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Unicon Playtests

Unicon is just over a week away, and this means that it's getting into playtest territory.

Jimmy from Canberra is running "Execute Order 66" and won't get a chance to playtest it before he comes down on the weekend, so has asked me to see about organising a playtest for it. So, anyone interested?

Unicon GM's and organisers have first preference, of course.

Also, I will be wanting to playtest my game, Five, as well.

Both these playtests will be some evening next week (though probably different evenings).

Anyone interested?

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travisjhall
Sep. 25th, 2008 07:06 am (UTC)

Well, I think I'm entered for both games already, but you know that if I playtest, I'll just find something else to play at the con, so it's not like the con would miss out on my patronage. I'd be up for them, depending on when.

Technically I'm a writer, but I'm only running one session, so I don't mind if other writers get preference before me. Besides, I've already playtested two games for this con.

punk_rock_nerd
Sep. 25th, 2008 07:12 am (UTC)
The Org would like to put his hand up. Depending on timing.
lokicarbis
Sep. 25th, 2008 12:46 pm (UTC)
On Grand Final weeken? You sadist!

Seriously, would love to, but pretty much booked solid already.
halloranelder
Sep. 25th, 2008 02:41 pm (UTC)
What part of "some evening next week" didn't you understand? :)
lokicarbis
Sep. 26th, 2008 02:06 am (UTC)
The bit I didn't pay enough attention to :)
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