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My Zoom Dungeons and Dragons
Short Fiction from the Chaotic Good side
My phone buzzes. Cryptic text from my best friend Reyna: “Check your email.”
She is one of those people who has more costumes in her closet than real clothes. She loves Halloween and going to conventions. She has a deck of Magic the Gathering Cards in her purse at all times. It might be a GIF about hobbits or elves or a link to another sword on sale for me to add to my collection.
I go straight to my email and all it is is an empty subject with a zoom link and the word “midnight.”
“Intrigued” I text.
Later, I get another text that says, “wear your mithril armor Bring your spell book Don’t be late”
“What is this?”
“And spoil the surprise?”
At five minutes to midnight, I take a shot of a single-malt Scottish whiskey that I reserve for special occasions, put in my gaming earbuds, and log into the zoom room.
It is chaos. People keep popping in. It is a cacophony of sound and the “everyone” chat is exploding with non-stop geek-speak. There are already five pages of participants and everyone has some sort of cool D and D handle. I think I recognize a few legends from online gaming. Most people do not show video. Instead, they have a dragon or a paladin or…
