Oh, look, the D&D nerds have convened in their fortress of power, and deemed that I am not attractive enough for their high standards. I guess it's back to the waiting line for me, to dream of the day when a D&D nerd will look at me, extend his pale, clammy hand, and say "Mialee, I think you're prettier than Theven Of Nine, would you like to go out with me?"
I'll gaze at him dreamily, deeply into his dull brown eyes which have been magnified by 3/4 inch thick glasses. He's stare back, with a hint of a smile curling by the red nest of zits festering at the left side of his greasy, mustachioed mouth. He'll say "Wanna come back to my playth to watch thumm of my anime videoth?", and at that moment, I will know our souls are bound.
OH, SAY I CAN BE YOURS, D&D NERDS!