Sinful Bastards: Welcome Back, Buttons
The group has taken to constantly ragging on the cleric for his “sad by a tree” moment, and we just like to mess with his player in general. The cleric and I are both unable to attend the game one day, when this conversation happens in the group chat.
Player: “We found Buttons.”
Cleric and I both start freaking out, because he loves Buttons and I love when ridiculous shit happens.
Player: “He was delicious.”
The group continues tormenting the cleric with the details of Buttons’ fate, and while I join in on the heckling, I suspect that this conversation is happening just to torment him, so I private message the player who found and ate Buttons.
Me: “So did we really find Buttons, or are we just harassing [cleric]?”
Player: “No, this all happened. Nat20 on Survival to locate small prey, and since [DM] lets us narrate nat20s, I found Buttons. And then I fireball’d him.”