Each
week, my friends Micah, Stephen, Vanessa and myself come together to play a
game. The game played is different with each visit. It can be enjoyed on a TV
as we all bundle up on the couch and scream at each other with each quick
movement. The game can also be played on a game board littered with dice and
character sheets as we sit Indian-style on the floor, breathlessly anticipating
the outcome of what each die roll will be. Every game carves its own story and
we, as the players, interact with the story in unique ways. Outside of the game’s
format, however, we are only ordinary young adults; each with a story inside,
waiting to erupt through a virtual medium of spontaneous and random
circumstances.
Stephen, the planner, game master and all-around strategist.
Micah, the philosopher, story-teller and humorist.
Vanessa, the down-to-earth player, the sympathizer and feminine opinion.
Matt, the tag-along, grunt worker and optimist.
