Hi! So, I've not really touched this website for years. It's fallen into disrepair and it would be irresponsible of me to pretend I'll ever have time to work on it again.

So, I'm going to mothball the site/set it to read-only. I've disabled the login links because they stopped working any I don't remember enough about how the site works to figure out how to fix them.

If any thing *really* needs updating (deadnaming-level stuff), let me know and I'll go in on the backend and make changes.

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LARP
Angels in the Fog
Date
@ 8:30 a.m.
Notes

Run at Buckets of Dice 2018, Christchurch, NZ

Description

by Russ Kale

Fog City, as it's known to the locals, either loves you or grinds you to dust. In your case, it does both on alternating days. A city of failed writers, corrupt officials with broken social lives, amnesiac starlets, private eyes with shallow pockets, and businessmen with bank vaults where their hearts should be, and at the heart of the city, and your life, lies Pier Seventeen. Pier Seventeen is a place to drink, to escape from it all, to rub shoulders, to rub out enemies, and to rub away memories. In Pier Seventeen's penthouse lives the 'designer' of Fog City, Levi Montgomery. This man is responsible for the systems that surround you, the picture houses and the utilities and the holograms. Slowly but surely, that man has stripped away the emotion, love and tactility from everyone in Fog City. Nobody reads or prays, or whispers secrets to another heart under the bedsheets. You've often wished someone would get rid of him.

And now someone has.

Drawn to Pier Seventeen late tonight, you've fallen into a web of deception and murder. Someone did this to Levi Montgomery. Maybe it was you: after all, everyone here has secrets. More importantly, everyone in Fog City is the star of their own story. Now if only you could remember how your story started, or where you were half an hour ago...