Re: Scenario (D&D)
wow. Greg thought. wow. I turned the zombies! wow. wow. wow. WOW!
Greg felt really jazzed, almost as good as she'd felt when she was flying earlier.
Althought, she thought, I REALLY hope we don't need a fly spell later on, and everyone gets pissed because I wasted my only one today.
i turned the zombies!
Greg was having trouble hiding the grin on her elven face. She knew that the situation was serious. ("invading another world" , like maybe OUR world? Are you KIDDING me?!?) But she couldn't help feeling wonderful.
It was like that in many games, too, ironically. Greg was a pretty good roleplayer, and gamer, but always felt outclassed by many of the obsessed rules-lawyers and others who seemed to have nothing else to do but pour over piles of rulebooks, creating optimized characters or planning out solutions to every possible scenario, like a real life general preparing for a real life war. The more casual gamer, Greg always seemed to be on the proverbial sidelines, while "greater minds" came up with answers, or when Greg just rolled badly, which was often.
There were times, though, when he would shine. A good idea, an inspired speech to an NPC, or, hell, even a critical hit, and he felt like a true gamer as good as any of them.
Granted, Greg kind of hoped that those obsessed players were here now, among this new group. As much as she wanted to have a chance at the spotlight in a game, THIS was real life, and Greg didn't give a rat's ass WHO solved the puzzle of how to fix it, just so long as it got fixed.
She still couldn't believe she turned those zombies. That was so cool!
As she basked again in her inner glow, however, the implications started nagging at the edges of her mind.
She turned the zombies, by channeling the power of a GOD.
Ok, she thought to herself, THAT was kind of a sobering thought.
What did it mean? Was it more magical smoke and mirrors (relatively speaking, or course), or was Fharlanghn......Real? For that matter, was God real? Greg wasn't a true agnostic, but he certainly didn't take his native christianity very seriously. Too many hypocrites on TV and in his own family.
But, then again, their current experience was pretty much proof in the existance of, at the very least, really weird shit.
Was that all there was? Or was there more?
Greg shook her head to clear it, stlll trying to ignore the blond hair that fell to either side of her face.
Stop acting like a stoner with too much time on your hands, she berated herself, you friends need you.
She settled in to walk down the hallway, ready (in theory) for anything.
Holy crap, she thought, I can't believe I actually turned a real zombie.