[Game Closed] Quest For My Left Sock

[Kalren]

YES! LOW STAT! At higher levels, this guy is definitly narrating his actions when he sneaks up on the archmage.

[JuryRIg]

A sorceror with no int.


"Heh, guys look. my hands are on fire." Burning hands on whoever looks. "Opps, am i not supposed to do that? Opps."

That just seems funny to me.

Or I could do a nice really evil type rogue. A mix between Theif from 8-bit theater and Belkan from OOTS.

[Eldonauran]

Hahahaha, gonna make my Half-orc druid named Loogur. One of my IRL friends ran a game where he threw 2 lvl 1 players (a dwarven cleric, half-orc druid) into a dugeon with an overall CR of 15. We all expected both to die but with a bunch of lucky breaks and stupid but well placed actions (i.e. summon nature's ally I, "wolves, run down corridor and check for traps! Eew, spiked wolf..." or "Wow, that door has teeth, hey Loogur, watch this" *grabs summoned squid and throws it into purple worm's open maw* "Sweet, we poisoned it!" , "Hmm, big rock hanging from ceiling... Very steep floor with very large hole in middle... Some thing not right here..." *20 minutes pass* "Oh, its a trap!") For whatever reason, the two ill fated characters actually lived, and ended up being lvl 8 by the end of the two hour adventure...

Anyway, yeah... 20 str, 14 Dex, 15 Con, 16 Wis, 6 Int, 6 Cha. Now thats a flawed character. Who'd of thunk (yes i know it should be thought...) he would turn out so well?

EDIT: 1st level Druid, 2nd Lvl monk, 3rd back to druid forever more.... Gonna be master of punching things, heheheh

EDIT 2: Oh yeah... One of the more funny traps in the dugeon was a rust monster hidden behind a door, a key hanging guarded by a iron golem that opened said door... Heh... Rust monsters do go after the largest source of metal... Getting the key was the only hard part... Took two or three summoned wolves to fetch it, heheheh

[pourmeanotherbeer]

Oh my god. OOTS. But with ME in it! GIMME GIMME GIMME! I love the idea of absolute metagaming (characters realizing that they're part of a game).


Requirement 1:
Man, arin, you're so awesomely awesome, so mother****ing kickass, so goddamn cool, if you entered a coolness competition, the judges would make you no. 1 on sight, purely because of your aura of extreme, intense coolness.
Requirement 2:
I fall to my knees in appreciation of your extreme awesomnity, and implore you with all my heart to let me play in this game. I will worship you for evermore, spread the Word of Arin to anyone who will listen, and best of all give you RpXP at least twice every month.
Requirement 3:
I promise to be nice (or at least only attack my party once a week).

Am I in?

[goldhammer]

If I join that makes it 24 I think, and did I tell you what an upstanding fin citizen you are? Because you are.

[pourmeanotherbeer]

Who, me? Why, thank you! 'blush'

[goldhammer]

I was refering to arin12, but that's not to say you're not a fine outstanding citizen. In fact we all are for picking arin12's game to join because he is truly an intelligent person, who would know weather or not 'intelligent' had one or two 'L'

[pourmeanotherbeer]

Yeah, I know. I love it when things fly over people because they're just too goddamn subtle :biggrin:

[Impothix Nu]

I drew you a picture! Lemme in!

[ticattack]

There is a young man from down under,
Who wants to take part in this plunder.
But whether to be,
An orc on kill-spree,
Or a half-elven wizard with thunder?

If you accept, I would like
To play a young human (named Mike?)
He would be a fighter,
Though most are brighter,
He fights with a trout and a pike.

And yes, you did read that right
He fights with an aquatic might.
And if you'll permit it,
And not omit it,
I'm sure it will be quite a sight.

Of course, it would need some house-rules,
I doubt Wizards cater for fools,
A blow from a fish,
Might deal a Dee-Six?
(It's late, you horrible ghouls)

To fill the requirements said,
"I vow not to not lop off the head
Of the first party member
Not to remember
That the fish keep on wetting the bed."

The second prerequisite stated
I hope these few lines will have sated.
"I hereby declare
That Arin is fair,
And not at all overrated.

To measure his greatness, it's told,
Take one-thousand men brave and bold.
Find the sum of their power,
Add a Magi Tower
And Arin's this, two-hundredfold."

My sense of humour is strange.
It's warped, twisted and deranged,
So I'm sure I'll fit in,
With my weapons of fin,
And better verses I'll arrange

I'm not sure what else to say,
Except that I hope and I pray,
To Tyr and to Mystra,
To Shar and her sister,
(That didn't rhyme? You don't say)

And if this rhyme makes you sick,
(Well firstly, I'd call you a d***),
But consider a bit,
The last time some git,
Applied with a strange limerick?

And so, in summary, mate
I want in, 'cause this game looks great.
And if this you deny,
I'll lay down, and I'll cry,
And for a few days be irrate.

Good lord I'm still speaking rhyme.
I've gone and done it this time.
I've got work tomorrow,
I'll be fired, to my sorrow,
At least I can post all the time.

This last verse will be quite hard.
I'm describing his father, a Bard.
He wore a long shirt of purple,
...
... Damnit...

[AbuDhabi]

Oh, yeah. I'm gonna be a... sorcerer with a mentality of a beheaded turkey. And two bastard swords.

arin12:
*Groveling* Please, kind sir, letheth me ineth toth the gameth, Ith promiseth to be goodeth!

[goldhammer]

I think at least 30 people have asked to join, so it could proberly be devided into 3 groups of 10 people which Arin12 could do because arin12 is a 100 feet tall and made of soild gold and is quite the dancer.

[Gearxero]

Can you guys kiss more butt? I would too, to get in on this game. I know i probably never will get in, all I ask is, Consider me. Your parody game is just the nice stress relief/break I need from regular gaming...that I haven't been getting.

I always had an Idea of a Fighter, with a Fish inhis sword scabbard. He slaps a near by person with it, closes the window, slaps man again, puts fish in mans hands, slaps himself with it, takes fish back, slaps self again, jumps through closed window. Huge Run-on sentence.

Or the Typical Drunken Dwarven Cleric, who casts the wrong spell sometimes. "heal? ok...Ooooh...Protection from Evil more important"

[Thefallenangel]

Wow later today we might have around 50 people.

Hmmm, can i be a Warrior with low CHA, so he can be a stuck up snob?

[Istanbul]

I was that once, he was an archer, and he fired an arrow at a mans foot because the man wasn't listening to the fighter intoduce himself.