There were a lot of players. My cat - Old Tom - is the oldest, and I'm fairly proactive as a player, so somehow I ended up being the person giving a lot of the orders. Well, as much as you can give orders to a herd of cats! To avoid hogging the spotlight I would give vague orders or suggestions, occasionally intervene, and then go off for a nap on the front porch.
We had a fun first half trying to get food, which involved laying out a breadcrumb trap for a flock of pigeons. One of the characters, Little Monster, got pooped on by a pigeon in the process. This prompted a conversation that I'm sure I've never had in an RPG before...
Little Monster: Ewww! How am I supposed to get this off?
Old Tom: Kid, you clean your butt with your tongue. What's the problem?
Little Monster: Well...yeah...but that's my butt. This is different.
The latter half of the game involved us squaring off against the big bad, a malevolent raccoon. We fought him in the dream world, which is always a formula for wtf-ery. This time it involved an overheated dryer and the Snuggle fabric softener bear come to life. Good stuff.
We also have a new player who, much like Dawn in Buffy, was just there when we started playing. My head asploded when I found out that they played at GoPlay with someone from my other gaming group, knew about Polaris, and actually knew about all the crazy hippie games I play. My gaming world is getting smaller, which is not necessarily a bad thing.
