#storyplaying

[marafarre-blog]

Storyplaying

El Storytelling nos propuso, hace unos años, una vuelta al poder de las historias. Hace un par de años empezamos a proponer el #storydoing: generar engagement con interacción. 

Hoy te propongo un nuevo concepto. ¿De qué crees que se tratará? #TheGame @baricco te dan la pista. #UX

[huntingbounties]

Okay, had to pay for classes because oof I didn’t know the deadline was today but hey, I’m here! Feel free to hmu to plot or chat or whatever the kids do these days.

[firstladyofcasterlyrock]

Umami was the most luxurious restaurant in town. They dined here on the day of their arrival, when Takano was introduced to this strange cold looking blonde woman everyone addressed as Her Majesty, even though she was not a queen of anything in particular. Lady Fontaine was the opposite of his soft and gentle mother. She was strict, demanding, blatantly straightforward and almost ignorant at times. She smelled of expensive perfume and tobacco, drunk red wine for breakfast and looked exhausted any time of the day. Her somber look and loud vulgar laughter made her look like an evil queen from a fairytale. Takano really wanted to hate her back then, but for some reason did not. She was smart, probably just as smart as his father or maybe even more. She made him throw away his toy robot collection and prohibited watching TV, but let him ride on a passenger seat of her Lamborghini and kept calling him “man” as if he was a grownup and not a boy who just turned seven. Over two month they spent together, he grew to like her against his own whims.

[firstladyofcasterlyrock]

Takano | Colette

“Did I do good?” “You did well…” “Well is not good…” [Sighs] “You never say it was good.” “Because it can always be better.” “The coach says I’m the best in the team…” “Do you want to become a soccer coach?” “Of course, not! I wanna be the best, like Ronaldo.” “Then never take an advice from a man who is less sucessful than you want to become.” [Takes a drag of her cigarette] “I just want to do good…” “Then work for it.” [Nudges the dirt with the tip of his sneaker] “Mom used to say I’m good…” “Do I look like your mother, Takano?” “No, ma'am. Not at all. I was just…” “You just wanted me to say what she would say. Deception is sweet, but it won’t make it go away.” “Have you ever… lost someone?” “I wouldn’t be saying it if I didn’t.” [Sighs] “How about that: we go out for dinner and call it a draw?” “Where will we go?” “I don’t know… you’re a man here, you pick the place.” “How about Umami?” “I should’ve guessed… I’m probably underdressed for that one, but a promise is a promise, huh?”

[firstladyofcasterlyrock]