What's the manliest thing you ever did in a game?

Let myself be eaten by 500ft tall manifestation of the nine hells.
Our party had thrown preatty much everything we had at it and it was barely a scratch.
After it ate me I almost got killed by the acid and jaw but used Undying Sentinel to remain "standing". What followed was me putting bags of holding inside bag of holding and severe the head for the body.
To that the GM asked "But how are you gonna get out before the explosion? Misty Step right?". Looked at my sheet, no spell slots left, and said "I am not''
And thus the city and the world was saved but the paladin lost in the astral sea.

Sucked dick for bus fare.

Flexed so hard that a dissolute noble wanted me to become his personal living statue in his personal collection. I then accepted the offer, strangled him with my legs when he tried to fuck me, then stole his money.
Later I brawled a giant wolf to death while naked.
Another instance of someone rich being seduced by my sheer manliness, another leg kill for I would never skip leg day, another treasure stolen from a noble.
Again I flexed hard enough to break the temple I was fighting in, while enlarging myself through sheer muscle magic.
Then fighting bare-handed the juggernaut under the temple, despite it having high damage resistance.

Piledrived a Tau Commander in full suit off a mountain

I was a black templar

Had a Y chromosome.

Leapt off a platform in an arena, then tackled a flying chimaera to it's demise by pinning it's wings.

Jump on a magical grenade in the first session to save some civilians; rather than kill off as he would have been within rights to do so, the DM said I survived after some serious magic healing with one less arm and a lot of scars. I then used that one arm to help carry another wounded survivor through a desert and taught the son of a guy who died how to knife fight to protect his family.

Told the half demon/god whatever snowflake who was the uncontested leader of our group cause she could murder anyone of us "pathetic humans" with ease to go fuck herself. We knew where the big bad was and my character wasn't gonna wait for her stupid Machiavellian planets align bullshit plan to go punch the dude in the schnoz.

Character totally died but not before fucking that mofo up. Strangest Hunter game I was ever in...

>scout sniper in Only War
>joined the service because wife died leaving no children, no family to a man who loathed his job
>end up super protective of his close friends, does not want to face another loss like that
>fast forward to an operation innawoods
>details are crazy, but the party is riding in an upgunned Salamander with a commissar, a Sister Hospitaller and a retarded servoskull
>suddenly, RPG attack
>the warhead detonates against the side armour, leaving me unscathed but almost taking off the commissar's leg, KO'ing the shit out of her and peppering with white-hot shrapnel the rest of the party
>beast-mode: ON
>drag the commissar down from the swivel-mounted gun, lay her down on the side bench to recover
>load the .50 on top only to see a HORDE of greenskins rushing the vehicle
>let the war dogs loose, unload a shitton of Raufoss and obscenities into the bastards
>being a sniper, BS is really high and a shitload of rounds connect, talking over 100 wounds a turn
>details are hazy, but a certain point the greenskins start to flee and I dismount firing from the hip in a rage (stupid, I know, but it was an active choice based on RPing the character right)
>when the last greenskin is out of sight, rage subsides and the gun finally goes CLUNK, spending the last round in the belt.

I was legit angry at those green bitches by the time it ended.

Another one
>play a priest in DH2
>far-west-like setting, party is sent to work at a lumber camp
>for some reason, the locals hate our guts already (enforcer=cop=no fun and the past priest was kind of a dick)
>enter the one bar/saloon in the camp
>get cold stares, ignore, I'm a pacifist
>glass smashes against the back of my head
>enforcer is ready to break skulls, the locals seem to be as well, escalation is just seconds away
>activate loud-hailer, hand-cannon out and yell something along the it's up to you."
>shit calms down, set a few Thrones on the counter and order drinks for everyone
>calmly get out with my pal

>yell something along the line of "peace among men or the peace of the Emperor, it's up to you."

I think Veeky Forums may have eaten this part.

My level 1 Orc barbarian met a Lich. GM wanted to introduce the bbeg early. But I decided to intimidate him and commanded him to his knees to serve me or if destroy him. GM was like okay but he's going to fuck you up when you fail this. Then I rolled a nat 20 lol.

Lich became my little bitch and I had it follow me around on a leash. Named it 'it' as bitches don't deserve names. Let it feed off scraps of dead creatures we killed and had it clean my boots and weapons after battle. Whenever I was in real trouble in combat Id command it to power word kill whatever we were fighting.

'yes master Orc I live eternally to serve you master Orc' it would say.

Was awesome.

My Alchemist was separated from the group and got surrounded by four goblins and four goblin dogs. He butchered them. He was level 2.

/thread

Leet the woman talj first.

My paladin fell through some DM bullshittery and just sort of slumped offstage defeated and broken. A couple years later in a seperate campaign I was running (same group, DM and I switched places from time to time) my group was going village to village on the trail of a roving pack of werewolves. One of the villages had the paladin about 30 years older, father of 4 grandfather of 13 on a plot of land growing barley.

Stopped playing in favor of doing exercise during that period of time instead.

Sounds like bad storytelling on the dm's part

I've had two relationships similar to this.
I was the one serving a big strong man

Katia Managan the RPG?

It's called emergent gameplay. Our group doesn't enjoy railroads.

>20ft cliff.
I assume the kobold lived? Or did he commit suicide out of embarassment?

>never actually happened, story is poor bait\

Fuck off, "nat 20 lol" faggot.

I cooked an omelet from eggs I brought into the dungeon in a special protective case. Another party member shared some smokable drug with me, which he also had in a protective waterproof container. This happened after we got whooped pretty bad and were probably cut off from the surface, but we remained calm.

I had my character take a leak on a McGuffin after the entire group declared it to be a shitty plot device and none of us wanted to have anything to do with it (I took some pleasure in telling the group to go ahead, I had one last thing to do with it) (The DM was seething) (The party disbanded soon after and I'm glad I don't know anyone in it anymore besides that one cool player with the foresight to take drugs with him).

I am usually a foreverGM so I don't have many good stories

...

In a system that's more or less a misery simulator, I managed to use my weapon and wits to great effect.
That is, on two separate occasions, I used my glaive and the Brace for Charge maneuver to great effect.
The first time, the party'd been split and I and another guy were to hold off a small tribe of orcs, and their shaman/chieftain rushed headlong into us, leading by example, and I speared him for ~40+ damage in a single blow, instantly killing him and fucking with the morale of the others, although we still had to fight them off.
The second time, we were again at roughly half party strength, and two giant eagles ambushed us. One guy got beaten down into the earth and eaten by one, while the cleric and I dodged the other.
The birds circled around again, and I braced for charge, while the cleric prepared to thwack shit with her staff.
I speared a divebombing giant eagle so hard I killed it in a single blow and had to make a test to not have my glaive break (it didn't) and another to not be flung off of my feet due to the sheer mass times acceleration (and I did that too).
Don't suppose there's much that's manlier than extremely violent phallic murder of bigger, meaner, nastier creatures.

>WFRP
>Play combat-focused dwarf
>Autistically take any talent that'll let me inflict damage
>Even the grappling ones
>Group eventually makes their way into the land of ogres
>In pit fighter career, or maybe just out of it, can't remember
>Get "encouraged" by party to fight for the ogres' amusement
>Agree
>Manage to hold my own, surprisingly
>Grab ogre
>Succeed on strength check with tons of degrees
>Bend him down into the dirt and make him cry uncle
>Hereafter referred to as The Ogrebender

Same character, later in the campaign
>Come across the sandy ashes of Karl Franz after the tomb kings fucked up Altdorf
>Suggest fucking eating them to gain his power
>Get slapped down by party
>Later try to steal Ghal Maraz from the imperial palace crypt, because it is the biggest, shiniest, bestest implement of violence
>Later on even try to take a ratling gun and make it work so I could pretend to be an assault dwarfcopter
>Even later on more or less single-handedly hold off and almost kill one of those really fucking buff vampires

I think all my greatest and manliest moments have all been with the same character. Although another one in other campaing is getting close.

>Dark Heresy Campaing, playing a Guardsman doing the officer route.
>We're investigating in the moon of a hive world, a permafrosted industrious world with its only settlement being the Hive City and the mining outposts.
>Me and the Assasin were investigating in the lower levels of a hive city for intel.
>We end up getting ambushed and captured. Although we probably knock a few of them before going down ourselves.
>After a brief torture and interrogation we're dropped in the frozen wastes outside of the Hive City, stripped of our gear and only left with our standard clothes.
>Thankfully the Assasin managed to hide a small knife inside his bionic implants.
>Freezing to death we manage to locate a cave nearby.
>We kill the few wildlife that inhabited such case and we tailor some rudimentary protection for the cold.
>After resting for a moment we discover that the cave is connected to an abandoned mine.
>I prepare a makeshift dagger with the bone of the slain creature and we fall down into the dark.
>We manage to find some left over winter gear and a few tools, being a torch and a Sledgehammer respectevly.
>We investigate further and head from where they should have the comms or the generators.
>We're not alone here.
>Turns out place was abandoned thanks to some blind, with a great sense of smell and hearing, pretty sharp claws and just happens to be highly territorial creatures that love to group up in huge groups of hundreds of individuals.
>The hunt is on, they are even using the vents and we have very little to fend for ourselves.
>We manage to reach the comm station with some nasty wounds here and there, but nothing too bad yet.
>Thankfully there's an almost empty emergency generator.
>We close the metal shutters in the room to stale off the bloody dickmunchers while we send an SOS on the comm array.

->

And the lich didnt just fly back out?

>The shutters won't last much longer, we dedicate a short prayer to the Emperor and to Saint Pious and search for something we could use.
>We find a few flares and an old slugthrower with only half a mag, we hope for at least killing as many as bullets the rifle has and a few more.
>The first breach is small enough for only a few of them to lunge at us, we dispatch them fast, one of them slams into the ceiling causing a trap door that we missed to open.
>I lift the Assasin so he can reach, one of the monsters slashes my face before i can try to jump, losing my right eye and losing my grasp on the sledgehammer.
>The Assasin extends his hand to me and i try to jump once more.
>With the Assasin's help i escape from the creatures by reaching what appears to be a maintenance corridor.
>We seal the hatch with the rifle and take a moment to breathe.
>We follow the corridor until we end into one of the main rooms of the upper mine, the Creatures having lost their trail of us start roaming around.
> After raiding a small first aid cabinet and with the help of a barely legible map we reach one of the backup generator rooms, we decide to start it thinking we could seal off the mines and keep the bulk of the horde inside.
>The Generator roars as it breathes life into the neighbouring machinery.
>We profuse more than a few curses when some sort of fire alarm start blaring in what we think might be a neighbouring room.
>We run from the generator room and try finding any sort of exit. With the help of an almost illegible map we find a freight elevator.
>Before we're able to decide if we should ditch the elevator and search for a ladder we start hearing the howling of the creatures once more.
>We run inside the elevator. The old machinery screams in agony at first, but it reluctantly starts lifting us into salvation.
>Thinking we're saved we gulp in horror when we see them start climbing the walls towards us.
>We pummel the ones that manage to get inside barely.
->

>Only war
>Campaign start as a repression against a rebellious planet with rogue PDF
>Discover JSC infestation
>Now full-on war against mutated guardsmen and various nids, including big bugs
>Be in tank regiment
>Be the Tech-Priest and the pilot driving the Commissar's tank (Leman Russ Vanquisher)
>Have brain half-fried from backstory, replaced with cerebral implants (connected to a tank machine spirit with MIU while the tank got killed by a MEK weapon, the death of the machine spirit fried most of my brain)
>Be a fucking GOOD pilot (Ag 60, Operate +30, good craftmanship MIU, Hot-shot pilot, Push the limit)
>Player tank + support tanks + footslogging escorts + rescued bolter bitches are chilling out while waiting for a group of stormtroopers to reach our column.
>Suddenly, Trygon
>Sthit.jpg
>Bolter bitches try to roast the bug
>Our vanquisher blowing holes into it
>Supporting tanks trying to help out and being opened like beans cans
>ItWontDie.png
>Trygon charges our tank
>Jinx!
>Fuck, you can't jink melee attacks...
>Leman russ gets minced by the trygon, goes from full hull point to deep into critical
>Multiple system disabled, no energy
>I take also a shitton of damage
>Everyone bails except for me and medic
>Commissar trying to melee the trygon, others taking pot shots
>Medic rolls an amazing medicae, brings me back to full
>I hear the death thores of the machine spirit through my MIU
>Full flash-back PSTD mode on
>My character is in trance, repeating the tank's name in binary
>I grab a dangling power cable without even looking at it and trust it into my electro-graft
>Exert all my will to power the tank for a brief moment
>Don't remember what i had to roll but was 5% or less
>Spend fate to make it 15%
>Fucking succeed
>Take enough damage to bring me into critical in the act
>Tank springs back to life, engine roars while the machine spirit rages
>RAM THE MOTHERFUCKING TRYGON AGAINST A WALL
>8 DoS, 60ish damage
>Trygon goes SPLAT
>Pass out

Shot a helicopter into another helicopter while jumping from a moving car.
I was playing a mathematician.

>When the elevator reaches the hangar we run to the closed blast doors.
>The crank that opens them is stuck, badly injured and exhausted we were a tiny weeny bitty upset at that point.
>With all our might and forcing our bionics to almost breaking point we pull the crank and the doors start opening.
>We crawl as soon as we can to the other side and search for something to close the blast doors on the outside.
>They start reaching us and passing under the blast door.
>I fend them off while the Assasin searchs for any kind of lever that could close it again.
> Having resorted into using the ripped arm of one of them as a club i start feeling a bit desesperate at that point.
>It seems that the only manual closing mechanism its inside.
>Being the Assasin a close friend at that point i make my decision.
>I start screaming at the top of my lungs to the oposite side where the crank is and inside the complex.
>The Assasin catching up to my idea sprints towards the crank.
>He manages to push it so the doors start closing.
>At that point im surrounded, with the wall against my back.
>I hold off for enough time until the Assasin is safe on the other side.
>At least i could save one person.

Warning, a lot of weeb incoming.
I played in a shonen camaign in a homebrew system, setting being space opera. Our party consisted of:
>girl with magical powers
>berserker android with memory loss
>pragmatic, kleptomaniac archeologist, sister of mahou shoujo, our main character of sorts
>and me, AI based on the girls' childhood friend scientist, residing in some cyborg (the machine was merely a vessel made up by a swarm of nanobots), the weakest fighter in the group
>as a special power I took one trope I fucking love the most, explaining it as some additional battle protocols

>we get in some fight with shady planetary governor (piccolo on steroids), his cyber-samurai henchmen (let's call him genji), his resident script kiddo and script kiddo's sexbot
>i get hacked by the enemy and shut down
>main character limit breaks main bad, gets btfo'd
>mahou shoujo is taken captive by basement dwelling hacker and has to fight his sexbot using unicorn ("I tell unicorn to impale the sexbot from behind")
>android is taken down by genji and is about to be finished off
>I reboot
>I go full earth-stood-still on samurai (nanonom the fucker)
>nanomachines, son
>I wake up the android, we go for the mahou shoujo and deafeat the hacker by the way
>we are then attacked by the governor, the android goes berserk and collapses the whole mansion on our heads
>I take hacker and mahou shoujo out of the building, and then, just then, fucking governor riser from the rubble, unharmed
>he's two magnitudes of power stronger than me and he knows it
>I am alone, all my friends alive, but unconscious
>I block his first strike
>the special power I took that I mentioned earlier?
>fucking power of nakama
>greater power level for each friend that is knocked out cold and needs my help the most
>all three of them are down
>keikaku dori
>pic related happens

Later, playing the same character, I macgyvered mining laser and flew it like a sword into ancient demon face.

Last session. My character was an exiled nobleman for ruining an arranged marriage, by freeing a wood elf slave and having her as a personal bodyguard.

>Retrieve holy relic sword from foreign knight dude
>Make our way back to the capital
>A nearby town is completely barricaded because of a forest curse that's been sending waves of wolves and goblins
>Feeling worth something because while holding the relic sword, it shines with gross incandescence for my character only
>Help train the town's militia, and make a heroic speech about how god is on our side because of the sword
>At evening, the Black Forest's attack begin
>Everybody's by the makeshift barricades, holding corrupted wolves and goblins alike
>Command the militia and the other party members throughout it
>Suddenly a huge wolf shows up, and busts through the monastery walls where the civilians were hiding
>Raise relic sword in the air and rally the troops for a charge towards the monastery from the inside and outside of the defenses
>Bust through dense enemy lines while on horseback
>Two other party members manage to defeat the wolf as I arrive
>The huge amount of losses and the well executed charge scare the beasts away
>We make it through the night without a single casualty

By morning, all the fighting men and soldiers were praising my character as the male Joan of Arc, but since the women and children didn't really see him from the monastery, the others got the praise for defeating the big wolf.

>modern, slightly Stargate-y setting, dimensional portal basically used for oneshot events
>playing a fairly badass Australian soldier, relatively generic backstory but fun as hell
>we go through portal, shit happens, team is thrown in what amounts to Cidhna Mine from Skyrim, except populated and run by aliens
>weapons confiscated, but most of our equipment is still available
>we immediately set to work planning an escape
>short version, negotiator guy talks up a riot between two gangs while my guy and the tech specialist work with the locals to set a trap for the guards
>basically, mine was for a mineral with some weird electrical properties, plan was to spread it around the entrance and shock the guards when they came in
>fast forward, riot is in full swing, trap is set up to trigger on command from one of our radios
>everyone else has retreated into the side tunnels for cover
>my guy has more bravado than sense at times, decides to stay in the main room and watch the fireworks
>climbs up on top of a rock with the detonator, waits for guards

So here's where it gets great. Here's the scene: a giant alien prison riot in a huge mine cavern, the guards are storming in to quiet things down. In the middle of it all, there's a very big rock, with a very annoyed Australian man standing on it. Holding the detonator to the trap the guards just walked into. And he's singing Johnny Cash.

>"SAN QUENTIN, MAY YOU ROT AND BURN IN HELL!"
>hits the trigger
>trap blows the fuck up, guards go flying, rioters stampede for the escape
>breakout status: unqualified success

And if you're interested in what happened afterwards, we ventured deep into the forest to pluck the corruption by its roots, until we found an amorphous black entity that got in our minds, saying our deepest fears. Our dickass thief went nuts and tried joining it, while my character was frozen in anime-style fear of not being strong enough.

When he finally snapped out of it, he charged towards the creature, while wielding the shiny holy sword, and after breaking through the main "layer" of the thing, which revealed a more humanoid silhouette, my character cleaved it in half.

It was pretty anime.

I was playing as a barbarian shota.

My shota screamed at a ceiling dwelling tentacle monster and actually intimidated it into moving out of the way.

Elbow drop onto a Xenomorph, scaring it off.
Don't fuck with Jek "the Snek" Gobberts.

I had a friend playing a fighter who did that to a vampire, only to find out that it could teleport via. campy mist-magic.
So he threw it off again.
Turns out that the teleport spell had a set location to which it brings him, so it just kept happening until the rest of the party broke his magic crap.
Pretty sure that it lived though, and once it climbs out of that hole is going to be very pissed at us for ruining it's speech.

Ripping out a werewolf's throat with my teeth.

Fist fought a dimensional shambler to death in a jail cell while high on shrooms.

Used a Star Vampire as an improvised flying weapon with a grappling hook.

Instigated a school wide rave by passing out space cocaine to grade schoolers in order to get to the principal.

Found, debound, scanned, and uploaded the complete Necronomicon to Veeky Forums.

>Found, debound, scanned, and uploaded the complete Necronomicon to Veeky Forums.

Heracles?

I got 2 things, 1 is kinda manly but more just awesome and the other is more stubbornness but hey, I wanna say'em.

>Playing as a dwarf battlesmith wearing full plate armor, tower shield and a big dwarf hammer
>Party pays a ransom for a noble's daughter, return her to town
>Go back to the bandit stronghold at night, being carried by a griffon
>Flying full speed I get dropped onto a guy
>Guy hit by 300lb ball of dwarf and metal going 60mph, dies instantly

2nd situation
>Party out side of Lich's castle, all frozen in place
>Everyone fails will saves as they are called inside to receive their greatest temptations
>Except my dwarf
>Lich tries to persuade me about fulfilling my dream of creating the first warforged
>remain froze and unconvinced and lich sighs and comes over and picks my ass up and carries me inside

And walked I imagine

Nat 20 to intimidate would have resulted in the Lich sputtering a bit, unable to come up with a retort, and instead just wasting you

Called a balor demon a pussy for running away from me. He didn't like that. Then I killed him.

Ripped a dragon's heart out with my blazing hands.

>The stories and information posted here are artistic works of fiction and falsehood.
>Only a fool would take anything posted here as fact.

>fighting a giant robot
>got first hit, then spent 3 rounds getting netted and breaking out
>finally avoid a net, do a couple hundred damage in two turns
>finish off by jumping on robot and stabbing it in the head with a fire imbued dagger
>head explodes, survive the blast

level 4 was a hell of a ride

adopt a human child survivor of a zombie infestation

kiddo

Charged a 5man Chosen squad with a stock Lord Commisar. Commisar shot 1 dead with his bolt pistol, killed 2 in melee forcing the chosen to fall back, in which they got sweeping advanced. Glorious day for the Imperium.

Kicking a necromancer down the interior of his tower, then jumping after him to nail him to the floor with my zweihander. Also breaking my leg in the process

Slow walked away while donning sunglasses as my Honchbro dropped the equivalent of a small nuke on an army of approaching angry Metagross & Tyranitar...

Then I fucked it up by remembering that the army was being lead by an NPC I quite liked who'd been brainwashed so I ran back into the explosion like the Int 8 dumbass I was to rescue them and got hit by a shockwave that sent me flying back so hard that I damn near collapsed a skyscraper by colliding with it.

Saved the NPC but I only just managed to survive through a combination of ass pulls, GM fiat and convenient passing Chancey.

As a Cleric, when we finally found where was the necromancer who kidnapped my bro, out of rage I sucker punched him with my biggest buffed out spell, talked shit in his very face to get his attention and when he was all "insolent fool, you cannot hope to face me!" I interrupted him with a mace in his fucked up face.

>adopt a human child survivor of a zombie infestation

You're a fucking saint.

Suicide bombed a witch coven, survived and single handedly beat the daemon they managed to summon to death with a hammer while having a shit ton of negative modifiers from being fucking blown up.

I'd have to say it was the time my thief went full 80's action movie hero and saved the party.

>Get left behind to guard the camp because I'd "be useless in a stand up fight and the paladin still doesn't trust you because reasons."
>Patty goes in, screws the pooch, gets beat down and captured.
>DM about to call a party wipe, tell him I got this.
>Cue Montage scene with the human thief strapping on every wand, scroll, potion, rod and spare weapon the rest of the part left at their camp before setting out.
>Sneak his way in, observes the shit that's about to go down, makes a plan and set it into motion.
>Blows up gate house with a full third of the party's magical shit as a distraction, uses a scroll to summon a greater lightning elemental in the courtyard and blows more shit up to add a touch of chaos to the mix.
>Makes his was to the top of the spire, sets a divine nuke the team had been hoarding, throws blows more shit up on the way to the dungeon to keep the guards off ballance, kills anyone who looks like they know what's going on.
>Frees the party, hands out gear, tells them they have less time than they'd like to get clear before the citadel is destroyed and legs it.
>Doesn't look at the giant pillar of holy fire that consumes the lair of the ancient evil.
>Party pissed that I used up every one of their hoarded items and didn't free them first.
>"Hey, it worked didn't it?"

Ungrateful bastards.

shoot chris /k/yle

beat several thugs to death with my own severed arm.
>Be playing Rogue Trader
>Be an Arch-Militant specced into dual-wielding inferno pistols
>Be on shore leave
>Get ambushed in a bar
>No guns allowed on-planet and I'm a law-abiding imperial citizen
>knife fight ensues
>crits happen
>One of them cripples my arm
>I finish ripping it free and beat the guy over the head
>crits happen
>I stand alone on a pile of bodies
>Didn't even burn a fate point

Got attacked by THE sea dragon of shadowrun.
And we managed wo wound her while standing in a hail of grenades.

We died of course, but it was bloody awesome.

Tackled the lord of blades of a feyspire in eberron.
Im going to miss that barbarian.

I was publicly executed by means of guillotine. My body was fed to rabid dogs while my head was set on a pike. Once night set, I yanked myself off with the furious squirming of my skull, then rolled around town by the waggling of ears, twitching of my nose, rumpling of my forehead, and piston-like rage-fueled autistic spasms of my jaw. Eventually I was able to masticate the governor, perform foreplay on his wife, then burn down his mansion. Once the party dug me out from the ashes I was reprimanded because we were just supposed to spy on the governor, not whatever the fuck I did.

In a song of ice and fire game, i beat a guy to death with another guy, like grabbed the guy by the feet and swung him into another guy.

The fuck did you do to get executed?

I'm also curious

Players were in a DH2E game playing PDF members, not my manly thing but what the party did was ballsy as hell.

>Go to the top of gang infested habitat to arrest/interrogate some suspects
>Subtle at that time
>Long story shirt there was a chase, a crossfire and a lot of dead civvies
>Gangs go fuck it, everyone after the PDF
>PDF fight their way down a couple levels, get stuck in an apartment with gangbangers on the outside
>Two PDF members have a custom homeworld that gives bonuses to destroying scenery
>Both decide to make a new exit point
>Start sledgehammering the floor and successfully use this technique to avoid gangbangers for another couple of floors

A sick move pulled straight from The Raid in spite of none of the players watching it.

Peed while standing.

Played a wrestler that attempted to grapple everything. Got a kobold in a headlock then popped his head off like a grape. Then chucked his head at the rest of his buddies to intimidate them into submission.

>>The stories and information posted here are autistic works of fiction and falsehood.
FTFY

Called Kylo Ren and asked him to surrender to us, where he would be allowed a quick death.

He force choked me immediately after, but it was fun having my cowardly character man up when his planet was in danger.

There was a misunderstanding with one of his guards. The party couldn't come up with a plan to proceed so I decided to help by observing the rotation of the watch so we would have more information to work with. One of the guards called me out since I failed my Stealth check, so I had to think quick of something to play the situation off as. Out of Character, one of the other players joked "seduce the guard", but took this advice to heart. I immediately declared myself the guard's secret admirer, that I had only been skulking in the shadows to be close to my love. I don't exactly remember the rest of the exchange of dialogue, but due to schizophrenic roleplay and poor rolls, I ended being cast as a rapist and being taken in.

I played as a loving male-to-female cop who doted on their wife and kids in between fighting crime for the LAPD. Yes, he kept the bepis. Anyway, they once backdrop suplexed a criminal off a building and through the roof of a parked car. It was fucking amazing.

>Party member got grabbed by a tentacle and pulled through a portal to Hell.
>He declares himself a lost cause
>Portal was open for a certain amount of rounds (rolled in secret)
>Jumped through
>Helped him hack off the tentacle
>Dragged him back out
>Portal closes a few seconds later

Could've been GM fiat, but I felt so heroic I didn't care. The rest of the party waiting in the Prime Material honestly thought they'd just witnessed suicide-by-Hell-portal.

Once I was playing my BA jump squad and flew into a mob of fire warriors, took out none of them due to bad dice rolls, and the ENTIRE squad was killed in the next turn. Let me reiterate, a BA jump squad, some of the THE premier CC fighters in the game, were all one-shotted by a squad of fire-warriors. I just gave up and walked away for a minute, shit was unreal.

Even tie: Both were from Star Wars game

>Squishy member of party led out into the woods by Sith infiltrator pretending to be a Jedi investigator
>Rush into woods to join the fray, Sith puts me in her sights
>Charges me, lightsaber drawn poised to cut me down
>At the last moment, use the force to fling her into the air, wounding her
>Charges me once again, use the Force to pull her through the air toward me
>As she's hurtling toward me, use my other hand to punch her out of the air
>Cave her chest in, allowing Sith presence to dissipate, she dies moments later

I literally punched the Dark Side out if a Sith, causing her to cough up blood and then die

Also:
>Party is fighting our way up a mountain to rendezvous with Jedi general at the peak
>Ambushed by pillboxes and a speeder tank
>Slash a hole in one of the boxes, activate grenades hanging off of soldiers inside
>Jump off the bunker before it explodes seconds after
>Face down the tank, member of party uses TK to toss me a thermal detonator
>shove it down the tank barrel using the Force to shove it down the breech
>Detonator explodes inside tank, killing the crew

Honestly in a game of six Jedi, some of the things I've done pale in comparison to some of the cool shit we've all done

Killed a man in Vegas, just to watch him die