Reality detachment, happened to a friend of mine... started fantasy role playing... running around woods clocking each other with latex swords shouting "Hit point".
Dont speak to him any more... too freakish when they start to think they are the charactures and talk to you as if it is all real.
You know, "I was walking through the woods and this orc jumped out at me, any way I cut him down no problems... me and Big bertha. Another pint?"
What about the people who so want to be American WWII majors they start to adopt American accents in normal life. Strewth... knew one of them as well... dont speak to him any more... too freakish.
Hmmm, do you think it is just me... leave the poor slug alone and think of that japanese delicacy of "Crunchy raw sea slugs".
Dont speak to him any more... too freakish when they start to think they are the charactures and talk to you as if it is all real.
You know, "I was walking through the woods and this orc jumped out at me, any way I cut him down no problems... me and Big bertha. Another pint?"
What about the people who so want to be American WWII majors they start to adopt American accents in normal life. Strewth... knew one of them as well... dont speak to him any more... too freakish.
Hmmm, do you think it is just me... leave the poor slug alone and think of that japanese delicacy of "Crunchy raw sea slugs".