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I play as a bard that is convinced that he and his dog, Freaky Constantina, are ninjas, and that ninja sing. So far, i've been mistaken as a ninja, a druid, a cleric, and David Bowie.
Porros Mina is Hedonismbot given flesh and cleric powers. We're taking a break from the JR game he's in and he just gets randier and worse the more time away we have.
I had a character, though not in D&D, named Vast Deathmaster. He was a barbarian and bit of a dim bulb. Vast always spoke in first person. ex:"Vast not understand what you say but he attack you now. Maybe your bloody corpse will say more...or not."
He was great fun to play because in the game system he was over powered but I played him such that he was even with everyone else.
There was also Billy-bob-Jon-Joe-Jim-Hatfield-McCoy: The Hillbilly Assassin. He carried a bag that had a random weapon in it that he had to use. It could be anything from a gun to a potato gun to a potato peeler to a potato.
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There was also Billy-bob-Jon-Joe-Jim-Hatfield-McCoy: The Hillbilly Assassin. He carried a bag that had a random weapon in it that he had to use. It could be anything from a gun to a potato gun to a potato peeler to a potato.
You are my spirit animal
In other words, that's a great idea! Made me laugh just thinking it
I briefly played Brother Thadeus, a pole-vaulting, singing monk who forsook his life of solitude to fight evil.
In a campaign I currently play in, one of the PCs is a Half-Orc Barbarian, raised by one of the Elf PCs. He thinks he's an Elf, tries to be stealthy like an Elf (he's doing well now. We just his 7th level, and his modifier is finally at +1), and even sings (terribly). It's hilarious to watch.
That player always comes up with some oddball quirk about his character, and then ramps it up to 11.
Thrank, A kobold (reskined gnome)Alchemist, who was an medical examiner and semiprofessional confectioner. He liked to offer pc and npcs alike snacks and treats and did so eagerly.
My last PC was a half-orc inquisitor who talked and acted like a "bro" when he was on down time. I explained it to the GM and other players as a
translation of super casual tone and use of slang.
I also played a mime bard and a Pun-mancer in some not serious at all sessions. I can't remember if it was 2e or 3.0.
In D&D I had a human Bard/rogue/psi-warrior who was really fun.
Everything he did aimed at two goals: Help his group and become famous.
He was Leif the magnificent, the splendid, the famous, the great the collector of wonderful names.
He always travelled in his cart pulled by his trusted war-pony. The cart was massively decorated and announced him as travelling artist.
VS humanoids he was quite effective but vs everything else he was only fun.
In the last such thread I mentioned my pair of "Everyman Heroes", level 10 characters with a mundane profession and fighting skills based on said profession.
So I had Joe the Carpenter, master of carpentry and Battle Ladder-fu, tripping his foes, beating them to death, and repairing houses! Fighter class.
Along with his buddy, "Ajent" Orange, the Lumberjack, fighting with his trusty Ripsaw Glaive and cutting back the encroaching floral menace mercilessly...while providing good lumber at low prices to the community (and his friend Joe)! Ranger class with FE: Plants and the Intimidation Feats (Cornugon Smash, Deadly Carnage, and so on). So he can scare the plants as he slices into them.
Short lived blaster Sorcerer I had (game collapsed, sadly), Rakshsasa Spawn Tiefling, Elemental Bloodline (long story, not important), and completely bonkers. Most notable in his short lived career was meeting an actual Rakshasa, being convinced the guy was his daddy, and completely thinking they were best buds when he was Suggested into sitting out the ensuing battle smoking Opium. I spent the whole fight roleplaying the random s~*@ he was doing while smoking and getting high while his buddies were having lightning bolts tossed at them and such.
"I attack the Rakshasa."
"I heal the Barbarian."
"I do the backstroke while blowing smoke rings."
After the fight he sobbed over the corpse for about 5 seconds before getting over it and stealing the man's leftover Opium as a memento. Started to amass a good drug collection from there, because "It's what daddy would have wanted.", having Pesh and Dream Spider Venom and pushing it on everybody at every opportunity.
But that's about where the game ended, so ah well.
A current character is either funny or tragic depending on mood. It's a post apocalyptic Cthulhu-y game. Guy's a Haunted Dark Tapestry Oracle, went nuts and killed his wife after the Old Ones showed themselves and slowly got over it. So he sees his wife all the time, doing stuff.
So part of the time he's fairly lucid, sometimes he stark raving nuts (mostly in combat, he shows no mercy), and the majority of the time I'm trying to figure out how to work song lyrics and pop culture references into the incantations for spells, and he's talking to his wife about everyday things like she's still alive.
"Yes dear, I did tell him to watch his mouth or you'd wash it out with soap."
"Wow is she hot. Err, uh, not nearly as stunning as you though, darling."
And so on.
Fun character, and pretty effective too.
Well I did run a Merfolk Bard named Ariel once, and no, it was not an aquatic campaign. I had a flying fish bowl (effectively a re-skinned Flying Cauldron).
Heavy Metal Elven Bard. Back in Eberron played a dragonmarked elf who was usually pretty stealthy and all around a bard, until he pulled out his greatsword (we used weapon group proficiencies) and started hacking away. Best part was he wore scale mail made from dragonskin and the only reason he had leadership was to have groupies. If only that game had started I would have loved my Elven metal rocker.
I want to play a goblin monk that flurry with his bite and uses roll with it feat plus a reach weapon.
I had a lot of fun playing an Asmodean Heretic who promoted Asmodeus as the god of Lawyers and Contracts.
I was in the process of creating a LN Branch of the Asmodean church in Korvosa when the campaign abruptly came to an end due to the rest of the party getting horribly killed by Wraiths.
Even managed a land deal for a new church, signed in triplicate.