New England Roleplaying Organization (Thanks Hoyt) - There are a lot of people who would swear that live action roleplaying is perfectly normal. They would say that it's good exercise, social interaction, and a lot of fun. But in my mind, there is something inherently strange and wrong about grabbing a foam stick and dressing up like a neckbearded Robinhood to furiously whack at other nerds. Maybe I'm old fashioned, but in the old days doing something like this would get you committed to a mental institution, and rightly so. I realize the old days had a lot of faults, what with the racism and sexism and all that, but there's such a thing as being too tolerant. We've become too tolerant.
There is no way anyone can ever justify this type of behavior to me. Go ahead, say "it's better than spending 14 hours playing World of Warcraft alone." Is it? Is public degradation and humiliation superior to quietly killing yourself alone in a dark room?
There's no easy way to put this, so I'll tell it like it is. Bouillon is died. He went missing before the weekend and yesterday I found his skeletonized remains at the bottom of the #3 soup vat during one of my swims. I thought the cream of mushroom soup had an especially nourishing taste, and a lot more clumps of fur and skin than usual.
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