warforge druid (me)who was abandoned and left for dead in a swamp for years before joining a party to save the world.(a cranky transformer who spoke in third person)
"ataru thinks you air-breathers only care about gold" . another time " ataru blames air -breathers for this situation " and " ataru will never understand air-breathers" . hahaha
(HK-55 from swtor refers humanoids as meat bags , my druid refers everyone as air -breathers)
he had a slight dislike of humanoids because of being left in a swamp for years , but at the end of the campaign he grudgingly admits not all air-breathers are bad . lol
More like the "To Be Continued" Arrow from Jojo appears right after this talk.
Ha.
The poor warlock keeps getting pulled in deeper…he’s a Hexblade Warlock who’s been possessed by an Abyssal presence…so he cuts a deal with Levistus, to cure him.
But then Asmodeus finds out what Levistus is up to, and puts a stop to it.
The warlock walked in on Asmodeus standing over Levsistus’s shriveled body lying in the puddle of his ice prison.
DM (Me): As your extremely worn vehicle (the Magi-Tank) slowly makes its way across the Mournland, on the evening of one uneventful day of travel, just as the sun begins to set behind the Mistwalls, in the distance, a large, metallic, winged figure blocks rises into the air, blocking off a part of the sun. Through the dim light of the Mournland, you can barely make out a vaguely-draconic silhouette, with a large, humanoid figure on the back of it. Warforged Artificer (Lucky Laughter): If this is who and what I think it is, I'm going to kill you. DM (gives a small "evil DM" smile): The metal-draconic form begins to dive down towards you, originally starting 1,000 feet directly in front of you, about 500 feet in the air. As the two figures gets closer, you can begin to make out more details of their appearances. York, make a Perception check. Firbolg Monk (York): Umm, 21. Does that work? DM: Your first realization is that both of the forms, that of the metallic dragon and its rider, are much, much larger than they appeared at first. You realize that the dragon is Gargantuan, and its rider is Huge. York: Welp, we're dead. What else? Lucky Laughter: Is this what I think it is? This is different than what I thought . . . DM: The second thing you realize that neither of these figures looks . . . organic. At first you assumed that it was some type of true metallic dragon, but upon closer inspection, you can see that this dragon is truly made of metal, with slightly-exposed wires, dragonshards, and some loose panels of metal on the wings. The rider . . . is completely made of metal, as well, appearing to be some kind of Warforged, possibly a Warforged Titan. Lucky Laughter (suddenly realizing that he has no idea what this is, and it must be one of my overpowered homebrew creations): I have no idea what this is. York: That's always a good sign. (He said this sarcastically.) DM (another small evil DM smile): And just as your eyes focus on the mech-dragon-rider, you notice something. Something you have seen before. Jutting from the back of this huge Warforged are ginormous metallic blades, sticking out and forming strange "wings" of blades. You get a feeling that you should know where this is from. . . Lucky (mouth open-wide from realization of what I'm putting them through): We're dead! What the heck is this thing!?!? Obviously it's The Lord of Blades, and he's apparently discovered how to create a giant Mech-Dragon that uses dragonshards, and has somehow grown to the size of a Warforged Titan, but I have no idea how this thing works!!! (in-world, or mechanically, he meant) We're level 15, these things are probably at least CR 20 each, and the highest CR monster we faced was only CR 18, and that was with our Magi-Tank being at full hit points! How the heck are we supposed to survive this!?!? DM (evil-DM-smile in full-force): Roll for initiative.
(P.S. for the Mech-Dragon, I used modified Chardalyn Dragon stats, and for the God of Blades, I gave the Warforged Titan the features that the The Lord of Blades has, with a few modifications to his weaponry. The party managed to survive the encounter, and severely wound both enemies, but both enemies escaped.)
Player: "Wait. Are you sure? Is it Az-MOE-dius or Az-mo-DAY-us?" DM: "You really want to ask a Devil if it's pronouncing its own name correctly?"
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Human. Male. Possibly. Don't be a divider. My characters' backgrounds are written like instruction manuals rather than stories. My opinion and preferences don't mean you're wrong. I am 99.7603% convinced that the digital dice are messing with me. I roll high when nobody's looking and low when anyone else can see.🎲 “It's a bit early to be thinking about an epitaph. No?” will be my epitaph.
DM (Me): As your extremely worn vehicle (the Magi-Tank) slowly makes its way across the Mournland, on the evening of one uneventful day of travel, just as the sun begins to set behind the Mistwalls, in the distance, a large, metallic, winged figure blocks rises into the air, blocking off a part of the sun. Through the dim light of the Mournland, you can barely make out a vaguely-draconic silhouette, with a large, humanoid figure on the back of it. Warforged Artificer (Lucky Laughter): If this is who and what I think it is, I'm going to kill you. DM (gives a small "evil DM" smile): The metal-draconic form begins to dive down towards you, originally starting 1,000 feet directly in front of you, about 500 feet in the air. As the two figures gets closer, you can begin to make out more details of their appearances. York, make a Perception check. Firbolg Monk (York): Umm, 21. Does that work? DM: Your first realization is that both of the forms, that of the metallic dragon and its rider, are much, much larger than they appeared at first. You realize that the dragon is Gargantuan, and its rider is Huge. York: Welp, we're dead. What else? Lucky Laughter: Is this what I think it is? This is different than what I thought . . . DM: The second thing you realize that neither of these figures looks . . . organic. At first you assumed that it was some type of true metallic dragon, but upon closer inspection, you can see that this dragon is truly made of metal, with slightly-exposed wires, dragonshards, and some loose panels of metal on the wings. The rider . . . is completely made of metal, as well, appearing to be some kind of Warforged, possibly a Warforged Titan. Lucky Laughter (suddenly realizing that he has no idea what this is, and it must be one of my overpowered homebrew creations): I have no idea what this is. York: That's always a good sign. (He said this sarcastically.) DM (another small evil DM smile): And just as your eyes focus on the mech-dragon-rider, you notice something. Something you have seen before. Jutting from the back of this huge Warforged are ginormous metallic blades, sticking out and forming strange "wings" of blades. You get a feeling that you should know where this is from. . . Lucky (mouth open-wide from realization of what I'm putting them through): We're dead! What the heck is this thing!?!? Obviously it's The Lord of Blades, and he's apparently discovered how to create a giant Mech-Dragon that uses dragonshards, and has somehow grown to the size of a Warforged Titan, but I have no idea how this thing works!!! (in-world, or mechanically, he meant) We're level 15, these things are probably at least CR 20 each, and the highest CR monster we faced was only CR 18, and that was with our Magi-Tank being at full hit points! How the heck are we supposed to survive this!?!? DM (evil-DM-smile in full-force): Roll for initiative.
(P.S. for the Mech-Dragon, I used modified Chardalyn Dragon stats, and for the God of Blades, I gave the Warforged Titan the features that the The Lord of Blades has, with a few modifications to his weaponry. The party managed to survive the encounter, and severely wound both enemies, but both enemies escaped.)
Mom come pick me up I'm scared
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Player: "Wait. Are you sure? Is it Az-MOE-dius or Az-mo-DAY-us?" DM: "You really want to ask a Devil if it's pronouncing its own name correctly?"
I firmly believe that if it could be used to manipulate a verbal contract, a devil would mispronounce their name all the time.
That does make sense. That gives me an idea for two rival devils with really similar names who only do verbal contracts and shift all the responsibilities (but not the actual benefits) onto the other one.
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Sixth level party of Ferrin (half elf wizard), Sister Serena (aasimar cleric), Venn (tiefling sorcerer), Xanlar (half elf paladin), and Nu (axolotl shifter druid), plus NPCs Phillip (human ranger) and "the kobold" (who's name we still haven't learned).
DM: "The goo creature takes an attack of opportunity on the bugbear and hits."
Ferrin: "Is it like a really bad sounding wet slap?"
DM: "Yes. Whap!"
Ferrin: "Gross. And awesome. I'm glad it wasn't me."
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Serena: "Stealth? I'm hovering fifteen feet in the air on wings made of sunlight and radiating sparkles."
Serena: "Your turn's coming, pal!" *Lights up the bugbear next to the wizard with a guiding bolt and finishes him off with her spiritual weapon*
*Wizard casts invisibility and disappears*
Serena: Dammit!
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Nu disengages from melee and retreats from some bugbears, largely acting as a healer for most of the fight.
Bugbear: "Don't run from me, slimy pink thing!"
Next turn...
Nu: "Still running!"
Ferrin: "Are you just running around screaming through the swamp?"
Nu: "Pretty much!"
Bugbear: "Get back here!"
Nu: "Nope!"
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Nu cast healing spirit which was described as "like a big blob of that breathable gel stuff."
Serena (ooc): "You mean like the stuff they filled Ed Harris's suit with in The Abyss?"
Nu (ooc): "Uh, is that like a movie or something?"
Serena (ooc): "How old are you?" *Proceeds to very briefly describe the classic 1989 sci-fi film to someone who wasn't born until about thirteen years after it's release*
Nu (ooc): "Oh, that sounds kind of cool."
Serena (ooc): "It is. You need to watch it. Now I feel old."
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After combat ends, Nu notes there are two rounds left on his healing spirit.
Nu: "Everybody get in the gel!"
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Serena (ooc): "Actually, for a change of pace Serena is the only one not covered in slime or goo of some sort, and all of the blood on her is her own this time."
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Serena (ooc): "Okay, this is also going to date me, but there was a D&D Saturday morning cartoon back in the eighties, aimed at children. It's occurred to me that this game is like a twisted, macabre version of that with light hearted characters like Serena the idealistic magical girl, the wisecracking kobold, and Nu, who is basically made of cuteness, who keep getting into dark and bloody fights full of graphic violence and death with truly horrible villains. I think it's awesome, and I'm not sure what that says about me."
Your stories are some of my favorites. I especially like Nu.
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PC 1: "And what do you believe of luck? Does it not play a part? Are luck and Fate not one in the same?"
PC 2: "Luck is just us perceiving miniscule changes in our surroundings in a negative or positive way. It's not an actual thing."
PC 3 (Telepathically to PC 2): You realize almost everything in the world is determined by die rolls, right?
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Player: "Wait. Are you sure? Is it Az-MOE-dius or Az-mo-DAY-us?" DM: "You really want to ask a Devil if it's pronouncing its own name correctly?"
I firmly believe that if it could be used to manipulate a verbal contract, a devil would mispronounce their name all the time.
Yes
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This Mug immediately shared with me a transcendental tale of an Infinite Mug that anchors the Universe and keeps it from folding in on itself. I filed this report under "illogical nonsense" and asked why its sign is in Times New Roman font, when it is basic knowledge that Arial Black is a far superior font. I wondered: How did this mug even get past the assembly line with its theistic beliefs and poor font choices?
quote from Romantically Apocalyptic byVitaly S Alexius
More like the "To Be Continued" Arrow from Jojo appears right after this talk.
Ha.
The poor warlock keeps getting pulled in deeper…he’s a Hexblade Warlock who’s been possessed by an Abyssal presence…so he cuts a deal with Levistus, to cure him.
But then Asmodeus finds out what Levistus is up to, and puts a stop to it.
The warlock walked in on Asmodeus standing over Levsistus’s shriveled body lying in the puddle of his ice prison.
More like the "To Be Continued" Arrow from Jojo appears right after this talk.
Ha.
The poor warlock keeps getting pulled in deeper…he’s a Hexblade Warlock who’s been possessed by an Abyssal presence…so he cuts a deal with Levistus, to cure him.
But then Asmodeus finds out what Levistus is up to, and puts a stop to it.
The warlock walked in on Asmodeus standing over Levsistus’s shriveled body lying in the puddle of his ice prison.
More like the "To Be Continued" Arrow from Jojo appears right after this talk.
Ha.
The poor warlock keeps getting pulled in deeper…he’s a Hexblade Warlock who’s been possessed by an Abyssal presence…so he cuts a deal with Levistus, to cure him.
But then Asmodeus finds out what Levistus is up to, and puts a stop to it.
The warlock walked in on Asmodeus standing over Levsistus’s shriveled body lying in the puddle of his ice prison.
So…yeah.
Well, at least one archdevil is dead
Oh, ho ho ho ho…no.
No, Levistus is not getting off that easily.
Oh good, because it would not really be lawful evil to just kill him. That’s more chaotic evil or neutral evil. Lawful evil would probably be more social downfall.
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(party swiftly decimates a small group of duregar)
Guard Captain: “That was…wow. That went surprisingly well.”
Warlock: “Not bad for only twelve seconds, eh?”
“I am quickly learning that subtlety is probably not the best approach for you.”
[DM Voice]: Yes. That's how magic wielding priests work.
More like the "To Be Continued" Arrow from Jojo appears right after this talk.
warforge druid (me)who was abandoned and left for dead in a swamp for years before joining a party to save the world.(a cranky transformer who spoke in third person)
"ataru thinks you air-breathers only care about gold" . another time " ataru blames air -breathers for this situation " and " ataru will never understand air-breathers" . hahaha
(HK-55 from swtor refers humanoids as meat bags , my druid refers everyone as air -breathers)
he had a slight dislike of humanoids because of being left in a swamp for years , but at the end of the campaign he grudgingly admits not all air-breathers are bad . lol
Ha.
The poor warlock keeps getting pulled in deeper…he’s a Hexblade Warlock who’s been possessed by an Abyssal presence…so he cuts a deal with Levistus, to cure him.
But then Asmodeus finds out what Levistus is up to, and puts a stop to it.
The warlock walked in on Asmodeus standing over Levsistus’s shriveled body lying in the puddle of his ice prison.
So…yeah.
Hafling Bard: I roll to seduce the flower shop girl.
Half Elf Cleric: This town must be cleansed of heretics
Eberron campaign again.
DM (Me): As your extremely worn vehicle (the Magi-Tank) slowly makes its way across the Mournland, on the evening of one uneventful day of travel, just as the sun begins to set behind the Mistwalls, in the distance, a large, metallic, winged figure blocks rises into the air, blocking off a part of the sun. Through the dim light of the Mournland, you can barely make out a vaguely-draconic silhouette, with a large, humanoid figure on the back of it.
Warforged Artificer (Lucky Laughter): If this is who and what I think it is, I'm going to kill you.
DM (gives a small "evil DM" smile): The metal-draconic form begins to dive down towards you, originally starting 1,000 feet directly in front of you, about 500 feet in the air. As the two figures gets closer, you can begin to make out more details of their appearances. York, make a Perception check.
Firbolg Monk (York): Umm, 21. Does that work?
DM: Your first realization is that both of the forms, that of the metallic dragon and its rider, are much, much larger than they appeared at first. You realize that the dragon is Gargantuan, and its rider is Huge.
York: Welp, we're dead. What else?
Lucky Laughter: Is this what I think it is? This is different than what I thought . . .
DM: The second thing you realize that neither of these figures looks . . . organic. At first you assumed that it was some type of true metallic dragon, but upon closer inspection, you can see that this dragon is truly made of metal, with slightly-exposed wires, dragonshards, and some loose panels of metal on the wings. The rider . . . is completely made of metal, as well, appearing to be some kind of Warforged, possibly a Warforged Titan.
Lucky Laughter (suddenly realizing that he has no idea what this is, and it must be one of my overpowered homebrew creations): I have no idea what this is.
York: That's always a good sign. (He said this sarcastically.)
DM (another small evil DM smile): And just as your eyes focus on the mech-dragon-rider, you notice something. Something you have seen before. Jutting from the back of this huge Warforged are ginormous metallic blades, sticking out and forming strange "wings" of blades. You get a feeling that you should know where this is from. . .
Lucky (mouth open-wide from realization of what I'm putting them through): We're dead! What the heck is this thing!?!? Obviously it's The Lord of Blades, and he's apparently discovered how to create a giant Mech-Dragon that uses dragonshards, and has somehow grown to the size of a Warforged Titan, but I have no idea how this thing works!!! (in-world, or mechanically, he meant) We're level 15, these things are probably at least CR 20 each, and the highest CR monster we faced was only CR 18, and that was with our Magi-Tank being at full hit points! How the heck are we supposed to survive this!?!?
DM (evil-DM-smile in full-force): Roll for initiative.
(P.S. for the Mech-Dragon, I used modified Chardalyn Dragon stats, and for the God of Blades, I gave the Warforged Titan the features that the The Lord of Blades has, with a few modifications to his weaponry. The party managed to survive the encounter, and severely wound both enemies, but both enemies escaped.)
Please check out my homebrew, I would appreciate feedback:
Spells, Monsters, Subclasses, Races, Arcknight Class, Occultist Class, World, Enigmatic Esoterica forms
Reminds me of a session from a few editions ago:
Player: "Wait. Are you sure? Is it Az-MOE-dius or Az-mo-DAY-us?"
DM: "You really want to ask a Devil if it's pronouncing its own name correctly?"
Human. Male. Possibly. Don't be a divider.
My characters' backgrounds are written like instruction manuals rather than stories. My opinion and preferences don't mean you're wrong.
I am 99.7603% convinced that the digital dice are messing with me. I roll high when nobody's looking and low when anyone else can see.🎲
“It's a bit early to be thinking about an epitaph. No?” will be my epitaph.
I firmly believe that if it could be used to manipulate a verbal contract, a devil would mispronounce their name all the time.
Mom come pick me up I'm scared
Life is very busy unfortunately, gone from most Pbp's indefinitely.
If you'd like to contact me, I am on Discord at GreatAxeblade#7595, always happy to chat :)
Homebrew races: ~Otterfolk! Play as a otter!~ Playable Dryad! (Literally just the monster sheet ported to player race)
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That does make sense. That gives me an idea for two rival devils with really similar names who only do verbal contracts and shift all the responsibilities (but not the actual benefits) onto the other one.
This isn't actually a signature, just something I copy and paste onto the bottom of all my posts. Or is it? Yep, it is. Or is it..? I’m a hobbit, and the master cranial imploder of the "Oops, I Accidently Destroyed Someone's Brain" cult. Extended sig. I'm actually in Limbo, it says I'm in Mechanus because that's where I get my WiFi from. Please don't tell the modrons, they're still angry from the 'Spawning Stone' fiasco.
No connection to Dragonslayer8 other than knowing them in real life.
Sixth level party of Ferrin (half elf wizard), Sister Serena (aasimar cleric), Venn (tiefling sorcerer), Xanlar (half elf paladin), and Nu (axolotl shifter druid), plus NPCs Phillip (human ranger) and "the kobold" (who's name we still haven't learned).
DM: "The goo creature takes an attack of opportunity on the bugbear and hits."
Ferrin: "Is it like a really bad sounding wet slap?"
DM: "Yes. Whap!"
Ferrin: "Gross. And awesome. I'm glad it wasn't me."
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Serena: "Stealth? I'm hovering fifteen feet in the air on wings made of sunlight and radiating sparkles."
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Creepy Wizard: "Enough tricks! *grumbling* Stupid counterspell..."
Serena: "Your turn's coming, pal!" *Lights up the bugbear next to the wizard with a guiding bolt and finishes him off with her spiritual weapon*
*Wizard casts invisibility and disappears*
Serena: Dammit!
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Nu disengages from melee and retreats from some bugbears, largely acting as a healer for most of the fight.
Bugbear: "Don't run from me, slimy pink thing!"
Next turn...
Nu: "Still running!"
Ferrin: "Are you just running around screaming through the swamp?"
Nu: "Pretty much!"
Bugbear: "Get back here!"
Nu: "Nope!"
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Nu cast healing spirit which was described as "like a big blob of that breathable gel stuff."
Serena (ooc): "You mean like the stuff they filled Ed Harris's suit with in The Abyss?"
Nu (ooc): "Uh, is that like a movie or something?"
Serena (ooc): "How old are you?" *Proceeds to very briefly describe the classic 1989 sci-fi film to someone who wasn't born until about thirteen years after it's release*
Nu (ooc): "Oh, that sounds kind of cool."
Serena (ooc): "It is. You need to watch it. Now I feel old."
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After combat ends, Nu notes there are two rounds left on his healing spirit.
Nu: "Everybody get in the gel!"
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Serena (ooc): "Actually, for a change of pace Serena is the only one not covered in slime or goo of some sort, and all of the blood on her is her own this time."
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Serena (ooc): "Okay, this is also going to date me, but there was a D&D Saturday morning cartoon back in the eighties, aimed at children. It's occurred to me that this game is like a twisted, macabre version of that with light hearted characters like Serena the idealistic magical girl, the wisecracking kobold, and Nu, who is basically made of cuteness, who keep getting into dark and bloody fights full of graphic violence and death with truly horrible villains. I think it's awesome, and I'm not sure what that says about me."
Your stories are some of my favorites. I especially like Nu.
This isn't actually a signature, just something I copy and paste onto the bottom of all my posts. Or is it? Yep, it is. Or is it..? I’m a hobbit, and the master cranial imploder of the "Oops, I Accidently Destroyed Someone's Brain" cult. Extended sig. I'm actually in Limbo, it says I'm in Mechanus because that's where I get my WiFi from. Please don't tell the modrons, they're still angry from the 'Spawning Stone' fiasco.
No connection to Dragonslayer8 other than knowing them in real life.
PC 1: "And what do you believe of luck? Does it not play a part? Are luck and Fate not one in the same?"
PC 2: "Luck is just us perceiving miniscule changes in our surroundings in a negative or positive way. It's not an actual thing."
PC 3 (Telepathically to PC 2): You realize almost everything in the world is determined by die rolls, right?
The Circle of Hedgehogs Druid Beholder/Animated Armor Level -20 Bard of the OIADSB Cult, here are our rules. Sig. Also a sauce council member, but it's been dead for a while.
Yes
This Mug immediately shared with me a transcendental tale of an Infinite Mug that anchors the Universe and keeps it from folding in on itself. I filed this report under "illogical nonsense" and asked why its sign is in Times New Roman font, when it is basic knowledge that Arial Black is a far superior font. I wondered: How did this mug even get past the assembly line with its theistic beliefs and poor font choices?
quote from Romantically Apocalyptic by Vitaly S Alexius
Well, at least one archdevil is dead
Oh, ho ho ho ho…no.
No, Levistus is not getting off that easily.
Oh good, because it would not really be lawful evil to just kill him. That’s more chaotic evil or neutral evil. Lawful evil would probably be more social downfall.
This isn't actually a signature, just something I copy and paste onto the bottom of all my posts. Or is it? Yep, it is. Or is it..? I’m a hobbit, and the master cranial imploder of the "Oops, I Accidently Destroyed Someone's Brain" cult. Extended sig. I'm actually in Limbo, it says I'm in Mechanus because that's where I get my WiFi from. Please don't tell the modrons, they're still angry from the 'Spawning Stone' fiasco.
No connection to Dragonslayer8 other than knowing them in real life.