At the edge of the world… there is D&D!

August 22nd, 2008 Nichole

Life has settled down for us in the geek, game squad.  Thus, we are going to start a new D&D campaign on Monday, fresh and chock-full of version 4 goodness.  I never liked playing gnomes anyway!

Zach will be running the campaign, which should be fun.  I hope Shaun and Brad don’t conspire to sabotage it again.  In retrospect, it was pretty sweet.  We all had fun cheating with the Deck of Many Things.  Oh lord, did we ever.

There will be four other people playing this time around which… I’m not too sure about.  I don’t like role playing with a ton of people only because the sessions get less and less intimate the more chairs you fill at the table.  I think 1 DM and 4 players is plenty.  This time we will have the 1 DM but 7 other people. I sort of hope they all won’t come every single time.  I’m horrible, I know.

I can’t wait.  Seriously.  I fricken cannot wait.

I need to decide what sort of character to make.  Any suggestions, guys?


OMG we’re playing D&D again.

August 2nd, 2008 Nichole

At Shaun’s son’s 1st birthday party I talked with Brad about us playing D&D again.  And the way schedules are working out, this should happen sometime soon.  He said he even bought the core 4th edition books which have some very nice changes.  I really, really, REALLY can’t wait to role play again.

I forgot to put on sunscreen at the party, and I’m sunburned.  Makes me sad because I have a nice farmer’s tan on my neck now.  Blast it!


Lucky and not-so-lucky.

February 28th, 2008 Nichole

If your dice aren’t performing the way they should (ie: you’re rolling all 1s), I found out that you are to stick said dice in the freezer as punishment.  Supposedly it will freeze some sense into them.  Heh.

I love these guys so much.

Lame post, but I’m sleepy and need to get to bed.  Yes.  So very sleepy.  But zombies were crushed in the process so it’s all good… even if a lot of 1s were rolled.


Zombies and cults fuck you up.

February 14th, 2008 Nichole

We started Brad’s d20 Modern campaign tonight. It was so stressful, but when I’m role playing that’s a good thing. I like fearing for the life of my character and her comrades. It makes things interesting. In makes me want to play more.

Despite the stress of fiction, I felt absolutely invigorated. Defiant. It thrills me to know I can easily bring down a horde of zombies without blinking an eye… or taking damage. I thrive for a challenge. Work with your mistakes. We had plenty to work with tonight: we blew two tires right off the bat, Shaun fell unconscious, a cult nearly killed us as we jumped back into a pickup truck Shaun had to re-steal. That chaos, that sense of unpredictability, it’s such an awesome feeling even if you’re experiencing it at a dining room table.

I love those guys so much; they don’t even know it. They keep me sane. They keep me alive. When I’m through role playing with them for the week I feel like I can take on the world. So cliche but nevertheless true. Rolling dice is bliss. I laugh and joke and yell and scream, but it’s all in good fun.

We ate great food tonight, and I played Rock Band. Jose has some of the coolest, random pieces of furniture I’ve ever seen. Zach makes me laugh at all his terrible jokes. Shaun makes me smile just because he’s Shaun. Brad, that bastard, threw snow at me while we were leaving, but it’s okay because I love him. I love them all.

They all make me so happy.


Roll a d20.

February 6th, 2008 Nichole

Shaun called me a little after 5 saying that we were to start playing D20 Modern again and that I should come over and make a character with him and Brad. Jose would not be there due to the fact he made dinner plans with his girlfriend, with whom he wants to break it off.

I don’t get that.

It felt nice to be with Shaun and Brad tonight. Lord knows I needed to be with someone. There’s something about the two of them that make me feel at ease. I’ll even go as far to say they make me feel at peace. One with the universe and all that jazz. Most likely it’s because I know that if anyone ever messes with me, they got my back in all sorts of ways. Painful ways.

We connect, even when sometimes we don’t have a whole lot in common. There’s just some sort of wavelength we all ride on, one right after another down a crazy slope of coherent incoherence and gamer insanity. It’s a nice feeling to know I can be the person I want to be around them. I don’t have to always share my story to know they understand.

I love them dearly.