Yes, yes, I know, I disappeared off the earth. School savagely slammed me to the ground, and--
What's that? You don't even know or remember who I am?!
Well, all right. That makes this easy, then.
Hi! I'm a wildly creative person with a little time on his hands that loves the Planescape universe and wants to help build things. My most potent skill is writing and coming up with really oddball ideas at the fly of a hat. My least potent skill is general thoroughness and research (I'm a flash-in-the-pan kind of guy). I have an obsessive compulsive streak when it comes to details that borders on the crippling (I spend hours paining over the correct use of the word 'the'), as well as a bag chock full of weird ideas.
One of them is an introductory adventure arc that's a Dungeon Theme-Restaurant, with a safe-zone (conveniently marked by a sign that says 'SAFE-ZONE') complete with toiletries, couches, beds, comforters, a fully-stocked mini-bar, and even tiny theme napkins that contain 'DUNGEON-ROMPER HINTS!' (tm) for making your way through the dungeon to its end (where you can enjoy the special, deliciously steamed Beholder stalks over linguini!).
The players go in thinking they're going to kill the evil wizard, Sinistratus, only to learn that the whole place is just a Multiverse commute for adventuring families who want a little fun. They burst into the final chamber only to find level 20 families enjoying finely prepared food to the sound of elegant harp music.
"Oh, look, honey! Native Dungeon-Rompers! This place has everything!"
"I think they're still level 3. Are they still level 3?"
"Hush, Billy. You were level 3, once."
"Yeah, mom, when I was six."
ANYWAY. Where can I go here to do the most damage? I'm a nuclear warhead of creative energy. SOMEONE AIM ME.
"Go get her, Ray!" /forumtID=33663#p33663