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For too long we have been the playthings of massive corporations, whose sole aim is to convert our world into a gargantuan shopping mall. Pleasantry and civility are being discarded as the worthless ephemera of a bygone age; an age when men doffed their hats at ladies, and children could be counted on to mind your Jack Russel while you took a mild and bitter in the pub.

The twinkly-eyed tobacconist, the ruddy-cheeked pub landlord and the bewhiskered teashop lady are being trampled under the mighty blandness of "drive-thru" hamburger chains. Customers are herded in and out of such places with an alarming similarity to the way the cattle used to produce the burgers are herded to the slaughterhouse. The principal victim of this blandification is Youth, whose natural propensity to shun work, peacock around the town and aggravate the constabulary has been drummed out of them. Youth is left with a sad deficiency of joie de vivre, imagination and elegance. Instead, their lives are ruled by territorial one-upmanship based on brands of plimsoll, and Youth has become little more than a walking, barely talking advertising hoarding for global conglomerates.

And what has Youth got to look forward to? The life of the lumpen officetariat consists of toiling away all day in front of computer screens, transferring swathes of dull information from one terminal to another. In their spare time, they are to be found at large halls of misery, where chemically laden beer is fed to them while they ogle sport events on larger versions of the same screens they have been staring at all day. the resulting "culture" of this state of affairs can be summed up in one word: . ...But now, a spectre is beginnining to haunt the reigning vulgaroisie: The spectre of Roleplaying. May Roleplaying save us all from certain vulgaroisie. Just remember to avoid munchkinism, the dark side is everywhere.

P.S My name is Michael and I like to draw, roleplay, paint, read, play the guitar and doff my hat at bypassing ladies.


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       By: manfred

You find a patch of edible funghi. They taste well and all, no ill effects. UNLESS you consume some beverage, even 3 (three) days after eating it. Then you become really sick with pains, vomiting, all the fancy stuff. As a gift or good meal, it could be a cruel joke or to make sure the heroes spend their time focused on the mission. And the fine soup you had in the inn yesterday could have some in.
(Inspired through a real-world fungus. Was really used to cure alcoholism.)

Encounter  ( Any ) | August 21, 2003 | View | UpVote 0xp


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