[Background. we are in a fire temple fighting two dumb (yet intelligent enough to speak) Flame lions, and our monk cat/bird hybrid who was a slave most of his life gets a hold of a mirror. it went as such]
Monk: Guys! why didn’t you tell me this thing has an alternate dimension me inside of it! D0NT W0RRY ILL SAVE Y0U
Warrior: Dude that’s just your reflection
Monk: Whats a reflection?
Warrior: It absorbs the light around it to make a similar image
Monk: Light? IT’S TAKING MY S0UL?!
Warrior: no it’s just-
Monk: -flies over to the monsters- Dudes look at this shit
Monster: Don’t show that to us! It’ll take our souls!!
Monk: oh fuck! -throws it to the warrior-
Rouge: -takes the mirror from the warrior and makes a reflective spot on the ground-
Monk: -being a dumb cat proceeds to try and catch the spot-
Monsters: -they do the same-
-Through this they became friends and refused to fight us. being dumb pays off in spades-
~ one of our players is completely wasting the potential of a custom class the DM came up with just for him, so I’ve decided that if my character dies, my next character will also be that class “and I’ll do it better than him out of SPITE!”
So, everyone is exhausted and on the run from a god-killing order of OP men. The team’s druid and sorcerer go to hunt in an attempt to find them some sustenance seeing as they just escaped being held captive under ground for three months and need something that’s actually food to consume.
With some successful tracking rolls, they find a den where something is. They work out that the druid turns into her wild shape to kill it (so she becomes a hyena) and that the sorcerer will drive the animal out by filling the den with water.
Now, theoretically, this was a good plan. Only, the druid’s player assumed the sorcerer’s player intended to push the animal out with the hydraulic push spell. Instead, however, the sorcerer blasted the shit out of the entrance, sending the animal flying back to the far wall of the den and collapsing it into a giant muck hole of muddy water.
DM: Because Aticus (sorcerer) just blasted the shit out of the den, it fills with water and becomes a giant muddy pit.
Druid: (ooc) Why didn’t you just push it out?!
Sorcerer: (ooc) Wait that’s a better idea. Can we do that?
DM: Too late C:
This leads to our driud staring angrily @ at the sorcerer in her hyena form.
Sorcerer: …. Well, it’s gonna die…. Shut the fuck up and start digging. >[
Hyena-druid shoves her legs in the pit and, head shoved against the ground, paps around inside the muddy water-filled den until she finds the struggling creature and drags out a mud-soaked lynx and pointedly shakes it out @ the sorcerer like a little shit. Later on, they realized after she gutted it brutally with a crude spear, that they couldn’t make a fire or the people they were running from would see the smoke.
The sorcerer used the ‘burning gaze’ spell to literally stare at the lynx carcass until it cooked. Our DM puts up with so much shit.
Don’t put your ball in the magical fountain you blue cyborg!
My newest player (rootless green elf) yelling at one of veterans (Vistorite metamagic sorcerer) for trying to place a basketball ball sized orb that they found in the chest of dead Demi-god into a holy fountain. (It’s Glorantha, what do u expect?)