Whats the best way to rape a fellow player in dnd 3.5?
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Anonymous 07/06/09(Mon)20:35 No.5114806
Slip a roofie into their Mt. Dew.
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Anonymous 07/06/09(Mon)20:36 No.5114808
Have your character have nonconsensual sex with the victim(s).
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Anonymous 07/06/09(Mon)20:39 No.5114825
Grapple checks.
Pin, then maintain for a couple of rounds. Then some kind of check to rip/remove clothes. Then Some penetration checks. But you have to maintain the grapple the whole time or deal non-lethal damage during the grapple until the rapee is unconscious. Or see if the rapee gives up on trying to fend you off, might as well just let it happen and be on your way right?
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Anonymous 07/06/09(Mon)20:40 No.5114827
>>5114806 Mean the character not the player themself. It's an online game and I don't feel like taking a plane trip.
I posted this earlier, but it seems to have poof'd, and besides - I got more done anyways.
*aherm*
+++BEGIN DATA FILE EXCERPT+++ +Personal log of High Tech-Magos Krygmann+ [Translated from Binary for the convenience of the readers]
+Entry dated: 1296009.M42+
It has been months since the discovery.
A piece of Archaeo-tech from ancient Terra, the processing implants in my brain can’t even comprehend. According to the data files we were able to decipher on its use, we believe it was called an “anti-mass spectrometer” by its creators, a group of ancient tech priests who we believe called themselves “The Order of the Black Mesa,” and along with the device we found a strange green crystal. So far, all of our attempts to scan the object have proven useless – it does not even seem to register at all. But recently, we uncovered another piece of data relating to the object and its place within the machine.
It warns us of an event called a “resonance cascade” but the probability is so small as to be insignificant.
Blessed be our hands as we uncover the great works of the Omnissiah!
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Anonymous 04/02/09(Thu)18:34 No.4167828
+Entry dated: 1301009.M42+
This has been a most odd occurrence.
After we finished repairing and ordaining the machine for use in the name of the Omnissiah, we were just about to start the rites of initiation.
And then… -he- appeared.
+Begin Transcript of Attached Voice Entry+
Subject 1: High Tech-Magos Krygmann Subject 2: Unknown
1: Blessed are we, the tools of the Omnissiah – it is his hand who guides us now as-
2: I… would not… DO that…. if I were youuu…
1: What – [stunned silence] who… are you? How did you get in here? This sanctified area is restricted only to those most blessed servants of the Omnissiah!
2: Who I am is not… important… I have been - asleep - for a very… very long TIME… And it ssseems that there issss much to…. do.
+End Transcript of Attached Voice Entry+
After he spoke, he disappeared, as did the device and the crystal, leaving no teleport signature on any of the scanners – they simply… vanished. The other techpriests and I remained, in stunned silence. What had we just witnessed? Where did the holy archaeo-tech go? And who was that being – he looked human, but his garments (a simple black suit with a white garment underneath and a red sash of fabric wrapped around his neck) looked nothing like the fashion of any human I’ve seen, and there was just something about him that was… off. Merely standing next to him sent electric current shooting up my mechadendrites.
I fear that this secret of the Omnissiah should’ve remained hidden…
Machine-God preserve us. +++END EXCERPT+++
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Anonymous 04/02/09(Thu)18:35 No.4167848
+++PERSONAL DATA LOG+++ ++SERGEANT JOHR FISHE++ ++3RD PLATOON, 5TH COMPANY, 8TH CADIAN REGIMENT++ ++526009.M42, CADIA, [[CLASSIFIED]] FRONT++
9 years.
It has been 9 long years since we drove back the vile forces of Chaos after they launched their failed 13th Black Crusade.
I sometimes wonder if we should’ve told them that.
We still fight them, here on my home – now, little more than a series of interconnected massacres and bloodbaths.
The skies above still teem with ships of the Imperial Navy. They have kept the planet blockaded from any new major chaos incursions. But Chaos has a funny way of sneaking into a planet. To them, our glorious God-Emperor’s galaxy is a bad joke, and the rules that govern its operation an easily avoided punchline.
We kill them, and more arise. We route their bases and more spring up. The sanctioned psykers close the warp gates, and more rifts in reality appear.
+++PERSONAL DATA LOG+++ ++SERGEANT JOHR FISHE++ ++3RD PLATOON, 5TH COMPANY, 8TH CADIAN REGIMENT++ ++528009.M42, CADIA, [[CLASSIFIED]] FRONT++
Yesterday, I believe I witnessed a miracle.
Soon after I finished my previous log, our position in the trenches came under attack. The latest armies of chaos came out of nowhere and began to attack our position. We weren’t expecting another attack for another week or so, which is why our supplies were so low. I myself only had half a charge on my lasrifle’s powerpack when we were set upon, and I tried my damnedest to make every shot count.
And just as our position was about to be overrun… he appeared.
He was clad in orange and black power armour. It must’ve been power armour, with how fast he moved, but it was barely larger than a set of Kasrkin Carapace. In his hand, he carried a red and black crowbar.
He came from nowhere, and without a word or a sound, he charged headlong into the chaos hordes with a speed and brutality I’ve never seen outside of the legendary and glorious Astartes chapters.
It was over as soon as it began. The lasfire ceased on both sides, and the dust cleared.
Only he remained standing.
Before we got the chance to approach him, and ask why – or more importantly, HOW – he helped us, he ran off, faster than any of us could chase him.
By the time he disappeared over the hill, we heard the telltale screech of Astartes Drop Pods, and the thud as they arrived 5 minutes too late.
The Space Marines walked around the empty battlefield, unsure as to what had just happened.
I just received the 10th [tenth] report in 2 [two] days. And not just from my company either, from neighboring companies, and even different regiments.
The first kind is the most numerous – tales of squads and platoons seeing a strange human wearing orange power armor no thicker than Kasrkin carapace, rushing into battle as fast and fearless as a space marine, wielding only a crowbar or sometimes a strange weapon that glows orange, slaughtering all the chaos hordes in his path, and then leaving without a word.
The other kind of report is less frequent… of another soldier from an unknown regiment - possibly thought to be from Krieg due to the mask he wears - entering battle with either some kind of autogun or a strange –possibly alien– device that disintegrates everything in front of it, including heretic tanks. Like the orange soldier, he enters battle fast, fearlessly, and leaves without a sound.
Who are these soldiers? Where are they coming from, who’s sending them? And how are they helping us? From the reports – I’ve never seen them myself – they look like ordinary men, but – Emperor help me – they fight better than the Astartes.
This is way beyond my rank. I’ve got to let someone else higher than me know about this.
So I had all these ideas that would make for a nifty Mario game, but I figured it'd be far more productive to turn them towards a tabletop game. So, Marioland Tabletop, I guess.
The tweest is, you play as minions of Bowser; Koopas, Goombas, Boos, Bob-ombs, what have you.
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You were in front of computer, browsing 4chan, that was the last thing you remember before you vision went black and it felt as if the world dropped out from under you. Then everything went dead still and silence claimed your mind. You have no idea how long this lasted, but eventually you begin to hear waves gently breaking, its fuzzy and distorted at first but it grows clearer as time passes. Suddenly you feel a chill around your feet and you open your eyes, its painfully bright at first but it quickly fades and you see the clear blue sky, dotted with a few puffy clouds. You sit up and find yourself at a beach, the tide coming up to your feet. You glance behind you to see the tree line with a small worn dirt road leading up, aside the road is a man in a wide brimmed hat over his eyes reclining in a a comfortable looking chair. Having no other idea of what to do you approach him.
"Excuse me, where... where am I?" you ask.
The man, who you can only sum up as look unimportant sits up and lifts the hat up. "Oh, you must be new `round there parts. This here is the north coast of good old /tg/, Port Rage is further up this road. You picked a good time of year to come too, sea'o'rage is real calm this time of year, well as much as it gets anyway."
You stare at him dumbfounded when you here another voice speak up. "He's an NPC, don't worry to much about him, says that to everyone new he meets." You glance over your shoulder to see a person wearing a business suit walking up the road. You notice that outside of the business suit everything else just looks like a dark green silhouette... with the words 'picture not available' hanging across his face. "Welcome to the other side, to the 4chan archipelago. I'm anonymous, and so are you."
You look down at your hands and notice they're green too, and as it turns out, so you also appear to be wearing a suit.
What do you do now?
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Anonymous 12/11/08(Thu)23:21 No.3156767
I rage about /x/ posting some goddamn spell on the front page just as I get curious about what they talk about in there.
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Anonymous 12/11/08(Thu)23:22 No.3156772
I sage the other anon
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Anonymous 12/11/08(Thu)23:27 No.3156810
I am saddened by the loss of my individuality, but comfort myself with the fact that my newfound appearance is much better than the way I used to look.
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RAWK LAWBSTAR 12/11/08(Thu)23:30 No.3156823
Wait a mintue, I'm not an anonymous! I'm a namefag! I'm RAWK LAWBSTAR!
“Humans are insane. You see, Humans have this concept called “Vengeance”. Once, a Vuux warship blew away one of their early colony ships. Fifty Terran geo-helio-cycles later, without a word, they glassed the entirety of the Vuux homeworld and called it even. Not one senator in the Union even dared bring it up with their ambassador. They have no compunction to follow the Concord of Equal Force!”
“The Human muscle-to-mass ratio is incomprehensible. Their world must have been at least half-again as large as ours. Their biology defies reason, they breathe oxygen and yet can swim in liquids without trouble. They can kill with their manipulator extremities, and more. One prisoner slammed his brain case into a guard, and then beat them to death with his bare hands.”
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Anonymous 10/01/08(Wed)02:56 No.2709633
“Of all the violence-capable sophont clades, Humans are the only ones who strap themselves into armored shells and drop out of the atmosphere onto enemy positions. And that’s only after they soften up any ground resistance with orbital bombardment. We are certain that they have secretly developed mind-upload technology (and thus a kind of technical immortality). The other possibility, that they are willing to throw themselves into the path of anti-starship weapons without hesitation and risk their consciousnesses, is unthinkable.”
“I once met a Human at a waystation on a Class 1 world. It did some kind of rough work for one of their colonies. It called itself a “search and retrieval expert” but I’m guessing the translation software couldn’t find the proper words. A few weeks later, it returns to the waystation, sans its trans-grav (rented, I might add). Apparently the people it was hunting took down its transport, but it continued on foot after escaping the wreckage and patching itself up. The scary part was that it was wearing clothes fashioned from Tharge pelts, had its targets’ ears on a necklace (DNA proof, I guess), and had fashioned a spear from a jagged piece of the trans-grav’s hull and an Iron-root. And it was honestly none the worst for wear, just sauntered over to the AENet terminal and collected on its kills.”
Share your favorite experiences while playing the game!
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Anonymous 09/15/08(Mon)17:18 No.2584485
"From modelling shops, you can acquire BB guns, but before playing with them, it’s advisable to check out your local laws to see what is permissible for you to carry legally in a public place. If you do use this kind of weapon, make sure at all times that it is not loaded with pellets . Although they are designed not to cause injury, being caught in the eye with a pellet can still harm your sight.
If you should wish to play outdoors, you should contact the local authorities and inform them of what you plan to do, then follow their advice. Most will be understanding, as long as no one gets hurt and no laws are broken. It’s best to let the police know of your plans, as other people may call them if they see you running around wielding weapons!"
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Anonymous 09/15/08(Mon)17:20 No.2584507
"When you are comfortable (with just saying who you’re having sex with in-game), you can move to the second level. They still need only explain who and when rather than how and what they like. However, sex and relationships are still part of the game. By picking partners for aruna, deeper relationships may develop, and players can start to form an idea of the sort of other characters who might be “their type”. All characters need to do at this stage is specify which character(s) they are taking aruna with, and (perhaps more importantly) who they do not. This develops relationships in the game, as well as sex. The third level brings more role-play into the activities mentioned above. Now it isn’t enough to say what is going on, now you must describe it as well. It is essential at this point for characters to take on aruna as an essential part of playing their characters. At this point you can bring sex magic into the mix as well. While you can do so earlier, Grissecon and aruna magic deserve the same emphasis as any other magic. So unless you are comfortable going into reasonably graphic detail you can’t do them justice in your game. By now, the players should feel comfortable with their characters taking aruna and describing the way they like to do such things. Are they gentle or harsh lovers? Do they prefer Soume or Ouana? Is Aruna like an itch they like to scratch or a sacred spiritual union? Do they like it a lot, or not so much, and how do they treat their partners afterwards?"
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Anonymous 09/15/08(Mon)17:20 No.2584510
>>2584485 Man... This is why people that shoot eachother with Airsoft guns tend to do it in forests or paintball arenas. To stop whiners freaking out and calling the popo on people.
"The last level allows you to be as graphic as you like. You can now bring in elements such as pelki (killing humans with the Wraeththu sexual organ) and all the darker sides of sex and aruna. This need not be restricted to the NPCs either.Players should feel free to create quite nasty or sexually predatory characters, (Emphasis mine.) if they so desire. The storyteller is also now able to bring in NPCs designed purely for sexual storylines and adventures. Such NPCs can act as sexual foils for characters, forming jealousies and love triangles in established relationships. Don’t mistake this level for an excuse to make everything dark and paint sex as evil. The point here is that there are no more limits to the sexual choices and descriptions you can use. "
Anonymous 08/25/09(Tue)06:13 No.5585808
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