Dias Ex Machina
Publisher / Game Designer
GM: “So Teryn casts Hide from Undead.”
CAM: “Okay…so don’t touch anything.”
(LATER)
GM: “You enter a room, there are six pillars…on each one, a corpse is splayed across.”
SCHUYLER: “I touch one.”
CAM: “What? Don’t touch it!”
SCHUYLER: “Whatever…(poke)”
GM: “It opens its eyes and attacks you!”
CONAN: “Zombies!”
SCHUYLER: “Wait…I though the cleric had the spell so they don’t pick us up?”
CHRIS: “You touched one….it dispels it.”
SCHUYLER: “I didn’t know that!”
CAM: “I told you not to touch anything!”
SCHUYLER: “I didn’t hear that part.”
CONAN: “I took the hit on the shield…well, by shield, I mean face.”
GM: “You see what looks like a Glibbering Mouther that has had its skin wrapped around a humanoid skeleton. This massive beast can be seen lumbering away in another direction.”
CONAN: “I may be grasping at straws, but my instinct says we should leave it alone.”
SCHUYLER: “He may just be taking home a jug of milk for the wife.”
GM: “You bird flies back.”
MIKE: “What did you see?”
GM: “KAKAAW!”
MIKE: “We can communicate.”
CONAN: “KAKAAW! What is it? KAKAAW!! Angry? KAKAAW! Aroused?”
CAM: “Look!”
Schuyler looks at Cam
CAM: “Don’t look at the HAND! Look where I am pointing!”
CAM: “We need to sneak by.”
CONAN: “We will go by ducts.”
SCHUYLER: “Why buy ducks? What purpose would that serve?”
CAM: “Can you try harder for comic relief!?”
CAM: “Okay…so don’t touch anything.”
(LATER)
GM: “You enter a room, there are six pillars…on each one, a corpse is splayed across.”
SCHUYLER: “I touch one.”
CAM: “What? Don’t touch it!”
SCHUYLER: “Whatever…(poke)”
GM: “It opens its eyes and attacks you!”
CONAN: “Zombies!”
SCHUYLER: “Wait…I though the cleric had the spell so they don’t pick us up?”
CHRIS: “You touched one….it dispels it.”
SCHUYLER: “I didn’t know that!”
CAM: “I told you not to touch anything!”
SCHUYLER: “I didn’t hear that part.”
CONAN: “I took the hit on the shield…well, by shield, I mean face.”
GM: “You see what looks like a Glibbering Mouther that has had its skin wrapped around a humanoid skeleton. This massive beast can be seen lumbering away in another direction.”
CONAN: “I may be grasping at straws, but my instinct says we should leave it alone.”
SCHUYLER: “He may just be taking home a jug of milk for the wife.”
GM: “You bird flies back.”
MIKE: “What did you see?”
GM: “KAKAAW!”
MIKE: “We can communicate.”
CONAN: “KAKAAW! What is it? KAKAAW!! Angry? KAKAAW! Aroused?”
CAM: “Look!”
Schuyler looks at Cam
CAM: “Don’t look at the HAND! Look where I am pointing!”
CAM: “We need to sneak by.”
CONAN: “We will go by ducts.”
SCHUYLER: “Why buy ducks? What purpose would that serve?”
CAM: “Can you try harder for comic relief!?”