Marc Smithson.<br/>Male, 3rd generation Serbian-American, 21 years old.<br/>4th year in [REDACTED] Law College.<br/>Parking tickets: none. Warning: past misdemeanors (drug possession while under 18, assault with intent to cause bodily harm). Suspected of a hit-and-run case. Suspected of causing grievious bodily harm. Used to do boxing. Didn't receive permission for concealed carry because of a probation that elapses next month.<br/><br/>Paco Le Roy<br/>Male, Latino, 19 years old.<br/>2nd year in [REDACTED] Chemistry Department.<br/>Parking tickets: 23. Overdue: 21. Suspected of vandalism, assault without weapons, sect membership.<br/><br/>Josh Barnett<br/>Male, mixed race Chinese-American, 18 years old.<br/>1st year in [REDACTED] [ILLEGIBLE]<br/>Parking tickets: 0 Suspected of: consuming alcohol.<br/>Notes: does Taekwondo.<br/>(Scribbled handnote: How the fuck do you pronounce that new Japanese thing?)<br/><br/>Daria Fayette,<br/>Female, Caucasian, 18 years old<br/>1st-year Fine Arts.<br/>Tickets: All paid for.<br/>Suspected in: using.<br/><br/>Lisa Summers<br/>Female, Caucasian, 18 years old<br/>1st year, Dancing class<br/>Tickets: [ILLEGIBLE SCRIBBLING OVER THE TEXT DOESN'T ALLOW IT TO BE READ]<br/><br/><div align="center">***</div><br/>In Marc's parents' basement.<br/>"So you", Marc nodded, "Invited that freshman chick, Daria,<em>because you saw her reading a book?!?"</em><br/>"No", Paco shook his head negatively, while sitting in the chair he was planning to occupy for the night - closest to the pizza and to the fridge, one might notice - and rocking on it. He only spared him a glance before returning to his manual.<br/>"I pointed her to Skinny, here, and got him to invite her. He seems more harmless than me".<br/>"And you", the DM pointed to the small, very vaguely Asian man who was sitting in the corner, "invited her, and that Lisa you'd mentioned?"<br/>"Yes", Josh gulped nervously before nodding. "You said we need a couple more players and I didn't think to ask you whether you mind them being girls..."<br/>Marc leaned back, intertwining his fingers, without interrupting his nervous chatter, before laughing.<br/>"Why not! This might be fun!"<br/>Josh stopped his stream of words, the half-commendation giving him hope he'd done the right thing after all. Maybe Marc was just surprised, not angry...but what would he be surprised of?<br/>Would it be...of the fact that Josh was talking to a girl at all, let alone two? Why should it be surprisng?<br/>Granted, it had taken him the better part of 12 days to gather the courage to approach Daria, true...but he was talking with people, right? Women weren't any different! Right?<br/><em>Yeah, right,</em>the voice in his head whispered,and took the wind from his sails.<br/>He sulked in his chair, fully aware of how useless he was.<br/><br/><div align="center">***<br/></div>"OK", Marc said after the mandatory round of introductions. Both had nice tits, which was a start. "That's everyone. The thing Josh hasn't mentioned is that I'm going to be the Dungeon Master. We're starting a new campaign. Since Paco's character isn't really advanced, I'll let him keep it."<br/>Paco smiled and cracked his knuckles.<br/>"Your PC, Josh, is 5th level. I like Blackleaf, but let's be realistic - you can retire him for now. If we reach 4th level, I'd let you bring him back, if you want to. Roll a new character. Any questions?"<br/>Paco looked up from the book he was reading, which said "Monster Manual".<br/>"Yeah, I've got one. Did anyone explain to them how to play the game?"<br/>Marc looked up. Did people always had to ask fucking obvious questions?<br/>"I assume Josh did when inviting them...", he explained patiently.<br/>Josh gulped nervously.<br/>"I-I-I...didn't. I...I just said you get to play characters, like those in a fantasy book, and there's dice, and we eat pizza..."<br/><em>And then you ran away,</em>the voice in his head reminded him,<em>blushing violently and blurting the address and time. It was good you did have to go to the next lecture, or you'd have died from shame.</em><br/>He sure hoped Marc would never learn that part, though.<br/>Although sometimes it was almost as if the older one could read his thoughts... he gulped nervously again and reached for the coca-cola.<br/><br/>After a moment of surprise, Marc laughed curtly and turned towards the two women.<br/>"Ok, let's start at the beginning. You play a character like one from a fantasy book. There's wizards and warriors, and barbarians, and the world is fantasy, like Lord of the Rings. The trick is, you get to play out what they do...ever felt the characters in a book were acting stupid? That you'd never be that stupid?" - he didn't even wait for them to nod. "Well, here's your chance to play that. I'm going to be the Dungeon Master...meaning what I tell you, happens."<br/>"But first, you roll some dice, and get options what kind of character you can play. Now, take these sheets", he pushed some photocopied sheets towards them (in the lower corners there was text forbidding you to copy them), "and come up with a name. Then roll three of the normal dice, add them together, and write them under Strength. Then do the same for Intelligence, Wisdom, Dexterity, Constitution and Charisma. Don't worry, no matter what you roll for Charisma, the characters look like whatever you want them to! It's just for the game part..."<br/>He shook his head.<br/>"You don't even need to know the rules to begin", he added. "Just tell me what the characters are doing and I tell you what happens next. You'll learn the rules in play".<br/>"They also sell them in the mall", Paco muttered. His copy of the Monster Manual was almost torn from reading, but it had nice pictures.<br/>"And people like him that buy them are why I use houserules", Marc nodded. "So...what did you roll?"