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^^ Have questions? Want to meet new gamer friends? Our Discord server is open year round! ^^
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Charity Chosen!
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Every year we like to sponsor a charity doing the kind of work we believe in. Donations at the convention will garner you a special pin, which GMs may recognize as a right to a free reroll or other nifty game mechanics! Meanwhile, you get to feel good about helping important causes while having a good time!
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This year's charity will be the Human Rights Campaign, which does amazing work in actively fighting for and providing resources for LGBTQ+ folks nationwide and in partnerships around the world.
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Other Things...
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We still need Storytellers/GMs/DMs! You get 1/3 off a weekend pass for every game you run, and our players are super friendly!
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Get Your Shirt While You Still Can!
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The Screen Printer Daemon's magic is, in fact, magic, but that doesn't mean it happens overnight! There's a limited amount of time left to order your shirt if you want it ready by Scarefest!
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Vendor Preview!!
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Once again we will be opening Sunday morning with the Goblin Market, where local artists and vendors and game creators will be available to demonstrate and sell their wares! Here's a sneak peek at Part-Time Cryptid!
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Part-Time Cryptid is a small business run by TJ Gallahan (he/him), a part-time illustrator and designer. TJ originally got their degree in game design in ‘16, but was fascinated by creating adorable little creatures inhabiting their own whimsical little world. And thus Part-Time Cryptid was born: Mothman and his cryptid pals are here to bring a little whimsy to your everyday activities in print, sticker, keychain and other craft forms!
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Minion Corner
Hi, Minion #22 again. So...OK. We did it! We think. We definitely did...something? Hilda drew a big circle on the floor down in the Catacombs, and the Occult Clown Cabal all held hands and chanted a lot, and I sacrificed 13 animal crackers (by eating them, as dictated by the wise witches who came before me) and then there was a lot of smoke and, like, a big hole opened in the floor. I say hole...but more like a portal, I guess? Lots of swirling darkness, that kind of thing? Hard to say for sure in the smoke. And because I ran away. We all did. We didn't actually expect it to work.
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It's been three days since then, and things are...weirder than usual? The Yeti dragged us all in to see that there were twice as many goldfish in the tank as there used to be. And it's not what you're thinking...these weren't new fish. We recognized them. It was Carrie, Sylvester, and Pinhead. The goldfish The Yeti ate on the first day he arrived. So that was weird. Then there's the carnival music that has started playing every night...and it's not coming from the Clown Encampment. It's just..everywhere. And sort of warped sounding, like it's playing on the wrong speed. So you know, odd things, but not that far outside the norm for life in the Minion Compound. But then we started finding bottles labeled "Drink Me" and cups of tea just sitting about that are still warm (even our kettle only supplies cold water) and finally there was the note...left on the middle of the breakroom table, scrawled in an archaic hand. It read, "Tick Tock, my dear friends."
Yeah. Yeah that one freaked us out.
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Sharing matters to us
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Please tell all your friends so they will come play with us!
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It's not a cult! Probably!
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