Some Amusing Quotes... (Mostly D&D Related)
"You can't prove I'm wrong, so I'm right." Is not sufficent evidence to claim blowing up a tree gives you five levels
"You are not only wrong in your call, but possibly are the worst DM ever, akin to some sort of biblical plague. I'm surprised that your players don't start bleeding from their eyes or spontaneously combusting from being in the same room with you, let alone survive subjecting themselves to what you've termed a game."
Well one session a long time ago, we snuck into a heavily guarded fortress and it failed in a bitter end. We were listening in on a conversation between three people (there was four of us), and I, going by instinct alone, burst through the doors.
I pulled out my sword and shouted "Mind if I cut in!!" (cheesey I know)
It was after the fact that I noticed around 30 more soldiers sitting down eating some food.
I died, while my party ran.
(Overactive pally)
DM: You enter the temple of elemental EVIL *dramatic book slam*
Pally: I DETECT EVIL!
My one friend played a half-orc barb and the other a halfling rogue (stereotypical i know)
Barb: Krug so hungry...
Rogue OOC: Im going to get a mountain dew
*comes back with mountain dew*
Barb OOC: Give me the mountain dew!
Rogue OOC: Hell no go get your own!
Barb: MAYBE KRUG EAT HALFLING
Sorceror OOC: Holy crap what IS Lidda doing with her other hand on page 145?
DM: WOAH Illegal
Fighter: Well technically she only LOOKS like a child shes an adult
DM: Do I smell franchise in the pr0n department?
Entire group: AARGH SHUT UP
Sorceror: Dude on page 178 who wastes a 9th level spell to kill one beholder? And its eye is open dosent that dispel the crushing hand?
Wizard: Better question is what kind of arcane caster chooses Bigby's crushing hand as one of their 9th level spells?
Sorceror&Wizard: *guwaff guwaff*
Rest of the group: O_o
Sorceror: Its a caster thing
"My Meteor Swarm was so powerful it erased his character sheet."
"You are not only wrong in your call, but possibly are the worst DM ever, akin to some sort of biblical plague. I'm surprised that your players don't start bleeding from their eyes or spontaneously combusting from being in the same room with you, let alone survive subjecting themselves to what you've termed a game."
Well one session a long time ago, we snuck into a heavily guarded fortress and it failed in a bitter end. We were listening in on a conversation between three people (there was four of us), and I, going by instinct alone, burst through the doors.
I pulled out my sword and shouted "Mind if I cut in!!" (cheesey I know)
It was after the fact that I noticed around 30 more soldiers sitting down eating some food.
I died, while my party ran.
(Overactive pally)
DM: You enter the temple of elemental EVIL *dramatic book slam*
Pally: I DETECT EVIL!
My one friend played a half-orc barb and the other a halfling rogue (stereotypical i know)
Barb: Krug so hungry...
Rogue OOC: Im going to get a mountain dew
*comes back with mountain dew*
Barb OOC: Give me the mountain dew!
Rogue OOC: Hell no go get your own!
Barb: MAYBE KRUG EAT HALFLING
Sorceror OOC: Holy crap what IS Lidda doing with her other hand on page 145?
DM: WOAH Illegal
Fighter: Well technically she only LOOKS like a child shes an adult
DM: Do I smell franchise in the pr0n department?
Entire group: AARGH SHUT UP
Sorceror: Dude on page 178 who wastes a 9th level spell to kill one beholder? And its eye is open dosent that dispel the crushing hand?
Wizard: Better question is what kind of arcane caster chooses Bigby's crushing hand as one of their 9th level spells?
Sorceror&Wizard: *guwaff guwaff*
Rest of the group: O_o
Sorceror: Its a caster thing
"My Meteor Swarm was so powerful it erased his character sheet."