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File: 1357624956718.ipg-(97 KB, 792x794, 7.jpg) □ Anonymous 01/08/13(Tue)01:02 No.22464072 Replies: 2222464185 > The dark Lichnomancer was prophecized to be defeated in battle by the Chosen One five hundred years ago > He failed, and the Lichnomancer cast the world into darkness > You live in squalor, in one of a few remaining scattered villages of the living, trying not to draw attention from the roving zombie armies that aren't even necessary, but still terrorize those "lucky" enough to still remain > You get about two hours of cloudly sunlight per day around noon, and the farmlands can barely support the village - the rest of the day there is nothing but magically-induced darkness in the sky > One day a black-and-gold carriage made out of painted human bones, its wheels made of metal spikes and human skulls, pulls into your village > Everyone locks themselves in their homes, but you were too slow > Ohshitohshitohshit > Carriage opens its door, out comes a twelve-foot lich with a flaming skull and black robes, his nine-foot tall stff with a gem the color of human souls on top > "HUMAN," he says in a voice that chills you to the bone. "I HAVE COME HERE FOR ONE REASON - AND ONE REASON ALONE. SUBMIT, AND I MAY SPARE THIS VILLAGE, IF ONLY OUT OF DISINTEREST IN IT." > Your knees wobbling > He slams his staff into the ground, and around you forms a basketball court out of blood, bones, sinnew, the nets made out of preserved muscles. The moon above blinks out of existence no, it just shrunk, so much that it now falls from the sky, and with a slam, lands, bouncing once, twice, three times in front of you , you croke out a "What?" > "I AM HERE TO JAM." the lichnomancer says, and picks up the ball. He throws it into your chest, and you find it's the weight of a normal basketball What do?

File: 1357624956718.ipg-(97 KB, 792x794, 7.jpg) □ Anonymous 01/08/13(Tue)01:02 No.22464072 Replies: 2222464185 > The dark Lichnomancer was prophecized to be defeated in battle by the Chosen One five hundred years ago > He failed, and the Lichnomancer cast the world into darkness > You live in squalor, in one of a few remaining scattered villages of the living, trying not to draw attention from the roving zombie armies that aren't even necessary, but still terrorize those "lucky" enough to still remain > You get about two hours of cloudly sunlight per day around noon, and the farmlands can barely support the village - the rest of the day there is nothing but magically-induced darkness in the sky > One day a black-and-gold carriage made out of painted human bones, its wheels made of metal spikes and human skulls, pulls into your village > Everyone locks themselves in their homes, but you were too slow > Ohshitohshitohshit > Carriage opens its door, out comes a twelve-foot lich with a flaming skull and black robes, his nine-foot tall stff with a gem the color of human souls on top > "HUMAN," he says in a voice that chills you to the bone. "I HAVE COME HERE FOR ONE REASON - AND ONE REASON ALONE. SUBMIT, AND I MAY SPARE THIS VILLAGE, IF ONLY OUT OF DISINTEREST IN IT." > Your knees wobbling > He slams his staff into the ground, and around you forms a basketball court out of blood, bones, sinnew, the nets made out of preserved muscles. The moon above blinks out of existence no, it just shrunk, so much that it now falls from the sky, and with a slam, lands, bouncing once, twice, three times in front of you , you croke out a "What?" > "I AM HERE TO JAM." the lichnomancer says, and picks up the ball. He throws it into your chest, and you find it's the weight of a normal basketball What do?

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the ulimate nercomancer

File: 1332209948.ipg-(175 KB, 1600x1022, Ultimate_Necromancer.jpg) Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:19 No.133208539 I was eating breakfast today and I dropped my spoon in the cereal. after I has fished it out I looked up and there, sitting across the table from me, was the Ultimate Necromancer. "l know you ain't lookin in there for yo virginity." I choked and lurched forward and spat a mouthful of milky cereal on the table. one of his skeletons walked into the kitchen. the skeleton was like "damn" Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:20 No.133208638 I was taking notes in class when the ultimate necromancer walked into the lecture hall and sat down next to me. I squirmed in my chair and looked at him out of the corner of my eye. nobody else seemed to notice his staff and cloak and the skeletons who shambled in afterwards and sat in the next row back. he took out a notebook and began taking notes. I looked over quickly to see what he was writing and it said "my skeleton's aint the only one in this hall with they bones showing. check it." I gasped and the lecturer suddenly spun around, dropped his chalk on the floor, and was like "damn! Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:21 No.133208730 I was out at the graveyard digging up a few coffins with the help of my two least rotted zombies when a dark figure in a velour robe walked up to me with a big-breasted vampire girl hanging off his arm. He lifted up his shades and looked me over head to toe before speaking. "Boy, you about as spooky as a closed-down Hot Topic store." He gestured to my magical staff. "Look at this s---, somewhere there's a playground with some sad-ass kids wondering where they tetherball pole went." One of the zombies was obviously agitated and started shambling towards the mysterious man. With the flick of a hand, he sent a cone of cold at the zombie, freezing its putrid flesh almost instantly. A quick thrust of his cane shattered the hapless creature instantly. "Look hard, son. That's the most ice you're ever gonna see in your unlife." He and his vampire companion turned to leave. Before disappearing into the shadows completely, he shouted into the night, "And your ceremonial robe look like a dishrag." I was stupefied and speechless. At that moment, I knew how my zombies felt. Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:22 No.133208846 on the train yesterday I got on at gallivan square and was heading down towards ballpark when I saw a bum on the side of the road with a sign. I read it and it said "my skeleton called he wants he rags back" and I looked again at the bum and realized it was the ultimate necromancer! I gasped and tried to turn away but at the next stop who should get on but the ultimate necromancer himself. he sits down next to me and a few of his skeletons come on and stand around holding on to the railings. I'm shaking with fear and the sweat is pouring in torrents down my face and back. the necromancer leans in close to me and whispers in my ear "I've got a reanimated cat that's more p---- than you're ever gonna see." and I screamed, tore my clothes, leaped from the seat, slammed my head and arms on the plexiglass window until it broke, leaped through it from the moving train at sixty miles an hour, landed on the gravel beside the tracks, and tore at my face and eyes with my own hands while a bloodcurdling "DAMN!" forced its way from my throat. Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:26 No.133209127 I was fighting some knights in a dank dungeon the other day and l'd just sent the last one toppling backwards into a pit of spikes when one of my dread zombies gestured to the darkness at the other end of the passage and groaned. I cast a light spell and who should it reveal but the ultimate necromancer. a skeleton with a wide pelvis was on his arm and his cane throbbed with dark energies. I shifted my weight from foot to foot. "that iron spike the only thing penetratin up in this fortress of solitude." my zombies thrashed about in agony and my face turned ashen. I moved to bring my staff to bear on him but he waved me away with a flick of his diamond-encrusted fingers. "you can bring the dead back to life but n---- you staff flaccid like a wet french fry." I screamed and the scream reverbated through the passages of the dungeon, bouncing off the mossy stone and returning to me twisted, garbled and from a thousand different directions. I sank to my knees and the ultimate necromancer passed by. from the spike pit, with his dying breath the knight struggled to lift his head and mumble "damn Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:27 No.133209238 I was in the club looking to on the floor. Even I can't bring that s--- back." I felt woozy. With a snap of his fingers, every girl in the joint heeled up behind him. "Let's roll up outta here, ladies. This scene's dead as hell anyway I held my hand to my rapidly thumping heart as The Ultimate Necromancer floated to the door. With one last glance, he flipped an old dusty grimoire at my feet. "Study up on some skills, lil man With trembling fingers, I reached for the book, only to have it jump up and slap me across the jaw. "Lesson one, bitch. You can't teach this s---." The spellbook took off after The Ultimate Necromancer, and his laughter rung in my ears p on a girl when I feel a cold tap on my shoulder. I'm shocked into shame to see it's none other than The Ultimate Necromancer. "Look at your game, rotting there □ Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:30 No.13320947 I stayed home because I was afraid of running into the ultimate necromancer so l watched TV. They were about to award the oscars. Than I saw him. The ultimate necromancer won in the category of best everything. He took his price and stared calmly into one of the cameras. He uttered I have a few words to say these words alone made me nervous Sweating and pantingI tried to grab the remote, but I couldnt find it. ..a little shoutout to a certain wannabe necromancer thats watching right now...who only reanimates the dead because he cant get laid with real girls...' my head starts to hurt. The taste of blood fills my mouth. "... but even the dead reject him.' My vision gets blurry and I start to vomit. '1 heard he dug his grandma out recently.' I start breathing histerically. 'So who knows...' I pee my pants in fear. I cant make a single clear thougt. '...if he lost his virginity to her.' I fell over and tried to gather my last bit of power, but no use The last thing im seeing... hundreds of zombie celbrities looking at the camera, moaning in unison 'damn' Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:32 No.133209606 One time I was praying to god hoping he would forgive me for my sins. The ultimate Necromancer came up from behind and whispered into my ear: 'there is no god. after death your flesh will decay and your corpse will rot. God is dead. and hes my slave now.' I looked up to the sky and heard a divine voice like thunder roar 'DAMN"

File: 1332209948.ipg-(175 KB, 1600x1022, Ultimate_Necromancer.jpg) Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:19 No.133208539 I was eating breakfast today and I dropped my spoon in the cereal. after I has fished it out I looked up and there, sitting across the table from me, was the Ultimate Necromancer. "l know you ain't lookin in there for yo virginity." I choked and lurched forward and spat a mouthful of milky cereal on the table. one of his skeletons walked into the kitchen. the skeleton was like "damn" Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:20 No.133208638 I was taking notes in class when the ultimate necromancer walked into the lecture hall and sat down next to me. I squirmed in my chair and looked at him out of the corner of my eye. nobody else seemed to notice his staff and cloak and the skeletons who shambled in afterwards and sat in the next row back. he took out a notebook and began taking notes. I looked over quickly to see what he was writing and it said "my skeleton's aint the only one in this hall with they bones showing. check it." I gasped and the lecturer suddenly spun around, dropped his chalk on the floor, and was like "damn! Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:21 No.133208730 I was out at the graveyard digging up a few coffins with the help of my two least rotted zombies when a dark figure in a velour robe walked up to me with a big-breasted vampire girl hanging off his arm. He lifted up his shades and looked me over head to toe before speaking. "Boy, you about as spooky as a closed-down Hot Topic store." He gestured to my magical staff. "Look at this s---, somewhere there's a playground with some sad-ass kids wondering where they tetherball pole went." One of the zombies was obviously agitated and started shambling towards the mysterious man. With the flick of a hand, he sent a cone of cold at the zombie, freezing its putrid flesh almost instantly. A quick thrust of his cane shattered the hapless creature instantly. "Look hard, son. That's the most ice you're ever gonna see in your unlife." He and his vampire companion turned to leave. Before disappearing into the shadows completely, he shouted into the night, "And your ceremonial robe look like a dishrag." I was stupefied and speechless. At that moment, I knew how my zombies felt. Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:22 No.133208846 on the train yesterday I got on at gallivan square and was heading down towards ballpark when I saw a bum on the side of the road with a sign. I read it and it said "my skeleton called he wants he rags back" and I looked again at the bum and realized it was the ultimate necromancer! I gasped and tried to turn away but at the next stop who should get on but the ultimate necromancer himself. he sits down next to me and a few of his skeletons come on and stand around holding on to the railings. I'm shaking with fear and the sweat is pouring in torrents down my face and back. the necromancer leans in close to me and whispers in my ear "I've got a reanimated cat that's more p---- than you're ever gonna see." and I screamed, tore my clothes, leaped from the seat, slammed my head and arms on the plexiglass window until it broke, leaped through it from the moving train at sixty miles an hour, landed on the gravel beside the tracks, and tore at my face and eyes with my own hands while a bloodcurdling "DAMN!" forced its way from my throat. Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:26 No.133209127 I was fighting some knights in a dank dungeon the other day and l'd just sent the last one toppling backwards into a pit of spikes when one of my dread zombies gestured to the darkness at the other end of the passage and groaned. I cast a light spell and who should it reveal but the ultimate necromancer. a skeleton with a wide pelvis was on his arm and his cane throbbed with dark energies. I shifted my weight from foot to foot. "that iron spike the only thing penetratin up in this fortress of solitude." my zombies thrashed about in agony and my face turned ashen. I moved to bring my staff to bear on him but he waved me away with a flick of his diamond-encrusted fingers. "you can bring the dead back to life but n---- you staff flaccid like a wet french fry." I screamed and the scream reverbated through the passages of the dungeon, bouncing off the mossy stone and returning to me twisted, garbled and from a thousand different directions. I sank to my knees and the ultimate necromancer passed by. from the spike pit, with his dying breath the knight struggled to lift his head and mumble "damn Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:27 No.133209238 I was in the club looking to on the floor. Even I can't bring that s--- back." I felt woozy. With a snap of his fingers, every girl in the joint heeled up behind him. "Let's roll up outta here, ladies. This scene's dead as hell anyway I held my hand to my rapidly thumping heart as The Ultimate Necromancer floated to the door. With one last glance, he flipped an old dusty grimoire at my feet. "Study up on some skills, lil man With trembling fingers, I reached for the book, only to have it jump up and slap me across the jaw. "Lesson one, bitch. You can't teach this s---." The spellbook took off after The Ultimate Necromancer, and his laughter rung in my ears p on a girl when I feel a cold tap on my shoulder. I'm shocked into shame to see it's none other than The Ultimate Necromancer. "Look at your game, rotting there □ Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:30 No.13320947 I stayed home because I was afraid of running into the ultimate necromancer so l watched TV. They were about to award the oscars. Than I saw him. The ultimate necromancer won in the category of best everything. He took his price and stared calmly into one of the cameras. He uttered I have a few words to say these words alone made me nervous Sweating and pantingI tried to grab the remote, but I couldnt find it. ..a little shoutout to a certain wannabe necromancer thats watching right now...who only reanimates the dead because he cant get laid with real girls...' my head starts to hurt. The taste of blood fills my mouth. "... but even the dead reject him.' My vision gets blurry and I start to vomit. '1 heard he dug his grandma out recently.' I start breathing histerically. 'So who knows...' I pee my pants in fear. I cant make a single clear thougt. '...if he lost his virginity to her.' I fell over and tried to gather my last bit of power, but no use The last thing im seeing... hundreds of zombie celbrities looking at the camera, moaning in unison 'damn' Anonymous 03/19/12(Mon)22:32 No.133209606 One time I was praying to god hoping he would forgive me for my sins. The ultimate Necromancer came up from behind and whispered into my ear: 'there is no god. after death your flesh will decay and your corpse will rot. God is dead. and hes my slave now.' I looked up to the sky and heard a divine voice like thunder roar 'DAMN"

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we were the that guy anon

□ Anonymous 09/01/09(Tue)07:03 No.5677063 團困 I recall a group almost ten years ago where "THAT GUY" was a relatively new player to our group and we'd agreed the game was going to be about mid-high fantasy D&D heroics So he shows up with this drunken old man lout of a fighter. Meanwhile we're all playing young kind of weeaboo anime hero types. We tolerated him and how often he'd talk about how drunk, smelly, and generally obnoxious his character was. He would use metagame knowledge to make fun of our characters in character, laughing at us when we'd get knocked out, calling us cowards when we failed our fear checks, and the DM would take pity on us and just kind of give us "let it slide" looks and let us take rerolls. We'd bitch about it between sessions and we sort of grew to hate the guy as a player, His character would go onto long diatribes about dungeons and gold and how useless we were and we'd get into hour long arguments where the DM would constantly have to remind us all to "keep it IC. Anyway this campaign goes on for at least a year, and the storyline is kind of climaxing and a DMNPC gets kidnapped, so after another argument session we get convinced by THAT GUY" to take a suicide mission and storm a castle, and he's basically yelling at us IRL we have to do it. □ Anonymous 09/01/09(Tue)07:03 No.5677068 5677063 So when we agree, he leaves the room with the DM for a few minutes, and we assume this is all some metaplot how he's going to f--- us over and steal our s---. They come back in as if nothing had happened. Session continues but we're all on guard, assuming something is up. We storm the castle or whatever, and have a lot of fun, not really noticing that this guy has stopped being so obnoxious. He hasnt once mentioned how his character reeks of whiskey or onions or whatever, though he wastes a good five minutes explaining how his character shaved his beard. Whatever, we just assume the DM talked to him about how it was annoying us. Epic battles ensue and Fast forward to face off with the BBEG, some Lich thing, and the fight isnt going so well We're getting spanked, our Cleric is down, and Mr. Fighter has a haste and out of nowhere he goes, "I rush to Cedric (the Cleric) and slap him 'GET UP YOU COWARD" At this point I groan but the DM is like "Cedric, you're back up with XX HP." Then Mr. "Fighter" goes, "I turn to the Lich and I smite him." And suddenly it clicked for all of us. F----- had been playing a Paladin the entire time. His insults were his lay-on-hands and calling us out as cowards were his Anti-fear aura. He wasn't "That Guy," "we" were "that guy" and we'd just been absolutely out roleplayed for almost a year

□ Anonymous 09/01/09(Tue)07:03 No.5677063 團困 I recall a group almost ten years ago where "THAT GUY" was a relatively new player to our group and we'd agreed the game was going to be about mid-high fantasy D&D heroics So he shows up with this drunken old man lout of a fighter. Meanwhile we're all playing young kind of weeaboo anime hero types. We tolerated him and how often he'd talk about how drunk, smelly, and generally obnoxious his character was. He would use metagame knowledge to make fun of our characters in character, laughing at us when we'd get knocked out, calling us cowards when we failed our fear checks, and the DM would take pity on us and just kind of give us "let it slide" looks and let us take rerolls. We'd bitch about it between sessions and we sort of grew to hate the guy as a player, His character would go onto long diatribes about dungeons and gold and how useless we were and we'd get into hour long arguments where the DM would constantly have to remind us all to "keep it IC. Anyway this campaign goes on for at least a year, and the storyline is kind of climaxing and a DMNPC gets kidnapped, so after another argument session we get convinced by THAT GUY" to take a suicide mission and storm a castle, and he's basically yelling at us IRL we have to do it. □ Anonymous 09/01/09(Tue)07:03 No.5677068 5677063 So when we agree, he leaves the room with the DM for a few minutes, and we assume this is all some metaplot how he's going to f--- us over and steal our s---. They come back in as if nothing had happened. Session continues but we're all on guard, assuming something is up. We storm the castle or whatever, and have a lot of fun, not really noticing that this guy has stopped being so obnoxious. He hasnt once mentioned how his character reeks of whiskey or onions or whatever, though he wastes a good five minutes explaining how his character shaved his beard. Whatever, we just assume the DM talked to him about how it was annoying us. Epic battles ensue and Fast forward to face off with the BBEG, some Lich thing, and the fight isnt going so well We're getting spanked, our Cleric is down, and Mr. Fighter has a haste and out of nowhere he goes, "I rush to Cedric (the Cleric) and slap him 'GET UP YOU COWARD" At this point I groan but the DM is like "Cedric, you're back up with XX HP." Then Mr. "Fighter" goes, "I turn to the Lich and I smite him." And suddenly it clicked for all of us. F----- had been playing a Paladin the entire time. His insults were his lay-on-hands and calling us out as cowards were his Anti-fear aura. He wasn't "That Guy," "we" were "that guy" and we'd just been absolutely out roleplayed for almost a year

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old men don't belong on the battlefield

https://youtu.be/Vxi7JRJrod4?t=2m11s
old men are the future

https://youtu.be/Vxi7JRJrod4?t=2m11s
old men are the future

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he died as he lived a bear

Anonymous 09/25/11 (Sun)23:15 No. 16426614 File 1317006946.jpg-(96 KB, 634x456, sir bearington.jpg) >Make a bear character in D&D 3.5 >DM laughs -Make bear a rogue, putevery point l can into disguise >Prestige class as a spy to get more disguise >DM says I can't speak english >Max out bluff >By growling and gesturing, I can fake speaking a language I don't speak (english) >use money to hire a butler NPC >Give him magical item to let him speak bear "GROWWWWWL" An excellent suggestion, Mister Bearington. We really should ask the group to investigate the Black Marsh >Over the course of the game, be knighted as Sir Bearington >Queen holds a dinner in my honor. >A guest becomes the first man to ever make a perception check that can beat my disguise >Shouts out loud "HEY, THAT GUY'S NOT A GUY, HE'S JUST A BEAR!" >Man is escorted out of the castle while the guards apologise profusely for the indignity ROAR" *shrug

Anonymous 09/25/11 (Sun)23:15 No. 16426614 File 1317006946.jpg-(96 KB, 634x456, sir bearington.jpg) >Make a bear character in D&D 3.5 >DM laughs -Make bear a rogue, putevery point l can into disguise >Prestige class as a spy to get more disguise >DM says I can't speak english >Max out bluff >By growling and gesturing, I can fake speaking a language I don't speak (english) >use money to hire a butler NPC >Give him magical item to let him speak bear "GROWWWWWL" An excellent suggestion, Mister Bearington. We really should ask the group to investigate the Black Marsh >Over the course of the game, be knighted as Sir Bearington >Queen holds a dinner in my honor. >A guest becomes the first man to ever make a perception check that can beat my disguise >Shouts out loud "HEY, THAT GUY'S NOT A GUY, HE'S JUST A BEAR!" >Man is escorted out of the castle while the guards apologise profusely for the indignity ROAR" *shrug

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I don't want to see a lovecraftian wedding

Warlock 5E Anonymous 01/22/15 (hu) 07:46:08 No.52605 >>52633 [Watch Thread Ive noticed something interesting about the Warlocks in 5E, they have patrons that grant them power, and they can even have a "romantic relationship" with these patrons since they are not quite gods One example of an allowed patron is a Great Old One This means my human noble warlock can have a romantic relationship with an eldritch horror. And gods help me l can't think of a reason this would be a bad idea | Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:02:13 No.52612 2252615 >>52618 Wait why can't I seduce a god? □ Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:08:44 No.52615 52618 52612 1. How often do you run into a god? an 2. No one said you can't But the patrons can actually be giving the Warlock power specifically because of a romantic relationship Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:10:00 No.52616 52615 52612 t'd be Why haven't I done this? pells are a packed lunch from your lover. Amazing Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:20:42 No.52625 >>52627 If you hate yourself and want to suffer you can read the Brimstone Angels series by Erin M. Evans, which explores burgeoning relationship between a warlock and a cambion. It's basically Wizards trying to hop on the Twilight money train. Badly Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:22:45 No.52627 52625 Sounds lame, but the idea of my Tiefing warlock being given a packed lunch of spells with a little love note by an arch fiend amuses me to no end What has DnD unleashed with this monstrosity? □ Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:31:56 No.52632 File (hide): 1421937116762 jpg (18.55 KB, 237x229, 237229, 1338795849700 ipa) tg/ what the f--- are you doing? You can't marry eldritch abominations from beyond deep space, there are laws against this kind of thing wut Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:33:13 No.52633-52635 52605 (OP) Dude, that sort of thing happened in like half of Lovecraft's original stories. The relationships between the Deep Ones and the Cult of Dagon in "The Shadow Over Innsmouth", the Whatelies cross-breeding with Yog-Sothoth in the "The Dunwich Horror", et cetera Anonymous 01/22/15(hu) 08:36:55 No.52635 File (hide): 14 741 (24.15 KB, 500x312, 125:78, fbz a4b9add377bd3009a69178....ipa) It's Magic. >52633 All I know is I can suck alien d--- fo r magic powers and that's f------ magnificent lain't gotta explainshit.

Warlock 5E Anonymous 01/22/15 (hu) 07:46:08 No.52605 >>52633 [Watch Thread Ive noticed something interesting about the Warlocks in 5E, they have patrons that grant them power, and they can even have a "romantic relationship" with these patrons since they are not quite gods One example of an allowed patron is a Great Old One This means my human noble warlock can have a romantic relationship with an eldritch horror. And gods help me l can't think of a reason this would be a bad idea | Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:02:13 No.52612 2252615 >>52618 Wait why can't I seduce a god? □ Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:08:44 No.52615 52618 52612 1. How often do you run into a god? an 2. No one said you can't But the patrons can actually be giving the Warlock power specifically because of a romantic relationship Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:10:00 No.52616 52615 52612 t'd be Why haven't I done this? pells are a packed lunch from your lover. Amazing Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:20:42 No.52625 >>52627 If you hate yourself and want to suffer you can read the Brimstone Angels series by Erin M. Evans, which explores burgeoning relationship between a warlock and a cambion. It's basically Wizards trying to hop on the Twilight money train. Badly Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:22:45 No.52627 52625 Sounds lame, but the idea of my Tiefing warlock being given a packed lunch of spells with a little love note by an arch fiend amuses me to no end What has DnD unleashed with this monstrosity? □ Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:31:56 No.52632 File (hide): 1421937116762 jpg (18.55 KB, 237x229, 237229, 1338795849700 ipa) tg/ what the f--- are you doing? You can't marry eldritch abominations from beyond deep space, there are laws against this kind of thing wut Anonymous 01/22/15 (Thu) 08:33:13 No.52633-52635 52605 (OP) Dude, that sort of thing happened in like half of Lovecraft's original stories. The relationships between the Deep Ones and the Cult of Dagon in "The Shadow Over Innsmouth", the Whatelies cross-breeding with Yog-Sothoth in the "The Dunwich Horror", et cetera Anonymous 01/22/15(hu) 08:36:55 No.52635 File (hide): 14 741 (24.15 KB, 500x312, 125:78, fbz a4b9add377bd3009a69178....ipa) It's Magic. >52633 All I know is I can suck alien d--- fo r magic powers and that's f------ magnificent lain't gotta explainshit.

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Dice rolling is serious business

□ Anonymous 02/26/12(Sun)23:24 No. 181152290 >dm lets people re-roll endlessly until they get all 18's me: Why not just give them all 18s and save the time wasted on rolling? >DM: BECAUSE I LIKE THE F------ SOUND OF DICE ROLLING YOU F------ C--- >he storms into his bedroom, GF follows. twenty minutes later, the DMs GF tells me I have to go now because I have upset him as I walk out and close the door I hear the DM say, "alright so have you guys all rolled 18's yet? if not, lets keep rolling" his voice sounds like he has been crying what the f--- hapened □ Anonymous 02/26/12(Sun)23:25 No.181152520 >18115229 Dice rolling is his fetish.

□ Anonymous 02/26/12(Sun)23:24 No. 181152290 >dm lets people re-roll endlessly until they get all 18's me: Why not just give them all 18s and save the time wasted on rolling? >DM: BECAUSE I LIKE THE F------ SOUND OF DICE ROLLING YOU F------ C--- >he storms into his bedroom, GF follows. twenty minutes later, the DMs GF tells me I have to go now because I have upset him as I walk out and close the door I hear the DM say, "alright so have you guys all rolled 18's yet? if not, lets keep rolling" his voice sounds like he has been crying what the f--- hapened □ Anonymous 02/26/12(Sun)23:25 No.181152520 >18115229 Dice rolling is his fetish.

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Its a zoggin' conspiracy, it is!

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f------ umies did dis

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/tg/ attempts baneposting

□ Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)01:56:50 No.38797930 22387 What will WWIll be fought with /tg/? Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)01:58:40 No.38797971 Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)01:58:56 No.38797982 2-38798024 P> Harsh words and biting WWIV will be fought with angst and pitiful self-loathing WWV will be fought with thrown pies and novelty squirting flowers Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)02:00:55 No.38798024 2-38799463 38797982 WWVI will be fought with baneposting Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)03:11:42 No.38799463、>>38799830 Call of Duty >38798024 It will be very painful Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)03:34:00 No.38799830 >>387998722-3881 0265 38799463 Will it be a big war? Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)03:36:09 No. 38799872 >-38800054 >>38802581 >>38804174 >>38809350 >>38810265 >38799830 For the EU Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)12:33:28 No.38804174 2238809916 >>38810285 38799872 Was getting caught in a recession part of your plan? Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)20:05:20 No.3880991 6、2238810285 38804174 Crashing this economy. With no survivors

□ Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)01:56:50 No.38797930 22387 What will WWIll be fought with /tg/? Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)01:58:40 No.38797971 Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)01:58:56 No.38797982 2-38798024 P> Harsh words and biting WWIV will be fought with angst and pitiful self-loathing WWV will be fought with thrown pies and novelty squirting flowers Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)02:00:55 No.38798024 2-38799463 38797982 WWVI will be fought with baneposting Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)03:11:42 No.38799463、>>38799830 Call of Duty >38798024 It will be very painful Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)03:34:00 No.38799830 >>387998722-3881 0265 38799463 Will it be a big war? Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)03:36:09 No. 38799872 >-38800054 >>38802581 >>38804174 >>38809350 >>38810265 >38799830 For the EU Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)12:33:28 No.38804174 2238809916 >>38810285 38799872 Was getting caught in a recession part of your plan? Anonymous 03/19/15(Thu)20:05:20 No.3880991 6、2238810285 38804174 Crashing this economy. With no survivors

How deep can you go?

Anonymous 07/22/13(Mon)05:51 No.26169151 Replies: 2616937726169409 File: 1374486713256.ipg-(1.9 MB, 1440x900, Inception.jpg) 26167920 (OP) >Party stops at Inn. Rogue and bard start playing Warhammer >Champions enter a duel. Duel by playing chess >Pawn attempts to take knight... By challenging it to a Pokémon battle! >Pokémon start playing MTG Replies: l 26167920>>26169377>26169409 OAnonymous 07/22/13(Mon)06:30 No.26169377 >>26169151 yes" Replies: 26169151 Anonymous 07/22/13(Mon)06:38 No.26169409 Replies: 226172439 26169151 the MTG decks are both Shahrazads. Replies: > 26169151>-26172439

Anonymous 07/22/13(Mon)05:51 No.26169151 Replies: 2616937726169409 File: 1374486713256.ipg-(1.9 MB, 1440x900, Inception.jpg) 26167920 (OP) >Party stops at Inn. Rogue and bard start playing Warhammer >Champions enter a duel. Duel by playing chess >Pawn attempts to take knight... By challenging it to a Pokémon battle! >Pokémon start playing MTG Replies: l 26167920>>26169377>26169409 OAnonymous 07/22/13(Mon)06:30 No.26169377 >>26169151 yes" Replies: 26169151 Anonymous 07/22/13(Mon)06:38 No.26169409 Replies: 226172439 26169151 the MTG decks are both Shahrazads. Replies: > 26169151>-26172439

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After literally 2.5 years, its ready! by BoneJack in DnD ↑ [-] virtualoptim 42 points 16 hours ago (19 61) I created an amazing Universe one time, basically there was the plane of Butter and the plane of Salt, and they coincided once every 2000 years, and 200 Famine spirits would invade the Material Plane to r--- women and eat children. And one time they f----- up the Brooklyn Bridge, but one character transformed into Dr. Who and went back in time and undid that so I had to rewrite history Then another time there was a GIANT f------ mushroom in our game that would fire dinner plates at people, for 2d6 damage, +10 ranged attack. The party's fighter-warmage was killed instantly, and her player got so p----- she stormed out and never came back. The other players found some AK-47s in a chest, and, after using up almost all the mags, finally brought it down In the next room were 24 zombie avocados, enchanted by melange, so they had blue eyes and desert clothes and they screamed "MAHOU DEENIS" before leaping down on Harkonnen soldiers and ripping their pants off. We anyway one of the players was a Minotaur sorcerer so he couldn't be caught flat-footed. Most of the other characters were killed, so it was just the Minotaur and the Human rogue who survived. They went in to fight the final battle it was billy mays He fired off hundreds of great deal spells, but the minotaur sorcerer valiantly fought them off. Eventually Billy Mays was dead again, back up in heaven partying like it's 19.99 So the party saved the world and I gave 2000 XP and one b------ Our D&D game is pretty f------ awesome

After literally 2.5 years, its ready! by BoneJack in DnD ↑ [-] virtualoptim 42 points 16 hours ago (19 61) I created an amazing Universe one time, basically there was the plane of Butter and the plane of Salt, and they coincided once every 2000 years, and 200 Famine spirits would invade the Material Plane to r--- women and eat children. And one time they f----- up the Brooklyn Bridge, but one character transformed into Dr. Who and went back in time and undid that so I had to rewrite history Then another time there was a GIANT f------ mushroom in our game that would fire dinner plates at people, for 2d6 damage, +10 ranged attack. The party's fighter-warmage was killed instantly, and her player got so p----- she stormed out and never came back. The other players found some AK-47s in a chest, and, after using up almost all the mags, finally brought it down In the next room were 24 zombie avocados, enchanted by melange, so they had blue eyes and desert clothes and they screamed "MAHOU DEENIS" before leaping down on Harkonnen soldiers and ripping their pants off. We anyway one of the players was a Minotaur sorcerer so he couldn't be caught flat-footed. Most of the other characters were killed, so it was just the Minotaur and the Human rogue who survived. They went in to fight the final battle it was billy mays He fired off hundreds of great deal spells, but the minotaur sorcerer valiantly fought them off. Eventually Billy Mays was dead again, back up in heaven partying like it's 19.99 So the party saved the world and I gave 2000 XP and one b------ Our D&D game is pretty f------ awesome

dungeons and dragons popcorn salt billy mays wat /tg/

Sounds like fun!

punchup.aif (1.99 MB, 299x173) gooale iadb □ Anonymous 03/13/15(Fri)14:49:01 No.38677503 >>38677821 >>38677556 >>38677613 >>38677714 Which RPG do you hate the most, and why? Be specific In the interest of avoiding edition wars I'll start with something other than D&D: GURPS Billions of fiddly little rules and modifiers "But you don't have to use them! >Then what's the goddamn point of buying the game Hundreds of skills, rules, powers, moditiers >But only 3 Attributes >No, Health is not an Attribute why.jpg? Anonymous 03/13/15(Fri)15:03:55 No.38677783 >>38677813 >>38677920 >>38677968 >>38678018 >-38678084 >Which RPG do you hate the most, and why? Be specific I once played a roleplaying game where we all stood around in a circle, and one person in the center tried to pretend to be a duck and they weren't allowed to be let out of the circle until they managed to convince the entire group that they were a duck The first person took three days During the first few hours, he desperately tried to just convince us to let him go, then he tried forcing his way out. Once he took a few too many kicks to the head, he just spent the next three hours lying on the ground, crying, while the group took turns shouting at him that his labored gasps sounded nothing like quacks On the second day, dehydration and sleep deprivation had already taken their toll, and he just started quacking, flapping his arms, while a few obstinate members of the circle kept ridiculing him by saying it didn't even look like he was trying at all, which made him just burst into tears of frustration, bitterness, and emptiness He tried to escape again that night, but a few savage blows pushed him back into the center where he just crumpled in a heap, and some people thought he might have died. No one bothered to check On the third morning, it turns out he had survived. He slowly got up, and after a few glances around at his captors, he gave out a short "quack", started flapping his arms, and flew out of the circle, probably heading south to find a flock While we watched him disappear into the distance, one guy said he still wasn't convinced That's probably my least favorite RPG

punchup.aif (1.99 MB, 299x173) gooale iadb □ Anonymous 03/13/15(Fri)14:49:01 No.38677503 >>38677821 >>38677556 >>38677613 >>38677714 Which RPG do you hate the most, and why? Be specific In the interest of avoiding edition wars I'll start with something other than D&D: GURPS Billions of fiddly little rules and modifiers "But you don't have to use them! >Then what's the goddamn point of buying the game Hundreds of skills, rules, powers, moditiers >But only 3 Attributes >No, Health is not an Attribute why.jpg? Anonymous 03/13/15(Fri)15:03:55 No.38677783 >>38677813 >>38677920 >>38677968 >>38678018 >-38678084 >Which RPG do you hate the most, and why? Be specific I once played a roleplaying game where we all stood around in a circle, and one person in the center tried to pretend to be a duck and they weren't allowed to be let out of the circle until they managed to convince the entire group that they were a duck The first person took three days During the first few hours, he desperately tried to just convince us to let him go, then he tried forcing his way out. Once he took a few too many kicks to the head, he just spent the next three hours lying on the ground, crying, while the group took turns shouting at him that his labored gasps sounded nothing like quacks On the second day, dehydration and sleep deprivation had already taken their toll, and he just started quacking, flapping his arms, while a few obstinate members of the circle kept ridiculing him by saying it didn't even look like he was trying at all, which made him just burst into tears of frustration, bitterness, and emptiness He tried to escape again that night, but a few savage blows pushed him back into the center where he just crumpled in a heap, and some people thought he might have died. No one bothered to check On the third morning, it turns out he had survived. He slowly got up, and after a few glances around at his captors, he gave out a short "quack", started flapping his arms, and flew out of the circle, probably heading south to find a flock While we watched him disappear into the distance, one guy said he still wasn't convinced That's probably my least favorite RPG

worst roleplaying game ever duck /tg/

The Krieger Medic

The machinations of a Krieger mind.

The machinations of a Krieger mind.

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The Big Bottomed Blast

Space Station 13: a /tg/ approved vidya.

Space Station 13: a /tg/ approved vidya.

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Spess Mehrins

Autists and Space Marines, surprisingly similar.

Autists and Space Marines, surprisingly similar.

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