"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 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 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. Nightblade: 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 Mountain Dew go get it. Galstaff: I can cast any of these right, on the Yes, any any of the first level ones. Nightblade: I'm gonna get a soda, any one want one? Hey Graham I'm not in the right? Graham: What Galstaff: I wanna cast missile. Nightblade: The room where he's all these spells from! Graham: He hasn't any thing yet. Galstaff: I am if you'd listen. I'm casting Magic Missile. Graham: Why are you casting Magic Missile, there's to attack here. I- I- I'm attacking the darkness. (laughing) Graham: Fine fine you the darkness there's an elf in front of you. Picard: Whoa! That's me Graham: He's a brown tunic and he has gray hair and blue eyes. No I don't, I have gray eyes. Graham: Let me see sheet. Picard: Well it says I have, well it says I 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 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 are seven ogres surrounding you. Picard: How can they surround us? I had Magical Watch Dog cast! No you didn't. Nightblade: I'm getting drunk! Are there any there? Picard: I totally did. You asked me if I wanted any equipment before this adventure, and I said no, but I need components for all my spells, so I cast Mordenkainens Faithful Watch Dog. Graham: But you never cast it. Roll the dice to see if I'm getting drunk! Graham: Ugh. you are. Are there any girls there? Yeah! Picard: I did I completely said 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. OGRES!?! Man, I got an ogre slaying knife! It's got a +9 against ogres! Graham: You're not there, getting DRUNK! Nightblade: Ok, but if there's any girls there I do them! Narrator: There you have it. A frightening look into Americas 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 couldn't do one single pull up.