"I'm still a little ambivelent about my eight d12s. They're a tad too clunky to be truly pretty dice. And d100s are right out. I don't understand what possible attraction a huge thing that looks as if it could double for a golf ball can hold for any reasonable person.
You can't stack a d100 in a tower, that's for sure."
"I just noticed that I've been insisting on referring to my dice as marbleized explicitly. Upon examination of my dice, I've been reassured, that yes, none of them have lost their marbleizing, and thus it is unnecessary for me to pretend that I have any others. My marbleized dice set me aside from true gamers, whose treasured scarlet red plastic polyhedrons are slowly rubbing away to nubbins, but I see nothing wrong with having been somewhat late in beginning my collection. I have no ugly dice, nostalgia-imbued or not.
Well, okay, I have some ugly dice. The d12, bought in desperation, that bears a color and visual texture disturbingly similar to my cat's vomit, isn't something I let most other people see. The purple d12 with the oversized numbers and the too-uniform glossiness isn't the most attractive, either. Of course, those two dice blend in with the rest of the d12s, which are ugly just by virtue of being, well, d12s."
"If dice are random, then it doesn't hurt to be superstitious. If dice are not random, then treating them properly is vital.
Better safe than sorry."