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GM_Beernorg wrote:
Out-of-Game: I once had a player literally stand up, shout at the top of his lungs like a giant toddler, and rip up his character sheet. What caused this, well In Game, he failed an SR roll against a death knight, that was all. Threw his sheet like confetti and never returned.

And how's that a bad thing exactly?

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The tantrum unfortunately pretty much blew up that particular game session. Him not returning is not the bad part ;).


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...Holy SH*T.

This is what happens after people get their degree and go live off on their own!? Graduation suddenly seems a whole lot less appealing...

My own multiplying anxiety complexes aside, the amount of accidental pregnancies, heart attacks, murders, and general death in this thread is really quite alarming.


Hmm, another story, not as grim or bad as others...

In old days, some DM's had people go up against creatures that were far higher level...the idea being to avoid fights rather than get into them.

Well...this is a lesson on that to a degree, though it still feels like bait and switch.

We had a small party of two that were around 2nd or 3rd level. We were NG and LG. We heard a girl screaming and calling for help so we respond to find a guy trying to torture her...etc.

So, we intervene...and get killed by a 15th level guy.

Yeah...that sort of felt like a bait and trap...

It was what it was though...


Let's see, mine aren't nearly as bad, and generally are 3.0/3.5 related...

Back in high school, we had a D&D group where we would take turns being the DM. There was one DM who was notoriously bad at his duties. He allowed my character, for whatever reason, to have a hell hound and winter wolf pet - they were puppies, but it was also a low level campaign. Whatever. He later had us fight in a traditional sandy Colosseum with balls and chains around our ankles, which caused a little debate as to whether it would cause the metal ball to bog down in the sand.

We lost touch after I graduated high school in 2005, and I was informed by one of the other players that he passed away in his sleep in 2008 (he was younger than I was).

* * * * *

A second surreal session involved myself and my (now ex) girlfriend. This was her first session, and she rolled up a dwarven rouge that she wanted to play as a lady of the night, so to say. And so her dwarf tried to seduce my character.

There's a problem with this...in that my character was a winged prismatic dragonwrought kobold druid, who quickly turned down her advances. We had one other session after that, after which my ex and I parted ways, and she kept the gaming group by being closer.

* * * * *

The last issue I had was playing with family and friends of the family. I was a gnomish wizard, my mother was playing a kender rogue, and there were a few other characters. Me, I like to dive into my character, and do voices for them. Turns out the fighter of the group really hates the short races (and disliked shortness in real life, as he was a taller man...I don't understand the logic) and thus went out of his way to treat my character like dirt due to real life prejudice. Then again, the DM also forced my mother's character to take and put on a girdle of gender change, so that wasn't cool.

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SunstonePhoenix wrote:

...Holy SH*T.

This is what happens after people get their degree and go live off on their own!? Graduation suddenly seems a whole lot less appealing...

My own multiplying anxiety complexes aside, the amount of accidental pregnancies, heart attacks, murders, and general death in this thread is really quite alarming.

Mine all happened while I was in High School or College. Mostly while I lived with my parents. So...yeah.

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someone I love very much almost died when the guy she was dating had a seizure while driving. They are now married, the near death experience brought them closer together. He hadn't had a seizure in close to 12 years before then, and he was planning on telling her he was epileptic later on that week, as that had been dating for a while and things were going well.

In my experience, both professional and not, people with epilepsy are embarrassed greatly by it, and don't talk about it much. Noone wants to be seen as a freak or weirdo, or as a porcelain being that must be protected at all times. But this isn't something that should be kept to oneself, as people in that persons life need to he aware that they may need to make space for this person to seize at a moments notice.
It's an awful situation, but it's an even worse thing to surprise someone with.

I am reminded of Ian Curtis, lead singer of the band Joy Division. Depression over having epilepsy contributed to his suicide :/

I am glad your friend and her future husband survived, and that something that caused him so much shame became something that strengthened his relationship with the woman he would marry.

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Aranna wrote:
Thanks guys I am so choked up on old emotions now. Emotions I thought buried. He wanted to become a geologist so rock climbing was an important skill, for me it was something new and fun to try out since I was done with cheerleading. It was perfect timing for us to meet. The girl he used to climb with had fallen and quit rock climbing so we both needed someone to climb with. He was a great instructor and we quickly became friends. BUT it's time to stop crying in the bathroom and get back to work, I hear it's bad for morale if the employees see their manager crying.

I'm sorry my silly thread idea brought up these painful emotions. :(

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Dire Elf wrote:
Aranna wrote:
Thanks guys I am so choked up on old emotions now. Emotions I thought buried. He wanted to become a geologist so rock climbing was an important skill, for me it was something new and fun to try out since I was done with cheerleading. It was perfect timing for us to meet. The girl he used to climb with had fallen and quit rock climbing so we both needed someone to climb with. He was a great instructor and we quickly became friends. BUT it's time to stop crying in the bathroom and get back to work, I hear it's bad for morale if the employees see their manager crying.

I'm sorry my silly thread idea brought up these painful emotions. :(

Well, you *did* lead with a murder, after all...


Hama wrote:
I was the GM and one of the players was doing lines of coke (unbeknownst to the rest of us) every few hours.

There's a reason they call Beograde the party capital of Europe. I had assumed it was cheap booze, but...


Bjørn Røyrvik wrote:
Then he started getting all gropey - hands under the bra level - while snogging for all his tongue was worth.

Comrade Anklebiter would no doubt say "That's hawt!"


Caius The Disillusioned wrote:
Well, you *did* lead with a murder, after all...

Go easy on her.


DungeonmasterCal wrote:
Caius The Disillusioned wrote:
Well, you *did* lead with a murder, after all...
Go easy on her.

I think he's referring to dire elf, not aranna.


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I got nothin' on any of these. Mostly just funny anecdotes, not horrible ones.

My favorite story dates back to grad school. My landlord came in the apartment to fix the toilet one day while I was at class; I came back to a working toilet and a note taped to my Player's Handbook: "You need to quit Satan and look to the Lord!"

Or the time when I was a kid and someone told us that playing D&D would make us kill our parents and commit suicide. Someone told one of our friends the same thing about listening to Black Sabbath. So one guy comes up with a master plan: "Let's play D&D while listening to Black Sabbath!"

Disclaimer: Contra most of this thread, no one present ever killed their parents or committed suicide, to the best if my knowledge.

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I'm Hiding In Your Closet wrote:
Wei Ji the Learner wrote:


Stopped by police for 'gaming material' -- Back in the Dark Ages of Gaming (after a troubled person shot two of his friends and then blamed gaming for the cause) our area went from a 'modest' gaming presence to worse than dancing in 'Footloose'.
Still remember to this day being stopped by a police officer from a nearby community and the question "Do you have any dice or gaming materials on you?" came up as one of the questions. Thankfully, I didn't *at that time*, so it wasn't lying when I said 'no'.
When he requested to search my bag to verify it, and found a model kit for a P-51 Mustang he let me go without any further questioning. Still sticks in my head, though.
Holy bananas - I never knew it got to the point of actual law enforcement taking it seriously! Where did you live?

Actually, I just finished a 15 page argument paper on this for my rhetoric class final. Between Patricia Pulling and William Schnoebelen, the early eighties were hell for gamers. I just missed the time period, (Was born in 83) but reading through all of my research seriously brought to mind the book Fahrenheit 451. It was common practice for the cops to actively seek out gamers, and if they stopped a young male, that was one of the first questions they asked.


Freehold DM wrote:
DungeonmasterCal wrote:
Caius The Disillusioned wrote:
Well, you *did* lead with a murder, after all...
Go easy on her.
I think he's referring to dire elf, not aranna.

My mistake, but the sentiment still stands.


Awenydd83 wrote:
Between Patricia Pulling and William Schnoebelen, the early eighties were hell for gamers.

I was born in the early '70s. The early '80s were when we started getting really into D&D, and adults went bananas over it. A lot of schools were showing Mazes & Monsters as if it were a documentary. Of course, this is around the same time that people were convinced that most day care centers were run by satanic murder cults.


I got started in 1985, right at the height of the Satanic Panic. While gaming in a friend's dorm room someone slid a copy of Jack Chick's "Dark Dungeons" under the door and ran off down the hallway. We never did find out who did it.

Even now, in 2016, I'm 52 years old and I rarely talk about my hobby in public, because I live in the southern area of the Bible Belt. Just a few years ago members of the police's gang task force attended a seminar where the presenter told them that games like D&D led to the formation of organized gangs set out to vandalize and rob from people's homes.

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Kirth Gersen wrote:
Hama wrote:
I was the GM and one of the players was doing lines of coke (unbeknownst to the rest of us) every few hours.
There's a reason they call Beograde the party capital of Europe. I had assumed it was cheap booze, but...

It's mostly because of hundreds of venues that don't close at midnight. But yeah, that too.

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DungeonmasterCal wrote:

I got started in 1985, right at the height of the Satanic Panic. While gaming in a friend's dorm room someone slid a copy of Jack Chick's "Dark Dungeons" under the door and ran off down the hallway. We never did find out who did it.

Even now, in 2016, I'm 52 years old and I rarely talk about my hobby in public, because I live in the southern area of the Bible Belt. Just a few years ago members of the police's gang task force attended a seminar where the presenter told them that games like D&D led to the formation of organized gangs set out to vandalize and rob from people's homes.

And you're such a sweetheart - makes me wonder how you can stand it. If my family'd moved there in 2002, I'm sincerely convinced that at least one of us would be D-E-A-D by now (most likely me).


I'm Hiding In Your Closet wrote:
And you're such a sweetheart - makes me wonder how you can stand it. If my family'd moved there in 2002, I'm sincerely convinced that at least one of us would be D-E-A-D by now (most likely me).

Aww, shucks! Thanks... lol. It took years but my mother in law finally realized I wasn't drawing thaumaturgic circles and chanting in the dark corners of my house, but now she asks how my gaming is going.

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Removed a post and the responses to it. We know this topic will likely illicit strong negative responses, but this comment was over the line and frankly icked us out.


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Aw, man, that post makes me really want to be able to see what it was. What a tease!


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My Destroid pilots in Robotech were filthy disgusting agoraphobic messes, because if they stepped out to go pee, even once, they were sure to be attacked by Zentraedi/Masters/Invid.

It's better to live in squalor then die with your pants down.


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captain yesterday wrote:
It's better to live in squalor then die with your pants down.

That...that's beautiful, man.

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Kirth Gersen wrote:
Aw, man, that post makes me really want to be able to see what it was. What a tease!

Tell me about it!

*checks own post/Favorites/Favorites history*

Oh. Shucks, it was Rysky's Shakespeare-quality curse.

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DungeonmasterCal wrote:


Aww, shucks! Thanks... lol.

I mean it.

DungeonmasterCal wrote:


It took years but my mother in law finally realized I wasn't drawing thaumaturgic circles and chanting in the dark corners of my house, but now she asks how my gaming is going.

Not that there'd be anything wrong with that if you were!


I kinda feel left out. Despite also starting playing dnd in the early 80s, I have no satanic panic stories to share. Grew up in a small town of about 1500 people, 33 people in my graduating class. Strong Catholic community. Roped all my friends in grade school into playing red box dnd at one point or other.

Not once was I ever approached about the game being immoral or improper.


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Well, just so you feel like one of the rest of us --

"Get thee behind me, Satan! For my sword is Vorpal and my shield a bulwark against thee!"

"Son, yer goin' ta hell for saying Satan's name in a game."


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Thanks Cal, I feel much better. :)

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Molten Dragon wrote:

I kinda feel left out. Despite also starting playing dnd in the early 80s, I have no satanic panic stories to share. Grew up in a small town of about 1500 people, 33 people in my graduating class. Strong Catholic community. Roped all my friends in grade school into playing red box dnd at one point or other.

Not once was I ever approached about the game being immoral or improper.

The Satanic Panic stuff was mostly a protestant phenomenon. So...that's probably part of why.


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Deadmanwalking wrote:
Molten Dragon wrote:

I kinda feel left out. Despite also starting playing dnd in the early 80s, I have no satanic panic stories to share. Grew up in a small town of about 1500 people, 33 people in my graduating class. Strong Catholic community. Roped all my friends in grade school into playing red box dnd at one point or other.

Not once was I ever approached about the game being immoral or improper.

The Satanic Panic stuff was mostly a protestant phenomenon. So...that's probably part of why.

I bet you are right. The closest I ever came was when my parents asked me if I thought dnd was "real" as in people could really cast spells etc.

I told them no and that was the end of it.

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GreyWolfLord wrote:

Hmm, another story, not as grim or bad as others...

In old days, some DM's had people go up against creatures that were far higher level...the idea being to avoid fights rather than get into them.

Well...this is a lesson on that to a degree, though it still feels like bait and switch.

We had a small party of two that were around 2nd or 3rd level. We were NG and LG. We heard a girl screaming and calling for help so we respond to find a guy trying to torture her...etc.

So, we intervene...and get killed by a 15th level guy.

Yeah...that sort of felt like a bait and trap...

It was what it was though...

This actually reminded me of a particularly bad online PFS session I had. I'll try to make this as spoiler free as possible

Me and a group of 4 other people were making our way through an underground villain complex with the plan to search it and find out what he was doing. It consisted of an Archer Ranger (me), Abberant Sorcerer, second Archer Ranger with a viper, a Ninja Sorcerer, and Seelah. Seelah was the highest at 7, the rest of us were in the 3-4 ranger, and we ended up playing up.

The first thing we do? Split up and search for clues. The sorcerer and ranger stumble upon bad things that give them diseases, while the Ninja wanders deeper into the complex with no regard to any clues we stumbled across (such as a library and giant tanks of abyssal worms). Eventually, we make it to a sort of inner sanctum where Vroks begun throwing boiling goo on us. After we take care of them (and almost die) we find the villains desk, and pick up a statue that's on it. Then things really start going to hell (or, from the abyss, as it were).

The GM beings giving VERY OVERT clues that something bad was happening (insects fleeing, earth shaking, abyssal worms dying, etc.), so we all start running. We get back to the library before the statue speaks and says, "But *redacted* (name of the villain), what about your wish?" At this point, the ninja steals the statue, and begins running back to the thing, which turns out to be a Glabrezu and says, "I want my wish!". All of us but Seelah keep running, with Seelah staying in the library. The rest of us are blocked by some sort of flesh golems that we literally cannot hit or make it past, while the only one who can (seelah) runs back to help the Ninja. Fight the Glabrezu. 5 rounds later, we're all dead.

Now, all of this would just leave a bad taste in my mouth, but later I learn that Seelah and the Ninja were playing Dark Souls the entire time during the session.

I never played PFS with those two again, and to this day I get irrationally angry when I hear the words "ninja" and "sorcerer" in the same sentence.

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*makes notes about rolling a ninja/sorcerer*

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*makes notes about rolling a ninja/sorcerer*

Aw, dammit...


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captain yesterday wrote:

My Destroid pilots in Robotech were filthy disgusting agoraphobic messes, because if they stepped out to go pee, even once, they were sure to be attacked by Zentraedi/Masters/Invid.

It's better to live in squalor then die with your pants down.

In one particular space-opera type game it became a running gag that whenever we left the ship someone would sabotage/steal/rework the captain's chair/leave incriminating evidence/etc on or to the vessel.

Once was okay, twice was a thing, but when the game turned into half "...and now we check the ship one hundred percent for anything 'hinky'" and the other half "We're not getting off the ship. Never again." ...

It got so bad that at one point after we had uncovered a massive cache of robot soldiers, and we immediately put them to use defending the ship.

Woe betide the crimelord that tried to take that vessel. It actually became somewhat comical, because other criminal organizations decided that whatever the one person was after, the rest of them should be 'in on' too.

So while we're off gathering vital information for the organization we work for, our automated defenses are practically re-arranging the underworld for us.

We came back to the ship... and couldn't get back on because the bodies were piled too high!


Kobold Cleaver wrote:

My worst experience was at a recent convention.

It was actually quite a fun game! I was playing an elf cleric, I think. We were going to find an ancient inevitable in the middle of the desert. But things went south when a player showed up who wanted to play his own PC, rather than the pregens. This PC was a fairly cheesy Hellknight paladin who could "double-smite" Chaotic Evil creatures.

Now, I have nothing against optimizing, but there's a sort of attitude you can spot, y'know? That, "Look what I squeezed out of the rules, aren't I clever?" manner. He actually challenged the GM to see if he could land a scratch on his guy. He couldn't stop bragging about how invincible his character was. They could double smite. They could bring themselves back from the dead. They could autoheal themselves for immense damage. In fact, there were only two big holes in his build.

The first was that he didn't really understand how the rules worked. This was one of those PCs you build in HeroLab just to test the limits of the software. It was a mess of misunderstandings—even basic ones, like how many times he could Lay on Hands in a round or how being grappled works). I pity the guy who has to audit that paladin in PFS.

The second was that the GM had absolutely zero patience for this kid.

First combat, a big, bad Retriever shows up and starts making a fuss. The paladin singles that creature out, believing it is a demon he can deal his Insane Amounts of Damage to, and yells, "Come at me!"

It...comes at him.

We barely managed to save the guy after that (turns out he had no backup weapons for getting grabbed), and the GM took way too much glee in trying to teach that paladin a lesson. The player was literally daring the GM to try to kill his PC.

Later, we ran into a gang of goblins. And this is where things got bad.

See, in all the talk about rules, we often forget that teamwork is really the #1 factor in whether or not a party survives. I have never been in a TPK where the party did not at...

Wait, was this at Paizocon 2015? Was Steve Helt GMing?

Because I was at that table.

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DungeonmasterCal wrote:

I got started in 1985, right at the height of the Satanic Panic. While gaming in a friend's dorm room someone slid a copy of Jack Chick's "Dark Dungeons" under the door and ran off down the hallway. We never did find out who did it.

In case you weren't aware of it, this is a thing.

http://www.darkdungeonsthemovie.com/

It was produced by an acquaintance of mine, someone I have actually played D&D with a couple of times. =)


Dire Elf wrote:
DungeonmasterCal wrote:

I got started in 1985, right at the height of the Satanic Panic. While gaming in a friend's dorm room someone slid a copy of Jack Chick's "Dark Dungeons" under the door and ran off down the hallway. We never did find out who did it.

In case you weren't aware of it, this is a thing.

http://www.darkdungeonsthemovie.com/

It was produced by an acquaintance of mine, someone I have actually played D&D with a couple of times. =)

I love how many people in the comments for the trailer on Youtube think it's 100% serious. Hilariously good fun reading some of those.


Thanks for the hugs guys.
I try not to get too emotional, but when it was implied I killed my friend however indirectly... It shattered every emotional control I had. The worst part is probably the people at work probably think I was crying over my argument with my boss. So my authority is probably at an all time low. This will take a long time to repair, but I think I needed to cry so...


It's not the thread's fault Dire Elf. I guess I just wasn't prepared for that response.

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Here's another hug.

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*offers more hugs*


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~hugs~ Thanks guys.


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fed exs hugs to aranna's job


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Aranna wrote:

Thanks for the hugs guys.

I try not to get too emotional, but when it was implied I killed my friend however indirectly... It shattered every emotional control I had.

Don't beat yourself up. You didn't know, you even followed your friend's instructions (which means he didn't know either and he's the one who had the seizure disorder) and, realistically speaking, it was a pretty freak occurrence. There are a lot of things in life that can have life or death implications that aren't common sense at all and you can't be expected to just know them.

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