Role-Playing-Game Stories

[slvr_phoenix]

Okay, here's a thread for folks to dump their favorite (or worst, or whatever) role-playing-game stories. It doesn't have to be any specific system, and it doesn't even have to be an interesting story. :) Heh heh. That way it's pretty much open to anything RPG related.

[slvr_phoenix]

I'll start off my first RPG story about a character from Vampire that I was playing once, when I had been in a depression and didn't have the normal emotional responses to keep me from getting into character.

He was a caitiff vampire who owned a small mansion and lived alone. I can't remember what path he was on, but it wasn't the path of Humanity. He was a cross between a combative character and an artist. As such, his favorite form of art was body-carving. Yeah, he was a strange one.

He survived through the offers of demons, being hunted by the technocracy, and even stranger situations. Only to be sent into torpor one day by a fluke at the hands of a street punk with a hand grenade when he not only failed to dodge out of the way of the grenade, but I then proceeded to completely botch the soak roll, even with three dots of fortitude and a blood-pumped stamina and the character thus went from full health to dead as a doornail. All by just one little street punk.

None of the other players could believe it when it happened. To see a character who had survived some pretty amazing stuff to just suddenly go that quickly. Heh heh. It was kind of funny. :)

[Illuminatus]

What, your body got left out for the sun?

Even when you get "killed" you don't always "die" in vampire.

One of my first games we roleplayed my embrace... My character was abducted at the airport, beaten up and then bitten! it sucked! The next thing he knows, he wakes up in the vault of a morgue, frenzies instantly and kills a nurse for her blood! Apparently what happened is that he was put in a body bag and put onto the plane as baggage.. when his body was found, off to the morgue.

anyway, frag grenades only do lethal damage, not ag, so unless it blew your head clear off, your character would only have gone into Torpor, not final death. No matter HOW many levels of bruised/lethal damage you take, you won't die unless you are finished off by ag.

[slvr_phoenix]

Well, as I said:
Only to be sent into torpor one day by a fluke at the hands of a street punk with a hand grenadeHe was sent into torpor. Not that it was any better than being dead, since he was left for dead in an alley. The sun would have gotten him the next day, what with no one there to rescue him or anything. Heh heh.

I think my favorite WW character though was an architect. I made him using Sorcerer. He was just a human, skilled in engineering and a few magical arts of enchantment and alchemy. He had almost no combat skills whatsoever. But he made himself so useful to a Nosferatu by offering to design a massive security system to protect his lair under the sewers, that the nos would do just about anything to protect him. :) He eventually became ghouled by the Nos, but being blood bound isn't always a bad thing.

He was a great character to play. To be able to take a non-combative human and have him run around with vampires and werewolves without getting killed or turned into a vamp is pretty fun. :)

He only saw any real combat once, and that was almost a joke. **LOL** There was a clan war going on in a closed (at least it used to be closed) mall. They were having a big gun fight where a couple of hallways converged. The Nos were pinned down and needed help, so they get on the radio to my human waiting outside. My engineer is like, "Cool, time to test the new toy."

Next thing the five Ventru who had the Nos team pinned down are finding themselves under a barrage from a fully automatic grenade launcher 'automated turret' (run by remote control none the less) loaded with the equivalent of napalm gel 'paint' grenades firing in five round bursts where the first four were the napalm painters and the fifth was an incidiary to ignite them.

They were too busy fighting to notice my mere mortal setting it up just inside a doorway and didn't even notice when he walked away going back outside. Heh heh. They noticed when the 'new toy' lit them up like roman candles though. Of course the mall had to be evacuated and the police were disturbed by the event, but no one who didn't leave there 'alive' ever figured out just exactly what happened, and the official police report was listed as a 'gang war that got out of hand'.