One silly one we do whenever the language of the Underdark is brought up is when someone yells out "Common" and then put's their head under the table and yells "Undercommon!"
It's silly, but we laugh every time.
"I glare contemptuously as a free action"
"Sense motive!" on everything.
"Japan's Basement" an actual place, filled with tentacled monsters.
"Coffee! Coffeecoffeecoffee! Coffee! Not as strong as Meth-amphetamine, but it lets you keep your teeth!"
Your plan has been foiled by the glorious Time-Jap.
Oh my god, he have so many running jokes. Where to begin?
"Brazing Dayright"- In one campaign I played a Wu Jen, and said all of his dialogue with a ridiculous Engrish accent. Except for a single phrase. When our party found ourselves fighting a god of shadow whose only weakness was daylight, my only option was to burn a use of my ring of three wishes or face a TPK. And I knew the DM would gleefully corrupt any wish I made given half a chance. I announced that I wished — taking a full round action to slowly ennunciate — that the castle we were fighting in was filled with "blazing daylight".
"What? You don't wish for Brayzing Dayright?"
"God no! Everybody knows brayzing dayright is instantly fatal to humans."
From that point on, "brazing dayright" become a byword for the ultimate poison, a substance whose mere mention could send a party running.
"Drizz't Do'Urden is Core"- While discussing what happened to demons or devils when killed, one of us was sure that they permanently died (they are outsiders after all), while two of us could swear that they reformed in hell and could eventually could come back. After a moment's discussion of where we found that information, we both realized that we remembered it from one of the books of the Icewind Dale trilogy. At which point the proponent of "they just die" theory waved us off, saying "Oh, then I guess you're right; Drizz't Do'Urden novels are core rule books, after all"; sarcastic asshole. While we eventually sourced the fact that demons and devils would always reform unless killed on their home plane to Fiendish Codex I and II, it became a running joke. Anytime one of us can't remember which splatbook a rule comes from, someone will ask "Did you read it in a Drizz't Do'Urden novel? Cause those are core, you know."
"Does that make me a Lich?"- In one episode of the "DM of the Rings" webcomic, a characters life or death depended on the result of a die that had landed cocked, underneath a computer monitor (I think); and the DM couldn't move the monitor to check it without causing the result to change, ie, observing the result would change it, a la Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle. In the comic, the character's player extrapolates that, as in Schrodinger's Cat, he was simultaneously dead and alive until the die could be observed. And asks, "Does that make me... a Lich?!!"
That was every single players' favorite strip of that webcomic, and get a lot of mileage out of both asking the same question in every context it's applicable, and in shooting down the person who asked. In one instance, a player (and a Noob) had lost the first page of their character sheet, and didn't know if she would be able to find it by the next session. D Ming at the time, and knowing that she didn't remember any of her Warlock's vital statistics, I warned her that if she showed up without it at the next game, then her character was dead (the player was my little sister; I had to give her hell, y'know?). Fortunately, she found the first half of her sheet.
"So wait; my character was dead, but he's not anymore," she noticed, as the next session started. "Does that make me... a Lich?!"
We laughed our asses off. "No, Tiny," I told her, when we were done giggling. "You've just died and been resurrected. That means you lose a level." And we all laughed at her again. Funny that she stopped playing with us after that campaign...
"Dragons are Gary Gygax's favorite characters"/ "Dungeons Dragon Dragons"- Our old DM had a minor obsession with dragons, and had a penchant for throwing them in as NPCs, God Mode Sues to keep the party in line. It got to the point where an invincible dragon would show up and give us orders, and players would roll their eyes and remark "Of course; dragons are the DM's favorite characters". When brought to task on this, he pointed out that dragons are supposed to be powerful, that the great wyrm gold dragon was the highest CR in Monster Manual I, and that of course dragons are powerful, they're in the name of the game. "They aren't just my favorite characters," he summed up. "Dragons are Gary Gygax's favorite characters".
"Dragons are Gary Gygax's favorite characters; it's in the name of the game" was a running joke we got a lot of mileage out of, until I pointed out that the ampersand on the cover of the books was itself shaped like a dragon. Thus, the game is properly titled "Dungeons, Dragon, Dragons." The meme then became "Dragons are Gary Gygax's favorite characters; it's in the name of the game. Twice!"
"Fuck you, I'm a Dragon!"- Originally the slogan of image macros that mocked Furries and Otherkin, our group adopted it as an the credo of all the hyper badass dragons that found their ways into the campaign. Don't like what the Great Wyrm Blue Dragon Carcharondonus just said? "Fuck you, I'm a dragon." We eventually spun it off into a couple permutations; at one point, a high level Dragonfire Adept took out a small army of vampires with a Five-Fold Breath of Tiamat, proclaiming, "Fuck you! I'm a dragon, kinda!" We lol'd.
"You get what's on your mini"- In the ill fated Viking campaign Nick ran, he tried to implement a house rule that instead of the treasure value table outlined in the DMG, our characters would start out with the equipment on the minis he let us choose from. Picking up an unpainted mini, I set to abusing it for all I was worth.
"Let's see, this guy has an axe and a sword. That axe is obviously +5 Vorpal, and that sword looks like +5 Keen Bloodfeeding Stygian Enervating Prismatic Bursting to me. That looks like leather armor; +5 Heavy Fortification leather armor of Greater Agility, or course. Looks like I've also got guantlets of Giant's Strength +6, Boots of Haste, a Belt of Battle, and a Cloak of Resistance +4. Also, my skin seems to be gray; I assume I'm a Goliath. +4 Strength and +2 Con, right?"
From that point on, "We start with what's on our mini, right?" became a running joke. Tradition dictates that on the first session of a new campaign, we all bring Warhammer 40k figurines, Halo action figures, Gundam models, etc., and ask if we're allowed to use their equipment, trying to outdo each other.
We are such nerds.
edited 25th Aug '10 1:21:07 AM by disturbly
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One that's gone a little out of fashion in our group, that I would seriously suggest others pick up: The mood is a ship. Specifically, the mood ship. And it sinks when someone breaks it. With a horrible crashing sound.
Yakka Foob Mog
One time when we were playing Hunter The Vigil, my character was exploring the basement of a building where a demon supposedly dwelled. While down there, he found a summoning circle and bunch of snack pie wrappers, indicating someone had been dwelling down there while performing the ritual.
Once back upstairs, the other player asked me, "Did you find anything interesting down there? Any, I don't know, demonic sigils or pie wrappers?"
Since then, "Pie Wrappers" has come to be synonymous with metagaming, and I have adopted it into a nickname for the offending player when telling gaming stories here at the wiki.
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Great thread!
I don't have a regular group at the moment, but there are a couple from my former after-school D&D game. I think the running joke involving worrying descriptions of monsters grasping their rods was from Orcus on His Throne, and Orcus in general is the cause of all misfortune-
"Damn you, Orcus!"
RM/8
"Check for traps!" on everything. One time we'd planned to buy a brick for something-or-other reading "I check this brick for traps".
"Only now, after being besieged by a flock of talking ponies, did he really understand what he'd lost. "
In my old gaming group, we used to quotes from Star Fox a lot.
'Slippy's Hit!' whenever someone, especially someone not combat optimised, got hit in combat.
'Did we get him?' 'Not yet sir!' for NPC combat chatter.
edited 25th Aug '10 4:32:45 PM by Indalecio
"Eleven!" whenever rolls come up, it mainly came up due to my weird tendency to roll 11's.
Gerald Zosewater
'Do it in response! Do it in response!'
Ruining everything forever.
One player who left our group was infamous for his ability to murder just about anything we threw at him (due to World Of Darkness having one of the most breakable dual-wielding systems in history). Since he left, our players have mentally increased the size of his guns' barrels until he was, in the original campaign, as far as anyone can remember, dual wielding actual tanks.
A friend of mine who's a Dungeon Master for Dungeons and Dragons puts a recurring joke in the campaigns he runs.
Once, there was an NPC farmer guy named Jenkins in one of this friend's campaigns. Jenkins fought enemies with a pitchfork. He actually managed to survive. Now, all of this friend's campaigns include an epic item called "Jenkins' Pitchfork." It is there somewhere, possibly to be found by the players.
One player who left our group was infamous for his ability to murder just about anything we threw at him (due to World Of Darkness having one of the most breakable dual-wielding systems in history). Since he left, our players have mentally increased the size of his guns' barrels until he was, in the original campaign, as far as anyone can remember, dual wielding actual tanks. Something very similar happened in our D&D campaign with the half giant fighter/Disciple of Dispater's falchion. Except instead of us mentally increasing the size of the sword out of game, after the fact, the player, with help of the parties Wu Jen and a greater ring of spell storing, managed to cast the spell "Giant Size" on himself, making himself Colossal size, and his sword Colossal+ (through Powerful build and Monkey Grip, he had started out with a Huge weapon; under the effects of the spell, it was nearly 300 foot long, as I recall).
So this 80 foot tall giant swings his 300 foot long BFS at a castle, with his 60+ strength and a full power attack. Our Dm's jaw dropped as the damage was summed up. After he was told the result, he was speachless for a good thirty seconds. Finally:
"I guess... I guess you kill it."
Player: The castle?
"Yes. You just annihilated a castle in one shot."
Pl: So... I dropped it?
"Yes. It's gone. It just isn't there anymore. It's just rubble. Everyone inside is dead."
Pl: Cool.
The player in question took a look at the battle board, and then uttered the greatest statement in the history of our game.
Player: I cleave... to that village!
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Gerald Zosewater
Now that's what I call absolute cleavage!
Ruining everything forever.
Yakka Foob Mog
I think disturbly just won the thread.
Some of my group's favorite lines include, "I got an F on my last spiritual journey," "Torik Vaun is my best friend *," "Did I just lose my gun privileges *," "The monster kind of looks like an ostrich," "I don't knooooow. I'm so plagued by indecision," and the immortal "Mmf! Fmggh hrfhh hmmnh gmmf! (turns around and fails fear check) MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMH!"
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One of our weirder jokes well. My group has one player who likes to be kinda creepy. During one game he turns to one of the other guys and puts his hand on his shoulder. Then he started talking about how he had a dream the other night. He was Alladin and the other guy was Jasmine. We led to a joke about "exploring the cave of wonders". "Exploring the Cave of Wonders" has become a kind of goal for the campaign now(at least in the minds) as they like to think of it as a real place in the world.
Speaking of those same guys again, the err victim of the other joke has become the but monkey of the party. He is a very charismatic Changling bard, who is irresistible to well EVERYONE, which is not his choice.
Then there is the Smoking owner of the first cities brothel. The party wanted to go to a brothel, me TRYING to keep the game on track had a deep voiced, female, smoker run the place to scare them off. It did not work. BUT she did take a liking to the parties Dragonborn and now shows up in every major city.
More NPC fun. At one point the PCs were fighting goblins. One lived and I wanted them to interrogate him. They did, and being the neutral/bad pcs they are I expected them to kill him, they didn't. He has now become a NPC who follows them around. Squidilf is basically the Deus Ex Mahina of the campaign. His voice is high and squeaky and really fun to do.
ONE MORE THING, there was this time they fought undead int a city. The party was convinced there was a lich leading them, there wasn't. Now anytime the go anywhere the suspect a lich is behind it. I have abused this beyond reason and have made them very paranoid.
We have alot more, just can't remember them now, I'll post more after this weeks game.
edited 26th Aug '10 10:26:30 AM by syvaris
You will never love a women as much as George Lucas hates his fans.
The Showrunner of Dzwiedz 24
My Requiem character has Gag Boobs. Lately the rest of the team started catching up on that joke.
Also, The Obligatory Caine Joke. Last time it went over to the new World Of Darkness courtesy of Ryu (as we play in Los Angeles).
edited 26th Aug '10 11:05:38 AM by NotSoBadassLongcoat
"what the complete, unabridged, 4k ultra HD fuck with bonus features" - Mark Von Lewis
How did that happen? Plot Devices.
Devices that go "Plot!"
Platypus!
Alas, I'm currently LFG, but my old group had a couple of running ones. For example, upon running into a merchant, or any new character, one of the first questions asked was nine times out of ten "Can I interest you in this Gnomish Kama Sutra?" Also, there's the Two Cardboard Boxes And A Brothel
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How about this: Renaming the villain. Good god, renaming the villain.
Mostly because they can't fucking remember his damn name, but... hell.
Example: Gracklethorn.
Their rename? Crinkletits.
GAH! TRYING TO RUN A HORROR GAME OVER HERE!
Our group had the Gnome Apocalypse. None of use were great fans of the 3rd edition D&D Gnomes as a concept, so whatever setting we played in, it was generally assumed that in the backstory, every other race had ganged together and exterminated them. They were universally referred to as "f***ing Gnomes".
Then there was the guy who cast Detect Evil on a rock. That was a running gag whenever someone did something really stupid.
Maelstrom
My DM is very notorious for really twisting Wish spells, and there just happens to be one player (who happens to be quite young, but really clever at D&D) who really like that certain spell. Now, in one campaign, the players were in a tower, and were pretty much screwed. The kid, having a Ring Of Wish, decided to use one of his three wishes. He wanted to freeze time, but phrased his wish as, "I wish everything would freeze!". Yeah, you can imagine what happened next.
Since then, almost nobody uses Wish, and if they do, everyone gets scared.
I also made one character, an elf named Cheezits, who beat stuff with a shield and spawned several memes. She soon rose to no amount of fame by killing many badgers, and now badgers are quite famous in the group.
Later, she decided to hunt some animals out in a plains area, and befriened a cheetah by accident, and I named it Fritos.
One of the other players, a ranger in training, wanted to tame an animal, and tried to one-up me by trying to find a Hell Cat. He succeeded by rolling a 1, summoning a very angry Hell Cat. We were all level one.
This campaign is still ongoing, so I'm pretty sure there will still be more.
And finally, the most ridiculous one of all.
In a GURPS campaign I ran, the players were trying to infiltrate a navy base. It's a Long Story. One of the players had a character that was completely incompetent at fighting, but was good at speech. He was put in charge of flying a plane full of explosives into the base, and dropping a bomb from the plane as well.
He reached the airport with the ordnance in a truck, and then he decided to talk to the workers putting luggage onto a jumbo jet. Here's the jist of how it went:
Player: Okay, I'm going to convince them that the bombs are not bombs.
Me: Alright, roll it.
Player: -critically succeeds-
Me: Okay, uh, so you convince them that the bomb is actually a container holding a dead baby elephant. And that the crates of explosives are actually dead baby elephant... eggs. The workers ask you why you have this stuff.
Player: -rolls, crits again-
Me: ... ... So, you say that you are Hubert (his character's name), the famous, uh, paleoarcholologist. You are transporting these to the Museum of Paleoarcholology. They immediately recognize you and ask for your autograph, and are perfectly fine with transporting your stuff. You also get a ride for free.
Later, when the plane is over the base...
Player: So, I get someone to help me push the bomb out the door of the plane. I'll intimidate a passenger. I tell him that I need to drop the dead baby elephant onto the museum so that they get it. -rolls, succeeds by a great margin-
Me, acting as the passenger: "Oh my god! You're that paleoarcholologist! I'll help you, but only if you give me your autograph!"
Yeah, since then. paleoarcholology has been a very popular study in my group. It really amounts to knowing a lot about B.S., but paleoarcholologists are loved around the world for whatever they do, which is never actually made clear. Paleoarcholologists could feasibly do anything or be anyone, as long as it doesn't make sense.
I write pretty good fanfiction, sometimes.
Metafan.
Player: "Can I have my flashback now?" DM: *sighs* "Fine. You find a magical object of flashback triggering. The air around you starts to become wavy as you venture into the past."
DM: "The meeting isn't until later tonight. You now have time to venture around and investigate the city." Player: "While waiting, our group searches for some dice, paper, and pencils. We begin to write up character sheets and-" DM: "It is suddenly time for the meeting."
DM: "Your journey passes surprisingly uneventfully." Player: "Wow, we've had 87 surprisingly uneventful journeys so far. We must have a lot of eventful journeys when we aren't looking."
Player: "I activate my plot device!" DM: "Your plot device activates with a whirring sound. Suddenly, you and your allies are transported to the next important part of the story."
DM: "Huh. Interesting." Players: "You rolled a crit, didn't you?" DM: "I can't tell if it's me or my dice, honestly."
- player rolls a crit*
Player: "Hey, can we retcon my (X) into a (Y)?" DM: "Sure, I guess." Other Player: "We're in the MIDDLE OF COMBAT!"
DM: "So, this new spell/ability of yours is basically (X), but with snakes?" Player: "It's a Palette Swap."
Dreamaniacs do it for the art.
Every group acquires jokes over time. This is a place to post those running jokes within a gaming group that keep showing up, whether in play or just in the conversations.
In mine, we've got one where whenever experience is handed out, the players use Insane Troll Logic to add it up to about five hundred.
"Okay, so five experience points, but that's plus the five we got last time, which makes ten, and there's four of us, so that makes forty- each..." Etc. It's actually a fairly good one, and its creator wishes he'd never started it.