RE: (TFT) Disenchanted

["Cas and Lisa Liber" <casliber@ozemail.com.au>]

He, there is sometihng abount DMGII storytelling which just says "louisiana'
or 'the South' to me, or maybe there isn't and I am just making a big
assumption because I know he's from down that way and my brain is putting 2
and 2 together and getting 5....anyway, keep 'em coming
Cas

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From: tft-admin@brainiac.com [mailto:tft-admin@brainiac.com] On Behalf Of
David Michael Grouchy II
Sent: Friday, August 08, 2008 4:26 AM
To: tft@brainiac.com
Subject: (TFT) Disenchanted

Disenchanted

     Robert Miles has a series of large slumber parties.  Six to eight of us
get together and spend the night at his house.  There is kool-aid, milk, or
apple juice.  His mother even bought us a huge bag of chips, so we didnt
have to provide our own.  Very inviting.

     Breakfast is an assembly line of pancakes, eggs to order, and toast.
We eat in shifts while the others are still gaming.  The entire evening and
morning are a hit, so of course we all want to attend the next one.  This
time Robert has even more adventures dreamed up for us.  Characters are
mostly made already so it only takes an hour to get started this time.
After the first fight he takes two of the players back into his room.

     The rest of us are wondering what is going on.  The evening starts to
drag.  They are back there a long while.

     Someone says He left his notebook.

     Every eye in the room is looking at it.  We all want to know what is in
there.  I dont have a moments doubt that if there were only two of us,
instead of five, we would look.

     Do you think we should?

     Naw, just leave it be.

     Eventually Robert and the two players come out.  They take their
places.
Robert sits in his spot and picks up his notebook.  When he touches it
someone chuckles nervously.  Robert immediately clutches his notebook and
looks around suspiciously.

     Did any of you look in here.

     No.

     Naw.

     No man.

     We didnt look.

     I didnt.

     At that last one Robert becomes convinced that someone looked.
Someone looked, I know you did.  Who did it.

     Robbie Flammang, his closest friend, says Theyre just joking.  No
body looked.

     Somebody looked, who was it.

     Youre just being paranoid Robert.

     No Im not.  He insists.  You guys just made that up to go against
me.

     There is a stunned silence in the room.  We all blink once or twice, we
all look at each other and reach silent consensus.  Robert does not know
what the word paranoid means.

     Where is your dictionary Robert.  So the word is looked up and shown
to him.  And we get to play the rest of the night.  Oh and the two players.
They have been bitten by werewolves and latter attack us at a signal from
Robert.

     The third and last slumber party he shows us a dungeon he has spent a
couple of weeks working on.  Under the Cloud Giants Castle he calls it.
Its a castle in the clouds. The ground is made of  springy cloud like a
trampoline.  In the basement the last monster you have to fight is the
Devil.
And He is sending it in to get published.

     We are all proud of him.  We have a great time that evening.  They
reject his submission though saying they just cant use it.  Later Robbie
Flammang shows me a module from Judges Guild.  Its a castle in the clouds,
except the clouds are solid and springy, and the last monster is the Devil.
Its not Roberts hand, but the picture is definitely Roberts Devil.

     I dont know how Robert Miles took it.  But he never DMd again.  As
far as I know he never gamed again either.  Judges Guild succeeded in
disenchanting one of my first GMs.  The kid who just moved down from
Wisconsin and introduced all of us to gaming by word of mouth.


David Michael Grouchy II
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