My first ever time playing D&D, I was a level 3 monk who had just woken up in the woods with the other players. The first roll I ever did was a perception check to observe my surroundings. Nat 1. Hit my head on a tree branch. The party followed a plume of chimney smoke in the distance to a small town. My second ever roll was to observe the town from the edge of the woods. Nat 1. Hit my head on a tree branch. Ever since, whenever I play with that group, it is canon that whatever character I'm playing is always ALWAYS fearfully watching for tree branches.
A paladin with no concept of children? An underwater city of the dead made of cake? Flirting with a girl while burying her dad? My body was not prepared for this level of complete and utter chaos. I had to pause the video so I wouldn't choke on my food from laughing.
actually being mad at people commenting their favorite moments in the video or explaining why they enjoyed it? My brain wasn't prepared for this level of idiocy. @@glass7923
It was actually a nat 1 that followed a nat 20. Our DMPC was going to do peace talks with members of a sister tribe. He was nervous, so I decided to pat him on the back for encouragement. The problem was that I play a barbarian. An orc barbarian. DM told me to roll strength after I jokingly said I would. Nat 20. A resounding smack knocks him flat on his face. His reaction, in reality, was that he had snapped out of a nervous panic, and was grateful, however... feeling bad for him, I rolled insight to see if he was upset. Nat 1. The DM declared that he was extremely miffed and bitter about it, and now I live in fear and regret over a fictional grudge that I made up in my head.
In my old dnd group from years back, we had a little saying that, no matter how much you mess up playing dnd, you'll be fine as long as you don't pull "A Sweyn", which was a hilarious incident that went something like this: Our party had been recently exploring using an abandoned self tunneling and rail tracking dwarven machine that had just recently crashed after literally flying out the side of a mountain, which was crazy and hilarious enough as it was, and the resultant chaos from the crash attracted the attention of a very angry red dragon, which naturally, started combat but not before everyone goobered up by somehow believing that it's vision was based on movement and treating it like a T-rex, thanks to a Nat 1 by the druid, our nature expert. Good start Combat was going decently when Sweyn (our rogue) decided enough was enough and, while already low on health at this point, tried to shoot with a purple worm venom tipped crossbow bolt. Nat 1. he rolled to hit the cleric instead, apologising profusely and waited to see how badly it would be and face the wrath of the party. Another nat 1. we were starting to die laughing now and he rolled AGAIN to see who else it targeted, which was the paladin and after getting what was now 3 Nat 1's in a row, we awaited to see who was finally the unlucky victim of crossbow roulette, just dead in our seats at that point. Final victim: himself. Double nat 20 on both initial and confirmation rolls with max damage. We were deceased completely and after taking a full half hour break to recover and resurrect our wit's, our dm finally put the rolls to light: He'd taken careful aim at the dragon, aiming for a killshot straight through the eyeball. The bolt instead ricochets off the dragon's brow, deflected itself off the back of the cleric's helmet to his surprise, rebounds away from the paladin's sword before finally returned to sender, his last words as far as "oh what the fu-" and headshotted himself perfectly through his own eyeball. There was a full empty turn of complete bewilderment from everyone including the dragon just going: "what the fuck just happened? How?!?!" before combat resumed, everyone at disadvantage as they try to process what just happened. But hey, silver lining: he got a memorable kill he always wanted, just not in the way of how he expected it.
Me: "I stealthily open the door to get a look into the room to see how many guards there are and formulate a plan of attack" * Nat 1 * DM: "......Ok, so you Kool-Aid Man through the door alerting 3 Duragar guards. Roll initiative"
I remember when I had chef as a side job in our campaign. I had a ridiculous amount of low roles and so many meals were ruined. One time I rolled a 1 and litterally everyone on the table thought I was gonna burn down the whole building, but instead the DM said I created the perfect dish, one even the gods would envy. Because it was such a magnificent dish my character just kept staring at it in amazement for *hours* until it was cold, dry and generally bad to look at.
Think my favorite had to be when we were investigating a big piece of machinery we had never seen before. (It was a homebrewed tank) Rolling to figure out all the buttons. Nat 1. Dm: "You push a button, and a MASSIVE elemental beam fires out of the cannon, decimating the tree next to the tank " Our warlock then remembered his pet rat was in that tree. So the DM had me make an attack roll. The Rat had 1 HP, and an AC of 5. The tank hat a bonus of +5 to hit. Nat 1. "That rat is absolutely enveloped, in a massive beam of all sorts of different elemental energy. The tree is decimated, there's a path blasted into the ground behind it about 300 feet long into the desert. The rat watches his life flash before his eyes. And when the dust settles and the smoke clears, he is completely unharmed "
This wasn't my character but it was in a campaign I'm in. To preface this, it is a campaign centered around an adventuring camp with many cryptids and secrets. Now, our cleric himself, Gabe, is actually the camp doctor, and he was having to try to fix the camp groundskeeper NPC's ankle. He rolls a medicine check. NAT 1, makes it somewhat worse. He attempts a second medicine check in a row. NAT 1. He absolutely BREAKS the poor groundkeeper's ankle. Around the time, two of the teenage counselor characters, the satyr druid and the half-elf sorcerer arrive and immediately the Satyr has to heal the poor groundskeeper.
Player in my party tried to bash a trapdoor in, rolled a one to hit so he just banged his hands against it for a few seconds. Another player then pulled it open, the player rolled a nat one on their common sense check. While this was happening my character (2nd lvl cleric 1st lvl artificer) was losing his mind as he tried to reattach the warforged bard (3rd lvl)’s arm, it was a problem because they had some human parts (long backstory) and we were all low level. as another player put it "the greatest challenge of the campaign wasn't the banshee, it's this empty house" there weren't any enemies, or traps, except for the mysterious laser thing that cut the bard's arm off and disappeared. yet our sorcerer somehow lost a pitchfork and our bard lost an arm and I became useful and the warlock became stupid. only a few sessions and I already love this group. can't wait for Monday when we hang out again. wow this got off topic fast.
This was relatively recent. We're playing a Grim Hollow campaign and I am playing a modified warlock of the archfey, more specifically The Sandman. In general, our pact was more of just me wanting to help his goals, so he entertains my desires with magic. This, amongst other things, includes me bringing whimsy to the world through song, dance, poetry, jokes, and pranks. I am also a horrifyingly creepy homebrew race that has an unchanging performance mask for a face. The thing about Grim Hollow is that there is no universal common, just four common languages. After an embarrassingly long time, we all learned Castenellan, so we were all able to speak to each other. Now we're travelling through the Ostoyan Empire about to catch up with another party member who's a region famous bartender. There's a great commotion in the town square around his cart, so my first instinct is to further lighten the mood with some jokes. Nat 1 It is at this point that both me and the DM realize I don't speak Ostoyan, the language of the area. So this creepy masked man with glowing eyes jumps up onto a stair and proceeds to yell gibberish across the square, freaking everyone out. Luckily, my character messing up still makes The Sandman laugh, so it was all in good spirits and FAR from the worst thing it's done for our group's image.
A friend of mine was DMing a 5e DnD version of the game "Path of Exile" for me and 2 other friends. During one session we had to go find something though I can't remember what. What I do know it was in a nest of something called a Rhoa. These were essentially gaint murder chickens about the size of an Emu or bigger. Anyways, we were sneaking up on their nesting grounds in some bushes. As we neared the edge of them we went to check around for them before heading over to the first nest we found. 1 friend and I rolled just fine to see some. My other friend, who was playing an anubis though I forget the class, Rolled a nat 1. He then proceeded to walk right out of the bushes, right up to the nest which was a hole in the ground, and stuck his head right into the hole right in front of some of these now very angry and hungry murder chickens. Friend 1, a female centaur druid, and I , a male human blade singer/barbarian (though I can't remember if I got barbarian yet at this time.), had to go rescue him from about 5 or so of these murder chickens. We were only level 3 tops.
Player kicked down a door with an artefact that amounts to a semi-automatic shotgun. Inside the room were 20 guards. "Oh look they're wearing their red shirts" (they weren't...yet). Rolls to shoot: Nat 1. Click. The gun has a misfire and he'll have to spend 2 turns fixing it.
My nat 1 story is the story of my 4th session ever. I rolled 11 nat ones. I ended the session with 4 levels of exhaustion, poisoning 4 members of the party, a sandcastle that collapsed on itsself, getting taken by surprise by the barbarian goliath, failing to steal a sea shell from a wall, and many other things. I've never rolled so many in one session, I remember flipping my chair and praying to the gods that my next roll not be a 1. That campaign was fun, I miss it
I was about to enter a cave that was taken over by bandits and I rolled to see if I notice any traps and ended up rolling a 1. My DM told me that my character firmly placed his fists on his hips and shouted "THERES NOTHING HERE!" I then proceed to trip on a rock and fall on my face.
Playing AD&D in college, I was infamous for rolling either a nat 20 or a nat 1. The DM used a fumble chart. During the campaign, my fighter managed to accidentally hit every member of the party. Whenever I rolled a nat 1, the other players would argue over who was or was not adjacent to my character, because it usually meant knocking someone's wizard into the negative hit points.
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My introduction to a group that I joined in the middle of a combat encounter started with a Nat 20. Cavalier Fighter mounted on a plate armored warhorse, charged in on his turn after the initiative count rolled over. Turned the first enemy into a fine paste with the Nat 20. Very impressive. A few more attacks as he rode through cutting down enemies. The final roll of my very first turn in this campaign was for my horse's Trampling Charge attack against a cannon fodder enemy. Nat 1. He was thrown from his saddle and ended his very first turn ass up in the mud. Went from total badass to face down in the muck of a dried up pond in one turn.
Most of the party I’m in (including me) are new to D&D, and there’s like 12 of us, so that should tell you how most of our sessions have been going so far. We had headed down some stairs, and the barrel that Lake (one of the bards, there’s four) and Lio (the artificer) had pushed down the stairs hit a secret door. The barrel had the druid in it at the time (which is why they pushed it down the stairs), and we drew a face on it and named it Barry. It’s now our pet barrel because of its amazing ability to find secret doors. That’s not really important though, the Nat 1 happened after we entered the room behind the secret door. Our dm described how a rat came scurrying out from under some papers. Now, Lake has a pet rat named Ratticus. Apparently one rat isn’t enough, because Lake wants this new rat Ratrick so Ratticus can have a friend. They throw Ratticus at Ratrick, and, of course, Nat 1. Ratrick gets thrown directly into the ceiling, nearly killing him, but luckily Kronk (another one of the bards, the one who rickrolled some goblins, but that’s another story) had a healing potion. So the dm says how Ratticus “reinflates” and Ratrick escapes. Today we had another session and Lake’s player couldn’t be there, but we caught a rat for them (possibly the same rat) so hopefully Ratticus will still get a friend after all.
I was DMing the D&D X Stranger Things Campaign The Party Was Fighting A Giant Spider (it was supposed to be a frog but I couldn’t find the stat block) The spider tried to attack the Monk Nat 1 So I Say that it but itself for damage then I had it roll constitution Nat 1 The Spider died to biting itself
My basic rule for my characters is that whenever I roll a nat 1 on a perception check they're distracted by either a butterfly or a shiny rock, depending on if they're underground or not.
One time I moved into position to shoot an arrow, but I couldn't help but point out that both another PC and a town guard were almost in my way. After saying that, I just for fun started chanting "NAT 1! NAT1!" I willed that sucker into being and almost killed a town guard that we were helping with an arrow in the back.
11:21 I legit am wearing pants that are almost this exact scenario. "I roll to sneak" (D20 rolled on Nat 1 image) "You tap dance loudly into a room full of orcs. They seem impressed."
I was in a campaign with another person and the DM. We were exploring a house and decided to split up to explore two different rooms. Then we heard a noise in the main room. I sprinted to my partner’s room and dual casted invisibility to hide us since we had just been in the fight. My barbarian buddy wanted to destroy whatever entered through the door so he picked up the desk in the room. He rolled a 17 so he hoisted it easily. The wolf and bandit burst through the door so he rolled attack. Nat one. He dropped the desk on his head and I had to fight off a wolf and a bandit with 1 1st level slot and one 2nd level with 2 sorcery points. I managed to charm the bandit with charm person and a little clutch rping. Still waiting for him to wake up.
DM'd this pass weekend and all players kept rolling Nat. 1's on opening doors. Walk down a hall to a door, roll for stealthy opening, Nat. 1, breach the door and alert everything in earshot to your presence. Escape your jail cell, role for stealth, Nat. 1, throw open the door slamming against the steel bars alerting the guards to your escape. Etc.
Party comes across a dead bear in the middle of the road. I have the roll survival to determine who or what could be responsible. Player One, nat 1. "You're pretty sure the bear committed suicide." Player Two, nat 2. "You agree with Player one." Player Three, nat 4. "Same thing." Player Four, 10 total. "You're sure that it wasn't a suicide. "
One of our party awkwardly hugged another to try and console them after hearing how their sister died. The DM asked them both for a hug check with performance mod - not a thing but we all thought it was great. The huggee: 2 modified to a 1. The initial hugger: nat 1. The DM proceeds to walk us through the most awkward hug we've ever experienced. This led to multiple conversations among the party about hugging. The cleric, raised in a temple her entire life, had never been hugged. So the ranger explained to her what hugging is and how to do it. DM asked the ranger for a hug roll. Natural 1. So now the cleric has learnt about hugs the worst way possible and doesn't understand why people even hug. That evening, my sorcerer was sitting in the entrance of a cave on night watch with our NPC companion, an ancient elf spirit trapped in a decrepit golem body. He says some encouraging things about my bumbling character and what he brings to the party. My character, moved with emotion, reaches over to hug the elf golem. Hug roll from both of us. DM: 2. Bumbling sorcerer: NATURAL 1. The DM proceeded to explain how the hug was so awkward, it gave the original nat 1 hugger a nightmare about hugging that woke him to see our hug happening. TLDR; DM spontaneously created a "hug" check that the party latched onto. The 5 hug checks that night consisted of a couple of 2s and 3 NAT 1S! Our party are apparently the WORST HUGGERS EVER.
I haven't played very long, but I do have a very small nat 1 story. Our party was in its first combat of the campaign, being attacked by some imps - one in front of each of us. I, a Paladin, dispose of mine and head towards the Fighter to assist. The imp that was in front of her rolls to attack me... and rolls a 1. The DM, my brother, then tells me to roll my sword's damage. This imp has managed to impale itself on my big ol' greatsword in its attempt to hit me, and went down immediately. Not nearly as impressive as these stories, but still a good first impression for my D&D career.
We were in a oneshot with just me and a friend trying to learn the ropes, and partway through it we found ourselves in a small storage room and encountered a bugbear. My character readied himself for battle, but my friend, playing as a Gloomstalker Dwarf, decided to flirt with the monster, and rolled like a six. The bugbear watched as this smelly, wide-eyed hobo-dwarf trying to cat call him, got offended, and combat soon begins. The Bugbear goes first and tries to attack my friend. Nat 1. We had a table to roll whenever a nat 1 happened to flavor up critical failures, so we rolled and got "Hit nearest ally (the bugbear had none, so he'd hit himself) for double damage". We were all trying and failing to contain our laughter as our DM proceeded to roll near max damage on the poor bugbear. The bugbear, in his rage, swung his flail with such force that the ball ended up bouncing off the floor and hitting him square in the face, killing him instantly. The battle was won, without either of us having to lift a finger.
Pretty much the first thing I did in the first real dnd campaign I played in. I play a tiefling, rollerblading delivery girl ( it's a modern setting) and my first check was to get over a green light in time... nat 1 and I get hit by a car. It firmly planted her believe that cars were a mistake...
Two in the same session (first session of a campaign): - Rogue meets bard for the first time, decides she wants to try her new poisoner's kit on her. Nat 1 on Sleight of Hand, DM describes how the rogue drops the entire (still sealed) poison vial into the bard's drink while maintaining eye contact. - Combat, my character scales a fort wall while the rest of the party storms the gate. My character uses her Spider Climb ability to descend on the inside, but wants to hide her vampiric nature from the others, so she tries to disguise it as a controlled fall/slide. Nat 1, she just does a face-first T-pose slide down the wall.
I was playing the "Rick and Morty" campaign (spoilers) I was playing Jerry's Wizard character, and the other 2 players were playing Morty's and Summer's characters. After a campaign started with every player at the table getting an inspiration die in the first room for the RP and my character yelling "daddy loves you!" as he ran away like a coward while the other 2 were repeatedly torn apart and respawning in the same room full of monsters, we eventually came to a room where we have to advertise a random product to an expectant crowd. I convince the group that I should do it because of my hugely successful "Hungry for apples" campaign. Nat 1. We were chased out of the room by an angry mob as I yelled "but it was proven successful in a supercomputer simulation!"
I’m a new player and I just recently came into playing D&D. My DM was running a Curse of Strad campaign. (although I joined a little bit later) Soon our party comes across this crumbling stone tower and the ground was sorta like a small lake. (I think) The rogue of the party wanted to look around the area for anything other than the tower and rolled a Nat 20 and was described swimming through the mess like an Olympic swimmer. Meanwhile I decided my character would be curious about the stone tower since it was the most prominent thing there so I rolled to trudge through the mess as well. Nat 1. My character started to drown luckily the paladin came to save me and so when I was placed down to the side I decided my character wouldn’t just give up like that! He would try and get to the tower again so I rolled again. Another Nat 1. More drowning ensues before having to get saved, again. And that’s how my party attached one of those leases you can use for children to my Druid!
I was the DM and we were playing a small steampunk TTRPG. One of the players was playing a gnome and one of the others was playing a large merman style race. The group was trying to get past a pair of gunners holding a staircase. There was a large hole in the ceiling to the next level and so they decided to toss the gnome through the hole so they could attack from above. The merman rolls to toss and you guessed it, Nat 1. So instead of tossing the little gnome through the gigantic hole in the ceiling he tossed him into the hard ceiling hard enough to cause damage. Even though we are playing a different game now, we still joke about tossing the gnome.
This happened just 2 nights ago. I am new to DnD and playing Jaern Autumntail, my Kitsune Sorcerer, for a 2nd practice oneshot with an upcoming campaign group. After a Long Rest in an abandoned palace, the party woke and DM asked us to roll Perception. My party felt like they were being watched and stood alert, while I rolled a Nat 1... My character remained asleep and totally oblivious. Soon we were asked to roll initiative and I rolled low. A Fighter NPC strikes first landing a Sneak Attack with its greataxe on my still-sleeping Kitsune, who was instantly KO'd by a max damage roll. Before further combat, a mysterious figure calls the fighter back and apologizing for their excessive use of force. A party member looks towards my Kitsune on death's door and says in a deep southern accent "We may wanna' help out the fox boy, he's lookin' mighty rough." TLDR: My Kitsune Sorcerer got 1-hit KO'd in his sleep by a sneak attack from rolling Nat 1 perception. This was the first time I had a character hit 0 hp. Added Bonus: *This was no oneshot.* After we finished, my DM said "I hope you all enjoyed session 1!" I was dead silent, now knowing that embarrassing KO was now canon...
Playing that 5e published Tiamat adventure. I forget what it's called. Trying to sneak our way into the Tiamat cult base. Playing a Dragonborn wizard. Me: *Slowly removes glasses* Do you know how I am? NPC: No Me: I'm lord Carnevash. High priest of the dragon cult in Neverwinter. I demand to see your leader at once. *Rolls intimidate...1* Honestly expected far worse results but she was new to DMing
The first proper game of dnd I played me and my friends were fighting some bug bears and my friend a monk, tried to hit one in the back of the head and say "I like your cut G" and he nat 1 and smacked himself in the face and knocked himself out, a extra bit of this story later on we all got put into a arena with no weapons and had to fight a enemy in a 1v5 and after a point I decide to run behind the monk and yell "I like you cut G" and instead of a nat 1 I got a 20 and smacked him so hard I knock him
("The Dark Eye" system, in which low rolls are better. So a 20 is a crit fail. Also most non-combat actions require 3 rolls on different base stats that play into it.) I'll never forget how I started a session pissed at my dice. We were preparing to ambush a bandit hideout in an old castle ruin after they had kidnapped the lord we were on a hunting trip with last session. I had the first roll of the evening, trying to climb the wall for a vantage point. All three dice land on a nat 20. For reference, 2 nat 20s in the same ability check make it a crit fail. I had all 3. A large stone rocks loose above and falls, slamming me back down to the ground and dealing basically all my HP in damage, pinning me there. Pretty bad, huh? Don't worry, it gets worse. I can't free myself like this, so the rest of the party has to lift the stone off me with a simple strength check. First one tries. Nat 20. You're kidding me, right? Can someone else try? Good. WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY ROLLED A CRIT FAIL TOO? By the time the the third guy barely succeeded their check, I was pretty much done with the session. Almost dead before the encounter due to dice karma on the very first rolls of the session, with the camp now alerted to us, and no preparation on our end... So I downed my emergency instant health potion (which is so strong that on top of a full heal, you're immune to all state-altering substances for the next 24 hours, even other healing potions) and stormed in. But at least I got to chuck the setting's alchemical equivalent to a tear gas grenade at the bandits and mow down several of them, so I got that going for me...
In the campaign we're about to wrap up, two characters have a magical blight on them that can only be cured with greater restoration, only problem being we're level 10 and the bard multi-classed so he has no 5th level spell slots to fix the issue. As a result every night the afflicted PC's have to make a DC 16 con save or the disease progresses, our Samurai Fighter named Sen is one of these PC's and is one failed save away from death due to the disease as a result I started joking to him that he had to roll to see if he would have a heart attack with the only way to fail is with a Nat 1, Sen obliges as he thought it'd be funny but ended up rolling that Nat 1 in the middle of dead silence causes the whole table to erupt into laughter. Thankfully the DM didn't take that as an actual save but now every so often someone will ask Sen to make a heart attack save.
Dungeon crawl I picked up a chair to smack a goblin i rolled a 1 the chair broke as i was doing a overhead swing took 4 damage 3 bludgeoning 1 physic cause wounded pride
I once rolled a nat 1 to decide if my undead character could eat cake or not. A year and a half later and they still find themself completely unable to eat due to a poor role.
Distracting a demonette by straight up flirting. This was basically because my bard showed up late to a fight where the party was getting wrecked in, so I was distracting her so that they could get away. When it comes time for me to leave, the DM tells me to roll for Charisma to convince the Demonette that I need to go but I'll be back soon... Nat 1. shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit
My party and I had to hide a goblin body inside a pile of humanoid corpses. Simple, right? My character, a dwarf cleric, rolls a nat 20 for mining, but a nat 1 for stealth. He then proceeded to calmly drag the corpse to the corner of the cave, then squish and rend him into his component atoms. The goblins outside were very confused about the drilling and crunching noises coming from said cave.
Welp there is one nat 1 that I remember that was hilarious. Our warrior did not saw the open dor right in fron of him. Yes it was ruin and we were serching for door, but right before him rouge found those doors. SO it was just hillarious. "I did not saw that gaping hole in the wall!".
I was running curse of strahd I ruled that nat 1 attacks during combat resulted in rerolling the same attack against something friendly to the attacker. During the final fight against strahd he went for a claw attack that if hit would grapple the barbarian to bite for the next, nat 1, with nothing friendly to him in range he rolled to accidentally hit himself, nat 20. So I proceeded to describe as Strahd missed the attack and punched himself in the junk
We were at a DM workshop (everyone getting a turn to DM one combat-cycle). One of my favorite players (he will be our future DM in his upcoming homebrew campaign) was taking his turn, and I got disadvantage attack roll for standing on a pile of rubble. I rolled a 2. I wasn’t going to roll again, since I knew i can’t get it. The temporary DM says, “You must roll again. What if you get a nat 1?” So I rolled again, Nat 1. I fell prone xD
In a space campaign (see a previous post) the party went underground in what appeared too be a giant abandoned ship. The Russian Heavy character got blindsided by a small bat like creature that lands on his face he goes to punch "nat 1". He punches with all his might but the thing just moves he nails himself right in the face and is knocked out for half an hour. TLDR heavy gets startled by a bat knocks himself out.
Back when I was in high school, one of my friends made a TTRPG, it a simple thing made to be played during lunch. Everyone more or less used pre-made characters, no back stories, and encounters were random and pulled from a deck. I think I don't exactly remember the mechanics, but I remember a few key moments of stupidity with nat 1s and nat 20s There was one time I rolled several Nat 1s in a row. I was a Samuria, and used my skill Banzi charge, nat 1 so I tripped and fell on my face. Next turn I went to go swing at an enemy, nat 1, so my character lost his grip on his katana and it went flying across the room. Next turn I pull out my wakizashi and try to charge again. Another nat 1, this time I managed to stab myself in the foot as I drop my sword. Finally my character gets fed up and just yeets his sword and the enemy. Finally managed to hit and kill it.
my most recent one : our party enters a suspicious room, so we roll investigation, as i get a 19 i realise one of the doors is sketchy, and probably trapped. as i got the highest score, i got to roll first to try and inspect the trap. nat 1. to understand how the trap works i decided to grab the handle, and turn it. got stabbed with a poisonous spike, dropped inconcious after taking dmgs. that was 2 hours in our first session with nex caracters
Had the hobo bard failed to get drunk, because they wanted to fail the roll but not only passed the saving throw, but smashed it by like 20 (a different system where doubles exploded, and she got like 4 different rolls over the save she needed.) She wasn't very happy, but stayed sober when the fey came a calling.
Okay for context, I'm playing a shapeshifting, demon cat thing, (idk it was my first time, and I kinda came up with it on the fly) we're in a battle. Won't be exact words, mostly cause I don't fully remember, but enjoy. Me: I turn into my butterfly form and try to fly away from this whole situation DM: Roll for transforming, and roll for fleeing Me: *Rolls a 15 on becoming a butterfly and a nat 1 on flying away* DM: ...The gods above smite you with a bolt of lightning, AND YOU HURL DOWN TO THE GROUND IN A BALL OF FIRE. I somehow survived, but was back on 1HP (Which I had JUST been healed from after being on 1HP since near the start of my time joining lol)
First 5e campaign. I was playing a HALFLING RANGER. So turns out this mayor of this halfling village is also a halfling and he's turned evil for some reason, I believe it's because of the influence of a cursed demonic dagger he had. He's barricaded the bottom floor of his home and is upstairs. My Half Orc buddy tosses me to the second floor window and I burst in. Half Orc buddy begins beaking through the bottom doors to come help. I rush up to attack the Mayor. Nat 1. The halfling mayor fights back with his dagger. Nat 1. I take another swing. Nat 1. We are stumbling all over desks and slipping on strewn papers trying to get at one another. Finally half orc bursts through the second floor door. And one-shots the mayor with his greataxe... So about 30 minutes later I look back at my Character sheet and remember I have the Lucky racial trait... And so too should the Mayor. We still have a laugh about it from time to time.
One of my players had a javelin of back biting. Rolls a one, triggering the back biting. Then he rolls a 20 and crits himself. Took half his hps in one shot :)
Once we had the wizard and the paladin clearly flirting with each others. The wizard roll a deception check to not get a red face. She rolled a nat 1, and 0 after applying the modifier. Her face was now a Tomato. Than the paladin roll for insight. An other nat 1 and 0 with modifier. She didnt even realized while kissing her that her lover turned into a tomato.
For my first ever game, my character, Briask the awakened ragdoll rogue, wanted to take the horse of the attacking "heroes" and ride off with it for a ways, leaving the party one horse less and thus cutting their chances to escape our encampment. My first roll, ever, outside of initiative, was a nat one. Sigh. The DM played it off as me successfully jumping on the horses back but failing to control it via animal handling so it ended up with me in a rodeo. It was a nice distraction but that was about it. Poor Briask. There he is, eyes did eopen in horror, tail floofed to its maximum, claws dug deep into the saddle, teeth tight on the reins as this horse is bucking about.
The fist time I ever played DnD I chose to be a Human Rogue, True Neutral. At some point we went into a town, the only notable thing about this town was its general store, so while the rest of the party was milling around outside I went in to ask the manager if he had seen the guy that we were looking for. Almost immediately into my calm and collected conversation with the manager, a giant half dragon race ( I forget which one) bursts into the room planning to rob the store. I tell her no, and after some back and forth she swings her axe at me, Nat 1, and I rolled a 17 for a dodge ( I wanted to). She proceeded to miss me and accidentally chopped of the manager head. It’s gets even funnier when she rolled perception to find the hidden safe in the room, couldn’t find it, and my rogue saw it instantly.
The first game of a Friend Game, rolled 1 for my first roll, while stealthy getting over a wall while hunting down a guy from my backstory. Face planted so loud that I almost got myself and my buddy caught. Guy wasn’t there too, but I laughed my ass off when I ate it.
One of my first times playing I was messing with my DM, so I "ate sand to determine if this was reality" failed the constitution check and was left by everybody else
Honestly. Most of the time I hate extreme nat1 moments. Its immersion breaking. Instantly makes any "serious" campaign, feel like a goofy one-shot where we're all supposed to bring out silliest characters with puntastic names. In those types of one-shots, its fine. But when a level 17 badass suddenly becomes Pee-wee Herman from a nat1... its just... lame. Imagine if in LOTR, if Legolas grabbed onto the Oliphaunts tusk, leaped to its front leg, then to its back leg, proceeded climbed up that leg, killed 5 orcs with ease, grabbed a rope attached to it, swung down to the Oliphaunts belly, cut the rope keeping the platform all the other orcs are on and as it slides off killing those orcs, he uses it to pull himself up onto the back of the creature, fires 3 simultaneous arrows into its head, then as the creature falls, he slides down its trunk... only rather than landing on his feet and being a total badass. He rolled a Nat1 on his final acrobatics check and careens off the trunk, tumbles through the air and lands flat on his face taking 2d6 damage and dropping his bow 20ft away for good measure. All while Gimli laughs his balls off. Is it funny? Oh, absolutely. Does it fit in a serious epic adventure during a mass combat encounter? Not in the SLIGHTEST.
This happened today! I rolled a Nat 1 to punch the BBEG in the balls… So, my character, just???? Fondled… the balls. Of a skeleton/ghost. And the BBEG was so baffled that they just gave up. After the mini campaign I rolled to see if my character was into it and… a Nat 1 on a wisdom save. He was into it. That character also pissed himself at least four times in that campaign, it was quite a trip.
When my current group started our first session, the party was going to a castle to get a job from a local Lord. When they were inside the keep, my brother asks to make a perception check to look around, forgetting he had a 6 wisdom. He rolled a natural 1, with a -2 to perception meaning the first roll of the entire campaign was a negative number. I ended up ruling that he went temporarily blind, deaf, and promptly fell down the stairs. 10 minutes in and things were already going well
My first ever time playing D&D, I was a level 3 monk who had just woken up in the woods with the other players. The first roll I ever did was a perception check to observe my surroundings. Nat 1. Hit my head on a tree branch. The party followed a plume of chimney smoke in the distance to a small town. My second ever roll was to observe the town from the edge of the woods. Nat 1. Hit my head on a tree branch. Ever since, whenever I play with that group, it is canon that whatever character I'm playing is always ALWAYS fearfully watching for tree branches.
it sounds like that tree also rolled very badly in seduction
Oh god
Whenever i'm DMing, and a player rolls really bad with a ranged attack (spell, bow etc), it usually ends up exploding a passing pigeon xD
I had someone cast Fire bolt at the entrance of a mine tunnel. They ended up killing the canary inside.
I'm imagining that, that, is always the same pigeon that is actually a Phoenix
Ah, Randy Johnson-ing it.
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That underwater story gives a whole new meaning to "The cake is a lie." XD
A paladin with no concept of children? An underwater city of the dead made of cake? Flirting with a girl while burying her dad?
My body was not prepared for this level of complete and utter chaos. I had to pause the video so I wouldn't choke on my food from laughing.
Spoiling the video for people with ADHD scrolling through comments?
My brain wasn't prepared for this reddit spacing.
oh no, people commenting about the video in the comment section of the video 😱
@@matheo000 shocking, I know. People these days.
actually being mad at people commenting their favorite moments in the video or explaining why they enjoyed it?
My brain wasn't prepared for this level of idiocy. @@glass7923
It was actually a nat 1 that followed a nat 20. Our DMPC was going to do peace talks with members of a sister tribe. He was nervous, so I decided to pat him on the back for encouragement. The problem was that I play a barbarian. An orc barbarian. DM told me to roll strength after I jokingly said I would. Nat 20. A resounding smack knocks him flat on his face. His reaction, in reality, was that he had snapped out of a nervous panic, and was grateful, however... feeling bad for him, I rolled insight to see if he was upset. Nat 1. The DM declared that he was extremely miffed and bitter about it, and now I live in fear and regret over a fictional grudge that I made up in my head.
In my old dnd group from years back, we had a little saying that, no matter how much you mess up playing dnd, you'll be fine as long as you don't pull "A Sweyn", which was a hilarious incident that went something like this:
Our party had been recently exploring using an abandoned self tunneling and rail tracking dwarven machine that had just recently crashed after literally flying out the side of a mountain, which was crazy and hilarious enough as it was, and the resultant chaos from the crash attracted the attention of a very angry red dragon, which naturally, started combat but not before everyone goobered up by somehow believing that it's vision was based on movement and treating it like a T-rex, thanks to a Nat 1 by the druid, our nature expert. Good start
Combat was going decently when Sweyn (our rogue) decided enough was enough and, while already low on health at this point, tried to shoot with a purple worm venom tipped crossbow bolt. Nat 1. he rolled to hit the cleric instead, apologising profusely and waited to see how badly it would be and face the wrath of the party. Another nat 1.
we were starting to die laughing now and he rolled AGAIN to see who else it targeted, which was the paladin and after getting what was now 3 Nat 1's in a row, we awaited to see who was finally the unlucky victim of crossbow roulette, just dead in our seats at that point. Final victim: himself.
Double nat 20 on both initial and confirmation rolls with max damage.
We were deceased completely and after taking a full half hour break to recover and resurrect our wit's, our dm finally put the rolls to light:
He'd taken careful aim at the dragon, aiming for a killshot straight through the eyeball. The bolt instead ricochets off the dragon's brow, deflected itself off the back of the cleric's helmet to his surprise, rebounds away from the paladin's sword before finally returned to sender, his last words as far as "oh what the fu-" and headshotted himself perfectly through his own eyeball.
There was a full empty turn of complete bewilderment from everyone including the dragon just going:
"what the fuck just happened? How?!?!" before combat resumed, everyone at disadvantage as they try to process what just happened.
But hey, silver lining: he got a memorable kill he always wanted, just not in the way of how he expected it.
this story got me crying from laughter
even the dragon was bewildered?! LOL!
That is a horrific thing of beauty, thank you for sharing your story!
I was laughing so hard at this
I'm fucking proud of myself taht I read all of this and I'm fucking glad that learned about Sweyn
Me: "I stealthily open the door to get a look into the room to see how many guards there are and formulate a plan of attack"
* Nat 1 *
DM: "......Ok, so you Kool-Aid Man through the door alerting 3 Duragar guards. Roll initiative"
“Kool-Aid Man” being used as a verb is what killed me.
@@thelivingglitch1371 *OH YEAAH!!*
@@scoundral2995*Slowly steps back out the room*
I remember when I had chef as a side job in our campaign. I had a ridiculous amount of low roles and so many meals were ruined. One time I rolled a 1 and litterally everyone on the table thought I was gonna burn down the whole building, but instead the DM said I created the perfect dish, one even the gods would envy. Because it was such a magnificent dish my character just kept staring at it in amazement for *hours* until it was cold, dry and generally bad to look at.
Think my favorite had to be when we were investigating a big piece of machinery we had never seen before. (It was a homebrewed tank) Rolling to figure out all the buttons. Nat 1. Dm: "You push a button, and a MASSIVE elemental beam fires out of the cannon, decimating the tree next to the tank "
Our warlock then remembered his pet rat was in that tree. So the DM had me make an attack roll. The Rat had 1 HP, and an AC of 5. The tank hat a bonus of +5 to hit.
Nat 1. "That rat is absolutely enveloped, in a massive beam of all sorts of different elemental energy. The tree is decimated, there's a path blasted into the ground behind it about 300 feet long into the desert. The rat watches his life flash before his eyes. And when the dust settles and the smoke clears, he is completely unharmed "
Esa no era una rata
to sum up that first story
"Please, sir, I'm just a child!"
"what the fuck is a child"
This wasn't my character but it was in a campaign I'm in. To preface this, it is a campaign centered around an adventuring camp with many cryptids and secrets. Now, our cleric himself, Gabe, is actually the camp doctor, and he was having to try to fix the camp groundskeeper NPC's ankle. He rolls a medicine check. NAT 1, makes it somewhat worse. He attempts a second medicine check in a row. NAT 1. He absolutely BREAKS the poor groundkeeper's ankle. Around the time, two of the teenage counselor characters, the satyr druid and the half-elf sorcerer arrive and immediately the Satyr has to heal the poor groundskeeper.
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Paladin: "hey what's that?" **points at an egg**
Other characters: "chicken milk in a shell"
CHICKEN MILK IN A SHELL 😂😂😂
PANR has tuned in.
Player in my party tried to bash a trapdoor in, rolled a one to hit so he just banged his hands against it for a few seconds. Another player then pulled it open, the player rolled a nat one on their common sense check. While this was happening my character (2nd lvl cleric 1st lvl artificer) was losing his mind as he tried to reattach the warforged bard (3rd lvl)’s arm, it was a problem because they had some human parts (long backstory) and we were all low level.
as another player put it "the greatest challenge of the campaign wasn't the banshee, it's this empty house"
there weren't any enemies, or traps, except for the mysterious laser thing that cut the bard's arm off and disappeared. yet our sorcerer somehow lost a pitchfork and our bard lost an arm and I became useful and the warlock became stupid.
only a few sessions and I already love this group. can't wait for Monday when we hang out again.
wow this got off topic fast.
Imagine trying to non-lethal a guy, but you get a Nat 1, so the DM stated he was dead
“You don’t know what children are.” DND out of context.
This was relatively recent. We're playing a Grim Hollow campaign and I am playing a modified warlock of the archfey, more specifically The Sandman. In general, our pact was more of just me wanting to help his goals, so he entertains my desires with magic.
This, amongst other things, includes me bringing whimsy to the world through song, dance, poetry, jokes, and pranks. I am also a horrifyingly creepy homebrew race that has an unchanging performance mask for a face.
The thing about Grim Hollow is that there is no universal common, just four common languages. After an embarrassingly long time, we all learned Castenellan, so we were all able to speak to each other.
Now we're travelling through the Ostoyan Empire about to catch up with another party member who's a region famous bartender. There's a great commotion in the town square around his cart, so my first instinct is to further lighten the mood with some jokes.
Nat 1
It is at this point that both me and the DM realize I don't speak Ostoyan, the language of the area. So this creepy masked man with glowing eyes jumps up onto a stair and proceeds to yell gibberish across the square, freaking everyone out. Luckily, my character messing up still makes The Sandman laugh, so it was all in good spirits and FAR from the worst thing it's done for our group's image.
"You don't know what children are" has the same energy as "you briefly wonder if you are your own dad"
A friend of mine was DMing a 5e DnD version of the game "Path of Exile" for me and 2 other friends. During one session we had to go find something though I can't remember what. What I do know it was in a nest of something called a Rhoa. These were essentially gaint murder chickens about the size of an Emu or bigger. Anyways, we were sneaking up on their nesting grounds in some bushes. As we neared the edge of them we went to check around for them before heading over to the first nest we found. 1 friend and I rolled just fine to see some. My other friend, who was playing an anubis though I forget the class, Rolled a nat 1. He then proceeded to walk right out of the bushes, right up to the nest which was a hole in the ground, and stuck his head right into the hole right in front of some of these now very angry and hungry murder chickens. Friend 1, a female centaur druid, and I , a male human blade singer/barbarian (though I can't remember if I got barbarian yet at this time.), had to go rescue him from about 5 or so of these murder chickens. We were only level 3 tops.
Player kicked down a door with an artefact that amounts to a semi-automatic shotgun. Inside the room were 20 guards. "Oh look they're wearing their red shirts" (they weren't...yet). Rolls to shoot: Nat 1. Click. The gun has a misfire and he'll have to spend 2 turns fixing it.
I think I've read that one somewhere else too.
Why is someone not believing in children so dang funny
My nat 1 story is the story of my 4th session ever.
I rolled 11 nat ones. I ended the session with 4 levels of exhaustion, poisoning 4 members of the party, a sandcastle that collapsed on itsself, getting taken by surprise by the barbarian goliath, failing to steal a sea shell from a wall, and many other things.
I've never rolled so many in one session, I remember flipping my chair and praying to the gods that my next roll not be a 1.
That campaign was fun, I miss it
I was about to enter a cave that was taken over by bandits and I rolled to see if I notice any traps and ended up rolling a 1. My DM told me that my character firmly placed his fists on his hips and shouted "THERES NOTHING HERE!" I then proceed to trip on a rock and fall on my face.
I had a party leader completely forget about the existence of the fighter.
Well that ending message is one of the nicest things I've heard said in a while
Playing AD&D in college, I was infamous for rolling either a nat 20 or a nat 1. The DM used a fumble chart. During the campaign, my fighter managed to accidentally hit every member of the party. Whenever I rolled a nat 1, the other players would argue over who was or was not adjacent to my character, because it usually meant knocking someone's wizard into the negative hit points.
I had a friend like that. RIP Loki.
thank you Brian, truly thank you. i didnt even know i needed to hear that message at the end, it did make me smile so for that sir, thank you very much. keep up the amazing work, love the content!!
My introduction to a group that I joined in the middle of a combat encounter started with a Nat 20. Cavalier Fighter mounted on a plate armored warhorse, charged in on his turn after the initiative count rolled over. Turned the first enemy into a fine paste with the Nat 20. Very impressive. A few more attacks as he rode through cutting down enemies. The final roll of my very first turn in this campaign was for my horse's Trampling Charge attack against a cannon fodder enemy. Nat 1. He was thrown from his saddle and ended his very first turn ass up in the mud. Went from total badass to face down in the muck of a dried up pond in one turn.
6:50 I didn't realize until then that they each attempted to wake the barbarian by slapping him.🤣
Most of the party I’m in (including me) are new to D&D, and there’s like 12 of us, so that should tell you how most of our sessions have been going so far. We had headed down some stairs, and the barrel that Lake (one of the bards, there’s four) and Lio (the artificer) had pushed down the stairs hit a secret door. The barrel had the druid in it at the time (which is why they pushed it down the stairs), and we drew a face on it and named it Barry. It’s now our pet barrel because of its amazing ability to find secret doors. That’s not really important though, the Nat 1 happened after we entered the room behind the secret door. Our dm described how a rat came scurrying out from under some papers. Now, Lake has a pet rat named Ratticus. Apparently one rat isn’t enough, because Lake wants this new rat Ratrick so Ratticus can have a friend. They throw Ratticus at Ratrick, and, of course, Nat 1. Ratrick gets thrown directly into the ceiling, nearly killing him, but luckily Kronk (another one of the bards, the one who rickrolled some goblins, but that’s another story) had a healing potion. So the dm says how Ratticus “reinflates” and Ratrick escapes. Today we had another session and Lake’s player couldn’t be there, but we caught a rat for them (possibly the same rat) so hopefully Ratticus will still get a friend after all.
I was DMing the D&D X Stranger Things Campaign The Party Was Fighting A Giant Spider (it was supposed to be a frog but I couldn’t find the stat block) The spider tried to attack the Monk Nat 1 So I Say that it but itself for damage then I had it roll constitution Nat 1 The Spider died to biting itself
I love this channel so much
He should do a "Best Interruption Moments". Moments where a player interrupts the DM or the other way around
Maybe like interrupting the bbeg with an attack?
Cutting the BBEG off mid-monologue and Sparta kicking him off a tower.
I honestly expected them to say Lefty had only his right arm
I’ve played D&D exactly once (and even that was a one shot to boot) but I’m still binging these at work lol. Good presentation is good presentation
That ending is beautiful.
In a PF2 campain, my Champion beoke her weapon on the very first attack against the very first ennemy, which was a big rat. Fucking hell.
My basic rule for my characters is that whenever I roll a nat 1 on a perception check they're distracted by either a butterfly or a shiny rock, depending on if they're underground or not.
Damn son, your rogue impression out here sounding Like Lucien Lechance 👌
One time I moved into position to shoot an arrow, but I couldn't help but point out that both another PC and a town guard were almost in my way. After saying that, I just for fun started chanting "NAT 1! NAT1!" I willed that sucker into being and almost killed a town guard that we were helping with an arrow in the back.
11:21 I legit am wearing pants that are almost this exact scenario. "I roll to sneak" (D20 rolled on Nat 1 image) "You tap dance loudly into a room full of orcs. They seem impressed."
Brian, thank you. I needed to be told those things at the end today. Keep bringing light to those who need it, man. You're doing the Lord's work.
I was in a campaign with another person and the DM. We were exploring a house and decided to split up to explore two different rooms. Then we heard a noise in the main room. I sprinted to my partner’s room and dual casted invisibility to hide us since we had just been in the fight. My barbarian buddy wanted to destroy whatever entered through the door so he picked up the desk in the room. He rolled a 17 so he hoisted it easily. The wolf and bandit burst through the door so he rolled attack. Nat one. He dropped the desk on his head and I had to fight off a wolf and a bandit with 1 1st level slot and one 2nd level with 2 sorcery points. I managed to charm the bandit with charm person and a little clutch rping. Still waiting for him to wake up.
The first Nat 1 story is just as good as Dimension 20’s “am I my own dad”
Fighting mind flayers. Rolled arcana to see if my character knew what they were. Nat 1.
DM: "They're Cthulhu."
Rolled a one when helping an old man push his cart up a hill…it indeed reached the top and kept going onto the other side with the old man on ot
I kept trying to climb a tree to get a view of a village being raided, I kept rolling 1 and falling off the first branch
The triple nat 1 had sunt me towards the sun
DM'd this pass weekend and all players kept rolling Nat. 1's on opening doors. Walk down a hall to a door, roll for stealthy opening, Nat. 1, breach the door and alert everything in earshot to your presence. Escape your jail cell, role for stealth, Nat. 1, throw open the door slamming against the steel bars alerting the guards to your escape. Etc.
Party comes across a dead bear in the middle of the road. I have the roll survival to determine who or what could be responsible. Player One, nat 1. "You're pretty sure the bear committed suicide."
Player Two, nat 2. "You agree with Player one."
Player Three, nat 4. "Same thing."
Player Four, 10 total. "You're sure that it wasn't a suicide. "
One of our party awkwardly hugged another to try and console them after hearing how their sister died. The DM asked them both for a hug check with performance mod - not a thing but we all thought it was great. The huggee: 2 modified to a 1. The initial hugger: nat 1. The DM proceeds to walk us through the most awkward hug we've ever experienced. This led to multiple conversations among the party about hugging. The cleric, raised in a temple her entire life, had never been hugged. So the ranger explained to her what hugging is and how to do it. DM asked the ranger for a hug roll. Natural 1. So now the cleric has learnt about hugs the worst way possible and doesn't understand why people even hug.
That evening, my sorcerer was sitting in the entrance of a cave on night watch with our NPC companion, an ancient elf spirit trapped in a decrepit golem body. He says some encouraging things about my bumbling character and what he brings to the party. My character, moved with emotion, reaches over to hug the elf golem. Hug roll from both of us. DM: 2. Bumbling sorcerer: NATURAL 1. The DM proceeded to explain how the hug was so awkward, it gave the original nat 1 hugger a nightmare about hugging that woke him to see our hug happening.
TLDR; DM spontaneously created a "hug" check that the party latched onto. The 5 hug checks that night consisted of a couple of 2s and 3 NAT 1S! Our party are apparently the WORST HUGGERS EVER.
I haven't played very long, but I do have a very small nat 1 story. Our party was in its first combat of the campaign, being attacked by some imps - one in front of each of us. I, a Paladin, dispose of mine and head towards the Fighter to assist. The imp that was in front of her rolls to attack me... and rolls a 1. The DM, my brother, then tells me to roll my sword's damage. This imp has managed to impale itself on my big ol' greatsword in its attempt to hit me, and went down immediately. Not nearly as impressive as these stories, but still a good first impression for my D&D career.
3:06 I’m in an underwater campaign right now myself!
The first one was a when you role bad but they roll even worse.
Not exactly timely, but thanks Brian. I really needed that speech at the end. ❤️
I rolled a nat 1 investigating the outside of a building taken over by goblins, then another nat 1 on stealth. So i knocked on the door.
We were in a oneshot with just me and a friend trying to learn the ropes, and partway through it we found ourselves in a small storage room and encountered a bugbear. My character readied himself for battle, but my friend, playing as a Gloomstalker Dwarf, decided to flirt with the monster, and rolled like a six. The bugbear watched as this smelly, wide-eyed hobo-dwarf trying to cat call him, got offended, and combat soon begins. The Bugbear goes first and tries to attack my friend. Nat 1. We had a table to roll whenever a nat 1 happened to flavor up critical failures, so we rolled and got "Hit nearest ally (the bugbear had none, so he'd hit himself) for double damage". We were all trying and failing to contain our laughter as our DM proceeded to roll near max damage on the poor bugbear. The bugbear, in his rage, swung his flail with such force that the ball ended up bouncing off the floor and hitting him square in the face, killing him instantly. The battle was won, without either of us having to lift a finger.
Pretty much the first thing I did in the first real dnd campaign I played in. I play a tiefling, rollerblading delivery girl ( it's a modern setting) and my first check was to get over a green light in time... nat 1 and I get hit by a car. It firmly planted her believe that cars were a mistake...
I was running a game and then the night of 1's occurs. Literally almost every single bad guy decapitates himself by rolling multiple 1's in a row.
Two in the same session (first session of a campaign):
- Rogue meets bard for the first time, decides she wants to try her new poisoner's kit on her. Nat 1 on Sleight of Hand, DM describes how the rogue drops the entire (still sealed) poison vial into the bard's drink while maintaining eye contact.
- Combat, my character scales a fort wall while the rest of the party storms the gate. My character uses her Spider Climb ability to descend on the inside, but wants to hide her vampiric nature from the others, so she tries to disguise it as a controlled fall/slide. Nat 1, she just does a face-first T-pose slide down the wall.
I was playing the "Rick and Morty" campaign (spoilers)
I was playing Jerry's Wizard character, and the other 2 players were playing Morty's and Summer's characters. After a campaign started with every player at the table getting an inspiration die in the first room for the RP and my character yelling "daddy loves you!" as he ran away like a coward while the other 2 were repeatedly torn apart and respawning in the same room full of monsters, we eventually came to a room where we have to advertise a random product to an expectant crowd. I convince the group that I should do it because of my hugely successful "Hungry for apples" campaign. Nat 1. We were chased out of the room by an angry mob as I yelled "but it was proven successful in a supercomputer simulation!"
I’m a new player and I just recently came into playing D&D. My DM was running a Curse of Strad campaign. (although I joined a little bit later) Soon our party comes across this crumbling stone tower and the ground was sorta like a small lake. (I think) The rogue of the party wanted to look around the area for anything other than the tower and rolled a Nat 20 and was described swimming through the mess like an Olympic swimmer. Meanwhile I decided my character would be curious about the stone tower since it was the most prominent thing there so I rolled to trudge through the mess as well. Nat 1. My character started to drown luckily the paladin came to save me and so when I was placed down to the side I decided my character wouldn’t just give up like that! He would try and get to the tower again so I rolled again. Another Nat 1. More drowning ensues before having to get saved, again. And that’s how my party attached one of those leases you can use for children to my Druid!
I was the DM and we were playing a small steampunk TTRPG. One of the players was playing a gnome and one of the others was playing a large merman style race. The group was trying to get past a pair of gunners holding a staircase. There was a large hole in the ceiling to the next level and so they decided to toss the gnome through the hole so they could attack from above. The merman rolls to toss and you guessed it, Nat 1. So instead of tossing the little gnome through the gigantic hole in the ceiling he tossed him into the hard ceiling hard enough to cause damage. Even though we are playing a different game now, we still joke about tossing the gnome.
This happened just 2 nights ago. I am new to DnD and playing Jaern Autumntail, my Kitsune Sorcerer, for a 2nd practice oneshot with an upcoming campaign group. After a Long Rest in an abandoned palace, the party woke and DM asked us to roll Perception. My party felt like they were being watched and stood alert, while I rolled a Nat 1... My character remained asleep and totally oblivious.
Soon we were asked to roll initiative and I rolled low. A Fighter NPC strikes first landing a Sneak Attack with its greataxe on my still-sleeping Kitsune, who was instantly KO'd by a max damage roll. Before further combat, a mysterious figure calls the fighter back and apologizing for their excessive use of force. A party member looks towards my Kitsune on death's door and says in a deep southern accent "We may wanna' help out the fox boy, he's lookin' mighty rough."
TLDR: My Kitsune Sorcerer got 1-hit KO'd in his sleep by a sneak attack from rolling Nat 1 perception. This was the first time I had a character hit 0 hp.
Added Bonus: *This was no oneshot.* After we finished, my DM said "I hope you all enjoyed session 1!" I was dead silent, now knowing that embarrassing KO was now canon...
He bit the wall - Nat 20 STR but NAT 1 Perception...
My god this cake is stale...
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Playing that 5e published Tiamat adventure. I forget what it's called. Trying to sneak our way into the Tiamat cult base. Playing a Dragonborn wizard.
Me: *Slowly removes glasses* Do you know how I am?
NPC: No
Me: I'm lord Carnevash. High priest of the dragon cult in Neverwinter. I demand to see your leader at once. *Rolls intimidate...1*
Honestly expected far worse results but she was new to DMing
I entered a random city for the first time. I roll to look around for anything interesting. Rolled a 1. My character walked directly into a lamp post.
The first proper game of dnd I played me and my friends were fighting some bug bears and my friend a monk, tried to hit one in the back of the head and say "I like your cut G" and he nat 1 and smacked himself in the face and knocked himself out, a extra bit of this story later on we all got put into a arena with no weapons and had to fight a enemy in a 1v5 and after a point I decide to run behind the monk and yell "I like you cut G" and instead of a nat 1 I got a 20 and smacked him so hard I knock him
("The Dark Eye" system, in which low rolls are better. So a 20 is a crit fail. Also most non-combat actions require 3 rolls on different base stats that play into it.)
I'll never forget how I started a session pissed at my dice. We were preparing to ambush a bandit hideout in an old castle ruin after they had kidnapped the lord we were on a hunting trip with last session. I had the first roll of the evening, trying to climb the wall for a vantage point. All three dice land on a nat 20. For reference, 2 nat 20s in the same ability check make it a crit fail. I had all 3. A large stone rocks loose above and falls, slamming me back down to the ground and dealing basically all my HP in damage, pinning me there.
Pretty bad, huh? Don't worry, it gets worse. I can't free myself like this, so the rest of the party has to lift the stone off me with a simple strength check. First one tries. Nat 20. You're kidding me, right? Can someone else try? Good. WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY ROLLED A CRIT FAIL TOO?
By the time the the third guy barely succeeded their check, I was pretty much done with the session. Almost dead before the encounter due to dice karma on the very first rolls of the session, with the camp now alerted to us, and no preparation on our end... So I downed my emergency instant health potion (which is so strong that on top of a full heal, you're immune to all state-altering substances for the next 24 hours, even other healing potions) and stormed in. But at least I got to chuck the setting's alchemical equivalent to a tear gas grenade at the bandits and mow down several of them, so I got that going for me...
In the campaign we're about to wrap up, two characters have a magical blight on them that can only be cured with greater restoration, only problem being we're level 10 and the bard multi-classed so he has no 5th level spell slots to fix the issue. As a result every night the afflicted PC's have to make a DC 16 con save or the disease progresses, our Samurai Fighter named Sen is one of these PC's and is one failed save away from death due to the disease as a result I started joking to him that he had to roll to see if he would have a heart attack with the only way to fail is with a Nat 1, Sen obliges as he thought it'd be funny but ended up rolling that Nat 1 in the middle of dead silence causes the whole table to erupt into laughter. Thankfully the DM didn't take that as an actual save but now every so often someone will ask Sen to make a heart attack save.
Dungeon crawl
I picked up a chair to smack a goblin i rolled a 1 the chair broke as i was doing a overhead swing took 4 damage 3 bludgeoning 1 physic cause wounded pride
I once rolled a nat 1 to decide if my undead character could eat cake or not. A year and a half later and they still find themself completely unable to eat due to a poor role.
Distracting a demonette by straight up flirting. This was basically because my bard showed up late to a fight where the party was getting wrecked in, so I was distracting her so that they could get away.
When it comes time for me to leave, the DM tells me to roll for Charisma to convince the Demonette that I need to go but I'll be back soon...
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My party and I had to hide a goblin body inside a pile of humanoid corpses. Simple, right? My character, a dwarf cleric, rolls a nat 20 for mining, but a nat 1 for stealth. He then proceeded to calmly drag the corpse to the corner of the cave, then squish and rend him into his component atoms. The goblins outside were very confused about the drilling and crunching noises coming from said cave.
Welp there is one nat 1 that I remember that was hilarious. Our warrior did not saw the open dor right in fron of him. Yes it was ruin and we were serching for door, but right before him rouge found those doors. SO it was just hillarious. "I did not saw that gaping hole in the wall!".
Well my group is called the seven deadly sins
In recent memory:
Tried to pick a jailers back pocket.
Rolled a 1.
Ended up seductively messaging his posterior.
I was running curse of strahd
I ruled that nat 1 attacks during combat resulted in rerolling the same attack against something friendly to the attacker.
During the final fight against strahd he went for a claw attack that if hit would grapple the barbarian to bite for the next, nat 1, with nothing friendly to him in range he rolled to accidentally hit himself, nat 20. So I proceeded to describe as Strahd missed the attack and punched himself in the junk
We were at a DM workshop (everyone getting a turn to DM one combat-cycle). One of my favorite players (he will be our future DM in his upcoming homebrew campaign) was taking his turn, and I got disadvantage attack roll for standing on a pile of rubble. I rolled a 2. I wasn’t going to roll again, since I knew i can’t get it. The temporary DM says, “You must roll again. What if you get a nat 1?” So I rolled again, Nat 1. I fell prone xD
In a space campaign (see a previous post) the party went underground in what appeared too be a giant abandoned ship. The Russian Heavy character got blindsided by a small bat like creature that lands on his face he goes to punch "nat 1". He punches with all his might but the thing just moves he nails himself right in the face and is knocked out for half an hour. TLDR heavy gets startled by a bat knocks himself out.
Back when I was in high school, one of my friends made a TTRPG, it a simple thing made to be played during lunch. Everyone more or less used pre-made characters, no back stories, and encounters were random and pulled from a deck. I think I don't exactly remember the mechanics, but I remember a few key moments of stupidity with nat 1s and nat 20s
There was one time I rolled several Nat 1s in a row. I was a Samuria, and used my skill Banzi charge, nat 1 so I tripped and fell on my face. Next turn I went to go swing at an enemy, nat 1, so my character lost his grip on his katana and it went flying across the room. Next turn I pull out my wakizashi and try to charge again. Another nat 1, this time I managed to stab myself in the foot as I drop my sword. Finally my character gets fed up and just yeets his sword and the enemy. Finally managed to hit and kill it.
my most recent one : our party enters a suspicious room, so we roll investigation, as i get a 19 i realise one of the doors is sketchy, and probably trapped. as i got the highest score, i got to roll first to try and inspect the trap. nat 1. to understand how the trap works i decided to grab the handle, and turn it. got stabbed with a poisonous spike, dropped inconcious after taking dmgs. that was 2 hours in our first session with nex caracters
Had the hobo bard failed to get drunk, because they wanted to fail the roll but not only passed the saving throw, but smashed it by like 20 (a different system where doubles exploded, and she got like 4 different rolls over the save she needed.) She wasn't very happy, but stayed sober when the fey came a calling.
Okay for context, I'm playing a shapeshifting, demon cat thing, (idk it was my first time, and I kinda came up with it on the fly) we're in a battle. Won't be exact words, mostly cause I don't fully remember, but enjoy.
Me: I turn into my butterfly form and try to fly away from this whole situation
DM: Roll for transforming, and roll for fleeing
Me: *Rolls a 15 on becoming a butterfly and a nat 1 on flying away*
DM: ...The gods above smite you with a bolt of lightning, AND YOU HURL DOWN TO THE GROUND IN A BALL OF FIRE.
I somehow survived, but was back on 1HP (Which I had JUST been healed from after being on 1HP since near the start of my time joining lol)
First 5e campaign. I was playing a HALFLING RANGER. So turns out this mayor of this halfling village is also a halfling and he's turned evil for some reason, I believe it's because of the influence of a cursed demonic dagger he had. He's barricaded the bottom floor of his home and is upstairs. My Half Orc buddy tosses me to the second floor window and I burst in. Half Orc buddy begins beaking through the bottom doors to come help. I rush up to attack the Mayor. Nat 1. The halfling mayor fights back with his dagger. Nat 1. I take another swing. Nat 1. We are stumbling all over desks and slipping on strewn papers trying to get at one another. Finally half orc bursts through the second floor door. And one-shots the mayor with his greataxe... So about 30 minutes later I look back at my Character sheet and remember I have the Lucky racial trait... And so too should the Mayor. We still have a laugh about it from time to time.
12:31 to be fed a pickle
One of my players had a javelin of back biting. Rolls a one, triggering the back biting. Then he rolls a 20 and crits himself. Took half his hps in one shot :)
Once we had the wizard and the paladin clearly flirting with each others. The wizard roll a deception check to not get a red face. She rolled a nat 1, and 0 after applying the modifier. Her face was now a Tomato. Than the paladin roll for insight. An other nat 1 and 0 with modifier. She didnt even realized while kissing her that her lover turned into a tomato.
I had two nat 1s in the same session, I apparently slipped in rotten pickle mush the first time. The second time gecko spit
For my first ever game, my character, Briask the awakened ragdoll rogue, wanted to take the horse of the attacking "heroes" and ride off with it for a ways, leaving the party one horse less and thus cutting their chances to escape our encampment. My first roll, ever, outside of initiative, was a nat one. Sigh. The DM played it off as me successfully jumping on the horses back but failing to control it via animal handling so it ended up with me in a rodeo. It was a nice distraction but that was about it. Poor Briask. There he is, eyes did eopen in horror, tail floofed to its maximum, claws dug deep into the saddle, teeth tight on the reins as this horse is bucking about.
So school doesn’t exist? WOOOO
The last story would be better if they opened it a tiny bit but the door just fell off
The fist time I ever played DnD I chose to be a Human Rogue, True Neutral. At some point we went into a town, the only notable thing about this town was its general store, so while the rest of the party was milling around outside I went in to ask the manager if he had seen the guy that we were looking for. Almost immediately into my calm and collected conversation with the manager, a giant half dragon race ( I forget which one) bursts into the room planning to rob the store. I tell her no, and after some back and forth she swings her axe at me, Nat 1, and I rolled a 17 for a dodge ( I wanted to). She proceeded to miss me and accidentally chopped of the manager head. It’s gets even funnier when she rolled perception to find the hidden safe in the room, couldn’t find it, and my rogue saw it instantly.
The first game of a Friend Game, rolled 1 for my first roll, while stealthy getting over a wall while hunting down a guy from my backstory. Face planted so loud that I almost got myself and my buddy caught. Guy wasn’t there too, but I laughed my ass off when I ate it.
One of my first times playing I was messing with my DM, so I "ate sand to determine if this was reality" failed the constitution check and was left by everybody else
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I knew I recognized that non accent...!
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Honestly. Most of the time I hate extreme nat1 moments. Its immersion breaking. Instantly makes any "serious" campaign, feel like a goofy one-shot where we're all supposed to bring out silliest characters with puntastic names. In those types of one-shots, its fine. But when a level 17 badass suddenly becomes Pee-wee Herman from a nat1... its just... lame.
Imagine if in LOTR, if Legolas grabbed onto the Oliphaunts tusk, leaped to its front leg, then to its back leg, proceeded climbed up that leg, killed 5 orcs with ease, grabbed a rope attached to it, swung down to the Oliphaunts belly, cut the rope keeping the platform all the other orcs are on and as it slides off killing those orcs, he uses it to pull himself up onto the back of the creature, fires 3 simultaneous arrows into its head, then as the creature falls, he slides down its trunk... only rather than landing on his feet and being a total badass. He rolled a Nat1 on his final acrobatics check and careens off the trunk, tumbles through the air and lands flat on his face taking 2d6 damage and dropping his bow 20ft away for good measure. All while Gimli laughs his balls off.
Is it funny? Oh, absolutely. Does it fit in a serious epic adventure during a mass combat encounter? Not in the SLIGHTEST.
This happened today! I rolled a Nat 1 to punch the BBEG in the balls… So, my character, just???? Fondled… the balls. Of a skeleton/ghost. And the BBEG was so baffled that they just gave up. After the mini campaign I rolled to see if my character was into it and… a Nat 1 on a wisdom save. He was into it. That character also pissed himself at least four times in that campaign, it was quite a trip.
When my current group started our first session, the party was going to a castle to get a job from a local Lord. When they were inside the keep, my brother asks to make a perception check to look around, forgetting he had a 6 wisdom. He rolled a natural 1, with a -2 to perception meaning the first roll of the entire campaign was a negative number. I ended up ruling that he went temporarily blind, deaf, and promptly fell down the stairs. 10 minutes in and things were already going well
Wooooh I love these 2nd best one of the series