Is your current party a RAGTAG BUNCH OF MISFITS?

Is your current party a RAGTAG BUNCH OF MISFITS?

>census official
>mechanic
>internet artist
>pro gamer
>ex-white hat hacker
>reverse isekai'd orkish warboss

...probably not?

>half-orc barbarian
>half-orc barbarian/cleric of gruumsh
>dorf defender
>dorf ranger
>highest inteligence is 11
Team stoopid ftw

>Ascended peasant lich
>Changeling warlockadin
>Goliath bardbarian
>Edgy human child's bard-rogue-wizard
>A lizardmen ???
yup
>Reverse isekai'd Ork warboss
elaborate, this sounds amazing

>RAGTAG BUNCH OF MISFITS
Once. Just once. I'd love to play a game where the party was actually competent at what they do instead of descending into Police Academy levels of tomfoolery but with a lot more death.

>12 level one characters that have not seen the game yet (for a meatgrinder campaign)
>the most "abnormal" characters are a lizardman barb and a tiefling warlock
Outside of the game? No they're a pretty average D&D group
In the game? Yeah they are a bunch of misfits to the rest of society pretty much

It's literally DM fiat.
Someone brought a friend over for spectating and chill, and then everyone proceeded to make skill monkeys with none to moderate combat capability.
(Not counting the warboss, the only members who could fight back were census official (handguns) mechanic (/k/-tier homemade shootas) and the pro gamer (he knows mortal kombat))
We all met in a rooftop cafe atop a gaming convention building (my census official was there because it had the best price/quality ratio) and the first quest was to escape the building as it was being firebombed by a mix of elven ecoterrorists and elven supremacists incensed at some porn game company's elf slave sim. It was in a modern setting, with the plot basically being "Earth is Traverse Town" in that anything falling off their own world ends up on Earth, handily explaining both the elves and why the "firebombs" were fire-based dire salamanders.
Which our skillmonkey party could only kill one by one with great difficulty, very slowly.
So, on the twelwth floor of a 20-floor building, we were faced with an ork warboss mauling a salamander with an office copier, played by spectatorbuddy.
Once we got out of the building and into a more expensive, lower quality cafe, we found out the Warboss had gotten krumped by some sort of bag-of-holding bomb thrown by an entirely unrelated party, and thought he'd died and Gork or Mork sent him to orkish hell with only soft and fragile 'umies not even worth krumping as his only enemies, when actually he'd fallen into a dimensional rift leading to Holy Terra, back when it was still called Earth, on a separate timeline.
Out of game, the GM told us the reason was that we suck at reading campaign descriptions and needed more muscle, and with the extra player right there, the two decided to roll up a Warboss in the game system to round out the party.
Suffice to say, the Warboss and the Mechanic got along spectacularly.

>2 human fighters
>minotaur fighter
>halfling thief
>Shiba Inu Kobold Cleric
>2 Elf Mages
Kinda?

You want full stat scores across the board or laughably low skill checks?

>Is your current party a RAGTAG BUNCH OF MISFITS?

One Peice campaign

An amnesiac pirate and Barrier-Barrier Fruit user who is just sort of going with the flow and trying not to panic as things happen in a world he doesn't remember the current events of.

A fishwoman martial artist who is very far from home trying to track down a whaleshark fishman so she can beat him up

An ridiculously strong and acrobatic man (human looking cyborg) who has been living on this island there the port is frequented by pirates heading to and from the grand line and the interior has kaiju.

NPCs

A rather naive and sheltered Marine doctor who believes in teamwork and saving people. The strong man killed a man eating Kaiju resulting in both of them being covered in blood. (He was bringing a shipment of food to the port, she was out gathering medicinal plants when the man eatting kaiju found her.) So they went to town together to wash the blood off and find some cleaner clothes, and promptly both ended up joining the other PCs in fighting a group of pirates that were going to brutalize a kid who was demanding they tell him what they did to his captain.

A young boy who's best friend and "captain" was kidnapped by some mickey mouse themed pirates. Turns out the two kids found a treasure, an old Pirate ship and treasure in a cave in the island's interior and the captain of the Mickey Mouse themed pirates had kidnapped the boy's best friend for directions after finding out.

Last session ended with the party rocketing down a long spiraling cave inside the mountain on a bobsled made of force field and ramping into the lake in the cave we were looking for.

>Is your current party a RAGTAG BUNCH OF MISFITS?

I'd say yes.

A drow priestess from the underdark who worships the (homebrew) mother of monsters/loth.
an elven worlock and former noble patroned by the goddess of death.
a shit kickin human bard from nowhere important come to the big city
With
His adopted gnollish daughter who wants to be a 5 star chef. Along with her pet dire honey badger who became a cyborg after getting killed on an adventure, a dire velociraptor that now serves as her animal companion.

Ragtag doesn't even begin to describe this party.

>Methodical doctor with a Vicodin addiction
>Conspiracy theorist cubicle drone with a caffeine addiction
>Retired cop trying to find something to do with his time
>Criminal strip club owning midget
>petty criminal, guerilla artist hobo
>Stoic bodyguard with no eye for discretion
>The hated, youngest heir of the Bausch & Lomb fortune whose family throws money at him so that he stays out of the public eye

>Is your current party a RAGTAG BUNCH OF MISFITS?
Unbelievably so.

Note entirely. We accidentally made characters that work well together. The theme is "Blood Red and the Four Dwarves": Sneaky, Sleepy, Stabby, and Pious. Just a band of pirates trying to save the world because we keep all our stuff here.

>pay attention during session zero and read the campaign primer the GM handed out
>make a character that fits the setting and has a modest backstory that perfectly explains where he got his combat experience, why he's at the kickoff point of the adventure, and why he'd be interested in the main plothook
>rest of the party is a ragtag bunch of misfits and wanderers who just happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time
>end up standing out because my character is the level-headed regular human in a party of special snowflakes
>end up doing almost all of the talking because my character is the only one who actually knows the area the campaign is set in and the people who live there
>end up single-handedly guiding the party through everything because everyone else is more interested in combat and one-liners to pay attention and make decisions

It's so fucking tiresome. I've half a mind to retire him, bring out a snowflake of my own, and out-faggot the rest just to force them to get their shit together, though I fear that would just start a downward spiral ending in the GM's nervous breakdown.

I'd classify us as a fairly organised band of nutjobs.

>Shapeshifting lolrandom kid
>Teenager mage
>Woman with a gorilla
>Priest/warrior/scientist of a disease god
Try guessing.

>Bus driver that drove over someone
>Mercenary
>Game designer who accidentally created a murder AI
>Hobo with a katana
Yeah, we kinda are

>Baron Munchhausen IN SPACE
>PTSD ridden naval pilot
>Retired cop
>Magical telephone man
>Nun groupie
>Black guy

Yeah kinda?

Fuck you OP, for using that picture. vgw vgcg vgtg

>Half-giant barbarian
>Half-minotaur knight
>Human psion
>Tiefling wizard
>Aasimar cleric

You tell me.

>human rogue/monk ninja who constantly gets brained by thrown objects
>wood elf druid and surrogate mother to every animal we find
>dwarf cleric/small business owner
>half-elf fighterlock in the employ of an ancient vampire house
>giant bug man who just wants to open a restaurant
>dragonborn barbarian suffering from post hell stress disorder
We're pretty misfit.

shazbot

*steals your patches and funding*

>Delirious hyperparanoid PTSD-stricken psychosomatically parapalegic vietnam veteran
>Senator Joseph Raymond McCarthy if he was secretly a half-Irish half-Chinese communist sympathizer
>Senator McCarthy's previously half-black (now 100% white due to his participation in a Native American Spirit Quest) son who acts as the senator's bodyguard and assistant
>Slutty high school cheerleader who is inexplicably an Olympic-tier athlete and a master of all forms of combat

>Pathfinder
>Fetchling magus trying to go back to the Shadow Plane
>Dwarf fighter who overindulges on alcohol even by dwarven standards (passed out while on watch many a time)
>Monkey goblin gunslinger
>Half-elf rogue except she's wearing +1 stoneplate

>Youtube Celebrity who hosts an online Ghost Hunting show cum Magical Girl Ghost Summoner
>Camera and equipment man of said-same show cum classic Super-Strong, Super-Tough Hero
>University Student with plans to become a Veterinary Doctor cum Were-Bear
>Young spider hunting her next prey cum Super Intelligent Giant Spider with a Philosophy Fetish
>Evil Fae face-stealing monstrosity cum Children Defending Fae Monstrosity trying to kick the Face-Stealing habit.

Yeah, misfits is a good description.

Please, come by the fire and share with us your woes.

>argumentative droid with zero patience for organics
>Four-armed avian alien funds a rebellion for shits and giggles
>A bunny alien that built a much to hunt trandoshans to extinction
>A mandalorian that wants to get paid
>An irrationally patriotic human that will do anything for his company
>A cathar that can't keep it together long enough to make it through a single shootout
>And a Sith enthusiast that bathes in chemicals to "improve" his body

Nah we're pretty normal.

Just don't make players roll for things where failure would be silly, or instead have them roll degrees of success.

Office worker trying to find their sister
Cop slowly going psychotic
Nurse with an unhealthy dependence on the Cop's worsening abuse
Army Officer riddled with PTSD and nuroses
Jounalist who's becoming detached from reality
Together they try and survive the Zombie Apocalypse.

This is both the dumbest and most amazing thing I've read all day.

Did you guys marathon a bunch of TV series and movies then just use their characters for a campaign?

It does sound fun.

No, everyone just thought of different people to base their characters off of after hearing "Hunter: The Vigil in the 80's". The two people playing Always Sunny characters had actually never even met before.

You have a cool group.

>crossdressing prettyboy police detective with a terrible boston(?) accent and completely average intelligence
>female mafia enforcer on the run from another mafia, currently working as a bodyguard
>creepy psychiatrist who's in love with an 80 year old npc doctor, but has no social life outside of creeping on his patients
>shut-in author who is 6ft tall but soft spoken and gentle; secretly writes mostly erotica, basically lives in the speakeasy
>young war veteran with only one leg, best friends with the town cultist but otherwise most normal out of the bunch

It's CoC so it could be worse.

Why are you so cruel?

They'll never expect us. We're on a Mission from The God-Emperor.
>mutant desperado fantomas expy that has a bomb inside him and if he fails to serve itexplodes, can impersonate everyone and everything, regeneration helps him heal
>Imperial Bertonnian Crusader, his FAITH is HUGE, treats every imperial subject nicely but can't tell the difference between mutants and low-born
>primaris psykress that is too old for that shit, but keeps around so that the family doesn't tear apart
>death-cult assassin that rip and tears your guts apart, is a bit dumb and unused to civil behavior
>slav psycho interrogator, that likes to remind people that he was a teenage underhive gangboss once and then became secret agent for the the hive lord
>female doc ock arch-magos, queen-bitch of all machines, got a jet-pack

I have two groups for two games
>Half-Orc Barbarian, a Grumpy, Glory-seeking, ghost summoning ex-merc who has a chip on her shoulder about Gruumsh.
>Halfling Bard, The smuggest in the party and usually relies on his magical abilities to get out of scraps.. this usually backfires, wants to go to hell to rescue his bro.
>Half-Elf Warlock, Honestly gets all her magic know-how from the raven queen, is a bit dim and sometimes her patron hijacks her to have a chat.
>Asimaar Ranger, Bushman and malajusted to polite company. likes good food.
>Human Fighter/Drow Monk, The fighter 'died' in the current dungeon we were in, was a exiled noble who got couped, The player later joined agian as a blind drow monk whom we are only tenously working with since enemy of my enemy e.c.t.

Now the other group is my dark heresy group, which is going to pick up again after a absence so that'll be fun, Our goal most of the time is convincing our inquisitors that we aren't heretics we swear.

>Ex-Revisionist Voidborn Priest who is a face and specializes in pistols, (two autopistols, a hand flamer and a inferno pistol) was the only one in the movement that didn't turn out to be a cultist. Has inadvertently helped the remnants of the actual cult
>Death Cult Assasin: Only loyal to people whom he considers his bosses, suspects everyone else. really literal in everything so what what you say.
>Mechanicus Techpriest: our current prime whom the rest of the party ferociously ships with a random middle hive girl, painted his plating gold and currently trying to convert our truck into a APC. Probably a bit of a heretek.
Psyker #1: Neurotic mindcleansed tattle tale, Probably the only one in our group that everyone considers a friend.. a shame she is brainwashed to tattle to the inquisitor and her conditioning is failing.
>Psyker #2: Twitchy fellow who probably syphons misfortune of all of us, He lost a arm, got mindfucked by another psyker and is probably the most corrupted out of all of us

>Minotaur with a giant greatsword of great giantslaying who wants to fight Odin mano a mano (Fighter)
>A magician who wants to find new venues to perform on (Bard)
>A planeswalking gobbo who is in no way inspired by Indiana Jones (Ranger)
>Pretty much a literal caveman (Ranger)
>A clumsy nerd who was made a noble in Drow society (Wizard/Cleric)
>A faceless illusionist who feeds magic items to a sentient sword (Warlock)

Umm... Yeah.

Also, try to guess who I am

>Nobleman mage
>Dwarf soldier
>Orc sailor
>Hafling huntsman

They have their moments I'd say

>A hammer bro street performer with a happily sarcastic personality and a music box.
>An intelligent and level headed Spy Guy shooter with a book of of notes and sketches.
>A ridiculously tall shy girl who has narcolepsy and a singing voice amplified with a homemade megaphone that can harm or help anyone she chooses
>An articulate and powerful Chuckster Bartender with a talent for using his enemies (sometimes his friends) as projectiles.
>A reckless but well meaning Greaser Shy Guy holding a desire to protect his gang and his friends with his wrench.

You better -ing believe we are.

>Chuuni witch with a fucked up past
>Homeless thief catgirl that now lives with Chuuni witch
>Clumsy scribe with a shit ton of connections money and a heart of gold
>No nonsense religious alcoholic city guard
Looks like it

Da goblin.

My actual players are a ragtag bunch of misfits.

If the in-game party ever turns out differently, I'll let you know.

Incorrect