Immersion is not digital - on or off. There's a sliding scale of immersion.
The greatest immersion I've ever felt was in a live-action game at a local convention. This was not folks running around in the woods with foam swords, throwing beanbags and yelling "lightning bolt!". Nobody actually hitting each other, no airsoft or nerf guns. Only props.
The scene was the opening day at a new museum exhibit, in the contemporary USA. A robbery goes bad, and turns into a hostage situation.
I was playing an off-duty cop, just trying to get a little culture in his otherwise lame and too-work-heavy life. A bunch of the characters were "tied up" (no actual ties used) by the robbers (other PCs), and left to sit. I'm across the room from a pregnant lady threatening to go into labor, and the mayor's wife, and the robbers are *really* not seeming to be in control of themselves. I overhear them on the phone with the authorities outside, including the mayor, and negotiations are *not* going well.
I learn after the game that the Mayor and his wife had been trying for years to have a child, and have failed. And here the mayor's wife is beside a woman going into labor.... the Mayor's wife starts to go into hysterics...
I *need* to do something. I ask one of the GMs what I have on me. Nope, no gun. I've got my wallet and badge in my back pocket...
Can I use the edge of that badge to cut apart my bonds? The GM quietly tells me yes. If I cam mime the motions of trying to cut bonds behind my back for 10 minutes without having the hostage-taking players notice, I can be free....
So I'm there, scraping away at my wrists. I, personally, start to get nervous - if they see me, and find my badge, I'm dead. They keep on pacing the room, never taking eyes off me for too long. My own heart starts to physically race...
And the woman playing the mayor's wife actually breaks into tears. Literally. Actual tears, flushed face, histrionic crying. While the hostage-takers are dealing with that mess, I am free, and start trying to actually physically move out of the room such that these real people don't notice me....
That, folks, was immersion.
The greatest immersion I've ever felt was in a live-action game at a local convention. This was not folks running around in the woods with foam swords, throwing beanbags and yelling "lightning bolt!". Nobody actually hitting each other, no airsoft or nerf guns. Only props.
The scene was the opening day at a new museum exhibit, in the contemporary USA. A robbery goes bad, and turns into a hostage situation.
I was playing an off-duty cop, just trying to get a little culture in his otherwise lame and too-work-heavy life. A bunch of the characters were "tied up" (no actual ties used) by the robbers (other PCs), and left to sit. I'm across the room from a pregnant lady threatening to go into labor, and the mayor's wife, and the robbers are *really* not seeming to be in control of themselves. I overhear them on the phone with the authorities outside, including the mayor, and negotiations are *not* going well.
I learn after the game that the Mayor and his wife had been trying for years to have a child, and have failed. And here the mayor's wife is beside a woman going into labor.... the Mayor's wife starts to go into hysterics...
I *need* to do something. I ask one of the GMs what I have on me. Nope, no gun. I've got my wallet and badge in my back pocket...
Can I use the edge of that badge to cut apart my bonds? The GM quietly tells me yes. If I cam mime the motions of trying to cut bonds behind my back for 10 minutes without having the hostage-taking players notice, I can be free....
So I'm there, scraping away at my wrists. I, personally, start to get nervous - if they see me, and find my badge, I'm dead. They keep on pacing the room, never taking eyes off me for too long. My own heart starts to physically race...
And the woman playing the mayor's wife actually breaks into tears. Literally. Actual tears, flushed face, histrionic crying. While the hostage-takers are dealing with that mess, I am free, and start trying to actually physically move out of the room such that these real people don't notice me....
That, folks, was immersion.