What is your most memorable role playing moment?

[chrisnd]

I think (hope) you guys might like this one.

When I first started playing, my first character was a CN theif. My best friend played a CE Necromancer. A new player joined the group (whom we were none too pleased about), and we dicided to "take care of him". His character was another spellcaster, of which we did not really want in the group (the DM allowed him to join us as a "favor"). So, when we were camping one night (the characters, not us), my theif was on watch. I woke up the Necromancer, and we proceeded to tie up the other mage. I then proceeded to chop his toungue off and cast it away. The spellcaster was rendered effectively useless, as my buddy rolled a "19" for his grapple check, and I rolled a "natural 20" for my "toungue slice" manuever! A brilliant piece of work, if I do say so myself, and when the mage woke up, he soon realized that he could not cast any spells or even talk. The player never did find out what happened, and eventually left the group. Mission accomplished!

The second story is much more recent. We just started a new campaign, and a brand new player to the game is in our group. He plays the 1/2 orc barbarian, as plays him rather mellow-like and serene. He and I had just created the character about 2 hours prior to this particular encounter, and he was still learning the mechanics of the game itself, and also trying to "play" the character. I had given him pointers on the finer art of playing a barbarian (i.e. big axe, rage, and intimidate). I had even given him a bonus +2 mod to his intimidate skill to add some encouragement to rollplay the beast. The klutzy paladin accidentally started digging around where he should not have been digging, and woke up a dire weasel. I asked the barbarian what he was going to do - he said "I will intimidate it." I was floored - I honestly thought he would just swing his big axe at it or something, but he said "Remember that scene in Star Wars where Chewy scares the droid as he was being taken to the prison Cell Block 112A? Well, that's what I do - just like that." Again, a moment of silence on my part (I really hadn't expected that), and the other players are starting to laugh. How in the world do you intimidate a rabid creature who's lair has just been invaded??? So, I told him to roll a d20 - he rolled a "2". So the dire weasel latched his jaws onto his arm and proceeded to bite the crap out of him. But we were all laughing pretty hard.

Geez, I really do love this game!

 

[shilsen]

I think (hope) you guys might like this one.

When I first started playing, my first character was a CN theif. My best friend played a CE Necromancer. A new player joined the group (whom we were none too pleased about), and we dicided to "take care of him". His character was another spellcaster, of which we did not really want in the group (the DM allowed him to join us as a "favor"). So, when we were camping one night (the characters, not us), my theif was on watch. I woke up the Necromancer, and we proceeded to tie up the other mage. I then proceeded to chop his toungue off and cast it away. The spellcaster was rendered effectively useless, as my buddy rolled a "19" for his grapple check, and I rolled a "natural 20" for my "toungue slice" manuever! A brilliant piece of work, if I do say so myself, and when the mage woke up, he soon realized that he could not cast any spells or even talk. The player never did find out what happened, and eventually left the group. Mission accomplished!

Why do I get the feeling that player is posting on one of those "Worst gaming group" threads?

 

[spectre72]

It was quite a few years ago, while I was in college, and we were playing the Paladium Role Playing Games.

I created a Gadgeteer Agent for the game and the DM told us to do our worst since it wouldn't matter.

We were driving throught the countryside (I told the GM my equipment was in the car) when our car stopped.

I told the GM I was strapping on my gear before heading out to invenstigate.

To keep a long story short, we ended up going through a portal and ended up in the mountains with a large lizard creature with wings attacking (a dragon).

well I pulled a LAW rocket from my backpack and attacked doing 300 points of damage and killing the creature.

I looked over at my slack jawed friend the GM as he closed his book as he realized how much trouble he was in.



edit: and the best part was that even without his arsenal he was still a force to be reckoned with between his martial arts and his ability to create weapons from next to nothing...

 

[drakhe]

Two kinds of memories...

(sorry for the lengthy post…)



For me there've always been two kinds of great moments.



First off, there are the great ROLLplaying moments:



- Only last week, in this ADnD campaign where I'm currently running a bard, I ended up in a gambling competition with a dwarf. The game went mine then his then my way, we're gambling not just money but meals (we were escorting a large caravan at the time and the caravan's cook could only serve seconds to the first comers and we ended up playing for the right to seconds ).

I decided to play one more round and rolled a perfect 5 one's (we were playing poker with dice) ... the cheers around the table were quit loud, we don't actually roll a lot during a session (we're as a group more into role-playing, see next bit) so whenever this kind of thing comes up, it kinda is extra exciting as we're not really used to leave our fate to the dice



- some time ago in my birthright group where I run a Binsada native scout, me, another PC and an NPC warrior had to try and kill a bandit leader to try and stop a full scale assault on our village. I had to succeed in 2 called shots to down the guards, then my companions tried to infiltrate the camp to finger the leader for me. another placed shot to put an arrow in the leaders’ eye with a perfect one



- in the Greyhawk group I DM, the Paladin tried to chop through 3 goblins in one movement. I requested the following sequence of rolls to allow him this move: ATT(to hit A), STR, DEX (to get through A and reach B), ATT (hit B), STR, DEX (to get through B and reach C) and attack again ... the Paladin made the whole sequence



- this one I didn't witness myself, but the story has been repeatedly told by my WFRP GM and confirmed by others who were there: somewhere along the road running the enemy within campaign, the party has to fight a vampire. The vampire wreaks havoc and the party soon realizes it might be close to impossible to kill the vampire and so running might be an option. One of the players turns to the GM and asks: I want to kill the vamp with one perfect called shot. Is this possible and what would I have to roll. The GM figures out that it would be possible if a perfect critical hit would be rolled (which meant 1-5 on D%) and you consequently roll enough damage. now damage in WFRP is D6 + the characters strength bonus. Anytime you roll a six, you add six to the total and reroll. The vamp could be killed by dealing 80 something damage, which meant rolling about a dozen sixes. The player took her dice, and actually rolled the dozen sixes! Those dice were then never used again



Then there are the great ROLEplaying moments:



- my first character, a wood elf rogue/wizard, together with his twin-sister (another player in the group) are the sole survivors when their clan gets slaughtered by the Zhentarim. At some point down the road we're chased by a hunting party who've released some war hounds after us. My sister gets torn to bits by the hounds and the scene that followed was quit intense. I tend to my sister, barking almost like a rabid dog at any "foul human" who tries to lay hands on her (even the PC who offered his blanket to cover her). The DM then conjured up a wood elf departing in a stone circle that was near.... I almost had to step outside, fighting of tears... The hair in my neck still rises when I think about that scene.



- another very emotional scene happened in the WFRP -Enemy within I played in. I ran a judicial champion who became the leader of the Knights Templar of the Fiery heart (order dedicated to Sigmar). I ended up being the chosen of Sigmar, carrying Sigmar's blade and hammer, and after playing through 2 of the 4 books (I joined half-way to replace the player running this character), when I finally on the battle field handed over Sigmar's weapons to the true Knight Eternal, .... shivers down my spine



- While playing a barbarian ranger (again ADnD), some (rookie) player in the group was responsible for the death of one of the other characters. I was really angry as the player who lost his character was a long time player like me ... The DM let us play through and (fully in game and in character) my barbarian makes the rookie player understand the mistake that cost our fellow's life and forced him in the name of Odin (we were playing under the Norse pantheon) to take the killed characters name and to honor our fallen comrade in every deed from this day hence... It was only when I had finished my "performance" I realized the whole room was stunned into silence, everybody staring at me open mouthed...



There are so many more moments that send shivers down my spine, some of them already forgotten, but these kinds of moments are a big reason to be playing this game...



Onwards to more inspired dice rolling and role-playing ...

 

[R-Hero]

I always love hearing these stories, and want to hear more. I'll start...

Thats a tall order 'cause there are so many. I've been playing since the early 80's.

A cavalier and half elf magic user (1st ed) always trying to outdo the other. Charging onto battle and trying to slay more than the other. We had a goblin or orc (Sorry, memory fading, Gulf War syndrome) beat nearly to death and we knew the death blow was near..

Then about 30-35 d20 rolls around 1 and 2. Misses all the way around. Finally I sheathed my sword on my turn, Orc makes a break for it, DM runs him into trap. The rest of the party had a long laugh at us.

There has also been at least two instances that an unknown item had a wish on it.
Once killed a very bad guy that we would have had a hard time with. (Low level half orc evil and dumb raiding party of two)
Another time one player turned to another after an argument over something trivial (Memory fading again) and said:

Player 1 "I wish you were a flat headed frog."
DM "Poof."
Player 2 after a moment of silence "I'm a flat headed frog, aint I!"
DM only shook his head

We used him from then on to look under locked doors.

If we ever start playing a monster group that we started nearly a year ago, A half troll character I'm playing will probably end up in the story hour.

 

[megamania]

One of THE most memoriable moments in gaming was my introduction to the game.

I was invited by a few friends to play from the comic shop whom were amazed that I didn't play. I went to humor them. The owner of the store lent me a PHB saying that if I don't like the game to return it the next day. That is how confident he was that I would like the game.

I got there and began to roll. At that point it's roll 3d6. Why? Just roll. okay.

I had just finished when my character was introduced to the party. We were attacked by ghouls once I finished my saves section.

Needless to say. The ghouls went first, attacked me, made me into a ghoul and for my turn I attacked party members.

That was about 15 years ago.

Now I DM mostly and have introduced about 8 people to the game. Of these eight about 5 have stayed with it. The others either didn't like it that much or broke down to pressure from their wives.
I try to hit 1 con a year and do okay in contests dealing with roleplaying. I still have my charcter sheet (incomplete) of Moore my first human fighter.

 

[Presto2112]

I think this one is a tie.

1) I had just joined my old friend's gamed and had finished creating a level 7 female elf character named Laithian. The first game I played in the party was all bunked in for the night when we were ravaged by a rampaging ettin. Laithian's first action (I had rolled to go first during the initiative roll) was "I hide in the woods!" Everyone else took their turns hacking and spellslinging the giant, to no avail, he kept wailing on everyone, while Laithian spent two rounds getting behind the brute. She finally emerged with a mighty backstab (that's right, not sneak attack, but BACKSTAB) with her katana (so what? an elf had a katana!) for 3xd12 damage. I rolled a 12. The official sound effect I uttered for a 36 point backstab, and for every high total backstab thereafter, was adopted as *GUTCH!*, and "I hide in the woods" became Laithian's trademark line.

2) Same party. I had been playing Laithian for a long time and decided to take a break from her for a while to play a fighter. Unfortunately he didn't last long, so the next session after he was drowned the DM asked me to Guest-play the main villain, the avatar of Set. Through an awesome combination of my roleplaying and the other players mistakes and lousy roles, the party was reduced to 2 characters - two paladin sisters, who instead of being decimated by a denizen of evil, commited ritual suicide. I, being one who appreciated poetic irony, animated the two corpses just to watch them kill each other again and again. The Player (one one the suiciders was an NPC) didn't talk to me for a couple of days after that.