. Our group has a Polynesian guy who used to weigh 400 lbs. He mostly sat back at the inn and was everyone's go-to guy unless the scat hit the fan and then he led us out and things got real. Eventually he became our war-leader, and then King, and eventually got so rich and equipped with so many magic items we joked that when he retired the character, it was because the game couldn't challenge him any more.

'Course, then he got gastric bypass, lost 150 pounds, and got scary fast for a freight-train of a guy......

Airsoft toys.

 Alex Kolodotschko wrote:
They also swing at 'Gentlemen's height'.

Oh yeah ...

Before we left, we were all reminded to pack a "cup" (groin protector). One of our group didn't and copped a tolchocking to the yarbles. Went down like a bag of spuds.

Ah sorry Frazzled, talking about airsoft guns, don't know what they are classed as in the states but in the uk they come under Rif class.

As in replica imitation firearms. Over here we have to prove that we are genuinely using them for airsoft before we are allowed to buy a weapon by playing so many games then our details are put on a retailers database. Also gives us a kind of defence if we are pulled over by police on the way or home from a game site.