Lots of fun at last night’s Spirit of the Century game at Doyce’s. Aside from the meta-enjoyment of camaraderie and tons of bad puns, the Daring Magpie finally came into his own.
The two previous adventures I’ve been in were largely two-fisted adventures — fighting talking gorillas in Venezuela, fighting a mummy in LA — where Lord Aleister, my gentleman thief, isn’t at his best (if for no other reason than he carries a sword cane, not a gun).
This time, though, not only was there some fine action in a truck-to-truck chase, but I got to spend a lotof money, infiltrate a fiendish plot against the city of New York at a jazz/swing festival, case a joint, be charming, draw on my knowledge of German spies from the Great War, come up with a cunning plan to steal away the arch-villain’s chief henchwoman, and have a brief, torrid (and, doubtless, witty)affair with Dorothy Parker. The only thing I didn’t get to do was steal something … but that’ll happen soon enough.
Good fun. Just wish I hadn’t been so sleepy by the end. 🙂 The hazards of gaming on a Friday night …