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This is a "one of my friends" story.
The DM in their group was very complex, he took weeks to craft and perfect his finely tuned campaigns, and to try and anticipate everyone's possible moves to force them through the narrative he had constructed. This made for really good games, but he wasn't able to DM on quick notice. The group wanted to play a game, he said he'd take a few hours to get the story down, and they all complained about it. So, he got angry, and said "Fine, make your sheets and we'll go." Game started.. DM: "You're on a boat. That's all you get." Player: "Um.. I get off the boat?" DM: "Did you put any points in swim?" Player: "..." DM: "You drown. You're dead. Maybe spot check next time. Do you want to continue, or do you want me to make an actual campaign?"\ Needless to say, the real game started a few hours later. |
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I have a good one here.
While running 2e Temple of Elemental evil, I was playing an elf rogue...cause rogues are spiffy. One of the items allowed were guns, I myself purchased at character creation a wheel-lock pistol, 10 balls of lead, and a large powder horn with an equal number of charges. These were in addition to the charge and ball in the gun itself. About midway through the adventure, the party, about 6 of us, came upon some zombies. My character, having a phobia of the undead, ran off into the darkness after failing his will save. The fight went on with me being relegated to watching as my fate was unknown until later when the party went off after me. Instead of finding me in particular, they found a trio of green slimes. Already wounded from battling the zombies, they decided to take the "safe" option of using an incendiary weapon against the slimes. Their first warning was a pop as the small charge from the pistol exploded...then the remainder in the horn went off, showering the wounded party in "Dungeon Napalm" which resulted in the deaths of 3 other party members, who were already upset as the DM described the adventure as "Long, hard, and very unsatisfying." and had been proven correct on this assumption. |
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My most memorable death wasn't my own but rather, something I caused.
I was playing a dasterous imp who has a form in the shape of a woman. And well, I was stealing souls from time to time but mostly, just hanging out with the group trying to survive. So anyway, one of the first plots we had was getting through some big lizardmen territory. They had a temple and a village of about 50 lizard warriors in the area and practised human sacrafices. So we ended up moving through their land, doing hit and run encounters and running away alot. Eventually it came down to one big battle at their temple, in which we broke their altar and stole their sacrafice after shooting down a lot of lizardmen and almost cornering ourselves to death. We managed an escape, barely and lived. And I suddenly had this little girl clinging to me. So I adopted her and slowly taught her things. Time moved on, the party slowly leveled a little and I even got to teach the little girl a class level or two (Mostly so she enough Hitpoints to be hit occasionally and not die instantly. And thus make her the perfect trap and target for the GM to abuse us with!) And one day a paladin joined us. And decided that the little girl should be rescued. So he comes up with a plan to show her how I was evil by getting her to drink a potion of detect evil, so she would be blinded by my horrible evilness and run away screaming to the saviour paladin. Of course, he decides to do it at night, after I'm asleep. And he has to do it stealthily. So hes wearing boxers and a shirt, no armor. Because hes sensible and his pants were currently ruined after a run in with a dire wolf and a humorous GM. So here we have a half naked Paladin, sneaking into the girls tent at night, holding a potion, and going over to rouse the little girl. I, being an Imp, don't sleep, so I watch him carefully and wait. As he sneaks up to the girl to rouse her, she passed a listen check (She has a whole rogue level! Woo!) and stirs. Instead of screaming and panicing though, she passed a will save, doesn't scream, does panic however and goes for a flaming knife and stabs the paladin. I happen to be behind the paladin, watching in amusement and technically flanking. So I scream and trip the paladin up, as I wasn't armed and didn't really want to murder the paladin. However, he started to scream how he'd kill me for stabbing him and well... I start screaming rape. By the time the party bursts in, the Paladin has been sneak attacked and tripped a few times, AoO'd a fair bit and the little girl earnt a level murdering her would be rescuer with a perfectly timed critical hit. I was so very proud, that I palmed the potion bottle and swapped it for a bottle of lizardmen poison I had acquired some time before, saying he was holding this when I woke up... Which my charming daughter confirmed. ![]() Our paladin never got a chance to be resurrected, amazingly enough. And the little girl became my rogue cohort after that. Then again, I play the best kind of evil. Nicely evil. ![]() But yes, seeing a Paladin die to a little girl, half naked, in her tent late at night, screaming rape setting him up as an evil agent of evil, was amusing. And entirely unexpected. The GM honestly didn't expect him to ever die. On the plus side the party agreed to loot his corpse and sell it later to buy my little girl some magical armor. You know, just in case it ever happens again! ^_^ |
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Saz, you just won this thread.
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Wow. That's even better than the time my mother, playing a greedy halfling Rogue, told an elder brown dragon that his services were no longer required and she would be taking her hoard from him.
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I've had quite a few characters die on me, but none so embarrassingly as when I played my first game of Star Wars. I was playing a Mandalorian smuggler. I had Mandalorian battle armor and even my own ship. 5 dice in astrogation and starfighter piloting. I thought this guy was going to be so badass.
So, our party is sent on its first mission to go liberate some stolen supplies from pirates. We get there, the place is surrounded by gates and guard towers, I sneak in without making a sound along with the rest of the party. Then the group splits off with the Wookie and the "Jedi" going to the cargo ship and the Kel Dor scoundrel and myself trying to find the pirate leader. As we're sneaking along, what appears to be the cook walks out of a tent and spots me (I failed my sneak check, rolling a 1 on the wild die), so I run up and tackle him, beating him unconscious with his cooking pot. We were almost at the pirate captain's quarters, when suddenly we heard gunfire and explosions coming from the cargo ship. The Wookie and the Jedi had apparently been spotted trying to steal the cargo back and were being fired upon. So the Kel Dor and I ran over to try to help, but by the time we got there the wookie had already ripped them all to shreds, initiating his fall to the dark side. So with the pirates gone, the ship and the cargo in our hands, we decided to just fly the cargo out of their, with the pirates own ship! "Brilliant idea," I said to my compatriots, "You guys do that, and I'll just take my ship back to the rebel base! See you there!" The last words that Mandalorian would ever speak. I hop in my ship, and begin plotting a course back to the rebel base, a route I had traveled many times before. This would be easy cheesy. I roll up my atrogation skill. The 5d6 scatter onto the table. Ship takes off, hyperdrive initiates, the Mandalorian's fate is sealed. 1 on the wild die, with a 14 total. The ship blasts off into space, and is abruptly stopped by an asteroid field. The only thing is, I wasn't as good as Han Solo at flying. I plowed right into an asteroid. My DM took pity on me and allowed my character to make a last ditch effort to seal the cockpit and avoid being sucked out into the void of space. I had 1 force point to spend and I spent it dammit. I doubled all die rolls for the round, giving me 6d6 to roll for my Mechanical skill check. I let the dice fly...and get another critical failure on the wild die. My character presses the wrong buttons in haste and actually self-destructs the ship, sending him flying in pieces across the galaxy. I treated his character sheet in turn, sending it flying in pieces right into the garbage can. |
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All I have to say is " Killed by a giant fire breathing chicken.. "
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All of these are really great
![]() I had a beginning adventure campaign when we were all fresh level ones. One of my party got eaten by a worg and i failed a jump check and fell to my death... kinda sucked. |
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My elven rogue/sorcerer and his party were all in a very same tomb surrounded by sarcophagi when mummies started to emerge form them, after failing to kill any of them I thought using the wand of Fireballs that my elf had would be a good time to use it as a last resort. I mean my elf had evasion and every one else had a way to get out of the room, so all would be ok. After my companions got out of the room I used the wand... and rolled a 1 for the Use Magic Device skill. The wand snapped and all the fireballs exploded out of it. There was five left in the wand, I made the first four saves fairly well and rolled another one on the last saving throw. Later on in that same dungeon my old party died by triggering almost every single trap.
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I played D20 once, our group was filled mostly with Dexterity-based classes. We had a Wizard/Rogue, a Ninja, a Rogue and a Dexterity Ranger. Oh, and me, another Rogue. In the grand plan of the DM, we'd been led to a city roof-top chase, running after a messenger for the BBEG and leaving our only non-Dexterity players, a Fighter and a Cleric, behind - not that they minded. Now, we were thinking "Hey, we've got this in the bag - five of us against him, we'll catch up easily. We got the jump and balance checks to back it up!"
It started to get pear-shaped as someone failed their jump check and fell to their doom in an alley-way - near-doom, at least, as he was (luckily) found by our cleric and fighter. I, on the other hand, wasn't so lucky - despite all my points in the needed skills, I managed to roll a 1 and thus fall through the roof of a building, landing nicely in some random house as the others chased the messenger. I tried to escape, made another poor roll, and woke up the rest of the house. It wasn't a very friendly city, to say the least. |
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1 man who had never pkayed vs an army of druids
The player was me i was kicked from the campaign but now im learning
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Ah, that makes a bit more sense.
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