Celebrity cameos
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Well, many many years ago, back in the 80s, I based an NPC loosely on the peasant Dennis from Monty Python & the Holy Grail - you know, the "Help, Help, I'm being repressed!" guy? I didn't exactly do the same lines, but he was an outspoken communistic type with a chip on his shoulder. Almost 20 years later, at one of my former player's wedding in early 2003, he even remembered that NPC...
In a few Forgotten Realms games I was involved in, our PCs met either Elminster or Lady Alustrial (sp?) of Silverymoon. One of the other PCs even tried to hit on her, to which she reacted kind of bemused.
Another time, in a side adventure in a long term fantasy campaign, our DM sent us to another plane or alternate reality (or, maybe a distant past or future... he never really told us)... but, it was prior to the Star Wars-Phantom Menace coming out, and he had our regular D&D PCs encounter a small rebellion against a powerful, evil empire - complete with stormtroopers & a bad guy based on Darth Vader.
In a few Forgotten Realms games I was involved in, our PCs met either Elminster or Lady Alustrial (sp?) of Silverymoon. One of the other PCs even tried to hit on her, to which she reacted kind of bemused.
Another time, in a side adventure in a long term fantasy campaign, our DM sent us to another plane or alternate reality (or, maybe a distant past or future... he never really told us)... but, it was prior to the Star Wars-Phantom Menace coming out, and he had our regular D&D PCs encounter a small rebellion against a powerful, evil empire - complete with stormtroopers & a bad guy based on Darth Vader.
Aust Diamondew
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Once Adolf Hitler briefly showed up before being sent back to his appropriate plane. Don't try casting the gate spell in a wild magic field unless you know what you're doing 
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Gwaihir
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In a campaign I currently run, I had a previous character of a player in the current campaign, a 2e monk/psionicist pop in, run past the party shortly followed by a Bad dude,who asked which way he went, then ran after him and splatted him. A day or so later, A dwarven Druid popped in in a similar manner looking for him and let the party know that he was now a memeber of a group of planewalkers. The reaction of they player was great when he realized who the splatted guy was, and that he had given the bad dude directions on which way he went.
SpiderMonkey
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zen_hydra said:
Awesome. "Don't forget your motorcycle!"
Anyway, the PCs in one campaign I ran got to meet Melf after doing some services for some of his clanmates. They even got him to sign some of their spellbooks. Anachronistic? Probably. Fun? Definitely.
SpiderMonkey
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I know I already replied, but I just remembered this, and it's kinda precious...
A lllloooong time ago, when I was about 14 or 15, my little brother (who must have been around 11 or so) wanted to run a session for my friends and me. He had played occassionally with us, so we figured it could be fun.
It started out normally enough: we were hired to drive out a bunch of nefarious (if somewhat vague) creatures from their lair in the forest. Fair enough, and we were given a map as well.
Things started getting a little weird when the lair turned out to be accessed through a cute little door in a large tree (is this getting a little familiar yet?). We invaded the homey outer lair, only to be attacked by anthropomorphic, fully clothed, BOUNCING FREAKIN' GUMMI BEARS!!!!!ONE!!!ELEVEN! The looks of horror and shock we gave each other soon gave way to psychotic glee, as we dispatched the evil little things, slew their wizardly ring leader (Zummi), looted their gummi beary juice (potions of giant strength), and took the Great Book of the Gummis (apperently a powerful spellbook).
14 years later, my brother's still a very, very strange guy...
A lllloooong time ago, when I was about 14 or 15, my little brother (who must have been around 11 or so) wanted to run a session for my friends and me. He had played occassionally with us, so we figured it could be fun.
It started out normally enough: we were hired to drive out a bunch of nefarious (if somewhat vague) creatures from their lair in the forest. Fair enough, and we were given a map as well.
Things started getting a little weird when the lair turned out to be accessed through a cute little door in a large tree (is this getting a little familiar yet?). We invaded the homey outer lair, only to be attacked by anthropomorphic, fully clothed, BOUNCING FREAKIN' GUMMI BEARS!!!!!ONE!!!ELEVEN! The looks of horror and shock we gave each other soon gave way to psychotic glee, as we dispatched the evil little things, slew their wizardly ring leader (Zummi), looted their gummi beary juice (potions of giant strength), and took the Great Book of the Gummis (apperently a powerful spellbook).
14 years later, my brother's still a very, very strange guy...
jrients
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I ran a action adventure game where the crime lord of Hollywood, the mysterious Mr. W., turned out to be Christopher Walken. He didn't last long once he made an appearance on screen because one of the PCs brought a tanker truck full of jet fuel to the fight. Of course his body was never recovered...
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