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akeyoftime) wrote2006-07-18 08:30 pm
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I have a plea for help! I am trying to write a scene set in a club, but aside from some quarter-remembered movie scenes, I have no actual experience with clubs. Oops. I'm looking for the sensory information you'd get in a general club. I don't need a space in particular, just something beyond loud music and bass.
I really want to sit down and have a really, really good long complain, but aside from an uncomfortable and pervasive soreness in my body, I'm not really sure what I want to complain about. I think I'm just unexercised, post-Alertec, craving company and would do best to try and be positive.
Peter proposed that I run a game last night and my first reaction was "Eep! No!", but I find myself reconsidering. I'm making loose plans to do just that in the fall and didn't I just make a post about trying to be more confident in this kind of thing? I'm still concerned about systems though. There aren't any I know backwards and forwards and I haven't any books, though I imagine I could borrow those. We'll see! Maybe I will run a one-shot.
I really want to sit down and have a really, really good long complain, but aside from an uncomfortable and pervasive soreness in my body, I'm not really sure what I want to complain about. I think I'm just unexercised, post-Alertec, craving company and would do best to try and be positive.
Peter proposed that I run a game last night and my first reaction was "Eep! No!", but I find myself reconsidering. I'm making loose plans to do just that in the fall and didn't I just make a post about trying to be more confident in this kind of thing? I'm still concerned about systems though. There aren't any I know backwards and forwards and I haven't any books, though I imagine I could borrow those. We'll see! Maybe I will run a one-shot.
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Yes, it's definitely hot, but I find when you get into the music, you don't notice a thing. You fly on the emotions and energy around you, and especially if you really like a song, you don't hear anything but that music, and you don't notice anything but how you're moving to it.
It isn't until something pulls you out of the moment that you realise you're broiling, and then you walk outside for a breath of fresh air.
I've never noticed cigarrette smoke smell, though the floors do get sticky as the night progresses, thanks to spilled drinks.
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