I cast misty step out of there.

The material plane is exploding.

Good thing im on mechanus

you just fell 200 feet onto a razor sharp blade

I'm immune to Bludgeoning, Piercing, and Slashong.

You are being targeted by rays of every damage type, you have no spell slots or ability to cast spells, you have no freinds, and you have 73 hp and the lich is power word killing you.

I'm immune to Bludgeoning, Piercing, and Slashong.

You are being targeted by rays of every damage type, you have no spell slots or ability to cast spells, you have no freinds, and you have 73 hp and the lich is power word killing you.

I'm immune to Bludgeoning, Piercing, and Slashong.

You are being targeted by rays of every damage type, you have no spell slots or ability to cast spells, you have no freinds, and you have 73 hp and the lich is power word killing you.

The deity I worship intervenes and protects me from all damage and then kills my oppressors.

You're tied to a vibranium chair with an indestructible rope and lava is slowly rising.

I'm immune to fire damage

You are vulnerable to piercing damage and being barraged by heavy crossbows

I cast leomonds tiny hut and hide out in there, then cast plane shift and go to feywild. 

You are in an anti-magic zone and you are restrained and being attacked by 12,000 dragons, you have taken your action, reaction, and you are alone in a pocket dimension.

The Dragons are Golden Dragons. With my Draconic Bloodline from the Sorcerer Class (double charisma bonus for skill I'm proficient in when dealing with dragons) and levels in Bard (to again double proficiency bonus) I use Persuasion to call off the attack. 

You're a lv 1 character facing off against an owlbear.

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The Dragons are Golden Dragons. With my Draconic Bloodline from the Sorcerer Class (double charisma bonus for skill I'm proficient in when dealing with dragons) and levels in Bard (to again double proficiency bonus) I use Persuasion to call off the attack. 

You're a lv 1 character facing off against an owlbear.

 The owlbear is my fathers pet. I feed it food


your a commoner facing tiamat

Good thing it’s just a cool painting of Tiamat Im working on *adds another happy little head that could kill you*

you are a doctor and you just ate an apple

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*adds another happy little head that could kill you*

 I guess you're a dragon of Bob Ross lineage, eh?

The old saying is "An apple a day keeps The Doctor" away not "keeps a doctor away." As I am not a Gallifreyan, I'm fine. 

You are tasked with babysitting seven toddlers... for five hours... alone... and they just ate sugar.

I have the sleep spell at 9th level.

you just finished making your pit trap, but then you realize you are trapped inside. You don’t have rope.

You are a Druid and call a wild owl bear and get it 2 help you get out.

you are struck by lightning and you are wearing chain-male armor.

Good thing 9 out of 10 people survive lightning strikes. I don’t, so my cleric casts revivify.

You just killed a lich, but forgot about the phylactery, and the next day the lich and 15 undead break down your door and swarm you (you just got out of bed)

I am related to the lich, so it leaves me alone. I get the Zombies to pull me in my chariot back to my home realm.

Suddenly you can't see anything, and you don't know magic or have any items. On top of that, your slowly sinking in quicksand.

Luckily the quicksand is just the DM's plot-contrivance to get us into an underground chamber where we'll find the plot-centric knife designed to show us the location of another plot-centric device by using the big-bad-plot-battlestation from a previous movie quest as the location where the plot-centric knife will show us the plot-centric item located in that previously plot-centric-battlestation. 

You're out in the middle of a desert without any food, rations, and no spells. The vultures are circling in anticipation. 

i am a warforged. The vultures are circling a nearby corpse 

You were just tossed off of a Spelljammer ship

I shoot down the vultures with my bow and eat their meat and suck the moisture out of them.

You're in a room trapped with a possessed girl in a white night gown that wants to kill you.

Edit: my page didn't reload fast enough so I didn't see shrimpfriedbryce's post.

Good thing she is a 5 year old toddler, and I have lockpicks to get out

you just got shrunk to be 4 inches tall and are trapped in a glass jar slowly suffocating, and then a purple worm swallows the jar