LARPing

While I've heard of this before, I recently read a bit about it in Wired magazine. If you are not familiar with LARPing, and I don't know why you would be, you can read something about it in this article, or search it on Google. I had to do both. To me, reading about this practice is something like passing a bad car accident. I don't want to see dead bodies, blood and hair all over the asphalt, yet I can't help but to slow down and really stare either.

I checked out a site that sells LARPing weapons. I still am processing what I have seen. Swords made out of pvc, foam and latex that real people carry around with them, and might do real combat (with foam weapons) to determine an outcome and continue a story line. A story. This is like using your real life to act out a different life you cannot or do not have. In a way I wish more people did this, I would love to be eating at Applebee's and see some random guy walk in and LARP another dude while he is eating. Did that sound dirty?

In some LARPs, people use magic. Being that no one seems able to really use powerful combat magic in real life*, LARPers might throw objects that represent magic, or just stand and point while yelling what there spell is doing. If I was LARPing with someone like this, and I have no clue why I would be LARPing, I think I would tell the magic guy that I am putting on my shove your magic in your buttocks magic shield and taking out my shut the hell up amulet. My amulet makes you have to be quiet while I am wearing it and you are around me, magic guy.
*(if there was real combat magic, and I can hardly believe I am saying this, but I think people that could do it would be Navy SEALS and they would be taking our style of crippling magic to terrorist everywhere. You loose, terrorists, "I am casting burning magic on you, it is causing your skin to burn mildly, but causing searing white hot pain right on your taint." Take that terrorists.)

LARPing....I couldn't fight in a battle where my sword might get ripped. This is a jury I would like to sit on.
"Your honor, I LARPed home and I found my wife in bed with Enormotron. He was LARPing her furiously from behind. When he saw me, he reached for his Pulsating Plasmatic Phase Gun. I didn't want my character to be banished to another dimension, so I LARPed his head off. My wife is a druid, so she quickly through bean bags at Enormotron's limp, lifeless body while yelling 'my healing spell is causing your head to reattach to you body, you are feeling better and not getting anymore blood on my carpet' but her spells were not powerful enough and his head remained LARPed onto the floor."

If I was the defense attorney, I would plead insanity. I take that back, if I was the defense attorney, I would quit and look for a job with the DA.