People who hear about LARPing often wonder what's the point? What's the point of dealing with the heat, the cold, the rain, the mud, the bugs, the tedium, the injuries, the soreness, the chafing, the politics, the head cases, and the savages? Often, usually really, it's not worth it.
Sometimes though, as you march down to the field with your army and allies to face the final battle to decide the fate of all existence while your enemies sing the song that will end the world, the hair on the back of your neck stands up and you remember why you put up with it.
Dude, I could honestly give a fuck about a person who "identifies as a LARPer," no kidding. You're right, if you guys need to say anything else to me about this, memail me, seriously.
A person who "identifies as a LARPer" sounds to me a lot like someone who takes their LARPing way too seriously, and no, I don't want to engage them on that level.
Part of me thinks LARPers exist to make normal nerds feel better about themselves. Another part of me thinks that LARPers have it over normal nerds because they play outside. A third part thinks that doesn't matter, because they look ridiculous and hit each other with Nerf and stuff. Mostly, though, I think gaming is dumb, and LARPing is uber-dumb.
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