Intro: D&D Basic Edition. Breathe softly, children, lest I crumble to dust
Fall in love: Call Of Cthulhu.
Happy memories of standing on the balcony of a burning mansion in the Mississippi Delta c. 1930 remarking to a colleague that the tommy gun fire in the distance had stopped. "How are we going to know who's won?" I pondered aloud.
"Hell, that's easy," he said, flicking his cigar stub into the darkness. "We listen for the winner coming back, and if it's knocking down trees it ain't our boy"
Possibilities: 13th Age, where I ran a one-shot with a bunch of strangers at a Con. Ended in an interpretative dance-off and I could not have been happier with it.