Has anyone tried dungeon crawling in real life?

Has anyone tried dungeon crawling in real life?

Would you want to?

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There was a French user the other week that posted about adventuring in the catacombs of Paris.

Yes and no.
Real life dungeons are not cool labyrinths, they're a couple tiny shitty rooms. Pre-panopticon prisons and mental hospitals are more like fantasy dungeons than real dungeons.

Was that the guy from /b/ who stole a skull from the catacombs of paris and stuck his dick in an eyesock?

Once a moth I go to the underground tunnels under my workplace to open doors for the groundwater investigator. I guess it's kind of like a dungeon. There's a lot of crawling through tiny doors, holes in walls, and pipes. Earlier this year there was an underground pond due to some flooding from water pipe renovation.

There are runoff tunnels along the Platte River in Denver, which are accessible through a few steel grates downtown. I squeezed into them in college a few times.

Most of it is just long stretches of 4 foot high tunnels, forcing you to stoop through the trash and any stagnant water. At the junctions, which are more like the fingers of a palm than a cross, the ceilings were a little higher. There were clear camps where homeless people stayed at night, constant graffiti along the walls, and a few spookier bits.

I think most have been closed off in the last few years, though.

This is the best picture I have of the weirder stuff. It was half a skateboard, surrounded by little candles.

In no particular order, we also found a front-half-style female mannequin, festooned with flowers and covered in red handprints (not blood, just paint or something), a flowerpot connected to a tripline and filled with damp powder, and a pair of boots containing a learner's permit and an old flashlight.

I don't particularly want to end up on a Jack Chick tract.
>Once a moth
I'M ONTO YOU, MOTHSHIFTERS!

He said a few weeks ago, not years.

Dubs or higher decide if I go in.

>In no particular order, we also found a front-half-style female mannequin, festooned with flowers and covered in red handprints (not blood, just paint or something), a flowerpot connected to a tripline and filled with damp powder, and a pair of boots containing a learner's permit and an old flashlight.
There's some Unknown Armies magic going on under Denver.

Please elaborate, I'm unfamiliar with Unknown Armies' style of magic.

The closest thing we had to a casting class, a girl in our social circle that was third generation Wiccan and had some significant woo-woo powers, couldn't make it in a hundred feet past the entrance without breaking down. She definitely wasn't a coward, said something else was holding her back.

go on

faek come on

Do it.

give me duBBBBBSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS DAM IT

>a girl in our social circle that was third generation Wiccan and had some significant woo-woo powers, couldn't make it in a hundred feet past the entrance without breaking down. She definitely wasn't a coward, said something else was holding her back.
Probably the repressed memories of the Great Rite.

I doubt those were repressed, we were performing that about twice a day at that point

Just do it you fucking coward
You shouldnt need strange NEETs on the internet to tell you to take the plunge when you literally come across a wrought iron gate in front of a dungeon

what is it
go in tho

Nah bro. not worth dying to a shitty ho-bold

Colleague was urbex enthusiast, he did all sorts of places, both above and under ground. It gets pretty close to the idea of dungeon crawling except instead of loot you get pictures of what could have been looted (there's some unspoken creed that you leave the place as intact as you found it save for doing what's necessary to break in).
Going by what he said your biggest concern was accidentally running into hobo lair or mob hideout.
Then the whole rapefugee thing started, he got one particularly bad encounter with those and quit.

you better record your ass hitting a crack pipe in there

Unknown Armies basic premise is that magicians are the kind of odd people that inhabit the fringe of society. The crazy raving homeless guy, that old lady collecting plastic bags and mumbling to herself etc. are all gifted with powers beyond the scope of human understanding. It just so happens that these powers need complex rituals that appear as complete insanity to the average normally functioning person. And being able to perform magic greatly taxes the psyche, blurring the magicians' own perception of reality. Maybe the players really are magical. Maybe they are just crazy.

It's a fascinating game. And the random items you found reminds me of the kind of magical rituals it uses.

DO IT FAG

Cool

KEK WILLS IT

It's called urban exploration. There are no monsters or puzzles, and no treasure. The only positive is taking a girl on an "adventure" date and fucking her in an abandoned mental hospital or some shit. Some girls go wild for that sort of thing.

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If i made movies i would sooo use this place.

wtf do u have the archive? must be a ton of spooky keks

no real awsome catacombs in my city but whenever i get into some minor abandoned stuff, some underground crawlspace or something else like that i feel like im doing some amazing dungoen crawling.

Mostly cause that tends to happen when drunk.

>18:15
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fake

>one particularly bad encounter
I'm sorry user, you can't just say this and not storytime.

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I found a walkman in an unused cemetery, and shotgun shell and dinner knife in a tunnel so thats not completely true.

Aha, nope.

Did he go off in random unsafe parts of the Catacombs or just follow marked paths with a guide?

Sorta. I tried to do some urban exploring around where I live when I was 16.

About 30 minutes in, I was being questioned by federal agent. After being escorted away from this seemingly abandoned area and having my camera's data deleted, I was "encouraged' to keep my exploration to national parks.

There used to be a place near where I lived that the local kids called the Equadome. It was an old water plant for WWII era TNT works that was closed and abandoned for years. Edgy teenagers would go there to spray paint satanic shit and get high. My friends and I went there a bunch of time to explore and get high. I was kinda sad when they finally demolished the place.

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I've thought about checking out some of the old abandoned buildings, but they're in bad neighborhoods. For reference the block I live on has no less than four crack dens and two meth labs and I have no fear being out and about at 3 AM here or similar areas, but I'm wary of the type of homeless those other places have.