The millennia old Plasmoid Warlock, the Warforge Artificer who was trying to find and destroy their creator, and I (the orphaned Githyanki Rogue from another dimension) managed to make a war forklift that we called The Warklift, with rockets, multiple platforms, a working retractable drill/battering ram, oil slicks, and other crazy James Bond type stuff. We eventually used it to defeat the final boss, a group of ghosts who controlled the city. There weren't even supposed to be forklifts in the game, as we were in the world of Magic the Gathering, but the Plasmoid rolled a Nat 20 to find an escape vehicle while fleeing a building after we had teleported too much dirt onto the roof to assassinate a crime lord bank owner. THIS WASN'T EVEN THE WEIRDEST THING THAT'S HAPPENED AT OUR TABLE!
Really good DMing too. They saw how important the Jerry meme was to the party, and worked it into an epically climatic finish that the players will remember forever.
I just want to say I have barely started the video and I appreciate you using the Elwynn forest music from world of warcraft, a really does suit the vibe of doing the dumbest things possible by running into a pack of murlocs thinking you will survive against two of them.
Dumbest thing I allowed was in a City of Mist session (that sadly didn’t become a campaign), where I allowed people to have their Mythos be anything. So one of my players made their Mythos literally everything from video games. I gave the go-ahead.
@@Phobic_Nova They had stuff from DOOM, Legend of Zelda, etc. In context, you’re supposed to have your Mythos be a single person, generally one from myth or public domain media, e.g., Cu Chulainn, Heracles, or King Arthur.
I combined Spectral Hand and Chill Touch (no one at the table, DM included, knew that Chill Touch did not do cold damage) The "bad touch" was a favorite disjoint in combat.
Ngl, the ejaculate to interrupt casting sounds so disgustingly funny 😂 like a casters preparing to cast a high level spell and you just reaction blow a load, stunning the caster completely from the sheer audacity and shock
My DM once gave us a not so well thought out joke item. A spellcasting focus in the form a little paper card (later revealed to be supposed be a UNO card) that would reverse the effect of _any_ spell you tried to cast with it. Needless to say this was exremely op and with a little bit of "creative" application of the rules and a bit of semantics it turned the spell "mending" into the single greatest damage spell in the entire game, amongst a ton of other ridiculous applications for different spells.
We were in a campaign based heavily on Castlevania. BBEG is a reoccurring great evil with a tower of doom that can house more space than it takes up, which were separated into floors like a video game. The DM made a homebrew orb housing a spirit. The spirit, when summoned, could stay out forever until the player that summoned it went down or dismissed it. Its gimmick was that it would build up energy as it moved and, when it attacked, the built up energy would discharge... There was no cap on it. Because the spirit could fly *and* interact with physical objects, we usually had it zipping up to high and low places to grab stuff we saw in the distance. We were also in a mountainous area so it would give people rides to and fro to progress. No enemies in sight so energy just keeps building up and up. A few sessions later and the player whose character possesses the orb wants to see what kind of damage it can do and has hit his breaking point so he decides to give it a test run on an empty spot. The DM has been keeping track of how much it moved this whole time and... it was large enough to vaporize the floor we were on, the water level we came from, and the two areas adjacent to it (ice level and undead level)
My 1dm allowed us to have a Macy's box. You press the button and would have to specifically tell the Macy's what you wanted them to do. They had a chance of killing you if you told them something too complicated
The group was captured and thrown into a slave camp. All of us but one took one approach to escape, the remaining person was determined to break out the front gate. He took off ALL of his clothes (so he didn't look like a prisoner) and he was naked sneaking around. Any time after that the DM said he gets a bonus to stealth when he was completely naked, he was playing a caster.
was playing a game that was homebrewed by our dm, this world had a excess of giant turtles and tortoises to a point were now all privately owned properties were built and existed on giant tortoises and turtles. these animals are about 50 feet tall but body was the space typically between 2 acres to 25 acres. these things got huge. back on track i was playing bard who had a few levels in wizard using light based illusion magic to enhance my musicale shows and performances. we had come to a town after successfully killing a dragon and its undead friends. we came to a tavern and out of character i said "would it be funny if i rolled to flirt with this tortise(yes theirs differences and im using the right animal.). my dm said immediately, "ok roll charisma" and i was flabbier ghosted. now this dm had a rule that what dm said was final, so when i maid my plea on how i was joking he wasn't budging. so i rolled. natural f---ing 20 with modifiers i got a 22. mind you i only needed a 16 to successfully flirt. he looked me in the face with a grin and said "you approach this taverns tortoise, in passing you mention how you think it scales are beautiful in color. the tortoise then looks at you and compliments your eyes." i went with it cause why not so i said "thanks, these eyes only like to look at beautiful things, its their favorite kind of treat after a long fought journey" the tortoise then said "well aren't you just a sweet heart, care to give this salty old gal some sugar honey?" i was then told to roll con to see if i could resist this um, tortoises charms. a natural F____ING 1. que the next 5 minutes of our dm explain how the tavern was violently shook as if a cat 8 earthquake had hit it as me and this giant tortoise maid unholy, ungodly love. apparently at the end the love making was so good she wanted a second date. i was then given a "love of a giants blessing" witch gave me a pointless +1 to my charisma. thank god it was a one shot and thank god we were only passing through.
I sadly never got to use it since the he died and the campaign was abandoned, by the DM (my dad, may his soul and the souls of all the faithfully departed through the mercy of God rest in peace amen.) approved of my Necromancer making a Guts Golem similar to the preexisting Bone golem. Now its primary attack would be Spew acid but it also had a Kidney Stone punch that had extra range since intestines are stretchy. If you landed a hit on the golem, you had to make a con save against puking. I think there was also a Bloating effect which was basically Enlarge that slightly reduced AC and made whoever landed the killing blow while the golem was bloated have to make a con save at disadvantage, but I could be misremembering that one.
My dm let our level 20 wizard polymorph himself into a replacement engine for the busted engine of our spaceship. The ship still crashed and he died as an engine.
My DM introduced Khyber crystals in a medieval fantasy setting. Each crystal had two spells and a cantrip for free and with basically unlimited charges. how many did each player had? 9 crystals. EACH player had 9 crystals. That made combat into a slog, and because there was so much info, nobody bothered using them after a while.
Our Artificer pulled a Frankenstein. Illithid tadpole in a jar + turning said jar into an Awakened Mind + brain of deceased adventurer = baby Intellect Devourer. Repeat six times. One of them turned out to be a little special, due to damage suffered by the brain. It named itself Yam and immediately and happily declared the party friends. Yam may be kind of dumb by Devourer standards, but that just means that it can communicate with regular people and translate to the other six, who last we saw were busy learning to be a supercomputer.
One of the characters was a female rogue with a 6 wisdom. She was an absolute epicenter of chaos, by doing almost nothing. DM allowed the player to make a custom magic item as long as the power it had was minimal (nothing that could do damage, cast powerful spells, create deadly poisons). They made an infinite roll of duct tape. After that point people were frequently found taped to walls and furniture with all their valuables missing.
My GM allowed me to cast blink and place my sword inside the enemy's head. In his own words "Since matter can't overlap his head explodes almost instantly" he was only at about 10hp but it was a really cool time. I was 14 at the time and it was all of our first campaigns
My dm gave me a yoyo that allowed me to push or pull an enemy upon a successful attack as well has thorned dagger that triggered a grapple check on a successful hit. My 1' 10" mousefolk gremlined on to an enemy commanded and latched with the thorned dagger. Grappled. Then with my extra attack, used the yoyo to looney toons pull him 10 feet into the air. We both slammed into the ceiling of the room we were in and took fall damage.
The werewolf one reminded me of one of the few good things that happened from a poor table. One of the players had to take care of a younger relative on short notice, so we told him to bring the kid along. we'll bust out some movies or toys for him, and we'll all watch him together while having our session. We get into a fight that includes a mind-controlled werewolf, when the kid who we thought wasn't paying attention suggested trying to placate the werewolf by scratching it behind an ear. The DM permitted it with an animal handling check, and as long as the player who gave it a try kept giving up their turn to make these checks, he and the Werewolf were essentially mutually out of the fight. This lasted somewhere between 5 and 10 Rounds until a check was failed, which the DM described as discovering a burr in his fur and tugging on it too hard. The werewolf then proceeded to maul the party member who had wronged him so seriously, but that only lasted one round before the other enemies were defeated and DM decided the mind control was broken. Not only that, but after the idea succeeded for the first time, the kid asked if the werewolf was doing the little leg kick thing, and the DM promised that if we succeeded by enough on a roll, it would start doing it. We didn't pull it off.
We were rampaging through a mind flayer hive. We were level 13. We came to an no win encounter - Elder brain + serval mind flayers. About half a year earlier, irl, the DM gave me a bag of devouring. As a last resort I tried popping said bag of devouring on the elder brain. No rolls, good bye elder brain. In hindsight this saved us from a campaign ending tpk.
I was the DM. My Radiant Citadel party wanted to do a heist, so I designed a heist. It quickly went places that I did not expect it to go. One of the characters decided kidnap an orc robber baron, cause him to develop Stockholm Syndrome, and he now lives in their basement. I do not regret allowing it, because I had him help them fight a Demon Lord's army in the Abyss later. I also do not regret allowing them to literally steal multiple mansions with the help of the local rebel group in the same heist. Or letting them use a portion of that money for their base exclusively...which resulted in them having a giant transforming robot. Why don't I regret it? Because it let me give them a massive eldritch abomination to fight using the giant robot. Allowing dumb things now can lead to epic things later. At least it does at my table.
I once True Polymorphed myself into Godzilla and actually got to be 300 feet tall with a breath weapon that did either fire, lightning, or radiant damage (whichever was most effective)
One time the DM allowed me to Unalive a massively plot important NPC, Tim, without the rest of the Party's knowledge; under the condition that I don't get found out later. I forget why I wanted to do it, I just remember that my Character was a Tabaxi Hexblade that I really enjoyed playing as, but decided to retire after that campaign. Whenever Tim was brought up, I would be rolling my dice, and passing off my Con/Wis/Cha (Whichever felt more appropriate for the given scenario) Saving Rolls as "Cat Stuff". Didn't have to explain any further for about three sessions after that, and eventually did by saying "Too many tassel, and dangly bits" in reference to the typical fashion of the area we were in. Wasn't really a problem for me, but it worked. We managed to make it through the Campaign through some alternative the DM came up with, and were celebrating. My character wasn't really one for parties, so he just went up to the cliffs, and looked out over the sea. I then reached into a secret pocket in my jacket's lining, and pulled out a ring; it was from Tim. As part of my Pact, every so often I have to toss items of great enough importance of people I unalive into a "well" via a small portal to the Shadowfell. My guy tossed it in like he was making a wish, and the others thought I got it from the BBEG. It would later be revealed during a night just hanging out, going over a Campaign in the making, and our DM commented to me "Just don't Unalive the 'chosen one' this time." and I responded with "I've learned that Unaliving people is such an easy way out. I have better solutions now.". Not understanding what we were talking about, we both told them what I did to Tim, how I did it, that it happened soon after they left, and I was able to hide it so well with "Cat Stuff". Instantly catching on to the bit, the guy who asked about my "random" dice rolling slammed his face into the ottoman and screamed.
I’m running a osr sci-fi game and the ship captain is a sentient furball like cousin it who sells antique lamps, we have this fun game where I break the lamps and they replenish and try to protect the lamps.
Mm. Zombie T-Rex behind a magical door. My plan? Use my basic ass magical stick to hold the door. It's magic, so, it can't break. The T-rex's neck... that broke.
In two campaigns at once. I try to summon a black hole using a campaign specific homebrew spell. DM tells me "It fails, and if you want to use it again you're gonna have to get a blessing from a god." Get the blessing from the other DM. Repeat.
Just a couple hours ago I let our Cleric, who had been knocked prone by a mastiff, cast Cure Wounds on another character by touching him with her foot before standing up. I laughed so hard that I had to allow it. I encourage that kind of nonsense
mty dm during a dungeon crawl let my tanger charm an 8 foot tall taruntula as a ridanle mount. our cleric who is afraid of spiders said "can i change classes to sorcerer to put a magic missle up the rangers ass?"
The dumbest thing I’ve allowed is allowing the players to bribe of information from a boss that they had to fight later on in the campaign (they didn’t know yet and were underleveled to fight) the thing they used was fricking cheesecakes they rolled a 17 on how much she liked it with disadvantage.
So, Kogmar Hearthflame (My kobold Artificer) was in the town hall of this small city on this island. Another player who I’m going to call Jim decided to go (without anyone else’s opinion or input) gather a 200 orc army to destroy this small town. Kogmar had a spell wrought tattoo he’d made for himself for the catapult spell, so he looked for something to throw that could kill a lot of orcs. Meanwhile OOC me and Jim were going at it he was trying to convince the town guard to give up and join his army, FROM BEHIND THE BLASTED TOWN’S WALL! So I was arguing saying they wouldn’t be able to hear him, and he was obviously thinking he could do it. In character Kogmar found a bucket, and a barrel that was full of rat poison(this was a farming village so they had problems with mice and rats). he filled the bucket about halfway and carried it up to the wall where all the nonsense was happening, and catapulted the bucket after poking a few small holes in the bottom. Now the bucket sprayed the poison all over the orcs poisoning 19 of them, and the bucket crashed into one killing him. Kogmar watches as the poisoned orcs flailed and died beneath his benevolent gaze. OOC again Jim was PISSED the guy tried and failed to tell me I couldn’t use the spell like that, and blah blah blah. In the end I won that argument and he lost 10% of his OP army to an angry kobold with a bucket. This was level one and the campaign died soon after, I hope you read this and laugh.
Here is a question. Magic missile can be stopped by the shield spell. Eldrick blast is a force damage like the magic missile. Should the shield spell stop Eldritch blast as well? The shield spell was written way back in first edition to counter the magic missile spell.
i was a wildfire druid, so i asked if i could put my wildfire spirit in my pet spider IT WAS A BLAST what i effectively had was a spider with a telepathic connection (so basically a master spy, a tiny creature with climbing AND flight, if i triggered the wildfire spirit... but i always forgot about the latter), it was ruled it looked like an ember by default (think campfire that just got put out) so it could be used for intimidation... this all sounds overpowered, but i must mention i am NOT good at dnd, and generally goof off a lot, so it ended up being fun for everyone (iirc)!
There's isn't enough space in a comment to even cover the dumb stuff I've green lit. Dumbest thing I recently allowed was during a halloween one shot that was silly with some serious undertones. It was based off a video by Puffin Forest (I think). A Lich needed help after transforming all the towns children who entered into his lair into monsters. The players were a pair of dwarf brothers in full plate mail. The first encounter in the liche's lair was (I think) a minotaur and a troll. They decided they didn't want to fight and were going to sneak by... in full plate... with no ranks in hide or move silently. They're basically just stomping across the middle of the room, while singing, actually singing! The monsters (transformed children, one was 5 and the other was 8) just stared at them in confusion as they stomped across the room. One of the brothers saw the monsters looking at them and shouts at them in a heavy scottish accent: "Ya cannae see us! It's Dwarvish Stealth." I let them get away with it, deciding the poor kids were just too confused by what was happening to mess with them.
Allowing one player's character to come off as a bit of an ahole towards another player, the party or even the npc's and get away with it even when unprovoked. a handful of my campaigns involved that one guy (for the sake of retellings shall be called J) who was using his character in roleplay to be an asshole towards me and my character for a few years across multiple campaigns ranging from steeling my characters stuff, threatening/blackmailing/scapegoating my characters and berating both mine and my characters opinions and ideas for planning that involved the party, at that time I tried to tell J right in front of the DM in a nice and polite way multiple times to please stop targeting me like that to no avail. after J pulled his final stunt where he out of the blue attacked and killed my character (with no death saves) after a hard won battle because I apparently am at fault for not dealing enough damage to kill an enemy that ended up killing the friendly npc that J was super attached to that then fled the battle, when we were leaving after the season left I verbally exploded all my pent anger at J and actively avoided ever playing in a campaign with him again. And thoughout all that time the Dm's allowed it because this is highschool and a bit of pvp drama is allowed so long as it doesn't interrupt other groups playing their games. TLDR I learned the hard way don't play dnd in a group with another ahole player who targets you and a Dm that doesn't intervene to stop it.
ok so.. this wasnt so much as "greenlite" as it was not thinking consequences through.. (and sadly the game ended before i got to use the stratagy).. i had a winged tiefling hexblood bloodhunter who used crossbows. my dm let me aquire a vehical called "bobbing lilypad" the lilypad is a 10 foot by 10 foot pad with a swim speed, walk speed, and flight speed of 20ft... the important parts is the flight speed and the 10foot size.. since im a flying ranged character i could fly the pad up somewhere then fly off the pad and shoot at an enemy then land back on the pad and have full cover... and it moves with my... yeah... it was the dm's first time so i had to tell her i wouldnt do that too often. lol
my dm for cos campaign allowed our rouge in plane sight of the enemy to hide in a bush it would've been fine if the Bush wasn't right infront of the enemy and they could see the rouge jump into said bush our rouge is a goblin small creature sure but I mean I challenge you not notice a 3 foot person crouching in a bush infront of you right infront of you (they are a new dm)
That river story... so you couldn't swim the river, so you had to bypass, but several characters landed short and had to be saved... by the guy who has the most armour check penalties to swim of the entire party... from a scenario you said couldn't be swam due to strong current... by swimming out to drowning players?
My character had par core in his backstory. Soooo, my idiot ADHD brain decided to try and par core up a tower that has no ground entrance. The rest of the party climbed plat vines, ropes or flew (sarcastic comment:"stupid druids"). DM tried to say no but I pointed out the par core backstory bit. so he had me roll athletics at disadvantage; he was a jerk. I got two nat 20s and ended up with like a 36. So after an argument were the party backed me up against him...I ignored gravity and walked up the wall of the Tower. Our party didn't survive after that because of the DM being a jerk and then COVID lock down being the final nail.
Okay that door one was 100% a good decision. It sounds like both the players and the DM enjoy the mechanic and…. Well… they killed what they killed. (Trying not to spoil it)
The millennia old Plasmoid Warlock, the Warforge Artificer who was trying to find and destroy their creator, and I (the orphaned Githyanki Rogue from another dimension) managed to make a war forklift that we called The Warklift, with rockets, multiple platforms, a working retractable drill/battering ram, oil slicks, and other crazy James Bond type stuff. We eventually used it to defeat the final boss, a group of ghosts who controlled the city. There weren't even supposed to be forklifts in the game, as we were in the world of Magic the Gathering, but the Plasmoid rolled a Nat 20 to find an escape vehicle while fleeing a building after we had teleported too much dirt onto the roof to assassinate a crime lord bank owner. THIS WASN'T EVEN THE WEIRDEST THING THAT'S HAPPENED AT OUR TABLE!
There's a reason we call our group ADHD&D. And I didn't even mention the bean and cheese taco that sent a player to space a couple campaigns before.
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The Jerry one was amazingly hilarious. How to make someone a lagindary person in one day.
Really good DMing too. They saw how important the Jerry meme was to the party, and worked it into an epically climatic finish that the players will remember forever.
I just want to say I have barely started the video and I appreciate you using the Elwynn forest music from world of warcraft, a really does suit the vibe of doing the dumbest things possible by running into a pack of murlocs thinking you will survive against two of them.
Dumbest thing I allowed was in a City of Mist session (that sadly didn’t become a campaign), where I allowed people to have their Mythos be anything. So one of my players made their Mythos literally everything from video games. I gave the go-ahead.
_what happened_
To be fair, there IS a pregen character that has a pretty similar concept, just abstracted into more 'generic video game-y' to avoid lawsuits
@@Phobic_Nova They had stuff from DOOM, Legend of Zelda, etc.
In context, you’re supposed to have your Mythos be a single person, generally one from myth or public domain media, e.g., Cu Chulainn, Heracles, or King Arthur.
The character was basically a min-maxed mess with no cohesiveness.
I combined Spectral Hand and Chill Touch (no one at the table, DM included, knew that Chill Touch did not do cold damage) The "bad touch" was a favorite disjoint in combat.
The sorcerer's getting two spells per turn thing infuriates me for some reason 💀
Good thing you didnt watch the first season of Critical role
Ngl, the ejaculate to interrupt casting sounds so disgustingly funny 😂 like a casters preparing to cast a high level spell and you just reaction blow a load, stunning the caster completely from the sheer audacity and shock
My DM once gave us a not so well thought out joke item.
A spellcasting focus in the form a little paper card (later revealed to be supposed be a UNO card) that would reverse the effect of _any_ spell you tried to cast with it.
Needless to say this was exremely op and with a little bit of "creative" application of the rules and a bit of semantics it turned the spell "mending" into the single greatest damage spell in the entire game, amongst a ton of other ridiculous applications for different spells.
We were in a campaign based heavily on Castlevania. BBEG is a reoccurring great evil with a tower of doom that can house more space than it takes up, which were separated into floors like a video game. The DM made a homebrew orb housing a spirit. The spirit, when summoned, could stay out forever until the player that summoned it went down or dismissed it. Its gimmick was that it would build up energy as it moved and, when it attacked, the built up energy would discharge... There was no cap on it.
Because the spirit could fly *and* interact with physical objects, we usually had it zipping up to high and low places to grab stuff we saw in the distance. We were also in a mountainous area so it would give people rides to and fro to progress. No enemies in sight so energy just keeps building up and up. A few sessions later and the player whose character possesses the orb wants to see what kind of damage it can do and has hit his breaking point so he decides to give it a test run on an empty spot. The DM has been keeping track of how much it moved this whole time and... it was large enough to vaporize the floor we were on, the water level we came from, and the two areas adjacent to it (ice level and undead level)
My 1dm allowed us to have a Macy's box. You press the button and would have to specifically tell the Macy's what you wanted them to do. They had a chance of killing you if you told them something too complicated
The group was captured and thrown into a slave camp. All of us but one took one approach to escape, the remaining person was determined to break out the front gate. He took off ALL of his clothes (so he didn't look like a prisoner) and he was naked sneaking around. Any time after that the DM said he gets a bonus to stealth when he was completely naked, he was playing a caster.
was playing a game that was homebrewed by our dm, this world had a excess of giant turtles and tortoises to a point were now all privately owned properties were built and existed on giant tortoises and turtles. these animals are about 50 feet tall but body was the space typically between 2 acres to 25 acres. these things got huge.
back on track i was playing bard who had a few levels in wizard using light based illusion magic to enhance my musicale shows and performances. we had come to a town after successfully killing a dragon and its undead friends. we came to a tavern and out of character i said "would it be funny if i rolled to flirt with this tortise(yes theirs differences and im using the right animal.).
my dm said immediately, "ok roll charisma" and i was flabbier ghosted. now this dm had a rule that what dm said was final, so when i maid my plea on how i was joking he wasn't budging. so i rolled.
natural f---ing 20 with modifiers i got a 22. mind you i only needed a 16 to successfully flirt.
he looked me in the face with a grin and said
"you approach this taverns tortoise, in passing you mention how you think it scales are beautiful in color. the tortoise then looks at you and compliments your eyes."
i went with it cause why not so i said "thanks, these eyes only like to look at beautiful things, its their favorite kind of treat after a long fought journey"
the tortoise then said "well aren't you just a sweet heart, care to give this salty old gal some sugar honey?"
i was then told to roll con to see if i could resist this um, tortoises charms. a natural F____ING 1.
que the next 5 minutes of our dm explain how the tavern was violently shook as if a cat 8 earthquake had hit it as me and this giant tortoise maid unholy, ungodly love. apparently at the end the love making was so good she wanted a second date. i was then given a "love of a giants blessing" witch gave me a pointless +1 to my charisma.
thank god it was a one shot and thank god we were only passing through.
Only +1?
Said this in another video;
Allowed me to do the Infinite Wish Glitch (despite telling them on multiple occasions they can just say "no").
The dragon Kobold is a fantastic narrative idea that I am so stealing.
I sadly never got to use it since the he died and the campaign was abandoned, by the DM (my dad, may his soul and the souls of all the faithfully departed through the mercy of God rest in peace amen.) approved of my Necromancer making a Guts Golem similar to the preexisting Bone golem. Now its primary attack would be Spew acid but it also had a Kidney Stone punch that had extra range since intestines are stretchy. If you landed a hit on the golem, you had to make a con save against puking. I think there was also a Bloating effect which was basically Enlarge that slightly reduced AC and made whoever landed the killing blow while the golem was bloated have to make a con save at disadvantage, but I could be misremembering that one.
0:16 it's funny that they recently made that into a class in pathfinder
My dm let our level 20 wizard polymorph himself into a replacement engine for the busted engine of our spaceship. The ship still crashed and he died as an engine.
My DM introduced Khyber crystals in a medieval fantasy setting. Each crystal had two spells and a cantrip for free and with basically unlimited charges. how many did each player had? 9 crystals. EACH player had 9 crystals. That made combat into a slog, and because there was so much info, nobody bothered using them after a while.
Our Artificer pulled a Frankenstein.
Illithid tadpole in a jar + turning said jar into an Awakened Mind + brain of deceased adventurer = baby Intellect Devourer. Repeat six times. One of them turned out to be a little special, due to damage suffered by the brain. It named itself Yam and immediately and happily declared the party friends.
Yam may be kind of dumb by Devourer standards, but that just means that it can communicate with regular people and translate to the other six, who last we saw were busy learning to be a supercomputer.
1:12 200 iq banishment though
Okay but the feywild banishment one is actually brilliant 😂
Druidcraft Durians to explode by sprouting the seeds inside, accidentally incapacitate my wizard
My players.
One of the characters was a female rogue with a 6 wisdom. She was an absolute epicenter of chaos, by doing almost nothing. DM allowed the player to make a custom magic item as long as the power it had was minimal (nothing that could do damage, cast powerful spells, create deadly poisons). They made an infinite roll of duct tape. After that point people were frequently found taped to walls and furniture with all their valuables missing.
My GM allowed me to cast blink and place my sword inside the enemy's head. In his own words "Since matter can't overlap his head explodes almost instantly" he was only at about 10hp but it was a really cool time. I was 14 at the time and it was all of our first campaigns
My dm gave me a yoyo that allowed me to push or pull an enemy upon a successful attack as well has thorned dagger that triggered a grapple check on a successful hit. My 1' 10" mousefolk gremlined on to an enemy commanded and latched with the thorned dagger. Grappled. Then with my extra attack, used the yoyo to looney toons pull him 10 feet into the air. We both slammed into the ceiling of the room we were in and took fall damage.
The werewolf one reminded me of one of the few good things that happened from a poor table. One of the players had to take care of a younger relative on short notice, so we told him to bring the kid along. we'll bust out some movies or toys for him, and we'll all watch him together while having our session. We get into a fight that includes a mind-controlled werewolf, when the kid who we thought wasn't paying attention suggested trying to placate the werewolf by scratching it behind an ear. The DM permitted it with an animal handling check, and as long as the player who gave it a try kept giving up their turn to make these checks, he and the Werewolf were essentially mutually out of the fight. This lasted somewhere between 5 and 10 Rounds until a check was failed, which the DM described as discovering a burr in his fur and tugging on it too hard. The werewolf then proceeded to maul the party member who had wronged him so seriously, but that only lasted one round before the other enemies were defeated and DM decided the mind control was broken.
Not only that, but after the idea succeeded for the first time, the kid asked if the werewolf was doing the little leg kick thing, and the DM promised that if we succeeded by enough on a roll, it would start doing it. We didn't pull it off.
We were rampaging through a mind flayer hive. We were level 13. We came to an no win encounter - Elder brain + serval mind flayers. About half a year earlier, irl, the DM gave me a bag of devouring. As a last resort I tried popping said bag of devouring on the elder brain. No rolls, good bye elder brain. In hindsight this saved us from a campaign ending tpk.
I was the DM.
My Radiant Citadel party wanted to do a heist, so I designed a heist. It quickly went places that I did not expect it to go.
One of the characters decided kidnap an orc robber baron, cause him to develop Stockholm Syndrome, and he now lives in their basement. I do not regret allowing it, because I had him help them fight a Demon Lord's army in the Abyss later.
I also do not regret allowing them to literally steal multiple mansions with the help of the local rebel group in the same heist.
Or letting them use a portion of that money for their base exclusively...which resulted in them having a giant transforming robot.
Why don't I regret it? Because it let me give them a massive eldritch abomination to fight using the giant robot.
Allowing dumb things now can lead to epic things later. At least it does at my table.
I ran an entire werewolf campaign that was slowly reaching a critical mass during the first campaigns lol
A sorcerer at 3rd level getting a staff of thunder and lightning
I once True Polymorphed myself into Godzilla and actually got to be 300 feet tall with a breath weapon that did either fire, lightning, or radiant damage (whichever was most effective)
One time the DM allowed me to Unalive a massively plot important NPC, Tim, without the rest of the Party's knowledge; under the condition that I don't get found out later. I forget why I wanted to do it, I just remember that my Character was a Tabaxi Hexblade that I really enjoyed playing as, but decided to retire after that campaign. Whenever Tim was brought up, I would be rolling my dice, and passing off my Con/Wis/Cha (Whichever felt more appropriate for the given scenario) Saving Rolls as "Cat Stuff". Didn't have to explain any further for about three sessions after that, and eventually did by saying "Too many tassel, and dangly bits" in reference to the typical fashion of the area we were in. Wasn't really a problem for me, but it worked. We managed to make it through the Campaign through some alternative the DM came up with, and were celebrating. My character wasn't really one for parties, so he just went up to the cliffs, and looked out over the sea. I then reached into a secret pocket in my jacket's lining, and pulled out a ring; it was from Tim. As part of my Pact, every so often I have to toss items of great enough importance of people I unalive into a "well" via a small portal to the Shadowfell. My guy tossed it in like he was making a wish, and the others thought I got it from the BBEG.
It would later be revealed during a night just hanging out, going over a Campaign in the making, and our DM commented to me "Just don't Unalive the 'chosen one' this time." and I responded with "I've learned that Unaliving people is such an easy way out. I have better solutions now.". Not understanding what we were talking about, we both told them what I did to Tim, how I did it, that it happened soon after they left, and I was able to hide it so well with "Cat Stuff". Instantly catching on to the bit, the guy who asked about my "random" dice rolling slammed his face into the ottoman and screamed.
I’m running a osr sci-fi game and the ship captain is a sentient furball like cousin it who sells antique lamps, we have this fun game where I break the lamps and they replenish and try to protect the lamps.
I once had a player who was actively dating the Demogorgon, it was adorable
This is going to be interesting.
Mm. Zombie T-Rex behind a magical door. My plan? Use my basic ass magical stick to hold the door. It's magic, so, it can't break. The T-rex's neck... that broke.
That would have to be the time I allowed my players to get past things with an athletics check.
No rigged dynamite trap was the same again
Hey can you reenact the scene in windows paint?
Wow, 3 werewolf stories in a row.
My current dm is permitting meta gaming. I think he forgot i read these books cover to cover.
In two campaigns at once.
I try to summon a black hole using a campaign specific homebrew spell.
DM tells me "It fails, and if you want to use it again you're gonna have to get a blessing from a god."
Get the blessing from the other DM.
Repeat.
Just a couple hours ago I let our Cleric, who had been knocked prone by a mastiff, cast Cure Wounds on another character by touching him with her foot before standing up.
I laughed so hard that I had to allow it. I encourage that kind of nonsense
Lightsabers……actual lightsabers and force powers
mty dm during a dungeon crawl let my tanger charm an 8 foot tall taruntula as a ridanle mount. our cleric who is afraid of spiders said "can i change classes to sorcerer to put a magic missle up the rangers ass?"
The dumbest thing I’ve allowed is allowing the players to bribe of information from a boss that they had to fight later on in the campaign (they didn’t know yet and were underleveled to fight) the thing they used was fricking cheesecakes they rolled a 17 on how much she liked it with disadvantage.
I allowed one of my players (the rogue) to take over the game world with an empire of Brothels
So, Kogmar Hearthflame (My kobold Artificer) was in the town hall of this small city on this island. Another player who I’m going to call Jim decided to go (without anyone else’s opinion or input) gather a 200 orc army to destroy this small town. Kogmar had a spell wrought tattoo he’d made for himself for the catapult spell, so he looked for something to throw that could kill a lot of orcs. Meanwhile OOC me and Jim were going at it he was trying to convince the town guard to give up and join his army, FROM BEHIND THE BLASTED TOWN’S WALL! So I was arguing saying they wouldn’t be able to hear him, and he was obviously thinking he could do it. In character Kogmar found a bucket, and a barrel that was full of rat poison(this was a farming village so they had problems with mice and rats). he filled the bucket about halfway and carried it up to the wall where all the nonsense was happening, and catapulted the bucket after poking a few small holes in the bottom. Now the bucket sprayed the poison all over the orcs poisoning 19 of them, and the bucket crashed into one killing him. Kogmar watches as the poisoned orcs flailed and died beneath his benevolent gaze. OOC again Jim was PISSED the guy tried and failed to tell me I couldn’t use the spell like that, and blah blah blah. In the end I won that argument and he lost 10% of his OP army to an angry kobold with a bucket. This was level one and the campaign died soon after, I hope you read this and laugh.
Here is a question. Magic missile can be stopped by the shield spell. Eldrick blast is a force damage like the magic missile. Should the shield spell stop Eldritch blast as well? The shield spell was written way back in first edition to counter the magic missile spell.
Had four golden eggs that if passed the check got a permanent buff he allowed me to eat three all three blew up in my stomach
i was a wildfire druid, so i asked if i could put my wildfire spirit in my pet spider
IT WAS A BLAST
what i effectively had was a spider with a telepathic connection (so basically a master spy, a tiny creature with climbing AND flight, if i triggered the wildfire spirit... but i always forgot about the latter), it was ruled it looked like an ember by default (think campfire that just got put out) so it could be used for intimidation...
this all sounds overpowered, but i must mention i am NOT good at dnd, and generally goof off a lot, so it ended up being fun for everyone (iirc)!
Love the Warcraft music.
Silvery Barbs.
The skeleton cleric story reminds me of Brook from One Piece ...
In my games spells like remove curse simply don't exist.
Want to remove a curse? Work for it.
There's isn't enough space in a comment to even cover the dumb stuff I've green lit.
Dumbest thing I recently allowed was during a halloween one shot that was silly with some serious undertones. It was based off a video by Puffin Forest (I think). A Lich needed help after transforming all the towns children who entered into his lair into monsters. The players were a pair of dwarf brothers in full plate mail. The first encounter in the liche's lair was (I think) a minotaur and a troll. They decided they didn't want to fight and were going to sneak by... in full plate... with no ranks in hide or move silently. They're basically just stomping across the middle of the room, while singing, actually singing! The monsters (transformed children, one was 5 and the other was 8) just stared at them in confusion as they stomped across the room. One of the brothers saw the monsters looking at them and shouts at them in a heavy scottish accent: "Ya cannae see us! It's Dwarvish Stealth." I let them get away with it, deciding the poor kids were just too confused by what was happening to mess with them.
Allowing one player's character to come off as a bit of an ahole towards another player, the party or even the npc's and get away with it even when unprovoked. a handful of my campaigns involved that one guy (for the sake of retellings shall be called J) who was using his character in roleplay to be an asshole towards me and my character for a few years across multiple campaigns ranging from steeling my characters stuff, threatening/blackmailing/scapegoating my characters and berating both mine and my characters opinions and ideas for planning that involved the party, at that time I tried to tell J right in front of the DM in a nice and polite way multiple times to please stop targeting me like that to no avail. after J pulled his final stunt where he out of the blue attacked and killed my character (with no death saves) after a hard won battle because I apparently am at fault for not dealing enough damage to kill an enemy that ended up killing the friendly npc that J was super attached to that then fled the battle, when we were leaving after the season left I verbally exploded all my pent anger at J and actively avoided ever playing in a campaign with him again. And thoughout all that time the Dm's allowed it because this is highschool and a bit of pvp drama is allowed so long as it doesn't interrupt other groups playing their games.
TLDR I learned the hard way don't play dnd in a group with another ahole player who targets you and a Dm that doesn't intervene to stop it.
ok so.. this wasnt so much as "greenlite" as it was not thinking consequences through.. (and sadly the game ended before i got to use the stratagy).. i had a winged tiefling hexblood bloodhunter who used crossbows. my dm let me aquire a vehical called "bobbing lilypad" the lilypad is a 10 foot by 10 foot pad with a swim speed, walk speed, and flight speed of 20ft... the important parts is the flight speed and the 10foot size.. since im a flying ranged character i could fly the pad up somewhere then fly off the pad and shoot at an enemy then land back on the pad and have full cover... and it moves with my... yeah... it was the dm's first time so i had to tell her i wouldnt do that too often. lol
DnD rulesets made in the recent 10-15 years.
my dm for cos campaign allowed our rouge in plane sight of the enemy to hide in a bush it would've been fine if the Bush wasn't right infront of the enemy and they could see the rouge jump into said bush our rouge is a goblin small creature sure but I mean I challenge you not notice a 3 foot person crouching in a bush infront of you right infront of you (they are a new dm)
I have a dm who allows all official contrnt, including UA. If anyone has a suggestion let me know
That river story... so you couldn't swim the river, so you had to bypass, but several characters landed short and had to be saved... by the guy who has the most armour check penalties to swim of the entire party... from a scenario you said couldn't be swam due to strong current... by swimming out to drowning players?
My character had par core in his backstory. Soooo, my idiot ADHD brain decided to try and par core up a tower that has no ground entrance. The rest of the party climbed plat vines, ropes or flew (sarcastic comment:"stupid druids"). DM tried to say no but I pointed out the par core backstory bit. so he had me roll athletics at disadvantage; he was a jerk. I got two nat 20s and ended up with like a 36. So after an argument were the party backed me up against him...I ignored gravity and walked up the wall of the Tower. Our party didn't survive after that because of the DM being a jerk and then COVID lock down being the final nail.
The last one too, such a good idea
Tear-easque?
Stealing that vorpal sword idea.
Okay that door one was 100% a good decision. It sounds like both the players and the DM enjoy the mechanic and…. Well… they killed what they killed. (Trying not to spoil it)
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