I would like to pause for a moment, to talk about my penis.
My penis is like a toddler. A toddler—who is a perfectly normal size for his age—on a long road trip to what he thinks is Disney World. My penis is excited because he hasn’t been to Disney World in a long, long time, but remembers a time when he used to go every day. So now the penis toddler is constantly fidgeting, whining “Are we there yet? Are we there yet? How about now? Now? How about... now?”
And Disney World is nowhere in sight.
I imagine a high stamina is pretty important in the Tomb of Handjobs.
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I would like to pause for a moment, to talk about my penis.
My penis is like a toddler. A toddler—who is a perfectly normal size for his age—on a long road trip to what he thinks is Disney World. My penis is excited because he hasn’t been to Disney World in a long, long time, but remembers a time when he used to go every day. So now the penis toddler is constantly fidgeting, whining “Are we there yet? Are we there yet? How about now? Now? How about... now?”
And Disney World is nowhere in sight.
Our party was camping overnight, on the road. Our rogue wakes the rest of us up to the sight of an eleven-foot-tall water elemental heading for our campfire. We let it smother the fire and evaporate to about 6 feet. This gives our cleric an idea; we take our remaining firewood and any twigs we can find & build another fire. I (the fighter) slap enough out of the elemental between the initial fire's destruction and the time the new fire gets going to reduce it by another foot and quite a few HP. I back off, allow it to drown out the new fire, and reduce itself to about two feet. By this point, it's pretty pissed off at us for making so many goddamn fires. It turns its attention towards the cleric. She throws her bedroll onto the elemental. One bizarre Bounty ad later, we have ourselves a water elemental trapped in a sleeping bag.
Two weeks later, we're in a wintry valley forest. We camp out for the night, and when we wake up the next day, the forest is on fire. Apparently our nemesis has mind-controlled a small village of azers, who have torched everything around us. After dispatching a few flaming dwarves, we're rewarded with one of their kilts. It, like most attire of discerning azers, has a natural resistance to fire. Our fight has concluded, but the fact that we are still in a forest that is on fire comes to the forefront of the party's attention. Where others see burning timber, I see opportunity. I grab the elemental-filled bedroll, wring it out onto the kilt, and have our cleric cast Create Water on it several times. The result was a well-dressed, hulking H2O monstrosity hell-bent on fighting fire.
We made a hasty escape from the area, breached the villain's tower, killed him (which rather angered our DM, since he wasn't supposed to die until near the end of the campaign), stuffed half of his body into a Heward's Handy Haversack (like a bag of holding, but in backpack form) with his legs sticking out, high-tailed it through the ebony spire that was crashing down around us, and looted his corpse when we reached the bottom.
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Olivawgood name, isn't it?the foot of mt fujiRegistered Userregular
Our group has been playing through the 4e remake of the original Tomb of Horrors (which is what it sounds like Gabe is running too). There's definitely a feeling of accomplishment when the entry hall alone has a dozen ways of killing you.
Our group has been playing through the 4e remake of the original Tomb of Horrors (which is what it sounds like Gabe is running too). There's definitely a feeling of accomplishment when the entry hall alone has a dozen ways of killing you.
After you're all done, do you go spend your gold in the Little Shop of Horrors?
The Tomb of Horrors is like a Saw contraption. The only person that can derive any sort of enjoyment out of such a thing is the person running it.
I always figured it was more of a reminder that they're in a dangerous occupation.
I mean, if I were designing a dungeon to house something I didn't want people fucking with, it would be designed to murder the face of those who entered it. I mean, that's the whole point of the traps and everything.
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Once but couldn't get past describing the purple veiny obelisk writhing with veiny goodness and pulsing with dark power.
Also I might have said 'There are chunks of incest on the table' instead of 'chunks of incense.' It went downhill from there.
Now I am thinking about...
Campbell's Chunky Incest Soup With Noodles in a White Creamy 'Sauce'
Incest Scented Incense
How to craft Chunky Incest.
Ingredients:
3 immoral, drunk and overweight family members. 1 Best of Barry White CD. 1 axe murderer.
Procedure:
Bring family members into a cozy, dimly lit room with the smooth sounds of Barry White wafting through the air.
Let simmer for 10 minutes. Mix in axe murderer. Wait for axe murderer to leave and collect the pieces into your satchel.
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And Disney World is nowhere in sight.
Who doesn't?
your = belonging to you
their = belonging to them
there = not here
they're = they are
This one especially.
Those seem like they would be wasted in a tomb; really, it's an inexcusable waste of valuable resources.
should i put the difference down to mike's constant self-improvemen or to kurtz's good-natured critique of PATV fame?
both, i think
no, no. it's not the handjobs which are entombed.
it's the recipients.
they're that good.
Like what if the handjob isn't any good
and then you can't remember the way out
And Disney World is nowhere in sight.
Could be Emperor Qin's tomb. It would be an interesting room, really.
Hell, it could be the Tomb of Horrors as well. He had the manpower.
Rob: The mithril doors set on the southern end of room 28 are 14-feet wide and 28-feet tall (and 3-feet thick).
Dwayne: Rob Read that Again!
i never asked for this scary handjob
I don't know if you could necessarily classify a fatal handjob as a desirable product, especially considering the end result.
Stories like that (and this whole thread) are the main reason I became interested in tabletop gaming
That is gold.
Pure fucking gold, keep 'em on their toes.
I like them much better than banana hands
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The new gaming table in action. Awfully pretty...
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Once but couldn't get past describing the purple veiny obelisk writhing with veiny goodness and pulsing with dark power.
Also I might have said 'There are chunks of incest on the table' instead of 'chunks of incense.' It went downhill from there.
that is genius
After you're all done, do you go spend your gold in the Little Shop of Horrors?
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Ditto. It coincides with my own interest and I'm about the same as and GnT.
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Oh god.
I always figured it was more of a reminder that they're in a dangerous occupation.
I mean, if I were designing a dungeon to house something I didn't want people fucking with, it would be designed to murder the face of those who entered it. I mean, that's the whole point of the traps and everything.
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Now I am thinking about...
Campbell's Chunky Incest Soup With Noodles in a White Creamy 'Sauce'
Incest Scented Incense
How to craft Chunky Incest.
Ingredients:
3 immoral, drunk and overweight family members. 1 Best of Barry White CD. 1 axe murderer.
Procedure:
Bring family members into a cozy, dimly lit room with the smooth sounds of Barry White wafting through the air.
Let simmer for 10 minutes. Mix in axe murderer. Wait for axe murderer to leave and collect the pieces into your satchel.
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That is fucking amazing
edit: I really enjoyed this comic and so far I've been enjoying this thread too.
I wish I was a millionaire so I could afford to play DnD.
To play all you absolutely need is the PHB