I earn mockery

[avram]

OK, I make a liar of myself. The mockery of my past self is earned — mock as you will, past self, but know that your mockery is nought but a mask for the jealousy that you, ever lost in the mists of history, feel for me, riding the razor edge of time ever onward into the future!

What a great day. Well, not without flaw. The weather was crappy, and subway service bizarre and unhelpful. But I ran the second sesion of a role-playing game today, and it went beautifully.

This game is the first GMing I’ve done since the short-lived GURPS Supers game I ran in, uhm, 1990 or so. This is also a superhero game (I describe it as “Buffy the Vampire Slayer meets Sailor Moon”), but with a simpler, mostly homebrew system (a Fudge variant stripped down the basics, based on a Buffy game I found online). I ran the first session back in September, and wasn’t really happy with how it went, so I had a hard time summoning up the gumption to run another. But recently I’ve been feeling the urge to run, so a couple of weeks ago I schedules a session for today with my three players.

As I did last time, I went in with no real plot, only some vague ideas of things I wanted to happen, and some pre-written characters and locations. It went much better this time. The PCs all had interesting in-character discussions, and met some new friends, and got to do Cool Stuff (including rescue a couple of people from the ruins of the World Trade Center — this session covered the span from September 8-14, 2001). Details I invented on the fly wound up fitting together perfectly. There was combat (fighting vampires in Prospect Park), magic, discoveries (with much more yet left undiscovered), emotional highs and lows, and pizza. The pizza was actually my favorite bit — I made a wonderfully serendipitous discovery while doing some research the other day, giving my an excuse to give the local pizzeria an incredibly appropriate name. Now I’m psyched for the next session (as yet unscheduled).