Have you ever been to one of those murder mystery dinners?
This weekend found me in Rochester, MN, eating a Castaway Island Cheese Ball at such a dinner. My character was Quintus Swelter, the "sinister and vain" cook on the pirate ship Scurvy Knave. My role in the game was to insult the other ship's cook, make the cabin boy's life miserable, and poison people willy-nilly as the urge struck.
Dave's character was Salamanca, the easily-amused valet of a wealthy Spanish don. I believe Dave's role in the game was to make people wonder whether he shaves his chest or not.
As a bonus, I ran back into a really cool girl I knew back in medical school. (Sarah, in the middle of the group here.) She was playing Saucy Nancy, Captain of the pirate ship Fury. Her apparent assignment in the game was to say "Yarrrrgh" a lot, try to lure the crew away from the other ship, and to make faces in pictures that would make people wonder if she'd had a brainstem stroke.
The only trouble with spending an evening in a house full of people pretending to be someone they're not is that at the end of the night you feel like you know everyone but actually don't know them at all. It's a strange feeling.
We hosted one a few years ago, but it was kind of a dud. Everybody just sat there, read their stuff out loud, then halfheartedly interacted. It looks like your group got a lot more into it. Maybe I should've required costumes!
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