The Start

Where to begin hmm? The eternal question. I guess I'll begin at the beginning...

I first got my taste for Role-Playing or RP(as i will most likely refer to it as from now on) with my older brother Sean, who had been into Dungeons & Dragons(D&D) for a goodly time prior, asked me and my friend Travis if we would like to try playing. We agreed when the words "You can create and be anything you want" , were spoken. I must say , however, that my first time was far from great (I mean who's first time in anything is!) and it left me with a sour taste for the genre of RPing. Later he tried again, this time with my parents and I. I remember still how we had all started in an Inn and one of us was a dwarf, so drinking abound, and the inn was attacked, which led to our coincidental banding together to help one another fight off this foe. I must say that my second run in was better than my fist, but still not convincing. I was then later on invited to play "Exalted" with Phee as the DM. The players included Val, Earnie, Tony, my Mom my Dad, Sean, Lexi, Lexi's dad. ( I think Chelle was there too, and I don't know if Kc played.) Again, it sucked very badly, and again i failed to be pulled into this strange world known as "RPing" it wasnt until much later that i was finally invited to game with the "Group" i had heard so much about. This "Group" was like some mysterious thing, some strange object in a secret cupboard that i never saw, but heard so much about, so much mystery and intrigue was there that i could not resist this invitation. Each person of the group in my mind was larger than life, part of an elite clique of Gamers, who i had heard so many fun stories about. The group consisted of Peggy Parson (MoM), Michelle Fox (Chelle), John Parson (John), Randy Parson(The peanut Gallery), and Phoenix (Phee, who wasn't gaming with the group at the time.) MoM is a wheelchair confined somewhat elderly woman who makes up for lack of movement with spirit and spunk. Her son John i autistic, and at the time was very drawn back and reclusive. Her daughter Chelle was one of the two Dungeon Masters (DM). Randy was MoM's husband, and Phee was a friend of theirs. When i was brought with the next time to game and got there i wasn't disappointed per say, but let's just say it wasn't exactly what i had envisioned. I named my first character the name i would change my name to if ever the need arose, Seth. I modeled his look after those guys with the white hair and braids in Matrix 2 (i think that's the one, they drive an "Avalanche" and do a highway chase...i digress) and made him a Psion. (They have telekinesis you know! That's my secret"I wish i had that power" power) and i was brought into a game that was already running. Not only that i was brought in to find myself... an outsider. I will never in my life forget the feeling i had, it was such a strange one. I came into a game midway through its campaign, to find myself with a group of people who knew each other, and who's characters knew each other. So my character stood there and watched(I stood there and watched) in my mind, as these strange beings conversed IC and interacted. They had inside jokes that i wasn't privy to, they had stories they talked about that i did not know of. It was like Magic, it was so strange. And I'm just talking about the In Character stuff. One character was prone to anger, the other would cast "Calm Emotions" without revealing it, and i was just sitting there watching this interaction. It was SO COOL. and then Sean introduced Aegwynne, HAHA, now he was in my territory, i was a BIG fan of Warcraft, and he was using Warcraft NPC's. So he gets this epic campaign flowing, where there are reoccurring bad guys, parents from games prior, magical beings, magic, swords and sorcery, it was everything i loved. Of course Sean accidentally spilled on my character sheet, and promptly remedied it by killing my character, (jerk). But I, of course, would thank him now as my second character was non other than Laviethan Majiss Hellrage (Who i will talk of in great detail in another post.) So my brother got me in, and my brother was relentless in getting me to stay. Thank you forever Sean... for this addiction, this great, wonderful, terrible addiction.