Drunk-ass Dragonborn: *told to schmooze with the guards* So, what genders are the guards?

DM: They're warforged. *beat* They're robots.

Drunk-ass Dragonborn: *beat* Challenge accepted.

"Got a whale of a tale to tell you, la-"

"Get your anatomy right. Ships don't have tails."

Me: So... Michigan J. Slaad?

My goblin monk/rogue became a wereturtle.

I'M A GODDAMN NINJA TURTLE.

IS THIS AWESOME? Y/N

Things To Do:
- D&D at the lake house (done!)
- take pictures for Photography assignment (some done @ the lake house)
- groceries (get!)
- POKEMON HEART GOLD (get!)
- D&D with the gang (?), Pokeymanz with the gang
- hang out with NICOLE I'M IN HOUSTON DO YOU WANNA HANG OUT AND PLAY POKEYMANZ SOMETIME?

Things To Eat:- Hartz Chicken Buffet (done ( Read more... )

My "doo-dad" druid just discreetly sicced a bunch of Happyologists missionaries of Pelor on the kobold necromancer. I keep asking if this is going to give me an alignment penalty ( Read more... )

My character for Anne's gestalt campaign: A warforged monk/fighter whose typical strategy involves coating its fists in contact/injury poison, then hitting everything in sight with flurry of blows. Good luck making 871324+ Fortitude saves, y'all!

And being lawful, it's going to be traveling with the Lawful Evil caravan instead of the Chaotic Evil ( Read more... )

The head cold I had a couple of weeks ago came back with a vengeance.

Fortunately, I remembered some "cold and flu" medicine I'd bought at Wal-Mart in anticipation of catching H1N1!

Unfortunately, that shit tastes horrible. I'd almost rather be unable to breathe ( Read more... )

You know you're a Dungeons & Dragons junkie when you come back from a weekend of almost nonstop D&D by the lake, only to immediately start looking at splatbooks and rolling your character for the next game ( Read more... )

The A/VG campaign continues.

DM: Greg, your character's at -9. Anne... Spinout, your turn. You... find Greg's character, who is bleeding to death. What do you do?
Spinout (a Decepticon): Oh, hey. He's leaking. *natural 20 on Heal check* Maybe I should weld that shut.
DM: ... you cauterize the wound. Greg, you're no longer bleeding to death.