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A Pretty Good History of Role-Playing
Jan. 27th, 2004 10:11 pmhere
It says it's in five parts, but it's really nine. I think it kinda got away from the author somewhere around 1989. :)
I'm a second-generation gamer. Daddy was an active wargamer when I was very small, played Avalon Hill games by mail with laminated boards and wax pencils when I was in early elementary school, gave me my first D&D set (an old one that he had barely used) in 1986, and played wargames by e-mail before most people knew there was an Internet. He still has a couple of e-mail games going, unless he quit in the last couple of years. (I hope he hasn't.) He was a little suspicious of roleplaying, in much the same way that I'm a bit suspicious of CCGs. Still, he encouraged my hobby until high school, after which it really wasn't his decision anymore.
As it happens, I'm also a second-generation SF/Fantasy fan. Both my parents are fen; in fact, a shared love of Heinlein's works is part of what drew them together in college. (It is this one fact that gives me hope that, if they ever found me out as poly, they might not disown me on the spot.)
Gamer, fen, teacher, musician/singer, fibercrafter - how can I have rejected their core values so thoroughly and still be so much their child?
It says it's in five parts, but it's really nine. I think it kinda got away from the author somewhere around 1989. :)
I'm a second-generation gamer. Daddy was an active wargamer when I was very small, played Avalon Hill games by mail with laminated boards and wax pencils when I was in early elementary school, gave me my first D&D set (an old one that he had barely used) in 1986, and played wargames by e-mail before most people knew there was an Internet. He still has a couple of e-mail games going, unless he quit in the last couple of years. (I hope he hasn't.) He was a little suspicious of roleplaying, in much the same way that I'm a bit suspicious of CCGs. Still, he encouraged my hobby until high school, after which it really wasn't his decision anymore.
As it happens, I'm also a second-generation SF/Fantasy fan. Both my parents are fen; in fact, a shared love of Heinlein's works is part of what drew them together in college. (It is this one fact that gives me hope that, if they ever found me out as poly, they might not disown me on the spot.)
Gamer, fen, teacher, musician/singer, fibercrafter - how can I have rejected their core values so thoroughly and still be so much their child?
