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OrangexDoorhinge wrote:School (not exactly a hobby but it consumes most of my life)
Sleeping (never really get any...)
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coconutgirl wrote:
Oh, and foam weapons are awesome. I used to have one, a boffer sword, made in a role playing camp. One is a very small number, but I was never one to combat, so I didn't need more, it was more for the show. I absolutely loved the sword until my brother discovered it was good for beating me without having to deal with any physical consequences.
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Silithsel wrote:Role playing camp? Tell me more!
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coconutgirl wrote:Silithsel wrote:Role playing camp? Tell me more!
10 days of pure bliss.
The camp was held with the purpose of introducing role playing games to young people and give those who were already familiar with the concept a chance to have some fun with their favorite pastime. Hehe. We played DnD every day and I got to be one of the DM-s. *happy dances* On the last day one of the supervisors threw a game for all the DM-s as well, and we all brought our most uber-characters to the table (you can only imagine the mess it became). At some point we all got to make ourselves foam weapons and were taught the basics of sword fighting. We visited some ruins of an old castle every day and most our games there ended with the remainders of one of the teams hiding in a cellar somewhere. Someone stabbed me in the eye once and everyone laughed (once they had made sure my eye was still intact). Hah.
We played massive amounts of volleyball too.
P.S. Forgive me if my language in this post seems strange or somewhat childish. School eats my brains.
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