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Religious indoctrination can be extremely detrimental to psychological development... said from firsthand experience of a former cat-piss.
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Glazius posted:drat, small world. Hope it was an entertaining other side, at least. Yup.
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Kavak posted:Can you detail them? I understand if it's too personal, but this guy sounds...fascinating. Long story very short, he's the childhood friend of another friend of mine. They've known each other forever. Funny enough, the mutual friend is a loving saint. Chill as gently caress. What's hilarious about catpiss man is how he goes on & on to me (our main GM) about how much worse everyone who isn't him or me is at running a game. I've got about 2 years of mixed games under my belt between two groups, including two interweaved Shadowrun campaigns. He ran two "Horror themed" Shadowrun sessions and gave up. Which reminds me of the tale surrounding it. Buckle up. It was the end of a campaign of Shadowrun. Most of the crew separated after a gang war in Hong Kong went bad, ending in riots, cyberzombies, & an exploded airport. It was like a Michael Bay flick. Everyone had a great time, & I gave a player a set of my personal dice, slightly charred, as a gift since his PC died dramatically & "burned" his last Edge points. We all agreed I was due for a break from GMing after such a good campaign. Then, Catpiss says it. "I want to run a Shadowrun." Our group almost audibly rolls it in their heads, knowing how bad an idea this is. They turn to me, the apparent leader. I said "why not" & grabbed one of their fav NPCs from the campaign, a Veteran 'Runner they kept running into & fought side by side with in HK. Catpiss then reveals "it's gonna be Horror." Catpiss loves Horror almost as much as he does Metal. He doesn't shut up about either. He sets to work for months coming up with the story. The short version is as follows: The team is hired by a mysterious man working for some Corporation (I liked to picture it was Ork Giancarlo Esposito) to look into why a space station went quiet. Problem was, we all knew what did it, because he never shut up about it. It was some giant steel killing machine called "The Centennial" that was "literally invincible". We were told we'd spend most screentime running & hiding from it "like Penumbra or Amnesia". I personally would've gone with Scooby-Doo. Shockingly enough, the first session is not awful. It's a bit silly, with our meet going on through what Catpiss dubbed "The Holocron" a piece of Magic/Technology... Stuff with a display on the top. This very unique device was guarded by two bodyguards, a ballsy Ork, & a large muscular bald man in white pants & a t-shirt named (no bullshit) "Mr. Clean". There was a theft attempt, a minigun got hacked, a helicopter chase, followed by a team of 4 runners shooting down a hail of missiles while blasting the Metal Gear Revengeance soundtrack. It was, God help me, dumb fun. Then we picked up the pieces & got on the transport to our shuttle to get to the station. Our shuttle was almost dead-on the weird crustacean-looking Combine dropship from Half-Life 2. We all went into cryostasis for the flight, save for a Dwarf who had to stay up to watch vitals. Session 2 begins with us all having terrible nightmares. First one up was my brother's character, a dishonored Priest of some sort who uses magic. His nightmare was about his home Church burning down years ago. Apparently, Satan was there beckoning to the Priest to follow him - here, we detour. You see, though Catpiss is a DEVOUT Christian, he had (thank god this is mostly in the past) an obsession with Satanic poo poo. I forget what his defense was, but it was something flimsy as hell. Most any story or character he wrote (in & out of tabletop) made a detour into Satanland, AS WELL AS CHRISTIANITY. His main character in Shadowrun for a while (the previously mentioned Grinder) was a lunatic, vicious killer who would shred the meat from your skull in front if your kids & wear it on his kilt if he thought there was a buck to be made. His consciousness was attached to a sparse few meat bodyparts slammed in a steel killhouse of a body, & lashed in with Satanic magics. This character is Protestant Christian. At any rate - the Priest's dream. Satan yadda yadda yadda. No tension whatsoever. Table rolls it's eyes, though my brother works hard as he can with the material, playing it as a crisis of faith, with secrets whispered in subtext of the scene about the fire. Everyone else's dreams are forgettable, mostly shock-value ordeals. Mine was, later explained to me by another player, an important circular room from Event Horizon where all the violence of my career yelled at me. After we awoke & docked, it rapidly went downhill. Though we were very clearly told we couldn't harm it, we all were instructed to get gear from the armory. We then wandered halls for 2 hours before being chased by the Centennial & jumped down two floors. It wasnt a coherent scene, despite taking place in a straight hallway. As our session wrapped, we arrived in the loading bay, where the Priest & I found a shipping crate filled with bodyparts, & a man, driven to the ragged edge of insanity, was clutching his wife's severed head. The Priest mercy killed him when we realized the man was mortally wounded. The session fades to black as we set up camp to plan. Two days later Catpiss reveals Horrorrun is cancelled. He wouldn't say why.
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I went to a new gaming club last night to join in a D&D game. The players are pretty chill, but one of them has the most magnificent * neckbeard. In profile you could draw a straight line down from the end of his chin to his chest. He's a young guy too, perhaps some sort of steampunk-hipster going by his waistcoat. Why do geeks do this to themselves? *And by magnificient I mean terrible.
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Angrymog posted:...perhaps some sort of steampunk-hipster going by his waistcoat. the answer's clear, my dear boy. He hates himself and wants to die. This is clearly the universal "Kill me on site" look.
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HebrewMagic posted:His main character in Shadowrun for a while (the previously mentioned Grinder) was a lunatic, vicious killer who would shred the meat from your skull in front if your kids & wear it on his kilt if he thought there was a buck to be made. His consciousness was attached to a sparse few meat bodyparts slammed in a steel killhouse of a body, & lashed in with Satanic magics. This character is Protestant Christian. This actually could be an interesting basis for a character concept in the hands of someone better able to handle it: a devout Christian (maybe even a priest to go full blown) whose body is destroyed and can only be saved by invoking Satanic rituals to turn him into a murder cyborg against his will. You could even play with the idea of him being in total control of his body (without the typical "Satanic evil pulling me to kill" stuff you'd expect), but having to deal with the stress and conflict of being saved by something he opposes and forced to live with a body built only for torture and killing. I think I'd only trust the "Satan wants me to slaughter innocents and wear their flesh" conflict for such a character as opposed to "I'm actually still the exact same person as before, but in a killer robot body" conflict for someone really good at roleplaying it, as someone like this guy would just take it as an excuse to rip and tear everyone in hilariously overdone spouts of gore and then angst about it later. Or swap the deity names around for a fantasy setting and make it a magical golem body or something.
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HebrewMagic posted:the answer's clear, my dear boy. Well, at least you are killing him there instead of somewhere else!
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Night10194 posted:In a setting where magic and enchantment are based on dreams and embodied ideas and memories, I had a player enchant his .357 revolver with the idea of the Video Game Magnum, turning it into an armor piercing one-handed sniper rifle. That is fantastic and I love it and now I want to run a game in that setting. I wonder if my players would be creative enough to really play with the concept of magic as realized ideas.
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Harrow posted:That is fantastic and I love it and now I want to run a game in that setting. I wonder if my players would be creative enough to really play with the concept of magic as realized ideas. It's the sequel to a fantasy game I ran about breaking an endless and pointless cycle of Ages between 'Light and Dark' by killing the divine bureaucrat left behind to empower the destined heroes and destroyers every thousand years. 1000 years after the first game, one of the Dark Lords who was only sealed away (they didn't have the resources to kill him at the time) has gotten out, as expected, and he and a new crop are trying to come again into the lands of men. In the meantime, without a regularly scheduled apocalypse every 1000 years, the Metal Age has been defined by the end of medieval stasis and the advancement of both magic and science to a near future world. The old land of berserkers and schaldmaidens has become a socially tolerant Scandinavian democracy, only to find itself besieged by a dark wizard who uses the dreams of transhumanism to try to build a world where no-one has the option to suffer via his army of death robots converting people into contented, happy cyborgs. The heroes take to the hills to raid cybernetic conversion camps and play Norwegian Fantasy Partisan X-COM. I admit this game was basically inspired by Bungie's Myth: The Fallen Lords and then putting my own spin on it. Night10194 fucked around with this message at 19:50 on Jun 9, 2015 |
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What system are you using? That sounds fun as hell.
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Used modified Warhammer Fantasy 2e for the Fantasy Zombie Apocalypse stuff in the first game, using modified Dark Heresy for the future stuff. It seemed to fit a group of people who start out not really knowing what the hell they're doing, since the first game followed a bunch of conscripts who ended up being essential to saving the world and this one is a bunch of civilians. Rewriting tons of the equipment and stuff to make it no longer Warhams based, modifying how magic works, that kind of thing.
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Speaking of bad GM practices, long ago my game group had just wrapped up a long campaign (~18 months) and a somewhat-new player said they wanted to try GMing, he had a campaign laid out, etc. Sure, why not?  So he states that it's going to take place in one of my scenario's worlds, but he wants to use a different worldmap  Apparently he found some fractal terrain generator and thought it was the coolest thing ever. Nobody agreed.So we start in an inn, getting to know each other, we're all young adventurers with zero experience or fame. In a puff of smoke, an NPC appears and says "I have a top secret mission for you: I need you to kill the king of Empire A"  The players very nearly mutiny right there, but we end up politely declining. So the NPC leaves, and a second puff of smoke appears and a second NPC says "I have a top secret mission--" And we cut him off, "To kill the king of Empire B, right?"  "How did you know??" asks the NPC.Fine, whatever. We decide, gently caress it, let's run with it, and accept. "Great! Here are some adamantium masterwork weapons for you, pick out what you want." Aaaaand that killed it.
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I'm sure that's not the case in your story, but, that COULD have made for an interesting plot. I mean, even with high end weapons, you're still a sorely undertrained and ultimately under equipped group of nobodies. You would more than likely botch the assassination, and then you'd have a campaign built around evading the authorities and trying to figure out who sent you on an obvious fool's errand and why.
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HebrewMagic posted:His consciousness was attached to a sparse few meat bodyparts slammed in a steel killhouse of a body, & lashed in with Satanic magics. Why was whoever owned him, body and soul, letting him run around with a bunch of random runners? Cyberzombes are expensive, and require expensive ongoing maintenance. 
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Husman's Extreme Wrestling is known for its rapid-fire storylines. Part of that is the federation striving for attention after losing a ton of money renting Arrowhead Stadium last season. But also because it's a potato chip company. So here's a reason everyone has turned from good guy to bad guy over the course of two episodes: DJ MONICA VERONICA/NOREEN ST. GEORGE[Started HEEL] -Turned Face when she revealed she was actually famed Ballerina, Noreen St. George and kicked Boz "The Giant Stoner" Tagart in the head. BOZ TAGGART: [Started FACE] -Turned Heel (Kind of?) after assaulting Ben Smith, who interrupted his match to get at DJ MoVe. -During a 2v1 Punishment match against Ben (for Ben being the worst talker in the company), he, at the urging of the company president, attacked Ben for real. Which wasn't heelish as much as Dickish. -Started heel the next week, calling out Noreen; Noreen STAYED FACE by declaring she didn't want to beat him again but would guest referee. She, eager to keep another feud alive (and escape feuding with Boz), called it right down the middle, with Boz winning. -Teased a face turn during commentary: quote:Commentator Tawni: Do you hate this Smith guy? Since he's, uh, evil now*. -Turned heel by attacking Noreen after the match. BEN "SAM" SMITH: [Started FACE] -Showed off his FACE credentials by attacking DJ Monica and her Club Kids; bravely faced a 2v1 handicap match to end the first show. -*Turned heel in a backstage segment where Prince Prawn fed him shrimp flavored potato chips. It's speculated that potato chip flavors change his personality. PRINCE PRAWN [Started HEEL] --Stayed heel, but stirs poo poo backstage in a kindhearted way. Told the boss he should rename the America's Classic Cup into the Colbi's Shrimp Cocktail Cup. "THE OUTLAW" JODI WALES [Started FACE] --Was face, but debuted heel last season. Works to keep others down backstage; but she missed a week, and in her absence everyone hit Peak Audience. "THE PREP" MAX MITCHIKA: [Started FACE] -Still Face, but pissed his VP Girlfriend got fired. Only turned face because there were too many heels last time. Does not recognize any of the new people.
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Zereth posted:He was playing a Cyberzombie? Nah, man, I know it sounds like he was a Cyberzombie, but it's totally different because Hail Satan. Joking aside, you're not far off. He was essentially playing a Cyberzombie, but it was different because he said so, which is ultimately par for the course with him. Dude's originality is that of a Sonic recolorist, scribbling a crayon over an existing image & saying it's a new thing. But not ALL his characters are just "Original the Hedgehog Do Not Steal". Some are just really questionable people! Which brings me to a hamfisted transition to another character he created. For one reason or another, my first Shadowrun group (the one Catpiss is in) are in the middle of a Criminal empire's rise to power, working angles & crushing opposition. Their campaign is slowly become Saint's Row 2, is what I'm saying. As they do their work, my second group of players, a few online pals that want in on the madness, are a couple up-&-coming runners taking whatever work they can find from whoever's got the cash. This has brought them into Team 1's Empire's airspace. So, Team one, designated "White Light, White Heat, White Trash" in my notes, was mostly "led" by a character named Mossier, a middle-aged ex-Private Detective Human. Grinder hated taking his orders, because he felt that HE was the de facto leader. Most planning involving Grinder was met with the sort of clenched teeth "gently caress yous" & "I'm doing this because I want tos" you'd expect. After a few early sessions, Grinder unceremoniously left the group to look for answers for personal backstory bullshit (IRL his player got scared that Grinder was going to die in a fight after he got tazed, and literally told me "IN MY CANON, NOTHING THESE PEOPLE COULD THROW AT GRINDER WOULD HURT HIM"), and was replaced by the far more entertaining Raiden-lookalike, living weapon, probable gay porn star Rein. After a few brushes with death for him & his wife, Mossier left the group looking to retire on a "Lunar base" to be "the galaxy's first Space detective" (I can appreciate this retirement reason, personally). As the characters all scattered after the previously mentioned Hong Kong finale, it looked like there were no returning characters to focus on, & the next season of game would be a new crew. Until Grinder's sheet re-appeared on my desk. "He's making a comeback." I saw this thing, & I sweat bullets. I knew the Mary Sue bullshit was a-comin'. But then I was granted a reprieve from God himself, almost literally. Catpiss got in an argument with his mom and called her a "oval office", which prompted her to call the cops. Catpiss and his mom have a fabled history of anger to one another, the likes of which is too deep & personal to post here. Suffice it to say they're both terrible people who feed into one another. The cops are called frequently for this kind of domestic disturbance bullshit. A personal favorite would be the time it happened while I was on mic with him playing Payday 2 & got to hear the cops tell his mom "Don't call us for this bullshit, you're having an argument, this isn't a bizarre thing". For whatever reason this time, though, the cops played along with dear mommy & Catpiss was told he had to either go to a Camp upstate, or... something else. The other option was never elaborated on, but was implied to just be jail, which seemed extreme. Catpiss goes to camp, & promptly falls out of my life for several months. I found an old character concept he wanted to use as a "second in command" for their criminal empire antics, a man named "Plague". Plague is an average looking human dude, save for a few not at all average things. One, he's skinny as gently caress. Malnourished almost. Two, he wears a gasmask at all times. A bit off, but what is Shadowrun if not a haven for questionable fashion. Three, he's a bit sociopathic. Who isn't these days? Four, his tattoos. Oh boy. In Plague's original sheet, Catpiss wanted him to be a white supremacist, which was a theme that ran through many characters he made that never made it to the table. Like I said, Catpiss has deep & bizarre character flaws. The greatest joke I've ever seen was Catpiss' odd fascination with White supremacist poo poo, & the fact not one, but BOTH his best friends are black. Plague's tattoos ran the gamut of "Racist", culminating in a giant fuckoff Swastika on his back. Plague was the culmination of everything I hated about Catpiss' characters: Edgy, One note, hyperviolent, offensive at face-value for shock value/lulz, dripping with references to Devil-worship, & the literal greatest criminal mind ever born, with memorized schematics for making bombs drugs & weapons on the fly. Plague was also a Technomancer, because why the poo poo not. Rather than burn the sheet & eat the ashes, something clicked in my head. I could use him. I began a heavy rewrite in Catpiss' stead. One, cut the Satan poo poo, it's old hat. Two, tone down his talents/skill/godhood. He knows what he's doing, & does it well, but he isn't Seattle's personal Cocaine Christ. Three, I roped in the Racism poo poo, & modernized it, while adding a twist: His tattoos were more Anti-Metahuman than Anti-nonwhite, & those were ill marks of a sordid past as a worse person. In his newly minted backstory, Plague changed his views over the years to "gently caress Elves/Trolls/Orks etc specifically" to the High School rhetoric favorite "I hate everyone equally", but for one reason or another, his tattoos were never removed (bullshitted as Plague usually being too busy doing heinous amounts of drugs & killing stupid amounts of gangers to make an appointment to laser off old tats). Last but not least, as a final story kink, he became infatuated with a player character named Evir, a young troll man, immediately declaring they were "besties". I sculpted Plague from "LOL Klansman" to a hybrid of Trevor Philips & the typical "Always Sunny in Philadelphia" plot. He was dropped into my second group's (dubbed in my notes as "¡Viva Discordia!") campaign as a contact for an up & coming criminal faction (essentially 50 Blessings from Hotline Miami, minus the political angle) needing some muscle. The players dug his antics as an emotionally spinning lunatic, yelling orders & wisecracking as he sent them to dangerous jobs, covering them with rocket launchers. Hell, there was even room for a drama scene or two when the Metahumans in the group got a good glimpse of hit tattoos & his past. I don't really know how to end this point beyond "I am the best loving editor/GM ever, where's my gold medal".
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Recently, in Chaotic Neutral Party Adventures! Me:  Extremely anime teammate:  Ok, I'll get the woodcarver to fit my crystal focus in the scrap wood I just bought from him, making it a mage staff. That's 10g. And the crystal might fall out when you hit something with it. Oh come on. How do mages make their magic staffs? With magic. Fine. 10g. While I'm waiting outside I'll perform minor magic tricks for the children nearby. They are entertained, but your unusual features, especially your blonde hair with blue highlights make you look weird, so they start taunting you. I cast Disguise Self and join the children. Do you want to throw a rock? I'll throw a snowball. I run away crying. "Haha, now I'm one of the popular crowd!" I'll follow her home, it's dangerous to split up. Roll for initiative.
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The other night in the VtM larp I play in, my Gangrel attempted to communicate with some sort of pissed off super wraith by assembling a soupcan phone with a generous amount of fishing line, and tossing one can through the basement door. It seemed like a good idea at the time, I don't have enough dots in Lore nor do I have any useful gear for the situation to do any sort of Intelligent plan, and I was waiting on the assamite who did, so I figured I would at least take a crack at the idea. On the bright side, it did indirectly lead to getting some useful information, so go Team Stupid Enough to Work.
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I just realized while driving home from work today that the last session of the Dungeon World campaign I ran recently was  as hell and I didn't quite realize it at the time.For context, this game was some kind of unholy combination of Spelljammer and Treasure Planet. Before this session, the players had been hunting down a powerful Clock Mage named Zaaya who had been erasing people from the timeline who had contributed to the destruction of her home planet (via accidental colony drop) during a war 200 years ago. Naturally, erasing people from the timeline was causing all sorts of paradoxes, and entirely bringing back a planet from oblivion would be a huge timeline-gently caress, so the party decided they had to stop her. Along the way, towards the end of the campaign, they ran into Zaaya's younger self, from before the destruction of her homeworld, who had accidentally jumped forward in time, and were given the option to either kill her (thus undoing everything her older evil self had done but causing other problems) or helping her return to her own time (thus performing an act of heroism and breaking a curse they were suffering, but still having to deal with evil Zaaya). Instead, they chose to go back in time with her and save her planet before it was destroyed in the first place. Here's where the last two sessions start. They involved:
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Samizdata posted:Well, at least you are killing him there instead of somewhere else! 
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Tried out Blades in the Dark. I was Benvolio De Marquis, senior at the War College. Basically the starting quarterback, if football was "killing people". He was Not to be Trifled With, which meant he ignored scale when dealing with enemy opposition. Our gang needed to rob precious, sanity-destroying songbooks from the Elegant Companion Teahouse. The plan was for Volio to dress as Big Prince-out-of-Town and win some duels to pull attention. He earned the crowd's ire easily, but ran into his bitter one-eyed ex-girlfriend. She sent two of her thugs at Volio...but with the helpful distractions of the team's Sneak, Ben broke a beer stein over one's head, blinding him. He then threw him at the other, who caught his companion blade first. Match over. He kissed his ex who slapped him and walked (unsteadily) away. "You have the most beautiful green eye!" He yelled at her back. Up in the expensive seats, Lord Myron, the songbooks' owner, was intrigued. The cutpurse and the confidence man were working an angle, posing as book dealer and an appraiser. They bet on Benvolio (using the last of the team's mission funds) and discussed how interesting the books were, how dangerous to the mind, and how easily forged. A drunken Benvolio accused the Con Man of ripping him off, offering to buy the books straight away, but Myron, not wanting to ruin the deal, sent Ben away with three courtesans. Meanwhile, the Whisper-shaman was disabling the security system. The system was dozens of rats, who gave vision to the house's Whisper. The rats would be distracted eating the corpse of the guy Benvolio killed, giving the shaman a front row seat to eating longpig. The conman and the cutpurse were taken to the library, under heavy escort. It was in a secret crematoria! The conner freaked out, telling the heavily armed, thoroughly insulted Teahouse Owner that the had no idea how to treat books. The owner responded by putting a dagger at his throat. The cutpurse tried to bait-and-switch the Folios, and almost had them... When the house whisper ran in. "THE RATS! THEY'RE EATING EACH OTHER!" --- Downstairs in an alcove, the Whisper was completing the ritual. He burnt his implements, driving the rats crazy... And set himself on fire. As he exited the alcove, he was drawn on by a guardswoman in a brown dress. Panicking, he slapped the woman with his flaming glove, sending her down. As she chased him, he rapped three times on a doorway. Benvolio came out, half dressed, and the Guardswoman broke off pursuit. "Told ya. Not to be trifled with." --- Everyone got to the front door. But as the gang made their escape, they realized that the statue in the lobby was a mystic totem. The fratboys, with only a few words of encouragement, bodily grabbed it over head and RAMMED it through the front door.* The nobles cheered. The GUARDS cheered. And the gang escaped as heroes. *The roll was 5, 6, 6, which is basically perfect. Golden Bee fucked around with this message at 08:12 on Jan 8, 2018 |
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Is Blades in the Dark available for purchase anywhere? A cursory googling didn't turn up any way I could get it, and it sounds pretty sweet.
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There are Quickstart rules in the Google group, but it's mostly for kickstarter backers as they finish the final version.
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Someone in this thread, I think, suggested the plot device of a merchant who uses a pocket dimension as his storefront, accessible by coupons/scrolls that (when broken) turn the next door you open into a door to that dimension. I heroically stole this idea and my party loved it, forming a close relationship with the merchant, etc. Anyway, the party is mid-campaign and fights their way to the top of a massive spire to fight the Big Bad within. The party heroically sets off a huge alchemical explosion to secure the kill, but now the spire is coming down! Most people make their 'run the gently caress away' rolls, but a rogue blows his checks and gets stuck behind debris.  Uh, uh, uh, wait! Are there any of those treasure chests we saw still around? Yep, one or two in the debris. This doesn't seem like the time to loot the place-- I'll pick one chest up and hurl it out the window! Okay? And then I jump out after it! Alllrighty, you're now falling to your death far above the ground. You have about a minute to ponder your fate, but at least you have a loot chest, I guess. AHA! I take my coupon, tear it up, and open the chest! Does that count as a door??  Sure, why not! The merchant looks very surprised to see you smash onto his floor-- Ah! I slowly crawl into the chest and land safely on my feet, then close the door behind me.About a minute later, he opened the door and exited safely on the ground. Evilreaver fucked around with this message at 05:21 on Jun 19, 2015 |
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Jun 19, 2015 05:18
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Did he at least buy something?
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Golden Bee posted:Did he at least buy something? Nope, and coupons are free-with-purchase so he has to bum a ride with someone else sometime in the future. They did chat a bit, at least!
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Evilreaver posted:Nope, and coupons are free-with-purchase so he has to bum a ride with someone else sometime in the future. They did chat a bit, at least! That little doohicky saved his life, the least he could've done is bought a soda or something.
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I've read some really good, and really bad stories in this thread. I can only hope my upcoming game is going to be a great one. Here's the premise: I plan on running a game for 5-6 friends, starting at Epic level where everyone is a Muscle Wizard. I'm fairly certain everyone here knows of the Muscle Wizard class that someone made, but if not, here's a link: http://www.dandwiki.com/wiki/Muscle_Wizard_%283.5e_Class%29 I'm super excited to see where they will take this game. Carebearz fucked around with this message at 11:21 on Jun 19, 2015 |
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All I can see is Cho Aniki: The RPG.
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Add in a summoning ability and you've got JoJo's Bizarre RPG.
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Kavak posted:That little doohicky saved his life, the least he could've done is bought a soda or something. Adventurers tend to purchase extremely expensive luxury items, and purchase exponentially more expensive items as they level, so it's really just good business sense/customer service on the merchant's end there.
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Kavak posted:Add in a summoning ability and you've got JoJo's Bizarre RPG. Funny enough, I do plan on making Pathfinder Archetypes of the Muscle Wizard, Regular Muscle Wizard will be Alex Louis Armstrong, I planned on making ones for JoJo, Dio(Deo?), Kenshiro, Master Roshi from Dragon Ball, He Man and some others perhaps. Anyone here have any suggestions?
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Harrow posted:I just realized while driving home from work today that the last session of the Dungeon World campaign I ran recently was I would read the poo poo out of this novel. This campaign soumd awesome. Please post more updates on future sessions. I would love to read what happens next. 
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Jun 19, 2015 16:27
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When people ITT started mentioning Muscle Wizards, I just assumed it was a particular STR-build for the normal 3.5 Wizard that I wasn't familiar with. Then I clicked that link to the Wiki.
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Railing Kill posted:When people ITT started mentioning Muscle Wizards, I just assumed it was a particular STR-build for the normal 3.5 Wizard that I wasn't familiar with. Then I clicked that link to the Wiki.
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Yawgmoth posted:I dunno, it might be better for him to find a site unseen. 
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Jun 19, 2015 19:20
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Carebearz posted:Funny enough, I do plan on making Pathfinder Archetypes of the Muscle Wizard, Regular Muscle Wizard will be Alex Louis Armstrong, I planned on making ones for JoJo, Dio(Deo?), Kenshiro, Master Roshi from Dragon Ball, He Man and some others perhaps. Anyone here have any suggestions? Possibly not the right sort of madness you're after, but Flex Mentallo from Grant Morrison's Doom Patrol is a great Muscle Wizard.
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I think if I were going to build a Muscle Wizard template, it'd be closer to a Variant Monk. Swap our a few Monk abilities in order to cast spells. Use the Bard's Spell-per-Day table, and Strength determines Spells per Day The Muscle Wizard only knows one Spell: I cast Fist! Each use allows the Muscle Wizard to replicate the effects of an appropriate leveled spell from the Sorcerer/Wizard spell list, as long as the player can justifiably make the spell Fist themed, or plead the case that a Muscle Wizard would know the spell. Magic Missile? I cast Fist! causes 4 spectral Fists fly towards the target. Fireball? Consult the comic. Protection from Arrows? I punch the Arrows. Magically.
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Somebody post The Wizard Part 6 comic, I can never find it when I need it. \/ e: I just found where it came from. "Enjoy before he slays you with an acid arrow made of actual arrow." \/ Splicer fucked around with this message at 02:35 on Jun 21, 2015 |
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You need to search for "The Arcanist's Conundrum"
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