When was the last time your PC got fucked because you made a decision in-character?

When was the last time your PC got fucked because you made a decision in-character?

Hard mode: no self sacrifice.

He chose to spend his gold on whores.

My CG barbarian let the other party members, who I over the course of the campaign were irredeemably batshit insane, live too long.

>*who I realized
I need caffeine chews.

You can delete you post within the first couple of minutes.

Heh

When he last met his occasional fuck buddy.

>playing Phandelver starter set
>Get to young dragon in ruined tower
>Feeling creative
>Dash past the dragon and start going up the spiral stairs
Get halfway up the tower, brandish my rapier and jump down the tower for a sick plunging attack
>Roll a 1
>Miss the dragon, land flat on my face, take enough damage to put me from full health to zero
I just wanted to look cool while killing a dragon...

he turned around and smiled at the party
"what could possibly go wro-."
before he can finish, his body is vaporized by Dragon fire.

WoD: vampire, accidentally a diablerie.

My character killed the orc chieftan's daughter as part of his
>revenge against all orcs
Vendetta. Party was forced to kill him in the hopes it would prevent a war.

My werewolf cub decided to disobey orders from a higher ranking werewolf to run and ran back to defend him against two black spiral dancers. The character has one wits and one intelligence, character theme is arrogant, brave and protective with the negative trait hair trigger.

There was no other option. He is built like a brick shit house so I tore them a new anus but took a beating and spent everything over the next two days leaving me with one will/gnosis/rage.

This is not a rare occurrence. He is my favourite character because I need to play him so outside my comfort zone, I'll be legitimately sad when he dies.

Homestuck-like game. Prototyped a Squiddle because "They're cute and harmless, right?"

As a Mandalorian Bounty Hunter, I decided to track two mofos we've been ordered to capture. As I was the only Mandalorian at the party and young, so had to prove myself. When I conforted them, they shot me with a disruptor rifle.

I was just alive because of our rule-abiding GM. I would've killed my character after taking a crit from a distruptor if I was the gm.

My GM dared me to play a happy-go-lucky character.

From Africa. In Degenesis.

Barring the multiple levels of poor decision making that putting a happy-go-lucky social/intellect based character in a *post apocalyptic setting* involves, she wound up carrying around a nice bin full of burn near the end of In Thy Blood, where there is not only a high-caliber psychonaut but also a Spitalian kicking around.

At least it's discordia and she wasn't planning on using it on herself.

I decided to hide in a pot. There were things in said pot I came to find out

Our characters have the spirits of past heroes in us, and while usually we can just have limited conversations once a day they can take control properly in the right circumstances and if we allow it.

So naturally I let my guy out to chew the fuck out of his asshole descendant, which ended up in a bit of a scrap and the guy hating us. Shame when he's also the main magical item/reagent provider in the city and the son of the chancellor.

She decided to roll seduction instead of fighting her way through a tea house.

Let's just say we ended up fighting anyways

Spent too much money gambling and had to pawn my ancestral battleaxe or suffer the wrath of the loan shark Skinny Pete. Spent the next 2 sessions in the sewers trying to get enough money to buy it back from that dickhead.

I though it would be a good idea to go on an adventure with four strangers.

He thought he was facing a banshee (a weak, generally trivial undead). He was actually facing a powerful ghost wizard, who happened to be female.

He decided to try his luck with the deck of many things.

When he decided to flirt with the barmaid.

I can't tell if you're using a different meaning of the word than the rest of us, or the same one.

And this is fine.

My last PC, a haughty sorceress type, decided to take more gold for herself than the other party members got after killing some guards in the countryside (evil campaign).

That night, as she slept, a couple of the other PCs decided to get revenge, so they beat her until she was really knocked out, stripped her, and tied her up by the road outside. My character woke up naked, sore, and with semen leaking out of every orifice. There was a sign next to where she was tied up that said "10 cp per use", and the other PCs apparently came away 10 GP richer, in addition to having stolen all of my things.

I didn't get my clothes back and they made me lure a guard into the woods and fuck him so they could ambush him. Right now I'm wearing that guard's tunic and pants.

Party cohesion hasn't been so good since then.

Diablerie is very explicitly stated to never ever be accidental. Sure, you might dust a fellow vamp in a frenzy or something, but if you want to eat his fucking soul you have to be trying really hard to do that specific thing.

Your gm is incredibly dumb if he thinks they would have made 10gp. To make 10gp for 10cp a piece would mean 100 guys. Assuming the average dude takes about 5 minutes to finish that would mean a total of 8 hours and 20 minutes of the sex alone. Take into account the time between each guy arriving, say 20 minutes if it's a well traveled road, and you'd have to be out for almost 42 hours.

Maybe they tipped? I dunno, the GM was laughing his ass off at the whole affair, I imagine he didn't think it much through.

Ah, Veeky Forums, where *this* is what we get out of characters being raped for money.

My character was cowardly and ran from a fight. However, he knew that the party leader was big on honor and would have him executed for running, so he decided not to come back. He basically ran out of the campaign and I made a new character.

>Playing a necromancer, servant/apprentice to a cruel mistress who abused him untile he broke and became her willing slave, only to then abandon him
>By a twist of fate, walk the planes
>Get drafted by an adventurer party
>They accept the mission to escort a cart through a desert
>See what's clearly a illusion in the guise of his mistress, not even that realistic
>Runs after it, convinced it was his mistress who came back for him
>Gets nearly eaten by a illusion-spawning creature

It turned in a moment of sudden awesomeness when the creature dropped the illusion and my character proceeded to pummel the head of the creature agains the rock of its lair, pushed his thumbs inside its eyes, and killed it with the point-blank equivalent of a shocking graps.

Rogue character saw a gem encrusted gold pommel sticking out of a giant's shoulder back. Failed the checks to jump up and grab it and ended up getting knocked to negatives on the resulting full-attack next round from the giant.

Every time she tries to be honourable and just she gets fucked over. This has been happening for the entire campaign. Leaving any enemy alive just means that we get another name to add to the grudge list who will inevitably return at the least opportune time to fuck us over.

The latest example was a tribe of snow goblins who attacked us for invading their territory. We beat them, but made certain not to kill any of them, explained that we were just passing through, and then left. Lo and behold:

>'As you edge across the ridge, you hear a cackling laughter from above you, and hear the grinding of rocks being rolled over the ground...'

Nobody died, but now we're stuck in some sort of ice cave in the middle of fucking nowhere, a party of four with 12 functioning limbs between us, two days worth of food and water, and four rapidly developing cases of frostbite.

Just last night we met a hag who greeted us with "hello pretties"
My wisecracking tiefling sorcerer replied with "wish I could say the same to you".
Finger of death killed me. 100% worth it

What the actual fuck, man.

I mean, maybe that's normal at your table, but selling someone off as an unwilling and unconscious sex slave would lead to some proper anger at my table.

Tell the baddies the evil MacGuffin only works for warlocks of my patron
FUCK I'M A WARLOCK OF MY PATRON
They whoop me to use MacGuffin for them

Your GM sounds like an edgelord if he can't grasp the concept of mercy

In a party full of squishy casters, my cleric knew it fell to him to defend them from blows.

And damn, are the blows falling. If he didn't have an electric counterattack from his Tempest template, I'm sure he would've been dead several times over now.

>the barmaid's a gentle, elegant lass
>so long as you keep yer hands on yer glass!

His flesh was stripped from his bones by a swam of crows for daring to touch a Drow God's sacred tome.

>Playing a Kobold Wizard
>fail acrobatics check to climb through a window
>"God dammit! I'm too short!"

Somehow, playing a kobold transmutationist with a hard-on for any sort of precious gems hasn't screwed me over yet, beyond the usual.

I had a guy in my party who played a paladin and honorably volunteered to stand by and guard a pair of sisters sleeping in their wagon after they woke up screaming about a snake. Everyone else thought they were shady as fuck, and sure enough after everyone else was asleep they knocked him out, took off the armor, tied him to a chair and took time slowly stabbing him to death before stealing their family ax, burying the dude in a shallow grave and riding away into the night.

If you're going to guard people, you don't go to sleep.

What a moron.

>the bane of every new player

This kind of shit isn't uncommon, regardless of who's GMing. Last game we played, my character got impregnated after being captured by goblins.

It comes with the territory of being the only female in a group of six horny guys.

Charged a non-Hostile Lich many levels higher than myself because the character hated the undead and thought they should all be destroyed. Cue my crit fail on the attack roll, leading to my character getting paralysed and spending the next two sessions as a statue while the rest of the group did other stuff.
Was especially annoying as the rest of the party, at the same level as me, wiped the floor with the Lich, since they were all fucking lucky enough to coincidentally have the right character builds to fight Lichs (they all dealt bludgeoning-magic damage so the Lich had no DR against them).

Broke a minor law and an NPC who was clearly up to some shady shit called for the guards, loli cleric used some magic shit to freeze the two guards and the NPC in place.

>took literally everything NPC had, stripped naked
>took guards weapons
>party wizard went invisible, pulled guards pants down, and threatened them a bit
>time to make sure I face no repercussions for this
>druid gets triggered, uses druid magics to bind me
>convince loli cleric we'll just leave so she uses a dagger that dispels magic and frees me
>immediately cut the NPC and two guards eyes and tongues out

Session ended shortly after, the GM seemed pretty upset and the loli cleric began acting as if I had raped her. I feel like this is going to fuck me soon.

This seems familiar to me, was the loli cleric an albino by any chance? If she was that might've been me

nope

Alright, this made me chuckle

So is it an ERP or are you just all really weird?

I was the LG Paladin, the rest of us were various flavours of Good with one Neutral. The DM was pushing us towards seeing how much we were willing to compromise morally in a "nobledark" setting, to brutally stamp out a rebellion against the ruling monarch, who was LN slipping fast towards LE.

We all looked at each other around the table. They all looked at me, I looked at them. Silent agreement.

"Fuck that."

And that's how we started a revolution against the throne. We all wound up dying pretty brutally in the end, but our sacrifice meant that in our next campaign, all our characters lived up to their predecessors and deposed the tyrant.

GM introduced a new player's character in such a way that they were almost certainly about to die, so my character went out on a limb to rescue her.

At every stage since, the character and player has done everything in their goddamn power to try and get every character in the group killed.

That sounds pretty damn cool

>got knocked out
>is called moron for falling asleep

No, it's a legit game, but these kind of detours happen every so often. Sometimes I don't mind, sometimes I'm a bit into it myself, but most of the time I find myself twiddling my thumbs and sighing. It'd be nice to have a more conventional group, or at least one that treated sex as something that doesn't exclusively happen via prostitution and rape.

Decided to send a blind dwarf npc to open a trapped door. Two shadow warriors spawned upon death and the party left me to face them.

is this some kind of weird fantasy or are there actual games that are this fucking weird and wacky

That genuinely sounds horrible and I'm usually on the /pol/ side of gender politics

Rogue Trader.
I was the navigator.
I tried to navigate.