DM: “You’re out of torches.”
Elf-Thief: “Don’t you have that alchemy spell? Can’t you transform something?”
Mage: “I roll to transform the tiger blood into diamonds that give off light.”
*rolls nat 18*
DM: “…congratulations, you have now bedazzled the cave walls with shiny tiger blood diamonds.”
DM: You are in a witch’s cottage, there is various food and candy everywhere
Knight: I eat the candy
DM: The witch is known for being cannibalistic
Knight: I eat the candy, what does it taste like?
My new friends
The red gummy bears have separated themselves from the rest. They think they are better then the other gummy bears
Does this remind anyone else of Communism?
They’ve now convinced the rest of the gummy bears that orange isn’t good enough. I fear for his life.
Oh no, they’ve now outcasted the three yellow gummy bears too.
OH MY GOSH! THE REDS KILLED THE OUTCASTS!
WAR HAS BROKEN OUT
ALL BUT ONE SURVIVED
Clear is surrounded by nothing but death…he can’t handle it….
I have no more friends…
seek professional help