My Ideal Grows Closer

[lydamorehouse]

 I know that some of you have lightly mocked my dream RPG group as a pipe-dream, but I will say that the folks that I played Old Gods of Appalachia with came pretty close. First of all, both times, we ended up having a full meal's worth of food. It wasn't just the typical bag of Doritos and some carrots. The first session of our one shot involved the GM bringing a full Appalachian spread, complete with rye whiskey, ham hock, corn bread (made with lard), and pickled okra and beans. So amazing!  The second session of our one-shot, the hosts made an Appalachian succotash (and of course, I contributed sugar bombs, aka "potato candy." I'd brought cookies to the previous session, too, but I felt bad because I forgot that one of the players was gluten-free.) 

This was pretty darned close, y'all.

The game was a blast, too, and we all rooted for each other and made good story. Being a horror podcast that the game is based on, I had no regrets that my character went out succumbing to The Dark... because he'd been involved in a bank robbery and American horror tends to punish the wicked. So, you know, the story was horrific, but also satisfying. 

We all agreed we'd do this again. 

So there is hope.