Hey Veeky Forums newfag here. Thought I kick things off with a small series of That Guy story from around 4-5 months ago, when I discovered roll20 and decided to join a Pathfinder game. Everyone is ’That Guy’ to an extent, but then again… Let’s play a little „Guess Who is That Guy Who Fucked Up the Game”. Hint: there might be more than one. Extra points for „Find the OP” The names are changed, but your candidates are:
>Horny the female ratfolk. Class: Warpriest, madness domain Style of play: Sometimes goes a bit meta as if she was Deadpool, uses two-handed fighting and her tactics are: charge into melee, wreck shit, remember she can cast spells at random intervals. When someone else starts to goof off, she goes serious and intimidates the PC in character to cut the crap.:Uses a character portrait of a clipped NSFW art of a ratfolk in armor, with the lower part of her clothing/armor ’missing’. Specifically asked the GM whether she could ’accidentally’ lose her pants at every beginning of the combat as a free action.
>Butch the female human Class: Bloodrager – abyssal bloodline Style of play: Go in, slap shit with a 2 handed sword which is bigger than her, animu style, be brooding and edgy, but when PCs interact with her, she lightens up at times. Tends to stick to the rules and call out on the GM if he fucks it up. Best buddies with the party’s healer; written up a shared background story, making her the healer’s bodyguard. Also, she had horns. I don’t know why, but just did, because horns are cool and bloodline fluff.
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Lucas Sullivan
>Punpun the female kobold Class: Alchemist – Mindchemist Style of play: More or less remains an outsider to the group because she doesn’t trust them as the feeling is mutual. Being a fekking kobold means they are probably right, but not yet moved on to steal from the party while there are NPCs to scam as she sells aclhemical ware. Lobs acid and bombs as expected, and the moment a baddie even just looks mean at her, she runs away screaming. Also, not afraid to throw bombs into crowds despite there being a chance to wound the meatshield buddies. Tends to stick to the rules as well and gangs up with Butch to call out the GM on his bullshits when he twists the rules or ignore them.
>Snowflake the female human Class: Cleric to –insert random good god here- Style of play: Never uses an offensive spell, nor does she ever fight with weapons, had huge charisma, some wisdom, but even the kobold could beat her in an armwrestling match or in a marathon. Tends to be very kawaii and her portrait is some random animu chick. Frowns at every time we manage to outright kill off the baddies. Also, she is the face.
>DMPC the male ratfolk >Class: Archmage >Style of play: Being the DM. That’s it.
Isaiah Gonzalez
Also, there were 2 other PCs, but they didn't say anything, didn't do anything, and were basically just faceless minions. They left after the first session's bullshit.
So. Who is That Guy, who broke the game?
Gabriel Reyes
....the DM/GM?
Jose Edwards
First impressions are: The GM was That Guy (kinda gave it away in Punpun's style of play). Snowflake is most likely OP but could also be Punpun.
Jayden Brooks
Nope, not the GM. Actually surprisingly the DMPC was fighting… off-screen, and the GM let us do our stuff. Long story short: it was Snowflake. OP is Punpun. So anyway:
>Party is at RandomVille, where they celebrate the kiddies’ coming of age, one of them being Snowflake. Everyone hails from there, and even Punpun shows up to peddle her shitty alchemical wares; probably just pissed in the bottles and sells it as repellant or something. Feast, games, dance, partying ensues and out of fucking nowhere an army or gnolls show up at the gates; apparently a village of about 20-30 has a wall that would make Trump weep in joy. >Ohshit we are under siege, they start scaling the walls and butcher villagers, then attempt to murderize the party. We murderized them back. Noteable happenings in the combat: >There was fighting in the pens, Punpun threw a bomb, and the splash damage caught a sheep. Punpun didn’t care. The GM did. He said the sheep is now on fire, and the 2 guards who were slapping gnolls literally stopped fighting to get buckets and put out the flames on the sheep. >Snowflake tried to be a martyr and kept getting in the way of attacks to be a meatshield, because remember: she never fights… and got her swooshy ass kicked to 0 HP; eventually got back into the fight. >Horny lost her pants. >We were doing well, but then a bigass gnoll hacked at the gate with an axe, and peeked in all The Shining style. And we saw a battering ram with more gnolls approaching the gate, along with their leader. We were not going to win this, because sheer numbers. But in the end we did manage to drive back the army. Let’s play a game of ’Guess how the day was won’. I’ll give you a start:
„But then, Snowflake walked up to the crack on the gate and…”
Samuel Rogers
Put her hot animu ass up to it?
William Russell
„…used intimidate on the gnoll leader, saying if he does not withdraw, they are going to be damned for eternety after they get butchered. Remember: Snowflake doesn't fight, which we pointed out, asking whether she should roll a bluff. She wasn't bluffing. She rolled a pretty high number. The GM tried to point out that it's not how intimidate Works, but Snowflake didn't budge, and instead used intimidate on the DM. DM being desperate for a game, after a bit of back and forth, said fine, the gnoll leader withdraws his forces and makes a siege camp around the village. And that marked the end of Session #1...
...and the start of Session #1,5 with Snowflake and Butch, which was a private game without the rest of the party. Which I will get to, shortly.
Josiah Perez
I don't see any problems with how she roleplayed that.
Caleb Thompson
The problem is that she was a 16yo animu girl threatening an army. And besides: a high roll doesn't justify all and any actions. We managed to kill off 7-8 of their guys, but there was still literal hundreds and more, outside the walls.
So Anyway: between The first and the second session, Snowflake and Butch asked the GM in private to have their own session. DM agrees becase he thinkgs it would be something innocent. Also, Snowflake get herself somekind of a vow that if she doesn’t cast spells that cause damage, or doesn’t do damage with weapons, she gets like a crapton of buff. I think it was a 3.5 Vow, but GM passed it because Snowflake was throwing a hissyfit.
So anyway:
>Snowflake and Butch sneaked out of FortVillage in the middle of the night to sneak into the Gnoll Siege camp. None of them had darkvision. The gnolls had. Nevertheless, they managed to do pretty good rolls and sneaked in the tallgrass like they were pokemons. >They managed to sneak past several patrols and approach the biggest tent: that’s where the leader must be. Because biggest tent=their leader is there. Once again, they managed to sneak closer to it, and by this time, I’m questioning the GM’s rolls on perception. Butch cut open a small part on the tent to enter. >Butch was ready to do this, fuck up the leader, even if it means her end. She was born for this. >Before she could do anything, Snowflake… Once again: ’Guess how the day was won’ I’ll give you a start:
„Snowflake entered the tent before Butch, and approached the leader to…
