| M. C. A. Hogarth ( @ 2007-12-14 08:07:00 |
| Current location: | flopped on the floor |
| Current mood: | -_- |
| Entry tags: | gaming, humor, mom in spots |
CON Counts for Something
haikujaguar: I want to run the Baby adventure!
GM: Um, that's a campaign, not a single session.
haikujaguar: Whatever! Hit me! I'm not gaining experience from anything else anymore and I want to level up!
GM: You do realize your family's either dead or has incompatible schedules, right? They won't be able to make the game.
haikujaguar: Oh, no, that's fine, they'll want to show up for this one. I've got brownies!
GM: Riiiiight. And you know our regular adventuring party's all moved away, or won't want to touch this one with a ten-foot pole....
haikujaguar: That's okay.
elusivetiger will play with me, we've been playing together for over a decade!
GM: Fine, fine. Let me look at your character sheet.
*ruffle of sheets*
GM: ...
GM: Your CON has gone down significantly since you started playing.
haikujaguar: But I spent the extra points in WIS!
GM: No, seriously. Bad enough things happen to old adventurers without them taking the Fibromyalgia flaw.
haikujaguar: I'll be fine. I've learned many creative ways to use my INT to make up for my wimpy STR! And I won't need any DEX, right?
GM: ...
haikujaguar: Look, all this experience I've got has got to count for something! And I've got a small income from adventuring--
GM: --you'll have to give that up--
haikujaguar: --
elusivetiger has a small income from adventuring, and we've set up a lair... we're starting off better than a lot of adventurers, even if we are rickety!
GM: Are you sure you want to do this?
haikujaguar: Heck, yeah! Let's go!
Twelve months later, 4:30 AM. Player is surrounded in empty bottle, pacifier, diaper cloths and is limp on the floor.
haikujaguar: OH MY GOD.
GM: Told you so.
Baby: *giggle*
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