Last night was our first session in The Tomb of Horror Pee-Wees Playhouse of Murder.
We are playing a 4e campaign, but by Krom it felt old-school! We were searching for trapdoors, engaged in paranoid ducking and weaving, and seriously considered carving warnings and directions on the wall for our next characters.
The highlight of the game came during the search of a corridor with a broom closet.
Player1 (Brian): I check out the closet.
Player2 (Me): Erica follows him "Celcia, you stand guard"
GM (Kim): Erika and Orien in a closet, kay-eye-ess-ess...
GM sees me nodding and trails off
GM: Wha-aat?
P2: "Orien, seeing as you are human (mostly) and I am human and you were recently naked and you are male and I am not ... and we are likely to die in here."
P1: "I'm not going to die in here, I'll eat your body if I have to."
P2: "Mmhmm... yes. So I was wondering, would you like to store your staff in my bag of holding? I wanna buff your stats, baby."
P1: "No! You used to be a man! Supposing you change back! Then I'd be gay!"
P2: "Hmm... perhaps this will change your mind" I cast 'Instant Friends' - I'm putting the Sensual back in Noncon-sensual!*
GM: Pfft! OK, go for it.
P1: I save "Stop trying to do that!"
P2: "Perhaps my boobs will convince you!" I cast 'Hypnosis'
P1: Gah! I'm hypnotized!
P2: Great - Orien makes a grapple check against Erika.
P1: Wait! I have that 1 stored in my magic dice. Ha! I fumble against your boobs!
GM: Ha!
P1: No, I mean I fumble the roll. I want to draw a fumble card - I bleed! Brilliant! "My eyes!"
P1 + P2 high-five across the table laughing.
P2: I leave the closet. "Celcia - Orien is acting odd! He came on to me!" I rolls a bluff of 14.
P3: I erm - I believe you, my insight is rubbish.
P1: "I'm gonna get you all. I can't beleive I'm doing this dungeon naked!"
P2: "WAIT! You took off your clothes again?"
... so it is turning into that sort of dungeon. Almost insta-kill foes and traps, interspersed with off-colour jokes and bickering and people having their clothes teleport to wherever the heck 'location eleven' is.
We did manage to completely ace one encounter just by standing outside the room and blitzing it with magic until the traps were all gone, then luring monsters out with an illusion and laying the smack-down on them quicker than they could usefully react. I love being in an all-caster party - we may hurt when monsters get grabby, but a wizard and two sorcerers can lock down foes and blast them to bits before anyone can blink. I'll be happy when we get our defenders and heal/buff characters back though.
Oh - and we re-arranged hundreds of skulls into a smiley-face, as a two-finger salute to the undead guy who built the dungeon.
Because that's how we roll.
* I should point out that though our group makes jokes about aggravated assault, unicorn rape, and casual desecration of the dead we've all had the Veils and Lines chat, are all cool with it, and have an open environment where we all know to stop if someone 'taps out' or we hit a 'land-mine'. For more on lines and veils and how to not be an insensitive idiot at the table and take a game above PG13:
http://greatwolf.blogpeoria.com/2008/04/23/pre-game-lines-and-veils-discussions/http://www.indie-rpgs.com/archive/index.php?topic=12904.msg138054#msg138054http://www.nerdnyc.com/phpBB3/viewtopic.php?f=1&t=20520