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PostPosted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 5:49 pm
by Occupant
Narf the Mouse wrote:I got one like that, though. "Don't get in the way of the people who know what they are doing."

Especially if they are a Forward Observer.

PostPosted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 11:24 pm
by Narf the Mouse
'Where does one get this 'life', I wonder, and how much does it cost?' - From a promising Naruto fanfic.

PostPosted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 3:01 pm
by Occupant
I think that life was a... board game... yeah... or so I heard...

PostPosted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 3:18 am
by Jamming
In my first AD&D campaign that I ran there was a guy playing a Dwarf Fighter and a gal playing an Elven Ranger, their characters had fallen in love during the game due to an Elixir of Love.

Well, it was still early in First Edition AD&D, I decided to use another semi usable game system's Arduins Critical Hit Chart. The party was attacked by Trolls and the Troll hits with a critical and the result on the chart was "Groin, Object Torn Off". The gal playing the Elven Ranger, watches the Dwarf Fighter crumple and in horror Yells at Me (as the Troll)...

NO! THOSE ARE MINE!!!


I couldn't keep a straight face for the next hour of play.

:o :lol:

PostPosted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 3:37 am
by Thunderhowl
Here's a classic line from my AD&D game back in the day.
The rogue was making one hell of a racket in hostile territory, faaaar far from the rest of the PCs and it attracted the attention of a wandering monster. After the terrific butt whupping he took, (in which the rest of the party, attracted by his screams of agony came to his rescue) he protested my decision to have the noise he was making cause a check on the wandering monster table. Here is what he said.

Sound does NOT travel in dungeons! It's a PROVEN FACT!!"


I couldn't make that up. To this day he hasn't lived that one down.

PostPosted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 4:54 am
by Narf the Mouse
The trouble with ones' vocal apparatus is it is only somewhat connected to ones' brain and not very much with ones' critical thinking skills.

PostPosted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 6:43 pm
by Tom the Fanboy
In honor of "Accio Shotgun, bitch."


Image


Originally posted here.
http://forum.rpg.net/showthread.php?t=364257&page=263

PostPosted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 7:07 pm
by Punstarr
It's funny. I found that same image earlier today and it gave me a good chuckle. :lol:

PostPosted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 8:37 pm
by Blitz413
Just starting a new campaign with my tabletop crew of countless years, we found ourselves on the plains being chased by large contingent of kobolds. To try and buy some time the Rogue in the party looks at us and the fact we just left the tall grass that the large group was in and says "We need something that spreads and burns" unable to remember what the hell alchemist's fire is called.

My response was "What? like Herpes?"

PostPosted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 3:24 am
by Narf the Mouse
Welcome to the forum!

'Hmm...What if the horror of the mythos isn't horrible monsters with 'non-euclidean dimensions', but finding out your whole life is somebodies' fanfic?' - Me

PostPosted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 7:27 am
by Tom the Fanboy
Narf the Mouse wrote:'Hmm...What if the horror of the mythos isn't horrible monsters with 'non-euclidean dimensions', but finding out your whole life is somebodies' fanfic?' - Me



Ooooooh! Chilling!

"None of this made any sense!" Charles Dexter Ward thought to himself. "Why do I find myself so sexually attracted to this mysterious ancient idol in my grandfather's attic?"

:twisted:

PostPosted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 10:00 am
by Narf the Mouse
...You really think that's a parady?

No. That's what real fanfic can be like.

PostPosted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 6:32 pm
by Dustman
Jaded much?

Also, from a conversation involving a rather twisted string of logic with a friend of mine.

"Okay. So, ice cream has no bones. Sharks have no bones. Therefore, sharks are made of ice cream. My brother is allergic to sharks, and you are lactose intolerant. Ergo, you are my brother." --Me.

Somehow this evolved into conversations of ice cream skeletons and frozen yogurt zombies, and eventually wound up with us proving that Hitler was actually Spanish. But I don't remember how it went. That I have conversations like that with an alarming degree of regularity when in the presence of like-minded persons is proof that I have no need for mind-altering substances.

PostPosted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 9:59 pm
by Narf the Mouse
Considering that I've done searches in fandoms I've never searched before and run into stories that I already read...

...No, just realistic. Mind, most fanfic doesn't get that bad. But, just to demonstrate what I mean (And give you a deperate need of brain bleach...)

'Wincest'. That's incest + Winchesters. As in the two brothers from supernatural.

Yes, those stories happen enough there is an actual term for it.

Re: Good quotes

PostPosted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 2:43 pm
by Illusionist
Wash: This landing is going to get pretty interesting.
Mal: Define interesting!
Wash: "Oh god, oh god, we're all gonna die"?

Mal: This is the captain, we have a lil' problem with our entry sequence, so we may experience some slight… turbulence, and then… explode.
Jayne: We're gonna explode? I don't wanna explode!

Wash: Inara. Nice to see her again.
Zoë: So... trap?
Mal: Trap.
Zoë: Are we going in?
Mal: Oh, it ain't but a few hours out.
Wash: Yeah, but, remember the part where it's a trap?.

Mal: Zoë, the ship is yours. Remember, if anything happens to me; if you don't hear from me within the hour; you take this ship and you come and you rescue me!
Zoë: What? And risk my ship?
Mal: I mean it. It's cold out there, and I don't want to get left.

Wash: Can I make a suggestion that doesn't involve killing anybody, or is this the wrong crowd?