What's your scariest in-game experience?

[Voadam]

Here's another college one

Playing at the common room of my then DM's then apartment, we heard running and a crash in the hallway, shouts including "Stop! Police!" and more thumping and slamming about.

One of my friends in the game was a tough martial artist and biker type, over 250 pounds and in good form. He made the mistake of opening the door to see if he could help out. He slammed it shut and came back stumbling into the room, pretty much collapsed unable to breathe correctly, his eyes streaming tears from the cloud of mace in the hall. As we helped him out we heard a swarm of police in the hall. When we got his eyes flushed and he could breathe normally again he said there had been one big guy (a drug dealer it turned out) running through the halls with a little police woman hanging onto his back, and another chasing after him. The slamming was the guy running and spinning to slam her against the wall, trying to knock her off repeatedly. She dropped him with a cloud of mace that caught my friend as well, and then a whole pile of police showed up and piled on the guy who was on the ground crying from the mace.

 

[JoeBlank]

Dude, you're from Snailville. I love that town, I got peeps there and Lawrenceville.

Dude, you're from Augusta. I . . . well, I hear they you have a nice golf course there. Admittedly, have not spent much time there.

My scariest moment was getting carjacked in Snellville. Of course, that was RL.

Carjacked in Snellville? Dang. How long ago was that? Place has changed in the last 30 years, but I did not realize it had changed that much. Remember, "Everybody's somebody in Snellville."

Sorry for the hijack, The_Universe. I agree on the flaming though, and accept your offer to lay off.

 

[Wraith Form]

Oh look. There goes any creditability you had from your first post.

Credibility? ME?!?

Bha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Heh heh!

Hee..!!

Sniffle...!


Ahem.

Uh, yeeeeeaaaaaah.

(P.S.--To all the Georgians in the hizouse, I was PLAYIN', people. Chill, yo.)

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

(P.S.--To all the Georgians in the hizouse, I was PLAYIN', people. Chill, yo.)

Fear us...for we are everywhere....well...in Georgia.

[/hijack]

 

[Richards]

My two brothers and sister were playing Gamma World back when I was in high school, and their PCs (I was GMing) were in the ruins of a shopping mall. We had started playing in the family room after school (it was a Friday), and it was beginning to get dark outside but we hadn't yet bothered to turn on the light. The mall the PCs were in was infested with these monsters called...screamers, I think. They were radioactive mutants, kind of zombie-like in that they shuffled around at slow speeds, and I think they gave off higher levels of radiation when they screamed or something. (I think they glowed blue-green, too...it's been awhile.)

The mall is pretty much pitch black except for the occasional glow of these screamers, and whatever light source the party has. I describe how they hear these moans in the background, coming from all different directions, getting louder and softer, louder and softer:

"UhoooOOOOOoooooOOOOOOOoooooo..."

My sister was getting a little creeped out at it (she was like 8 or 9 at the time, I think), and suddenly, without any prior arrangement ahead of time both of my two brothers start picking up the chorus:

"UhoooOOOOOoooooOOOOOOOoooooo..."
"UhooooooooOOOOOOOOoooooooooOOOOOOOOooooooOOOOOO..."
"OOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOOOoooOOOooooOOOOOOoooo..."

My sister immediately shrieked, ran, and hid behind the sofa.

Johnathan

 

[Mercule]

Lessee. My scary experience.

It was a "special" Halloween game of Vampire about 9 years ago. I was friends with the GM. Besides me and he, the group consisted of his girlfriend, their roommate, another guy, and another gal. I'd know the first three for a couple of years but never met the latter two.

The guy isn't important, you can forget about him. The gal is, though. She was nice. Cute, blonde, clean-cut, mild-mannered, nice sense of humor, etc. I was newly engaged at the time, so it wasn't like I was scoping her or anything. Just giving you my first impressions.

Anyway, the night continues along and we're having a great time. Someone says something really funny, I don't remember what, but it was pretty good. As I'm laughing myself, I notice that this nice young lady is throwing back her head in a full laugh, almost a cackle. And then I stop laughing dead.

I had no clue what to say other than, "You have fangs!"

To which she says, "Yes, yes I do." Then she shows them to me and they're longer than normal by like half an inch. No seems, no plate, no rubber.

Turns out she's a dental hygenist. They've got some sort of temporary epoxy that she spent some time after work shaping just for the Halloween game. She took them off the next morning. Still, pretty freaky at first blush.

 

[Amos_Sten]

Too bad he didn't succeed at that. Beating a guy up for making a pass: very macho.

There is a world of difference between making a pass and being physically assaulted. I would call unwanted physical contact assault. If you don't I suggest you go outside and try grabbing hold of passing women and start feeling up their legs, see where that gets you.

Then again maybe your one of those people that think such behavour is reasonable, if so you (and your victims) have my pity.

 

[green slime]

There is a world of difference between making a pass and being physically assaulted. I would call unwanted physical contact assault. If you don't I suggest you go outside and try grabbing hold of passing women and start feeling up their legs, see where that gets you.

Then again maybe your one of those people that think such behavour is reasonable, if so you (and your victims) have my pity.

Except there is something slightly different in objecting strongly to someones antisocial behaviour, and hospitalizing them.

Then there's gloating about it on a message board...

 

[Amos_Sten]

Except there is something slightly different in objecting strongly to someones antisocial behaviour, and hospitalizing them.

Then there's gloating about it on a message board...

Didn't realise I was gloating, now if I started a thread to say what I had done you may have a point.

And if you think him suffering a broken nose is excessive for him committing an assault then thats your problem, as it was it didn't teach him a lesson. A few months later he got arrested (and later jailed) for do the same to a 10 year old boy, the kid objected strongly but that didn't stop the him.

Hey but what do I know.

 

[green slime]

Didn't realise I was gloating, now if I started a thread to say what I had done you may have a point.

And if you think him suffering a broken nose is excessive for him committing an assault then thats your problem, as it was it didn't teach him a lesson. A few months later he got arrested (and later jailed) for do the same to a 10 year old boy, the kid objected strongly but that didn't stop the him.

Hey but what do I know.

Well, now you get into specifics... It was the smiley which to me came across as gloating, as well as the statement that he had been in the hospital, which suggests to me something more serious than a bloody (or broken) nose. And as an adult (I assume), you are more capable of handling a situation like this than a little child. What he did to a child is another matter altogether, and in no way, shape or form excuses you or him for his actions

And you are incorrect, it isn't my problem at all.