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DM prep and monologuing have the same plan. Prepare the plan Plan meets the players Plan goes out the window and brain engages all cylinders to be epic

Thank you for the summary of the beginning of Stanger Things. Nobody, nor the ratings, sold me on the show before, but now I'm actually interested.

Thank you! I’m new to TTRPGs, to the point of still needing to find a group in my area, but I can’t wait to be able to use this for a reference.

I think you should make a video on the various monologues done in Dragon Ball Z Abridged. Its a comedic fan parody of the show Dragon Ball Z, however, over the years many fans have begun to favor it over the official release because even tho its meant to be a comedy, the way they recharactized the villains makes them so much more compelling than the original script, and when the amp up the drama you really dont the characters contempt for life and murderous rage. The main villains are Cell, Frieza and Majin Vegeta.

me: "this looks like a good vid to have in the background" me: *turns off everything else to take notes*

0:03 "Brennan Lee Mulligan is so good at monologues b/c...smart etc" Could be, but I think he's just studied and trained in drama, and so his repertoire of good dramatic stuff is deeper than the rest of the RPG folks who are literary and dramatically Laymans.

1:24 The queen of the realm, the king of which is Arthur? 🤦‍♀️ “Guinevere, just… why are you the way that you are?”

Thank you, this is a neat video on the topic! I wasn't working on the idea, but I appreciate the tips & tricks!

Okay so for some fucking reason, anaphora is a word with two VERY different meanings. Almost opposite. I kind of hate that.

I'm so glad that you made this video because I got some monologues coming up for my party that I Plan on truly making them feel the weight of each character's words.

I’ve had an idea for a “paladin of the god of alcohol” for a while. (Typically I say Dionysus just because he’s the most commonly known example.) Leaning toward a Don Quixote-type-exclusively for the name Sir Veza-and at first I thought Devotion was the best-fitting subclass. But I switched to Ancients when I realized one of his battle cries HAS to be “For the vine!”

My, admittedly long, monologue submission: It was us. All along the enemy…was us. It was not the creatures who descended upon us from the stars in numberless swarms to rend flesh, break bone, and devour all in their path. No, it was not, for we turned them back. Nor was it the gods, devils, fey lords and entities stranger still who took up arms with us against the creatures. Not those greedy, squabbling, petty things we once worshiped and feared, for we killed them. Cast them down upon the rocks of their hubris and broke their detestable backs. No, it could not be them; not truly. The enemy was us. What else would explain the nightmarish desolation and orgy of violence around us? If it was not the foe from beyond who threatened our existence or the tyrannical masters who kept us to heel, what then? Who then, but us? The heroes who saw us through two disasters only to plunge us into a third fire? No, they were merely the tipping point. I’ve trudged through pools of bloody mud across battlefields of shattered corpses and broken cities to every corner of this continent, and the only enemy I see is ourselves. We are the ones who continue to fight tooth and nail at the command of “heroes” who have long since defeated their foe. We are the ones who, when victory was in our grasp and the hour of peaceful rebirth was upon us, instead chose to stoke the fires of fury and turn our notched and bloody weapons against our neighbors. The histories, if anyone survives to write them, will say that the heroes led us into this third calamity because the power they stole from the gods corrupted them. But I know the truth: we slaughter one another and raze our already burnt cities because after a lifetime of war we are still afraid. We are still ignorant of each other’s hearts and minds. We still hate and fear one another for the actions and grievances of the past. We cannot slacken our grips around each other’s throats because we’ve forgotten how. We…are our own enemies. And may our enemies perish.

Hero, hanging limply beneath the cold, running drainage pipe to which he is chained. Lighting: dim, faded motes of warmthless sunset filtering through the distant grating above. Villain: a carbon copy of the hero; a doppleganger in much better physical shape, none the worse for wear, unlike the unfortunate hero. Spoken dialog whispered, as the doppleganger gingerly pets the soaked hair and bruised face of his reflection. "What is this...what..what have you made of us?" Caresses him, almost mewling. "What did this to you? Was it the pride, the ego? Was it because you thought you could change *any* of this? No, no I dont think it was any of those things. I think..." Feircely grabs him by the hair, yanking his semi-lucid gaze to meet his judgment. (Dialog within parenthetical exagerate teasingly) "...it was *fear*. Fear of failure...fear of doubt. Yes, i know your quiverings, hidden seemingly so well beneath that arrogant optimism. You thought you could avoid what was coming, and so you hid behind that damnable (smiiiile), that naive (hooooope). And look at you... pathetic. Strung up beneath the city you failed to save, like tenderized meat ready for the grinder." Grips the boys chin, scrutinizing the bruises. "Gotta say, Ive looked better" brings his forehead down against his. "Now then, look us in the eye and tell me... was it really worth it?" ---excerpt from Realm: Origins, John Allen. Available on Amazon after my editor scrubs up my yammering lol

So for a bit of context, I am running an Out of the Abyss game, however I am changing it so that Demogorgon takes on a more directly antagonistic role due to him being the final boss but not having that much of a role throughout the story. My players are about to meet him for the first time (during the destruction of Sloobludop) and instead of just silently rampaging, I'm planning on having him monologue before appearing (if i break quotations, that means the head is switching): "Tell me... What similarities do mortals and demon lords have?" "Weakness. Compared to us, they're both insects." "And what do we do when insects rabble, when insects start buzzing and annoying us?" "We destroy them... We rid the world of their pestilence. We rid ourselves of the minor annoyance they add to the realm." "Insects, Demons, Mortals, Gods... All of these things are lesser than us. Because at the top of the mountain... There's nowhere higher. Because for us, everything is just to be stepped on, until there's nothing left."

Your video was randomly recommended, and I thought, hey I wanna do monologues well, and love Brennan. I love your video! You do such a wonderful job explaining what is going on, how it works and why it works, all in a concise manor. Bravo, and sub earned well before the video ended.

"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets!''

"Now that I have you here, trapped. Now that I have you full, undivided attention. I know what you want, you wanna stop me. But you wanna know what I want? Of course not! You just want to help EVERYONE else. You wanna be heros, you wanna save the day but you know what? Not everyone gets to be saved, not in this world. But now, NOW that I'm doing what I want! Since NONE of you 'Heroes' would. None of you could save my family, so I will... Now, have we had some innocents harmed? Yes! Would I do it all again? Yes! Because you left my people, innocent people just doing their jobs, countless people dead. They had friends, families, people they loved, but none of that mattered because it wasn't what you want. You know what I say about that? FUCK what you want! You're no better than any of the 'Rulers' everyone claims to be evil... You may be the heroes of your story, but you're the villains in ours. Now I'm gonna bring back my family and you know what you're gonna do? Nothing! For once just so the right thing, do nothing. Let me bring back my family." Sorry probably longer than it should be, but I came up with it off the top of my head. I hope whoever reads it enjoys, God Bless...

Sneaking a monologue into the end was clever and beautiful. Amazing video.

And when I play this campaign I’m gonna play a rogue who steals shoes

This is why Brennan will always be all the bad guys. :P

write a monologue? and tarnish the stone foundation holding aloft the very concept that has been placed upon it. you seek to tear out, pebble by tiny pebble as if with a spoon, the very beating heart of a quality monologue? tis you who shall bring about the death of emotion and plunge us into the disparity we can't recognize of an existence akin to that of the movie equilibrium. ironically the very movie with many fantastic monologues! but alas you seek to milk the speech like a ceo milks a factory and fires its hardest working employees for a Christmas bonus and a new yacht, you have requested of me to perform like some dancing pig, command me to oink and you shall find only a hill littered in the fallen before me!

The first episode of Stranger Things features a wonderful song, Jenny May. It comes from an obscure 1970 album Morning Way by the band Trader Horne. It belongs to the Psychedelic Folk genre which is great for setting a Feywild mood. Bands like Pentangle, Trees, early Fairport Convention, and even the original incarnation of Tyrannosaurus Rex, which featured a drummer so permanently off his face that he changed his name to Peregrine Took.

Nice to see the Grenadier Demogorgon figure in the first few moments. I still have one of the Minifigs Demogorgons, modeled straight out of the picture in Eldritch Wizardry. Are there other figures people use for this demon?

My current campaign has an event in it called the witching hour that freezes time for a hour everyday my players are seemingly immune, so they are trying to investigate what causes it

Try 'kids on bikes' it's a ttrpg about stories like 'stand by me' or 'Tales from the loop' for a more 'Stanger things' science stuff. Also 'Call of Cathulu' could also work. There are so many ttrpgs outside of D&D.

There is an old Palladium RPG called Beyond the Supernatural that could be a great resouce for such a one shot. It even has an oops some silly scientists opened a rift one shot included in the sourcebook.

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My homework: Oh, baby Longclaw. Do you want to know why you'll never be even *half* the pirate captain either of your parents were? Heh. You love too much. I killed them as you fled like the child you were, you led the rest of the crew away on lifeboats as they went down with the ship, cursing me to their last breath, but they *live on inside of you*. You carry their memory in your mind, you carry their touch on your body, you carry their *love in your heart*. Do you think that the Longclaw Scourges loved so freely? They loved you, and they took care of their crew, but when they saw another ship, they didn't see love. They saw a target, a mark, plunder for the taking and lives that would be forfeit if they tried to stand in the way. And you see... what? Friends? Allies, bosom buddies to go on an adventure with? This isn't an adventure, baby Longclaw. This is life. And yours has reached the end of the line.

Hi, I would actually love to share a monologue from a villain in a campaign i've been running for like 4,5 years. A little context: The speaker is Lady Magnys a possibly lich (but actually just a very powerful mage turned into a vampire). See, in this world there is a desease that is called "the Ire" that turns those who have it into undead, and almost everyone has it. More or less like the zombie disease from walking dead? So the result is a constantly increasing number of undead. And of course Lady Magnys commands them. The specifics of the acts the party did to her is a little long to put into context, but rest assured they were a D&D party about it all. The only other thing is, this lady Magnys is a vampire, and as vampires often obssess over one singular emotion, she is obssessed with loss, with a bit of pain and grief thrown into the mix. With that settled, onto the thing: YOU, don't get to speak. I tried to work with you. I showed you mercy, took you under my wing and gave you what I had. I thought you allies and kin. What you did? You invaded my home, robbed me and lied to my face. You betrayed me, humiliated me and killed my lieutenant. You broke. My. Heart... (hurt) and took her away... (longingly) But I understand. The path now ahead is but one; and thus, I will do what I must. I will crumble the walls of your home. I will kill whoever fights beside you. I will find those you love and brake them until their hearts no longer make a sound... And you? You will watch it all. You will writhe in pain for as long as you breathe. You will finally know what true loss is. And then you'll work for me.

"Do you want to know what I have always hated? No, that's too strong a word. You humans hate yourselves enough without me adding to it. Do you know what I see as a flaw in humanity? After twelve millennia of watching your kind grow and Change over time, there has always been Hate-hate for self, hate for the tribe, and hate for the Chief because he doesn't lead the right way. hate for a brother because his crops grow and yours do not. and that in some messed up circus-act way, you go around preaching about peace, love, and harmony. like a bunch of ants going out into the word to spread the colony, you have riots, rallies, and revolutions in the name of peace, yet every riot and revolution comes with the price of blood. The contradiction is always Fascinating...."

After watching The Ancient Magus Bride I was looking up info about Titania and Oberon for my campaign and was happy to see they’re actually already a part of dnd already! Thank you for this video!

My absolute favorite troppe is 'oohh you have no idea of what you have gotten yourself into...' And then by mid-campain start to figer it out ✨

Faewild Hexcrawl speculation: If you have a map of where you are in the Faewild, but you wander off the path/trod you were walking on in the Faewild, would a lost-effect be something like inexplicably finding yourself in a nearby hex that is in a random direction but with the same type of landscape geography (with no sense of actually crossing that distance)? Like, if you are in a hex on your hexmap that is a forest, and the surrounding six hexes are also forest, the PCs could literally roll a 1d6 to determine which adjoining hex they wandered into? A process of wandering that could literally go round and round, this way and that, indefinitely, as long as there are adjoining hexes that look the same?

The Moonshae Isles of the Forgotten Realms have little natural pools scattered around their forests (which are patrolled by sylvan races) across the isles, called Moonwells. The Moonwells are magical in nature, blessed by "the Goddess" of the local Celtic-like inhabitants of the Moonshaes. While they are mainly known for their waters' ability to heal, I've wondered if these magic little spots in nature might be connected to the Faewild. i.e. Is there a way to use the Moonwells as portals?

If the land of Oz is somewhere in the Faewild, then the (known) portals to reach it are within tornadoes. There is a 5e book setting for running D&D adventures in Oz, but I'm not sure where it places Oz in the cosmology of the D&D planes.

I desperately want to run a Halloween One-shot for my group and this is very helpful advice.

The "oasis" phenomena mentioned in the video reminds me of how the Munsters' creepy gothic house is perpetually stormy, yet if a character on the show just walks down the street to a neighbor's house, the skies are all clear, sunny and calm. Like Charlie Brown getting followed by a tiny little rain cloud, that only rains on him. :)

The trick with navigating around that unicorn's lake, by attaching a fake horn to your forehead to deactivate the landscape's glamour, reminds me of how all the portals in Sigil have a unique key that activates them; a key that's not commonly used by anyone walking through that portal's doorway, but a key that can be relatively acquired, once you know what the key is, and where its portal doorway is.

How to Hexcrawl the Faewild? Good question!

I'm looking forward to when the heroes sit down to 'parlay' with the Duchess of Sea Salt Lillies, the first of the vampire court they've been meddling with since the beginning of the campaign, because of the Court she is the least horrifyingly evil and most blunt and forthright. So she's going to just dress them the hell down with a bullet point list of all the ways their heroic meddling in matters they don't understand has SCREWED the kingdom they're trying to save, and then offer an alliance of convenience against their mutual enemies. In the bluntest, most scathing way possible.

You reminded me of a line from Methos to Amanda in _Highlander_... "You think it takes courage to do what we do: face another Immortal, knowing only one of you will live? YOU TRY BEING HER - knowing whatever you learn, whatever (...memory fails me, sadly...), its not enough: you - still - lose." And yes, that describes horror very very well. {it was the episode with the Methuselah Stone}

this is an excellent video; bravo and thank you

Or you could have them think its a nickname right up until the reach the chicken-legged hut! 😊

Wouldn't being prepared and throwing yourself against Horrors negate said Horror? You're not really a victim if you hold your own.

I enjoyed how your voice shifted gradually more aristocratic and dubious while encouraging to BE the horror :D

If you players are really into RP try powered by the apocalypse.

Some friends and I used to play Call of Cthulhu like this: Your character is basically you, you have the skills you have, and you have the stuff you have. You roll 1D10, and convince me what your skill level is. With this motif you can turn a simple encounter with a werewolf into an awesome game. My favorite session we played, the three characters never even met the monster. One of the players went outside to see what was on the roof, so the player and I ent into the basement and played a side session which ended with him the player running up the stairs screaming in panic, as his character ran back into the house screaming in panic. In a fit of huge paranoia they ended up attacking and killing each other.

Buffy would be a monk, right? No armour, melee combatant, simple weapons...

Dark Urge, Aka bhaalspawn :D

Do you mean effects like the theives stealing things from festival goers? Do you mean things like the halflging being drug through the mirror into the fey wilds? Those things don't happen unless the hags know witch and light aren't the rightful owners