Monday, December 4, 2023

What happened to me during my high school history class?


The following true story about watching a documentary movie in my high school history class might be offensive to sensitive readers.  Thus, reader discretion is advised.

 

At Duluth Minnesota East High School, during my history class, I watched a monochrome movie about the Nazi death camps.  The many disturbing and graphic images of these death camps upset my mind and turned my stomach.  I sure was grateful that the movie was made using monochrome film, instead of color film.  I don’t think I could have kept my breakfast in my stomach if that movie had been made using color film.

 

It was during that painful to watch, fifty minute movie that I determined to never let my inalienable rights be taken from me, or allow anyone else's inalienable rights to be taken from them.  Always choose freedom over slavery and death.  Despite being many years after I watched that movie, those words and images still have the power to move my emotions and thoughts.

 

Besides giving you loyal readers insight into my past and my current mind, what’s the point of this post?

 

"Never Again"

 

"I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear."

- American Baptist minister Martin Luther King, Jr.


Sunday, December 3, 2023

The D&D game is a group storytelling game.


Your campaign’s party created story declines when the crude and troublesome misbehavior of obnoxious players ruins the fun for the other players; it is up to the rest of the players to ask the obnoxious players to change their behavior.  If the obnoxious players don’t do that, then the obnoxious players should be asked to leave that campaign.  No game master is bound by any moral or legal rules to keep obnoxious players in their campaigns.

 

Why am I telling you this?  My friends told me about several D&D campaigns that have ended before they should have - because of one or two disruptive players.

 

These people include:

 

(1)  Murder hobos that spend their time looting the shops and homes of respectable artisans, merchants, and mayors.  They also murder anyone for their own type of sick, sad, and stupid “amusement”, rather than spending time talking to them.

 

(2)  Humorless comedians who play their characters ineptly.  They play their characters with clownish antics that they believe are the pinnacle of humor; but what they do is never amusing.

 

(3)  I’ve seen two clownish brothers whose last names are Koprowski.  They took their boorish, chuckle headed, and goofball behavior to the extreme, managing to annoy their fellow gamers and gamer masters.  They played their characters so badly that their characters often ended up dead within hours of being rolled up.

 

The Koprowski brothers were often called out on how badly they played their characters.  Despite being called numbskulls to reasoned attempts to make them play their characters better, the Koprowski brothers never stopped being disruptive players. 

 

Andy, an annoyed game master, playing a lawful good god, did something creative after a Koprowski brother’s character had died an avoidable and senseless death.  The Koprowski brother’s character had lost an avoidable and senseless fight with a powerful NPC lady paladin.  Andy had the player’s soul put into a ten foot square room, with a chair and a floor to ceiling magic mirror.  The mirror only repeatedly played the character’s entire life from birth to death, forever; as a punishment for being such an extreme dimwit.

 

I remember one lady game master that kept all the character sheets of the player characters that had died in her campaign.  All her dead player characters were from these two brothers.  Thus, she named her dead character file as, “The Koprowski morgue”.

 

Keeping the character sheets of dead characters is a good idea.  The dead characters' families, friends, and mentors could recover the dead characters’ bodies for burial or bring them back to life by “raise dead” spells.

 

The dead player characters’ living family members could also recover their family heirloom equipment.  As a game master, I give my starting, first level player characters one, minor magical weapon or tool as their family heirloom equipment.  Their family heirloom equipment reminds the players that their characters have their families to support them when they are in dealing with tough times.  They also have a moral obligation to return their family heirloom equipment, so it can be used by future generations of the family.

 

My advice is to ask such socially inept players to change their behavior.  If these socially inept players continue to be disruptive to your campaign, then ask them to leave.  These people don’t have the right to play in your group, to ruin the fun of everybody else.

 

Asking someone to leave your D&D campaign may be hard for you to do.  But, that must be done to keep your campaign ongoing and fun for the rest of your players and your game master.  If you want to keep the story of your campaign going, all the players must be kind, while playing as a team.


A not safe for work, Dungeons & Dragons story!


The following true story about a Dungeons & Dragons (D&D) campaign might be offensive to sensitive readers.  Thus, reader discretion is advised.

 

While playing in a University of Minnesota, Duluth (UMD) Gaming Club D&D campaign; one of our players had a custom, short sword plus one made for his fighter character.  Our player had his character’s family name engraved in the handle.  So, he could pass the sword down to one of his children.

 

When the player character paid for the completed sword, the player was pleased as punch.  After his character got his sword, the player with a beaming smile on his face said, “I got myself a handy-dandy (the N-word) sticker.”

 

Everyone around me appeared to laugh.  I didn’t laugh.  But, because there were no African Americans in the room when he made that tasteless and offensive “joke”; I also failed to object to his hate speech.

 

Hate speech is defined by the Cambridge Dictionary as “public speech that expresses hate or encourages violence towards a person or group based on something such as race, religion, sex, or sexual orientation”.  When a real human names their fictional sword as a (the N-word) sticker - that fits the definition of hate or encourages violence towards an ethnic group.


Saturday, December 2, 2023

Arnold Palmer Spiked


Arnold Palmer Spiked is another delicious beverage that I found and then bought at Canal Park Liquors.  Or, is this an example of Arnold Palmer Spiked on the rocks?


Friday, December 1, 2023

My unfortunate choice of words


The following true story about a Dungeons & Dragons campaign might be offensive to sensitive readers.  Thus, reader discretion is advised.

 

This event happened while playing Dungeons & Dragons, with a group of students at the University of Minnesota, Duluth Gaming Club.  Another student was our game master.  Our D&D party was exploring the ruins of a dwarf foundry, in an abandoned dwarf city.  It seems our game master had a populated or abandoned dwarf city in each and every kingdom.

 

Hidden behind a wooden desk, my character found an eight inch by eight inch leather bag, secured by a drawstring.  Inside this bag was twelve, one inch diameter - round steel balls.  Our mage cast the spell Detect Magic on these balls, along with other odd equipment that our player characters had found.  When the balls glowed, I assumed that I had found some wonderful weapon – a flying ball that attacked my enemies I thought.

 

The first “enemy encounter” our party had was a robot maid who was keeping the foundry clean for centuries.  (That’s a well-constructed machine for any species to make.)  The robot didn’t see my party, but our leader was concerned that it might attack us.

 

I took two of the balls out of the bag, put them onto my flat palm, then in a soft voice said to these balls, “Balls, do your stuff.”

 

Every player and our game master broke out laughing.  Our game master said, “We’re really getting into it now!”  And then I started laughing as well, when I realized the meaning of what I said.  I had intended to command these balls to attack the robot maid.  Instead, my fellow players assumed I was talking about an essential liquid of the male reproductive system.

 

We evaded being seen by the robot maid, along with the most dangerous enemies.  (We learned the hard way that our player characters don’t have to fight every enemy we find.)  We returned to a large port city, where we had our party headquarters - within an abandoned copper mine.  The big caverns gave us plenty of room to build apartments, workshops, stables (you don’t stable a griffon near a horse), a brewery, and a large library with meeting rooms.

 

Our group then travelled to a populated dwarf city.  We found a master dwarf smith, who told my group that the steel balls are plus one, slingshot ammunition.


Wednesday, November 29, 2023

Face on brick


This brick with the painted face is on the south side of East First Street, between North First Avenue East and North Second Avenue East.


Tuesday, November 28, 2023

Bentleyville USA Unicorns


Observant and perceptive readers will realize that I have a lifelong affection and fondness for unicorns.  That’s one of the main reasons why I enjoy watching the Friendship is Magic TV series, reading the comic books, and playing the role-playing game.