Le Gazebo du jeu Munchkin

J’en ai appris une bonne ce midi en jasant avec les autres geeks… saviez-vous que le Gazebo du jeu Munchkin n’est pas juste une joke, mais provient d’un vieux gag circulant sur internet…

Eric was playing a Neutral Paladin (why should only Lawful Good religions get to have holy warriors was the thinking) in Ed’s game. He even had a holy sword, which fought well, and did all those things holy swords are supposed to do, including detect good (random die roll; it could have detected evil). He was on some lord’s lands when the following exchange occurred:

DM: You see a well groomed garden. In the middle, on a small hill, you see a gazebo.

ERIC: A gazebo? What color is it?

DM: (Pause) It’s white, Eric.

ERIC: How far away is it?

DM: About fifty yards.

ERIC: How big is it?

DM: (Pause) It’s about thirty feet across, fifteen feet high, with a pointed top.

ERIC: I use my sword to detect good on it.

DM: It’s not good, Eric. It’s a gazebo!

ERIC: (Pause) I call out to it.

DM: It won’t answer. It’s a gazebo!

ERIC: (Pause) I sheathe my sword and draw my bow and arrows. Does it respond in any way?

DM: No, Eric, it’s a gazebo!

ERIC: I shoot it with my bow (roll to hit). What happened?

DM: There is now a gazebo with an arrow sticking out of it.

ERIC: (Pause) Wasn’t it wounded?

DM: Of course not, Eric! It’s a gazebo!

ERIC: (Whimper) But that was a plus three arrow!

DM: It’s a gazebo, Eric, a gazebo! If you really want to try to destroy it, you could try to chop it with an axe, I suppose, or you could try to burn it, but I don’t know why anybody would even try. It’s a *)@#! gazebo!

ERIC: (Long pause. He has no axe or fire spells.) I run away.

DM: (Thoroughly frustrated) It’s too late. You’ve woken up the gazebo, and it catches you and eats you.

ERIC: (Reaching for his dice) Maybe I’ll roll up a fire-using mage so I can avenge my Paladin.

At this point, the increasingly amused fellow party members restored a modicum of order by explaining what a gazebo is.