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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Templetroll" data-source="post: 1189729" data-attributes="member: 2201">Way back when, I had my gaming group over and one guy went out to his car to smoke a joint.  When he came in he claimed he was ready to GM and promised us a great time.  We didn't quite believe it.  Shortly after he sat down I proclaimed myself his quasit familiar.  I climbed up on the arm of the chair; I perched there, looming over him and picking through his hair like a monkey whispering, "Kill them...kill them all..."   it was a chair in the living room, with wide, padded arms, so you know how someone my size was able to "perch". He busted up laughing which those who met me at the gaming day can certainly understand why.  At any rate, he gave up trying to Gm and we had a good session in someone else's world.</blockquote>