What's the most daring thing you've done while in-character?

What's the most daring thing you've done while in-character?

I jumped in front of my teammate to shield him from not!Godzilla's breath attack.

Slammed the queen. Wasn't worth it tho.

I don't think it counts as daring if you're doing to see if the DM will kill your Pally char.

Deliberately called the attention of some beastmen away from a badly injured comrade on a non-combat character.

Full on "YOU SHALL NOT PASS" in front of an angry war-goddess and her hordes.

DID NOT WIN FIGHT, but did delay her a few minutes which was enough for the rest of the party to activate the Oh Fuck weapon in her temple.

Pulled a giant horse-sized talking wolf into a fist fight.

It did not end well for either of us.

I have this artifact that manifests my subconscious desires and it does what I want to happen unless I hold it back. Decided to let it loose on a squad of enemies. Basically nuked the town clean off the map.

Taunted a miniboss-level Barbarian wearing a belt of Fire Giant Strength, to keep him aways from my party members. He nearly tore me in half with three attacks that would have ORKOed any other member of the party.

Either unbuckle myself from the escape pod just to rescue the tech-priestess waifu as the ship we were departing from was seconds away from self-destruct or killing the Lancelot knockoff who was banging the Queen in a duel in front of the entire Kingdom just to prove a point.

My second RPG session in my entire life. Party was in a fight with a naga that outleveled us cleanly and clearly.

Seeing this was only going to end with everyone dead, my dwarf (all 110+ kg of it) lassoed the naga's tail, tied rope to himself, then jumped off nearby cliff to our mutual doom. Did not survive. 100% worth it.

Did an orc rape your mother?

Slit a female guard captain's throat and had my way with her corpse while the other guards (including her husband) were oblivious in the next room. I rolled a 10+ so the GM basically had to let it happen.

Literally dismantled a whole dam system and flooded an entire village. It was really worth the shot.

Became the sole survivor of a TPK by as a last-ditch action before death, getting down on one knee and proposing to my attacker.

Blew up two tanks single-handedly. They exploded in my face.

In 5e, used my fighter's action surge and an excellent Athletics check to jump clear over a shield wall, and got two crits on the enemy officer. It sounds dry when I describe the mechanics, but the mental image of a mighty warrior leaping right over a group of soldiers with heavy shields only to decapitate their leading officer is pretty fuckin' daring if you ask me.

Played in a campaign dmed by my ex

I managed to have sex with Tiamat.

In human and natural form.

how was the wedding? i don't imagine there were many guests.

>human form

Weak ass pleb shit

Virt, you're not allowed to post on Veeky Forums anymore, remember?

Attacked a Thunderhawk armed with only a chainaxe in a game of Black Crusade

I won

> I managed to have sex with Tiamat. In human and natural form.
Both? Or in between?

Who is that? I'm talking about my Dungeon World campaign.

Killed the boss of a cult the party had been stalking for a while and put on all of her gear and signature weaponry before transforming into her and leading the cult into a bloody war against another cult.

We were sneaking into a frost giant fortress to nab an orb of dragonkind and maybe disrupt a nascent alliance between them and some winter fey. We found the high-level diplomatic meeting with a bunch of frost giant guards, the frost giant queen with the orb of dragonkind on a staff, and a fey lord. We needed a significant distraction so we could grab it and run, so I... slapped the queen hard on the ass while she was close to the fey lord and managed to pin it on him. Hide in plain sight's a hell of a drug.

It wasn't that great since she was evil, so were the guests. There were even some monsters. Maybe 10 guests total, all of them her friends.

The party was worse, since she was violent and rowdy and liked to drink, and so did everyone else.

Ballsiest thing one of my players ever did was essentially fire the planet destroying superweapon early so that it couldn't get a full charge. Commiting genocide on an enormous scale but saving the world. The rest of the party was dumbfounded. The villain was dumbfounded. I was dumbfounded.

It was one of my players.

Basically caused a time paradox to permanently cripple an unstoppable eldritch abomination and actually make it fighteable and killeable.

I found the idea too fucking good since the entire campaign dealt with this kind of stuff, so I scrapped my notes for how to deal with it and just went with the time paradox.

I told a demon I was putting "everything" into the pot to cover the buy-in of my young wards in a poker game for the fate of millennium city

Nice.

winner winner chicken dinner. how was it?

The notAngel of Death said she wouldn't wipe the party if I landed a single blow on her against her high AC. I missed my first swings and she one shotted me, bringing me past zero hp. She had a healer magically heal me to deal with me later but I just grabbed my sword and said. "I'm not done with you bitch." Scraped by another shot, and finally landed it using the rest of my spell resources to raise my hit chance. She held her end of the bargain and we walked out of there.

>Who is that? I'm talking about my Dungeon World campaign.

underrated post

I ripped a dragon in half with my bare hands to stop it from eating a little girl then in a bloodrage fucked the gaping hole that was its jaw while screaming I AM THE SAVIOR OF THIS LAND!

Oh almost forgot IRL the GM kicked me out for killing his plot device.

Stole a kiss from the new queen in front of everyone at her coronation. The BBEG ended up targeting me specifically for the rest of the campaign because he did his big dramatic entrance right after and no one even noticed.

There better have been some manly tears in there.

I demand context

You bet your ass there was

>Impersonated the princess's lover
>Stole the king's horse and ran away with her
>Dumped her to go on sick-ass adventures with the queen of the pirates
>Get marooned a day later

Worth it.

My character-
Climbed out of Baba Yaga's hut and onto the adult blue dragon that was latched to the top and pulling it around. Had an arrow that I had made from a statue to magically transforms whomever it touches (has to contact flesh) into monstrous vermin. Was hoping to transform the dragon, but learned that scales are hard to break through, dragons have amazing saves, and the arrow broke. Ended up the dragon found me out and tried to shake me. Fired a grapple-hook arrow (I had 3) and caught his back. So slowly I had to climb this rope as the dragon was toying with me, a quarter mile above the desert sands. Until the rope broke.

Then I rolled reflex.

20

Fired off another grapple and got a good enough grip to make my way back onto the dragon. Until I ended up stabbing myself with another one of my magic arrows.

The assassin of the party got turned into an assassin beetle.

My players-

Teenage (not mutant) lizard folk barbarian donned robes to sneak into a ceremony being held by the Cult if the Dragon. She was a paladin trying to sneak in and get a holy relic from our home brew deity. She took out the yuan-ti abomination who was acting as a priestess by convincing her that she was the vessel for this variant of a deity they were hoping to resurrect.

Then lost all hope of keeping paladin-hood by mentally threatening to have the guards kill her doppelgänger party member for not shutting up.

As DM, I enjoyed stripping her of her paladin class.

And another...

The dark elf dex fighter was cornered in a maze-like sponge system by a vampire lord that he inadvertently created. The vamp was super arrogant and needed our elf for a ritual (trying to summon a Lovecraftian demon lord) so he was trying to draw him out. Said vamp tried summoning an earlier guard dog (necrotaur actually. Think undead looking bear/bull monster) to chase them, but it was already dead. Then he decided to freeze the damp cave floor to get them sliding down towards him (he was downhill and around a corner).

So the Drow takes advantage of this and aces his Dex check and attack roll. He slides down the icy terrain like a snowboarder, kicks over the dead monster, and flying-stakes the vamp in the heart.

I believe there may be a screen cap of it, but in the game our characters became sort like a band of merry men bandits, with my character the Robin Hood figure. Along the way, my guy for his kind but strictly appropriate/clean treatment of some captive noble women, picked up a completely untrue reputation for being a sly dashing rogue with a taste for the ladies who couldn't be denied.

Fast forward to where our group made the mistake of assaulting a noble caravan and only barely managed to survive/triumph. Really all we did was just drive off the royal guards without dying ourselves, but ended up with some good loot and a carriage. It turned out that the queen and princess were in the carriage and when we found out we were practically shitting ourselves and about to just let them go to avoid the trouble.

The queen exited the carriage and interjected though and said that they were our prisoners but bargained for her daughter's dignity and offered herself in the place of the princess. It became clear that she was believing the rumors about my guy and feared I would fall upon her daughter and seduce the princess with my wicked ways. We ended up putting on a serious face and going over how we would handle this situation, as well as my guy saying he'd accept the queen's bargain.

So for the time till the ransom could be exchanged, my guy got to sleep with the queen under this whole misunderstanding about my guy, and that she was doing it to protect her daughter. It wasn't so great because my guy had never been with a woman before so she sort of ended up hatefucking/domming him. And then the aftermath when she told the king, and we all had to flee for our lives, leaving everything and everyone behind, and losing out on a really cushy position as merry forest bandits.

Eh, cave system. Not sure what happened to make it "sponge".

Who daring am I? How daring am /I/?

I FTL'd to a nearby system in Traveller..

.. with my warp bubble broken.

I know next to nothing about Traveller. How bad is that? Wouldn't having a broken warp-whatever make FTL travel just straight-up impossible?

Oh yeah! Speaking of having Baba Yaga's hut... That story involved running into Loki and getting in an argument with him. He disguised himself as our Drow and was found in bed with Baba, who had a thing for the Drow. Nearly drove our Drow mad until he latched an amulet that he had never used on Loki's forehead, causing some serious teleportation issues.

The hut was claimed in the same instance as Baba was trying to cop a feel and got all the blood drained from her body by another amulet.

These amulets were seriously broken in the most amazing ways popular.

Baba's bones now make up the drow's boots, and he and Loki are still kinda friends.

thats the single gayest thing I have ever heard in my life. is this what you fags rp about when you play DnD? does anyone actually slay dragons inside dungeons in this game?

Oh yeah! Speaking of having Baba Yaga's hut... That story involved running into Loki and getting in an argument with him. He disguised himself as our Drow and was found in bed with Baba, who had a thing for the Drow. Nearly drove our Drow mad until he latched an amulet that he had never used on Loki's forehead, causing some serious teleportation issues.

The hut was claimed in the same instance as Baba was trying to cop a feel and got all the blood drained from her body by another amulet.

These amulets were seriously broken in the most amazing ways.

Baba's bones now make up the drow's boots, and he and Loki are still kinda friends.

Doing a flip of of a tower to space-bodyslam Moby Dick.

I did a DnD campaign once with six friends consisting of me, the gm, and four other players. In it we managed to each do something dickish for each character, who wants to hear it?

Its really amazing is what it is. Broken warp-bubble means FTL is possible, but that you are subject to the reality bending energies it creates. Like think of an airplane with sudden cabin depressurization. That kind of chaotic, but instead of being pulled out into the atmosphere, you accidentally summon cthulhu, time travel 50,000 years into the past, appear at your desired location in an instant rather than a week or you just.. cease to exist.

Sure thing.

First up is my friends orc character who did this:

Backstory for this character is basically he had to deal with racism and is going to do something about it. During the campaign the party finds the king fucking a prostitute, the orc uses this to his advantage by blackmailing the king to do what he wants

He causes social reforms for orcs to be pushed but that's boring and the people aren't having it. So he kills off the king in an assassination made by himself causing a race war and then a full blown civil war.

The orc then lead the people and took power as the first orc king of the place.

Yikes, what happened to you then?

He fucked the prostitute obviously.

One time, my character accidentally opened a portal to hell, so to seal it back up, he got the party and npcs to brick up the doors and windows (the portal was inside) while he fought off the demons that came through. Through either GM fiat or dumb luck, he survived long enough for them to block the house off with magic and locked away underground. I don't know what became of him because I basically was told to hand over my character sheet after that.

I managed to roll lucky on a 1d6 and had no effects. It was quite a tense scene as we had just gotten off a deadly battle with a pirate ship that ambushed us while we were scooping fuel. We had a Scout Courier and the last 4 sessions involved sneaking around and ambushing pirates in their ship as we tried to unlock our courier from the magnetic clamp. Ended in a chase scene in an asteroid field where we barely managed to pump energy into our engines while getting pelted with missiles.

Afterwards we had to land on a planet and repair and perform local duties on a world that has its most income coming from safaris. We essentially became counter-poachers for a while.

Alright you guys can pick for this one.

A Kobold rouge character
My Dragonborn character
An elven wizard character
Or a token human character

You couldn't have simply let them go, claiming to be a better class of criminal?

Can we have all?

PK'd my party.

One at a time user, each is good. So please, pick one and let me tell you a tale of them

Once more into the fray...

Well then a Kobold Rouge just sounds like a good time.

>Kobold rouge
>rouge
Yes. Tell us the tale of the prettiest kobold.

Im a fucking idiot and Im sorry but it still sounds like a fun time

Between being goaded by other party members, and the chance to do it, my guy had a lapse in judgement.

Alright then:

This kobold was one that was planning on stealing the treasury of a cult that preached that humanity was superior to anything. He got in by convincing the people he could be just a servant. He was rising through the ranks of the cult by either bribery or killing them off one by one. Until he made it to the leader of the cult

It turns out the head of the cult was a mind flayer, the kobold was getting it bad at first being physically and psychically tortured for days by the mind flayers lackeys. Until the day it was making a speech to the whole cult, the kobold broke out of the bindings, killed the lackeys and unhooded the mind flayer in front of everyone.

He stabbed his knives into the mind flayer before heading to the treasury and taking all of what was in there while the cultists killed the mind flayer. When the kobold came back he killed each of them one by one until 10 were left.

He told the survivors to go and spread the word about what happened, that day was a good day

Alright, which one now?

Dragon-Born?

Killed, ate someone, when that player made an exact protocopy of the character claiming to be the guys brother, i slapped him in the face with his old characters remains.
then began the single biggest shitwar i've seen in D&D.
3.5 is a hell of a drug to fuel BoVD shit.

Moar details pls

Trapped in a Mindflayer lair, we used our one turn before a guaranteed TPK to teleport away. We knew the Mindflayers would be right behind, so we landed in the middle of a white dragon nest that kind of didnt hate us and led the Mindflayers right into them.

Only large-scale battle I've been involved with in D&D, but damn was it fun. Whole party survived, too.

You got it:

For this I played an atheist because of how dickish it would be to tell a god it's not real. Anyways I pissed off a god of death and a god of war.

They ended up sending their followers after me, and I ended up having to make a stand in a city. I wasn't allowing these fuckers to kill innocent people, those bastards killed the guardsmen first.

So I held the line for three days while the people kept in their homes. After finally killing the last member two avatars of the gods appeared and began saying bullshit about how I'm doomed along with the villagers, while I simply threw a spear at them.

I don't believe in any gods.

So the avatars and me fought, it was neck and neck for the most part. I dealt the final blow after giving them a case of no legs, I decided to indulge in Guts for a bit.

When you see your gods, tell them to leave me the hell alone. I was proclaimed a hero of the city

But it was all in a days work

Bluffed a martial coup against the local royalty so I could get an audience with the Prince.

Ran a Paladin who fist-fought a dragon. His vow was simply that he wouldn't use deadly force unless it was used against him first, and the dragon thought it was funny and knocked him out. Had a good laugh about it and switched to diplomacy - he would later rationalize it by saying he felt he had to earn the dragon's respect in order to be taken seriously by it.

That's pretty cool man

My Keldorian Tech Specialist actually knocked out a fucking Jedi in the party with a force enhanced training sword. All whilst being the only sane man due to fucking force spiders messing with the Jedi.

Only ones left are the elf and human. Which one do you want to hear?

Token human.

You got it boyo:

This human was a paladin who was investigating people being murdered.

As it turns out a beholder was coming out at night to kill people by causing them to kill themselves via psychic command

Once he found it he fought the beholder, ripping off all of the things eyes except the hypnosis one. He used a mirror to reflect the beam back to the beholder

Once the beholder asked for a command he simply ordered one thing. To have the son of a bitch kill itself

I love this thanks for the tale

Your welcome user

and this as-well.

Charge Mephistopheles in a 4e game while I was level 5.

We were in Undermountain and as usual crazy shit happens. We somehow end up in the 8th level of hell.

Mephistopheles amused, says we can leave but one of us must stay, their soul damned to his domain.

Our tiefling warlock volunteers and Mephistopheles creates a portal back to Waterdeep.

I'm playing a dwarf fighter who's tanky and heroic as fuck. No one gets left behind.

As soon as everyone else is through the portal I tell the DM I'm going to charge Mephistopheles.

He says since he's not expecting adventurers as weak as us to defy him I catch him off guard.

I slam him with Tide of Iron and roll a nat 20. I'm using an Earth-wrought Hammer which on a crit knocks the target prone.

Lord of the eighth layer of hell knocked on his ass by a run-of-the-mill dwarf.

I grab the warlock and cheese it through the portal.

Mephistopheles can't give chase but now his worshipers are pissed at my dwarf for all time.

My changeling managed to track down my mentors's kidnappers in the hedge and beat them using a combination of a staff, carefully applied contracts, and the disembodied ghost head of Dale Gribble.

My character nuked his own planet, Exterminating his entire race. Just to kill two of the other player characters.

Went off to go 1v1 a berserker WAY out of his depth (literally "lay hands on me, I explode that round, no RNG required"). Two PCs ran in behind to clean up two archers that tried to body him on his way, then he leveraged his horse to chip away at the big man, kill the soldier and cleric trying to trap him... then the party steals the kill, and subsequently gets super salty IC that he went off on a suicide mission.

Didn't give no fucks.

I lured a lich into possessing me, so I could then possess his vacant body.

Still surprised that worked.

Why would you want to?

That whole time I was picturing a cave system made of sponge. Really confusing mental image, that.

Freedom-Eagle guy here. Probably the ballsiest and most daring thing i've done was with my second Mutants and Masterminds Character, Boris the soviet hammer. A bald, seven and a half foot tall monster of a man who was built purely for strength and moderate intelligence. All of his abilities were strength and rage-based.

Long story short, the party was being taunted by an evil, malicious god-like entity. We were power level 11 by this point, it was pushing power level 20. (For those not familiar with power levels in M&M, a party would have a shit-hard time taking out a power level one level above them if it were a single person.) Anyway, he leaned downward and lorded over the world while Boris stared angrily up at him. I mentioned that Boris was winding up a good, solid punch (He used his fists as weapons) and got two natural-twenty rolls against this thing, clobbering it right in it's massive nose. I asked the GM if I could burn all my hero points up to then (I never spend the things, I just let them accumulate over months of play) to which I spent about nine total, and punched it into the same sun that Freedom Eagle threw King Babylon into.

Boris was true russian hero, proving communism, is, and always will be the strongest force in the universe.

Declared that I, a demonic-looking Bright Wizard in a really bizarrely power-leveled Warhammer Fantasy campaign, was going to fight Slaanesh to the death for the soul of a little girl.

Found her in a crypt of Morr. The girl was the daughter of a strange priest/wizard of Morr (something like that) who I got into a startling fight with when it turned out my intimidate roll caused him to try to siphon my soul out of my body. Naturally he then decided that he was just going to haunt my ass and, in the process of doing so, passed on some memories to me.

The GM explicitly told me this was a bad idea.
The party said they were fucking out and ran like hell.
But I just shrugged because it seemed like the thing I had to do. I killed this guy over a misunderstanding that escalated way too hard, and prevented him from saving his daughter himself, as he had been (apparently) trying to do for some time.

Go figure the plant-infused halfling that had "accidentally" been wielding chaos weapons that nearly Conflagration of Doom'd our party was the only one crazy enough to stick with me.

Slaanesh (or whatever greater daemon representing it) wasn't prepared for a fight, nor able to express its full power, so basically I shot everything I had, the halfling tried to keep me alive against her attacks, and in the end I just gave up resisting the Morr wizard's ghost and basically told him to save his daughter.

He literally had me rip my own arm off, then tethered it to the ground and animated it to hold on the daughter while he threw some crazy OP magic Slaanesh's way, and eventually threw his soul at her just to buy us enough time to drag the little girl's soul back to her body, breaking the portal and denying Slaanesh.

Would've bled to death if the party hadn't (reluctantly, and rather metagame-y) backtracked, then succeeded on something like fifteen rolls with everyone burning fate points just to stabilize, including destroying a single-use time-warping item we'd found

Eventually we sequestered the daughter in a seemingly safe place - a church protected by crazy powerful wards - but the party had to cut a deal with a chaos sorcerer in order to save me, in the end.

Wish they hadn't.

While we were away, some other characters we'd saved earlier had effectively breached the wards from within and the whole shebang got swallowed up by Slaanesh's minions, dooming the daughter, the father (who sacrificed himself to save her), and negating all of our effort and sacrifice in the process.


To boot, because I wasn't familiar with religious symbols, the finale ended up with us engaging in a desperate last magical ritual to basically get Sigmar to save our asses from this chaos-infested hellhole -- and hopefully save the others who had also been lost along the way -- but it turned out to be a ritual to Slaanesh.

So I failed an untrained dice roll in the finale and sold my soul to Slaanesh in the process.


Apparently the people we were working with were Slaaneshi the whole time. Our hint of this was that there was a purple bit of magic zapping some chaos shit that attempted to attack their tower.


I'm not sure I've still gotten over my bitterness, honestly. There was a ton of effort and risky plays that we made just to get where we got, and every single time it was just "lol you helped the bad guys and set back any possible progress."

But hey, on the bright side, the GM informed me my character wasn't "totally gone" -- I'd probably return as some Slaaneshi puppet to infest the cult of Sigmar in the Empire and basically act as a pivotal figure in the corruption of it.
Yay.

Shot crime boss in the face upon first meeting, then went out with his head right back to nearest sheriff office, while rest of the party had no other choice but cover me, since they were recognised as partners and shot at.
GM was so fucking speechless about ruining his scenario within 10 minutes of gameplay he was seriously considering kicking me out of the group.

It was the only way I could think to take a crack at his physical body.

Note: Our entire system is rules-lite homebrew.

He had blocked off our approach with a wall of magic fire which we couldn't figure out how to circumvent. On the other side of the fire was a bottomless pit, then the lich on his throne flanked by two friendly NPCs which he had already possessed (he had split his soul into thirds).

Now, per DM's homebrew, a lich's body and spirit have to remain within a certain distance of its phylactery. If any component gets too far away from the other, the connection snaps and the lich dies (though if the body is destroyed then he may find/make a new one).

Race I was playing was essentially a mini-lich. I get a phylactery and the ability to move between it and my body at will but no super god powers. I'm basically an undead with a small INT bonus and a finicky possession ability (I need to succeed three consecutive INT oppose checks).

So what I did was enter my phylactery, leaving my physical body vacant. Up until then, the party and the lich had been at a standoff. As I entered my phylactery the lich realized my body was vacant and possessed it.

Small glitch for him: I'm not a physical fighter or spell caster. I'm an alchemist. I'd expended pretty much all my equipment on the fight up his tower, so he was left to scrabble at my party ineffectually while I swapped into his body.

Then I threw it into the pit and asked my DM what happened.

.>"Well... I guess he dies. You don't get the loot on him, of course, but yeah. He's dead."

It was a bit anti-climactic, but I felt awful clever after that session.

Oh, also I guess, in another campaign the GM set up an "Angel shows up and aids a usurper in taking the throne, leg it and get allies to fight another day while NPCs 1 & 2 die to save you."

My character didn't like leaving people behind. So instead she charged headlong at the angel, hit it with a sharpened tooth-sword she pried from the mouth of a giant monster, shoved the NPC towards the door and legged it like a motherfucker while dodging like hell.

Also flipped the angel off as I went out the door. Admittedly that might have been a step too far.

Turns out later on when we encountered the Angel again she, uh, was not very happy with me. She'd had a dragon preventing her from pursuing us before. This time she just did some orbital bombardment shit on my ass. Constantly running in and out of buildings trying to break LOS while they're just systematically destroyed in my wake. Didn't get out quite so unscathed _that_ time.

Not gonna lie, I am probably "that player" who doesn't back off just because something is huge and ominous and probably able to crush me like an insect. If it seems like the "right" thing to do for my character I'm probably going to do it regardless of the odds.

Which is probably why I asked the Chaos Knights how they got their horses on a parapet and then ended up with a lance in my chest.

Good thing I tend to play tough characters!

Take on a dragon with nothing more than three windlass crossbows
Didn't even have to reload any of them, the 3rd shot did the trick

I'm still considered the luckiest barstard ever by our GM, since the rolls for dragon attack were really bad, while I've scored two crits in a row.