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Play testers required

I'm running a play test for the tabletop game I'm running at Pheno (London Girls), and need one more player for it.

As far as I know I have four play testers already, and since it's a five player game I want five. So, if you aren't intending to play London Girls at Pheno in two weeks and you're available tomorrow afternoon and want to help, please let me know.

I'll give a bit of advanced warning though. I'm going to be a bit picky with who I choose to do the playtest. A play test is so that people can find the holes in the game before it runs lives. As a result, I'm asking these people to criticize me and my work. This means I'm only going to be allowing people I really, really trust to be in the play test.

I know my mental issues, and work around them. :)

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travisjhall
May. 22nd, 2009 04:57 am (UTC)

before it runs lives

I know this is a typo, but there's two equally-simple corrections that make it parse. One makes me much more worried about your game than the other.

halloranelder
May. 22nd, 2009 05:54 am (UTC)
before it ruins lives has a much better ring to it...
ozisim
May. 22nd, 2009 06:01 am (UTC)
Seconded!
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