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I did finally convince myself to join an online game for Blood on the Clocktower, largely because the Unofficial Discord started doing beginner-focused games.

It was utterly overwhelming, and a ton of fun! I enjoyed it so much more than I thought I would, given how confusing and fast-paced it felt. My team won, and I was actually instrumental in my team's victory, but that was more to do with some stunning good luck than actual skill or strategy. XD I wandered bass-ackwards into victory, but it still felt very good.

I don't expect anyone to follow this story; I'm mostly jotting it down for myself. )

And that was my first game of Blood on the Clocktower! I currently have a 100% win record, which I expect will quickly and dramatically go off the rails forthwith.

I found it hectic and confusing and stressful, but in a eustress kind of way. I was surprised at how little anxiety I felt around the social aspects; talking to strangers is typically an intensely awkward experience for me, but I think the fact that we were all there to have a fun time and untangle a big puzzle took the focus off "These people are going to JUDGE MY WORTH AS A HUMAN BEING and I will FOREVER LABOR UNDER THE WEIGHT OF THEIR REGARD". I did freeze up a couple times; a couple times completely blanked on how words and communication functioned. But, unusually for me, I managed not to dwell on having done so.

All in all, I had a great time.
magistrate: The arc of the Earth in dark space. (Default)
On the topic of not-rocks, when I was growing up, I had a cassette tape that had a bunch of folk tales on it. One of them (if I remember correctly, which I very well may not) had to do with a king who was sick, and sent his three sons out looking for a magical cure. Two of the sons get bored of the quest and quit; the third actually found the cure and was bringing it back when his brothers found him, killed him, buried him, and took the cure home to claim the reward. But reeds grew where the good son had been buried, and someone cut the reeds and made a pan flute, and when the pan flute was played, it sang about the brother's death in his voice.

I mostly remember it because the song was creepy and got stuck in my head a lot.  I have never been able to successfully Google the story or its audio.  I really wish I could find it again, though, because nostalgia.

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