What are the Best Running jokes in your D&D campaigns #2

[@praxusprime5392]

In-character argument: "There is no way he should be able to move that fast!" "He's a were-cheetah." "I know he's aware that he's cheating. I wanna know HOW he's cheating."

[@HLGJammer]

"Not cheata, Petah, Cheetah."

[@LocalMaple]

Nobody in the Swordcoast knows what a Fairy is. So when I tuck my wings inside my cloak, every NPC assumes the broody Elven Bard is my father.

[@MasterZebulin]

Man, I wish I was there. I already could imagine the conversation: PC: ...And to do THAT, apparently we need a fairy to open the damn door! And GOD only knows whatever the hell THAT is! Me (apparently God now, lol): I know what that is. All of Swordcoast: You DO!?

[@LocalMaple]

@@MasterZebulin Elven bounty Hunter, speaking Common: Who is this little one? Me, in Elvish: “Daddy, her knives are scary..” Party: laughs Bard: scowling DM: laughing, “roll me a deception check…” Me: 17. DM: She immediately puts away her poison-coated daggers.

[@qbertking1910]

Honestly a logical conclusion

[@spartanhawk7637]

My cleric thought Owlbears were mythological, so when he got jumped by one I described it as "the reaction you'd expect if Bigfoot stepped out of the woods and cold clocked you in the head." DM loved it and just kept rolling owlbears for random encounters (open rolls so no number fudging) End result is my character's been clobbered by owlbears every time he goes "Owlbears of unusual size? I don't believe they exist."

[@jondawson7911]

My DM gave us some magic weapons recently. One of them was a greatsword described as making a sound like a feral animal when it was swung. The Barbarian it was more or less intended for immediately says, "It sounds like a duck." Hence its new name: Ducksword, made the DM laugh so we all agree that player won D&D.

[@ChilleBruh]

😂🏅

[@penguinmaster7]

There's a dragonborn in one of my parties who can't speak common very well. When trying to figure out what kind of monster was in a river, they called it "not feesh". Now every time there's a creature in the water, we call it a "not feesh". Last session as of writing, the DM introduced a brand new monster in their hombrew campaign. it's called the "Na'utfixh", which is pronounced as, you guessed it, "not feesh".

[@Combes_]

Not feesh

[@kaseymathew1893]

I wanna pet Puddles. I also have a running gag from my gaming group: Larry the Bandit. If our group encounters highwaymen, one of them is always named Larry. It is the SAME Larry every time, and he remembers us. Each time, he tries to warn his fellow highwaymen and gets ignored. "Stand aside and let us pass." "Guys, we should do as he says!" "Shut up, Larry!"

[@aidanjackson5084]

6:40 - Note for Narrator Von: the pronunciation for the Warhammer Chaos God Tzeentch is, as my best pronunciation spelling can be, "zEEnch," as both T's are silent. He's a Chaos God of Trickery, Manipulation, and Magic

[@axios4702]

Alternatively, you can call him Titsnitch.

[@mtgdreamer]

Everytime someone dies from fireball from another player, the player mlsays "maybe fireball was too much." Happens more than you think.

[@SniperSpy10]

Running joke was no matter what, first thing I ask the DM when we encounter an enemy would be "Are they wearing any metal?", this is due to my bard learning heat metal early on and learning how quickly it would (quite literally) melt foes, after my DM realised this they made it their quest to try and avoid metal. This got multiple in game comments from characters mentioning the shear lack of metal supplies. This lasted until the DM blundered and accidently described one of the dungeons we were exploring as having large iron grates on the floor, turning the boss fight into standing back an burning an entire dungeon worth of enemies.

[@scoots291]

It was during the iron shortage

[@derpaderpy4931]

​@@scoots291 At least they found where all the iron went.

[@CzarBomba827]

My Simic Hybrid Monk, Vaalkhiin, is somewhat notorious for being unable to hit anything that isn’t a tree.

[@thequalitycomedian7842]

Back who knows how long ago, I wasn’t the best at improvising NPC’s and enemies In combat. So, when it came down to an encounter with some criminals, I literally labelled them in combat ‘Mobster 1’, ‘Mobster 2’, ‘Mobster 3’. However, when the players asked me for their names, I somewhat panicked, and just said the names I had written above. And of course, when one of them died, and probably what started the running joke of our group, one of the mobsters just screamed “MOBSTER 2 NOOOOO!” Many sessions later, right before the party fought a big boss, they had to go up against a mini-boss I’d set up. Considering the fact that the party was about to take on the crime syndicate of the ‘mobster 1 incident’, I decided to do a bit of a callback. So, right before the party went up against the boss, out walks “Mobster 1’s Brother.” That being their full birth name. Over time, the party progressively came across more and more people connected to Mobster 1, who’s full legal names just got progressively longer, to the point where the most recent one we’ve had is a man named “Mobster 1’s Brothers Cousins Half-Twins Nephews Great Great Grandfather.”

[@vell7297]

During a spelljammer campaign our party was a bit on the chaotic side, so our more mild druid wasn't too keen on them. Except my dragonborn wizard who was a bit of a quiet bookworm. Well unbeknownst to him, my wizard was a necromancer (big no no for a druid) and throughout the campaign the druid just barely missed my summoned undead, seemingly randomly having ghosts, skeletons and zombies show up and dissappear. This finally came to an end around the last few sessions, where after a crash my wizard was badly injured. The others snuck out and saw some wanted posters with my crime being necromancy, followed by them retrieving some of my stuff like the guided skull for summon undead, and my spellbook which had its cover torn off revealing it to be bound in flesh

[@MatthewSchooley94]

My favorite running joke is that our tiefling is accidentally racist. We'd finished off a fight in a prison's laundry room, and our tiefling cracked a joke about making sure the whites and colors are separated, referring to keeping blood out of the clothes; we ended up going "Wow, dude. Really?" In that same story arc, we came across our tiefling's missing sister, who had lost all of her memory; he tried to jog her memory by having our dragonborn pose as her old teacher, who was also a red dragonborn. After she regained her memory, she poked fun at our tiefling, saying "Really? You thought you'd pass her off as my old teacher just because she's a red dragonborn? They look nothing alike!"

[@ericb3157]

reminds me of a story where someone misunderstood "wash the colors separately" and thought EVERY COLOR had to be completely separate...

[@People.are.overrated]

A similar joke in a campaign I was in was a joke with a gnome wizard. He was sending a letter to his mothers asking if he was adopted. (his mothers were human and definitely dead by now) He called a pigeon and used “speak with small animals. The only thing I remember from the conversation was my DM saying in a British accent, “Are you a pigeon racist?” Now, every time a joke is made that could be taken racist, the gnome says, “don’t be racist like me.”

[@arcticwolf2742]

"OSTENTATIOUS." 😅 Our table met a magic item salesman. Two notable points: He never wanted gold or even platinum for the items. He was also a Kenku called Scratches. In order to pay him for a magic dagger, my friend, playing a Fire Genasi Sorceress called Kenna, needed to give him 42 words that he didn't already know, so he could expand his vocabulary. Because I am both English-born and a total troll, I gave her a list of old English words, most of them insults. But the DM caught the word Ostentatious, and now any time anyone uses the word I character, the entire party hears the clicking of little Kenku claws, no matter where they are, before a certain Magic Item Salesman burst in the nearest door, looks the one who spoke the word dead in the eye, and says, both serious and excitedly: "Ostentatious." We also frequently burst into random crys of "BIRD!" for no reason, which I usually cap by doing my best crow noises.....

[@electricdanish912]

There are two that come to mind for my Zelda themed series of campaigns: 1. The Hylian Schoolgirl. Presented as any identity hitherto unknown, either in the third or first person. "You see an indistinct figure in the fog." "OMG, IT'S THE HYLIAN SCHOOLGIRL!" 2. The bees are in your eyes. During a brief misadventure in a chaos goddess' domain, any attempt at piercing a possible illusion with a perception roll would yield that answer, with the implication that they were only present when things came under scrutiny. Now, whenever someone rolls under a 5 on a perception check, someone chimes in, "You see nothing. The bees are in your eyes."

[@SymbioteMullet]

In my games, there'd be NPCs named Barry, Gary, Larry, or Harry. For some reason those were my go to names for on the spot npcs for ages. In multiple campaigns of BESM, a friend of mine would torture us with bats. Not out of any malice, but whenever we had an encounter with bats we would all somehow whiff every single roll possible. Ordinary, stock bats with no bonuses were somehow the most dangerous life forms in every setting he ran. We'd empty automatic weapons at them, call upon the powers of thunder and lighting, collapse caves on them, score direct hits with rockets... and we'd roll so bad to hit and damage that they'd just. Keep. Coming. And _wreck_ us on their damage rolls. He's not run a game in years, but we still live in fear of those squeaking nightmares. Be we ninja-wizards, netrunners, sonic OC's or any other flavour of anime-esque setting, we know they are waiting. And hungry.

[@StevenStormcloak-oy6hz]

Batman

[@crowbar_the_rogue]

I was separated from the party and retired for two years before rejoining them. We ran into some undead in the forest and started combat. I pulled back my bow, saying "I haven't done this in a while." I crit and rolled max damage, killing my target instantly. I don't really use the bow much anymore, but whenever I do, I make sure to mutter "I haven't done this in a while."

[@Godzillawolf1]

Distressed Horse/Bird Noises: In my party's Rime of the Frostmaiden campaign, my druid Daphne was an oddly adorable homebrew chimera, who primarily looks like a composite of a horse and a skunk (later gaining Kirin aspects when multiclassing into Divine Soul Sorceror). Well in one instance, she was upset by something bad that happened, and I just said she made 'distressed horse noises.' Everyone liked it, so 'Daphne makes distressed horse noises' ended up being my default go to reaction to traumatic circumstances, with other players even discribing her as doing such and the server we're on has it as a reaction emoji. The running gag returned in our Dragonlance playthrough with my character Acias, who's an Aarakocra, who makes 'distressed bird noises' when upset.

[@GibMoarRam]

Thank you for leaving off on Puddles. Nothing could have topped that.

[@CrazyHawkeComics]

So in my D&D group we have a running joke where every now and then in a champaign, a random villager dies do to our party's chaotic nature. Part of the joke is that every villager that dies looks identical to the previous one because they all come from what we call "The Luckless Family".

[@The_Distortionist_Waits]

A champagne? Oooooh, how expensive was it? Was it a fine vintage?

[@CrazyHawkeComics]

@@The_Distortionist_Waits Spelling mistake acknowledged, thanks

[@The_Distortionist_Waits]

@@CrazyHawkeComics It's alright, just figured I'd take a jab as a joke

[@CrazyHawkeComics]

@@The_Distortionist_Waits Nicely done!👍

[@HLGJammer]

O'Doyles rule!

[@addysart5027]

My groups is "don't worry I know CPR" Cause someone said it after our dm mentioned being I'm pain, and it's been a running gag ever since

[@Oshroth]

My group started a running joke in a campaign two sessions ago. We are using Roll20 and one of the characters (Elrovis) was the first to be knocked unconscious in the campaign. So as a joke their token was renamed to "Ded Elrovis" and then when my cleric revived them, they were renamed to "Less Ded Elrovis". In the latest session, which was still the same combat, one of the other players decided to use Minor Illusion to create an image of Elrovis which was named "Illusionary Elrovis" (though they changed their mind to use an auditory illusion instead) and Elrovis was renamed something like "Non-auditory-illusion Less Ded Elrovis". And the rest of that session was just adding more prefixes to Elrovis. We'll probably be able to add a bunch more in later sessions because Roll20 allows really long token names

[@trueblade39]

Nobody is allowed to mention parties, as in the fun gatherings people have to celebrate good times. They have to refer to such occasions as "par-tays" because using the P-word in that context causes twenty abishai to burst through nearby windows and attack. If there are no windows, they crash through the ceiling. Trust me, those abishai will find their way in somehow. Even when the group started a second campaign and met their old characters from the first campaign, one player said "party" and I narrated how the old characters immediately screamed in terror and dove beneath furniture in anticipation of an abishai assault. Another recurring joke is the "Valley Girl Succubus", a very dumb succubus who constantly yells "oh my gawwwww" whenever she encounters the party. She's been beaten three times across two campaigns, and now whenever valley speak is heard my players cringe in fear

[@norandomnumbers]

My players are always moving chests. Doesn't matter if it makes sense or not. Me (DM): ...and at the corner of the room sits a chest, with a visible keyhole at the front." Party while snickering: "Oh sweet a free chest! We pick it up." Me: "Oh gods, again?"

[@olahmundo]

one of my players wanted to buy a mule, and I, the shopkeeper NPC said that I had mules to sell. Then I said "the NPC points towards a mirror" and he says "There's a mule for you!" as he saw his own reflection. To be honest, it was very out of character for the NPC, but the joke came to mind and I couldn't resist it. The PC wasn't even being annoying nor anything, I just felt like mocking him. But now we are always talking about it, and they keep making mule jokes whenever there's a reflection. The PC is also called Mule every now and then

[@astro-aaron]

I’m still in the campaign, but, just about everyone is a wrestling fan. And there’s a famous promo by wrestler Scott Steiner dubbed ‘Steiner Math’, where he breaks down how he can’t loose the match using math. Except his math is way off. So, anytime someone has to pause to do the math, you know, in DND, we call it a Steiner moment.

[@GooeyChewie]

Any time a player makes a save against a horrible effect, we say "You feel like you're about to {insert horrible effect}... but then you don't." You feel like you're about to disintegrate, but then you don't. You feel like you're about to have your mind taken over, but then you don't.

[@viohazard6150]

I only played D&D for a short while when I was younger, but we did have a running gag in our sessions where every time we'd take a long rest somewhere, the DM would usually tell us "Day breaks" and the rest of us would all yell at our paladin to go fix it.

[@sherylcascadden4988]

Pathfinder: party's goblin assassin has a Hide in Shadows of 21 before rolling. Regularly hides in his own shadow.

[@shiroitaka5948]

DM: Introduces *Mysterious Bread* Players: What does it do? DM: Idfk Its been implemented into every campaign so far. Take a bite, roll a d20, and see what bullshit unfolds. From puking uncontrollably for 5 minutes to blipping out of reality, honestly it does a lot of random shit.

[@kenkubard]

I have two stories from the same character but from different adventures. He was Kadach, a dragonborn storm sorcerer. He was very charismatic, as well as quick-witted, and was the typical asshole with a heart of gold. On the first one we were trying to escort a caravan, pretty simple stuff. The rogue wanted to sneak out at night to steal some stuff, and the barbarian with the criminal background wanted to tag along. Since we already had someone messing up his plans I decided to lean into it and go with them, too. We started walking down the street, I pretended to be drunk, the barbarian dressed in drag and was trying to act the part, and the rogue was sneaking through alleys while he followed us. We came across two guards, and the barbarian failed the performance check to act like a drag queen, so the guards were pretty weirded out by the situation, the rogue crit fails his stealth check, and knocks over some trash, causing a loud noise. The guards are about to turn around and the dm asks me what Kadach does. I start asking about the building next to us. "How tall is it?" Low, about ten feet tall. "Has it got one of those 5 foot walls surrounding it?" Yes. "I use my action to climb it, jump off, as I'm falling I cast featherfall, which triggers Tempestous Magic (Immediately before or after I cast a levelled spell I can use my bonus action to fly ten feet). As I do all of that I have to say some arcane words they dont understand, and in the middle I scream in horror "THE SPIRITS ARE TAKING MEEE" as I fly 10 feet backwards, as if I were being pulled by the legs onto the roof of the house, out of sight. The rogue escapes, and the barbarian looks at both the stunned, horrified guards and says in his regular half orc man voice "I dont even know dude" and just walks away. Since then "THE SPIRITS ARE TAKING ME!" is a common inside joke. People had said it during nightmares, an insane man has said it, and we found a reference to the phrase in an old book about ghosts. The second one is a mechanically simpler. The party was in a small jungle town with heavy tensions between the furry-discriminating elven government, and the furry guerrilla that started to resist their opression. To make matters worse, there is a fog poisoning the air in a huge area spanning the the town and jungle. We were trying to find out who or what was causing it, since everyone else was too preoccupied with the political conflict to deal with the thing that was slowly killing them all. We were just following leads, and we came across a drow who had a little stall in which he sold jewelry. Our simian bard wanted/needed to steal from him. Cue circus music. Our harengon bard decided that the best way to divert attention was to cast thunderwave in the middle of a market, in the middle of a super tense town. The guards called it "terrorism". We needed something else to get away, at least temporarily. I said "I subtle cast minor illusion, and make a floating human in T-pose with lightbeams coming out of his eyes and mouth" DM points out the area of the spell is 5x5, too small for an average human. "Ok, it's a halfling then". AND IT. FUCKING. WORKED. After that, the floating T-posed ascending halfling has appeared in hallucinations, dreams, and people have started believing its existence as a sort of urban legend.

[@postapocalypticnewsradio]

PANR has tuned in. The loop continues

[@jeffreygray7024]

I'm proud to be a member of the group that brought about "Honk Honk the Destroyer" lol. We still have a lot of interesting things going on in our campaigns and I've found a great group of friends to play DnD with. Currently we have a running gag that has become canonical in that quicksand just doesn't exist anywhere in the world (one of my party members at lvl6 through items and whatnot had a passive perception of 31). As well as Lord Merrick; a necromantic, displacer beast-chimera like being that realistically would translate to no less than CR13 or so against that same party (with the help of a dragon) whom we managed to beat without killing to gain control of a castle that can teleport when two casters concentrate magic into it's core (think Castlevania). Lord Merrick is a literal demi-god and has no following, nor does anyone really know of his existence, and the fight began because we mocked him to the point he came out to fight us (avoiding lair actions on our end which was a big factor in not getting TPK'd). Our character's annoyed him so much that any time someone talks trash about him regardless of distance or even what plane they're on (including different parties who probably shouldn't know of his existence anyways), he can hear it and gets frustrated, making the Skeletor "MYAH!" sound.

[@synashilp]

My players like to steal furniture, especially couches. This means their favorite places to hit up are not rich luxurious mansions belonging to law-abiding citizens, but rather places where crime happens. It lets them kill two birds with one stone: they get reputation as honorable citizens for cleaning up dangerous areas, and they get to shop around for stuff to redecorate their base. I've suggested that they could make their own stuff. The most effort they'll let their characters go through is to refurbish their finds. Oddly enough, the whole thing started with a stone table that they knew they could use. Since it was carved from the cave they found it in, they took out their mining tools, freed the table, and rolled it back to their base. The only thing I don't know is how I can keep any of the world's furniture safe.

[@pumpkinpatch7841]

Add an Ikea to the campaign. (Bonus if you want to try and stop them from stealing the furniture: 1/3 of the furniture are mimics and there's no way of telling them apart from the normal furniture)

[@synashilp]

@@pumpkinpatch7841 I provide IKEA equivalents. They don't want to just shop for furniture. They just want to take furniture. There was a campaign in which I provided them with a fully furnished home base. It had all of the amenities. They still stole a couch and a few chairs from a bandit hideout that they raided. They will not be stopped.

[@41217beingbored]

I don't know if this will count, but there is one person at our table that inadvertently creates his own running joke. He has played years of 5e but he has a more "rules are suggestions" approach to playing. He wouldn't refer to his character sheet a lot and constantly forgot the simplest mechanics of combat and spells. The joke in game is that all his characters are accident prone but realistically, the joke would be that he simply refuses to redo his own mistakes, even though we let him. No Mulligans, No Rewinds, he always commits. And every time he commits, someone (in character) gets hurt. But it's usually himself. He once jumped out a window forgetting he was on the third floor (and how much fall damage hurts in tier 1), once knocked a PC out trying to throw a whisky bottle through a window the PC was in front of, and managed once to miss three whole rounds of combat because he kept trying to shoot another guy at range while a bad guy was right in his face. But his most spectacular failure in 5e was his most recent. He was taking his turn DMing a round-robin campaign based around Anime where we were our real selves being thrusted into the Forgotten Realms (keep the "our real selves" part in mind as we go along). All the DMs have characters in the game and we set a solid excuse for when they're not there, but he decided that his character (now a bard freshly graduated from college) was tagging along. As we made our way through the Underdark, we were tasked by a stone guardian magically bound to guard a certain entrance to appease his curiosity and check to see what he was actually guarding. When we entered the chamber, we discovered King Ooze, a gelatinous cube given sentience by a powerful psychic gem. Having known this guy for a while, I knew that the gelatinous cube was his favorite monster, and he would always read its stat block and even if he didn't, I assumed he read this modified ooze before playing it out. But I sat there bewildered when, on his character's turn, this exchange happened: (for context, we were 20 feet away from the ooze when initiative was rolled) DM: Alright, so as my character, I'm going to cast identify on the gem. Rogue: Identify is a touch spell. DM: Is it? Oh, but I have Mage Hand active, so I'll have it touch the gem. Rogue: Can't cast spells through Mage Hand, at least not at this level. DM: Okay fine. *moves mini* Then I'll go up and touch the gem. Me: You're touching it? The one that's imbedded in the ooze? DM: Yeah. I would need identify the gem to see why it's alive. Me: That's not the problem. You know the gelatinous cube is acidic, right? It dissolves organic matter. Thats its whole thing. You would know that. DM: *slight pause* Well... maybe I would, but as me, I would be curious and want to touch. But now that you warned me, I'm going to back away. *The Rogue and I look at each other, wondering who was going to tell him* Rogue: That's an opportunity attack, boss. DM: *confused* What? Me: You moved out of its melee. It gets a free attack on you. DM: Oh no. Me: Wanna redo that? DM: No. No, I got this. Let me look at its damage. *short pause* *metaphorical gulp* Oh no... He then proceeds, as the DM, to roll against his character's AC, succeed, roll damage against his own character, max it out and promptly knock himself unconscious in one hit. And I, as the party's NG paladin and only healer, proceed to facepalm before using my turn to pull him out of danger and heal him. When he was healed and awake, I, in character, looked at him, called his actual name and said: "If you do something stupid like that again, i will slap you. And be thankful i can't add smite to unarmed attacks."

[@wafflecat6014]

Best Running Jokes in a campaign Moss falls on you when you roll a Nat 1. No matter what. Harpies once attacked us and the DM makes a joke about them “Narrowly Missing”. We have quoted that ever since

[@lexsamreeth8724]

There's always somebody incompetent named Steve. Normally, it's just a background character, but in one case, we had a kobold that was the reason for safety briefings on the elevator into the Chasm Mines. Said kobold had grabbed the chains and torn his arm off at one point, so everyone gives him grief for having to be reminded about basic safety measures in a spoof on OSHA requirements. Safety warnings are usually concluded with "THIS MEANS YOU, STEVE"

[@funnyblog100]

We joked that I couldn't roll below a 15. Because every time something bad happened to my character I'd roll something ridiculous and the dice gods would save him no matter how improbable it seemed. Speared through the chest and went unconscious nat 20 death save got up with 1hp left and survived this was after killing over a dozen men almost single-handedly, Impaled through the stomach with a greatsword and thrown off a bridge grabbing the ledge with a successful acrobatics check to quickly grab something as I fell, nat 20 athletics roll and pulled myself up, a devil from the 9 hells even tried to possess my character and I rolled a nat 20 on the wisdom save because of course I did and told the devil to fuck off. ( I should clarify I was rolling right in front of the gm and we were both baffled by how insane my luck was.) The devil was a chain devil bound to a cursed ring that was given to my character for backstory reasons. The ring couldn’t be removed and forced me to make wisdom saves problem is I was a half elf and had advantage on those. Secondly since the ring couldn’t be removed I just opted to have my characters finger amputated instead and had it incinerated in holy fire at a nearby temple. The devil will reform in the hells eventually but it was put through an excruciating amount of pain due to being dunked in holy water, stabbed with a silver dagger and set ablaze. He wasn’t even a tanky character. He was a college of whispers bard, a glass cannon with a crossbow. He shouldn’t have survived this. The party once found him floating in a pool after he fell off a cliff. Still alive. Why? Well I reminded the gm that one of our previous quests was a diving mission and my character had a breathing apparatus in his mask. So he was unconscious but didn’t drown. The fall did shatter his arm though which was later amputated and our forge cleric built him a new arm. He also suffered organ damage.

[@crowbar_the_rogue]

My party tried to eat absolutely everything I threw at them. For example, I'd have a bunch of goblins ambush them and one of the players immediately went: "I seem to recall goblins taste like chicken!"

[@garfjaconsen1161]

Denny's wife. One of our less charismatic characters trying to fast talk some guards who were questioning the party went on a long rant about another character's (Denny) wife. He told the guards how ugly, mean and foul smelling she was. From then on we continually joked about Denny's wife whenever someone brings up a scary or unpleasant monster. Poor Denny, he isn't even married.

[@---ze8tc]

It all started with a regular guard in a small town, just some man that was a the gate of the town, made on the fly by the GM : He's a small man with a green shirt, a magnificent moustache and a polearm. We talk a little to know more about the town, and forgot about him. Later that night, the town was attack and we went to helped people, to find the town's guard fighting against the ennemies. Even if he had nothing special, he was rolling extremly good, and we never had to help him. Now, in all our game, in his honor, any NPC with one can succeed one roll with a special "moustache bonus" !

[@HannahSiemer]

The most recent one has to with burrito rolling. Let me set the scene for you guys, we’re in summer, Freezy version of Neverwinter, I think Adalist from fairy tail, and you’ve got the right idea, at least when it comes to match capacity since the entire party is some forecaster myself included. OK, a warlock, a ranger, a multi class, cleric, druid, and a wizard. Where we are, there are certain factions, as visible, but not required to join them. So one of the factions lives underneath the city, and Rita Rowling is how we reference the secret ritual That they partook of to become part of this particular faction known as the dead rats. Also, there is a recurring theme of our wizard, he’s a time wizard, so he’s also incredibly old, yeah, we have old person jokes every single session. He usually centers around dementia, and him taking his meds. I love you, Ryan.

[@EvilAutisms]

A running gag for my table is getting ‘klarged’ meaning to have your balls removed, my green-blue Sorcerer Dragonborn named Atlas started this gag by removed the first boss(a bugbear named Klarg)’s balls with my sword, I later changed characters to a tiefling cleric and professional criminal called Briar who I plan to ‘Klarg’ someone again

[@StevenStormcloak-oy6hz]

Dnd session:I shot a dude in the balls with a crossbow and he tried to heal himself and he failed miserably

[@StevenStormcloak-oy6hz]

And it was one of my party members who was neutral/chaotic evil and I was a chaotic good paladin

[@bassmikemikepugh8971]

At a big shift in one of the games I'm currently playing in, my tiefling artificer Azazel Asmodi, aka "Glim", was trying to think of a way of springing some party members from a jail cell after they had been captured for trying to fight the city guards. The guards were being controlled by an evil priestess of Shar. Now, a bit of backstory for Glim. He's a happy go lucky tiefling, who really just wants to better his craft as an artificer and finesmith. His father was a miner who worshiped his infernal bloodline, tracing back to big bad Asmodious himself, and his mother was much more of a loving soul who gave her son the nickname "Glimmer" which he shortened to "Glim" growing up. His father died in a mine collapse when Glim was a teen, and a dwarf jewelry maker took him in as basically a stepfather figure. Anyway, in trying to get his party members out of jail, he was shown a vision of a device by the goddess Selune, a device that he feverishly started to tinker and work on. It turned out to be a type of shape charge. Little did he know that this device would be copied by the goddess and given to her advancing army to siege a city with. Glim and his one party member who was still free used the device to blow a hole in the jail cell wall and get their fellow party members out. Then the whole city started having explosions blast off all over the place. The party made a hasty retreat, splitting at that point due to the two that were bailed out decided to leave the session. From that point on, it became a running rumor/joke that Glim blew up an entire city, a rumor which he despises, but everyone at the table finds hilarious. His go-to when it's brought up. "It was just one bomb... only one."

[@RuinQueenofOblivion]

Something I left out of the "Okay boomer" one. I was able to turn it on her a bit by making jokes about her character accidentally healing the BBEG of the minicampaign in the previous encounter with him due to her homebrew Necromancer class' feature as a running gag.

[@katyushamarikov8819]

At my table the meme is "I cast shield." My father plays with us and he was a 2nd Edition player so he didn't know how shield worked in 5e until someone cast it against him. He was pretty shocked to learn about reactions but now it is just funny.

[@pokerraper1]

I have a running gag with my players: whatever they say, I'll use it against them one way or another, not in harmful ways, but in jokes. Last time it was about someone having to use a donkey as their mount. And lo and behold, they have a donkey now. With 45 STR and 20 DEX because why not. And the donkey is really smart, so it messes with his rider more often than not.

[@ashcyr3711]

"I see with my fists!" our monk who likes to solve problems in this way in the name of the Cosmic Falcon (homebrew, captain falcon main)

[@jonathanmarks3112]

I hope the monk finishes the BBEG with a FALCON PAWNCH!

[@ashcyr3711]

@@jonathanmarks3112sadly, the fates of the Cosmic Falcon saw to it that we had to retire our adventuring a little early, but we still have short stuff here and there. he's currently playing a cheap knockoff of invader zim with a crappy disguise and a crappier robot companion (artificers my beloathed)

[@thescottishgeektwitch7125]

Having two dyslexic players at the table, our running joke is we always ask NPCs and bad guys to spell their names for us when we meet them 😂 its lead to some comical interactions

[@samzilla1281]

First one was from the most recent campaign that finished last month, yes I played a 'horny' bard. The DM had as much to do with Jack's escapades. Jack had a habit of wandering off, as well as romance. By the end, she had me roll persuasion checks every time I went in a bar or said hi to someone in a different setting (like my nat 20 after i said hi to a Red Wizard) When you have a +15 and an ability that lets you reroll ones. She then said "you have a fun night, roll a d12" No matter what i rolled she said, there's a bun in the oven. Every time Jack wandered off, everyone said "The Bard's at it again" Number 2 was from an earlier campaign. I was playing Gundarr the Strong and Stupid (described as the biggest Mountain Dwarf ever seen but couldn't say any word with more than one syllable). The players sitting on either side were playing, Bloop (a slimefolk Monk who had a wise master "He tasted like peppermint") and Rock Lobster (an Orc Bard who used a drum as his spell focus). The jokes were about the combined INT scores for the three of us. We had a combined score of 16. Gundarr had a 5, Bloop had a 6, and Rock Lobster had a 5.

[@enderskunk7644]

5:02 good thing I plan to play an armorer, they can make new legs.

[@nlrexx1]

Bag of Nerding My bard is very knowledgeable and well read, and basically fills the role of a wizard for the party. He's also a Dhampir, so he doesn't need to breathe. When he needs to feed, he will take his meal into his bag of holding. Our rogue is his girlfriend, and she watches over the bag. The first time he did this, she had to call him back out to answer a question on some lore, and she just shouted "HEY NERD!!" Into the open bag. He answered promptly, and the whole table burst out laughing. Ever since, the bag is referred to as my Bag of Nerding, since I tend to carry the majority of the random things that we find or need to keep for later.

[@raedev]

In my first campaign ever, on session 1, at some point we were asked what we were doing in a place and I replied "we're here to help", and we all giggled a bit about how weak and meaningless of an answer it was, and we left it at that. Later in the session, we were saving some kids who were kidnapped by a cult. One of them was super young - like 6 at most - and started screaming when we entered his room. I quickly went to him to try and calm him down with a hug and comforting words: "we're here to help". DM asks me to roll for persuasion. NAT 1. So here is my half tabaxi rogue, rear naked choking a child on the ground while holding a knife to his neck, hand on his mouth, and creepily whispering in his ear "we're here to help." - ever since then, whenever I'm playing DND and someone finds our party and is suspicious, and asks us what we're doing, either me or some of the players that were there during that session will always say "we're here to help" lmao

[@trevorjenkins7309]

I do the same Jeff story 😂. My players keep asking me character names of non important people, so I keep telling them "Jeff". They eventually caught on that I wasn't making names, so every npc was named Jeff (very popular name in my homebrew world). Eventually, it was Jeff, Jef, Jeph, Gef, Geoff, Jeth, and so on, spelling it more and more stupid.

[@ralphbutcher7294]

The gnomish slip-n-slide, while trying to make an escape the gnome wizard used floating disc at the end of his movement to try and increase his range, the DM allowed it cause the idea of a respectable wizard floating inches off the ground while laying face down as we ran was too amusing, it’s now our go to way of extending movement run forward and swan dive onto a floating disc to slide forward

[@lizzarddoggo8775]

Efreet: Be careful what you wish for Dobby: I wish for Omnipresence Efreet: I said be careful

[@OffRoadRN]

One character is a Tabaxi. So cat jokes. My guy, with expertise in Stealth and Sleight of Hand, keeps doing things like putting a cucumber on his pillow. Putting a collar with a little bell on him. And eventually, he woke up with a Cone of Shame around his neck, held in place with a DC 18 lock.

[@dianaferreria]

Two things: love the characters with glasses (mine just has disadvantage on sight based perception checks, and they use glasses all the time). And: NEED THAT ZOLRA ARTWORK

[@morimajo]

I am playing a modern slice of life campaign, just silly stuff like every session is an episode of friends. One day in spring we had a session about doing taxes and I passively made a joke about how he puts 20 bucks in a hole in the woods just like everyone else, as a way to display my dislike of having to file taxes, it turned into a joke that his whole family does this and now the money hole gets mentioned almost every session.

[@bradwolf07]

A running gag in my campaigns is "Orphan Timmy". We've encountered several orphan Timmy's; we also created a few orphan Timmy's. Byebye Orphan Timmy, Hello new Orphan Timmy

[@HunterHerne]

How badly my Pathfinder 2 Halfling Fighter (Cade Bushcutter) fails at everything that isn't a climactic fight. He searched a kitchen and got ambushed by a Gelatinous Cube. And another time he fell out of a tree on a nat 1, into a nat 1 on the hero point re-roll, and stabbed himself with his fork. But then in the final fight of the adventure, he does a power slide right between the big bad's legs, and single-handedly occupies(and kills) both of the lieutenants backing him up, letting the rest of the party murder the boss.

[@DiabloTheKingOfHell]

Every time my character sees a mule, he calls it a camel. Camels don't even exist in the world he's in, he just read an excerpt of a tabloid of the description of a camel from another world, and started calling them that. Whenever someone tries to correct him, he always brings up the fact that he is royalty and had access to the world's largest library.

[@knutandersson4606]

"You have a condition called dying..." I gave my party a Periapt of Wound Closure, a magic item considered broken by many because the rules of death saving throws aren't very clear. (Much like everything in D&D). The item automatically stabilises you if you're unconscious and at 0 hit points, being Stable doesn't mean you're back on your feet it means simply that you aren't rolling death saves and will return with 1 hit point after 1d4 hours, meanwhile a character that is Dying _is_ rolling death saves and might become stable or die. A stable character also doesn't erase failed Death Saves once stable, only when you get back hit points does that happen. In attempting to describe this I looked the player right in the eye and said: "You have a condition called dying..." and took a long pause for effect, and to gather my thoughts, and the table just started laughing. Everytime someone drops to 0 now: "you have a condition called dying"

[@matthiasmortier3627]

There is always a local animal to wake up the party everey morning. Usually, but not always, a rooster. It always ends up as breakfast.

[@rachelbearce626]

There's a skeleton at the door and he has a gun. Closes door

[@UltimateAkuma]

I actually have two funny running jokes that go throughout our campaigns and even One-Shots, but im gonna post the second one in the next video. so get ready cause this is about to be interesting and really long (Sorry in advance): Our first running joke has to do with a little spell called... MOONBEAM One of our teammates in particular played a character named Shad, who was a wizard. We were fighting a group of enemies, can't remember which, and we were all struggling quite a bit. Then finally got to shad's turn and he decided to cast moonbeam, this is where stuff started getting really wacky. so, you know how moonbeam has a 5-foot radius and goes 40-feet high? Sooo when Shad's player told our DM the spell's description, he accidentally thought the spell went up 5-feet high and had a radius of 40-FEET, mistaking it for an AOE attack!! Meaning when Shad casted that spell the full brunt of the attack hit EVERYONE in that room. the enemies succeeded in their con throw while most of our party didnt. So now the party was all at deathly low HP. But Shad's player wasn't having it, so he went straight to the spell description to take a closer look and noticed that the DM accidentally swapped the measurements. The DM had that "Oooooh.... Oh crap" look on his face and turned to the party realizing that he hit all of us with some unfair damage, and that was fine with us. We all decided to take the damage that has been dealt to us and I even had my character Grondor, An Orc Samurai, turn towards shad and just yell, "SHAD WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT?!" From across the battlefield. We all had a good laugh, we made it out of the fight alive somehow and now whenever it's Shad's turn to fight, he will now always use Moonbeam as his first attack, making it his signature move now.

[@dilbertdognottelling3889]

The teleporting t rex one got shot by a arrow of teleportation from another plain of existence so now it randomly pops into any game I run first place was a gnome city called oakieo

[@vao879]

“Quack!”🦆 ~puddles

[@mystima1]

In our first session a few years ago my husband was a blood hunter weretiger. We came to a town that needed to get rid of a group of zombies, so we make our way to the towns graveyard. When we searched all the crypts and graves and killed the zombies there my husband says "i roll to see if there is a secret passage way or trap door." Rolled high but there was no trap door or secret passage. A few sessions later we get to another town that has the same plague with zombies and we get to slaying zombies and the other player in our session sees a secret passage and says "He hugs the wall..." my husband then goes over and hugs the wall to the secret passage and was overjoyed because he just knew there would be one somewhere in this campaign. so now when we find a secret passage he hugs the walls every time.

[@fezman7927]

Bear traps. The backstory of this joke goes like this. I joined a campaign as an artificer, and we were tasked with escorting and protecting a werewolf that seemed to transform at random but would still retain some level of their minds. We decided to set up camp in a nearby forest and my artificer had recently bought some pieces to make some bear traps. Deciding it would be good form of protection and food. So I said I’ll be back to the group and starting setting up the traps around the perimeter of the camp. Until I heard a roll and the dm snickered, “you start walking around with some your last bear traps until a snap is heard. You start hopping around in pain when you realize you stepped on your own trap. Take (1d8) damage and you are now restrained” A pretty bad situation, but it got worse. I didn’t mention the traps to my party (the players knew) because in my mind, it was gonna be a quick trip. All of the players left the camp for various reasons, and all of them stepped on my trap. This became my player dumb moment where I got meme’d on by my friends for months. It even went to other campaigns! The dm was a player in another campaign I was in and mentioned it to the players which led to the next place we went to in that campaign, having a bear trap defenses, bear traps being one its most popular exports, and a black smith who made bear trap weapons and armor. It was so prevalent in both that I got very annoyed with it, and there the joke stopped. But every now and again, a bear trap would appear in the background of the scene just to annoy me. ( in a friendly way mind you )

[@totallyseriousgamer]

My character has no romantic interest. Me, who walks into a library: is the librarian hot? DM: *sigh*, now I have to find a visual reference...

[@lukasz88888888]

In one campaign, my character died so many times that he became friends with the God of death. Since then, Saint Mainard the Undying is often mentioned by different characters in different worlds. For some time now, if someone receives a letter, we check it for biological weapons. Once when playing Mutant Chronicles, one of the characters used to send letters with anthrax everywhere. Fuuuuun...

[@Harvey_aint_a_cat]

once one of my players tried to pull off the horns of a Tiefling, another player. She rolled a nat 20 and the Tiefling lost his horns. now almost every time they meet a Tiefling they try to pull of their horns, as the DM, I have made it so that any Tiefling who comes near them would immediately run away.

[@enderskunk7644]

Just say it's a nature check, for some reason I always roll exactly 16 (total 18) on those...

[@kemix1006]

Look, when a fucking EFREET is telling you NOT TO MAKE THE WISH. DO NOT MAKE THE WISH.

[@evansears711]

Running a VERY complicated 5e campaign where our party is a group of fantasy spec-ops guys in an army that’s made up of people from every point in time, space, and reality. We got people from Cloud Strife to Master Chief, from Eragon Shadeslayer and Saphira Brightscales to actual Navy SEALs, all on a crusade through biblical Hell to kill Lucifer. Like I said; complicated. Anyways, the joke is thus; the main mode of transportation that our team took up until our wizard, Eech, learned Teleport, was a bunch of dirt bikes and “the Tank.” In essence, “the Tank” is a Chrysler Town and Country with ar500 plates in the doors and a Ma Deuce on the roof. However, one of our two barbarians, a quazi-viking giant of a man named Sowulo, is obsessed with it. Mainly because of the Ma Deuce. It’s gotten to the point where I’m about to change its out-of-game name to the “CraigsList Abrams,” because of a custom “we have ___ at home” meme I made for the occasion.

[@fakelandtommy4471]

Our Jeff , Is singularly named Carl, And plurally Named Biggs wedge and random other guy

[@crowbar_the_rogue]

Not really a running joke, but every combat seems to start with me taking an insane amount of damage and having to navigate the entire combat on less than 10 HP. Luckily, my character is very mobile, so I usually do quite well.

[@williamsrdan]

"Don't hug the dragon." After a massive dungeon, where my character died after going through multiple pit traps in a single large room, the rest of the party ends up in a frozen cave. There happens to be a lone little girl in the frozen cave. She asks for everyone's True Name..... The other halfling rogue in the party, my character's female cousin, decides to hug the little girl... Promptly getting backhanded 300ft in a 50ft cave...... Splat. Because the little girl was a Frost Dragon... (The player got so mad she actually threw her dice in the big trash bins for the apartment complex. The rest of us laugh about it constantly.) Don't hug the dragon.

[@coolhacker1025]

Most of our NPC are named Stacy (or some variation of the name), because our DM is bad with coming up with names. Also, one of our characters always wants to harvest our defeated enemies' nipples (and other body parts). She turned the nipples into a whip, and other into something else.

[@substantialkey]

My dms campaign had no regular animals, they were all dire animals, so I took that and ran with it finding dire chickens in the wild and making dire scrambled eggs and even a joke about another character shaking liking a dire chihuahua

[@Ghost666x]

Alfred Odd the Gnome Gunslinger/Alchemist (My character in a west march) had a bad habit of running ahead of the group. This ended up with him being eaten alive by…I don’t really remember but it was ugly. Anyways the story doesn’t end there, after the beastie was killed one of my fellow players, a necromancer decided to revive Alfreds corpse (since i thought it was about time to switch characters). Since then the corpse formally known as Alfred was used as scout/Decoy/Trap detecor whenever the Necromancer and their unded servants would play in games. Even if Alfred Corpse is destroyed, the blasted Bugger always reanimated him after worlds. A fitting punishment for an idiot who had no self preservation what so ever.

[@bonezdalucario2606]

My party was on a quest and fighting a BEG. We took out all the minions but the BEG was flying. We weren’t landing any hits at all and the hits that we did land didnt do a whole lot. “Hey, Bonez, give me your sword.” “No, Player 1. You’re a mage.” “I can use it though, it says it right here.” “*Sigh*” “Now…Pick me up.” “What?” “Pick. Me. Up.” “That would take a turn up.” “Just do it.” My character picks up the mage and we charge at the BEG. With an 18, I threw the mage at the BEG and the mage is swinging his sword as he briefly soars through the air. The BEG simply flew higher…Mage plummets to the ground…The mage survived the initial fall but because he had my sword his last hit points are taken away by the stabbing of the sword. The mage is then given a second chance after failing the revive throws but this time he’s with the BEG. We won in the end but only because we luckily got a few revive throws.

[@succducc9886]

My character is a highlander who has a kilt of holding. I keep everything under my kilt. If I ever need something, I just reach under my kilt and pull it out.

[@rabbadidi7385]

The running joke has been thanks to my barbarian centaurs wtf rolls. Give him a task to do with strength outside combat that's actually helpful he'll roll a 5-1 but make him do something pointless with strength Nat 20. Example: can rip off rusty iron bar for another player to collect but can't rip a leash from a tied up cat to free it.

[@dragonriderabens9761]

Not DND, but Exalted When fights started getting serious, my character (Arthal) would constantly wind up on death’s door He’s been named the group’s Yamcha

[@SuperTux20]

It isn't D&D but it is me and my friends' roleplaying story I have a scientist named Alex, and his door keeps getting kicked down by progressively more absurd and powerful characters. Last time it was a glitchy godlike jester.

[@archellothewolf2083]

One of our players' characters have the bluest eyes. To be clear: the characters do not have blue eyes. They have the BLUEST eyes. So blue that even when petrified, the statue of the character has blue paint on the eyes of the statue and at this point no means, even a wish, can turn them back to their original grey. So blue that now, every character is assumed to have blue eyes, even if he explicitly states otherwise. This came to be because of the second encounter we ran into as a group (and in his very first campaign ever I might add) was a Hag coven guarding a bridge. We had to pay the toll of "something special" to cross and turn in our bounty. I don't remember the whole list but the hag suggested things like a childhood memory, our favorite flavor, or "the color of our eyes." The player, our Rogue, chose the latter and his grey eyes turned white. no other effect besides asthetics, but the player was devistated. He like his eyes the way they were. We ended up fighting the hags and in one of their huts was a bunch of vials with lables of colors. The Rogue opened a blue one to see what happened and his eyes turned blue. he was upset it wasn't HIS eye color but apperently the hags didn't have any grey. In fact, the player even opened another blue one (rolled randomly) and that's how he got SUPER blue eyes. This is where the joke of our Rogue having the most beautiful blue eyes began. The GM added an event to his random encounter table that would have the specific effect of restoring the Rogue's eye color. In almost 2 years of playing, we rolled that specific encounter once. Our crazy old man of a Warlock prefered the character with blue eyes and opened another vial he had saved from the hag hut. The GM rolled randomely and got blue again, claiming that the rogue's eyes were now even bluer than before. Almost a year into the campaign, the character died in battle with the one hag survivor that escaped from the first coven, which released him from his curse. Saddly for the player, when my character revived him he thought it was weird that his eyes weren't blue too and opened one of the three vials we looted from the new coven. The GM rolled randomely, and once again rolled up blue. We all saw the table. We all saw the rolls. We all were laughing for almost an hour straight and the Rogue's eyes were bluer than ever. They later died one other time due to a Deck of Many Things incident. But almost immediately after he was revived, our Warlock pulled the 3 Wishes card. And of course he HAD to use one of his wishes to turn the Rogue's eyes blue once again. The Warlock used a WISH to keep the joke running. The table couldn't breath we were laughing so hard. Over two years, and the Rogue's eyes remained blue from the first session until we completed the campaign. In cannon the character's eyes are so blue that any depiction of the character, and there are many since he managed to turn a lizard into a religion (long story), will have the most beautiful blue eyes, even if they were originally painted as green or grey or something. It had become an immutable law of reality in the GM's setting and we still like to joke that every character the player makes for one-shots or our new campaign also has blue eyes. It's good times. xD

[@Alpha_Synergy]

My first character had to use mage hand a lot, owing to having no hands (cursed at birth by a djinni into the form of a fox that doesn't stay dead), and his mage hand looks like a micky mouse glove. Every time he uses it, everyone around him gets the sudden feeling of copyright infringement.

[@nabra97]

Fighter and his crossbows. A bit of an immature joke about comparing guns to certain male body parts (he randomly called his crossbow a "Small Jimmy", and we all got a pretty wrong association; yes, we are all over 21). Rogue slipping frogs and toads into people's pockets. My paladin (suddenly not Oath of the Ancients) was annoyed with it for a while, but they eventually came to an agreement - the rogue doesn't let frogs dry and the paladin doesn't warn people around about the rogue's habit. Wizard cursing like a sailor. I don't know why exactly, but I guess it's related to him being somewhat crazy. He also tries to intimidate virtually everyone, even when it's irrelevant, and he is very bad at it.

[@dragoninthewest1]

There are 2, second is a little NSFW 1. When I try to do voices, inevitable my accent devolves into Scottish. FYI I am from Los Angeles born and bred 2. Our Barbarian is a far-traveler and greets people by presenting his manhood, partly as an act of intimidation. The DM (me) usually has the NPC in question act a little confused and asks him if he's implying any.

[@cillacowz2668]

One player keeps dumping dex, so far every one of their characters has leaped out of a window at least 2 stories high, and took the fall damage, or they fall through a roof, I also have a habit of having them making a dex save on random things

[@mushroomhyperkill]

The running joke in my campaign is my character (a grung warlock) stealing cheese wheels from every town and shop we come across. one time my entire party was nearly sent to jail by a shopkeeper because I rolled a nat 1 on stealth to steal one. I regret *nothing*

[@scoots291]

I ran a ravenloft campaign once. And 95% of the time i rolled random encounters were either wolves or werewolves (most of the time ones friendly to the pcs). So my pc's were like this land is mostly inhabited by wolves and wolf people who look like favio.

[@alexandrajones4518]

Played Mazes recently. One player immediately became obsessed with using long sticks to solve every problem. He made a wall of fire with just long sticks, and nearly burned down the dungeon we were in (a haunted old house).

[@Ballodsofthebold]

I'm a first time DM, I've run one session, and a one shot when my whole party wasn't available. As a starting item, one of my players asked for a "pig whistle". I approved, since my campaign isn't serious anyway, and mostly for shites and giggles. My player let me describe how the pig is summoned, and I said "an illusion of a nuclear explosion occurs, which no one except for you and your party notices." We named the pig George. In the session, they coated George in oil, and ran him through a cave (also filled with oil.) That was one way to skip an encounter I guess. In the one shot, which was wild west themed, George locked someone in the nether regions. In a campaign which my friend (who was also one of my players) was running, my druid summoned George in a boss fight. So yeah, my best and only running joke is George the pig.

[@meemmahn2856]

My character’s weakness is burlap sacks. In the first session of my current campaign I got kidnapped and thrown in a sack. I got three nat 1s in a row trying to cut the bag open. My DM gave me -5 in any check involving sacks. In a recent session, a morgue was trying to capture my party in a bag of holding. I killed the fucker on my own by smashing a bottle of magic superglue (can’t remember what it was called) and shooting it with our ranger’s dropped bow. It is still my favorite moment in d&d.

[@sterlinggecko3269]

the guy playing the rogue character (Operative, in Starfinder) in my game. he gets poisoned by everything. trap goes off that throws poison darts at everyone in the room? he's the only one that gets hit. I, as GM, decide to choose a random target for a poisoned javelin? 1 in 6 chance is 100% going to hit him. and he always fails that save.

[@KrispKestrel]

Moss. Everything smells like moss.

[@arccedar1132]

My dm and I have this ongoing joke of my character being a himbo because I always flubb my intelligence rolls.