Amusing RPing moments

[Rift120]

I was at a gaming con a week ago at the University of Kentucky (Why a week ago? Well I work a 7-day on, 7-off night shift... this is the first day I've had free time to post!). Nothing big, purely local small time convention.

I signed up for a BESM game, set in the wild west. While the game had its amusing moments (among them our card shark of indeterminate sex attempting to use his seduciton skill on a attacking indian... with a tomahawk already buried in his forehead. *so much fun the rest of the gamers spared said inidan so the cardshark ccould try his seduciton roll AGAIN next round when he failed the first one.*), one stands clearly above the rest.

Our party had reached the evil cattle barons ranch. All that stood between us and the main house was a pen of cattle and a barracks full of several dozen hired hands (all with the collective IQ of the average rock). How do we distract them?

Simple we decide to blow open the coral and start a stampede. Since the cardshark was the only charcter with the sneak skill (they were all pregeneretaed charcters..) He voluntered to take a stick of dynamite and set up the gate to explode.

That should have been our first clue, because this guy had been rolling bad since the start of the game (Only guy worse was the mortician who couldn't hit the broad side of a barn... if it were 2 feet in front of him from his attack rolls)

Naturally he rolled box cars (In the BESM game we were playing HIgh roll= bad.) while heading down the embankment, taking damage and causing a small landslide announcing his presence to the world.

Well now we were in a bind, because if we didn't do something the ranch hands would come out and find our cardshark. My vote was to leave him and sneak into the house while they were planning ot lynch him ^_^.

Another player,playing a retired cavalryman, decided he best start off the stampede and hope the panicking cows would burst out of the corral naturally. How does he do that?

Simple... he declares he's going to shoot one of the cows in the rear with his rifle.

Cue the rest fo the gamers pausing to stare at him while the GM clarifys that he is going to shoot a cow in the ass. Quiet snickering begins.

The GM sighs in annoyance and asks the cavalry man to roll a attack roll, followed by him staring in disbelief as the rifleman rolls Snake EYes AKA a extrodinary success.

Cue small laughter around the table. It might have ended there, but my mind drifted as to what that roll would translate descriptivly. As my laughter slowly grows I manage to gasp out the question to the GM about how the shot went.

SUre enough the GM confirmed my suspcion that as a extrodinary success the bullet went straight up the bullseye, giving a whole new meaning to 'lead enema'.

At this point the whole table lost it, our cackles rang through the convention hall. It was only made worse as just when we were starting to recover, one of the other players asked how the cow sounded and the GM gave off a dead on bewildered cow 'mooo????!!!" and we nearly fell out of our chairs. It literally hurt to breathe and laugh...

Oh and the best part... after several more rounds (and several more cow rear shooting by just about everyone save the mortician and the cardshark, no snake eyes though) of play the cows STILL hadn't burst through corral (Not sure what that corral was made off but the GM rolled for the Cows each round and each round they failed.) The rifleman took his turn and rolled snake eyes AGAIN! *I think we thinned out about 5% of the herd before we finally got them stampedeing out of hte broken corral*

A very amusing evening, even if my charcter got killed by a ridiciously over powered knife weilding bodyguard. (Each of his attacks did enough damage to instantly kill all but three player charcters in one blow...and he had 3 ATTACKS PER FRIGGIN ROUND!).

[Dracos]

hah. =D

Dracos

[Yuthirin]

A few years ago, I was playing in a D&D game when we came across a group of mutated, stunted dwarves. We stopped short in the room with them and stared at each other for a bit, and then "the short dwarves unsheathed their short short swords." only this never happened, because our DM got so tongue-tied that he couldn't talk. The DM killed them off because he couldn't handle it.