4th Ed? Pretty appropriate that [SHIFT]-4 is $
Sigh.
Just got back from GEN CON in Indianapolis. GEN CON is unique among the cons I go to, because there is no on-site drinking (that I have ever seen), there are really Hot Chicks playing Role-Playing Games. And my weight is actually middle of the road rather than over the edge.
The, excuse me, THE news of this convention was the announcement of 4th edition D&D to come in May 2008. For those of you who don’t know what D&D is, apparently you found this blog by random chance after crawling out from under your rock. Here is a place to go for more information about D&D in general and 4th ed. in particular. It is my considered opinion that WOTC (current "makers" of D&D have completely lost touch with either a)reality or b)their fanbase.
The first clue was the giveaways at the "big announcement." They gave away t-shirts with fancy art & letters & shit all over them. Cool design, but, uh, what was the biggest size they were giving away? 2XL. Now, that’s pretty big, I grant you, but this shirt cannot possibly contain my magnificience. Looking around, I noticed that well over half the adult men at the big announcement were staring in puzzlement at their free tshirt and we all had the same thought, "Maybe I can make a pillowcase out of this thing...
Here’s the kicker, though. They want to take my game, that I have faithfully played for 25+ years (Lord, I’m Old), my game that I have seen through 3 and a half editions (technically 4 and a half to 5, but you get the point), MY GAME, and put the majority of its content online, viewable (and to a certain extent playable) only through a subscription service.
Fuck you Wizards. Fuck you right in the Ear. Fuck you Hasbro, for fucking up my game. Fuck you fuck you fuck you.
This game is pen & paper. This game is imagination. This game is for everyone, not just those that can afford internet access and Laptops and a new fucking set of books every five fucking years. This was the game my HighSchool buddies and I could lose a weekend playing, coming up for air only to get mom to make us some food. This was a game we could sit around and drink beer for 3-5 days in college, occasionally ordering pizza and engaging in LYB gun fights to ease the tension. This was a game that could reunite friends face to face, across the table, rolling dice and fucking interacting socially with real people. Sure, we were made up mostly of nerds who didn’t have a whole lot of friends, but we had each other and sometimes we actually went out in the world and did things. Not necessary any more! Just stay in front of your laptop and gobble up all the Shit Content ™ WOTC can shovel into your porous mind, little kids. Don’t think for yourself! Don’t make friends with real people! Just pay! pay! pay!
Fuck. You. Bitches.
/rant (for now)
Just got back from GEN CON in Indianapolis. GEN CON is unique among the cons I go to, because there is no on-site drinking (that I have ever seen), there are really Hot Chicks playing Role-Playing Games. And my weight is actually middle of the road rather than over the edge.
The, excuse me, THE news of this convention was the announcement of 4th edition D&D to come in May 2008. For those of you who don’t know what D&D is, apparently you found this blog by random chance after crawling out from under your rock. Here is a place to go for more information about D&D in general and 4th ed. in particular. It is my considered opinion that WOTC (current "makers" of D&D have completely lost touch with either a)reality or b)their fanbase.
The first clue was the giveaways at the "big announcement." They gave away t-shirts with fancy art & letters & shit all over them. Cool design, but, uh, what was the biggest size they were giving away? 2XL. Now, that’s pretty big, I grant you, but this shirt cannot possibly contain my magnificience. Looking around, I noticed that well over half the adult men at the big announcement were staring in puzzlement at their free tshirt and we all had the same thought, "Maybe I can make a pillowcase out of this thing...
Here’s the kicker, though. They want to take my game, that I have faithfully played for 25+ years (Lord, I’m Old), my game that I have seen through 3 and a half editions (technically 4 and a half to 5, but you get the point), MY GAME, and put the majority of its content online, viewable (and to a certain extent playable) only through a subscription service.
Fuck you Wizards. Fuck you right in the Ear. Fuck you Hasbro, for fucking up my game. Fuck you fuck you fuck you.
This game is pen & paper. This game is imagination. This game is for everyone, not just those that can afford internet access and Laptops and a new fucking set of books every five fucking years. This was the game my HighSchool buddies and I could lose a weekend playing, coming up for air only to get mom to make us some food. This was a game we could sit around and drink beer for 3-5 days in college, occasionally ordering pizza and engaging in LYB gun fights to ease the tension. This was a game that could reunite friends face to face, across the table, rolling dice and fucking interacting socially with real people. Sure, we were made up mostly of nerds who didn’t have a whole lot of friends, but we had each other and sometimes we actually went out in the world and did things. Not necessary any more! Just stay in front of your laptop and gobble up all the Shit Content ™ WOTC can shovel into your porous mind, little kids. Don’t think for yourself! Don’t make friends with real people! Just pay! pay! pay!
Fuck. You. Bitches.
/rant (for now)