"Dungeons and Dragons" by Dr. Narrator: Dungeons and Dragons, Satan's game. 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 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 entered the door to the north. You are now by yourself standing in a dark room, the 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. Nightblade: Can I have a Dew! Graham: Yes, you can have a Mountain Dew go get it. I can cast any of these right, on the list? Graham: Yes, any any of the level ones. I'm gonna get a soda, any one want one? Hey Graham I'm not in the room right? Graham: What Galstaff: I cast magic missile. Nightblade: The where he's casting all these spells from! Graham: He hasn't any thing yet. Galstaff: I am if you'd listen. I'm casting Magic Missile. Why are you casting Magic Missile, there's nothing to attack here. Galstaff: I- I- I'm the darkness. (laughing) Graham: Fine fine you the darkness there's an elf in front of you. Picard: Whoa! me right? Graham: He's wearing a brown tunic and he has hair and blue eyes. Picard: No I don't, I gray 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 you had to cast Magic Missile? (laughing) Y- Y- Y- You guys are being attacked. Nightblade: Do I see happening!?! Graham: NO! You're by the tavern. Cool, I get drunk! Graham: Ugh. There are there are ogres surrounding you. How can they surround us? I had Mordenkainens Magical Watch Dog cast! No you didn't. Nightblade: I'm getting drunk! Are there any girls Picard: I 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 actually cast it. Nightblade: Roll the to see if I'm getting drunk! Ugh. Yeah you are. Nightblade: Are any girls there? Yeah! Picard: I did though; I completely when you asked me... Graham: No you didn't. You didn't actually say that you were the spell 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, getting DRUNK! Nightblade: Ok, but if there's any girls 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 they couldn't do one single pull up.