Picture a medium sized, rectangular room. In one half, multiple computers are lined up in rows. In the other end, there are desks. Many people are already in this room, either using the computers or playing various games on the desks. Then a young man walks into this room, carrying his usual lunch – pepperoni pizza. A rather unassuming young man, his hair covering his ears and a bit mussed up, his t-shirt tucked neatly into his pants, dirty tenner shoes. This young man is none other but me in the 7th grade.

This is a typical lunch period at West High. The room is Mr. Czapla’s, the programming teacher. I walk in, looking for my friends around the desks. There they are, setting up the books for the daily D&D game session. Jacob: the logical and not particularly insane (back then) Dungeon Master and best friend of yours truly; Mark: tactician and beginner’s luck extraordinaire; and Sam: total dorkus and prestigious Mountain Dew/messy food spiller. OK, they’re not all my friends.

Some things heard at this time are…

“Soooo… What  are we doing again?”
“I think we’re crawling the giant mansion with the big bed made of gold.”
“No, We aren’t. Remember, we chopped the bed into little pieces and sold the pieces for… *pulls out character sheet and tries to read amount listed under Gold* uh… a freaking lot. That’s right.”
“oh. Are you sure that’s accurate?”
“Yes, of course it is!”
“Just checking.”
*both start laughing*

(Between me and Jacob)
“Hey, I thought of a new spell for my character!”
“What’s that?”
“Cheezy Death.”
*tries to keep from laughing* “What does it do?”
“Well, when it works, 2 things may happen. First off, it’s an instant death spell, but you roll a d20 when it hits. If you get 10 or less, than the character dies a really dorky death like in video games and really bad movies.”
“So it has a figurative name huh?”
“That’s not all, if you roll higher than a 10, a whole lot of cheddar cheese squishes the target”
*both laugh again*

(Between Jacob and Sam)
“OK, you all arrive in the town”
“I tell everyone to repent!” *to whole class room* “REPENT YE SINNERS!!  EHLONNA WILL COME AND SMITE YOU ALL!!” *stands on desk*
“Ehlonna doesn’t smite anyone. She’s the goddess of plants, animals, and
happy-happyness.”
“I DON’T CARE!!” *raises fist holding open bottle of Mountain Dew*
“AARRRGH!! You spilled your drink on my map!!!!!!!!!!! I swear that your character will die a horrible accidental death!”
“YEAH, RIGHT! ONCE AGAIN I SAY REPENT!”