And if they keep getting rejected by NPCs, it’s essentially a case of “You need experience to work, but you can’t work because you have no experience.”
It’s roleplaying game week on this blog, and so I am here with a simple guide on a topic helpful to most game masters: Planning adventures for roleplaying games. Or, in tabletop gamer terms, a campaign!
Kind of like the campaigns from Warcraft and StarCraft, only interactive and with crazy characters who never do what you want and hurtle headlong into disaster as you silently urge them to make the sensible choice.
No wait, EXACTLY like the campaigns from Warcraft and StarCraft.
You can’t just gradually farm enemies that get slightly stronger until you’re just one level behind a boss.
In life, we know conflict. Strife. Difficulty levels.
There’s easy. Normal. Hard. Extreme. And Cuphead/Dark Souls. The measures which tell us just how hard a time the protagonists will have.
And as it is the sacred duty of writers to give our characters a hard time, it pays to understand just how BADLY our torture devices/writing tools will hurt them.
Oh, and uh, how that reads for the audience. Of course.
Because there may be an I in Evil, but there is no Me in Team.
Cool headquarters, check. Diabolical plan, check. Doomsday weapon, check. Elaborate death traps, check.
Now all I need are a legion of disposable goons to do my bidding for me! It’s not going to do itself, after all!
…You don’t expect me to do my OWN bidding, do you? Now go see what that weird noise in the vents was, henchman. I have to explain the reason for your meaningless existence to the internet.
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So Major USA is defined by his love of freedom and refusal to use the metric system, while Captain Canada is unfailingly polite and considerate.
NAAAAAME-OF-COUNTRY!
EXPLETIIIIIIIIIVE!
TOTALLY UNJUSTIFIED PRIDE IN MY HOMELAND!
But what happens when you make a CHARACTER like that? What’s the deal with the guys who actually chant “U! S! A! U! S! A! U! S! A!”?
If an adventurer comes around and actually fixes this, I wonder if they’ll expect my hand in marriage.
It’s that time of the month! When I actually sit down and bring myself to write a short story based on a picture I’ve got lying about!
And speaking of lying about, today’s image is:
…And I’m making a COMEDY out of it? What??? Bet you’re REAL curious, huh??? …Oh, you’re not? Well, read it anyway, I’m begging you!
What if…the monsters who only live to give you something to fight…had lives of their own?
A bunch of genocidal kleptomaniacs have just come back from a killing spree after breaking into private property, butchering the inhabitants and stealing their possessions.
They are praised and rewarded further for wiping out the hobgoblin menace.
But what if…the hobgoblins…had lives?
The norm always applies no matter how preposterous the setting, like “what if people’s farts were visible.”
Miracles. Fantastic happenings. World building. All part and parcel of creating a story’s world.
But why is it that in one setting, the ability to produce a spark of flame is a magical miracle, while in another, you have people routinely teleporting to different planets for a small fee?
Aside from the fact that the author wrote it that way, of course.
