I hate the fact I can't trust one of my fellow gamers

[pssorens]

I am a superstitious gamer. .

Me too, My set of pewter polyhedrahl dice only touch someone else if that person is dumb enough to start a dice fight with me. The only reason I figured those were safe from grabby Mcdiceflincher, is that they are kept on me or the table when ever they are not in the Tub'o Dice at home.

[Dreamstalker]

Nobody touches my Call of Cthulhu dice set either. Then again, my dice bag seems to be an effective deterrent (big honking Yellow Sign on the outside). I have a motley assortment of random dice for loaning out. Those that insist on touching Hastur's Sack get "loaned" my Yellow Sign d10, which some have said is cursed

(many times have I given the sticky-fingered ample chances to steal that one die, and it will not disappear...I'm waiting for it to vanish only for the thief to return it later)

[pssorens]

ya know theres the answer to my problem, I'll have a friend head up to Gen-con and vist the booth that has those absoulotly grotusque brown and yellow d6's. we call them choco-dice. anyone dumb enough to steal one of those deserves to suffer from ugly dice.

[MoxisPilot]

And there's the reason I don't play MTG, D&D, or Warhammer outside the confines of a friend's house anymore. -.-

I caught someone trying to relieve me of a box of MTG cards. A BOX. Like I wasn't going to catch him, right?