Talk about your greatest, Henderson scale-breaking, made of win moments here.
>>96834421No.
Henderson was a shit story, forced by faggots, that has cringey-as-fuck writing that mistakes random nonsense for humor, and also makes absolutely no sense and is only liked by the kind of people who have no idea how RPGs work.The "Henderson scale" is just more of that pure faggotry from people who really should stop being cringey fucking faggots.
Rolled 13 (1d20)>>96834421That one time where I rolled a good number on my twenty sided dice.
>>96834473Once upon a time people had fun here
>>96834571That happens to literally everyone who played tabletop games. How was yours different?
>>96834619Yeah, what happened? The chans were full of joy and hope for the future.Now everyone is depressed and jaded.
>>96834421Pay me, pajeet.
>>96834619People were shitting on Henderson here right from the start.There's plenty of actually good /tg/ stories, but instead we have faggots like OP who find stories that were popularized on Reddit and mistakenly imagine anyone but the worst people here cared about that kind of shit story.
>>96834620>That happens to literally everyone who played tabletop games. How was yours different?Ok I'm gonna greentext it and we'll see if you can tell how it's different...>BE ME>roll really good on my d20 dice
>>96834703what stories do you like?I'm partial to the one where a player has to defend a town against the GM's GF's character and he fucking pulls it off.
>>96834783NTA but I like Sir Bearington. Short and sweet.
>>96834619>>96834647My wife and I were just looking through some ancient files from the late 2000's. Ancient memes and cute animal pictures and Gaia Online avatars, all in laughably small resolutions. Really hit us just how shitty the modern internet is, how deeply cynical and unhappy all our current memes seem by comparison.>>96834421Sure, in honor of the old days, I'll bite. I don't have anything "Henderson-scale" to share, but I've had some lovely moments in my games>Vampire: the Masquerade, playing a manipulative blood wizard/detective, social and mental focused>Have a run-in with a (rogue) werewolf. He spares me but intends to extort favors from me in exchange>Days later, chasing a lead, I accidentally intrude on him and his adopted family at a church gathering>He rips the reverend's book (a cultic text) from my hands, demands to know why the fuck I'm there>He's furious. "These are GOOD people! How DARE you bring your filth here! And after I let you LIVE!">I'm 150% toast. He outclasses me in every way. Once the humans leave he'll tear me apart in a blink>But I've picked up some hints about him, taken careful notes, and desperation helps me think fast>"I've been doing some soul-searching lately," I tell him, half-honestly. "I've seen some strange signs...">Proceed to pull a "We're not so different, you and I" speech out of my ass, make some wild guesses>He's lonely, corrupted in some way, is looking for redemption at this church (cult). Turns out I'm right.>I draw parallels between us, get deep into his psyche. I see rage become existential disgust, horror>Shaking, he shoves the book back into my hands. "Never come back. Do that and we're square."And that's how I walked into the den of a werewolf, and walked away without a scratchBut I still had a mystery to solve, and then an apocalypse to prevent, so I knew I'd end up breaking our truce. Did everything I could to prepare myself in the meantime, though
>>96835519>the storyIt's good, thank you.>>96834757A crit roll in a tense combat situation?
Had a call of cthulhu game where I stunned both the enemy and the GM with use of the law skill, cause we were in a dreamworld, and I had pretty high law as a cop, so I figured off dreamworld logic, you could will the guy to stop in the name of the law. It worked. That guy got promoted for the sequel. That one was wild, people realized it's a dream, you could just summon and do crazy stuff if you roll well enough. I forget if this Christmas demon character's hostages survived or not, but we blitzed through that one. This was more a prequel for a much longer campaign.
>>96837188There's more to the story, but life calls
>>96836495No, it was solving a riddle. Later I saw the DM notes and regardless if we succeeded or failed, we still would've fought the troll in the next room. His lore dump took an extra 20 minutes out of the session, though.
>>96835519Good story, thank you anon
>>96834421>Be le me>be le playing le dungeons and le dragons>be le fighter>fighting le orc warlord>roll to intimidate>oh noes le natural 1>le orc warlord thinks it is seduction and is le flattered>roll to le attack in le disgust>another le natural 1>le dm says I gently caress his le cheek>say le fuck it and roll to seduce>le natural 20>le orc agrees to marry me and end le war>totally le epic le win
>>96837194Keep going, anon.>>96834783The Tale of an Industrious Rogue was extremely good, I wish more campaigns were like this.>>96837844Le made of fail, get the le fuck out. Le return with a better story le next time.
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>>96834421Post-post-post irony poisoning 4chan sucks.
>>96834421I don't really have le epic story, just a normal shitty oneWe had a DM who really liked WFRP and we recently had a campaign that took place in the world of Harry Potter of all places, mostly just playing as a bunch of shmucks that ended up actually helping win the war for the forces of "Good" aka potter. The Story had started with us speculating how many points of an imperial army it would take to defend Hogwarts as a joke, then becoming a "How would a bunch of normal idiots do in the evil wizard apocalypse." We ended up being pretty big players in the end of it all. We lost a few PCs, but we ended up basically being a major disruptive actor in whatever dark lord plots were happening, and even managed to save Potter once or twice (Our dm eventually did railroad a bit).I'll post some stories here if anyone cares, but i'd say some highlights were.1. How to handle a group of magic bastards2. How to not rob a wizarding house3. Baiting a bunch of wizards into C44. The Defense of Hogwarts.
Not me, but one of my players. The puny sorcerer gets shoved by a devil off of the edge of a cliff and into the river Styx. The party barbarian, childhood friend of the sorcerer, immediately dives into the river to save him. Once he lands, I tell him that to resist the brain drain of the river Styx, he must roll a DC 19 intelligence save. With a -1 int, the barbarian has to roll a natural 20, and he does. So as he resists the soul-sucking power of the Styx, he lifts his friend out of the water, and holds him up above his head to keep him out of the river. I tell him to roll a dexterity check to keep his friend safe, and he rolls another natural 20. On the sorcerer's turn, he casts Thunder Step, teleporting both of them back onto the cliff. Everyone made it out of that encounter alive.
>>96834685Aren't most youtube TTRPG story stealers white?
>>96841566I'm actually pretty interested if you're willing to share, the C4 bit and the defense of Hogwarts are both things that I'd welcome you going into detail on.
>>96841566By chronological order, please.
>>96834619No we didn't.What we did was a lot of self-congratulatory back-patting as our hobbies were mined out by faggots and retards.>/tg/ gets shit doneWe used to tell ourselves, after wanking ourselves blind to some half-formed designed-by-committee fapfic manifested from our collective inadequacies.
>>96843424>>96843826Aight well the way it started was our DM basically wanting to recreate the all guardsman party but in Hogwarts land.We had Sharp, the alcoholic Ex-Vet who ended up acting leader despite hating it.Dave, a squib that managed to avoid his family by running away from home and had a few issues with paranoia.Damian, our resident Mechanic turned Explosives expert after 2 weeks at a library.Hudson was our Field medic on the reasoning that he was the only med student nearby.And Andrew, some American that was enamored by swords and sorcery.None of had any real magic, but we had help with that later, and we eventually found a way around it anyway.We literally started up being in the same tavern Harry Hermione and Ron stumbled into in the 7th book, and after a bit of fist slinging not allowing some German wizard bastards screw over our favorite pub, we were recruited by a member of the order of the phoenix, one Alfred Pennyworth (Our dm was bad with names like us). We were going to paid a bunch of cash and also prevent a wizard who definitely wouldn't let us live now from becoming magic Hitler 2.0 by doing the following1. fuck up a bunch of evil wizard groups that were separate from the death eaters 2. fuck over the ministry by targeting traitors3. find a way to actually get modernish guns to work on wizards4. Make sure the Heroic Trio didn't get caught cause that was basically game over for the wizarding world Number 4 was surprisingly easy, just make sure we didn't interfere with them at all and cause enough of a ruckus that we were the target instead of them (We managed to accomplish this in 3 sessions surprisingly) Modern guns were a way of balancing shit according to the dm since we were told we had to have silver or pure iron bullets, so single shot guns, shotguns sorta, and muskets and flintlocks were king here.First real part next post
>>968447321. Fucking up a bunch of evil wizard groups.There were a few of these but the most memorable one was the 2nd one, namely the one that got us a bit of a target on our back.Our first real test besides breaking up a group of magic thugs was getting rid of what was basically a cult of vampire wizards called the Circle of the Golden Mask. They weren't actually vampires, but they would supposedly kidnap and kill any muggle born wizards and drink their blood to "Return magic to it's true pure blooded wielders." So yeah we decided to target them instead of some family called Malfoy or whatever (We had no idea who they were in character) It was actually pretty easy to scout them out given they were given a free pass by The Dark Lord (We were told not to say his name) to basically run free in Liverpool. Just checking the paper had at least 3 disappearances a week on the front page, and they even had an advent in the local wizard paper, trying to help sell their unique vision of pure blooded incest fantasies. We figured out pretty quickly what to do, got our guns, knives, and IEDs, and went to work.The most obvious tell that this was a cult of retards was that their mansion wasn't even well protected. They had no guards, no cameras, not even a chain link fence. We cased the joint during the day and found that the mansion literally just had a stone wall you could clamber over if you weren't fat, and a hedge that was more of a danger to good taste than anything else. Regardless, come nightfall, we prepped a bunch of C4 and silver bullets, and snuck in as quiet as possible while Andrew waited outside with a shotgun in case anyone tried to leave early, We very quickly realized we had vastly underestimated how magical defenses work, and next time we needed to do exponentially more research if we didn't want to resort to a nuclear option.
DM tought it would be funny to say that if I rolled a natural 20 I could use the mind control potion to control all the goblin army.I rolled a 20.I broke the campaign. Or was it the DM who broke it? But we had so much fun with the consequences of this roll that we didn't mind. The DM was butthurt, but he did come up with interesting ideas for how to fuck with us with our new army of oversealously loving slave army. I do enjoy it when we player make the story with our actions instead of following some DM planned plot. Like the quest to resurrect our leader (an old dead PC of another player). Fun times.
>>96844834Part 2Our first Mistake had been to try a side entrance, as our resident squib handled the lockpicking while we covered him with flintlocks. We opened the door, fanned out, and realized nobody was there, and sheepishly moved to the next door like a bunch of amateurs. In fairness, we had no idea how magic worked, and were basically dressed like a bunch of British football hooligans that had found an ammunition depo, so the fact the evil wizards who immediately sensed us decided to wait to savor the kill as we left was understandable at least.We entered the large circular room after the small library we had first come to and saw a circle of masked wizards, bowing their heads to the floor and semi dancing around a circle of blood, apparently they'd already completed the blood removal, so that was plan A of saving the kidnapped wizards out the window, but we decided looting the place was a better plan. We started planting our expensive C4 on pillars, probably proud of ourselves that we'd gotten through without anyone getting hit with magic. We also opened doors we thought were cool and stole what looked shiny.We got to the 7th door when our £5 walkie talkie came to life and our lookout told us that a bunch of cloaked guys had just gone inside. Sharp told him to get the car started so we could bug out before shit went sideways, which is when Dave told us he got the lock open, and proceeded to open a door right into the golden masked wizard who was about as confused as we were. There was a moment of stunned silence, and then Damian made a decision for us. He threw his makeshift frag grenade to the wizard, slammed the door shut, and told us to duck. Nobody questioned this and we kept our heads down as the door exploded outwards. Shit immediately got weird.
>>96844966Part 3Realizing very quickly we had just started a potential chain reaction of fuck ups, we immediately all jumped into the room we had just partially blew up and began looking for cover or a window to start jumping out before we had wizards everywhere throwing blood magic or smelling us and going BLEH. Two things jumped out at us, one was the wizard who had made the catch of his life, and been turned into a pair of legs by the explosion, and the other wizard in the corner that had been shackled to the wall, who was now dead because she was filled with shrapnel. Small mistake aside, the more pressing issue was the room had no windows, and we had no idea how thick or magically powerful the wall was. Damian immediately got to work wiring c4 to blast through the wall as quick as possible as the rest of us took cover as we radioed Andrew to meet us on the south end so we could bug out. Shit immediately hit the fan as the dead woman Hudson had taken cover near suddenly started twitching, which made him break cover to see if he could help, whereupon a blast of red magic cut through the door hole to hit him square in the back. As we shot through the hole, Dave went to check on our medic and dragged him to cover. Thankfully, he'd only been his with a stunning spell, so he started prepping ice water. Sharp yelled out the door and asked what the hell the attackers wanted. Instead of a nice simple barrage of spells, a voice telling us to surrender, or even silence, we got a nasally voice telling us that we would make fine sacrifices to the Dark Lord, and praising some dark lord about worthiness. This monologue went on for about 4 minutes, where upon Hudson was able to recover, and unshackle the prisoner. As Damian finished setting the explosive, Sharp thanked the cult for it's time, and motioned to blow the wall so we could leave. The fact this went off without a hitch was nothing short of a miracle.
>>96845082As the wall blew, we ran through as fast as we could while we threw a few IEDS behind us to get the cultists to back off, causing quite a fuss in the surrounding area as we saw windows light up with confused muggles looking out to see what the fuss was. We hit the detonator for the C4 we procured, only for the bombs to not go off. We had a small round of swearing as we ran for the wall, hearing some more swearing behind us as the dark wizards raised their wands, glowing with the same red glow. Which was when Andrew apparently had had the idea that the wall wasn't that thick, as he broke through both the wall and the hedge with the truck. While what he did probably saved us as the spells bounced off the truck as the wizards turned to face the new threat. This meant very little to the American, because he also got hit.Now stupefy is a strange spell, namely the fact that it stuns someone by basically making them go rigid. Andrew had put his foot to the accelerator as he'd been hit, so the two ton truck kept going. A few words of panic were heard behind us as we made it out through the hole, as the truck slammed through the wooden walls and made it's way directly into the foyer. Now while this didn't cause anything to go off, our explosives expert started hammering the detonator, thinking it was better if something went off to distract the wizards enough that they could rescue the truck and Andrew in the distraction. Unfortunately, we hadn't known that the blood circle was filled with magic, making it very sensitive to release if something went wrong. So when one C4 Brick went off, it set off the circle. We saw and felt the flash as the mansion went into flames, killing anyone who had been still inside. And that's how we lost both our truck, quite a bit of our extra ammo and powder, and our first PC.
>>96834619It's not 2006 anymore. "Fun" is cringe.
>>96844202Could you lighten up? /tg/ got shit done, and it was some very good shit too. Angry Marines were peak. Now you can either sit here and bawl your eyes out about how the corpos and libtards fucked up your favorite game, or you can pull yourself together, get a group of people to sign a petition, and try to take a stab at getting the game you knew and loved back.>>96845082>>96845188Good so far, keep going.>>96844896Could you tell us about the consequences?
>>96845188We mourned our dead comrade, then immediately made our way to a safe house we'd been told about in the area. Our wounded witch was eventually healed, and we were told by Alfred we had made grand headway, having killed off a dangerous group of wizards, cutting off an avenue of revenue for the new ministry of magic Voldemort had made, and even rescued someone who might know of any other contacts in the area we could target. We thanked him, and immediately requested a few weeks to maybe do a bit more research on how magic works, and also get a few new pieces of equipment. The next week we spent reading the wizarding times talk about a large magical explosion, a description of ne'er-do-wells that had murdered a circle of innocent Pure blooded wizarding family, and how the wizarding world would not tolerate such an attack by mortals. We asked Alfred what that meant, but he just shrugged and told us it was just lip service, and nobody actually gave a shit yet. We then spent the next few weeks avoiding any muggle law enforcement by staying indoors and researching magic to make sure we didn't fuck up again like last time. We eventually replaced our good friend but that's a story for a different time, he unfortunately didn't last long either.Lesson Learned: Bring redundant detonators and bring a med kit next time. Also don't use trucks as ammo.
>>96845219Fun is always based. And I don't care what anyone says about it. It's 2026 soon, and I'm going to try my damndest to bring back 2006 to 4chan.
>>96845233Thanks, I'll probably write more later when i have time. It'll be about the robbery since after this we had perpetual cashflow issues.
>>96834619/tg/ has been ruined over time by miserable twats like >>96834473 and >>96844202.
>>96845320And how the fuck do we unruin it? I'm thinking about federalizing the chans, throwing out feds and demoralization shills like >>96844202 and >>96834473, and hiring some good coders to get it on the level of major platforms like X and Reddit.
>>96843410Why do you think there's so many of them that use AI voices?
>>96845377By range-banning India and parts of Eastern Europe.
>>96845377>describes steps to ruin itI'm going to tell you something you probably won't like to hear. 4chan came about at a time when the MAJORITY of people using the internet to access sites like 4chan were fairly intelligent middle class white males in their late teens to early 20s who didn't really fit in offline. This was also before young white males were fully villainized, and before the economy tanked, so it was also fairly optimistic. Compare with today when the groups on the chans are the remnants of the same people as above (but with 20 years of world weariness), those from countries which are predominantly non-white and didn't have internet access 20 years ago, those too poor or stupid to access 4chan until there was a web browser in their hand, and kids who have grown up entirely in a post 9/11 world and all that entails.
>>96845410>rangeban India, Israel, all of Africa, and parts of Eastern Europe and Middle AsiaFtfy.>>96845551I know that there are a lot of problems and that a lot has changed over the years, but I will still try. What are your ideas on fixing 4chan?
Bump, this is interesting.
>>96845188>as the truck slammed through the wooden wallsI know it's a silly thing to get hung up on, but wooden walls?Neat story though.
>>96845320>>96845377Please, shut the fuck up. There's no reason to try and treat shitty stories as better than they were just because you're too young to remember the faggot who kept spamming it in his desperate attempt to force a meme. The kind of retard who genuinely can't think for himself and listens to Reddit of all places are the people who've ruined this board, and you're too dumb to even understand that because Reddit hasn't told you that.
>>96846532I fucked up with that oops it was the door he flew through, been a minute.>>96841566>>96844732>>96845265Second story is how not to Rob a Dark WizardThe Party at this point had been roaming around for 2 months, we'd lost Andrew's character twice now, and he'd rolled up a 3rd character call Patrick who was a norf FC in all but name. We'd also lost Dave who'd gotten the killing curse to the head after he'd botched a roll and a wizard had gotten his wand before he could reload the pistol he'd bought. At this point, we were still low on funds, mainly because we'd spent all the money we'd gotten from robbing the golden mask place on ammo, supplies for food and water, and we'd sunk a bit that we had left towards helping the order of the phoenix handle it's own jobs (This was as our dm put it, a way to gather allies if we ever needed them.) We were told of a rather influential wizarding family that was funding half of the Death Eater excursions into other countries (as we learned later, they'd been gathering dark magic for a rather dangerous experiment.)Dave at this point had been replaced by Kyle, a British thug that'd was more the king of breaking and entering muggle homes. He was a hireling we'd decided to just try and work with the group because we were having trouble finding a new sneaky bastard that wouldn't backstab us. Which as it turns out, was smart because Kyle unfortunately didn't last long.
>>96846989The "Job" as it was was primarily to rob the bastards blind within the muggle world as well as the wizarding world, since they had their fingers in both pies at this point. We had ta few ideas for the muggle part, but the wizarding part should be easy. We'd just hired a new sneaky git and we'd already done a job with him to steal a tiara that apparently gave magical abilities to those without (didn't work). The wizarding family in question only two homes of note, one in East London, and the other in the countryside outside Wessex. While that might have put his wealth in question, he had from Alfred's understanding metric tons of gold squirrelled away in a vault below his house, something about refusing to ever trust goblins with his money again. Supposedly the Wessex home was where most magical trinkets and funds were kept during the original ministry, but now that he was directly funding Voldemort's plans, he was moving things to London to live more in high society. We needed to move quickly or the gold would effectively be out of reach, at least to us.Some ideas involved hiring prostitutes to seduce him, seducing him ourselves, or finding blackmail in the wild where we'd be able to get him to stop. The finalized Plan A eventually became to just go with our newest members idea: Loot the place and hold him at gun or sword point until he gave us answers and cash we wanted. Plans B through D were there to keep things from going haywire afterwards, involving explosives, a nice visit from Patrick to whoever was bothering us. Plan E was "Kill everyone and leave no witnesses" Alfred and Sharp decided that last plan was the worst one, but were overruled given that the first time we'd done a heist like this, we'd gotten the whole of Liverpool's police going door to door, less witnesses were better according to the rest of the team. Granted, neither of them needed to worry, as we'd grossly underestimated how remote the Wessex Location had been.
>>96834703>There's plenty of actually good /tg/ storiesGot some? I’m only familiar with the All Guardsmen Party and the Shadowrun Storytime
>>96847051The major issue is we'd expected a mansion that was somewhat easy to get into, go through the roof, get in and out with ease without tripping any alarms these guys tend to set up at side entrances. Garfield, our target, had other ideas. We had a wizard with us this time, a bloke named Rigsby, and he basically told us that the entire house had at least 2 layers of alarms on nearly every surface, complete with dogs outside to ward off anyone unwanted and traps around the entire lawn. Not only that, he had made the house in a forest, but had cleared out almost a World's cup field worth of clearing that made it difficult to jump to anywhere worth a damn entering. there were a few ideas that came to light now that things were more complicated, but in the end, we found two entrances not trapped. An obviously trapped window even though magic wasn't pinging it, and a window right next to the dogs that was seemingly open all the time.Now as it has been said, we were the good guys here. The allies, the true brits, not dark wizards, monsters, and evil bastards. Killing dogs was clearly beneath us, and would alert the owner that something had gone wrong. We came up with a few plans, involving meat, drugs, toys and treats, but we'd have to wait for nightfall to do what was needed. As Kyle snuck through the field at nightfall however, he immediately made it clear he wasn't doing any of that. He moved around the safe spot, ignored it entirely, and went through the obviously trapped window. Bloody fucking idiot.
>>96847109The thing was, nothing immediately came to kill him. The dogs didn't care, no alarms went off, nothing. We got spooked for a few seconds before we got a call asking what the hell was the hold up. Damian swore under his breath and started leading us to the south of the house. We'd planned that to be our exit since by the time we found the gold and magic items, that was where the trees were thickest and where we'd be able to sneak out without too many accidents. At first, things went perfectly fine. Kyle had gotten in, turned off a window alarm (So we thought) and had begun searching the rest of the house while the rest of us started roaming the basement while Patrick was on guard duty outside. We'd even found good blackmail material in the form of embarrassing letters to his wife, daughter, and a mistress in London. Things were fine until Hudson clicked a brick in to start revealing the treasure trove. As the brickwork began to magically move away, two things happened. One, the massive Vault door appeared instead of treasure, meaning we would lose the stealth angle if we blew it open since we definitely didn't have time to find the combination for a vault this big. The second thing that happened was that Kyle unlocked a door and found Garfield's daughter asleep in the master room. Kyle had a decision to make; Wake her up and force her to divulge information at gunpoint, or let her sleep and lock the door before she woke up. He picked the first option after debating for a minute, then snuck up to tie her up and take her hostage. At this point he was rudely reminded that this was the wizarding world and not the muggle world when he failed to notice the claw marks on the side of the bed frame. Turns out Garfield Sr was running away from his family for a reason.
>>96834647>>96834619>once upon a time people had fun hereyeah then Neckbeardia happened
>>96834421Did you time travel from 2006?
>>96848166What do you mean? Nothing's changed. ;_;
>>96834421First time ever playing WoD. It's a mixed bag of college dudes & high-schooler (me & my friends) I'm like 14 at the time, only really played d&d before (some MERP & stuff but not a lot) c9llege guys are all big on WoD, they're trying to tell me the jist of the setting, all talking over each other & through jokes. At the time I'm just this naive kid & feel super overwhelmed but I roll with it. The game is gonna be a mixed group of any & all splats, mostly werewolves & vampires. I went with werewolves & since we had like 12+ players I wasn't given much time with the book. So I started with bullet points. The Silver Fangs were the noble guys & I like knights & paladins so I picked them. They cared about Pure Breed so I took some of that, & I wanted a Grand Klaive cause they were big cool magic silver swords that everyone gushed over so I took that. Then I realized that it would give me a penalty from being silver so I took Silver tolerance. I also chose Galliard. Once we were underway everyone got to learn who each other was & the other werewolves in the group & me started off the first session forming a pack & doing a trial to earn the favor of the Buffalo totem as our pack totem. This mostly involved us chasing it as it ran across the Great Plains of the spirit world & ended with me and two others holding on to the back of it & doing damage as it ran off a cliff. The others all jumped off expecting it was gonna fall & die, but it instead started to run on air. The fact that we stood on it against the threat of falling & dying earned us it's favor. Then it was time to choose a leader. Since I was a Pure Breed Silver Fang with social skills & a Grand Klaive & Silver Tolerance & was one of the ones who kept hold of Buffalo all the college guys picked me to be alpha. I didn't even know what the hell was happening for the first handful of sessions, let alone how to lead, but I thought it was pretty awesome to be chosen as a leader & impress these college dudes.
>>96849285Also, I think it's kind of funny to have made such an OP character when I had never seen or heard of the game before that day or the fact that I had only maybe 30mins to flip through the book & make my character
>>96849291That's the beauty of Old World of Darkness jank. Hell, even once they rebooted as New World of/Chronicles of Darkness, they never really got the hang of balancing.
>>96849413Games don't need balancing. Games were better with just a little bit of jank. The problem became that game designers started designing games for conventions instead of guys at home
KILL ALL CONTENT FARMERSKILL ALL CONTENT FARMERSKILL ALL CONTENT FARMERS
>>96834473>>96844202>>96846605Not like you’re providing anything better by being such miserable twats. We get it, you hate old shit being reposted. Fair. So why don’t you do like the other anons in this thread and tell some better stories of your own? Or do you not play games either and just act like miserable Reddit twats yourselves just complaining about games rather than playing games yourselves?
>>96852045Because most people don't want to provide content for lazy youtubers who want to make dnd tiktoks
>>96845320>>96845377>>96845638There are multiple reason /tg/ became shit.>banning playing games on /tg/>content farmers making the board more hostile to the idea of contributing>oldfags leaving and being replaced with newfags that had no respect for the old board cultureThe spirit of /tg/ is still around but it isn't on this website. It fell apart when people stopped caring about having fun. Realistically if we were to make an alternative it should be a general hobby site since all hobbies ultimately feed into each other, whether people realize it or not.
>>96852045>you hate old shit being reposted.I don't like shit being posted. Old /tg/ had some actual good stories.
>>96852807Then post good shit instead of bitching, you numpty faggot
>>96852558Most people don't think about it at all and wouldn't even be aware such things existed if you faggots weren't constantly whining about them.
>>96852713>>content farmers making the board more hostile to the idea of contributingI don't understand why the fuck anyone should care about this shit.What the fuck is even a content farmer? Some faggot posting 4chan screenshots on xitter? So what?
>>96853946it's just one faggot having a paranoid schizophrenic fit
>>96847242Sorry had work back to this.Down in the basement we had finished planting all the charges when we got a bunch of static on our walkie talkies, which we eventually picked up to hear someone who was NOT Kyle start talking to use. It spoke in a low whisper, welcoming us to its new den, and claiming we would make excellent meals if were so bold as to enter such an obviously dangerous lair. Turning to a different frequency we used for Patrick, we told him to get his sorry ass over and prepare to bug, which he said wasn't a problem, except for the 2 wolfmen who had suddenly appeared in the yard, right by the dog houses. In the background our wizard sentry was nearly panicking, saying something about werewolves and that the entire house had just lit up like a Christmas tree, including a big Death Eater Symbol above the mansion. It was around this point we started panicking, until Sharp told us that the longer we took the faster we'd die, and if we got our fast enough we could still do what we came to do. Unfortunately, this meant pulling out the nuclear option again. We got to work placing C4, random explosives, and anything we had to make the room into a deathtrap while we prepared part 2 of plan F. Unfortunately, we didn't have a fireplace, but we worked out a loophole.
>>96854460As the werewolves began to beat down the door, Beatrice the wolf began to taunt us through the door, calling us fools, meat, and other things that some people that weren't Damian would find hot. Thankfully nobody said anything stupid while we finished setting up explosives. As we finished our preparations, the door was broken down, and we were left looking at two werewolves, a wolf headed hybrid, and what was left of Dave in the jaws of a massive wolf monster. Clearly we were seeing the missus and her spawn. Whatever bravado, intimidation, or smug wizard/wolf superiority vanished from their faces was they looked at the scene in front of them.They had about 4 seconds to look at us with as many bags of gold we could carry, a bunch of experimental floo powder in our arms and about 100 Kg of tactical c4, landmines, and IEDS around the vault and all the walls. Verbatim, the wolf hybrid started saying "Don't be hasty, we can work out a deal here." We looked at Sharp. He flashed his middle finger, we followed suit, and we threw the powder down at the floor. We hoped that Dave didn't mind being buried with a bunch of wolf hybrids. We also hoped any Death Eaters that found the house would be so confused that they wouldn't bother chasing our truck driver. As it turned out we didn't need to worry, since he'd been just waiting at a local bar for us to radio in and had been regaling our wizard friend, who we learned actually had a name (Gambian, played by Dave now) about how the local football scene was way more impressive than any hogwash about broom sticks. Bloody Football fans.
>>96854894Part 3, baiting wizards into C4 with the Chosen one and tactical GTFOOur MO at this point was pretty well known by the Ministry and the Cock Eaters (We'd started spraying the symbol and replaced the snake with a cock whenever we robbed a place blind.) We still had funds out the ass at this point from doing this for 6 straight months. We were bloody pros at this point, and had lost Hudson to another ambush (He'd unfortunately gone down rather sadly, taking a knife to the throat while medicating a muggle, but i don't have enough thread to go into it.) And Patrick had gotten a brand new magic arm after he'd tanked a Crucio curse that'd required us to cut his drinking arm off. We had a new character, a doctor named Pyotor Motolosky, who'd ran away from death eaters in Russia and ended up with a massive chip on his shoulder we had the ability to help cure. We'd gotten a bit more badass as time had gone on, killing low level dark wizards with ease, and we didn't sweat as much when they started pulling wands since more often than not we out ranged them with enchanted Flintlock rifles and pistols. We weren't immune to killing curse, as we'd learned when a random we'd pulled for a single mission got blasted when running for a door, but we were pulling off heists to the point that the heat was starting to get to us. We had 3 safehouses of the order of the phoenix raided, to the point that we were turned away by a member for bringing too many wizards to handle. Getting spotted basically summoned at least 3 wizards and bounty hunters to try and kill us with extreme prejudice, and we even had wanted posters, wanted posters that just said "Dead". We took that as a point of pride, and also escalation, since we had stopped trying to be nice after the werewolf and medic kill. However, things going hot had forced us to seriously consider different options, and we had a new problem. The Dark Lord was stepping up his ritual game.
Someone over on /osrg/ posted an entire 200 page campaign write up.Pretty beasting
>>96855070I tried reading it and gave up after two pages. All 200 sounds like a death sentence unless you've been diagnosed with pure undiluted autism.
>>96854999As we found out over the course of our robberies and assassination attempts (And outright beatings when we got caught in the woods by a bunch of bounty hunters and Death Eaters) Voldemort was getting paranoid. According to the order members who were paid more to think than we were, Potter had apparently gotten another of his Horcruxes, putting us a bit further down the timeline. However, alongside making less public appearances and causing a few people to get spooked, he'd started collecting dark tomes and the like to start preparing some ritual to either create more, or just straight up become immortal. The specter of death had him running mad, and he was even making his allies start increasing security and take body guards. We made the decision to go to ground and try to find a better source of information than the snippets we'd gotten from random order members. We had discussed with one Remus Lupin. our new contact, the weird shit we'd found, and he told of us about some raving lunatic that new a lot about weird death majiks and charms. One Xenophilius Lovegood. A known crackpot, idiot, and apparently just as insane as the other wizards we'd been slitting throats of. We voiced our protests and even Lupin seemed dubious on visiting him, saying he'd been jumpy as of late. Sharp however, told us all our other leads had dried up, and we were clearly running low on time. Grumbling, we set out to visit the insane hermit that was more than likely going to get us killed than help us. Remus patted each of us on the back as we left to get our marching gear, and warned us to keep our triggers ready, but be wary of a certain trio, which was when the smarter half of us realized we'd been put on babysitting duty.
>>96853155>Dude if we just like, completely ignore people shitting in our cheerios, nobody would even notice! It's your fault for pointing out it's poop!Okay faggot.>>96853946>What the fuck is even a content farmer? Some faggot posting 4chan screenshots on xitter? So what?Close. It's mainly on Youtube. Basically faggots ripping stories from 4chan (because it's anonymous, unlike Reddit, which can be tracked) and making videos about their "Le EPIC DnD stories that TOTALLY happened guys!" so they can farm ad revenue.Some are even more shameless and literally just read posts verbatim.>inb4 people always shared funny 4chan stories on Youtube!Nah this is different. At least with someone like say, DreadAnon, there is a modicum of effort to do a silly voice, or little animatic, or fucking SOMETHING to, you know, enhance the content.But alot of TTRPG content farmers literally just read off their phone screens or just get an AI to do it.No, sorry, I do not exist to make some lazy fat slob or street-shitting pajeet free money.It started around Covid when DND really blew up then got 100 times worse with AI becoming accessible.Fuck off, go farm your content elsewhere.
I played Starwars Saga as a human (mandolorian) soldier. The one other guy in the party plays a sith force user/jedi class. We both work for the Empire & we are told we need to go into this town & flush out a rebel cell. It's just the two of us so I go to the cantina to just sort of watch & listen & get a feel for the place. Mister sith apprentice goes sneaking around town murdering people with his lightsaber. Into the cantina walks some dudes who I spot have a rebel symbol on their clothes. So I take my carbine & sit it across my lap at the dude & open fire. His buddy's shoot back at me & it finally gets interesting. I dive behind the bar & toss grenades, the dudes die but more are coming. Shoot, some more & I move to where the vehicles are all parked. While I'm killing rebel scum, blowing shit up, & hiding behind cover, the sith is now walking around town with his lightsaber on full display now, cutting down anyone who challenges him. It's about this time that the rebel cell groups up with actual weapons & marches straight towards the cantina to wipe ,e out. As they go from point A to point B though, the sith is just standing there. The whole group guns him down, despite the sith trying to blaster parry. By this time I have jury rigged more grenades to some speeder bikes & set them to torpedo the rebels. I blow them all up, shoot the stragglers, & call the evac.before I leave I snag the sith lightsaber thinking to sell it, or maybe use it as a melee weapon.Next session the other player has rerolled the exact same character & he is pissed at me for "getting him killed". Next we are told to storm a rebel military outpost. This time my character stays at maximum effective range, sniping into the outpost & moving around. Trying to do things "tactically" for a dumb assignment highschooler mindset. The new sith only has his lightsaber & no realmranged weapons though. So he charges solo into melee & gets killed. After taking out the outside guards & jamming their comms
>>96856411After taking out the guards & jamming the comms to prevent reinforcements from killing me, I go in after looting the sith's lightsaber. I stealth my way to their armory & help myself to more explosives. BTW explosives in Saga are a very reliable way to kill people. The force pales in comparison to the power of a bunch of thermal detonators. Which is what I start rigging all around the base as I do my best impression of Solid Snake. Session ends & the new one picks up where we left off. This time player 2 is LIVID that his other sith has gotten killed twice "because of me" so he begs the DM to let him play as a droideka this time. So to make things easy my character finds a busted droideka in the base & I repair it & activate it. Player 2 takes this opportunity to try to murder my Mando out of rage. Some how I kill it before he killed me. So I patch myself up, grab some extra Intel laying around & run out of there before I blow it all sky high. Player 2 is all but refusing to play anymore, but a few friends join the group & we are finally not just a pair of bickering assholes. Now we have a proper party & the DM let's player 2 roll ANOTHER sith. This time we are on an Imperial troop ship as it gets attacked by a big rebel ship. We decide that we don't have enough firepower on the ship to destroy the enemy so we make a suicide run straight into the rebel ship using a small shuttle. We somehow survive & are now in hostile territory. I tell the npc soldiers with us to set up the E-Webs in the hanger & kill anything that's not us. Now we are going corridor to corridor, the player 2 is now happy because his enemies are in melee range & he's not getting shot to pieces. We find a computer terminal & I hack it to get some ship info & the DM mentions that I have access to some of the programs & stuff on the ship. So I hack the computer to trigger an evacuation order saying the ship has lost all life support. Rebel scum start fleeing toward the hanger
>>96856458The hanger with the E-Webs. They all died. I stroke onto the bridge of the rebel ship, shot the captain & took the whole thing with minimal damage. This ship then became our party bus & my own personal badass pride & joy.Also player 2 eventually ended up pissing off a Hutt, who put a bounty on his head, & despite player 2 constantly trying to undermine my Mando or trying to get him killed, I tried really hard to protect him. Eventually the Hutt ambushed us with just too much firepower & while I killed the Hutt, the sith died again & he quit.
>>96834421>Talk about your greatest, Henderson scale-breaking, made of win moments here.Absolutely not. This thread is only an excuse for joyless cynical faggots to shit on other people's fun by insisting that nothing fun or exciting or interesting ever happens. You wanted to ask /tg/ this question in 2013 if you wanted genuine answers and engagement.
Oh my gosh this thread is epic. Epic for the WIN!
>>96856060>people shitting in our cheeriosExcept they're not. At worst they're looking through the windows into what is already a public space. Which is a bit creepy and annoying, but not a big deal. You're the one smearing shit everywhere in order to put them off. Which not only doesn't work at all, but covers the place in shit.
>>96855810We spent about a week trudging through the countryside looking for this fucker, while our Gambian (Our only wizard mind you) spent his time in contact with the order to keep us informed. Given our more VIP status, so we weren't kept in the dark anymore regarding Potter or Hogwarts, given the warning that Hogwarts itself was big Dark Wizard territory now, and Potter had apparently gotten at least 2 Horcruxes destroyed, with only 3 supposedly left in the wild. One was with the main man himself, but the other two were supposedly hidden. We were told he usually had them in odd places over the radio we had with us, but we decided to cross that bridge when we got to it.Finding the house wasn't a real issue, it was the huge red flags we saw. It was in the open, surrounded by grassland, and even looked like a shitty little house fit perfectly for an ambush. We were about to walk into the most obvious trap ever, and we decided that we needed an exfil strategy. Grunts that we were, we nearly caused a campaign issue when we tagged three targets approaching us as we started planning. We planned targets, got beads, then prepared to shoot, right before we were told they were Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Oops.
>>96834421>made of winNow I'm imagining a poster from 2000's /tg/ logging on after being in a coma or something.
>>96857466We swapped stories with the trio, explaining that we were their bodyguards for the next bit, since our resident bastard in chief had stepped up his paranoia. We got a few questions and protests regarding this, namely "We were fine for 6 months we'll be fine now" "Where the hell were you when we needed you." and finally "Why are you dressed like a bunch of renaissance fair rejects that got lost in an ammo depo." We fielded the first two questions with the following. 1. We had been making sure they WEREN'T targeted by being nuisances. 2. We were really busy dying to Death Eaters and causing issues. 3. We had no idea where the fuck they had been given we weren't on a "need to know basis" and finally 4. If we were going to be using fucking pike and shot to kill dark wizards, we were going to look fabulous while doing it damnit. Answers 1-3 were taken an accepted, we instead got rolled eyes and mutterings about idiots from the 4th. We even had clothes ready for them, but their loss we supposed. The conversation moved to more important matters, namely how best to handle the obvious trap we were entering. We were told that was stupid, Lovegood was an ally and a friend to the order, he wouldn't try to kill us. We explained that we were too paranoid for that and that we'd prepare for anything if they were willing to let us in on any plans they had, saying we were planning an exit strategy. The witch among us looked at us funny, then asked. "Wait, did you not Apparite over here? You marched across all of this?" We immediately took this into consideration and told them what our new plan was, namely, hear the old man out, and if anything funny happened, Apparite us immediately to a safe zone, and then find Remus and smack him for not telling us we could fucking teleport instead of hoofing it across the English countryside. Surprisingly, we got agreement on that last point from Ron and Harry, but we chalked that up to general crankyness.
>>96856745Buy an ad or ask ChatGPT to write you another epic bullshit story for your tiktoks.These people and their enablers (like you) the entire reason most of /tg/ has packed up and left or refuses to share their stories publicly. Because a good 75% of the time its not another good natured anon who wants to chat, it's some faggot who wants to feed your life experience into his ai slop prompt and get free money.I bet dollars to donuts you'll see some variation of this thread being regurgitated on youtube short slops but you don't give a fuck because either you yourself are well aware or think it's okay to encourage this faggot behavior.
>>96834421I read about this Henderson of yours and it is obvious the person who wrote it has no idea about how ttrpgs work.
>>96858641I won't see shit because I barely use Youtube unless I'm looking for something specific.Presumably most of /tg/ has left for the same reasons every board on the site is dying. Though it probably doesn't help /tg/ that any threads about actually discussing your experiences in the hobby get filled with you faggots whining, "NO, NEVER TALK ABOUT YOUR HOBBY ON THE HOBBY BOARD STOP NO AAAAAAAAH". Who the fuck cares if some faggot has found a way to make pennies from shitposts? It's not like you were ever going to see those pennies.
