What is the best Schtick you've ever...

[Hand of Evil]

I've done a few with my PCs over the years, I had a wizard that would collect a finger from every enemy he killed, then he'd put them on a necklace and wear them around his neck (something similar was done in "Your Highness," but not with fingers...and was very funny in a crude sense).

Great until someone cast undead...damn worn fingers!

Mine, Halfling Ninjas called...The Feet! Based off Marvel comic's The Hand and wrestling. Attacked as a team, with acrobatic moves used smoke bombs (the smoke rose till it was about three feet off the ground). Their favorite move was always to attack below the belt, head to crotch, kick to crotch, flying kick to crotch, tieing shoes together, super glueing weapons...

 

[malcolypse]

About a decade ago, I had a group that regularly played a V:TM LARP. Now that we don't play anymore, I've been hankering to run a Malky 40's hard-boiled detective who's madness is that he constantly spews whatever he's thinking, noir voice-over style, about aloud without being aware of it.

Now I just need to find a group of V:TM players in my area that aren't worthless.

 

[Relique du Madde]

Relic "the red / mad" Stamford" - Was the basis of my username here. Relic was a CN bard who thought the best way to get a drop on his enemies would be to charade as an insane mage.

During his many mis adventures he gained a sahaugn archenemy, bilked a shop keeper of a bag of holding (and a bag of devouring) and created three Bardic Spells (Relic's flaming carrot, Relic's Feather Storm, and Relic's Feathering*).


* Flaming carrot conjures carrots that are infused with elemental fire that are launched at an unsuspecting opponent.
- Feather Storm conjures a 10x10+ cube of feathers that could be used to obsure an area or could be dumped onto someone.
- Feathering tarred and feathered a target.

 

[cignus_pfaccari]

In a short-lived epic 3.0 campaign, my half-dragon anthropomorphic tyrannosaur monk used Grimlock-speak, aka "Me Tolthrak think this plan foolish and unlikely to succeed." He wasn't *stupid* (he had a 16 Int...the DM kinda went crazy with stats, one reason the game was short-lived), but that was his natural way of speaking.

Unless he was freaked out, in which case he'd use normal diction.


And in our 4e Eberron-invades-Maztica game, my minotaur battle cleric made a show of overthrowing the native altars and telling enemy priests to renounce their false gods and he would spare their lives. Sadly, once I converted him from a regular battle cleric to a warpriest, I couldn't channel Teal'c nearly so much.

Brad

 

[TarionzCousin]

Or the day her dad met all 4 of the Beatles at a gas station in Foster City California (in the late 80's).

This is true. I was there. They were all in separate cars and all needed gas at exactly the same time.

 

[Dannyalcatraz]

Oryan77
Or the day her dad met all 4 of the Beatles at a gas station in Foster City California (in the late 80's).

This is true. I was there. They were all in separate cars and all needed gas at exactly the same time.

I bet John Lennon was quiet about the whole thing.

 

[Thunderfoot]

Had a 3.x Human Cleric named Konstintine Gregorov Barransky (KGB), everyone called him Ivan for short. - he took the martial weapons feat and used a hammer and sickle as his weapons.

"Da Komerade, I am wery glad to meet you. Now, please to be dying..."

Played him as dry as dust and that made for some great unintentional comic relief.

 

[Herobizkit]

One player had an old Marvel character that had Healing, Liquid Transmutation, Walk on Water, and Serial Reincarnation powers. He always wore white, had an impeccable beard, and was a carpenter by trade.

 

[Radiating Gnome]

A couple of PCs in my shared 4e Eberron campaign played a matched pair -- a Dragonborn Paladin, played pretty straight and true, and his kobold barbarian follower, named Snot, who had been rescued by the Paladin and who now served him faithfully.

Snot lived a pretty confused life, trying to balance his desire to emulate his Master (the paladin PC quickly had no other name than "Master"), a pathological fear of chickens, and a taste for human babies he could not resist.

Master's player got a little bored after a while and to accomodate his desire to change his character, he was trapped in a trasmorgrifier and became a warforged runepriest (albeit a dragonborn-shaped runepriest). This only added to Snot's confusion, and his passion to be like his master.

Later, to mess with Snot, I dropped in a tribe of halfling barbarians whose dinosaur mounts were feathered (they looked like big chickens). And a small sized doppelganger who posed as a baby. But, eventually, Master's player moved out of town and Snot retired shortly after -- he was just not quite as much fun without his straight man.

-rg

 

[Traveon Wyvernspur]

Great until someone cast undead...damn worn fingers!

Too true, but what if the character likes that kind of thing?