ORC, the roleplaying club I started in Edinburgh in 2003, had its fifth anniversary this weekend gone. I allowed myself a moment of pride for kicking the whole thing off, then felt even better that so many wonderful people had picked up what I'd done and taken it even further.
Over on Gametime, the NZ groupblog of roleplaying discussion, I've been talking about the process of getting ORC going in the first place. It was quite an important time of my life, putting into practice something I'd only talked about before. Its something that is still important to me, and I'm sure it isn't the last time I do something like this.
One thing I don't talk about in those posts is the commitment involved, though. It was a big deal - for the first year, nearly every Saturday afternoon I'd be down at ORC teaching people how to roll a d20. Even after the first year I still attended far, far more than I missed. While other Kiwis on their OE took weekend trips to Europe, my weekend trips were to the Fantastic Realm (a.k.a. the Caffe Nero on Rose Street). Bless Cal for putting up with me!
Anyway, if you want to read about my experience starting a club from scratch, the first part is here, and the second part is here, and the third part isn't written yet.
I know I've said it before, but thanks once again for ORC. I had some great times there, and met some seriously awesome friends (your good self amongst them).
It was worth it, if only to learn of the final destination of that finest of donkeys, Emergency Rations.
Posted by: Johnnie at July 9, 2008 1:12 AMI made some fantastic friends as well. It was an incredibly rewarding experience in so many ways. But truly, Emergency Rations may have been the greatest reward of all.
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