Dropped off a couple of board games with the collection for Military Persons in the VIG Lounge. This, I think, is an awesome addition to the lounge, since there’s always something a person’s not interested in, and I know I dragged a bunch if useless crap back home last time, so this gives me a way to cull stuff without throwing away or abandoning it.

I met up, by accident, with Tom & Stacy & Frank in the VIG lounge while waiting for the dealer hall to open, and Frank tagged along as I picked up my free Dungeon Die from … Inkscape, maybe? … and bought a copy of Better Angels. (he ended up buying a copy himself based on me telling him about the session I played last night)

My 11-3 game was another QAGS session: Lemuria Rising: Why Are You Dressed Like A Cow
Same GM as Funkadelic Frankenstein, and we were variously non-human Pinkerton Detectives investigating cattle mutilations.
At a point towards the end my character had an illusion placed upon him so that he looked like a cow, and one of the other players (the pixie engineering tinkerer, who built a voice magnifying device which had a form of Tourette’s, or maybe multiple personalities) gave me a cow hat to wear, then told me to keep it at the end of the session.
(while disguised as a cow, I got to do the Invasion Of The Body Snatchers Sutherland scream to draw the attention of a pack of Klansmen to the ponyboy in their yard, said ponyboy being the Klansman Big Earl with a glamour on him. Never did find out whether they beat the crap out of him.)
((Also got to do a “Cow stands on hind legs and empties revolver at flying monster” bit))

In theory I had a Games On Demand ticket for the next session, in an hour, but The Tireds hit, so I took the option of chilling out for a bit. Possibly related to this was the GM for both the Funkadelic Frankenstein & the Lemuria Rising QAGS games mentioning his next session of Lemuria, at 7pm, and that he’d be OK with going over the player count if people wanted to play & had generics. (the game was sold out, but that doesn’t mean that the people will actually show up)

So I chilled, then met up with the Lewis family & sort of hung out for a while, then wandered off to my third QAGS game of the con, making a total of 12 hours of that game with the same GM.
This one had the Pinkerton Monster Hunters investigating disappearances in a Tennessee town, discovering, eventually, that it was all the fault of Civil War era Confederate Zombies.
The game has personal messaging ‘pagers’ using ticker-tape, and people started writing down messages broadcast to everyone. It got out of hand, and ended when we ran out of paper & the GM declared that we’d all run out of ticker-tape.
The final message read “SHIT OUT OF PAPE”

as I was finishing up this post, two people from the School Days game wandered past, remembered me, and we got to chatting. they, and their friend, were podcast listeners, so I may have increased our listener’s geographic & demographic confusion by a bit.