I got way too sensitive in a game of Strahd.
So this is not neccesarily a bad story but just wanted to talk about it. Because I can't lie. It has made me insanely skeptical of playing ever again.
My first dnd game was curse of strahd. The dm was a friend of one of my friends. And he allowed me to play. I think I was the only girl in the group.. or no.. I think there was another.
The game was going super great and I played as an elf wizard. I really like elves. I did my best to play being a new player and I think I did an okay job. I fought.. trued to interact and all that. The only thing I struggled with was role playing. I was 20 or so and embarrassed about it because I thought i wouldnt sound as good as the dm.
So I never tried. Although I wanted to.
So im not planning to end up in a video or anything so Ill get right to it. I don't remember what happened leading up to this. But there was a quest. This is where it all went downhill for me. I had played a lot of sessions by that point and I had missed a few too.
In this quest .. we were to save a group of kids who were orphans. Some of thw party members wanted to off the kids.. leave them there and all that jazz but overall.. we agreed to do our best to save them. We dropped them off at an orphanage and stayed there for a bit. Then I met her. One of the orphans.. a sweet little girl. I cant quite recall what race she was. But I knew she was purple and quite young.. but tall.. i think orc.. her name was sunny. I took to her immediately. She took to me too. She was described as quiet and hardly talked to people but she talked to me. I fell in love with her. Asked the dm to adopt her. Take her on the journey with us. Ofc he warned me i would have to keep her safe...
Now im sure you know where this is going. I said okay. She went with us when we finally left. My little sunny. She is like 7. She promjsed she would learn to fight so she could pull her weight. I told her I would protect her. Keep her safe. Then came the day. First fight with her in the party...
We are up against aome group of goblins or the other. I put her in the very back.. hide her in bushes ... and the first thing they do..... is shoot her... they find a way to shoot her... dm does saving throw rolls... fails all three. She dies.
I was so distraught irl.. i actively shut down. I started crying. This was on roll20 .. so i muted on discord and cried silently. When the session ended.. dm privately gave me the belongings sunny had on her.. a picture of a crayon drawing of sunny holding my hand.. saying that she "luvs" me.
I sobbed. For. Days. In real life. I felt like I lost my actual kid. For about 3 sessions after that.. i never felt like playing.. i went.. and watched them play.. interacted a little but was overall so low emotionally that I could not play. Eventually.. dm gave up on me. Kicked me from the party. Fair. I thought.. but then told me that due to that.. I would never be allowed to play in one of his games again. And even years later.. he has since never allowed me to again. Sadly when I was ready to try again.. i had no other friends who play and he was the only one... so yeah.. now i just watch others play and live vicariously through them.
I am going to school now tho.. and I have a group who play. Im excited to try again. And not be as sensitive this time.