the Jester said:
Old skool 1e Vampire: the Masquerade...Oops, dead grave digger Nosferatu.
I didn't know WoD applied...
Our GM loved mage, but we were all playing vamps, so we did a lot of being bullied around and such. The party was involved in international intrigue that led us to a remote lab in Argentina where we, it turns out, set off some kind of time-bomb. That is, a giant bomb went off and everything in the balst radius went way back in time.
My tremere char was the only one that didn't go, he was out of range. So the other vamps go back in time to ancient south america, where they basically head north towards the maya to take over their civilization. I rolled up a Tzimetsi, who they met as the resident 'god of war' for a medium sized village. (When I made the char the GM and I had lengthy discussions about how no vampire could beat a werewolf in melee, ever) They basically made a deal with me and I allowed them to flesh out the rest of my pantheon as it were. So they are teaching my maya about technology, teaching them physics and mathmatics and agriculture and hygeine. My tribe has a population explosion and we are quickly taking over neighboring tribes and getting powerful. My char feels like he has lost control. He takes his elite warriors (twisted to be better fighters) and leaves the party/city telling them that 'the god of war will return at the end of fall and will leave no (person from their city) alive.'
My guy wasn't that smart, and was rather feral and combative. He also had three or four ticks in fleshcraft, so he could assume the form of the beast, and celerity. I just said he was a tough thuggish guy who was quickly overshadowed by smart people, and they hate that, so he responded in the only way he knew how, terrible violence.
So my char returns just before winter, as promised, and the party knows we are coming well in advance because they are very prepared. They even have a whole battlefield area cleared and have even 'hired' a werewolf as a heavy because they knew I could kill everyone with my bare hands.
So we square off, I have 12 ghoul warriors and they have thousands of trained warriors (they were teaching them tae-kwon-do and advanced military tactics) and a BIG werewolf.
I stepped forward, twisted into a visage of the beast, and roared at them, something like the god of war has become the god of death, blah, blah, you'll all die, blah, blah.
The werewolf charges at me, with troops following behind. (rrooaaAARRR!!)
I charge, troops following behind. (rrooaaAARRR!!)
I meet the werewolf early into his charge, on their side of the field (celerity) and, without getting into the mechanics of vampire/WoD, I literally grabbed the werewolf with both hands, picked him up, turned him horzontal, and ripped him in two, showering his followers in a rainbow of gore. (keep in mind these are people that were born and raised believing I was the god of war until a couple of seasons ago) I had two more actions left, which i used to turn the first two human warriors into messy bone sculptures.
Needless to say, I restored the proper time-line...or close enough.
I know, I didn't die, but it killed the whole campaign, and had a one-round battle with incredible rolls. Posted as a bad case of a GM forcing his game on a party of concept based role players. When the GM said 'that's it, game over' the techno geek vampire that had spent the last several years in the dark ages of Peru using his notebook PC as a nut cracker said 'oh thank god!'.
