My older brother introduced me to D&D. It was one of the very first things I did as a Utahn. The day after my family moved from North Carolina to meet up with my older brother who had gone out to Utah earlier with my dad, I sat in my grandma's sewing room as Mark explained the game (I didn't get much of it obviously, since I was 9) and made me my first character...a thief as I recall.
We had a regular game for a while in Farmington and a few of my friends actually played as well. A few months later the big scare "OMG IF YOUR KIDS PLAY D&D THEY'RE GOING TO START WORSHIPPING THE DEVIL AND READ JAY'S JOURNAL AND KILL THEMSELVES AND LOSE THEIR IMMORTAL SOULS!" happened and some of the regulars dropped off...and then the maternal family pressure started and Mark found his own friends to play with...but I loved it. I loved the problem solving and the comraderie with my sister who I think liked it too. She turned out to be the natural leader of the group (she was a magic user) and it was a lot of fun.
I got a little obsessed...but it always gave me somthing to draw, whether it be our adventures or ones I would make up. (I still have a little accordian book I drew in 4th grade "The Hunt for the Pegasus.")
I played again on a regular basis a few years ago when one of my coworkers organized a game and again, just had a really good time.
It seems to be a nearly perfect game. There is room for creativity, personality, problem solving, unexpected events and luck.
Thanks Gary Gygax for the memories.
We had a regular game for a while in Farmington and a few of my friends actually played as well. A few months later the big scare "OMG IF YOUR KIDS PLAY D&D THEY'RE GOING TO START WORSHIPPING THE DEVIL AND READ JAY'S JOURNAL AND KILL THEMSELVES AND LOSE THEIR IMMORTAL SOULS!" happened and some of the regulars dropped off...and then the maternal family pressure started and Mark found his own friends to play with...but I loved it. I loved the problem solving and the comraderie with my sister who I think liked it too. She turned out to be the natural leader of the group (she was a magic user) and it was a lot of fun.
I got a little obsessed...but it always gave me somthing to draw, whether it be our adventures or ones I would make up. (I still have a little accordian book I drew in 4th grade "The Hunt for the Pegasus.")
I played again on a regular basis a few years ago when one of my coworkers organized a game and again, just had a really good time.
It seems to be a nearly perfect game. There is room for creativity, personality, problem solving, unexpected events and luck.
Thanks Gary Gygax for the memories.
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But, yeah, I played a lot, and ended up having more friends, not fewer, because of it. Heck, it's better than World of Warcraft in that respect.
/rolls eys.
Gary Gygax, and D&D, and all of the descendant creations of his American RPG Franchise, are responsible for more happy hours in my life than many other things. It may not be the cure for cancer, the answer to forging world peace, or my eternal salvation, or anything... but it has been a fun ride.
Rest in peace, Gary Gygax.
I never played D&D, but have heard others say, like you, it helped them with problem solving and creativity (and it has lots of art potential!)
My mom bought Jay's journal and told me not to read it...which was a sure fire way to get me to crack the covers. Of course I was scared silly...I was 10 or 11...
...but I never saw the corolation between D&D and getting into Satan worship...because I had actually played the game and there wasn't anything remotely in our game like it.
Not sure how many years later I realized the book was a total fabrication.
Things like that tick me off. "We're going to tell you a big fat lie to preserve our truth."
Yes, because watching tv is so much better for children than sitting around a card table rolling dice and trying to figure out how to get around a problem with no real visuals except their imagination. Sheesh.