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Originally Posted by Kloster
Of course, we played toon (killer also, but this is another story).
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You know, I ran Toon once back in college. The drugs were slightly more alcohol related. The only thing I remember about that session was that one of the players had a portable hole and he kept accidentally pulling out the Yellow Submarine version of Ringo Starr when he was trying for useful things, like bombs and stuff.
Ah, Killer. We got busted at school (sixth grade) for playing Killer. The principal was worried that we might take it too far. But this was the 80s, so we just sat down and talked for a while* rather than being sent to special schools or deprogramming camps or jail or whatever they'd do to kids these days.
The best part of the Killer thing, though, is that it was my mom's fault we were playing. She started everything off by "killing" me with a poisoned sandwich. When the other kids saw that they went gaga for the concept of the game. Yes, I love my mom. She's still the coolest.
* We convinced her that we were all sane within a few minutes. We spent the rest of the hour or so helping her plan what kind of computers to get for the lab they were putting in the next year. Apple ][e's, of course.