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@nifty-dnd
cooking up something powerful.
LET OP COOK
tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit
The full set!!!
then everything changed when the fire nation attacked.
i am looking at you, new ttrpg players. i am looking you in the eyes. you do not need to be like the professional players. it's okay if you can't do voices or stutter or need to pause to think about what you're going to say or how your character would act. we are doing this for fun. gaming should never stop being fun
druids attuning to the landscape they're in and their spells changing accordingly is the coolest fucking druid shit i've ever heard
Servant: Your highness, a party of adventurers has answered your call for help.
King: Excellent. What are they like?
Servant: One of them is a dragon-lady.
King: Interesting. Those are rare around these parts.
Servant: Another is a goblin paladin.
King: Not a role you usually see goblins in.
Servant: A third is a purple-skinned tiefling.
King: I didn't even know they come in that color.
Servant: The last one is a sapient gelatinous cube.
King: What. How did these four even meet?
Servant: They met in a tavern two hours ago, apparently.
Queen: My love, please return to bed.
King: *pacing* Why would a gelatinous cube come to a tavern? Can it even get drunk? How did it fit through the doors?
BRB, writing an essay arguing that, since the number of people doing character build theorycrafting is anecdotally much greater than the number of people engaged in active group-based play at any given time, Dungeons & Dragons in its modern form should properly be classified as a solo journalling game.
Writing a followup essay arguing that the set of activities which have become institutionalised in D&D's contemporary culture of play as "GM prep" actually constitute a distinct solo game which is only peripherally related to the group-based game it's ostensibly preparing for.
Going on a tangent about how the deficiencies of 5E's GM tools can only fully be understood by recognising that, while previous iterations of the game at least dimly understand GM prep as a form of play, 5E as a text conceives of the GM not as a fellow-player, but as an unpaid employee whose job is to maximise the number of people playing D&D.
@nightmare-chaser replied:
Unironically made me reconsider how i was writing the gm side of things for my ttrpg
Yeah, "the GM is a fellow player, so if your game expects the GM to do prep, that prep must be understood as a form of play" isn't, like, rocket science ā a great many RPGs manage to figure it out it intuitively ā but laying it out explicitly like that can be a good reality check.
G⦠gender roles? [I open my hand, confused, and reveal a fistful of dnd dice] Which one do I�
You get it
Are they like..... Yknow.... [Goes to do a hand gesture but forgets I'm a wizard and I accidentally cast Lv50 lightning bolt]
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Servant: Your highness, a party of adventurers has answered your call for help.
King: Excellent. What are they like?
Servant: One of them is a dragon-lady.
King: Interesting. Those are rare around these parts.
Servant: Another is a goblin paladin.
King: Not a role you usually see goblins in.
Servant: A third is a purple-skinned tiefling.
King: I didn't even know they come in that color.
Servant: The last one is a sapient gelatinous cube.
King: What. How did these four even meet?
Servant: They met in a tavern two hours ago, apparently.
Queen: My love, please return to bed.
King: *pacing* Why would a gelatinous cube come to a tavern? Can it even get drunk? How did it fit through the doors?
All-cubes party
Which character would you play?
Dragon-lady
Goblin paladin
Purple-skinned tiefling
Sapient gelatinous cube
Listening to the football game my father-in-law has on while I eat my lunch.
Announcer: "-aaaaand the Ball is at the 30 yard line-'
my brain: *Riz Gukgak is sprinting across this human-filled real life football field*
I think itās so funny that in the mythical world of Fantasy High there are still STDās that can be transferred to people through blood. This is a thing you never thought you had to worry about before, and now you have to get tested once a month in order to use healing magic at work because one time you gave your in-law the Shadow Catās curse during a blood transfusion ritual and it almost ended the world.
One guard lies. One guard tells the truth. One guard thinks he's telling the truth but operates from deeply unsound epistemological principles that were inculcated by his elders to steer him to specific predefined conclusions, he's not lying but nothing he says is as actionable as he thinks it is. One guard is honest but he's got that thing where he keeps confusing your left and right with his left and right, and even when it's just him he's always got to stop and think for a second to remember which is which, and long story short he's never once said the correct door on the first try. One guard says whatever the first guard to speak says because he's afraid of being left out. One guard claims the opposite of whoever was first to speak because he's a contrarian. One guard does that fuckass postmodern "what is truth" song and dance because he doesn't actually know which door is the correct one, he lost the briefing packet and for obvious reasons he can't pick a door to check in person. Defeats the whole point if you can come back
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Today's aesthetic: when a cat decides it's going to make a very difficult or precise jump, spends several minutes examining the problem from all angles and warming up its muscles and minutely adjusting the positions of its paws and such, then proceeds to totally eat shit.
Me/my character today playing in my first session of my first game of ttrpg ever š¤¦š¤¦š¤¦