diaglo said:
from a bad experience: i don't play with players who want to bring their SO to the game "to Watch" any more. D&D is not a spectator sport.
Word.
That has to be my least favorite thing. Girlfriends who are really interested in playing RPGs- fine. Girlfriends who can't stand to be away from their boyfriends for a few hours a week- bad, bad, bad!
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I got another one. Eric. He looked kind of like Frankenstein's monster in khakis. He was part of my older brother's group, and even though he was a total freakin' idiot, they never gave him the brush off. This guy wasn't creepy and sleazy, he was actually a crazy person with very little grasp on reality. As in, he couldn't distinguish between the real world and things he made up in his head earlier that day.
Eric rented this tiny white house from his dad, so the group played there and kept all their AD&D books there too. One day we came over to find every book in the house had "ERIC" written on the inside cover in pink hi-lighter marker. The funny thing is we could still clearly see our names written underneath that, b/c he had crossed them out WITH A HI-LIGHTER, for God's sake. What an idiot. He then tried to convince us we had all sold him our books, and forgotten about it.
Maybe a year later he decided to become a meth dealer, and was, shockingly, not very good at it. His dad had him institutionalized, b/c he started having serious paranoid delusions, and to keep him away from his drug friends. The white house was locked up with about a 5&1/2 foot stack of D&D materials inside. (we measured once) My friend Bones also had about $500 worth of Magic Cards locked inside, so he went over with a crowbar and broke in the back door. I was pissed about that one. He didn't even call me first.
...and THAT'S how I lost my AD&D Fiend Folio.
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The first book I ever bought with my own money.