stupid PC names

Henry said:


My friend, you have barely scratched the surface of the Kewl River, Touched upon the Greatness of the Duchy of Tenh, or live dthe life of a Stoinker. :)

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Hong "and lay off my GOOD FRIEND Meepo, who now has a shotgun" Ooi
 

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I was once a plate clad fighter named Surle. I pronounced it "Sir-lee."

So of course the rogue was named Livern.

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Livern and Surle.
 
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Rel said:
However, if we look back to the origins of the game we know and love, I must admit that the designers of the rules and various modules were hardly above what most would consider a silly name. I draw your attention to:

Honkin Foddywinks (or was it Fonkin Hoddywinks? I can never keep that straight)
Gleep Wurp The Eyebiter
Gutboy Barrelhouse

And a host of other names of questionable silliness.

Fonkin Hoddypeaks, I think it was. Though Beek Gwenders of Croodle is the one that sticks in my head.
 



Thorin Stoutfoot said:
Hm... I once named a human Monk I had "Thelonious." Just to see if anybody got the joke. Nobody even noticed.

Damn, now that IS clever! :)

I guess I should be happy with my player's character names. Two of them (new to pen & paper) used their standard computer RPG character names, the gnomish evoker is named "Zook", and then there's the elven assassin "Noen" ('none', as in 'no one', with the letters rearranged). Nothing that stupid. I actually came across a character in a book I'm reading whose last name is Noen, so I can accept that now...
 

I suspect if I pulled some juvenile my way or the highway it's my game world crap, I'd get lots of juvenile responses.

Well, sure, if you had juvenile players.

A mature player would, IMO, do at least one of two things:

1) Explain to the DM why the "anal" naming convention was a Bad Idea, and why the player's name actually made sense.

2) Realize that if the DM is going to clash with you this much over a name, it's only going to get worse when you have a serious disagreement later in the game--say, over rules interpretation.

Yes, I think it is possible for a DM to go overboard and be too strict, but I do not think the response is ever to use that as an excuse to release one's inner brat.

Imagine how you would react if a DM dealt with 'stupid names' by deciding that your character's name was a mortal insult in Celestial and constantly had Higher Powers trying to whack you. Immature and petty, no? So is trying to yank the GM's chain by coming up with an even stupider name.
 

Shard O'Glase said:
Heck considering my opinions on kids I figure if I ever have one its my sacred duty to give them a name that sucks to live with, though I proably wouldn't be so cruel as to name a boy francis just so he can get his butt kicked at school every day.(cause that will learn him for being born)

Originally sung by Johnny Cash
My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."

Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.

Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."

He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!
 



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