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Yes I'm Evil - pre: any evil. Your evil character may make all the self-serving, nasty...even overtly malicious party-disruptive actions he/she chooses and no one may use out of game knowledge to complain about it or change their character's actions in game.

Yes I'm Chaotic - pre: any chaotic. Your chaotic character may make all the crazy, ridiculous...even campaign-derailing actions he/she chooses and no one may use out of game knowledge to complain about it or change their character's actions in game.

Greater Evil/Chaotic - pre: (Yes i'm Chaotic / Yes I'm Evil accordingly) The DM may not use your characters disruptive actions as cause to penalize you in any way. Further the DM must spend countless hours retooling his campaign with fresh material before every session in order to account for your disruptive actions in the prior session.
(This includes taking time to reroll PCs you have killed off directly or indirectly, making new adventure threads to replace the ones you derailed, and introducing plausible threads why the party should stay together.)

The party begins their adventure provided with separate back-stories as a group of slaves on a slaving ship headed to a large port. I roll random "fate rolls" for determining their fate. (roll 10,12) decide 2 members are sold to slave owners that pit them in a gladatorial arena. The third member gets a 2 on his "fate roll" (I roll secretly). So I decide a particularly cruel fate ...

He is happy to learn he has been purchased by an elderly wealthy noble. He is picked up by servants and carriaged to the estate where he is placed in fine quarters and cleaned up and fed fine food. He can't stop bragging to the other players who's characters are in their slave pens awaiting their next death match eating gruel. His bragging gets more obnoxious as the lord's barber feathers his hair and youths spray scented oils on him. I'm trying my hardest not to crack up as DM as the player still hasn't caught on when slave women dress him in fine silks of "lavender and pink". He is loving life and flirts with the women.

Finally he is brought to meet the Lord who is a senator, speculating on whether his half-elf will be a messenger, translator or second for the new lord. The player is let into the Lord's chamber by 2 large eunich guards. Where the lord seated on his bed starts to commend himself on finding a half-elf slave and how he has always admired the elven people and their culture. It goes on like this for a few moments of roleplay ... and the player is CLUELESS (mind we are all over 20). It's not till the Lord pats on the bed for him to come sit next to him that the sexual inclinations of the senator finally dawns on the player.

Priceless. No, the expression on his face was beyond priceless. Jaw on the table eyes opened like saucers like he just got caught on Punked. I can't hold character as the whole rest of the group starts busting up. The Lord presses the point (verbally not literally). I make him squirm very uncomfortably in roleplay dialogue with the Lord and his burly guards at the door for quite some time .. (he not knowing what the outcome will be and protesting VERY nervously in and out of character) ... for quite some time (nonstop laughing) before giving him an out (which yes he takes). Ahh .. sometimes DMs get to play too... ;)