[ WP ] An elf , a dwarf , and a wizard are filling out the character sheets for their next game of Dayjobs and Drudgery , a role-playing game set in the world of humans .

The dwarf put the gamebook on the table after the orc agreed to be DM. Red and blue stripes with a blue square filled with white stars was on the cover. It read `` America: 1970s''. The elf thumbed through the pages. `` Wow, the white people are really overpowered in this setting.'' 
 
 `` What the hell?'' The wizard's eyes widened. `` There's much more balanced books availible now. Why'd you pick this one?'' 
 
 The dwarf shrugged. `` It was on clearance.'' 
 
 `` I imagine there's a good reason for that,'' the elf said. 
 
 The orc raised his hand. `` Now now, we can play a different setting later. Just make your characters so we can play.'' 
 
 `` At least I did n't get the 1940s German version,'' the dwarf said. 
 
 `` Was n't that adapted to a shooting game?'' the wizard asked. 
 
 The dwarf nodded. `` About 5,000 times yes. Man who made that version of the game made a lot of credits.'' 
 
 `` I'll play a twenty two year old,'' the elf said. `` Hippie class since it looks the most fun, and I get the closest thing to magic in this setting. Character name: Raven Starchild.'' 
 
 `` Why are there only humans in this setting?'' The wizard thumbed through the book. 
 
 `` It's a'what-if there was no magic' world,'' the dwarf said. `` Humans being the least magical race, they were a likely pick.'' 
 
 The wizard looked up at the dwarf with a glare, but the dwarf did not back down from his stance. `` It's true. Statistically, humans suck at magic. Sometimes there are exceptions, but for the most part --'' 
 
 `` It's fine.'' The wizard twirled his long white beard as his eyes read the pages of character race and classes. `` I'll be a black female.'' 
 
 `` What? Why?'' 
 
 `` I like a challenge.'' 
 
 `` You'll bring the whole party down,'' the dwarf said. 
 
 The orc rubbed his hands. `` I know just the campaign to choose now.'' 
 
 `` I hate when he does that,'' the elf said. 
 
 `` Character name: Rosa Parks,'' the wizard said. 
 
 `` My turn,'' the dwarf said. `` I'll be a young man on his way to success. Character name: John Smith.'' 
 
 `` Playing it safe?'' The wizard laughed. 
 
 `` Playing it smart. By the end of the game, I'll be a millionaire.'' 
 
 Many dice rolls determined their character stats. The DM made notes of their characters, and grinned a lot. It made the elf uneasy again. 
 
 `` Alright, campaign begins. You are all on a bus. Raven Starchild and John Smith are in the front.'' The orc moved their character figurines to the front of a drawing of a bus on the game map. `` Rosa Parks is in the back, since that's where blacks sit in this setting.'' 
 
 `` Fuck that.'' The wizard picked up his character figurine and moved him closer to Raven and John. `` I sit where I want.'' 
 
 `` It's illegal.'' 
 
 The wizard took off his spectacles and looked the orc in the face. `` Does it look like I care?'' 
 
 `` The cops will come,'' the orc said. `` You're derailing the entire campaign.'' 
 
 The wizard laughed. `` What fun!''
