Visible Game Design – OR – Public Shaming
Wednesday, October 12th, 2011Welcome back minions. Today we are embarking on something new, something glorious!
Stop looking at each other like that. No, it’s not another crackpot scheme. No, it’s not another unfortunate synergy! *zap*
There, now you’re all paying attention again…. someone make sure to sweep that up when we’re finished here and contact minion resources to get a replacement minion.
Where were we? Ah yes, the Plan. No, not plan, Plan, capital P. Yes.
For a while now I have been at work on something. A little here, and a little there. I put it in a drawer for a while and on going back to look at it, it’s amazingly near complete and yet at the same time depressingly far from completion.
What is this thing you ask? Why it’s a role playing game! Some of you long running minions will recognize the title: Vegas After Midnight.
Why do I bring this to you now? Glad you asked!
I plan on chronicling the journey, much like Overlord Miller has with his weight loss, of bringing this work from concept to publication. I’ll get into the nitty gritty, the nuts and bolts, the trials and tribulations, of the work and process of everything that goes into the making of Vegas After Midnight ( VAM ). Hopefully, you will be up to giving your mandatory level of interest and enthusiasm, which I will tell you for this project is quite high.
We have to have a starting point, so let me give you that. First though, a little back story.
Several years ago, there was a podcast The House of the Harping Monkey, the proprietor of which was one Mick Bradley. Our own Overlord Miller was a host as well, though he went by “Christopher” or “Chris” back then. Mick is the braintrust behind Vegas After Midnight, the progenitor. On The House of the Harping Monkey, he released a series of short audio clips from one Micky Dylan, a sort of narrator, or bard if you will, of the setting. I was hooked already, but then he said he would be starting up a play by post game on that podcast’s message boards. The hook was set.
When he called for characters, I wrote up a short story of my character hopeful, Vic Dylan. Yes, I had the hubris to try to be Micky’s brother in the setting. Somehow, either my writing, the story, or just the sheer pluck of the idea that Vic was Micky’s brother got me into the game. Unfortunately, as many internet games go, it died before it was truly started.
Fortunately though, the bug in Mick’s brain over VAM wouldn’t let him go. He remembered my story, and we had become friends in the interim, he asked if I would like to partner with him on writing the setting for actual publication. Of course, I said yes.
That was the start of a busy year of email, IM, skype chats, and several cross state trips. In the space of which we hacked on the FATE system, put together the back story behind the setting of Vegas After Midnight, and came up with characters and the groups they belonged to. It was an amazing time.
What happened then? Life. Both of us were drawn into things going on outside of gaming and podcasting. I changed jobs, and was still raising two little ones. Mick had clients to appease and two of his own to attend to.
Fast forward about two years, to Gen Con 2011. There Mick and I got a chance to get together again, and his mere mention of VAM lit the fire in me again, and so, here we are.
I have been getting my files and things together, pulling out my copies of Spirit of the Century, and now Bulldogs, and getting to work on what I like to call my Year of FATE. Things are tougher now for me, since I have other things pulling at me in the rest of my life, but this *will* get done. To help me get there, I need you.
What do I need you for? I need to find artists. I need to find an editor. I need to find writers. Mostly however, I need you to keep me honest and moving. Mostly moving.
So at least once a month, I will be posting my status on the project. I may post more, but only if there is something of substance to post. If I don’t post for a month about VAM, I expect you to call me on it. Do you hear? Don’t make me zap another one of you. Really, don’t make me, the ash is setting off my allergies.
*achoo!*








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