Morrus: Let's go to Gen Con!
Piratecat: No! That's just what they'd expect us to do!
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Toadie: Sir, the Milwaukee hotels have stopped buying soap!
Boss: That can mean only one thing: another Gen Con is neigh.
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Ryan Dancey: The d20 system is what gives a Gamer his power. It's an gaming system created by all living things. It surrounds us and penetrates us. It binds the Gamers together.
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Hokey cards and ancient minis are no match for a good d20 at your side, kid.
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Ryan Dancey: The Other RPG Systems will no longer be of any concern to us. I have just received word that the Wizard of the Coast has dissolved the council permanently. The last remnants of the Old RPG Systems have been swept away.
Game Designer: But that's impossible. How will the Wizard of the Coast maintain control without the bureaucracy?
Ryan Dancey: The regional designers now have direct control over their games. Fear will keep the Other RPG Systems in line. Fear of this d20 System.
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Morrus: I'm Morrus! I'm the guy from EN World!
Peter Adkinson: You're who?
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Eric Noah: Gen Con Milwaukee. You will never find a more wretched hive of gamers and unwashed bodies. We must be cautious.
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Ryan Dancey: I find your lack of d20's disturbing.
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Before the Ennies
Eric Noah: This is not going to work.
Morrus: Why didn't you say so before?
Eric Noah: I did say so before!
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Before the Ennies
Morrus: What should we do if they discovere we have no awards?
Eric Noah: Duck, and hope they don't have d20's.
Morrus: That isn't very reassuring.
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After the Ennies
Eric Noah: So, what did you think of it, Morrus?
Morrus: I'm tryin' not to, Eric.
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Anthony Valterra: Tweet, tear this convention apart until you've found those Natural 20 books. And bring me the designers, I want them alive!
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Upon viewing the convention area
Morrus: Look at the size of that thing.
Eric: Cut the chatter, Morrus.
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Phone rings, it's the hotelmanager.
Hotelmanager: What happened?
Morrus: Uh, we had a slight gaming malfunction, but uh... everything's perfectly all right now. We're fine. We're all fine here now, thank you. How are you?
Hotelmanager: We're sending a cleaning squad up.
Morrus: Uh, uh, negative. We had a d20 leak here now. Give us a minute to lock it down. Large leak, very dangerous.
Hotelmanager: Who is this? Are you even registered as a guest?
Morrus: Uh...
Throws the phone out of the window.
Morrus: Boring conversation anyway.
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After wiping out an entire party in one of his RPGA games.
Piratecat: In my experience, there's no such thing as luck.
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Safe House doorman: Let me see your identification.
Piratecat: You don't need to see their identification.
Safe House doorman: We don't need to see their identification.
Piratecat: These aren't the adventurers you're looking for.
Safe House doorman: These aren't the adventurers we're looking for.
Piratecat: They can go about their business.
Safe House doorman: You can go about your business.
Piratecat: Move along.
Safe House doorman: Move along, move along.
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Morrus: YAHOOOOO, Al, now let's blow this place and go home!