chaotic neutral ♢ d&d [open 0/6]

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c h a p e l

"MUUUM I'M HOOOOME" He screams first thing as he enters the door, slamming it shut behind him and tossing his shoes to the side. 

"DID YOU TAKE OUT THE TRAAAASH?"

"NO, I JUST WALKED THROUGH THE DOOR," like damn? This place is always a dump, Chapel's just gotten used to it. The whole house belongs to his mum and stupid Carrie, his mum's girlfriend. Most days neither one of them can be found at home, but of course the one day he's bringing people over. 

Well... hopefully. If anyone shows up, that is. Chapel hurries his way downstairs and throws his backpack into the corner of his basement abode with a crunchy crash as something glass shatters on impact. Oops. "WHAT WAS THAAAT?!"

"NOOOOTHING," god. He had spent the last two weeks hanging up posters all over Abadeer's, and with any luck his prep work won't go to waste tonight. He's got all the goods: soda pop, little bags of hot chips, microwavable chicken nuggets and, of course, weed. You know, the B&B staples. Bards & Blunders is this epic fantasy roleplay game where one super rad guy (the Dungeon Master (Chapel)) sets a scene for the brave party of adventurers to explore, demolish and murder hobo their way through. We call those guys player characters. 

He rips open the box of 40 chicken nuggets and toss them in the microwave as the minutes count down to 17:00 - almost game time, dude! Chapel rushes to his closet of junk and pulls out a folding table, a few foldable chairs and a bean bag, dragging them all to the corner of his room diagonal that of the staircase. Then, he rummages through his trunk and book case to grab all the handbooks, character sheets, mini figurines and dice sets that he could ever need. 

"CHAAAAPEEEEEEEEL!"

"WHAAAAAAT-"

"GET DRESSED WE'VE GOT CARRIE'S CONVENTION TO GET TO!" She yells, and he scrunches his face for a second wondering why he'd ever go to that. 

"WHAT? GET LOST, I HAVE B&B TONIGHT!" 

"YOU HAVE WHAT?"

"B&- WHATEVER, LEAAAAVE!" Thank god. Once the coast is clear and he hears the front door slam again, it's 3 minutes til and he still has the whole living room to pick up. Eh, fuck it, not like they're playing up there anyways. Instead, he sits down at his table and plops a chicken nugget into his mouth. 

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Dae Dara

I'd seen one of the posters hung up advertising a B&B game and knew I had to get in on it. It'd been ages since I'd played. I used to play as a kid, with my Dad as the Dungeon Master for my siblings and I, but it'd been so long now that I really wished I could get back into it. Now was the perfect opportunity.

So, I went to the address on the poster, which, when I saw it, I'd scribbled down in the notebook I always carried with me. Upon arrival, I hesitated for a minute before knocking on the door. What if they already had too many people and I wasn't allowed to play? I mean, I suppose I could just observe, but that wasn't as much fun.

Or, what if no one showed up, and it was just me and the DM? I suppose it could still work, but it wouldn't be as fun of a game. Usually, you needed at least two players for a sufficient dungeon crawl or miscellaneous adventure in Bards & Blunders. As I approached the door, I just silently hoped that this was all going to work out.

I already had a character in mind, too. She was a female Orc Fighter named Valvoff, with an heirloom greatsword she'd named Slayer. She'd grown up as a gladiator, using the sword her mother once used, fighting (never to the death, though) for the amusement of others in a big colosseum. It made me think of the Hunger Games, but with less death and a bit more actual glory behind it all.

Knocking on the door, I wait for it to open. When it does, I greet the person who answers with a smile.

"Hey, I'm Dae. I'm here for the B&B game. I've already got my character sheet ready— I hope that's alright."

Here was hoping for the best.

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