Punch-up: We obviously need a boys night! For just us lads!
Golem: I’m down for that.
Sonar: what would we even do? Most places I go to wouldn’t let Golem in.
Waterboy: W-We could…play DND!
Flambae: No one wants to play your little nerdy ass ga-
Waterboy: *as the Dm*- you watch h-helplessly as Jolly, th-the gnome bard you’ve all come t-to know and love, the man who sang s-songs for you and cooked your meals, be l-lifted by the Lich and f-flung across the r-room.
Waterboy: upon impact y-you hear..*snaps pencil in half*
Flambae: Herm you sick fuck…
Waterboy: h-he’s alive b-but unresponsive.
Flambae: fuck this. I cast fireball on that Lich bitch. *rolls a nat 1* Fuck!
Waterboy: Y-You miss and h-hit your artificer friend.
Robert: Gee thanks asshole. Learn to aim next time.
Waterboy: Robert y-you take 5 points of fire da-damage.
Robert: *sighs and writes new numbers down*
Punch Up: Can I hit the lich with my hammer? No wait, im playing a dwarf. I throw my hammer at the lich. *rolls* 14.
Waterboy: W-Well it hits! But now y-you’re unequipped.
Sonar: i use eldritch blast on the lich. *rolls* I got an 8?
Waterboy: It h-hits but t-the lich doesn’t s-seem too phased.
Phenomaman: I go forth and punch the lich in its undead head! *rolls a nat 20*
Sonar: LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOO!!!
Waterboy: A-As your fist connects to t-the lich’s s-skeletal head, you hear c-cracking noises. T-the face starts t-to cave in as y-your fist forces I-itself in deeper.
Waterboy: T-The lich’s head g-goes flying, bits of skeletal sh-shrapnel flying in e-every direction.
Waterboy: t-the lich is dead, a pile o-of bones and robes on the g-ground.
Waterboy: a-and you h-hear groaning f-from across the room. You all l-look over a-and see Jolly s-sit up in a daze.
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