Hello children, Papa Tibby here to tell you all a fantastical story on the tale of Fahrvergnügen and Giddlysmooch. A tale of friendship, and betrayal [jk] Anywho, let’s begin the story of Fahrvergnügen and Giddlysmooch. [This is in no way to mention any names or games or point fingers at anyone!]
Once upon a time, in the magical forest of Gum-gum Wibbly, at the village of Tumbeldy Bum-Bum. Lived a magical elf by the name of Fahrvergnügen. Fahrvergnügen was a member of a special site that specializes in Play by Post games called “Perpetual Universes”, ran by Bill Sphere also known as “Turnip”. Continue reading Tib’s Corner – Tale of Fahrvergnügen and Giddlysmooch
I am down at the Dock watching the river go by. It is running high and fast and the ripples of brown water carrying detritus from upstream; logs, bottles, plastic, bags. Occasionally they vanish, sucked under by the current, some times reappearing a few feet away, other times being lost forever. Others spin round and round in the eddies set up by the angles around the dock gates. It is almost hypnotic – I could watch this all day.
The once brilliant blonde hair was nearly all gone and what remained had turned grey-white. The fit physique of a country-boy had become the ponch of an older man in the age of easy divorce and fast food. The boyish charm and easy smile of long ago had been replaced by a pleading look and a slight quiver at the edges of his mouth.
How I hated him.
We had met a lifetime before, 1953, before civil rights, in a small town in the Deep South where even today crosses are burned in front yards and “good old boys” were the celebrated norm. I had the misfortune of having been born there. I walked an hour every morning to the small run-down school in the next town while my neighbors climbed into school busses and rode in comfort to the new brick structure standing as a monument in the center of town. That particular day I had been running late, having stayed after school to finish my work in one of the dozen communal-textbooks shared between the three classes of senior math. I had no choice but to take a short cut through a local farm to get to the elementary school before my brother and sister were released. They weren’t allowed to walk themselves back to town. Continue reading Runner up – Last Rites
Ethical Considerations, written by Alleran Tan from Starbase 118.
I was born on Ferenginar and, much like most Ferengi, I was raised with the principles of our species: a form of hyper-capitalist profit-seeking completely out of place with nearly every other warp-capable civilization in the Alpha Quadrant. For all of my life this was all I cared about, a numbers game. How many bars, how many strips, how many slips. Credits and debits, stock options, negative gearing and dividend reinvestment.
The First Person Fortnight competition was a huge success, we had more entries than I even imagined! Before I tell you the winners, I want to thank the judges for all their hard work. Remember that every submitted story had to be read by our special ninja judges, then critiqued and scored to find the best story!
I’ve been encouraging roleplayers to take part in First Person Fortnight, just for something a bit different, and after writing in first person myself I realised how difficult it can be! So I thought it’d be great to reward members who are joining in with an award.
I’ve already given members of my game (Blue Dwarf) a special award for taking part, and I think it’d be great if other GMs and moderators did the same too!
If you’re not sure how to give an award, I’ve recorded this video to show you how!
As First Person Fortnight starts tomorrow, I’ve been posting some tips on writing in first person perspective. I’ve already posted some benefits of first person over on RPG-D, but wanted to get more into the details in this article.
Everyone knows that first person is from the point of view of a character. One of the main advantages of this is the freedom of telling the story how you want to tell it (or more accurately, how your character wants to tell it). Continue reading Subjective point of view in your stories