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Oct. 9th, 2007 12:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Last Saturday, my tabletop game reached levels of...well, honestly, I don't know. But there were too many soda-sporfling moments of just sheer joy and silliness that remind me why I love playing D&D.
I'll go ahead and preface our game. It's broken. Our core group of gamers consist of a half-silver dragon/kobold paladin/Vassal of Bahamut who is on a great quest to convert everyone to Bahamut, a dragonborn (formerly a goblin) cleric of Lathander and Tamara, a warforged monk/drunken master with a vow of poverty (who essentially is Bender from "Futurama"), a lesbian whisper gnome rogue/skull clan hunter with a fetish for both copper dragons and elves to the point where she's pimped out her sun elf girlfriend (hereafter called Dr Girlfriend) to a copper dragon just so she could have the kid she's always wanted, and a halfling rogue who has a penchant for dressing in drag (and looks better than the gnome) and flirting with the men. I told you. Broken.
Anyway, it's this core group that seems to have a thing for spouting off the stupidest stuff that we've come to love on
rpgquotes. Here's what we idiots came up with last game.
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(comments about mindflayers, tentacle sex, and dreadlocks)
DM: Jamaican mind flayers?
Kobold: Yeah, but imagine the weed you'd get from them!
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Kobold: Have you considered Bahamut?
Halfling: Yes, and then I sobered up.
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(Kobold off topic about Butte, Montana...this is typical)
Kobold: If you had sex in Butte, would you be having butt-sex, 'cause, I mean, sex in Butt...(trails off) And, if the boundaries extended upwards out that far, you could potentially have mile high butt sex.
Gnome: (face-palms, calls Kobold by pet name in a desperate cry, trying to shut up the player...yes, the players are in a relationship)
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I'm sure there were more, but half the time I was laughing so hard that I was shaking to the point where I couldn't pick up the pencil to write. I'm sure this will end up being a weekly event.
Crossposted to
rpgquotes.
Oh. And GIP.
I'll go ahead and preface our game. It's broken. Our core group of gamers consist of a half-silver dragon/kobold paladin/Vassal of Bahamut who is on a great quest to convert everyone to Bahamut, a dragonborn (formerly a goblin) cleric of Lathander and Tamara, a warforged monk/drunken master with a vow of poverty (who essentially is Bender from "Futurama"), a lesbian whisper gnome rogue/skull clan hunter with a fetish for both copper dragons and elves to the point where she's pimped out her sun elf girlfriend (hereafter called Dr Girlfriend) to a copper dragon just so she could have the kid she's always wanted, and a halfling rogue who has a penchant for dressing in drag (and looks better than the gnome) and flirting with the men. I told you. Broken.
Anyway, it's this core group that seems to have a thing for spouting off the stupidest stuff that we've come to love on
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(comments about mindflayers, tentacle sex, and dreadlocks)
DM: Jamaican mind flayers?
Kobold: Yeah, but imagine the weed you'd get from them!
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Kobold: Have you considered Bahamut?
Halfling: Yes, and then I sobered up.
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(Kobold off topic about Butte, Montana...this is typical)
Kobold: If you had sex in Butte, would you be having butt-sex, 'cause, I mean, sex in Butt...(trails off) And, if the boundaries extended upwards out that far, you could potentially have mile high butt sex.
Gnome: (face-palms, calls Kobold by pet name in a desperate cry, trying to shut up the player...yes, the players are in a relationship)
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I'm sure there were more, but half the time I was laughing so hard that I was shaking to the point where I couldn't pick up the pencil to write. I'm sure this will end up being a weekly event.
Crossposted to
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Oh. And GIP.