A post is in order to launch this grand folly of mine...
In amongst my busy life of theatre directing, studying for a Master's Degree, avoiding human contact and trying to lose the extra stone that arrived in my mid twenties, I find time to relax with the odd console RPG. I pattered along happily, playing through the greats on my PS3 (my system of choice), for several years. Oblivion, the Fallouts, Mass Effect 2, both Dragon Ages as well as several lesser or more obscure titles (gods damn you, White Knight Chronicles 2, I'll find a second hand copy of you one day).
But then Skyrim came. And it all started as normal. I sank some time into it. I explored. Oblivion, but prettier. I bought swords. I used swords. I found and sold swords. And then I noticed myself... role-playing. Seriously, actually role-playing.
I would go to the tavern at 8, and try in be in bed by midnight.
I would take off my helmet when I walked around town.
I spent entire days working at the forge.
And I finally snapped when I lost an NPC companion. I looked down at her lifeless body and realised, for the first time in a free-roaming RPG, I felt like I was playing a real story rather than a sequence of quests. And I started recording that story as a journal. Then writing that journal as a narrative.
And because that is, frankly, completely fucking mental, I decided to write a blog with the journal entries. I feel this somewhat legitimises my time wastage. For this idea, I am somewhat indebted to the CRPG Addict.
A note about my schedule... I make no promises as to posting regularity. I will be in Canada (far from my beloved London) over Christmas, without my PS3. Then in February, I will spend a month in Moscow. I shall not take my PS3 there, as I don't want it to get kidnapped and raped.
Questions? No? Good.
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