Title hastily edited in because I forgot to create one · 7:42pm Jan 10th, 2014
I know I promised an update on Roll For Initiative last week. Clearly, that didn't happen. The reasons don't matter, so I won't go into them. The important things are that it's ready now and that I learned a lesson about making promises. I'll post the update in thirty minutes or so, but that's not the real purpose of this post.
I actually want to talk about something.
You see, while I'm not short on ideas for the future of this fic, I can always use more. Therefore, I'm asking for people to tell me some awesome stories I might be able to draw inspiration from. Got a neat story of hilarious RPG exploits? Remember a ridiculous way someone got killed? I'd love to hear it, and you might get to see elements of your awesome story adapted to the ponies' game.
Well... one time the rest of the party decided to backstab me and take all the loot for themselves...
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(yeah that GM was a real jerk the more I think about it)
Well, some friends and I were trying a new game, CSI of sorts where we were suppose to track down clues and interrogate witnesses and solve crimes. The GM made the mistake of including guns and one of my teammates immediately began shooting when he saw a guard.
He ended up getting shot in the testicles because the dice and the GM hated him and was out for the entire game.
Another time we spent half our session arguing physics and fairness after the same guy I mentioned hijacked a motorbike and tried to jump over one of those short walls you see on highways separating the different roads. He rolled an 17 and when he learned he needed a 20, he was outraged.
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What would a gaming group be without a dramatic idiot? One of these days, I'd like to find out.
I had a 3.5 psion ( low level) who ran from giant spiders for several minutes before he realized that he could kill them all in one turn.
So, we're a party of random adventurers, sent as errand boys, and ending up as glorified errand boys. We were sent to a city to give a message to the duke. Well, things happened, we got to a tower, and our warrior takes a longbow, and hits a gargoyle that was on the tower, from 800 feet away...
Then, later the party idiot, (also the bard) Decided it was a good idea to headbutt a statue, twice! He also almost got incinerated by a trap but the DM was merciful, and so he was unharmed. Took a gem out of a statue that was supposed to shoot fire, we lured something to step on the pressure plate to set off the trap, hoping that it might set it off and soften it up. And then, he got trapped in a room by a gargoyle and a flaming sphere, and instead of playing music to help out the party, he headbutted it, failing miserably. He only lives because he's loaded and glamored his armor.
In a later setting, we were given a staff to detect magic to point us towards some wizards. WE go south from the city, and he points it north, back towards the way we came. Our Lizardfolk barbarian proceeds to pick him up, and carry him, still holding the staff straight out in front of him, being carried by the shoulders by a 6' 7" lizard.
And then there was a fight against gouls and ghasts. The barbarian and fighter went down, and so it was just him and the ranger (I wasn't present for this, otherwise this wouldn't have happened) and instead of healing the barbarian, he chooses to take a swing at a ghoul next to him. The only reason the party didn't die was because he has an AC of 22.
And that Lizardfolk barbarian, he made a jump check one time, and successfully jumped onto the roof of a two story building... during a stealth mission. A flying lizard is not stealthy.
This is basically a rundown of my favorite moment from the first time I played D&D.
We were camping out for the night, and the DM had us take watches. It was my watch along with another guy, and we get attacked by a ten foot(ish) monster. After a few turns of misses and parries, the paladin who was on watch with me absolutely destroys the monster with a critical hit.
Another first timer, a halfling rogue, was debating whether or not we should skin this exotic monster for its pelt. Twenty minutes later, we were still standing there debating how we should divide the funds ("Well, I killed it!"). So, I got tired of it, and told the rogue that I'd give him a gold to shut up and go to sleep.
He accepted.
In the morning, we woke up and exited our tents to see the body (which we had forgotten to dispose of and I guess left to rot in the middle of camp for the night), had turned back into a human. It was a weremonster of some kind.
It was a person.
That we spent twenty minutes debating the financial benefits of skinning.
I know everyone has their epic fight story well one time we were about to face off with orcus we got our best spells and our best weapon and were ready for a knock down drag out fight and our leader decapitates him in one strike we were stuned both because of the anticlimatic finish and because we were now lvl. 30 characters
Also who else got offed by a single arrow?