worst moment in D&D

[kitsune1842]

2nd Edition game. I (male, just to clarify) was playing a male Elf character. My friend (also male) was playing a female Elf character. Somewhere along the way, my friend decides that his character is becoming attracted to mine and begins playful banter and flirting. I gently drop hints that I'm not interested in role playing out such a thing but the behavior continues. When he starts to see that I'm not really playing along, he brings an arguement before the DM saying that because of his character's good charms and attractiveness, there should at least be a chance that my character would fall for his. The DM actually agrees and asks me to roll a Wisdom check versus the other character's Charisma check. Of course, I fail and the DM says that my character is now smitten and I must role play out falling for the other character. I don't recall the game lasting much longer beyond that session.

Eeee, yeah that is just the point to put the foot down and say no. There is more to love lust, and attraction than looks. Who knows, your Elf could have been a chubby chaser, or a closet furry, or maybe had a true love that holds his heart that he has not seen for years but had a soul so pure no woman could ever measure up.

That, or if your secure in your masculinity, claim he was already in love with a orc crossdresser named Thogg. I have had that kinda situation come up in games, usually it is played in fun and not forced like that, and the best way to kill it is reveal the character has tastes that make everyone so uncomfortable that the conversation is dropped and never picked up again.

[Webhead]

Man that sux. That's one of the reasons I usually don't allow PvP rolling as a DM, sometimes there is the exception, but it usually turns out bad.

Indeed. As a general practice, I have always followed the advice given in most RPGs that PC-to-PC social interaction should never involve dice, but this scenario definately sealed the deal for me.

The funny thing is, I wouldn't have been so put-off by the whole thing if I hadn't been forced to "roll" for it. Had it just remained a background role playing element, I could have coped in my own way and perhaps even have turned it into a gag as Kitsune suggests.

[CobraKai]

The worst moment I had was when our party robbed a magic shop and got back to our hideout to split the loot one player got a magic carpet, And I had the other that was beside it when we tried to use them my fellow thief's worked great but my character's ended up being a carpet of smothering and killed my character because we didn't have a wish spell to release him. He was 12th level and such a great thief/Assassin until that turn of bad luck
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Eeee, yeah that is just the point to put the foot down and say no. There is more to love lust, and attraction than looks. Who knows, your Elf could have been a chubby chaser, or a closet furry, or maybe had a true love that holds his heart that he has not seen for years but had a soul so pure no woman could ever measure up.

That, or if your secure in your masculinity, claim he was already in love with a orc crossdresser named Thogg. I have had that kinda situation come up in games, usually it is played in fun and not forced like that, and the best way to kill it is reveal the character has tastes that make everyone so uncomfortable that the conversation is dropped and never picked up again.

Orc crossdresser That's hilarious

[Razmus]

Orc crossdresser That's hilarious

Funny - until you remember that orc women don't wear clothes.

[kitsune1842]

Funny - until you remember that orc women don't wear clothes.

Thogg worse clothes. Funnier that way. Just imagine the large male Orc Barbarian in a evening dress. "Does this make Thogg butt look big?"

[Oldgamer]

Funny - until you remember that orc women don't wear clothes.

That's a picture I didn't need

[Thelrain]

I join this campaign to play for once ( usually DM) and I play a dual weilding elven fighter. I was new to the group and I'm more of a role-player than roll. I am more story driven than rules.

This DM's friend is playing and a warrior and he took advantage of some loop-hole in the rules where he is armed with magical bracers that lets him fight as if unarmed, they are spiked and do 1d8 damage plus strength, which he has a girdle of giant strength, and never provokes attacks of opportunitues and has about 6 attacks per round. While all good and all rules per se but the player decides he needs to one-up me and his character turns all macho and picks a fight with my elf. Our characters end up fighting and he kills off my pc. I had been there at the DM's house for about 30 minutes and left and never came back. I don't think we ever got out of the starter town.

I think that was actually the last time I P&P'd any role playing game.

[templeorder]

I do recall there was a moment in Ravenloft. Our characters just realized that they had been hired as watchmen by a town full of were creatures. We were given silver weapons with which to keep the peace. When we realized that we had barely enough levels to survive a few rounds with were creatures - even being able to hit them with silver, we started to discuss how we would get even fro them duping us. We discussed murder, deceit, arson, and theft. By the end of the conversation, the land had responded and the GM just told us "forget it, you are embraced and will become permanent fixtures here"... I guess he figured the paladin (now fallen) would keep us on the straight and narrow... ha!

[traesin]

Ravenloft is a great place to make players cringe. One of my old DM's made us play there every Oct. Boy did we dread that month.

[Grandore The Giant Killer]

You want stupid stories? I got stories for ya! Believe me! Luckily I tend to be one of the more intelligent "think things through" players. Wish I could say the same about the others.

One of the worst games for me was with my Rogue/Ranger. Now when we started we were all captured and placed in these carnival style carts and were auctioned off or executed because we were considered as "freaks". Well I escaped completely busting out the wooden wall. I got my character leveled up and got a Bow Of Wintermoon and some Raptor Arrows to go with it. This character was armed and dangerous. That was until I was walking through the woods and ended up getting a dart in my ass from a sneak attack. I wake up in dejavu all over again in a cart. Although this time they decided to make it a metal cart I couldn't bust out of. I also was completely balls ass naked. So I was auctioned off to some female Tiefling. I was walked onto her boat and one of the guards said "What should we do with his stuff?" She said. "Meh get rid of it. He won't need it." And with that being said they thrown my weaponry and armor into the damn ocean. Like I wasn't already on the verge of exploding then came up this statement. "I bought you so you can be freed" Oh I completely blown a fuse at this point. "I ALREADY WAS FREE UNTIL THIS CRAP HAPPENED YOU RETARD! GET ME BACK MY STUFF B!TCH!" Well I would've jumped in to attempt to get my armor and weaponry but convenienty in the water was a well placed collosal sized Leviathan who is always in the mood to eat whatever living thing happens to jump in. I to this day refuse to call that NPC by her proper name. I simply call her Retard.


Another horrible moment in D&D was this time we had this kid come over and play. Well he was completely new and had no idea what he was doing. we were in a dungeon where there were 2 Giant stone Minotaurs. this idiot gets himself killed when he throws a rock at one of them and it lets out a roar. Here comes the second one barreling in. He comes running back to the group. We're running for our lives. Next thing ya know we have 2 stone Minotaurs, 2 Stone statues of Dwarves with thunder hammers, 2 stone Giant Gnomes with flaming swords, and to put the icing on the proverbial WTF cake about 4 Juggernauts were following us as well. Eventually we had a huge fight cloud break loose where all the monsters started fighting eachother after they got mad for accidentally hitting the wrong person.


and the most horrible out of them all was the time we were in the middle of a nice friendly game and our DM lets out this fart and on the flatulent scale this one was off the charts on the stink meter. It was enough to send his pet cat running for cover.

DM: Ok you come across a *Insert loud fart here*

Me: OH FOR THE LOVE OF PEYLOR!!!

(Everyone runs out of the house gasping for fresh air.)

[traesin]

omg lol
Those are great. I know about the fart thing. If we fed our Dm eggs....Green gas cloud. I worked with him too at a grocery store. he'd do it at work then walk over to my aisle grinning. then we would wait till we heard a customer start gagging.

[Manes]

I never mind a PC thief in the party but hands down the worst game I ever played was the one where we had invited a new player to our game table and he absconded with my Players handbook, complete psionics handbook and Dark Sun rules. Boo.
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The worst it ever was for my Character...
Playing Ditnor the Archmage, a 18th(?) level at the time mage was wearing his brand new robe of eyes when on and adventure where he was shrunken and injected into another creature (ala innerspace). the robe was awesome until while flying over the lake of stomach acid the robe reverted to its true form, a Robe of Powerlessness, resulting in a nasty plummet into the pit. Acid damage sucks!