The "I Didn't Comment in Another Thread" Thread

[eyeheartawk]

Is that from a From Software game? Because I know how that fight ends. I mean, eventually

It might be. Certainly is a similar aesthetic.

 

[Ryujin]

billd91, do you realize that in addition to fluoridating water, why, there are studies underway to fluoridate salt, flour, fruit juices, soup, sugar, milk... ice cream. Ice cream, billd91, children's ice cream. Do you know when fluoridation first began? Nineteen hundred and forty-six. 1946, billd91. How does that coincide with your post-war Commie conspiracy, huh? It's incredibly obvious, isn't it? A foreign substance is introduced into our precious bodily fluids without the knowledge of the individual. Certainly without any choice. That's the way your hard-core Commie works.


Now, you might ask me, Snarf ... when did you first become aware of this? Well, I, uh... I... I... first became aware of it, billd91, during the physical act of love. Yes, a uh, a profound sense of fatigue... a feeling of emptiness followed. Luckily I... I was able to interpret these feelings correctly. Loss of essence. I can assure you it has not recurred, billd91. Everyone else .... they sense my power and they seek the life essence. I, uh... I do not avoid other people, billd91. But I... I do deny them my essence.

YEEEEHAAAAW!

 

[Snarf Zagyg]

This is Dr. Strangelove isn't it? It's been a while since I watched it...

 

[CleverNickName]

There's a guy in my gaming group, let's call him Kevin, who sabotaged an entire gaming session because he would not, under any circumstances, contribute to the pizza order. His reason? The three-pizza order contained a single plain cheese pizza. This was such an affront to his sensibilities that, upon hearing about the cheese-only pizza that another player had requested, he withdrew his contribution to the pizza dinner and refused to contribute until this oh-so-serious issue had been addressed to his satisfaction. (He had already gotten to choose the toppings on one of the other three pizzas, so he was already getting the toppings he wanted.)

I know I banter a lot about pizza as a metaphor in this thread, but not this time. I wish I was making this up, but it really did happen. This is about a real pizza order, and my real gaming group, with real people.

So I did what the DM is supposed to do: I kept trying to de-escalate the situation and bring everyone to a compromise, but Kevin was having none of it. He kept doubling down until he was eventually threatening to cancel the gaming session altogether. We had no choice but to remove the offending "pointless" pizza from the order and replace it with something "worth eating" (Kevin's words, not mine) just to salvage the night. And when the pizzas arrived, he didn't even touch that pepperoni-only pizza that he had fought so hard for. It became clear to everyone at the table that this wasn't about Kevin getting what he wanted; it was about someone disagreeing with Kevin.

It was the worst, and dumbest, fight our gaming group has ever had. And as you can imagine, it put everyone in a terrible mood for the whole evening and several evenings after. Imagine the scene from my side of the DM screen: a half-dozen sour faces and hunched shoulders, growling at each other and chewing like a bunch of feral cats, unable to concentrate or work together...and all because of what a pizza didn't have on it.

Even now, years later, that particular game night lives on in infamy...we joke about the "Plain Cheese Incident" all the time, even making fake concert posters riffing on The String Cheese Incident to mark the occasion. The passing of time has smoothed things over for us, thankfully, but God as my witness, this group will never, ever split a pizza order again.

Sorry for the weird tangent. Anyway, here's my hot take on a devout Fighter who prays for help...

 

[Aeson]

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Violent crime causes ice cream sales to decline? This is outrageous. If we ban violent crime will it save our precious ice cream?

 

[payn]

There's a guy in my gaming group, let's call him Kevin, who sabotaged an entire gaming session because he would not, under any circumstances, contribute to the pizza order. His reason? The three-pizza order contained a single plain cheese pizza. This was such an affront to his sensibilities that, upon hearing about the cheese-only pizza that another player had requested, he withdrew his contribution to the pizza dinner and refused to contribute until this oh-so-serious issue had been addressed to his satisfaction. (He had already gotten to choose the toppings on one of the other three pizzas, so he was already getting the toppings he wanted.)

I know I banter a lot about pizza as a metaphor in this thread, but not this time. I wish I was making this up, but it really did happen. This is about a real pizza order, and my real gaming group, with real people.

So I did what the DM is supposed to do: I kept trying to de-escalate the situation and bring everyone to a compromise, but Kevin was having none of it. He kept doubling down until he was eventually threatening to cancel the gaming session altogether. We had no choice but to remove the offending "pointless" pizza from the order and replace it with something "worth eating" (Kevin's words, not mine) just to salvage the night. And when the pizzas arrived, he didn't even touch that pepperoni-only pizza that he had fought so hard for. It became clear to everyone at the table that this wasn't about Kevin getting what he wanted; it was about someone disagreeing with Kevin.

It was the worst, and dumbest, fight our gaming group has ever had. And as you can imagine, it put everyone in a terrible mood for the whole evening and several evenings after. Imagine the scene from my side of the DM screen: a half-dozen sour faces and hunched shoulders, growling at each other and chewing like a bunch of feral cats, unable to concentrate or work together...and all because of what a pizza didn't have on it.

Even now, years later, that particular game night lives on in infamy...we joke about the "Plain Cheese Incident" all the time, even making fake concert posters riffing on The String Cheese Incident to mark the occasion. The passing of time has smoothed things over for us, thankfully, but God as my witness, this group will never, ever split a pizza order again.

Sorry for the weird tangent. Anyway, here's my hot take on a devout Fighter who prays for help...

I used to do a bi-weekly poker game. We would play way late into the night and early morning. We always took a break to order food. I remember this joint opened that had tons of stuff so everybody could get what they wanted. I took a liking to the hot ham and cheese basket. It was $5.75 and I would just toss 8 bucks into the kitty.

Well, one evening the host goes into this ridiculous tirade about how the price was actually 6.25 and I ordered it probably 2-4 times before he found out. Actual quote we use to this day as I walked in the door, "the ham and cheese is 6.25 you S.O.B" Nobody knew what he was talking about. After he calmed down and explained himself, we realized he was upset about the principal, despite my 8 bucks still covering tax and tip.

Some folks just pick weird battles and you just have to wonder about their head space?

 

[eyeheartawk]

I used to do a bi-weekly poker game. We would play way late into the night and early morning. We always took a break to order food. I remember this joint opened that had tons of stuff so everybody could get what they wanted. I took a liking to the hot ham and cheese basket. It was $5.75 and I would just toss 8 bucks into the kitty.

Well, one evening the host goes into this ridiculous tirade about how the price was actually 6.25 and I ordered it probably 2-4 times before he found out. Actual quote we use to this day as I walked in the door, "the ham and cheese is 6.25 you S.O.B" Nobody knew what he was talking about. After he calmed down and explained himself, we realized he was upset about the principal, despite my 8 bucks still covering tax and tip.

Some folks just pick weird battles and you just have to wonder about their head space?

You're probably the kind of monster who sees the vast array of Hot Pockets on offer at the store and buys ham & cheese.

You make me sick.

 

[Snarf Zagyg]

I know I banter a lot about pizza as a metaphor in this thread, but not this time. I wish I was making this up, but it really did happen. This is about a real pizza order, and my real gaming group, with real people.

CleverNickName,

You know better than this! If you're going to talk about PIZZA, you have to talk about D&D!

Those are the rules.

So ...

I had this friend ... KEVIN. And everyone was happy playing 5e. Except Kevin, who was playing a class he enjoyed, got his blood all angry when someone else played a homebrew Warlord....

snip...

Even now, years later, that particular game night lives on in infamy...we joke about the "Warlord Incident" all the time, even making fake movie riffing on Nic Cage's Lord of War to mark the occasion. The passing of time has smoothed things over for us, thankfully, but God as my witness, this group will never, ever split allow a Warlord in our 5e game again. Also? Pineapple.

See! That's how you talk about pizza!

 

[payn]

You're probably the kind of monster who sees the vast array of Hot Pockets on offer at the store and buys ham & cheese.

You make me sick.

I am one terrible S.O.B

 

[eyeheartawk]

I am one terrible S.O.B

Now you're just rubbing salt in the wound.

That is clearly a pepperoni hot pocket