2. I had my 1st sex with someone else at my 1st convention cuz none of our group was old enough to drive so my DM’s sister drove us to kent state university for a 2 day convention… I was 15 she was 17. (the worst thing happened at the convention also, I busted 2 of my “gaming buddies” shoplifting from a table display. so after I punched him in the face and ratted them out I had to take a greyhound home)

3. when my cousin got kicked out of his house I let him stay with me for about a month. We played every day from when both of were awake until one of us fell asleep (sometimes that happened right in the middle of a game session. We’d exchange being dm every other day. And we winged everything making up crap as we played. It got a little flaky at the end, neither one of us could think of anymore names fer an npc so we just decided to name all the npc’s “Olaf The…. Barkeep, The Tanner, the mongrel” or Olaffsa The Barmaid, The seamstress, The fugly. and towards the end of our gaming session when we’ve been up fer like 30 hours, we’d stop playing grab a bunch of dice and roll them and count how many had the natual highest then the other person would keep rolling until they beat it.

To bad I haven’t played it in like 3 or 4 years. unless you call that abomination D&D 4e, Dungeons and dragons, I played it fer a month, but its way to much like world of warcrack for me.

Ok I’m done

- Playing with a DM who is a very creative storyteller (my husband!)
- Being an elf and all the things that come with it– infravision, having NPCs freak out when they see me, meeting other elves for the first time since my character left her home months before
- trying my best to act and occasionally getting bonuses for it
- when my friend accidentally killed some rangers and assembled new bodies for them, made of various plant matter
- accidentally doing something stupid and being saved by pure chance
- the fact that, within reason (and if you choose to adhere to it, alignment), one can do anything.
- natural twenties
- creativity, logic, chance

Peace

Just started playing again (using AD&D 2E) after about 10 years.

Favourites from the past include:

- double 20 on a crit hit table on the main bad guy at the end of a campaign (also flummoxed me once as DM – one of my players did this to a ‘named character’ in Dark Sun)

- my stoner mates and I playing a 1E/2E homebrew by candlelight with the smell of wax in the air and the atmosphere in the room as we fought Asmodeus’ minions and having one of our party eventually go over to the darkside to fight against us as well (his name – Excretor of Boulders)

- my first ever character, a psionicist, finally reaching level 9 and getting some followers only to be snuffed out very soon after

- my chaotic neutral elven thief (Sylvan Daglor) who was a pyro, and would always get the party into bar fights and then sneak off to set the inn alight while everyone was fighting around him (made for some awesome battles – the party lined up against everyone else in the bar while flames and smoke filled the room) – he was also a tumbler, so he would always try to do things like backflip off a table while firing an arrow at an opponent, and generally pulling off at least the backflip

- my old 2E bard who was a ‘blade’ (kit) – he would always put on these amazing weapon displays before a battle in order to increase the party’s morale, only to be knocked unconscious within the first round

- adventuring in the 9 hells (hardcore sh*t – when one of our groups had all reached about 15th level we decided to tromp into hell and take on whatever we could find – quite disastrous really (and no-one came back)

- playing through the night until the sun was high in the sky the next day and beginnning to hallucinate the scenes the DM was describing (in a watching from a distance type way, not a “I’m an elf wielding a sword for real” kind of way)

- one of my group getting together with a human female city guard captain and using a candle as a sex toy with her (he then kept it in his backpack and use it as bait for a group of orcs who were tracking us by sent) That was one weird game. Phil – if you’re reading this – get in touch.

- drinking a lot of scotch and bourbon with mates that I will always call mates, but some of whom I may never see again

So many good times that I reminisce about once in a while.

I’ll definitely never play 3E/3.5E/4E – some kid above said that his character has an AC of 58 or something ridiculous like that – since when do ACs go that high (and not into negatives anyway?) and 70th and 80th level characters are a load of rubbish (unless you’re Ed Greenwood, or someone else who has been playing that long).

Actual awesomeness:

- The Machine (I think that’s what it was called – the huge machine that just went from one side of a continent to another laying everything in it’s way to waste, and then plane-shifting when it went into the ocean)

- Hammer of Thunderbolts (15th Level Fighter/Mage had one – rocked out hard with it)

- Ring of regeneration

- 2 shots per round with a bow

Geez – I rambled on a bit there – it just all came back…

A moments silence out of respect please gentlemen….