D&D/Pathfinder Thread

[Surtur]

(lol) Not necessarily. We ran a Star Wars RPG for a while where we had 'droid that was made from a refurbished cappuccino machine, a Rasta Wookie COVERED in dreadlocks, A dark Sith dominatrix that fought with two lightsabers & a light.....attachment from her pelvic armor, and we all were after a rejected clone warrior-turned-bounty-hunter that ran around the galaxy in a duct-taped together ship- "Bubba Fett".

In a Star Wars game I ran not too long ago, I had a player decide that taking the shuttle craft was for squares, so he slapped on an envirosuit and launched himself out the airlock.

 

[exball]

I once played a Star Wars RPG many moons ago where the one of the players was obsessed with collecting Gungan ears. To this day I still have no idea why he chose to do that.

 

[Cotton Pudding]

(lol) Not necessarily. We ran a Star Wars RPG for a while where we had 'droid that was made from a refurbished cappuccino machine, a Rasta Wookie COVERED in dreadlocks, A dark Sith dominatrix that fought with two lightsabers & a light.....attachment from her pelvic armor, and we all were after a rejected clone warrior-turned-bounty-hunter that ran around the galaxy in a duct-taped together ship- "Bubba Fett".

Sounds like an interesting group.

 

[Cotton Pudding]

I once played a Star Wars RPG many moons ago where the one of the players was obsessed with collecting Gungan ears. To this day I still have no idea why he chose to do that.

I feel like their tongues would've been far more appropriate.

 

[The Knife's Husbando]

My favorite memory in tota about gaming is the 2nd edition D&D campaign we ran on spring break in my senior year. We spent about $300 on liquor, weed, and munchies- holed up in my buddies basement while his parents were gone for the week- and then decided to game until we couldn't game anymore. I ended up passing out around the 84 hour-ish mark. The leader was our half-drow anti-paladin. She made it to 103 hours.

"I cast.....cast Fireball on 'em...Fireball'll getddum."
"Dude. You're playing a fighter. And a half-orc at that. The Drow priestess uses her Amulet of Rectal Defibulation on you. Roll save vs. death magic."
"Okay. (rolls a d4) gottas a three. That work?"
"Nope."
"Okays. Castin' tellyport."
'Dude. You. Are. A. Fighter"
"I...I...castsmanban...(Passes out, headdesks into pizza)"
"OH. SHIT. ROLE SAVE FOR DEATH MAGIC EYE ARE ELL!"

 

[Partyboy]

I once played a Star Wars RPG many moons ago where the one of the players was obsessed with collecting Gungan ears. To this day I still have no idea why he chose to do that.

A friend of mine used to play D&D with a group who had a guy who rolled a gnome, who's thing was having a fetish for humping statues in town and causing the townspeople to rage. In the end, they got so sick of him humnping EVERY STATUE IN EVERY TOWN they visited, that they used his character as a battering ram before a fight, and the guy played it off and never did it again.


Last time I played D&D, was 3.5 with the majority of it's books. I rolled a ranger/snoipah/scoot(our DM was cool with homebrew as long as they weren't OP)ADDENDUM: He killed my initial idea of being the dovahkin. Not counting my friends who were a warforged enchanter, a dwarf wrestler, and a gnome illusionist and I was basically the partys' mobile ranged Elf DPS(KITING,KITING EVERYWHERE). I even had a chocobo as a mount, which for some reason my friends thought that it would be really funny that without me being there to agree to it, my chocobo somehow turned into a pink dire bat named: Sparkles Twilight.

Only in D&D

 

[drtoboggan]

I finally saw the episode of Freaks & Geeks where James Franco plays D&D. It kinda bugged me that they had AD&D 1e rulebooks despite very obviously playing basic. That said, Carlos isn't a bad name for a dwarf.

 

[WaveBreak]

love this game