"Dungeons and Dragons" by Dr. Narrator: Dungeons and Dragons, Satan's game. Your children like it or not, are attracted in their weaker years to the Occult and a game like D+D fuels their imagination and makes them feel special, while drawing them deeper and deeper into the of El Diablo. This afternoon the Dead Alewives watch tower invites you to sit in on an actual gaming session. Observe the previously unobservable as a hidden camera takes you to the inner sanctum of Dungeons and Dragons Graham: Galstaff you have entered the door to the north. You are now by standing in a dark room, the pungent stench of mildew emanates off the wet dungeon walls. Where are the Cheetos! Graham: They're next to you. I cast a spell. Nightblade: Where's the Dew! In the Fridge. DUH! Galstaff: I wanna a spell. Nightblade: Can I a Mountain Dew! Graham: Yes, you can a Mountain Dew just go get it. I can cast any of these right, on the list? Graham: Yes, any any of the first ones. Nightblade: I'm gonna get a soda, any one want one? Hey Graham I'm not in the room Graham: What I wanna cast magic missile. Nightblade: The room where he's casting all these from! He hasn't cast any thing yet. Galstaff: I am though if listen. I'm casting Magic Missile. Graham: Why are you casting Missile, there's nothing to attack here. I- I- I'm attacking the darkness. (laughing) Graham: Fine fine you attack the darkness an elf in front of you. Picard: Whoa! me right? Graham: He's wearing a brown tunic and he has gray and blue eyes. Picard: No I don't, I have eyes. Graham: Let me see sheet. Picard: Well it says I have, well it I have blue but I decided I wanted gray eyes. Graham: Whatever, ok, you guys can now if you want. Hello.
Hello. Galstaff: I am Galstaff, of Light. Picard: Then how come you had to cast Magic (laughing) Graham: Y- Y- Y- You guys are attacked. Nightblade: Do I see happening!?! NO! You're outside by the tavern. Cool, I get drunk! Graham: Ugh. There are there are seven surrounding you. Picard: How can they surround us? I had Mordenkainens Magical Dog cast! No you didn't. Nightblade: I'm getting drunk! Are any girls there? I totally did. You asked me if I wanted any equipment before this adventure, and I said no, but I need material components for all my spells, so I cast Mordenkainens Faithful Watch Dog. Graham: But you never cast it. Nightblade: Roll the to see if I'm getting drunk! Graham: Ugh. you are. Nightblade: Are there any girls Yeah! Picard: I did though; I completely said you asked me... Graham: No you didn't. You didn't actually say that you were casting the so now there's ogres. Ok. Nightblade: OGRES!?! Man, I got an slaying knife! It's got a +9 against ogres! Graham: You're not there, getting DRUNK! Nightblade: Ok, but if any girls there I wanna do them! Narrator: There you have it. A frightening look into Americas most frightening past time. Remember that it's not you children's fault their being drawn into a satanic world of nightmare. It's their gym teachers fault for making them feel out cast when they couldn't do one single pull up.