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Dungeon Majesty, a hilarious public access TV show from 2004 where four women play D&D and act out the various battle scenes with ridiculous green screen effects.
I have a copy of Dieties and Demigods, the first edition before they revised it to remove the stuff that they didn't own the rights to. I feel like a lot of the stuff I use in my professional life (particularly writing and public speaking, but also more basic stuff like organization and leading teams) got started in fifth grade when I was playing D&D. I can't wait until the new edition of this comes out so I can buy it and teach it to my kids.
Wasn't there something about becoming a bard that made it totally not worth it? Like having to be a fighter for a few levels, then a thief for a few levels without using your fighter skills, and then you could be a bard if you passed a standardized bard test or something? Neither me or anyone I ever played with ever attempted that bard path, and I've never had anyone start telling me about their D&D character unsolicited by starting with "So I did all the work to become a bard," either.
Two short stories: A friend of mine won a class jeopardy contest because of D&D. "Trebuchet", which he pronounced "tray-bu-shet" In third grade sunday school, we were talking on why we call Jesus "Lord".
I had a female fighter called Bbbbbbbalqps (the last bit actually being the letter psi), and a paladin called GRO LaSaller-Ingrate. A friend had a character named after the economist Biblabp das Gupta.
first edition took forever to level) but he was good for soaking up damage so the other characters could survive to deal damage. Crazy obscure weapons like harpoons, bill-guisarms, falchion-forks and lucern hammers Getting screwed over by super difficult monsters and modules.
I haven't enjoyed reading some random site I stumbled upon on the Net this much in a looooong time. I got almost every reference, felt every emotion, laughed at the obscurities and bizareness, and felt kinship with total strangers I'll never meet, just because we shared what is was to play pen & paper D&D back in the days. You've all collectively made my day and put a smile on my face.
I just looked it up in my mint-condition, 25 year-old, still-has-the-$12-sticker-on-it Player's. However, we're talking about a magical world where monsters that can turn armor into rust fight Elves that can see in the dark ... And so, I cast the non-existent illusionist spell Suspend Partial Suspension of Disbelief on you, thereby making it ok for you to be both a halfling and a magician. However, I must admit you totally faced a dungeon master in a public forum and won (technically), so the next bottle of Mountain Dew is on me. what you have revealed unto us about your teenage World of Greyhawk years is both beautiful and disturbing.
Riding my bike a few blocks to my friends house to play. Learning about Vic-20, punk rock, and checking out my friend's older sister, things I would have never learned about at home. Wanting to DM, but the guy who owned the manual always did. Photocopying player pages at the local copy place with my allowance.
Human dual classed Fighter 4 to Mage, with a specialization in Bows! Definitely playing the sociopathic CN's, that was the best, scamming or intimidating the rest of the party so much the adventure could barely move forward out of fear.
I didn't know anything about the game or anyone who played. Anyway, the best moment for me was that "eureka" thing after reading the game book cover to cover three times and finally getting the concept of the game. I gave about 30 of my boxed RPGs to the RPG club when I went to University.
The guys in my party, without me suggesting it, took me to the medical robot. They tried having my body replaced with an android body. The DM didn't really want to allow it, but he rolled 4 20s in a row! Rolling for mutations and 6' tall machine gun wielding jackrabbits among the highlights. We all got a looooong lecture by our pastor about the dangers of demon worship- it was pretty hilarious how serious they took it- and calls home to our parents. From then on we had to meet surreptitiously to play, adding to the experience immensely. It takes a wedding or a funeral to force me through the church doors nowadays, but whenever my old DM is in town I still look forward to the odd all-nighter.
I recently went away for the summer and now all my players claim that they are "level 70'' and I have a mad power gamer who has a level 5 priest with all 20's for his stats "because it's part of his character" I destroyed all their characters in a level 10 dungeon just to prove that I could.
Calculating where to conjure the Wall of Iron / Stone so it will topple and crush the most monsters. My friend's gnome illusionist (he of the illusionary gold fame) and his giant riding skunk.
NAVY, while stationed on board the aircraftcarrier the USS Enterprise CVN-65. My fav character-(and 1st character) Dwarf fighter/thief named Kinak of Granite hill. Coming to the realization that dragons are not only intelligent but they can be reasoned with.
and has EVERYTHING you'd need to have a very very fun and excitting game. My friend is running this for us, with the Night of dissolusion suppliment, and my god, it's fantastic ^_^.
only to have it come back in every game randomly and hit one of us in the head >_> Someo of the best days of my life spent with friends I will never forget doing things that we can only dream of.
I remember branching out into whatever looked promising at the game store like the little sets of Car Wars or OGRE, or being the ultimate dorks and playing KILLER around school... I fondly remember sitting around listening to bootleg led zeppelin and yngwie malmsteen cassetes while we were playing and the luxury of the store-bought screen to keep the players from scoping my awesome maps and NPC scripts...
He had some cube of force that when used gave his favorite character a cubed shaped force field around him. He used it against a giant that was throwing boulders at him. He laughed because he said that nothing was ever going to kill his character because of the cube. I had the giant do something smart and place a monster size boulder on top of the cube shaped force field and dared him to turn the force field off. His character survived only because he sacrificed the cube of force.
Totally misusing the portable hole as a temporary refuge. DM conveniently allowing us to bring our bag of many things into the hole without tearing the space time continuum.
Module - Castle Amber (with the 300' guy that used a tree as a club 10-80 damage I think) Module - Isle of Dread - I think we had about 5 copies of this one for some reason...
They were fighting a Basillisk at the time and the party thief was turned. The Dwarf promptly hefted the statue and broke it to a million pieces. My other favorite was playing a Kender that kept wandering off. The party never did slow down to chat or think things through, because I never let the game bog down long enough. Last favorite thing was a elf fighter/mage wearing a Helm of Brillance. A large blue dragon landed in front of him and I won init. DM was so pissed that he made the dragon fall on me as it died.
My best memory is the DM who didn't think I would create a monk more powerful than the whole party. when I hit level 18 (mind you he started us at 15 because he was a pretty bad DM) my monk had 58 AC (Later recalculated to be close to 70 by a friend who played much longer than I and I guess I missed a step) Had vorpal hands, could make a wish per day and had not only used an iron palm against a red dragon, but killed the dragon with it. I have however been looking for more experienced people who know what they are doing.
The game was set on the first level of hell during the blood wars (between demons and devils). I got to meet Tiamat and was the only person standing there after the dragonfear check. We were in what should have been epic levels and the DM still caused us much pain and death.
My whole party was unconcious after a battle with an elder vampire. The only thing that could save the party was two thrown weapons from th...
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