My dice hate me...

[Henry]

BillyBeanbag said:

My dice hate me...

That's OK, Billy... We ALL hate you. Why, just the other night at the weekly meeting if the I hate Billy Beanbag Club, your dice were the guest speakers, and they said the most... oh, wait! Darn! I let that slip!

Piratecat! Morrus! Plan B! He knows now!

 

[King_Stannis]

"spellslinger", member of these boards and player in my group for four years would probably put you all to shame. in all that time, i think i can count on one hand the number of "20"'s that he's rolled on his attacks.

sometimes it's painful to watch. he's tried rotating dice to no avail. occasionally one will fool him into thinking that "it" is the one...but it never is. to make matters worse, i have a tendency to roll many of my 20's against him. and it also seems i max out my damage rolls on him too. despite all this, though, he perseveres - like the trooper he is.

one day i do hope that he finds the right one. till then, i, along with his fellow PC's, will continue to visibly wince whenever he rolls that "6" when he only needs a "9".

 

[hong]

one day i do hope that he finds the right one. till then, i, along with his fellow PC's, will continue to visibly wince whenever he rolls that "6" when he only needs a "9".

The answer to that problem is obvious. He is obviously reading the dice upside-down. If he just turns them right-side up, all would be well. D'oh!

 

[Dieter]

Before the start of each game, a friend of mine goes so far as to say, (dumping his dice out on the table) "Ah, which of you will betray me today?"

No that's cynicism.

 

[Lisa Nadazdy]

Pirate Raid!

We'll be taking those dice off your hands.... slide them across the table, nice n' slow.....

 

[Dave G]

Billy pulls out a crimson velvet dice bag, sets it upon the table in front of him and slides it to the good captain. The sound of cheering can be heard from within the bag.

I told the guy I carpool with about the anti-BillyBeanbag meetings and he wants to know when and where, so he can show up too.

*sigh*

 

[Furn_Darkside]

What anti-beanbag meetings?

A bit paranoid?

Ignore Henry- he is.. mistaken.

And please ignore the bandage on Henry's hand, he will los.. err.. he lost that pinky in a horrible potato chip mishap.

FD

 

[Cthulhu]

What anti-beanbag meetings?

A bit paranoid?

Ignore Henry- he is.. mistaken.

And please ignore the bandage on Henry's hand, he will los.. err.. he lost that pinky in a horrible potato chip mishap.

FD

*snatches Furn_Darkside up and devours him*

Bwahahahaha!

 

[Dave G]

Oooh the tentacular good-ness!

 

[Henry]

Henry walks up, widing his hand behind his back...

Oh, Hi, Billy! Listen I was...Mistaken about that - It was really an AA meeting, and I showed up at the...wrong place. So I went out to buy Potato chips...

I...I... I'll see you later. Just do me a favor and station a bomb-sniffing dog and a machine-gun nest outside your door tonight, OK? Oh, just 'cause. And the Frog will pee into the catnip at midnight. What's that mean? Um, I, well, um.... See you later!

Henry then pulls out a plane ticket that says "New Delhi" on it, and takes off like a bat out of Baator...