Funny Pictures Thread. It begins again

To be fair, you share the same air and touch the same things as other people A LOT more often than you need a condom.
 
A very long time ago, in an AD&D campaign, we were fighting fairly low level undead - zombies, probably. Over the course of one round, almost everyone in the party fumbled and threw their weapon and hit another party member with it. My fighter threw his two-handed sword and impaled the fighter-mage in the thigh with it. She responded by pulling it out and throwing it at me like a spear, missing and hitting the dwarven fighter in the shoulder. Orvarg the Dwarf then swung his halberd at a zombie, and fumbled, whacking our cleric with it on the backswing. Our cleric then fumbled attempting to heal the sword injury to Orvarg, wound up yanking the sword free so hard he stabbed my fighter with it.

This was not the worst group fumble we ever had.

That would be the time we were attempted to drive a starship out of spacedock and wound up in an alternate universe.
 
Quick tabletop role-playing story: was playing Heroes Unlimited once with my friends. My hero was a psionic with a souped up motorcycle. My team was taking on a giant guy (like 40 ft tall or something).

My intention? To use my bike's gadgets to wrap up his legs with special wires and trip him ala Empire Strikes Back.
His intention? To kick me.

I rolled a 1.
He rolled a 20.

He kicked me, shattered my bike, and sent me flying ten blocks away. Managed to make a role to use my powers to slow my fall, so character only walked away with a broken wrist.
 

Zappit

Staff member
I played an old Napoleonic Wars tabletop game back in high school, and when my cannons were about to be overrun, I fired double canister on all of them. Every. Damn. One. Blew. Up. We're talking four cannons that critically failed in one turn. All four. The explosions destroyed the cannons, killed most of the crew, and the others simply fled. I lost the position without taking a single enemy shot.

Then there was that 40K against (pre-dominant) Eldar. I lost a Dreadnought, a Predator, a Rhino (which took half a Tac Squad with it), and an entire unit of Terminators before my first turn.
 
A very long time ago, in an AD&D campaign, we were fighting fairly low level undead - zombies, probably. Over the course of one round, almost everyone in the party fumbled and threw their weapon and hit another party member with it. My fighter threw his two-handed sword and impaled the fighter-mage in the thigh with it. She responded by pulling it out and throwing it at me like a spear, missing and hitting the dwarven fighter in the shoulder. Orvarg the Dwarf then swung his halberd at a zombie, and fumbled, whacking our cleric with it on the backswing. Our cleric then fumbled attempting to heal the sword injury to Orvarg, wound up yanking the sword free so hard he stabbed my fighter with it.

This was not the worst group fumble we ever had.

That would be the time we were attempted to drive a starship out of spacedock and wound up in an alternate universe.
There was an old 3.5 book of some sort that had a critical hit random table and a critical miss random table. We decided to try using it. It resulted in our fighter throwing his incredibly expensive and powerful axe directly into lava while we were fighting a dragon, our ranger spraining his ankle at least once a fight and me, the wizard, usually blasting a ray spell into whoever was behind me. You know what's awesome, disintegrating the team rogue. After a few sessions we decided that since we rolled 1's about 10 times as often as we rolled 20s that these tables just weren't for us.
 
Another quick D&D story. My friends and I were making our way through a desert area, trying to avoid contact with an enemy faction. We came upon an oasis and were about to refill waterskins and such when we were approached by a guard. When asked who we were and what we were doing there, one of my friends immediately piped up stating, "We're water salesmen! Did you know there are many different types of water?" He then proceeded to roll a 2 on his bluff check. GM rolled for his NPC and got a 1. He stared at it for about a minute and then looked up at us saying, "Really? Do tell me more!"
 

figmentPez

Staff member
Another quick D&D story. My friends and I were making our way through a desert area, trying to avoid contact with an enemy faction. We came upon an oasis and were about to refill waterskins and such when we were approached by a guard. When asked who we were and what we were doing there, one of my friends immediately piped up stating, "We're water salesmen! Did you know there are many different types of water?" He then proceeded to roll a 2 on his bluff check. GM rolled for his NPC and got a 1. He stared at it for about a minute and then looked up at us saying, "Really? Do tell me more!"
I hope that lucky NPC got a thorough lesson on the dangers of drinking water that has the wrong hydrogen bond angle.
 

Dave

Staff member
You mean the 3-1 Dallas Cowboys? The ones with the top RB, and Dez Bryant? Nice try on the joke, but it's not only a reach but wildly inaccurate.

As to my funny picture, this is because I am a former marine.

I KNEW IT!!!
 
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