Week 2 and I still need your help. I know that Spring is arriving and we are starting to shed our need to complain about winter, not wanting to "anger" any natural force that may just give us another "blast" before Spring really stays. But I want to be prepared for next year. I want to have an epic game ready that will help stave off those long winter blues so I am pushing on.
Creating an epic requires community as it has for millennia. Story-telling is a communal event where participation is key. Each generation has added and embellished on the great stories of our evolution and even though it may be one story-teller, each story-teller has gathered their ideas and borrowed their lines from everyone they meet. What they add is their unique spin to the crafting of the story. In the end, each story is a story of all of us - the darkness, the light, the potential, the destruction, the courage, the cowardice - it all exists within each of us and some of us harbour these elements deep within our very souls - some of us will stumble upon the opportunities to live the glory publicly and others are doomed to let the darkness loose upon the land. Most of us will live in the nether-world of grey where every day dips us into the pool where ripples can become tsunamis of reality or they can fade away to a far-away shore of our consciousness.
Here is your opportunity to bring it all out into the light of creation. We can make it "real" and decide its fate or let it live organically where the story chooses how it plays out. Here is what we have so far:
The small Hamlet of HadEnough is being held in the "grip" of Old Man Winter. Old Man Winter has unleashed his complete arsenal at the hamlet. HadEnough is under siege. The Hamlet is being defended by the Knights of Chinook who are led by Sir Smilealot. The Knights are barely holding on. Chinks in their armour are starting to appear and Sir Smilealot's leadership is coming under question. He is more interested in sending platitudes to the troops than really getting out there and waging battle. Some are questioning whether his constant smiling is from genuine zeal or being artificially maintained through the use of the powerful new drug that is circulating in town - "Don't worry, Be Happy" pills. Rumour has it that these pills are being smuggled into town by the shady "Sleet Gang". This gang works both sides of the conflict looking for opportunity to make money - they can disguise themselves as snow or as rain depending on who they are dealing with.
Sir Meltalot is becoming more and more impatient with Sir Smilealot's leadership and is quietly rallying support for a coup. Lady Warmheart, Sir Smilealot's betrothed is warming more than one heart in the town and her powerful "force" is gaining its own support. While the Knights do battle, the women of the town are quietly weaving spells into the fabric of clothing that are slowly gaining strength to repel one of Old Man Winter's worst weapons - "Hell has Frozen Over Cold". The losses of fingers, toes, noses and the like are becoming less and less as the women gain deftness in their spinning and strength through their successes. Their secret meetings and sharing of spells is creating a whole new "troop" that is slowly emerging to be the "force" Old Man Winter needs to reckon with.
While the Knights argue amongst themselves, Old Man Winter realizes that the women of the town are the real threat to his supremacy. He casts his own spell, striking those who are most affected by the darker days with a "zombie" curse. Once they fall under the curse they become his minions in the town wreaking havoc and destruction as the town descends into nights that seem to stretch more and more....is the town doomed???
To be continued...WITH YOUR HELP. Anyone who contributes an idea will have a "share" in the game if it ever gets a bite from a gaming company. Get those creative juices flowing and enjoy the sneak preview of Spring this week.
