overgeeked
Open-World Sandbox
It was funny the first time one turn from one of the younger players took longer than the whole rest of group (referee and monsters included) because they would not shut up describing their action. The sun was just so, the light glinted off their sword, their armor, their shield, their teeth...on and on and on. It's like living in an RPG horror story where the problem players are somehow simply unaware that the rest of the table exists...despite sitting around the table with them and insisting on locking eyes with a different player with each new tedious bit of description. When it happened again, it was mildly amusing. After the third time, the player was talked to away from the table. After the fourth time, the rest of us just scheduled our bathroom, smoke, and food breaks around their turn. Ah the joys of the teenage frustrated novelist or thespian player.I shouldn’t laugh but this does sound amusing. It probably isn’t!![]()
"But I must be dramatic! It's my time to shine. To show the table what I can do. Look at me. Aren't my words just so damned cool!"
"No, dude. Succinctly state your action, roll the dice, and shut up."
But the poor referee.
Last edited: