"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 feel special, while drawing them deeper and deeper into the bowels 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 the door to the north. You are now by yourself 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: the Mountain Dew! In the Fridge. DUH! Galstaff: I cast a spell. Can I have a Mountain Dew! Graham: Yes, you can have a 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 Hey Graham I'm not in the room right? What room? Galstaff: I wanna magic missile. Nightblade: The room where he's casting all these from! Graham: He hasn't cast any yet. Galstaff: I am though if you'd listen. I'm Magic Missile. Why are you casting Magic Missile, there's nothing to attack here. Galstaff: I- I- I'm the darkness. (laughing) Graham: Fine you attack the darkness there's an elf in front of you. Whoa! That's me right? Graham: wearing a brown tunic and he has gray hair and blue eyes. Picard: No I don't, I gray eyes. Graham: Let me see sheet. Picard: Well it I have, well it says I have blue but I decided I wanted gray eyes. Graham: Whatever, ok, you can talk now if you want. Hello.
Hello. Galstaff: I am Galstaff, of Light. Picard: Then how come you had to cast Missile? (laughing) Graham: Y- Y- Y- You guys are attacked. Nightblade: Do I see happening!?! Graham: NO! outside by the tavern. Cool, I get drunk! Graham: Ugh. are there are seven ogres surrounding you. How can they surround us? I had Mordenkainens Magical Watch Dog cast! No you didn't. Nightblade: I'm drunk! Are there any girls there? Picard: I totally did. You asked me if I wanted any equipment before this adventure, and I no, but I need material components for all my spells, so I cast Mordenkainens Faithful Watch Dog. But you never actually cast it. Nightblade: Roll the dice to see if I'm drunk! Graham: Ugh. you are. Nightblade: Are any girls there? Yeah! Picard: I did though; I said when 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 ogre slaying knife! got a +9 against ogres! Graham: You're not there, you're DRUNK! Ok, but if there's 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 that's their being drawn into a satanic world of nightmare. It's their gym teachers fault for making them feel out cast when they do one single pull up.