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.
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.
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.