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    349 KB Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)14:59 No.13040306  
    Hey /tg/, it's December. I've always hated winter because it's depressing, and I have a little story to tell you about what happened to me last December. You interested?
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:03 No.13040351
    sure, why not?
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:05 No.13040367
    I'll listen to your story if you listen to mine first and let me know what you think.

    Anyways, >>13040306, please listen to me. That it's really related to this thread.
    I went to Yoshinoya a while ago; you know, Yoshinoya?
    Well anyways there was an insane number of people there, and I couldn't get in.
    Then, I looked at the banner hanging from the ceiling, and it had "150 yen off" written on it.
    Oh, the stupidity. Those idiots.
    You, don't come to Yoshinoya just because it's 150 yen off, fool.
    It's only 150 yen, 1-5-0 YEN for crying out loud.
    There're even entire families here. Family of 4, all out for some Yoshinoya, huh? How fucking nice.
    "Alright, daddy's gonna order the extra-large." God I can't bear to watch.
    You people, I'll give you 150 yen if you get out of those seats.
    Yosinoya should be a bloody place.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:05 No.13040380

    That tense atmosphere, where two guys on opposite sides of the U-shaped table can start a fight at any time, the stab-or-be-stabbed
    mentality, that's what's great about this place.
    Women and children should screw off and stay home.
    Anyways, I was about to start eating, and then the bastard beside me goes "extra-large, with extra sauce."
    Who in the world orders extra sauce nowadays, you moron?
    I want to ask him, "do you REALLY want to eat it with extra sauce?"
    I want to interrogate him. I want to interrogate him for roughly an hour.
    Are you sure you don't just want to try saying "extra sauce"?
    Coming from a Yoshinoya veteran such as myself, the latest trend among us vets is this, extra green onion.
    That's right, extra green onion. This is the vet's way of eating.
    Extra green onion means more green onion than sauce. But on the other hand the price is a tad higher. This is the key.
    And then, it's delicious. This is unbeatable.
    However, if you order this then there is danger that you'll be marked by the employees from next time on; it's a double-edged sword.
    I can't recommend it to amateurs.
    What this all really means, though, is that you, >>13040306, should just stick with today's special.
    >> OP 12/05/10(Sun)15:08 No.13040405
    Alright, I didn't understand shit about the Yoshinoya thing, but what the heck.

    I was last year of high school, and it was winter vacation. I had broken a leg three days before a two week family skiing trip to France. I couldn't come, but hey, I had the house for myself. I live in a small town / village a about thirty kilometers from the capital so there wasn't much for me to do, and I invited my gaming buddies here for two weeks. We'd play DnD, vidya and watch movies - the parents allowed that. So after waking up to find an empty house, I laid out the snacks and prepared a gaming table. We were gonna play 4e for the first time, and I had a campaign prepared.

    ((I have no idea how many symbols I can use in a post so yeah, post lenghts will vary))
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:09 No.13040424




    >> OP 12/05/10(Sun)15:09 No.13040426

    About half an hour before the scheduled friend arrival, the bell rang. There was a small kid in front of the door. He said my brother prepared some notebooks I should give him so he could copy the work because he was sick a lot in the last month - he said everything so quiet I barely heard him as if I was about to beat him at the second he'd turn his back. I went downstairs to my brother's room and found a paper on the desk saying I should give the books on the desk to the jewish kid that would come get them that day. That's when I remembered who this kid is - he is the son of the only Jewish family in the town and since the primary school just discovered Borat, he was heavily teased and bullied (11 to 12 year old kids are fucking monsters). I caught my younger brother (11 at that time) photoshopping this kid in retarded poses once. When I brought them back up, he asked if he could copy the books here because he didn't want to lug them back to his home. Paternal / fraternal instincts kicked in, and I told him he could copy them in my room if he wanted. He nodded and went there. I asked him if he wanted juice / snacks, but he didn't say anything.
    >> OP 12/05/10(Sun)15:11 No.13040440

    My three best friends arrived. I showed them where they'd be sleeping, we plugged in the Xbox 360 one friend brought so we could play it later. Half an hour later, they started rolling up characters - in the campaign, the characters were a group of mercenaries hired by a minor noble who abandoned the mainland and decided to try his luck at colonizing a freshly-discovered island. At around noon, one of my friends poked me and pointed behind me - in the doorway there was the kid. He mumbled something about having to go to lunch and that he'd be back to finish copying later. I waved him goodbye, and we continued playing.

    He came back after two hours, a bit after we finished eating our lunch (one of my friends is a fucking awesome cook, he had the chef duty for most of the two weeks). We paid him no heed, as we were playing - the PCs just encountered the first native group and were being brutally robusted by the pseudo-native-mesoamerican half elves. Nothing of importance happened that time. It got dark pretty soon, people got tired of DnD and started playing shit on Xbox, and I went to check up on the kid. I found him sleeping on my desk. I woke him up and asked if he was okay, and he said that he didn't manage to finish copying everything, and asked if he could come tomorrow to finish. What the heck, he wasn't making any trouble (half the 11 years old in my village/town are annoying morons) and I didn't think he was stealing anything, so I said he could come, but now it was really time for him to go home because his parents might be worried.
    >> OP 12/05/10(Sun)15:12 No.13040459

    He told me he was afraid of the dark and asked me if I could spare him a flashlight. We didn't have any at home, and I kind of felt sorry for the kid (I am still terrified of darkness when I'm alone) and I said I'd walk with him - his home wasn't too far (10 minutes on foot) and I needed to get used to my crutches. I told my friends I'd be back soon and I walked with that kid. He was pretty quiet most of the time, answering easy questions like "What's your favourite book / show" with a half-spoken "I don't know". When we got to his house, I heard shouting inside. Fuck. Worst thing that can happen to a kid. It dawned on me why he wanted to copy stuff at my place. I told him he could come tomorrow morning if he wanted. He just nodded and ran to his house.

    Next day, he came in the morning, about half an hour after I woke (friends were still sleeping) and started copying. The day progressed as the one before, except that, towards the evening, I got nudged by a friend again. I turned around, seeing the kid at the doorway to the room. He quietly said something along the lines of :"I'm done with the school stuff. Can I watch?". I said "Sure", and he just sat at the table and watched, quietly. The game progressed normally, though the amount of swearing and adult jokes suddenly went to a minimum. I had half the mind to invite him to play, but recent attempts at introducing kids to the game ( I tried getting my younger brother to play with us, and he out-That-Guyed our That Guy [who got better] by beheading a random peasant for giggles and yelling "NICE TITS" at the queen during the council session (he was playing a Chaotic Neutral Rogue) had made me cautious of that.
    >> OP 12/05/10(Sun)15:14 No.13040483

    After about half an hour, he said :"How do you know what's going on?". Ex-That Guy said, after five seconds of silence, "You just imagine it in your head". "But what if someone else is imagining it different than you?", he asked again. A different friend answered this time, "That's the point. If you ask two people to imagine a city, they will imagine different cities. They will still see the same thing [a city - this makes much more sense in my language, trust me], but the details will be different - we imagine the same thing, but the details are different.". That's when the kid said the magic words :"Can I play as well?". I asked what kind of character he wanted to play. He said what are his options. I told him he can pick whatever he wanted. After a while, he settled for a concept - he'd be a Dwarf Fighter (The rest of the party was a half-elf Warlock, a human bard and a halfling rogue), son of the colonial village's blacksmith, whose father became a drunk after having his wife killed by the natives. I got a bit worried then that this would turn into a wild escapism party in which he'd go batshit crazy at everything he hated, but it was far from that. The character himself didn't speak a lot and loved music and quickly became friends with the bard. The kid got the idea of his character being a separate thing from himself as a person pretty quickly and when it was late enough for him to leave (we only did one encounter with him, character creation took a while), he asked if he could come tomorrow again. We told him sure, and he could come here any day he wanted for the two weeks.
    >> OP 12/05/10(Sun)15:15 No.13040492

    I walked him to his home again, and this time had a talk with him on the way. He loved Tolkien and other fantasy novels like Eragon and Narnia. He played a piano and believed in God - when I asked him why he believes, he said he finds it frightening to think there's nobody watching and making sure bad people get punished in the end. He asked me if I believed, I told him no and my reasons - he took it pretty well, and ended the debate with "let's agree to disagree". We came to his house, and he left.

    Next morning, he didn't come. We waited with friends, and I said I'd go to his house and checked. I rang the bell and his mother opened the door, she had a black eye. I asked where he was, and she said that he's not supposed to go bothering people around. I told her he's not bothering us and that I understand he doesn't want to be at home at time like that. He was having fun, we were playing board games (that's what I told her, I didn't want to explain concept of DnD) and he wasn't causing trouble. She gave in, called him down, and we went to my house.
    >> OP 12/05/10(Sun)15:16 No.13040504

    I'm not a good GM. My players told me that when I try "shades of grey" I end up with "shades of black and two opposing whites". I generally present religion in a negative way and I get attached to NPCs (one of the reasons I don't run DMPCs). But the kid was amazed at the game. He discarded his quiet and shy outlook a few minutes after the game started and began calling the other players by names a few minutes later. He participated actively, responding seriously. He managed to arrange a ceasefire with the natives by intimidating one of the two interpreters into helping, and then, when the group protested, sneaking with him into the native camp during the night. He didn't take it personally when the half-elf warlock insulted his character. He got immersed, and I think he made the rest of the players more immersed as well. He only got frustrated at me once, when he wanted to talk the minor Lord that hired the PCs into something and the lord wasn't giving way, but it got sorted out quickly. After we got tired of DnD, we played some video games together, and the kid was really happy.
    >> OP 12/05/10(Sun)15:17 No.13040516

    Our schedule for the two weeks didn't deviate much from that. DnD, vidya, DnD, vidya. We played Mass Effect, and the kid fell in love with it - he was fascinated by the choices and the characters. While the rest of the guys shared a "Let's Play" attitude to playing (basically we passed the controller around, me and the kid being the only ones who haven't played Mass Effect before), he constantly discussed the choices with the other guys. Seriously. When the Rachni Queen mission came, we lingered on the "release it or kill it" choice. The kid protested, saying the Rachni could destroy the entire galaxy like they almost did once [Note: He actually bothered us to read all the Codex entries. I think That Guy was pretty shocked because it completely destroyed the way he thought Mass Effect universe worked. Also one of the friends was a physics buff and he laughed at eezo explanations]. One of the friends actually went :"Dude, haven't you noticed the trend that the good choices are in the upper right part of the circle? The Rachni are NOT going to destroy the universe". "But Shepard doesn't know that!" he replied. After a bit of arguing, the whole thing ended with: "Look, Shepard couldn't know Liara was actually a good person, and he still saved her AND allowed her to inspect his mind while she could've totally destroyed it. Shepard is just a trusting kind of guy, okay?". We thought of playing Dragon Age after that (I didn't play that until February either), but a friend seriously discouraged that.
    >> OP 12/05/10(Sun)15:18 No.13040528

    He slept over at us once or twice when the yelling at his house was too loud - I'd call the police after he fell asleep, but they said they couldn't do anything as both the mother and the father denied anything was going on when they came. One day, his mother came to check up on us. I took her downstairs to where we were playing, and he smiled and waved at her. She broke into tears, thanked me, said something along the line of "bless you" and left. Later she told me she'd never seen him happy like this for the last year.
    >> OP 12/05/10(Sun)15:19 No.13040544

    The DnD plot progressed as well, and he developed his character pretty awesomely. After they pacified the natives (treaties, colonists and natives helping each other), he started the incentive to convert a few villages. The thing was showing promise, until the other native villages (not being converted) decided to slaughter the convertees for abandoning the faith. The character took this as his responsibility and vowed to do better, but not before bringing justice to the leaders of the pogrom - a band of elite native warriors. This time, the warlock and the halfling (along with the Lord) advocated a total annexation of the native villagers - he and the bard, while against this, had to give in, but not before making sure the treaty was fair. Later, the Lord was assassinated by a native - the PCs investigated and uncovered a plot - they brought the evidence of it to the mainland, where they got pulled into a conspiracy to break off the colonies of the mainland empire and avoid fueling the war effort for when invaders from the east finally struck. The dwarf joined a knight order, but was forced to kill the man who induced him in the order after the conspirators framed the PCs for an assassination and they were forced to flee.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:20 No.13040554
    Oh god. This is going to end badly, isn't it.
    >> OP 12/05/10(Sun)15:20 No.13040555

    I'm still surprised how maturely he played that encounter out - a short speech on how they're not doing a right thing, and then a swift duel to the death. His character went from heavily idealistic to almost pragmatic by the end of the sessions - not the "victory at all costs" pragmatic, but "less shocked by hard choices and easier to make them" pragmatic. If you've read The Walking Dead, you'll understand the type of pragmatic I mean. We never completely finished that campaign, we'd need another two weeks for that. When I asked the kid after the end of it whether he intended the whole turn from idealistic to pragmatic, he told me that that's the way heroes are supposed to be, and that in the world, you can never keep the same outlook for a long time.

    Anyway, two weeks passed, and we had to part ways. I had school to attend, and had to move back to the capital. We became great friends by the end of the gaming time, and we promised we'd play for another two weeks this summer. He was pretty sad, though, probably because of the shitty life he had to return to.
    >> OP 12/05/10(Sun)15:21 No.13040566

    I don't regret a lot of things in my life. I have the "we're living in the world influenced by the best possible decisions" outlook. But I really regret leaving my village after those two weeks. I don't know exactly how it happened (mother said that the situation at the couple's house was getting worse and worse, and my brother said that the he was more sad every time he went to school), but in the end he hung himself. I didn't go to the funeral even though I wanted to, but I wasn't invited there by his parents. His mother did, however, mail his diary to me. One of the saddest things I've ever read, because he wrote everything that happened to him, a page a day. The entries from the two weeks were more cheerful than the others, and one of them actually had "best day ever" written under it.

    So yeah, /tg/. Here's to Jakob, and I hope he's happy wherever he is.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:23 No.13040581
    Thank you, OP, that's a touching story.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:24 No.13040589
    I think I'm gonna call bullshit on this story.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:24 No.13040591
    /tg/ in a nutshell.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:27 No.13040615
    Does it matter if it's real or not? It gave me pause for thought, and a somewhat renewed resolve to treat others with kindness. Is that a bad thing?
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:28 No.13040629
    Haha you must have absolutely no friends in real life, and if you do they all secretly think you're a total douche.
    >> OP 12/05/10(Sun)15:28 No.13040631

    Meh, to each his own, I guess. This is what happened.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:29 No.13040642
    Here's to Jakob
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:34 No.13040694
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:36 No.13040712
    Aw shit, dawg. I think the worst thing is that the creation of a character and the opinions about pragmatism, Shepard and so on imply at least some hope and he must have lost that, that spark must have gone out, before the end. So it's almost not so much the tragedy of the act but the tragedy of that small kernel of delight and hope being crushed that gets me.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:36 No.13040713
    I wish I had not wiped my drive recently, I had the perfect manly tears picture for this. OP, thank you for sharing this story with us. I was in a situation like Jakob's, and did indeed use D&D as a way to get some time away from my troubles when I was young. I even contemplated suicide for a time when I was about his age. The story of little Jakob touched me greatly.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:47 No.13040808
    Manly tears were shed.

    You're a good person, OP.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)15:50 No.13040834
    Good story, very powerful. If only I could feel emotion.
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    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)16:21 No.13041055
    Fuck OP, you're a good person. You gave that poor soul two weeks of happiness before his final adventure.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)16:28 No.13041117
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    >> Bronymous 12/05/10(Sun)16:40 No.13041220
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    A bro was lost, and his name was Jakob...
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)16:45 No.13041258
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    >this thread

    So it was domestic abuse by a shitty father? Or did the bullying get even worse?
    >> northern /k/ommando 12/05/10(Sun)16:57 No.13041358
    >I have the "we're living in the world influenced by the best possible decisions" outlook
    wish i could still believed that.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)17:12 No.13041446
    You made me smile OP, because of the kindness you showed to the kid even though it would've been easier just to ignore it.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)18:15 No.13042024
    touching, sad
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)20:05 No.13043357
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    To Jakob.
    >> Anonymous 12/05/10(Sun)23:57 No.13046327
    >Browse through old threads
    >Find this

    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)00:24 No.13046682
    >The whole Shepard thing

    I wish I could've seen this kid's reaction to Alpha Protocol, where shit actively goes wrong no matter what choices you make
    >> S.T.A.L.K.E.R. 12/06/10(Mon)00:38 No.13046824
    Nice story OP.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)00:40 No.13046840
    Is this archived?
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)01:11 No.13047221
    Why don't you try and see? Even if it isn't it was screencapped here >>13041117
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)03:50 No.13048926
    Cool story bro
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)05:11 No.13049547
    >So yeah, /tg/. Here's to Jakob, and I hope he's happy wherever he is.

    People who commit suicide go to Hell. It's too bad you had to teach him D&D and lead him down the path to the Devil. I hope you feel sorry for what you did to that kid.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)05:13 No.13049562

    >The child is in Hell rolling dice with Satan

    Somehow, I don't view that as a really bad afterlife. I hear Satan is an awesome DM.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)05:18 No.13049615
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    goddamn it op im supposed to be studying but im sobbing instead
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)05:24 No.13049650
    Don't know if it's true or not, but awesome story. Was enthralled from start to finish.

    I'd have killed the father, myself. Scumbag deserves a dirtnap.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)05:24 No.13049651

    A durr durr durr
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    >implying that eternal damnation in a lake of fire could be fun

    I hate to think of your suffering when you die and spend eternity completely alienated from God. Please stop playing D&D (the Bible specifically forbids "casting lots" ie, throwing dice). Find Jesus today.
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    >And they said to one another, “Come, let us cast lots, that we may know on whose account this evil has come upon us.” So they cast lots, and the lot fell on Jonah.
    >And then Jonah said "Wait guys that's bullshit pick someone else. Casting lots is the devil.
    >And so they butchered some other guy instead because they were backwards goat-fucking dirtfarmers.

    The Bible is full of goddamn trolls.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)05:30 No.13049696
    >implying that Hell and the Lake of Fire are the same thing, when the Bible says that Hell and Death shall be cast into the Lake of Fire in Revelations

    Of course, some bibles translate it as "Hades and Death shall be cast in" which is odd since I'm pretty sure Hades IS Death...
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)05:30 No.13049701
    I think it only counts when you gamble for something. Partaking of random number generation without sinful intend can't possibly result in damnation.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)05:36 No.13049741


    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)05:38 No.13049753
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    You're gambling with your character's hit points. For shame. Jesus will forgive you if you ask him to.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)05:40 No.13049763
    >In a bad mood, no real reason, just down.
    >Read this story.
    >Crying now.

    Hey, thanks OP.
    Good on you for being great to that kid. Wish I could say I'd do the same.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)05:52 No.13049834
    Jesus OP; you should be proud
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    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)05:56 No.13049862

    Thantos is death. Hades is god of the underworld, brother of Posidon and Zeus.
    >> OP 12/06/10(Mon)06:07 No.13049917
    OP here, surprised this thread lasted this long. Note, I'm not religious, and I don't believe in afterlife. Jakob did, so I like to imagine he got one.

    Stay classy, /tg/.
    >> PoliteAnon !PmhfcA1OlM 12/06/10(Mon)06:22 No.13050005
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    That was a touching story, OP.
    Here's to Jakob.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)06:24 No.13050016
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    We save the screencap and one by one, we remember.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)06:25 No.13050019
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    I guess you could say Jakob got one Hell of an afterlife.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)06:43 No.13050163

    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)06:44 No.13050165
    I was about to go to sleep, but now I'm to sad...

    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)07:21 No.13050447
    Catharsis achieved.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)07:28 No.13050508
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    I was going to leave my vodka alone tonight, OP.

    But you have convinced me to have one drink.
    A toast: To Jakob, peace be upon him.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)12:57 No.13052577
    This must not die.
    >> Anonymous 12/06/10(Mon)13:11 No.13052699
    Amazing OP, I've often wondered just how many lives I touched just by being there to be friendly.

    Sorry, it's raining here... not a cloud in the sky but it's raining.
    >> Gluton 12/06/10(Mon)14:59 No.13053686
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    Cheers OP, Mourn his death with honor, but do not wallow in his passing. You gave that kid the best two damn weeks of his life, and you should be proud of yourself for the tiny spark of kindness in the black abyss of despair that is human nature.

    >mfw reading the comments of the trolls in this thread

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