Soooooooooo, anyone who reads this blog may have noticed that I haven't written anything for a while. That's true, I haven't. Been trying to figure out where I'm going and what I'm doing with my life and tons of other things that would bore you but seem life-altering to me. But, have no fear, I bring to you a new blog filled with the ultimate in nerdiness: Dungeons and Dragons!
Ah, D&D. Just the mention of it dredges up images of devil-worshipping kids who can't get a date and spend all their time in the basement with the lights turned off, the Deicide turned up, rolling dice and doing their damnedest to get an early onset of diabetes. I didn't really get into RPGs of any type until college, not because I was too cool but really because I was so uncool I didn't have anyone to play with. Well, that's not entirely true, but the truth is boring so the Hollywood version is that I had no friends and therefore no one to play D&D with, though there was a time when my bestest friend in the whole world, who I only saw once a year because he lived far away, came to visit and brought with him a D&D board game. I immediately set up a scenario in which I knew he would be killed, involving manscorpions and other assorted baddies. His lone thief stood no chance, I pissed him off, and...well, now I'm starting to realize why I had no friends. Wow, that's depressing.
Back on topic. In college I found a group of people as socialy awkward as I and we proceeded to do some roleplaying. Boy was that embarrassing the first time, when I came in with my whips, chains, and leather thong. Seriously though, we played RIFTS I believe, and it was during this campaign that I first caugh the ire of what could be considered my college nemesis, whose name shall not be used in case he ever comes across this and, in need of some funds to support his heroin addiction or whatever, decides to sue me for libel. (Incidentally, he's not addicted to heroin as far as I know) This fellow got mad at me for playing my character and from that point on made it his job to make my life a living hell. From RIFTS we went through TMNT, Star Wars, Ravenloft, D&D, and a smattering of the DC game. So, we had lots of fun, many people were killed and wenches ravished, and copious amounts of junk food were consumed.
Flash forward to now. Isn't time travel wonderful? Anywho, here in grad school, I didn't run into as many D&D fans. Probably has something to do with Pat Robertson being Chancellor, but nevertheless I once again found myself without people to play with. Now, almost graduated and rueing the day I was born, my wife buys me the D&D Miniatures Basic Set which I immediately fell in love with. Then I find out that some of my friends are curious and want to play the game, so we bust it out and next thing I know I'm running a campaign filled with action, adventure, intrigue, and story...all of which I make up completely off the cuff. The beauty of this game is that I don't have a DM guide, so I have to make up a lot of things, but that's fine by me especially since I have all newbies so no one can argue about the rules. I even made up a weapon called the "Flaming Sword of Retribution" for them to find which does regular longsowrd damage plus 5 burning damage per attack, as well as 5 damage every round to attacked creature. Great stuff.
I'm addicted. I love this game, and I find myself wanting to continue this campaign. I even get worried that one of the people playing will back out and I try to figure out how we can work it without them. Wow, that's sad. Maybe Pat is right and D&D is bad for you....
Nahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Sam