Freeforms
Freeforms, also known as Live Action Roleplays (or LARPs), are the 'other blue meat' of roleplaying.
- A Joining of Equals — by Random (1 session, 20-30 players)
- A Message Within Two Years — by Barb Kearins, Rod Kearins and Robbie Matthews (1 session, 20 players)
- Catch Me, I'm Falling — by Emily Jackman
and Travis Hall (1 session, 18 players) - Goblin Market — by Penny Sullivan (1 session, 20 players)
- Holiday at World's End — by Dan Connor and Terence Janssen (1 session, 16 players)
- Is Jack Back? — by Alicia Cameron (1 session, some number of players)
- Libretto — by Andrew Smith (1 session, 20 players)
- Moytura — by Xole (1 session, 15 players)
A Joining of Equals
By Random (A Random Event Production)
Together with their parents,
Peter Kirby
and
Jason Chapman
request the pleasure of the company of
..............................................................
at their marriage at the Fairfield Amphitheatre
on Saturday the 9th of June at 1:30pm
and afterwards at the Carlton Football Club at 5:00pm
Dress: Stylish
We would be honoured if you would share this special occasion with us
RSVP: Friday the 1st of June
A Joining of Equals is a single session freeform for 20 to 30 members of the wedding party, their friends and family at the reception of a gay wedding.
Please Note: The game is set "a little bit in the future" where gay marriage is considered legal.
Further details may appear at http://random.hitpoint.com.au/equals/
| Pheno ratings | ||
|---|---|---|
| Characterisation 4 | Genre 1 - Background knowledge will be provided | Rules knowledge 0 |
| Story/plot 4 | Seriousness 4 | Advisory rating M (Adult themes) |
A Message Within Two Years
By Barb Kearins, Rod Kearins and Robbie Matthews
We knew what was coming, but for years we dithered and now our civilization is in retreat. Our police force estimates that in two years the enemy will reach our inner borders. Our scientists say we have have enough resources to build one ship to send for help... but where?
Our diplomats have studied the messages reaching us from light years away. Now we meet to decide to whom our message is sent...
Our choices:
• the diplomats of the white star and their Babylon headquarters
• the explorers of the Federation and their Enterprise outpost
• the mighty Troopers in Starships.
All Civilizations with mighty weapons and warships. All brave and strong and true.
With only one to choose from, the wrong decision could be fatal.
And perhaps we can finally put to rest the debate that has rocked our scientific community for years:
• Why do they all speak the same language?
• Why do they all call their home world "Earth"?
• And why are they sending us these messages?
A meeting for 18 members of the High Council.
| Pheno ratings | ||
|---|---|---|
| Characterisation 3.5 | Genre 1 | Rules knowledge 0 |
| Story/plot 3 | Seriousness 2 | Advisory rating PG |
Catch Me, I'm Falling
By Emily Jackman and Travis Hall
…and release! Tumbling through the air, weightless, she was as close to true flight as anyone could ever hope to achieve. No harness to slow her arc, she reveled in the moment. The air caught the fabric at her shoulders, lightly, and wings made of gossamer webs flared behind her.
Tonight the creak of the rigging would be washed away by the roar of the crowd but that made no difference to her. She never heard anything during these precious seconds of freedom, of untainted joy. The jealousies and petty quarrels, the choices and expectations and boring routines were left behind at the platform.
Then she straightened, reaching for the sure safety of his hands as gravity drew her back into its stern embrace. One heartbeat. Two. By three he'd be there.
Four. Panic turned her words to a scream, leaving her last, desperate plea unvoiced…
A murder mystery for 18 circus artists.
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| Pheno ratings | ||
|---|---|---|
| Characterisation 5 | Genre 1 | Rules knowledge 1 |
| Story/plot 4 | Seriousness 4 | Advisory rating MA (Adult themes) |
Goblin Market
By Penny Sullivan
Night and morning
you catch the goblins' cry:
'Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy:'—
Deep in the woods, where the brambles get thick and wild, there is a place, halfway between our world and somewhere else, where the goblins sell their wares.
Beside the brook, along the glen,
you hear the tramp of goblin men
Creatures that the Fae have changed into something other gather there and trade their weird treasures; a memory of a first kiss, the crystallised tears of a child, the soul of a creature in servitude, swords for slaying dragons and clockwork birds that can sing you into dreamless sleep.
'Dear, you should not stay so late,
Twilight is not good for maidens;
How much would you give up to find your heart’s desire? How much will you risk for the weird treasures of the Goblin Market?
You should not loiter in the glen
In the haunts of goblin men.’
At the goblin market those intrepid enough, or desperate enough, trade what they dare for what they might gain.
A trading game set in a goblin market for 20 players. Players play changelings who are attending the goblin market to trade with one another (and whatever other creatures they might find there) in an attempt to find the objects they each need. But the market can be a dangerous place and the risks might be greater than they first appear. Characters are quirky, stories are bittersweet and personal, tragedy and humor should abound in equal measure.
| Pheno ratings | ||
|---|---|---|
| Characterisation 5 | Genre 3-4 | Rules knowledge 1 |
| Story/plot 4 | Seriousness 3 | Advisory rating M |
Holiday at World's End
By Daniel Connor and Terence Janssen
As you browse online through the internet this add pops up:
Come along to World's End Resort, the cheapest resort in the Pacific
Rim. The good times will be a plenty as you come face to face with
cultures past and present. Sure to be fun for all ages whether you go
for a swim or sip cocktails at our Tiki Bar. For that hint of
something special, come and indulge in our all inclusive spa.
Some time later...
You have arrived and are greated by a friendly host and he wants to satisify your every desire. With Pina Colada in hands and a grand Mayan Temple in the background, this is World's End Resort.
This Freeform is about getting more than you bargained for, where the world is coming an end. The power of the resort can be felt by all. With some as guests and others as the hosts, you will discover the possibilities of the future.
| Pheno ratings | ||
|---|---|---|
| Characterisation 5 | Genre 3-4 | Rules knowledge 1 |
| Story/plot 4 | Seriousness 3 | Advisory rating M |
Is Jack Back?
By Alicia Cameron
Ms Lynette Owens,
You are cordially invited to a welcome party for our neighbourhood's newest residents, to be hosted at my house (map enclosed) at 1900 on 13/4/1002. I hope to see you there.
Sincerely,
Professor Abelard Halstead
| Pheno ratings | ||
|---|---|---|
| Characterisation X | Genre X | Rules knowledge X |
| Story/plot X | Seriousness X | Advisory rating X |
Libretto
By Andrew Smith
The Great Mozart demands a new libretto, but celebrated dramatist Lorenzo da Ponte has writer’s block. Despondent and deep in his cups, he dreams, and the characters who inhabit the dream skerry of Semiseria play for him.
In the court of scheming Count Rodolfo, a noble of Semiseria, his poetic son Leandro is seeking Angelica, a lost noblewoman with whom he had fallen in love. Meanwhile, Joselina, the daughter of Rodolfo's ambitious butler Ernano is betrothed to Don Giovanni, a prince of Semiseria, but loves Sandrino, a valiant captain in the army.
Meanwhile, Don Pasquale, a rascally young nobleman, and his equally rascally servant Ruffio, may have met their match in the Count's haughty daughter Marcellina, and her equally haughty maid Primrose.
Meanwhile, the astrologer Professore Malvolio has seen in the stars that Rodolfo's plot to seize the throne of Semiseria is coming to a crisis, and who knows what the gypsy witch Esmerelda and her son Joachim are up to?
Meanwhile...
A freeform in 2 Acts for 20 stock characters. Tragedy. Comedy. Romance. Mistaken identities. Long lost relatives. Duels. Revenge. Treachery. Death scenes. Ghosts. Maybe a marriage or two.
No singing necessary. Costuming appreciated.
| Pheno ratings | ||
|---|---|---|
| Characterisation 3 or 4 | Genre 3 | Rules knowledge 0 |
| Story/plot 2 | Seriousness 1 | Advisory rating PG |
Moytura
By Xole
This is the land of our ancestors. Our stories are deep in its bones. But invaders came here in ships, and they soaked the ancient stones with our blood. They stole our children. They emptied us of hope.
We are the Fomor.
This is our home. We have spent our sweat and blood for it. We have made it a place of civilisation, of promise. We have helped those less fortunate than ourselves. But they always want more, and we have only so much to give.
We are the Tuatha.
We fled war, torture, and starvation for this land of boundless plains. They refused to share. They turned back our boats and watched us die in hungry waves. They told us to go home. But we have nowhere else to go.
We are the Milesians.
A fifteen-player freeform of dirty politics and irreconcilable differences, set in Mythic Ireland.
This is an Unshelled Turtle Production. For more information contact Xole ( xole <at> mac.com), or read Irish myth.
| Pheno ratings | ||
|---|---|---|
| Characterisation 4 | Genre 2 | Rules knowledge 1 |
| Story/plot 4 | Seriousness 4 | Advisory rating M (Racism) |