While sitting down for lunch, you feel a tap on your shoulder and turn to see a man in spectacles, seemingly in his early 20’s. He seems generic enough, black hair, white shirt, brown eyes, jeans. That is until you spot the wings folded upon his back. “Hi,” he says awkwardly, almost dropping the clipboard in his arms with a greeting wave. “Got a minute?”
He smiles uneasily, fearfully laughin a bit. “Oh. I-I see. You’re busy. I’ll just come back in five, three minutes.” He pauses for minute, doing some math with his fingers. “Oh, that would be too late. I just need you to sign this paper. I kind of, sort of, messed up your death certificate.” He taps the clipboard, which shows a contract with a single dotted line at the bottom.
I eat the paper and say "What death certificate?" /Jk
“The… the one in your stomach?” They look at their now empty hands with slight confusion. “I-I’ll just make another.” A new clipboard appears in their hand.
"Oh, thanks! Is this all you can eat? And how much do I have to pay for this?" I eat the new one. "I prefer maple to oak wood. More flavor. Oak is fine though."
“No! No. It’s not. I just need your signature before you start choking. If I don’t have it, it becomes a whole thing where ‘oh no, no afterlife can have you and you’ll forever haunt the place you died’. I’m just trying to fix a mistake from accounting. Doesn’t even have to be your real name. Just one people call you often.”
While sitting down for lunch, you feel a tap on your shoulder and turn to see a man in spectacles, seemingly in his early 20’s. He seems generic enough, black hair, white shirt, brown eyes, jeans. That is until you spot the wings folded upon his back. “Hi,” he says awkwardly, almost dropping the clipboard in his arms with a greeting wave. “Got a minute?”
He smiles uneasily, fearfully laughin a bit. “Oh. I-I see. You’re busy. I’ll just come back in five, three minutes.” He pauses for minute, doing some math with his fingers. “Oh, that would be too late. I just need you to sign this paper. I kind of, sort of, messed up your death certificate.” He taps the clipboard, which shows a contract with a single dotted line at the bottom.
I eat the paper and say "What death certificate?" /Jk
“The… the one in your stomach?” They look at their now empty hands with slight confusion. “I-I’ll just make another.” A new clipboard appears in their hand.
"Oh, thanks! Is this all you can eat? And how much do I have to pay for this?" I eat the new one. "I prefer maple to oak wood. More flavor. Oak is fine though."
“No! No. It’s not. I just need your signature before you start choking. If I don’t have it, it becomes a whole thing where ‘oh no, no afterlife can have you and you’ll forever haunt the place you died’. I’m just trying to fix a mistake from accounting. Doesn’t even have to be your real name. Just one people call you often.”
"Ok, so it's most I can eat." I pop another in my mouth. "What's the threshold? 90%? 80? 75? And anyways, I don't have a pen on me. I ate it." Cause I'm composed of morning but mouths and eyes and flesh and possibly stomach acid, I start looking over it while talking.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
On the prep round I cast true polymorph into a Solar and fly 150 ft up. All my minions prep their weapons and such
https://www.dndbeyond.com/monsters/5195208-solar
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solars are CR 21 and are therefore not valid targets to turn into via true polymorph, I don’t think!
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Oh. Bruv I'm stupid I thought it was 25. It's 20 for a level 20.
Okay, planetar 120 fly speed
https://www.dndbeyond.com/monsters/5195165-planetar
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I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
(Quick question, what's your weapon range?)
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Yep, shoots me 120 feet in the air, takes me out of the Planetar. I cast fly on myself and fly 60 more feet up (now 180 feet up)
My elephants move ten feet back then twenty feet forwards, and make 100 attacks in total
(Just gonna do 5 to hits and multiply the damage by 20)
If any attack hits, you are prone and they trample:
(X 10 cuz they only do it 1 time for each elephant. Make a DC 16 con save for each, if you succeed half damage):
187
171
166
176
177
To hit: 15 Damage: 297
To hit: 18 Damage: 283
To hit: 9 Damage: 302
To hit: 25 Damage: 307
To hit: 11 Damage: 312
And the gunners:
Gonna do 10 which means x5 for the gunners
To hit: 19 Damage: 4
To hit: 16 Damage: 7
To hit: 22 Damage: 5
To hit: 18 Damage: 9
To hit: 19 Damage: 9
To hit: 8 Damage: 8
To hit: 12 Damage: 3
To hit: 16 Damage: 4
To hit: 9 Damage: 8
To hit: 21 Damage: 6
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I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
(Bonus damage for the crit 4)
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I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“No! No. It’s not. I just need your signature before you start choking. If I don’t have it, it becomes a whole thing where ‘oh no, no afterlife can have you and you’ll forever haunt the place you died’. I’m just trying to fix a mistake from accounting. Doesn’t even have to be your real name. Just one people call you often.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
As soon as I fall to 0 HP I go to 1 instead and regain half my HP. Then I stand up and instead of fly I cast Cloud of Daggers 23
My allies still do their same actions.
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Ok, so it's most I can eat." I pop another in my mouth. "What's the threshold? 90%? 80? 75? And anyways, I don't have a pen on me. I ate it." Cause I'm composed of morning but mouths and eyes and flesh and possibly stomach acid, I start looking over it while talking.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
Ah didn't see this sry! Bye!
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
howdy fools
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That is my oh so glorious nickname according to drummer
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/adohands-kitchen/173323-barbarian-wars
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