DMs... Whats the best thing you have killed a character(s) with?

[BurningDownTheHouse]

Story is by a friend of mine, I wasn't there.

Their DM allowed for fumbles on skill checks and was always rolling the PC's skill check in secret.
Rogue has unknowingly fumbled a UMD check on a gate scroll.

Let your imagination dwell for a second on the infinite possibilities...

This guy, disappointingly, went for the classic "sucked into the void" option.

What would you have chosen?

I myself, was always partial to the positive planes "gain HP until you explode" theme.

[thenalim]

Not the same game(my favorite pnp rpg EON) but:
PC Necromancer trying to animate a corpse, fumble the roll for binding his necrotropic energy in a controlled way. Necromancer instantly dies and starts decaying in the same manner as a poorly made zombie, never dies but becomes incapacitated 2 weeks later when his arms and legs fall off/are eaten by rats.

[Money_Maker]

I'd like to remind everyone of a little spell that is totally at the discretion of the DM called Wish. Basically in my days of playing AD&D 2nd Edition with a mate as a DM we found out the hard way you need to choose your words carefully as the DM is all but required to twist the words used to the God's (his) amusement as a God is the one who actually grants the ''Wish''.

First allow me to set the scene...

We are Monstrous characters, all of which have taken Half casts into some sort of doom and we are playing an evil campaign. I myself was a Half-Fiend who (due to the DM deciding that as we leveled we ''grew'') was 24ft tall and a L19 Wizard. So I had the Wish Spell.

My friend was playing a Half-Elemental of Fire (hence referred to as the HEF) and was also quite tall, not sure on actual size. So as Evil characters we all set up a lair in a mountain, but alas my HEF friend was late to join the campaign and had no lair.

So the rest of the party are cleaning out the adventurers who had come to kill the evil fiends waging havoc upon the local towns and the HEF decided he wants a mountain of his own to call home/lair.

Thus the HEF starts scheming on how to get a mountain, as ours (the party) is the only one in the local area. And after several failed attempts to con the DM, he reverts to the players asking what we can do for him to help him ''fit in'' with the lair bound characters. Then he asks if I can cast Wish. And I respond affirmative.

Now at this point our illustrious DM says not a word but simply gives me a look.

And so (in character, after several times of saying to my friend IRL, make sure you word your wish well) he says to me the following sentence ...


" Make me a mountain ..."


Now as you can tell from my tale I was not the DM, but in truth, there was not a word the DM could say to the hilarity for the other 3 players that night ... excluding poor old HEF of course.

Have fun and happy looting.

Money

[jayd666]

1st Edition game, four or five months into the campaign.

Elven Ranger, Halfling Thief, Dwarven Fighter, Human Cleric and a Human Wizard.

The thief was 11th level the others all 9th.

GRoup had been hunting for a Green Dragon for the Duke for some time. After many adventures and battles they finally tracked the beast and found its lair. A priestess had warned them that the dragon was young and might be initmidated as long as the group showed no weakness. The priestess even went so far as to tell them to do NOTHING while speaking to the dragon.

Into the lair they go... A hole drops straight down 30 feet in to the ground. The Ranger ties a rope off and they all drop down and gather. A long tunnel opens up and leads them down about 300 feet into the side of a mountain. They follow the very rocky, rubble strewn passage to a large open cave with a lake in the center of it. In the center of the lake is a pile of loot that is obviously a dragon's horde.

They fan out, Dwarf in the middle front, Ranger at the far back... all looking at each other uneasily... there is no dragon here. Dwarf's foot touches the water... water starts to ripple. A head begins to emerge from the water and stares at the party.

(DM's notes... this party had been beating on the dragon quite often, and the dragon WAS young and had become concerned that he was going to be in this exact position. The dragon used magic to create the horde, to offer to the party as tribute, if they let him go. Of course the loot was nothing more then illusion, but the PC's couldn't tell that with it being on the island.)

PC's stand there staring at the Dragon. The Dragon waits to see what the party is going to do. The Wizard begins to talk... the Ranger starts to finger his bow. The player checks his character sheet, over and over again. The Wizard is just about to the point that he is going to offer terms to the dragon when this happens...

Ranger: Firing my bow at the the eye of the dragon! With a dragon slayer in it!
Party (in unison): No!
Me: Roll a d20...
Ranger: (rolls and groans) (whisper) natural 1...
Party: (starts shouting at the ranger)
Me: Your arrow flops at your feet as the string snaps on your bow. (rolling dice) (looking up at the party) The dragon seeing that you really are weak, lunges from the water! Everyone except the Dwarf roll initiative. (Rolling dice) (telling the player of the dwarf) Roll to leap out of the way of the dragon.
Dwarf: (rolls) A 2...
Me: You are completely overrun by the dragon, you are completely exposed to the breath attack from him. (looking at the party) Tell me your initiatives as you save versus Breath Weapon.
Party: (in turn) 4, 6, 7, 4, 1 (groans and curses at the ranger)
Me: You all take 88 hit points damage from the poison gas. (Wizard, Cleric and thief are dead)
Ranger: Turning and running back the way we came.
Me: Okay, but the ground is hard to run on, roll Dexterity to start your run. (looking at the dwarf) And what are you doing?
Dwarf: Trying to scramble out from under the dragon. Making a swim for the treasure! (I'm thinking, "Wait, what?!")
Ranger: (rolls and succeds)
Me: The Dragon breathes again. (Looking at the Ranger) Save again... (evil grin)
Ranger: I only have 16 hit points left, I can't live through the cloud...
Me: The ranger drops in a heap in the midst of a green cloud of gas. (looking at the dwarf) You make it to the island just in time to hear the dragon roar behind you. It is at this point that the piles of gold disappear in an illusionary vapor. What are you doing?

ROFL I didn't plan on it, and had been planning to keep the dragon for a while as a recurring enemy...

[Nospheratus]

I'd like to remind everyone of a little spell that is totally at the discretion of the DM called Wish. Basically in my days of playing AD&D 2nd Edition with a mate as a DM we found out the hard way you need to choose your words carefully as the DM is all but required to twist the words used to the God's (his) amusement as a God is the one who actually grants the ''Wish''.

First allow me to set the scene...

We are Monstrous characters, all of which have taken Half casts into some sort of doom and we are playing an evil campaign. I myself was a Half-Fiend who (due to the DM deciding that as we leveled we ''grew'') was 24ft tall and a L19 Wizard. So I had the Wish Spell.

My friend was playing a Half-Elemental of Fire (hence referred to as the HEF) and was also quite tall, not sure on actual size. So as Evil characters we all set up a lair in a mountain, but alas my HEF friend was late to join the campaign and had no lair.

So the rest of the party are cleaning out the adventurers who had come to kill the evil fiends waging havoc upon the local towns and the HEF decided he wants a mountain of his own to call home/lair.

Thus the HEF starts scheming on how to get a mountain, as ours (the party) is the only one in the local area. And after several failed attempts to con the DM, he reverts to the players asking what we can do for him to help him ''fit in'' with the lair bound characters. Then he asks if I can cast Wish. And I respond affirmative.

Now at this point our illustrious DM says not a word but simply gives me a look.

And so (in character, after several times of saying to my friend IRL, make sure you word your wish well) he says to me the following sentence ...


" Make me a mountain ..."


Now as you can tell from my tale I was not the DM, but in truth, there was not a word the DM could say to the hilarity for the other 3 players that night ... excluding poor old HEF of course.

Have fun and happy looting.

Money

AHAHAHAH

That's just funny!

[Fenrisulven6]

Penguins


"Oh, yeah. Oooh, ahhh, that's how it always starts. Then later there's running and screaming."

[gamblerjoe]

i was running an adventure i got online. the party was hired to track down a bugbear bandit named Relgor. i just used the name from the adventure, so its similarity to the ranger Rilgar's name was a complete coincidence. their quarry, Relgor, had a few barbarian levels, so he had a lot more hitpoints than his minions, who were unleveled orcs, gnolls and goblins. the ranger, Rilgar, decided that thier names where way too similar, and the material plane was not big enough for the both of them. he successfully tracked Relgor to his lair. after fighting their way to the last room they encountered Relgor and his last 2 orc minions. the ranger was so intent on killing his new nemesis, that he didnt kill the orcs first, one of whom crit him, making him deader than chivalry.

[Chazzie]

I was having a on going session with Dragon Lance when it first came out ,The party made it to a 8th lvl average & where training the mounts for the up coming war,a 9th lvl fighter was just getting on the house games last nerve with his play...Anywho we where going through the training and the fighters ride just wasnt taking his order to well with the roll of the dice and the fighter was mad...So the fighter said "I go up to my mount and hit her upside the head with the hilt of my sword" OOOoook Roll "Hit",You hit your mount in a wound that she sufferd in training and you Inraged her,She Lowers her head as she turns to you and ("Rolling the dice") eats you whole. >8)

[wmtrexler]

This was not in pen and paper D&D, but in an old text only online D&D called a M.U.D.

I was the god of justice, a truly undeserving title especially considering what I did.

I took Tiamat from her normal resting place, forced her to go to sleep, and placed her in the temple square (where all the players would hang out and regen)

I placed a sign on her saying, "sleeping dragon, do not wake"

Then I just waited.......

Sure enough, somebody woke her up. She wiped the entire room and any adjacent room, in one breath!

Somewhere around 40 people died instantly. I was laughing so hard I cried. Then I spent 3 hours with angry players, restoring equipment. I had forgotten that her breath destroys everything, and I mean everything in a room.

I was a high level cleric in a MUD. On this MUD they turned off the nearby deathtrap (spiderweb) in the forest and made it a room without exits instead.

One day in a fit of boredom I entered the room with Sanctuary on and started summoning aggressive monsters. One of the Gods was a friend of mine and after about the 10th summon he ports in to see what I am up to:

Him: What are you doing?
Me: Making a deathtrap
Him: You can't do that.
Me: Sure I can just watch. (Summons another monster)
Him: No, I mean I can not let you do that...

It would of worked but I was foiled by the Gods

[Eladiun]

Penguins


"Oh, yeah. Oooh, ahhh, that's how it always starts. Then later there's running and screaming."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EVWtq-_VYk8

Doobie doobie doo

[SomCrea]

3.5 about 3 months into the game the party was a human fighter, elf rogue, dwarf cleric, human sorcerer, and elf wizard. At level 14, about 1/2 way to 15, they decided to go dragon hunting, I really don't know why and still don't to this day. They went around searching for rumors and eventually heard about a young adult red dragon who recently took over an island that was extorting a coastal city. Now I'm a very mean GM when it comes to dragons and all of my players knew this. They geared up and went after this one.

They started the fight flying up the mountain and getting blasted with fire because the dragon came at them fully buffed which included invisibility. They fought it for several rounds and it seemed to be weakening so the dragon dove into the magma and retreated to it's lair for about 2 minutes where it healed and re-buffed. During this time they players kept coming up with more and more creatively terrible ideas for what the dragon was doing, eventually it got to the point where the fighter and rogue decided it was taking to long and went in after it. They had fire resist and most of a protection from fire still up, so they lasted a grand total of 4 rounds trying to swim through magma. The casters decided to call it a day after seeing that and teleported out to raise their fallen party members later.

[Ashurr]

A sleepy Blacksmith.

I allowed a PC to run a Vampire character ( in a homebrewed world where EVERYONE was taught from childhood to recognize undead, and Vamps were extremely sensitive to wood)


It was near midnight...

The smithy was closed, of course...

The Vamp PC, not wanting to wait till morning and send in a living cohort to fill his order proceeds to spider climb up the wall outside the smithy....

He knocked on the window, awaking the blacksmith....


The smith, awoke and shot the Vamp PC in the eyeball with a crossbow.


a cloud of ash fell to the ground...

Laughter rolled out of my gameroom for near 30 mins afterward.

[Falco_Easts]

Not me of course but nothing beats the deadly Gazebo.

[dragonlo]

post more stories for the love of god. I like to read these every morning b4 work ^^

[Aerniel]

A CR 9 Bone Naga.... Most of us got separated but 3 of us, me(The rogue) the Mystic Theurge, and the Fighter Wizard managed to find each other. We were all level 13 to 14 too...

Well we were deep inside of a thousand year old Dwarven stronghold, walking down a corridor and the GM told me to make a spot check, I succeeded and found a hole in the wall behind a statue of a huge dwarf we found.


The three of us came to the conclusion that we should see where it leads, sooooo....

We make our strength checks to lift it and the Mystic Theurge and Fighter Wizard make their second strength check to move it....

The rogue(Me) Failed and dropped it! So it made a very loud SLAM! Next thing we hear is a scittering noise as the bone naga approached us from the hall ahead of us and slammed us with its 1/day prysmatic spray! The Theurge got hit with 80 points, he only had 76 at the time. He later bled out and died. The fighter wizard was teleported to a different plane of existence, so 2 down.

And the rogue was turned to stone, no more saves after that!


Needless to say, we all got pinged on out weakest saves and got ganked lol.

[Kelavam]

My family and friends play 2.5 (Combat & tactics, skills and powers, etc).

The group was composed of mostly level 3 characters, 1 level 4. (6 total). The world I play in is tough - evil is winning and there are creatures willing to attack a party everywhere. If you do not work for the main villain, you are fair game.

The party is heading out to find a cave full of goblins and orcs that are holding a shape-changed dragon (silver) hostage. (She is a huge supporter of the resistance against the main villain, so her rescue was required for the resistance to continue its fight). The party is running along and a random encounter of Hill Giants pops up. So at the base of a mountain where they traveling, the Hill Giants (1 shaman, 2 fighters) appear on the top of a ledge. A path leads up, but the party needs 3 combat rounds to make it up the path to engage. The Hill Giants start throwing boulders. They are shouting, but no one in the party understands Hill Giant.

1 party member (a barbarian that speaks little common) starts riding his mount everywhere, trying to draw fire (returning fire poorly from horseback). One Hill Giant focuses on him, and takes him out with 2 boulders. The shaman casts hold person on 2 of the party members, at the base of the path. 3 members, a paladin, a rogue and a fighter/cleric are still on the path. The rogue takes to hiding, so that leaves 2 of them, running to engage 3 Hill Giants. They refuse to back down. Combat ensues, after both the Paladin and Fighter/Cleric are hit once each with a boulder. They did quite well with die rolls, I did not. They take down 1 Giant; the shaman rolls a critical failure, and slips off the edge. The remaining giant rolls well and takes out the paladin. The fighter/cleric holds up well and is rejoined by the wizard and the cleric that broke free of the hold person. The giant makes quick work of the cleric (who was trying to heal the Fighter/Cleric), and then the mage, and then takes the fighter down to 1 hp. The rogue comes out to help, as the giant is in dire straights, having taken some serious damage, as well as rolling badly against the Fighter/Cleric (who was a dwarf, meaning bonuses to AC, which made him harder to hit). The giant takes a couple of pot shots at the rogue, takes him down to less than 10 life. 3 more rounds of whiffs on both sides (like I said, I was rolling badly) and they finally take it down with a thrown dagger.

4 party members dead, 2 remain with almost NO HPS. Time is of the essence to rescue the dragon, and they are forced to go back to the resistance and see if they can acquire more party members.

Not a total party wipe, but a random encounter that ended up badly for the group. They could have ridden on or run, but they refuse to back from anything I throw at them. I think they might be learning though...

[MrWizard]

I had a friend who liked to be a bit evil...and his buddy always followed his lead.
He always disrupted the games a bit and eventually got the party in real trouble.

After the party ran him off I took him outside and then came back in. I pretended that he rolled a new character (and his friend) and assured them he was lawful good.

In reality he had a set of rings that allowed him and his friend to change shapes into a different person(s). He was a gnome illusionist to start.


Anyway, he finally ended up getting the party trapped in a dungeon area while he took the big treasure item to the drow prince. The party was mortified to see it was really him and really upset. He had sold the party out to get his reward from the drow who wanted that item.

When he gave the prince the item, he asked for his reward. The prince said 'ok' and as he walked away he ordered his archers to 'kill them all, starting with those two'.

(the party had a back way out of the dungeon and ran)..meanwhile my friend was almost in tears as I said the drow strung him and his friend to a tree and readied their arrows.

The whole group was smiling and laughing as he and his buddy actually freaked out and begged to save their characters from the death they had caused all of us so many times. He begged the Prince, he even begged me.

"twang"

the arrows killed him and his buddy while the party got away (thanks to the drow so enjoying his begging and diverting the attention of the watchful eyes of the guards).


best death ever....was incredible for everyone...except the one guy who always ruined everyone else's fun..

[dragonlo]

I had a friend who liked to be a bit evil...and his buddy always followed his lead.
He always disrupted the games a bit and eventually got the party in real trouble.

After the party ran him off I took him outside and then came back in. I pretended that he rolled a new character (and his friend) and assured them he was lawful good.

In reality he had a set of rings that allowed him and his friend to change shapes into a different person(s). He was a gnome illusionist to start.


Anyway, he finally ended up getting the party trapped in a dungeon area while he took the big treasure item to the drow prince. The party was mortified to see it was really him and really upset. He had sold the party out to get his reward from the drow who wanted that item.

When he gave the prince the item, he asked for his reward. The prince said 'ok' and as he walked away he ordered his archers to 'kill them all, starting with those two'.

(the party had a back way out of the dungeon and ran)..meanwhile my friend was almost in tears as I said the drow strung him and his friend to a tree and readied their arrows.

The whole group was smiling and laughing as he and his buddy actually freaked out and begged to save their characters from the death they had caused all of us so many times. He begged the Prince, he even begged me.

"twang"

the arrows killed him and his buddy while the party got away (thanks to the drow so enjoying his begging and diverting the attention of the watchful eyes of the guards).


best death ever....was incredible for everyone...except the one guy who always ruined everyone else's fun..

perhaps the best I have read so far. hated those types of players.

[Maxelcat]

(ARISE MY MINION)

Gotta love necromancy...

(sorry my computer kinda went foom there so I missed a lot of this. caught up now.)

I loved the grey necromancers book, so I was always working ways to have fun with it.

Partys a little Gung Ho doing stuff in a forgotten crypt vs undead really well kitted out for it. two palys, a high level cleric, a thief and a undead hunting ranger.

While going from room to room the undead were getting tougher as they went deeper. they eventually open up a room (that was 20x20) with almost standing room only with just normal Skeletons...


so the two palys get their maces and shoulder their way into the room to "Start cracking skulls..."

wellllllll.....

all the 1hd Skeletons had skull traps on them (10d4 force damage if the skull takes 1hp damage. oh and it has a blast radius as a fire ball.... oh and there was like 40 of the skeletons in the room)

*Clunk*

*BAH BOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!*

Paladin bits everywhere!!!!

[Amaile]

These are great! I'm really enjoying them!!

So this is maybe not quite as epic as some of these, but fun just the same...

The hubby, our good friend, his brother, and I have been playing a set of characters in a long running quest line of my hubby's creation (set in Forgotten Realms, using a mix of 2.5ed and 1st ed, and house rules).

After a while, our friend's nephew, who is 16, really wanted to play. So, we had started a second group and different quest with him and a couple of my friends who had never played. Of course the kid wants to play a rogue, because it just fits his personality. So, we kinda limp this group through, getting them used to the ropes and being pretty gentle on them as they learn the pitfalls of having a devious GM, and learn to always be on their toes. After a while, this group has a hard time meeting, so we tell the kid he can join our other group, and roll up a new character.

He rolls up a ranger (falconer kit), and comes in a couple levels lower than the group. So, my hubby is pretty patient the first few gaming sessions, but slowly asks "are you sure you want to do that?" less and less. He tells him the last gaming session, "Ok kid. You're doing pretty well now, so I'm not babying you anymore. If you say you're gonna do it, you're gonna do it."

Next gaming session we get into Longsaddle and the town is NUTS (moreso than usual), wild magic everywhere, spells not working properly, people running screaming in the streets throwing random spells about. There is a ward when you walk in that fills your head with a mind splitting cacophony if you are an arcane spellcaster. So, our mage/thief, who is usually our scout, is out of commission until he can figure out how to bypass it. Kiddo decides to scout ahead. A mage runs up, randomly throws a fireball at one of the buildings and runs off down the street. As he runs, he drops a bag.

Kiddo of course, goes off ahead to investigate, while we are cautiously picking our way through trying to get an idea of what is going on. Said bag has spilled part of its contents into the street, a cascade of brilliant red gems. Yep, of course, the kid picks it up, "to find it's owner later and return it". We all facepalm in unison.

KABOOM! A whole pouch of delayed blast fireballs go off... And my cleric is down one charge on her rod of ressurection. We decide to teach him a further lesson about greed, and charge him for the res. *snickers* He only JUST paid his debt off to the group recently.