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Post by abisai on Sept 29, 2005 22:39:34 GMT -5
I have played DnD with many people over the years. Mostly in NY, but I also dabbled in Indiana with some friends. Last year I gave a crack at playing with total strangers in NC and this year another group has extended an invite to me to try playing with total strangers again.
Can this ever work? Or does the trust and fellowship of a game necessitate some degree of familiarity? Or can you just play with the chefs in any old restaurant in Wappingers?
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Post by Rob G on Oct 7, 2005 4:59:44 GMT -5
Hmmmm,
The wisest D&D dudes I know (monte cook, GG) maintain that you should not play D&D with anybody you would not enjoy doing something else with.
On the other hand not being friend with the guys you play with opens you up to fully roleplay your dude without other considerations interferring. If Bills assassin murders in front of your paladin, then kill his ass. Its not like you care if he gets mad.
If i believed i could run aparty of competent strangers I would.
But in general most people are fucking assholes. And the D&D community is a well known hideout for social outcasts assholes who mark their mastery of their territory by belittling you.
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Post by abisai on Oct 8, 2005 22:52:35 GMT -5
Quoteable: ...the D&D community is a well known hideout for social outcasts assholes who mark their mastery of their territory by belittling you. Fucking true! Somehow I know deep underneath any attempt for these guys here recruiting me is a soft underbelly of that old "we're a bunch of assholes that made the last DM quit" vibe that I will just have to discover myself. A positive note is that they are a solid group that has played together for years. That is so much better than the group of complete strangers I linked up with last time, where people literally were complete assholes at will, everyone quit after like two sessions, and nothing was ever much fun other than my drinking and watching this unfold before my beers. I have high hopes for this new group, we'll see. They claim to be starting up again in January. For all I know that means they will be interviewing gamers to find someone to their liking and merely uninvite me. That would be hilarious. |
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Post by abisai on Oct 8, 2005 22:53:22 GMT -5
Anyhow, whatever happened to DnD with the chefs? Did that work out?
What has been people's experiences playing with strangers at the DnD conventions?
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Post by Ken on Oct 9, 2005 7:39:05 GMT -5
Many of my experiences playing at the conventions have been positive but that was because I always played with at least one friend. The conventional wisdom of this move was to be able to team-up against the social outcast assholes who ATTEMPT to mark their territory by belittling you. This worked like a charm, even against the DM's, who were always intimidated by team-ups like Ken & Lar (just overpowering muscle) or Ken & Rob (overpowering muscle and ovewrwhelming brains). One time I tried playing a game and I just had to get up and leave. I went out to get McDonalds and came back the last five minutes of the session, just to be an asshole.
The best was when an asshole would make an attempt at sarcasm or try to exert some control at the expense of someone else, we would look at each other for a second, mental telepathy at work, and then just descend on that person for the rest of the game. We were like wolves to the slaughter. It was great!
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Post by Rob G on Oct 9, 2005 21:39:23 GMT -5
The D&D with Chefs was cut short by me. There was only one real adult player there and he was playing for the nostalgia of original D&D. It was not fun and thus it ended.
Everything Ken says about conventions is true. But you will not have this option.
A funny story one time was we played a D&D game at the end of a convention and all of us played. There was 8 players. the 7 people we came with and ONE stranger. This stranger was the exact type of asshole we spoke of previously. He did not realise we were together and began to be a dick. We shitted on him endlessly throughout the adventure and the DM's loved it. The DMs were actuially west point dudes who were real normal folk. So they too enjoyed our abuse of this scumbag. At one point we dissallowed him to speak.
On aside note the DM thing was cool. The module actually had to due with transporting THE SWORD OF KAS. As one guy DMed the other DM would sneak arround whispering in your ear as he roleplayed the sentient blade. It was COOOOOOOOOLLLLL.
Big ups to west point
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Post by cheeze1 on Oct 10, 2005 19:34:57 GMT -5
yes i remeber that module good times but even better tmes came upon the module where it was me ken and rob a bunch of assholes one super geek with a binder of magic items and the king of assholes trying to force rob to heal an injured evil npc .i believe it like this :
king asshole : heal him or i will kill you
ken rob and cheese :bring it
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Post by Ken on Oct 13, 2005 7:23:50 GMT -5
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE LOOK ON HIS FACE: PRICELESS.
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Post by abisai on Oct 15, 2005 11:34:15 GMT -5
You guys have me thinking I will go this house and sit at the table to find myself being dubbed King Asshole while the rest of the party attacks my character. That would be hilarious. I take from all this that I need to find a wingman within the group. Someone talking shit? Dispatch wingman to address them before I start the smiting. Actually, if it were that bad I would not play.
Question: now that we are all old men playing this old game. Do people ever talk of returning to the conventions? I know Fred talked about it a couple years back, because he and I never made it to one.
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Post by Rob G on Oct 16, 2005 14:23:48 GMT -5
This whole deal (not know the dudes you play with) will lend itself to unique roleplaying opportunities you will never have. You should seis this by creating a PC to take advantage. Maybe evil, or manipulative.
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Post by Ken on Oct 21, 2005 21:09:21 GMT -5
I don't play anymore. I seem to have finally lost the will to spend all my fortune on new books, learning a slew of new rules, and waiting patiently for my turn to attack. With the time it takes to actually make the attack, especially if your attack is ineffectual, I felt like I was just sitting around, my adrenaline pumping and with no release for it. Sometimes I actually felt like smiting the real live person next to me.
Plus, with having to get up so damn early to get to work, I just don't have the ability to stay awake after 11pm anymore.
And the smoking, I was getting cancer just playing with these guys. Can you imagine, the doctor tells me,
"Mr. Nasi, you have lung cancer. You must stop smoking."
"No doctor. I have to stop playing D&D."
"Surely you can't be serious."
"Yes, I am. And don't call me Shirley."
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Post by abisai on Oct 24, 2005 17:09:36 GMT -5
That shit was wild funny Ken. Try explaining to your fiance who moved to NY that you really are not out all night getting drunk hitting on chicks. It's DND baby. Never mind the stench of cigarettes and rays of sunlight over my shoulder as I walk in the door, I swear I was rolling dice until dawn.
I felt many times like smiting people. I found an outlet for this in NC. It's called beer. But really, what is the point of playing if I have to innoculate myself do be able to endure it all? Hopefully this new group will be good and it will be cool. They start a new campaign with the new year.
Oh and Ken, no one actually buys books anymore. Shit is all free online if you know where to look. Not that anyone really bothers to look or read the rules anyway. Fuck rules says me, on with the show. I said something like this to the new guy and I just saw something I thought. Something like the guy who always follows the rules, the guy who never created anything unique or innovative, the guy who would be at a loss to create without an example to follow. Wingman be thy name!
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Post by abisai on Jan 6, 2006 18:15:57 GMT -5
In case anyone was wondering, with Lisa becoming pregnant I decided this was not the time in my life to resume the routine of long DnD sessions away from my family. Maybe someday, just not now when my wife needs me most and I most want to be with my wife.
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