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Post by Rojo on Feb 2, 2009 8:57:34 GMT -5
"Yes, probably."
Meanwhile, the green-cloaked watcher has slipped away in the confusion of the universe wrapping in on itself like a giant screwed-up paper ball.
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Post by Seven on Feb 2, 2009 9:09:47 GMT -5
"Hey, if the universe imploded, shouldn't we all be dead?"
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Post by Rojo on Feb 2, 2009 11:57:05 GMT -5
"...Haven't you seen the episode of Futurama where this happens? They just end up playinh D&D for all eternity...*sigh* what a life..."
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Post by Seven on Feb 2, 2009 12:45:31 GMT -5
Thrasymachus furrows his brow. "Futurama? D&D?" Being from another time and place, he is unfamiliar with these terms.
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Post by Rojo on Feb 2, 2009 16:34:50 GMT -5
The boy gives him a scathing look.
"Yes, I can tell you'd love to be a Dungeon Master..."
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Post by Seven on Feb 2, 2009 20:24:41 GMT -5
Thrasymachus raises an eyebrow. "Oh? Care to explain what a dungeon master is, or am I going to have to assume it's something lewd?"
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Post by Rojo on Feb 3, 2009 10:37:54 GMT -5
"A Dungeon Master is one who runs the game. He describes areas, monsters, people and just about everything else in the gameworld. He tries his best to stop the players achieveing their goal while also having fun. I think you'd mostly enjoy the first bit."
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Post by Seven on Feb 3, 2009 14:37:17 GMT -5
When you next look over at Thrasymachus, he's already set up the board, several characters, and has a small library of the entire collection of D&D books. "Sounds ideal. Let's begin."
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Post by Rojo on Feb 3, 2009 14:41:34 GMT -5
The boy shrugs and pulls out a small sheet of paper from somewhere on his person.
"Sure."
He takes a seat.
"You don't happen to have any friends, because, as unlikely as that is, it might be a little bit hard for Quim Lathspell to journey on his own."
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Post by Seven on Feb 3, 2009 14:48:48 GMT -5
"I imploded everyone else, remember?" This seems to be the indirect way of saying "no."
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Post by Rojo on Feb 3, 2009 14:51:09 GMT -5
The boy shrugs again.
"Maybe Rojo or someone will wander over sooner or later...he blew up the universe once before, but that righted itself somehow...anyway, on with the game."
He looks expectantly at the man sitting across the board from him.
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Post by Seven on Feb 3, 2009 14:54:04 GMT -5
((....are we actually going to try and D&D over the internet? Cuz I've never actually played D&D myself....))
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Post by Rojo on Feb 3, 2009 14:56:18 GMT -5
((I've been meaning to ask you if you wanted to do this. Don't worry, we don't have to do a really strict "FIND YOUR D20 AND ROLL IT BITCH!" version. We can just sort of make it up as we go along. I'm pretty familiar with the very important rules anyway. Although it's completely up to you.))
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Post by Seven on Feb 3, 2009 15:02:08 GMT -5
((*grins* Actually, even if Thrasymachus did something badly, it would be fine. Since it would still be in character. In fact, he could just be the biggest jerk DM of all time.))
"Rather than beginning in a town, as tradition would have, your character is currently locked in dungeon full of monsters. It seems you've violated a law of some sort by offending the supreme guardian--I mean, King of Cogswell. The dungeon is dimly light and you can hear the screams of all unfortunate prisoners not to far off. It seems this King is sadistic. You have one chance to win your freedom by making it out alive."
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Post by Rojo on Feb 3, 2009 15:04:10 GMT -5
((Cogswell...You haven't been watching Unforgotten Realms, have you?))
"Quim looks around his cell. What does he see?"
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