2017-09-04 03:33:57 UTC
endlessly over minutae of different game systems. Now, we really don't
care what rules we use but God forbid the DM tries to railroad us or
if his setting lacks consistency.
In years past, I couldn't afford the books, so when I went to the
store I usually ended up buying dice. Now that I can afford all the
books I realize I don't want them... and I have a hard time justifying
$10 for a bag of numbered plastic.
Once upon a time, we hid the fact that we played D&D on a weekly -
even daily basis, but boasted about how frequently we had sex. These
days, I proudly boast if I manage to get the gang together once a
month for a gaming session, and our sex lives aren't even a topic.
In my youth, we grumbled if the DM tried to make us talk to an NPCs,
but happily engaged in dozens of combats as we slaughtered our way
through a dungeon (or village, for that matter). Nowadays, it's not
unusual for our party to only fight once per session, while most of
our gaming involves puzzles, exploration and talking.
When I was younger, I'd play for twelve hours straight, subsisting on
pizza, donuts, and soda. Now our gang is shagged out after three or
four hours and we all munch on carrot sticks and rice-cakes (on the
plus side, we can drink beer.. but most of us don't :)
Back then, the merest mention of a Monty Python quote would interrupt
the game for 20 minutes. These days... no wait, that's still pretty
much the same.