People immediately forget that I'm into RPGs when I tell them that I have the world's most awesome Hello Kitty collection.
Just kidding!
:rofl:
Gamers have become so mainstream now.
My wife wishes they had the 'Barbie' mini-gun.
I can't say I agree.
Droves of people play WoW on the internet, read Dragonlance, purchased from the local bookstore, and spend hours and hours entertaining themselves with rpg-computer games.
Most of them have no idea how close that is to pen-n-paper role playing.
And, to them, those losers who play, what's that game called? Dungeons and Demons? Yeah, that one. Those D&Ders are just, well, wierd.
Many, I have found, don't even know that there are many different genres of pnp rpgs. They think it's all D&D, not knowing that one can play James Bond, or Twilight 2000, or even Traveller.
But, either way, they think we'll all super nerds who have seen women in 10 years and laugh like Marty McFly's dad.
I guess a Barbie Uzi isn't quite enough fire power?
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...or perhaps something a little more patriotic?
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(this one almost looks real, and there's more than one image of it out there on the internets... )
I've had the same problems in the course of things; Hell, I've probably BEEN the problem guy in a couple of groups I've been in over the years.
I've had the non-gamer girlfriend/wife.
Solution: Be honest about being a gamer. 'Ok, honey, here is the deal: I Are A Geek. I'm Good With That. If You're Good With Me, You're Good With That Too...' That policy has gotten me a great fiancee who is a gamer too. Our big difference in hobbies is that I'm (sadly) a lifelong Seattle Seahawks fan. To her, football is a sign of the coming apocalypse. She likes anime. I think that watching catgirls and ninja children is, um, silly and that cartoons should amuse not annoy.
I've had the One Guy With [insert problem/issue here] In My Game Group.
Solution: Be honest with him. If he needs a shower, tell him. If he curses too much, tell him. I've found that most of us are fairly ignorant of our faults and appreciate someone telling us. You risk hurting the occasional feelings, but most of us would rather have someone talking to our front not behind our backs.
I've had to deal with the Guy That Is Usually OK, but His Characters Always [insert dumb habit here].
Solution: Be honest with him. If you want a highly organized party, tell the guy to play ball or go home.
Anybody seeing a thread here? B)