For all three gamers that are on here, news seems to traveling swiftly through the gaming circles, but if you don't already know, Gary Gygax died this morning.
2-3 of me and my friends were interested in Dungeons and Dragons for a while. They never could gather up enough patience to play or enough rainy days to sit inside and do so. But on my own during that period, i would pass the time drawing plans for castles, cities, dungeons, and landscapes, creating oddball characters, and studying the maps of cities like Waterdeep and Palanthas.
It's one of the big reasons (along with Blade Runner and various other contributing factors) that i went on to study and be an architect.
I used to play with a group of old oddballs: ex. special forces guy, a prog rock musician, the requisite overweight redneck and a school teacher. I really kicked off my love of storytelling and world building, which I later realized RPGs are terrible at teaching, but the passion was in my bones. It's led me to where i am today: An unemployed guy living off top Ramen.
Back in Jr. High, circa 1977, I put paper covers on my D&D books*, so I wouldn't have to explain to students and teachers what the hell I was reading. It would have been too much trouble, and maybe got me beat up. A conservative aunt who found out that a cousin and I played the game sent our parents clippings about the game causing suicides.
Cripes. Now you'd be hard put to find anyone in the developed world who doesn't know about role playing games, and a significant number of people know who Gygax was.
That's pretty damn amazing.
* I still have those books. Not the very first edition, but close to it. Signed by Gygax.
I only ever played D&D once. We used to play Warhammer and Call of Cthulu instead as that was what the majority wanted. Sorry Gary, you still had my respect though. RIP
Found it first on Wil Wheaton. But it bummed me out, especially as I had just gotten off the internet phone with my younger brother, who I used to DM for and later did his own D&D thing. I picked up the habit from watching my older brother and friends play and thinking how cool it was. I was 4 or 5 at the time, and didn't find out that it was not so cool until I could only find one other kid my age to play with. Later in high school I finally had a gaming group to DM over. And years later I get the occasional gaming jones which is only partially (OK, 75-80% satisfied with Warcraft, Morrowind, Baldur's Gate etc.)
At one point my career ambition was to be a game designer in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. I've ventured a bit astray.
From all I've read about and by the man, Gygax seems like a pretty decent guy and he will be missed. His death comes soon after Robert Jordan and Robert Anton Wilson's (the stranger incident since I was reading Illuminatus at the time of his death...). Standup guys all around, from a fanboy's perspective.
Although never a big D&D fan (always more into Paranoia, Warhammer and Role Master) i respect the fact that he just about kick started the whole RPG thing. Rest in Peace.
Gary Gygax passed away today after failing his fortitude save in a CR 69 encounter with old age. He will exist in a gentle repose to await a true reserruction. His loot will be divided among the remaining party members.
I only played once, as a dwarf named Goatfucker. I had the DM roll to determine whether or not I buggered whatever unfortunate enemy my character encountered. More often than not I did, which usually confused the enemy and allowed my teammates to attack more successfully. I was not invited back for more games, unfortunately. Peace to Mr. Gygax.