FoxTrot by Bill Amend for October 12, 2008
October 05, 2008
October 19, 2008
Transcript:
Marcus: My dwarf opens the door. Jason: You see a room filled with flames. And in the middle of the flames stands a 30-foot-tall Balrog! Roll for initiative! Marcus: That's not a Balrog... it'sa Khorne Bloodletter from Warhammer. Jason: I didn't have a Balrog miniature. This is close enough. Marcus: It's from another game! You can't use miniatures from another game! Jason: Look, the dungeon calls for a Balrog in this room! What do you want me to do?! Ride my bike two miles in the rain to the toy store just so you can look at the correct miniature for a fight that'll last maybe three minutes tops?! ... Purists can be a real pain the butt sometimes. Clerk: Balrog... Balrog... nope, all out.
Interestingly enough, when the game designers from TSR ran tournaments at conventions, they ran into gamers who knew the rules better than they did.