So . . . posting from PAX . . . is a nightmare.
It’s not impossible though, so I thought I’d drop an easy post, at least.
The easiest thing to write about? PAX.
So, for tonight, I thought I’d share the best moments from my journey to PAX East 2017. A little bloggier than I like to make my posts.
But I felt like sharing today.
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It was only a few hours between waking up and reaching Boston. A quick road trip with friends–Final Fantasy XV in real time.
PAX started in a lounge on the 20th floor of our hotel though.
First when a stranger, Sarah, walked up in the middle of our game of Star Wars: Rebellion.
She was doing a Pokemon themed bar crawl later that night, she explained. She also sat with us, shared a few drinks, and laughed as my friend Josh and I lost to the rebels. We blew up Bothawui (many Bothans died), but the game came to a canonical end when their Han Solo showed up at the last second to save Luke Skywalker from Darth Vader. Somehow, we genuinely didn’t see it coming.
After that, I jumped in on a game of Betrayal at House on the Hill, a game where you and your friends explore a haunted mansion that inevitably drives one of your friends insane, making them the Traitor. Our Traitor found a box that took away everyone’s voice . . . which meant that we, as players, couldn’t speak.
Betrayal turned into all of us flailing, trying to help each other, largely failing.
“Wait–I’ll send my dog in there!” became a pantomime with a beer cap.
At one point, a friend who wasn’t playing asked us how the game was going. We awkwardly gave thumbs up–at the same time, in complete silence.
I laughed hysterically. Repeatedly.
At one point, I realized, Holy shit . . . We haven’t even gone to PAX yet. The convention hasn’t actually started.
And, after working a ton of overtime, struggling through a rough start with H&T, and interviewing for a promotion at work . . . man did I need this breather.
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Forgive me for the short salutations, but I have a game of Risk: Legacy to jump in on.
I’ll be back tomorrow with another short post about the floor itself.
Until then, thank you everyone for reading.
And, as always, write well.
House of Error 