Story #4: The Carnival of Boredom
So, let me preface this by saying that this DM was fairly awful at his job. One time, me and A went to the place we go to to play D&D and the scheduled games were full, so a guy who hadn’t DMed in 11 years ran our game, and it was leagues better than with the DM that plays at least three times a week. Huh. Also, during this game, I was a character I can’t remember and so was my friend D.
So, our party was just wandering around the alleyways at night (very safe) when we saw a carnival. D immediately shouted out “IS THIS OTHERWORLD?” and no one got the joke. Everyone went in, except, for some reason, not me (after I specifically told the DM that I’d follow D everywhere that he went), so I got to listen to the party play slow-paced and boring minigames for an hour until me and D got up and left. That’s the last time we’re going there.
So, our party was just wandering around the alleyways at night (very safe) when we saw a carnival. D immediately shouted out “IS THIS OTHERWORLD?” and no one got the joke. Everyone went in, except, for some reason, not me (after I specifically told the DM that I’d follow D everywhere that he went), so I got to listen to the party play slow-paced and boring minigames for an hour until me and D got up and left. That’s the last time we’re going there.
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