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9 years ago ::
Sep 15, 2004 - 9:13AM
#31
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Date Joined:
May 23, 2001
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This was when there was a new character in the group, the person playing the monk was tired of being a monk (He had played that character for 3 years or so), and made a new character: A planar elf cleric of Raziel/Fist of Raziel, named Quyinn.
The fighter, a dwarf called Duke Raiyn, hates elves, I'd like to mention.
Amethyst: "So, where do you come from?"
Quyinn: "I come from a higher realm of existan-"
Raiyn (Interrupting): "Is it Hell? Do you come from Hell? Hell? Hell? It was Hell, wasn't it?"
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9 years ago ::
Sep 15, 2004 - 10:06AM
#32
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Date Joined:
Jan 31, 2003
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Hmm. There are several memorable liners from my history of gaming. Let me see...
- my elven necromancer (using Dragonlance SAGA rules) uttered the most famous dying one-liner while trying desperately (for the first time in his life) to do a good thing and carry a wounded companion over a river of lava on a very weak bridge - and, of course, he failed his Agility test. His last words were: "Oh sh*t!"
- During my time as a DM in an Epic game, I created an artifact called "The Crown of the Serpent People" and it was in the possession of a melancholic greater mummy cleric. When my PCs stumbled into his tomb and tried to escape (the mummy had also tried to escape - for THREE MILLENIA!), he just muttered "escape is futile, escape is futile, escape is futile..." They did escape, though, and took the Crown with them. The mummy was quite pleased to get away from that temple.
- This was my SW character's - Grand Admiral Aeros Haakin of the Empire - favoured liner. Whenever he encountered someone who had betrayed the Empire and he had the means to execute the hapless fellow, he uttered "the punishment for the treason against the Empire is death". What made this even more hilarious was that when he tried to commit suicide my swallowing cyanide after becoming convinced that he was, in fact, an enemy of the Empire too, he uttered those exact same words. And then that blasted haughty Jedi b***h came and stopped him.
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9 years ago ::
Sep 15, 2004 - 11:40AM
#33
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Date Joined:
Sep 15, 2004
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During some quest or other involving a large Vampiric Dragon called Shae Mora, or something very much like that. We were at the top tower in a round room.
DM : There is a massive stake like object in the centre of the room, coming through the ceiling and through a hole in the floor. Where it pierces the floor there is a gap around the circumferance, you can see slightly down to the floor below. There is a mechanism with the amulet you've been searching for in the centre.
Vex : I'll go over and inspect the amulet.
DM : It is fixed into the mechanism. Though it does appear to be part of a wheel.
Vex : Turn it.
DM : The large chonical pillar sinks into the floor, sealing the gap so you can no longer glimpse anything below.
Vex : Hmm......that won't do. That won't do at all. I can't even see the floor below now.
(the rest of the party is going through the gear of a couple of dead Vampire adventurers, ignoring the rather curious Ranger)
Vex : Turn it the other way
DM : What?
Vex : The wheel. Turn it the other way. I want to get a better view of where we came from.
DM : (In a loud voice) You want to turn the wheel.......so that the large stake-like thing moves up and perhaps out of whatever is below?
(Party still comparing swag)
Vex : Yep. As far it goes.
DM : As far as it goes it is then.
At this point a couple of really angry people (a 4-armed snake bird and a Vampire) turn up, one trying to kill Vex because he has just realesed a Vampiric Dragon and the other because Vex is starting to put 2 and 2 together and is looking to turn the wheel back the other way. The rest of the party aren't too sympathetic and decide that it would be best to leave Vex to get himself out of this mess.
The party didn't fair so well after that. The Dragon escaped, Vex got horribly killed and the other memebers of the party reverse gravitied themselves up through the now large hole in the ceiling. The suriving members were not to well liked after that.
(sorry that i posted this to the wrong board the first time)
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9 years ago ::
Sep 15, 2004 - 3:06PM
#34
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Date Joined:
May 26, 2003
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We're playing Torg. The PC's are on retainer at an army base as civilian experts. A few of the enlisted boys don't think very much of us, and start a bit of a scuffle while we're relaxing at the PX. A brawl ensues, and at one point our Edeinos blasts one of the soldiers with his Lava Burst miracle, burning him pretty badly but not injuring him too seriously. An officer busts in on the scene a moment later and breaks up the fight... Officer: Now, what the hell is going on here? Another PC: Oh, uh, we were just, um, training, sir. Officer (points at burned soldier): Oh, really? And what the  kind of training is this? Me: Fire safety.
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9 years ago ::
Sep 16, 2004 - 6:20AM
#35
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*Rogue playing stupid* NPC - Are you sure you want to come? We're going boar hunting. Rogue - Of course I want to come. I've seen boars before, they are big pigs. NPC - VERY big pigs, with nasty sharp pointy teeth. Rogue - I have to wonder... If there are really big pigs... What about big chickens? NPC - ...  ...I don't know. Rogue - What about big sheep? NPC -  I think those would be cattle. Rogue - Well what would big cattle be then? NPC - Rogue - :D NPC - I have to go check out my horse.
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9 years ago ::
Sep 21, 2004 - 2:09PM
#36
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*After escaping with most of the party having been bitten by ghouls and the druid failing her fort save*
DM -- OK, you make camp. Everyone settles in for the night and you see something moving through the woods...
(starts rifling through his papers)
Oh dear. That's not right.
PC1 -- What?
DM -- Well, this monster is in with the wrong group. I pulled out a Kracken.
(Group dissolves into laughter as we debate how a Kracken came to be in the forest.)
PC2 -- He came from a puddle.
PC1 -- You wouldn't really have to roll spot or listen to miss the kracken.
PC3 -- (playing the druid) Hey, can I bite it?
DM -- (confused) Why would you want to bite it?
PC3 -- Then I could have an undead kracken. :D
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9 years ago ::
Sep 21, 2004 - 2:52PM
#37
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Date Joined:
Apr 12, 2003
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After eaves dropping on the bad guys and learning of their evil plans it seems the heroes will have to bust in and fight against the odds to save the day. The conversation held before kicking in the door.
PC 1: You know this is a bad idea right?
PC 2: Yep.
PC 1: We're still going to do it though?
PC 2: You have a better idea?
PC 1: Other than not going through with your idea? No.
PC 2: Right... so you ready?
PC 1: *sigh* If we die, I'm going to kill you.
PC 2: I know ya will buddy, lets go.
Aesop had it right 2,500 years ago, "By endeavoring to please everyone, he had pleased no one, and lost his ass in the bargain".
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9 years ago ::
Sep 23, 2004 - 3:14PM
#38
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Date Joined:
Aug 10, 2009
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Heh, had this little exchange last night...we were playing in a Dark Sun-esque world, and we had just fought off a small group of halfling cultists who tried to ambush us en route to a village we were sent to secure trade agreements with. We killed 4 of the 5 attackers, and slung the last one over our cleric's shoulders unconscious. When we reached the gully in which the village was nestled, we looked down to count about 20 black-robed halfling cultists in the village. My ranger wanted to don the halflings' religious amulets and go down into the village to spy things out, but the cleric objected:
Cleric: "We can't go down there! I'm carrying a halfling!"
Ranger (irritated): "Well, put him down!"
hmmm....it may be one of those "you had to be there" moments. Here's something slightly funnier: in a different game, our group, which included a druid and a rogue who specialized in poison, was planning to drive a young red dragon from a young gold dragon's roost. Before we entered the cave, the group discussed alternatives:
Rogue: "I know! We can poison a sheep, roll it into the cave, then wait for the dragon to eat it and die!"
Druid: *looks at rogue*
Rogue (deadpan, back to druid): "Say, how do you feel about sheep?"
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9 years ago ::
Sep 23, 2004 - 4:41PM
#39
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Date Joined:
Aug 10, 2009
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"Okay, I use a Survival check to survive getting hurt by the trap..."
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9 years ago ::
Sep 23, 2004 - 5:04PM
#40
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Date Joined:
Aug 10, 2009
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my freinds telepathic communication with his familiar "Ok how many orcs do you see?" "I see three butterflys!" "How many orcs?!" "Whats an orc" my orcs all missed the cat  my freind using a magical item used to gather information on the size of a room. ::points infront of him:: Readout:100 ::just as he's about to turn to face the next wall meter changes:: Readout: 60 "Wtf?" Readout: 30 "Huh??????" ::looks up:: ::the orc barley misses him:: not exatly lines but their funny kinda...
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