#lrp

[blumineck]

This is why safety rules matter!

Don’t forget if you like my videos and want to see me test more stuff, I’m looking to commission a set of historically accurate fitted armour for testing!

You can pitch in here if that’s something you’d like to see:

The Bluminarmour Project

Blumineck is raising money for a suit of fitted historical plate armour for both fun and serious historical and fantasy testing.

(If it doesn’t get funded nobody gets charged)

[larprambles]

Things Even Experienced Larpers do

Mix up out of character and in character names.

Forget their stats.

Forget the rules.

Forget their own character name.

Mispronounce fictional names.

Forget key character costume and props.

Have to go to bed early due to fatigue.

Trip over themselves when making a big speech.

Get out of character worried when doing an antagonistic action.

Forget to eat.

Oversleep.

Get overstimulated.

Get character bleed.

Literally say “Jesus Christ” in games where that man is not a concept, and similar.

Literally fall over during combat.

Seriously, it's alright. Don't stress. You have not ruined everything by making a mistake.

[demorta]

The BIRD (Mask)

Final concept and the final product! Disabled LARPer. So wanted to make something that I couldn't usually safely wear to make up for non-com (until my spine is fixed). With help, I put together the mask for my sci-fi birb. Wheelchair bound but still kicking butt x

[winters-chills]

For some reason, links aren't working when I try to embed them no matter which way I try, which is very annoying.

Anyway, there's a special bonus short story up on my Patreon about my LARP character, Sparrow. It's free to all members, all you need to do is subscribe.

This is Sparrow (in the middle) reconsidering their life choices the next day:

And this is the (really fucking HEAVY) rock that I dragged 400 metres in midday sun ON MY OWN for my feat of strength:

It's a faux-rock, so thankfully it's made of nice light things like polystyrene, chicken wire, and 2 bags of cement mix -_-

Gratifying to see other people try to lift it themselves and have a very out-of-character moment of of 'oh shit that's heavy-heavy, not pretend-heavy'

[brightclothesforwinter]

Dressing a very tired walking disaster former revolutionary definitely very ordinary tenant farmer.

Linen shift (direly in need of ironing which it is not going to get) & partlet. First set of pockets - money, backup-backup-handkerchief, deck of cards, compass for some reason. Wedding rings belonging to - oh gods it's complicated - former lovers, one of whom is so far beyond dead she can never be reborn (and must never be spoken about) and the other is... technically alive but due to alternate reality shenanigans, not the same person, and she doesn't actually know if they were even married in this reality and can't ask. (Wait, that's still unclear: they were married to each other, not to her.)

Backup backup backup backup dagger. Unless I've miscounted. Nothing bad has ever happened to her to cause her to need this many security daggers. If I could make boot-knives work with my boots, I would.

Linen petticoat (also in need of ironing). Red for folk-song related reasons.

Bodice (which does not fit on the dummy no matter what you do with the dials, because the dummy has no squidge) with pocket watch, alchemical oil & tinderbox (just in case anything needs to be set on fire), handkerchief, and uh, elf recreational drugs which are very bad for humans, apparently.

Pockets - money, comb, vial of preserved goo from the corpse of a former enemy which she is basically holding so that her friend isn't tempted to do anything unwise with it, sewing kit, dress pins, another handkerchief because trauma is well known to leak from the eyes. Should have pen, ink and gloves in there. These pockets can also hold things like 'can of pop' '500ml water bottle' 'packed lunch' etc etc. Very useful.

Green wool (flannel) petticoat. Slightly fire-marked due to using it as an oven glove in an emergency.

Betgwn, sans sleeves because I basically never wear them, often not actually worn because it's too warm, and also interferes with getting stuff out of the bodice pockets.

Belt with two daggers, pouch for out of character stuff, loops for axe (where the hell is my axe?) and tankard (where the hell is my tankard?) book-pouch (where the hell is her diary?) character-card holder, bottle opener, random trinket from a fair last year, bag of iron nails to ward off the gaze of the undead. Random bit of cord for I don't know what.

Tweed coat/dress with the world's most enormous skirt (yes that is fits over all that gubbins), which despite being utterly windproof and extremely warm in winter, is very breathable in mild weather. Pocket-slits I am still quite proud of.

(by this point I had given up trying to keep the dummy from collapsing down its pole; both of these have hems at more or less mid-calf)

Raincoat, which I did not make and which is now old enough that the child P. was pregnant with when she made it is an adult. (I did, however, add the half-lining and extra panels for a wider skirt so that it, you know, actually closes around the nonsense above.

And bling. For mildly disturbing reforged-from reasons.

Armour not photographed because I'm still working on it. (AKA embroidering a target on her back, lol).

Green linen kirtle-type dress not photographed because I haven't worn it in ages and forgot about it. (Mostly because it's side-laced and therefore a pain to get into.)

Grey tweed burgundian-gown type dress also not photographed because I'm 95% sure the belt and - placard? thing, I forgot the name of it - are in a box underneath a 5 metre bell tent, and there's nowhere currently to move the tent to to check. Also, on reflection, that is almost certainly where my axe is. The tankard might be on the shelves above the freezer but I would need to get a stepladder out from behind half the stuff in storage before I could check that.

Every time I pack I think, this character really does have a lot of clothes.

[a-k1tty]

Sudden urge to run a LARP one-shot based on Empok Nor. Not necessarily in the Trek universe, just

- an abandoned location

- with environmental dangers

- unseen dangers in the dark

- a player-accessible comms system

- and your own comrades turning on you

Can you imagine? It would be *terrifying*. And actually quite doable…

[charlottesharlottes]

An interviewer mentions rumours surrounding Little Richard and Paul 

[yearofyacine]

ser purslane artorigus, troubadour of house goldvein, proxy voice of ambition.

empire e3 2024

photo by krios photography