Mercurius
Legend
It struck me that most of us engaged in conversations about different editions of D&D have been playing at least since 2E, and the "D&D boomers" like myself generally started with B/X or 1E in the late 70s or early 80s, and of course we have the first generation who started with OD&D or Holmes in the mid-70s. But rarely do we consider the alternate: folks that started playing within the last 14 years, since the arrival of 3E, and have since tried out earlier editions.
What struck me is that us "old-timers" who started with TSR D&D don't know what it feels like to be a newcomer, to discover D&D for the first time in the "modern age" of the game. We have decades of memory to fall back on. We remember buying hardcovers in game stores for $12.95 or when the art of Jeff Easley, Larry Elmore, Keith Parkinson and Clyde Caldwell revolutionized the look of the game (not realizing that it was only in the early 80s that TSR could afford such artists!)
So my question is for those folks: How do earlier editions play for you? How would you compare them to 3E, 4E, or Pathfinder? What sort of feelings do they evoke? Is it creepy like visiting an old folks home where they're playing big band, or is it more like coming home for the first time to new realms of imagination and possibility? Or something completely different?
What struck me is that us "old-timers" who started with TSR D&D don't know what it feels like to be a newcomer, to discover D&D for the first time in the "modern age" of the game. We have decades of memory to fall back on. We remember buying hardcovers in game stores for $12.95 or when the art of Jeff Easley, Larry Elmore, Keith Parkinson and Clyde Caldwell revolutionized the look of the game (not realizing that it was only in the early 80s that TSR could afford such artists!)
So my question is for those folks: How do earlier editions play for you? How would you compare them to 3E, 4E, or Pathfinder? What sort of feelings do they evoke? Is it creepy like visiting an old folks home where they're playing big band, or is it more like coming home for the first time to new realms of imagination and possibility? Or something completely different?