I'd avoid this retard in the future. First he's a pussy who caved in, so he isn't even really running his own game, but even the fact he was insanely totally wrong to the point he almost had to admit he was wrong renders him a retard.
Maybe if he otherwise has a good track record I'd put up with him (I definitely agreed with almost enough rules lawyer arguments and reversed myself almost to run out of the fingers on one hand), but that shit was stupid. It was outright full retard.
He's not a retard, he's one of the best god damn DMs I have ever played under but he is a pussy who caved in, but he should have because I was right.
I wasn't just right I had had my Isitoq guided missile plan in my back pocket for ten years. Ten god damn years of me and my friends playing wizards who would push the autistic boundaries of pathfinder as far as the game would allow. This was known when the game started, this was known throughout multiple other people jumping in to deal with the wizards involved, this was known when the DM declared that this session would be our final game. It's not the final game by the way, even after my glorious supreme destruction of his final boss, the first thing this real nigga wants to do is run again because an old friend would like to come back and play again. That DM is a king.
He talked big shit though. Wizard game breached insane boundaries. We built giant robots based on undead running on treadmills. We destroyed multiple methods of time travel making them completely unusable by anyone else. We created an entire city of orcs and monsters because we were banned from polite society. We created and became gods and decided to avoid all responsibilities of that because it wasn't fun and just wanted to drink margs in our wizard hot tubs instead. In the end, to maintain our life of pure libertrine heaven we broke the laws of reality itself and the laws of reality manifested in a giant fuck you monster to strike us down. The god Hoog, propped up by the wizards the first time we pissed off the universe spawned an offspring that was going to destroy said universe. An ultimate punishment for the wizards' arrogance.
Arrogance.
What right does a wizard have if it is not his arrogance? What self respecting wizard does not dream of one day becoming a god, breaking reality then laughing in it's face as you get away with your magical exploits? Not a wizard that I would want to be. Some Dumbledore motherfucker that is fine with
dying and teaching the "youth" (potential fucking rivals to your own glory) how to cast spells? What a fucking faggot.
So no. Our DM, after I came up with some creative ways out of problems with magic (you can always solve your problems with magic) that weren't even my fault to begin with said, "You're going to battleworld to fight this fuck you monster. You don't get mythic. You don't get your divine powers. You're just a 20th level wizard." He then proceeds to talk shit in his discords and his other chats and things talking about how, "Those wizards don't have their god powers (that I didn't care about to begin with) I'm going to kill them blah blah blah."
Just 20th level wizards?
JUST a 20th level fucking wizard? No bitch. We've been playing this game for a decade. In that time I have come up with schemes and plans within the rules of pathfinder that break shit. Things that I never thought was right to do until he decided to say that without the bullshit divine and mythic garbage that I never needed in the first place that he could kill me. Kill me? No, fuck you, I'm doing everything dirty that I can in this "last" fight you have planned.
You know what happened? The first of my plans worked, and I blew up his monster. Isitoq guided missile, biggest barrier is create undead but if you're playing pathfinder you can pull this off as an 5th level necromancer WIZARD (not a faggot cleric who gets animate dead early and thinks they're the best at it because they're fucking not).
Isitoqs are flying eyeball monsters and can speak, thus read common. Explosive runes explode in a 10 foot radius damaging everything, except if you're close enough to read them there's no save. So, simply have the little bastards fly where you want them, command them to read the rune and blamo. They explode. By the way, I knew this argument was going to happen and only used 10 of them. The text says 1 hd but in the stat block they're 2 and my control undead limit is 20 hd, so I only used 10,. reading Maximized Empowered Piercing explosive runes that killed them after. Thats 360+60d6/2 damage and I held back anything questionable. I did that because I knew a debate was going to happen and I already had my fucking ducks in a row, you know why?
Because I'm a god damned wizard.
Turns out he was just prepped to fight a 20th level party with a little extra. He's a good DM, a great one actually, he just happened to piss me off. The fuck of it is that the Isitoq homing bombs were stage one of my package. There's worse shit I had in my back pocket, things I didn't even need to do. Not just a couple things, but a lot of things. Dark arcane knowledge that I and I alone possess and refuse to share because I am a god damn wizard and that's what we do.
In short, unlike dickless Lucas Roberts...
I won.