I remember one time I was playing with my oldest and 2nd oldest brother and thier friends.
They added me into the game because they needed another theif to help defeat this really tough guy they been gearing up to go against. Well the other theif in the group was this cocky shit that kept stealing my shit. See I kept my gold in a secret girddle that you have to take my clothes off to get. So when he couldnt get to it he stole other shit. Like my spiked jacks. My giant spider that turns into a tiny statue till you say its name and my giant fly that was the same. But what pissed me off is he stole my toons doll of a elf that her adopted father made her to bring her +2 luck. It gave me the chance to use once every other roll a +2 to my roll. And the basterd took it. I demanded it back I told him give it all back or he be sorry he said no thats not how the game goes so I told my brothers if his friend didn't give it back they all be sorry. My brothers laughed and said nope.
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When we reach the guy we all been waiting for I am the first to roll. I asked again going to give me my stuff? Big nope from him so I say ok. so I say to the GM" I stand a foot away from the guy whip out my mirror of switch and make him look in it." I had to roll a 20 sided dice to see if he do it and I got a freaking 20! The guy switched places with a dragon I captured 3 weeks before in the mirror. The mirror worked like this something is in it. Once something new looks in it the old thing is out the new thing is in. I put the dragon in there because well I wanted one and it was to hard to fight. Even for this group it was to hard. While everyone was fighting the dragon I picked their pockets got my stuff back and a thier gold plus other stuff. Than when it looked like they were about to win I put the dragon back in and released the bad guy than used a teleport potion from the wizard and was gone. Lmfao. My brothers beat the shit out of the other theif.
It is a game about math chance thinking on your feet and roll playing. You start off getting a game sheet and you decided what breed you want to be human elf drawf what ever there is also half breeds and diffrent types of each breed like moon elf and such. Than pick your class warrior thief wizard even bard. Now you write down all the bonuses each breed and class gives you than you roll dice to see if what to add to your stats. Like for a stregnth and such. Than come up with who you toon is. Is it a kind thief like robinhood or a bad one who trust no one not even his team mates. Are you a knight for your king and always do what is right. Or are you a sword for the highest bidder. Make up a back story who do you pray to are you married got kids? Who was your parents and so on. It helps to make chocies in the game. Now once you have all that you join a game simple one cause you are low to start. A GM game master is in charge of telling the story not all are you walking in a dungeon.
Some are a guy staying at this lodge died in the woods we are his friends help us by finding out what happen.
Make jokes with your toon get serious to. Pray to lady of luck when you roll lol. Level and gear up your toon. Buy it a house you design. Make it a legand. Just dont die or your toon is dead. And well alot of players don't believe in letting you play a toon once it is dead.
The game stories are in books you can buy or some make them up and some even get them from online.
I was DMing an epic cinematic "save the world" campain where the very fate of existence of reality hung in the balance. You know, Tuesday.
In a "rallying the forces" segment, the characters went to seek and make contact with an ancient legendary Dragon. To parlay, seek counsel and to hopefully muster him to join against the forces of darkness.
Well, they found him. While the "diplomats" of the group, the Paladin, one of the priests were conversing with the Dragon, the two trouble makers decide to raid the treasure horde. It was a Rouge Thief (of course) and a War God Priest.
Well, the Rouge had a portable hole and the geardo Ranger had a shovel... and the bastards got away with it.
In a session my friend was being tortured by a sword that healed you as it cut, thus causing the pain but not actually killing them. Well this ended up driving him to insanity and when he finally killed the torturer, he beheaded him and then continued on to the torturers house. Not only did he beat the torturers wife to death with the head, he also brain washed a 5 year old girl that he is now raising to be his daughter/partner in crime/slave, he also turned the 5 year old boy into a eunuch... fun times
Sounds like a few people here are into DnD, so maybe someone would be interested in a DnD podcast? It's called The Adventure Zone and the campaign they've been working on for three years just finished after 69 episodes. I can't recommend it enough, as the story arc is immersive and really complex. My friends and I got really invested in it haha.
I loved playin D&D in college. Every once in a while, someone would join our group and tell us about a previous group who played like the stories in this meme. It's just so stupid and juvenile. If that's how you and your friends wanted to,play, so be it, but shooting a dick down a throat with a crossbow? Losing your genitals due to kissing a saving throw? No wonder D&D players had the stigma we did. I didn't understand it then, but now I see why.
They added me into the game because they needed another theif to help defeat this really tough guy they been gearing up to go against. Well the other theif in the group was this cocky shit that kept stealing my shit. See I kept my gold in a secret girddle that you have to take my clothes off to get. So when he couldnt get to it he stole other shit. Like my spiked jacks. My giant spider that turns into a tiny statue till you say its name and my giant fly that was the same. But what pissed me off is he stole my toons doll of a elf that her adopted father made her to bring her +2 luck. It gave me the chance to use once every other roll a +2 to my roll. And the basterd took it. I demanded it back I told him give it all back or he be sorry he said no thats not how the game goes so I told my brothers if his friend didn't give it back they all be sorry. My brothers laughed and said nope.
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Can someone explain?
Make jokes with your toon get serious to. Pray to lady of luck when you roll lol. Level and gear up your toon. Buy it a house you design. Make it a legand. Just dont die or your toon is dead. And well alot of players don't believe in letting you play a toon once it is dead.
The game stories are in books you can buy or some make them up and some even get them from online.
In a "rallying the forces" segment, the characters went to seek and make contact with an ancient legendary Dragon. To parlay, seek counsel and to hopefully muster him to join against the forces of darkness.
Well, they found him. While the "diplomats" of the group, the Paladin, one of the priests were conversing with the Dragon, the two trouble makers decide to raid the treasure horde. It was a Rouge Thief (of course) and a War God Priest.
Well, the Rouge had a portable hole and the geardo Ranger had a shovel... and the bastards got away with it.
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