One "DM facepalm" incident I remember wasn't even caused by a nat 20. Our level 13(?) party had been stripped of all weapons and equipment and dumped into a level one module. At one point, a skeleton popped up and started monologing at the paladin. She one-shotted it and said "I do not banter with minions." Our DM facepalmed and mumbled through her fingers "that was the Boss."
DM gives player a weapon with a 5% chance of instant kill with every attack. Player instantly kills super tough boss they should have had no chance of defeating. DM: surprised pikachu face
That nat20 that made me facepalm, was when the players were at the beach, and one of them rolled to look for and pick up rocks.... at the beach. And got a nat20.
My gnome warlock pursuaded a bugbear that we did not stab it multiple times it then proceded to die from questioning existance with the help of our skeleton saying this is just a dream skeletons can't talk. We had to take a 20 min break to stop laughing.
11:59 As my father has taught me, once a Marine, always a Marine. Even after being honorably discharged due to a back injury after carrying a fellow Marine up a hill, he's still a Marine. Nothing will change that.
Absolutely. My father was Air Traffic Control in Phu Bai when he was a teen. Was a Marine, still is a Marine, taught me to respect life and to respect death. Love that old fart.
"Now the fighter has a flying pteranodon mount that I don't know how to deal with" Underground spaces, animal handling checks whenever something spooks it, ranged attacks targeting it(keep it slow at first if an upcoming level up will allow the mounted combatant feat), AOE attacks, knocking prone, flying weight limit. You could also just, let them have it. It's not at all balanced but it gives a nice bit of flair and can be a gut-wrencher if you kill it later on after the fighter grows attached(a little evil, but that's kinda the point)
It's totally "deal-able"... Flying creatures can fall. Something as useful as a pteranodon is going to run up a food bill, too. AND it's a whole new kettle of fish to ride something powered in flight, just like graduating to a horse is a whole new experience from walking or riding a bike... It's not as easy to get along with mounted combat in all 3 dimensions of movement... and NO BRAKES. Flyers tend to be delicate... SO it can be insanely useful, but there are inherent limits. My advice to this GM is "It's about time to learn to deal with it"... Like you said, "Let them have it a while." I frankly enjoy giving my Players nifty useful animals and crap, just so I don't leave them without options when they face the next level or whatever... ;o)
So i was dming for my friends when a bandit came up and held one of them hostage for the others to try and save him. Instead of doing something logical or smart, the hostage decided it was a good idea to act very gay and flirty, causing the bandit to be grossed out long enough for the hostage to put a dagger through his throat. I still have a headache from that facepalm lol
Nat 20 on smash " imma smash that chest" (context 3 mimics in a row and I was a barbarian) that was the last chest in the dungeon that was had some dope shit in there before I destroyed it all
We were in the high levels of a 3.5 D&D campaign. I was running some combination of Barbarian/Frenzied Berserker/Fighter with an awesome great axe (x3 crit multiplier). The DM had spent weeks leading us to the Big Bad fight and weeks stating up the Big Bad and his army of minions. Queue initiative and the Big Bad prepared monolog. I won, rage/frenzy/charge/great leap, CRIT. Had to pull out the calculator. When the math ended, I had done over 600hp of damage, one-shot the Big Bad, proceeded to cleave, great cleave and with one attack from one character the battle was over, what was left of minions was running. We had to speak with dead to get the monolog and his plans and to find out who the next Big Bad was.
Picture this. We’re in a tomb that belongs to the BBEG, a lich named Alphons, and the rogue, wizard, and artificer find a room full of magical artifacts. Not waiting to disarm any traps that may have been present, the rogue attempted to steal a pair of magical booty shorts, setting off ten 9th level fireball runes spread throughout the room, resulting in a total of 506 fire damage. The rogue goes through all of her options to see if she could reduce the damage enough to not die immediately. Nothing. Then, she remembers our DM mentioning earlier in the campaign that if he were to roll a nat 20 stealth check, she could stealth straight into another plane. She goes to roll, and sure enough, plain as day for all of us to see, nat fucking 20. That rogue was a glorious bastard, and it’s a damn shame that character died. Her memory shall be carried on through hushed whispers, spread by those in awe of their sheer bullshitting capabilities. (Edited to correct pronouns)
What level? Rogues have evasion and success on a dexterity saving throw (which is what a fireball causes) means they take no damage and only half damage if they fail, additionally only 1 fireball could go off on him at a time RAW because they fill the area with fire of a certain temperature and intensity (determined by the spell level and represented by the amount of dice rolled) and they shouldn't really overlap, personally I think your DM was being a dick about the whole thing.
@@ImeACunt level 10. I’d say it was a pretty fair lesson in ‘don’t try to steal shit from an incredibly powerful lich without at least disarming the traps’.
I was running a session recently, and was using a free module off the internet. The module had level one players go up against a gray ooze, which seemed fine. The very first round of the combat, it got a critical on the barbarian and turned him into a skeleton. First hit of anything happening at all, a player dies. That didn't cause the facepalm though. After they won they found a room with 4 suits of armor in it and two pillars. Pillars were involved in a puzzle... Well... the artificer used arcana on a suit of armor, and got a nat 20 for a total of 25. I told him he realizes the suits of armor are animated armor and that they would trigger only if someone went between the two pillars. The kobold monk (my sister) immediately said, "Let's steal the animated armor". So... they stole the four suits of animated armor without triggering them, went to a wizard tower in Waterdeep, then sold them for 8,000 gp in total, resurrected the dead player, and definitely failed the quest. Tl;dr: Party member dies on the first round of combat from the first hit anyone was hit by, so the party stole the dungeon to afford resurrecting him.
The DM in the second one kinda dug that hole themselves. Mine was when my players rolled successive Nat 20s to hide, trick and then backstab an early game midboss, completely ending the entire encounter before rolling ANOTHER Nat 20 to intimidate the goblin followers. I was very done.
Alright, so this was my first facepalm as a DM and it was great. This was for me and my friends Halloween event D&D session/Murder Mystery (spooky) and I created a home brew monster for just this night, it can't kill and it has around well 3,000 HP, they all had busted characters that could one shot a 500 hp monster so I had no choice. Anyway the team so far was a Rough Gnome named Gnome, a home brew class called a gangster named Big Daddy Pimp Shrimp, another custom class called a hunter (think rough and ranger mixed together) named hanz, a half wizard/warrior named Deus, and our warlock Luck. So when I started I did not know how to start, judging by the lineup of characters I had to fight not to get my friendly monster killed, of course they did kill it, but luckily we all decided later that it would become it's own creature in our future/ancient world something like that. It began with my friends favorite character General James, James was a weird one he had weird pets and just crazy stuff around his house but he was a war vet that is over 150 years old and is only a half elf with a secret power not even my friends know yet (hahahaha), anyway he invited them over to his mansion for Halloween without their armor and with costumes instead, so our weird looking group of a gnome, a shrimp in a tux, a half elf that does not know how to speak, a lady warlock that is like a mix between Elmo and The Grinch (not kidding) and a weird ex god that has way to much trauma, all in costume. Now the party all comes to the house and does not expect much, after a few minutes of conversation and exploration around his HUGE house, we walk down stairs and we see james standing there just waiting for us to come back down and he gets stabbed through the chest out of the wall through his costume and pulled through the wall like nothing and when the party tried to follow they could not go through the wall. Now this was the funniest thing that has ever happened to me because I thought that I had just scared the players into thinking he was dead, they knew before the game that there was a murder mystery but they thought it was going to be a random NPC but nope it was james, now I did scare everyone except Hanz, you see Hanz has a home brew gift in his bag of holding, it was a gift from his god, it's called "The Wish of the World" and hanz had waited for this very moment, he wanted to use his wish and see if would work, however, he would have to roll high for it to work EXACTLY how he wants it, this is not where the nat 20 happens yet, His player asks me "Hey, uh I got a question?" Me: "Yeah?" Hanz: "Can the wish be used for anything I want?" Me:"yeah, why?" Hanz: "can I wish for something?" Me: "sure" Hanz: "I wish for James to come back the creature to come before me and before I kill it I want my sniper to become god and bitch slap him across the face" Me: "uhhhhhhhhhhh, you know what fuck it, go for it." Hanz rolls and well He would literally need a nat 20 for this to work so I'm just sitting here ready to laugh at the way I would kill Hanz then all I hear is the sound of clapping and screaming/laughter I look at the table a.....nat........20. Me: "god damn it" then I start laughing. James comes back through the wall and asks what happened, the creature comes out of the wall and as it does Hanz's sniper becomes God and I said in the deepest voice I can go say as god "I will Bitch Slap you to Hell, DEMON!" and poof goodbye the trickster. Man I love my friends.
I rolled for familiar strength before we even started the campaign- the fae just said “imagine a nat 20” - for context my familiar is a hawk- the DM rolled- nat 20- they facepalmed and proceeded to yell- “IM NOT GIVING YOU A BUF FALCON” me- a avian- changeling- we were using homebrewed races- said “okay. What about for health” the dm caved. They said “fine! You have an immortal owl” I now have an immortal owl to fight with. I will continue to update you on this.
I have no confirmation that Mogar is a reference to The Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy...but I'm choosing to believe it is. (It's Harold/Billy's Dads' rocker stage name from the show)
I was that face-palming DM once. My players named their group The B-team because the unfathomable number of nat1's they rolled ensured that nobody wanted to hire them. One day, their fighter, who modeled himself after a Roman Centurion with a giant shield and a warhammer, got knocked prone and dragged next to a hobgoblin warmage mini-BBEG with a force whip. The player then said, "I know this is foolish because of the penalties, but I'm going to attack from the ground." At least he admitted it was a poor decision. A nat20 smashed the enemy's ankle then brought the warhammer around through its skull. In the next fight he rolled a nat1 (surprise) and fell prone in front of a pair of hobgoblins. He then nat20'd a cleave attack and took them both down allowing the party to swarm the archers. Later, while fighting an ogre one-on-one beside a pit he VOLUNTARILY dropped prone and attacked with a shoving attack. A nat 20 sent the ogre into the pit where it delayed a climbing titan long enough for the party to bind it with a ritual. This became his favored fighting method. Sin he tried it against the campaign BBEG, a powerful cleric. He dropped prone and took two swings, both nat20's. I was completely in awe over how the dumbest way of fighting was the only way for their party to actually win, yet time and time again it worked. They eventually TPK'd because of 6 unfortunate nat1's in a row, but if he had survived he would have opened an academy that thought his fighting method: Turtle Style.
I was playing a centaur cleric and rolled to break open a locked chest (since no one could pick locks) and rolled a nat 20. That was a bad idea as there was a magical substance inside that was extremely volatile and almost exploded as a 12th level spell. Good times.
I’m the DM in a home brew campaign where I use a roll table if the players want me to. So they took a quest to hunt a beast in the area, they want to roll on the random beast table and they roll a Alicorn. So they go out looking for the alicorns and run into them, but I gave them an option, kill the alicorns or help them out by hunting down some corrupted alicorns, they choose the corrupted. A long list of shenanigans later involving cows and speak with animals they find a heard of horses. Alicorns have an ability to look like normal horses so the party starts to look around the heard. One of my players speaks up “I want to jump on one of the horses backs to tame them.” I say roll for it, she rolls alright and jumps on the horses back, I tell her it stays to buck and she needs to roll to stay on. She rolls Nat 1, so she falls off the horse and slams into another one, I roll for the houses to kick at her, Nat 20, so she is sent flying across the feild with her jaw broken and 2/3s of her health missing (they were level 4 at this time). Turns out she got kicked by the corrupted alicorn and a fight ensues, she gets Nat 20ed and is brought down to death saves. Their level 2 goblin Rouge NPC saves her with a health potion and they finish off the rest of the corrupted Alicorns.
Okay, my last session with our group had a total of like 7 Nat20's between the seven of us, but heres how I got MY nat20. So, we're currently trying to get to the top floor of a Backrooms-situation Walmart and we meet a wizard. Now, Im the Rogue of the group with a +7 on my Persuasion. Everyone else is asking the wizard questions to try and figure out where we go and hes giving one-word answers. Well I ask if I can persuade him to help us out. I roll. The die lands, and no kidding the dm asks verbatum "Is that another Nat20?" So of course, I cheer out that it is and proceed to become best friends with the wizard and gain us safe passage through the room and an ally for the final fight. 😌
Played a Halfling Rogue in the Lost Mine of Phandelver campaign. We were sent in to catch an evil wizard leading a group of bandits. We had cleared out most of the dungeon when we came across the wizard. Now, I was in stealth at the time, shadowing the party, and got really high on initiative and it was my turn first. Rolled a Nat20 with advantage to shoot him with my shortbow (1d6), rolled 2 extra D6s for sneak attack, plus another 3 D6s for Nat20 extra damage. Ended up rolling exactly the wizard's HP (21 or something), said I shot his knee out with my arrow. DM was stunned. He planned to bust out all the wizard's spells on us and I just 1-shot no-scope the guy. We capture the wizard and bring him in and the party gets a reward, but there was also an additional bounty put out on him by someone else who wanted him dead. Rest of the party leaves to celebrate, and I stay behind at the jail. Won a persuasion check to get the guard to go away. Then I proceeded to convince the wizard to commit suicide (with the aid of a vial of poison I had at the time) with a Nat20 on Intimidation, then go off to collect the other reward just for me. Literally killed the dude twice.
I was playing a Druid, and as a joke I rolled to seduce a giant spider, Nat 20. Then after a series of misfortunes, the island was blowing up, and again I joked about saving my spider lover, another Nat 20...They are both still married to this day.
I do. I’d like to see more friendly spider and snake characters. They are always unfairly cast as evil monsters when they are actually useful to have around as pest control.
Uh I have a dnd story So My character is a telf who had a -1 in wisdom and intelligence (we still laugh about how dumb my character is even if they are now 0 modifiers) and a +4 in dexterity We where going through our first dungeon (took several days to complete) and we came across a gate thing (like on castles forgot the name for it) I rolled to look through it and got a low roll and i said "ah yes it's a gate" my bf (who is supposed to be the smartest character but apparently is dumber than me somehow) tells us there are two goblins in the room beyond the gate, I rolled to attack after asking if an arrow could fit into the holes and the dm said yes, preceeded to one shot one of the goblins in the head (if it would have bounced off the wall it would have killed the other gobin) then killed the other We still joke about this to this day My character is dumb but deadly .... Few days later got backhanded by a living puddle when just trying to see it was made out of ... The dis of that slap
Just wanted to say that while I had to shave a part of my head yesterday 2 x 2 in square for medical reasons associated with my CLL leukemia. I was feeling fairly down since I have hair down to my waist and a bald spot in the bottom back half of my head now but these videos have had me cracking up for 45 minutes. Thank you so much for the serotonin boost. Now I am thinking I will even out the rest and do a low sitting devils walk and make pony tails and braids easier. Wouldn't have gotten over my hair style shell shock so easily without your stories. Great job keep it up please. Got a not fun painful procedure coming up and planning to come back for endorphin boost.
oh, another story i have, in my very first session we had a very ragtag group of people. i played a cute little half elf bard named twig who, like, half the party had a crush on because she was just so dang cute and ditzy. but we came across a pack of wolves fairly early on within our short-run campaign, and one of the other members in my party wanted to befriend the "cute puppy" which was snarling at them and about to rip thier god damn face off. so i, being a bard, whip out my flute and roll a performance to try to get the wolf to stop going batshit crazy. nat 20. i played the flute so beautifully that the wolf had no idea what to do and tried to drown itself because of the sheer beauty of my playing. D: (we saved the dog and it became the party's pet, dont worry. her name was fuyu.)
In an edge of the empire campaign, our Jawa bounty hunter critically failed a roll to stun a baddie, but it disintegrated him instead. We needed incredibly important details from the man.
For a bit more context. In combat we run a chart that lets you roll a d100 after you crit, to roll on a chart and see what you do. Our dm put us into a situation, he didnt think we would be able to win. in 3.5e being level 3 or 2 respectively. We start climbing up a cliff, our player who decided to play as a merchant type character, wanted to bring his donkey up. So, the dm said it was wide enough. And the dm was planning on killing the donkey, because it had ridiculous carry capacity. But, every time that it was in a situation of stress, such as: falling off, or becoming panicked, our barbarian would catch it, and lift him up above his head, with a nat 20. Or, our druid would calm it down. But, once we got up the cliff we were climbing. We came across a keep with heavy acidic damage, which 'we' decide to explore. By 'we' I mean everyone except for me. Then a green dragon flies out and lands on the ground, we then engage in combat. On its first turn it knocks out our fighter and almost knocks out our warlock. Our barbarian stands directly through the acid attacks, and on his first turn, rolls a natural 20, confirms it, with another 20. Then, he rolls a natural 100. So, he slices at its leg, causing it to collapse. Then he jumps up, and cuts off the dragons head. Ending the combat that we were supposed to lose, on his first turn. He was second in initiative. After the dragon, we then drained the dragon of all of its blood, and sold everything we could, turning its scales into armor for our druid. And getting roughly 20k gold each. Because we were also near a city we could actually sell all of this stuff at, so we all bought magic items, as well as level up 2 times from the combat. We are a party of 8 players, splitting the xp evenly between each of us.
I was the DM for this game, and my players had only just reached level 2, but they were already tearing the party apart. We had a neutral good elf ranger, a chaotic good Minotaur cleric of light, and the kicker: a chaotic neutral earth Genasi warlock. The warlock desperately wanted to have lycanthropy as part of her backstory, so I gave her a heavily debuffed version that would improve as she leveled up and got control of the curse. Anyway, after the warlock murder-hoboed a traveling guildmaster who was schmoozing with the elf (just to get petty revenge on the elf for cutting off her gorgeous silver hair) the Minotaur and elf knocked her out, tied her to a tree, and wrote murderer on her face in charcoal. They were going to take her to the guildmaster’s town to put her on trial. When the Genasi woke up, she went all out and transformed into a werewolf, shocking the other PCs and breaking out of her bindings. She then dashed away. She already had low HP from the multiple knockouts she had suffered. The cleric decides she can’t get away and casts guiding bolt. She had 4 HP out of a max of 17. Guiding bolt is 4d6. He rolls a nat 20. 15 damage times 2: 30 damage went past 0 HP with 26 damage to spare, instantly disintegrating her, no death saves. After watching her frenemy transform into a werewolf and then subsequently fry to dust and blow away in the wind, the elf ranger now has PTSD whenever she sees radiant damage. Honestly, she was doomed from the start, but I’m surprised it was a PC that did it and not the werewolf hunters that were tracking them.
Vorpal swords don’t auto kill enemies with legendary actions. They do an extra 6d8 slashing damage instead. So he still could have killed the crocodile eventually , but it shouldn’t have been a one shot unless that much damage would have killed it
He went for the Pteranodon, but I wouldn’t gone for the Tyrannosaurus rex. Jumping on the back of a flying dinosaur I can’t help but be reminded of that Gravity Falls episode where Stan just leaps towards a Pterodactyl that was already soaring at him.
My dnd moment is when I entered a room, did an investigation check to find 9 orbs, one black, one gold, the rest grey/white. I broke the gold one when a pile of gold and a gem popped out, and also an air elemental. I was flung and decided to use shatter. Big mistake. I broke every single other orb and released a plethora of monsters and magical darkness, they were kept inside the room with a magical batrier. I left and came back the next day to try to mage hand the ruby. I had disadvantage because of the darkness. 2 nat 20's, 12,000 gold piece ruby.
On our game the other night, the players had approached an evil orc camp, with mudhuts, they decided to try and set fire to them... So the rogue and the sorcerer stealth forward, the sorcerer takes out his expensive 200gold paper and passes it to the rogue, who sets fire to it... Then pulls out one of his torches and lights that with the expensive paper 😂
so I encountered a mini boss, in a corridor of a dungeon, that was a shape-shifting demon of sorts, which was in the form of me, I was losing, so I decided to roll for persuasion, I got a nat 20, THE DM FACEPALMS, FREAKING LEAVES, "I CANT DO THIS" I can hear him from the other room LMAOO, I said, you know what next encounter I have with it, I'm gonna attempt to marry it lol, if that encounter happens, I'll edit the comment
Long time ago so fuzzy on the details but it's a simple story. The first game I played, our DM hid a flying rug somewhere in the room. He told us after we found it that after putting it there he had second thoughts, but decided it was there now, so let the dice decide. He didn't really want us to have the rug, but also didn't want to fuck us with an impossibly high DC so it was just very high but not unbeatable. A NAT20 plus bonus would be exactly high enough for the sorcerer to get past the arcane trap protecting it. I wouldn't be posting this story hear if it wasn't obvious what he rolled. So then we had a flying rug
One of my player got frustrated at a raccoon-looking humanoid when he asked it a question and it became evident that it didn't know common. What did they do? They shout, "SPEAK COMMON!" at the creature and I ask them to roll intimidation. Nat 20. I have the creature get so scared that it pees itself in the middle of a crowded street, but I like to make nat 20's special, so I also had a holly light surround the creature for a moment, and after it disappeared the creature responded to his intimidation...in common, the language that had just been bestowed upon it by an unknown god. My player loved it.
My kobold, who's stats are dumped into strength and charisma to be the comically strong for his size and cuteness wielding a large hammer as a paladin was enough the make a dm face-palm without even the campaign starting. Now he loves the honorable sir butter and he gets a considerable boost in persuasion and is known to throw the larger than him hammer as an opener for the team
My friend was doing a modern day zombie one shot. I came in late and took over for a friend who had to leave. He was a taco stand owner. My first action as this character was to find a taco. The dm was in the midle of telling me I could only scavenge one on a nat 20 when, SURPRISE! Nat 20. I promptly ate it, found it to be rotten, puked myself to death and then started to eat the rest of the party.
Reminds me of my favorite nat 20 moment with my PC Korgoth the incontinent. A schizophrenic halfling with a cloak that makes him hear more voices in his head that he found in a chest and decided to keep because "he likes the extra company", a wolf pup that just randomly disappears/reappears every so often out of the pockets of his cloak. But that's not the nat 20 moment. So at my settlement, a bandit warlord was attacking me, so I decided to walk up to him and point a finger gun at him and say "bang"...nat 20. He just died on the spot. Mind you, my charecter was not magically gifted, he was something to the effect of a simple fighter. The rest of the bandits upon seeing this didn't know what to do and just simply...left, because a fucking schizo midget pointed a finger gun at their leader said "bang" and he promptly just dropped dead on the spot. Like wtf do you do after that?
So, my party consisted of a halfling rogue, a kenku ranger, and a tiefling fighter (turned paladin). We'd decided to take a job escorting some Dwarves back to their hometown, which being the group we were, we didn't hesitate when we accepted the job. It offered quite a decent amount of money, and we were more money driven than anything at that point. So, we get partway through the forest when we were stopped by Loki, who demanded we turn his Dwarves over to him immediately. Now, our DM was trying to challenge us and was attempting to kill us as almost everything else he'd thrown our way had been taken out swiftly, so the Loki we faced had 3 times the health the book stats said to have. The Tiefling and the Halfling start talking to each other, wanting to survive and avoid Loki, while questioning the Dwarves as to why Loki was after them, and being the Chaotic Neutral Ranger I was, I took a shot at Loki with my bow, but I say this quietly to the DM so the other party members could continue trying to find out why Loki was after the Dwarves. Me: "Does Loki look like he's at full health?" DM: "Make a Perception check" Me: "Uh... 16 total" DM: *thinks for a moment* "You notice he's got a bruise, but looks fine otherwise" Me: "I want to attack using Colossus Slayer and Hail of Thorns as a level 2 spell." DM: *smiles slightly* "Roll" The rest of the party had been talking amongst themselves and discussing about how they didn't want to fight a god and though we wanted the money, we wanted to keep our characters more. So, taking my opportunity, I rolled. Nat 20. My DM stops mid-explanation from the Dwarves to look from my dice to me, causing the other party members to question what I had done, to which I could only laugh. DM: "Hit... I guess..." Me: "Oh, this wasn't just any arrow... it has Hail of Thorns. Loki needs to make a Dexterity saving throw." The DM sighed a little, probably thinking that no matter what they rolled, it would succeed and I'd just gotten the party killed. Oh were they wrong. They rolled a Nat 1. They facepalmed so hard, the rest of the party stopped and stared at me as I almost fell out of my chair I was laughing so hard. Not only did I double the damage of the initial attack, I then doubled the damage again for Hail of Thorns. I ended up doing 166 damage on the first attack.
Our DM had just attacked my character a fire genasi sorcadin with a spell from one of two spell caster water monsters. Having passed the wisdom saving throw, my character proceeded to reply with a Firebolt. I rolled a nat 20 - and - with high crit score rules (max dice score + an extra roll) did just enough damage to kill the offending fish in one shot. It turned out she had a necklass with counter spell, so she could have been fine - but he wasn't expecting perfectly lethal damage from a catnip :D We then proceeded to finish the other spell caster of the mob then mop up the rest without much difficulty
my party and I had infiltrated a thieve's guild and we ended up getting found out, we were in their stronghold which was disguised as an upstanding business. We were trying to get out and made it all the way to the hallway to the main entrance/exit, we were being chased and they managed to cut us off, we engaged in battle while still trying to make it to the door but the DM made it clear we probably weren't going to make it out (I assume he had plans as he wasn't the kind to allow a TPK). In a moment of panic I pointed behind them and yelled at the theives, "Look! It's Jesus!" *4*. One of them responded, "He doesn't exist!" I yelled back, "I meant the Pope!" *nat 20*. They all turn around and look giving us just enough time to put some distance between us so we could escape to safety.
2:06, Not really related to dnd but this actually happened once irl The boys in my class were playing dodgeball for PE There were around 6-7 boys on both teams Towards the end of the game, it was 5 v 3 when suddenly one guy from the team with 3 starts dancing in the middle of his side, very close to the line that divided the two teams As if by magic, none of the balls manage to hit him and they ended up winning
had a good face palm on one game: playing a home brew zombie campaign 3.5. It was four of us (me: human-barbarian, elf-rogue, human-cleric-and sorcerer before my brother wanted to try and play. He came in as a half blue dragon- fighter. As the campaign started we were riding through the forest fighting small groups of zombies as excepted After some rest in the morning, there was some weird howling noises coming from the bushes(we could identify what it was) a hord of zombies started coming out. We all started to run and come up to a small farm house. We saw there was smoke coming from chimney. Hey let's see if we can hide there, so we decided to have the elf and cleric knock and see if we could take refuge, but rolled bad . we decided to hide in the barn instead, except for you know the half dragon. He started banging on the door yelling let us in. The old lady peeks out the prep hole and sees the enraged/ scared half dragon in half plate spiked armor. She screams" NO NO NO I WON'T OPEN THIS DOOR".while holding the door. As the zombies started to surround the area since he was yelling at the door... He just yelled at the DM, " I'm gonna break the door down with my war hammer." DM - UMMM ok roll. Sweet! Nat 20, excited that he thinking he's gonna get in. so the DM said "you lost control. as you take your hammer in both hands and hold it over your head. You swing that hammer down had hard as you can. it goes it through the door like butter though who's on the other side holding that for closed. Well that hammer came down through and smashed the old ladys head in.( That's just where the fun start) as the zombies were closing in around him with the commotion. he freaks out cuz he killed an old lady yanks his hammer out. Not knowing what he can do next He asked if he could throw the old ladies body at the zombies. He rolled 16 to grab the body through the door and 19 to throw it at the zombies. As he tried to run away to the barn where we was hiding couldn't get in the doors were blocked, so he got pinned by a ghoul by the door. as it lunged at him(dm" balance check) he rolled a 5, he fell backwards he asked if he could swing in the way down (dm" okay roll") nat 20 as he fell backwards he smashed this ghouls head in like the old lady except now the ghouls body is fell on him. (DM "okay now make a roll" nat 1, (dm)"the blood of the ghouls body covered him with a stench was unbearable, you started heaving and getting sick all over his self from the smell.. With the blood everywhere on him he tried to run to the well to wash it off and....... For sure fell in and almost died.
My moment of making the DM face palm was when in a boss fight after almost dying in the last one decided to make my rather serious character give less of a shit so I decided to drop into the hole the boss burrowed fifty feet deep with my 4"11 halfling I did this with my Flame Tongue Great Sword so I rolled a Dex sav and attack roll both nat 20 and then half the party copied me
I once was running a rwby dnd campaign and had a player roll a crit for fashioning a stick of wood into a case for his scroll. I was speachless for a good few seconds.
one time i used stones endurance (goliath barbarian) as a goblin stabbed to be petty and i rolled a 12, the goblin only did 6 damage but the nat 20 had spoken and i was at full health so dm says and i quote "as the goblin stabs you its weapon shatters and is so shocked it stands there in disbelief, you gain 6 temporary hp and gain two extra abs" i then punted the goblin through a brick wall with a nat 20 and a +5 to strength
I was playing a short game with a few friends where we were meant to go up against 3 bosses to try and get our freedom. One of the bosses was a beholder. I was playing a Tabaxi monk and in true cat style the first chance i got i jumped onto this thing and started trying to rip its eyestalks off. Now at this point using flurry of blows i could get in 5 attacks per turn. I have no idea what sorcery occured that night but i got so many nat 20s it was 2-4 per turn i kept getting. Each turn i was ripping off multiple eyestalks from this thing. And of course the very first ones i ripped off (i was rolling a dice to see what ones i got) were the instant kill ones. We all couldnt stop laughing at that insane fight that night. That beholder just never stood a chance against my feline might!
I've got a story for all of you and I'm the DM in this one. We're doing the Tyranny of Dragons: Hoard of the Dragon Queen quest, the party is getting ready to fight a dragon that appeared and started incinerating the guards on the tower. It's a higher level than the party (Being level 2'3 and 3's), so all they needed to do was deal 25 damage or get a crit to send it away. Being the notable dumbass that I am, I decided to give a reward to the player who got a Nat 20 on the dragon in the form of 1 of 10 magic items, thinking to myself "There's NO WAY anyone is gonna get some of these items." I was wrong. (Here's the list of items they could have received: Bag of Holding, Efficient Quiver, Gem of Seeing, Bead of Force, Wings of Flying, Dragon Slayer, Ring of Djinni Summoning, Cloak of the Manta Ray, Adamantine Armor, and finally, the Ring of Three Wishes.) Each item had to be rolled for using a d100, with 1-10 for Bag of Holding, and 91-100 for Ring of Three Wishes. Everyone in the party has a gauntlet imbued with a different element (It's an item that is important to the final fight) Me- "Alright everyone, roll me initiative.", Rogue- "Nat 20" the dragon had rolled a 19, so the Rogue goes first. Rogue- "I'm going to use my gauntlet and shoot lightning at the dragon.", Me- "Alright, but you're gonna need a-", Rogue- Nat 20. I sat there for a minute because I knew what this meant, this was the LAST person I wanted rolling for the items. My first mistake was making the items as a reward for a Nat 20, my second mistake was thinking nobody would get it, least of all her. Me- "I need you to roll me a d100.", Rogue- "96, so what did I win?" Me- "FUCK!" I bury my head in my hands for a minute while the table is laughing their asses off. Me- "You concentrate on the dragon as you raise your hand and a bolt of lightning hits the dragon square in the face. As the dragon flees, you notice that it dropped something.", Rogue- "I walk over and inspect it.", Me- "You find a ring, but you don't know what it is or what it does.", Bladedancer- "I use detect magic.", Me- "You're going to need AT LEAST a Nat 18 to-." Nat 20. "You got the Ring of 3 Wishes.". The Rogue IMMEDIATELY goes to put the ring on and used it to turn an Ambush Drake that they had tamed into a Guard Drake, but the way she worded it was as follows. "I wish that Chris' Ambush Drake evolved into a Guard Drake that has a Dragon Slayer sword and Wings of Flying in it's mouth.".... I'm never adding the Ring of Three Wishes as a Nat 20 reward ever again, but I can't deny that I had fun. Plus, I'm kinda interested to see what they do with it now.
I was playing a child tabaxi ranger which was allowed to use our paladins celestial mount. The Paladin told me that i could tell jokes to his mount if i get bored, i did exactly that with a nat 20 on performance. As a result of this, my character was really proud of himself, the celestial mount laughed his ass off and the townspeople around us were scared as fuck by the sound the mount made.
not a nat 20 but this story was halerious. This was my first time playing dnd. i was a 1st level druid (meaning i cant change to any creatures). and this was the first session. my chracter was cassually taking a stroll in his forest while he saw a wagon speed past him, and turns a left. after like 2 seconds my charecter hears a loud sound. when he went to check out that sound he saw the wagon upside down with 2 horse in blood when he gets close to it he sees the guy who rode the wagon was lying there with half of his body underneth the wagon. my dude imediatly tryies to lift the wagon to pull him out NAT 1 Dm: u lifts the wagon half way up but manneges to drop it right on top of that guy's body ultimatly cutting him in 2 :D
Was playing D20 Traveler I had rolled up a Retired Navy Doctor who had a high enough Intelligence to basically take a none standard language at a level nearly on par with native speaker. Also a Dexterity high enough to practically free hand Nero Surgery. Our party met at a tavern at a space station. (Traveller is a sci fi game) my character orders the equivalent of live grasshopper. Eaten with chopsticks. Rolled to see how successful I was on my meal. Basically don’t roll a 10 . Rolled 20 GM basically decided I eat it like I been doing so my whole life. Finishing by catching the last piece mid air while hardly paying attention. The GM honestly given my dext was willing to let me take 10 and say I just didn’t embarrass myself. TLDR .. Basically critically succeed at eating sushi flying like 2 ft off the ground mid conversation.
Our party was just about to fight this really powerfully sorcerer, and our Ranger (I think that was his class) decided to pray to his god to smite the sorcerer... Nat 20... The sorcerer died instantly... Another time we all had enchanted breadsticks that we used to beat a pirate ship full of skeleton pirates to death
Invisible Chaos entity slipping cards from the deck of many things into peoples pockets. Gets caught by double 20s on a perception check with disadvantage first interaction.
What made my DM facepalm? The party I was with (Human barbarian, Halfling ranger, Half-Elf Sorcerer, and me, Half-Elf Rogue/Bard, playing Pathfinder 3.5), were fighting the Lizardfolk BBEG and his cleric cronies, and when I rolled to hit the BBEG, I rolled 19. And then another 19. And then an 18, confirming both critical hits. I then rolled maximum damage with a Heavy Crossbow (The full 1d10 + 1, so 11 damage). So I did 11 x 4 damage to the boss, cleaving through the cleric in front of him and then killing the boss. But not alone, because the Sorcerer managed to do 45 damage with a Scorching Ray. Our DM was like *Inhales* "HOW"
So we had your average dnd party makeup in a paladin dragonborn an human rogue an elf warrior and an elf cleric, we were doing our first dungeon which was a treetop village the elves abandoned a hundred years or so ago, but it was infested with gnolls. So we just waltz in almost die from a wisp (we were lvl 2 or 3) and manage to find the "boss room" which was a pub that the gnoll packleader took over with a few of his guards. This tree village is around 200 to 300 feet off the ground on some redwood trees this pub was right near the edge of the platform. We tried to kick the door down which didn't end well our paladin almost fell off the edge. The packleader comes charging out snarling and raging at the intruders that dare interrupt him and the warrior ain't having none of it she grapples him (nat 18) and maintains the grapple for the packleaders turn and on her turn she fricking suplexes this packleader off the edge with a nat 20 we had to climb down to get the key to the magical elevator from him later which out rogue found out just had much damage falling from 150 feet is
I was doing a fallout themed RP. My friends come across a small settlement they go up to the gate into where they are greeted by a small child. “Wastelander. Do you come in please or war?” The kid asked. Before any one can can respond one of my mates shouts, “WAR!!” and the others just kind of went with it. The kid runs off to get there father (the Mayor). He walks out side to see what happening. My friend what to shot him straight away. She rolls a 20. He dies. So his son comes out with power armer, a mini gun, and 300 hp. Combat starts. He goes first. He targets the medic. He rolls a 20. He shots his mini gun at her until that there is nothing left but shoes. She was pissed off at me.
So, my brother is the dm for a homebrew campaign I play in and we somehow had a lich's soul in a jar, rasner, our war cleric, serving the God of War in this world, accidentally let it slip that our party had that lich soul, the God immediately cuts the connection and we hear a howl in the distance. Me, being a level 4 fighter, and who had just drawn the comet spell, i run to the edge of the forest to intercept this wolf, telling our rogue to stand down, that I need to fight it alone. The rogue complies. So I'm standing at a small clearing at the edge of the woods when I just see wolf paw prints in the dirt, I then yell that I want to 1v1 whomever beast this was, I'm told to make a persuasion roll, nat 20, my brother sighs, makes the demigod turn visible and accepts my challenge. Thanks to me using my moon cards wish spell, casting antimagic field, I win the 1v1 with the 10th level bard, leveling up immediately, and now I have a God pissed off at me. Next session is gonna be fun.
Closest for this would be the time the party's gypsy pc got a female ghost pregnant. He cast Ghost Touch on his junk, and surprisingly even cast a spell called Block the Seed, which was altered slightly by him after a high percentile roll meant it failed to do it's purpose. Instead a low percentile roll on the DM's part would mean that Block the Seen failed. Well, she rolled a fail for the spell, then critical success for the ghost getting pregnant afterward. Much laughter ensued before DM's husband spoke on the idea of a half ghost rogue. Granted, this was the game where my elf warlock got a set of triplets pregnant, one with triplets herself.
Went into a goddesses temple and prayed for assistance my character wasn't a cleric or anything and the gm had me roll a d100 got a 99 or something ridiculous. The goddess just burst into the room in a flash of light. I have heard your prayers and have come to answer your prayers. That is how my wild mage became a champion to the goddess of justice and mercy. Just waltzed into a temple ruin during our dungeon crawl placed my offering thinking nothing of it and the goddess just appeared in the room.
So! Party of 4. Homebrew Campaign. I am a Half-Elf Bard. We enter a Room in a Castle with a Chest in the middle of a basically empty room. We all have to roll a Wisdom Save when we enter. Me and another smaller party member fail our Saves and REALLY Want what’s in the Chest. We charge it, but the other Party member can sense BAD from Chest. They attempt to stop us. We get to the Chest and it is locked. Out of my PCs desperation to get the Thing. She attempt to open/lock pick the chest with her Rapier. Dm says sure. NAT20. The DM just stopped for a moment to contemplate his life choices. DM says “The Chest pops open revealing Black Orb. That just looks like a Black Hole into the void drawing you in. It calls to you and those that have a connect to Magic feel as thought magic was sucked from into this void” It was a Orb of Annihilation. Luckily the Bigger Party members dragged us out before I got to touch it. I REALLY wanted to touch it. That is how I almost TPKed my party with a beautiful NAT20.
My players enter a brothel (made the location as a joke and as a reference to one of my first time playing a table top rpg) and rolled well enough to find a very perverted succubi. My players wanted to recruit it so they can make her a sales girl for one of there shops. They rolled a NAT20 and now I have to deal with that among other things.
Originally From Lewis Carroll's poem Jabberwocky: One, two! One, two! And through and through The Vorpal blade went snicker-snack. He left it dead, and with it's head. We went gallumphing back. Hence, a Vorpal blade is one that decapitates a foe on a roll of a 20. (In 1e, it was 18-20.)
It wasn't DnD, bit a game that our DM created himself that played similarly to dnd (using poly dice and minis) but instead of rolling for stats and chosing a class, you would instead choose what color Order you aligned yourself with and each order was different, other then your race and the base stats he gave that race, your characters personality and stuff where based on a set series of rolls that, if it met the criteria outlined before each roll, would determine, if it did, which of the 7 sins or virtues you be given a point in. In this game, i was a leonin of the bronze order hoplite named Jabari and the Nat 20 that I rolled that made the DM groan as he slowly palmed himself and stood there with his face in his hand for a while before he started to slowly shake it back and forth, his hand still firmly plastered to his forehead as he began chuckling softly was: I rolled to see how big of a shit i had just dropped into the sand of one of this churches Zen gardens, right in front of it zealous deacon and the gardens curator all because "Hey, I'm a cat, and that looks like a litterbox." My shit became THE world record of its nature due to my nat 20.
had a friend who used a rock and got a nat 20 to kill 20 skeletons by ricocheting around the cave through their heads. proceeded to know that it was a magic item through a nat 20. yeah it was a magical homing piece of rock.
Not just one, the day we started using our crit cards, in the first combat, my fighter rolled seven 20s over something like a 6 round combat, I had to have the cleric confirm that they were legit, I will never see luck like that again
So, haven't tried this yet but the campaign is starting soon. It has to do with the 3 2 1 item rule. 3 common, two uncommon, and one rare. Guess what is somehow classed as common. A diamond. Which sells for 5000 gp. Interested on how it turns out.
Whenever I use my flute and get a nat 20, just because of how ridiculous the action usually is. I "tamed" a sewer monster, distracted the demogorgon, tamed a wolf (different campaign, same character), used it as a tool for intimidation, etc. Just stupid things that shouldn't work.
didn't happen to me but this involved the entire party. we are made up of a hobgoblin fighter, a cleric, a bard, a monk and a rogue (me). we had to travel to a lighthouse that was taken over by cultists and get rid of the storm that was brewing around it as a result of the cultists. we meet a banshee who needs corporeal travelers to get her shell back to her so she can live in it again. we go into the lighthouse and defeat all of the enemies and dispose of the heart of a god that was creating the storms. we go back into the main part of the lighthouse to rest for the night and decide to look for the shell at last. we find it and start making checks. insight, history, arcana- they're all failing. we know it's magical but have no clue why. our hobgoblin fighters steps up and asks "can i check for a pull cord?". our DM takes a second before the hobgoblin rolls and says "i swear to god if this is a nat 20.." *NAT 20*. we play through zoom, so all we see is the DM disappear from his zoom square and is just laughing for a solid 2 minutes. we now have a magic conch of finite knowledge that answers "yes" and "no". all because of a VERY well timed nat20.
i dont even play dnd (its unreasnably expensive where i live) and i have so much fun hearing these stories, if i get a chance to play this game, i wil seize it without a second thought.
Step 1: sign up for a free account on roll20.com Step 2: find people to play with via r/lfg on reddit Step 3: know that the resources you need for playing dnd like the player’s handbook and guides on making characters all exist online (i recommend jocat’s crap guide to dnd videos) Step 4: Profit!!
The party, a group of level 3’s, preparing to head up The Spine of the World, stopped in a nearby settlement for warmer cloths and picked up a job killing a group of sabretooths. While tracking the big cats we happened to see a random mammoth, remembering the DM had said he wanted everyone to have exotic mounts I immediately called divv on the mammoth and everyone agreed. We abandoned the sabre tracks to approach the mammoth, but the Mammoth is under attack by sabretooths, so we fight and rescue it. Then my moment came I declare my intent to tame the Mammoth the rouge help actioned, the cleric gave me divine guidance, and the bard shared inspiration. The dice were cast for all to see, I already had a +5 to animal handling I got +2 from guidance a +8 from bardic inspiration and I rolled a nat 20 the group cheers. “Does a 35 give it to me?” I ask, after staring at the dice for 30 seconds in stun silence the DM said the Mammoth seems to very much like you but it starts to wonder off. The bard cast talk with animals to ask where it was going; The mammoth replied we seem like great people, but he was hungry and was off to find lunch. We offer an all it could eat meal if it came with us. After another 30 second pause and some rolls behind his screen the DM relented, and we now have a Mammoth. After the game I asked the DM was the Mammoth meant to be tamed, “No” he said, it was the more dangerous way to find the sabretooths if we failed the survival check to track the sabretooths and he only gave it to us cause I broke 30 and he crited a D100.
I have a grandparent named Sargent, but no family members in the military who else has relatives with military titles for names, but have never fought in the military?
I'm not sure if the DM facepalmed because I had video disabled due to connection trouble, but in a one-shot, I shocked the entire table. Now I play a lightfoot DS Sorceress, normally I just hang back and heal the party, but I saw an opportunity for a twinned attack so I cast Guilding bolt on two enemies. One just barely missed while the other got a nat 20. Me: Wait! I wasn't trying to kill him! DM: Did you want non-lethal? Me: I can do non-lethal? DM: Yeah, sure. Who's your deity? Me: Lliira, Goddess of Joy DM: *Thinks for a minute* He collapses to the ground from the massive orgasm in his pants. We were laughing about this for 3 straight hours, and from then on I rolled for non-lethal damage until one NPC turned my best friend to stone. I Nat20'd her and asked for lethal because I was PIIIIIISSED. DM: Your rage turns into a beam of pure holy power and smites her literally into dust. Her incapacitation spells are also broken. Me: FEAR ME BITCHES!!! I AM ENGELHJEM, SORCERESS OF JOY!!! Even though everyone went their separate ways, my best friend and I still laugh about it to this day.
One "DM facepalm" incident I remember wasn't even caused by a nat 20.
Our level 13(?) party had been stripped of all weapons and equipment and dumped into a level one module. At one point, a skeleton popped up and started monologing at the paladin. She one-shotted it and said "I do not banter with minions."
Our DM facepalmed and mumbled through her fingers "that was the Boss."
Bruh
Jesus
Wth lol
You have to admit that’s the best boss fight ever
Bruh
Dance Dance Revolution goldminer is definitely my next one shot character
Link please
2:20 didn't expect it to be the first!
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I got a mental image of Old Man McGucket
from Gravity Falls.
This feels like a West of Loathing joke
I love the Nat 20 where it’s completely possible but under the Situation they are like wtf
like a legless hand stand
Why is the legless handstand impossible?
@@privpi I said possible
That one could be considered impossible due to blood lose but it the wound didn’t spill blood out it’s somewhat possible
@@cjslime8847 I missread the comment, sorey
@Nerd 57 shut up
DM gives player a weapon with a 5% chance of instant kill with every attack.
Player instantly kills super tough boss they should have had no chance of defeating.
DM: surprised pikachu face
Yeah. That's way too OP for a random weapon.
@@EskChan19 Depends
Could’ve been a weapon that was from a boss
This sounds a bit like a Stronger Vorpal.
8:16 the idea of the sorcerer chewing out a god through a worshiper, this is gold 😀😃😃😃😃.
That nat20 that made me facepalm, was when the players were at the beach, and one of them rolled to look for and pick up rocks.... at the beach. And got a nat20.
Result?
@@cjslime8847 Not only did she find rock. But she found 1 piece of gold, and a cool looking clam shell.
@@TheRaven_200
Perfect way to handle it
@@cjslime8847 I thought it was funny. LOL
I mean i know they aren’t like spell slots where getting one now means you can’t later but i can’t help but think that way regardless.
My gnome warlock pursuaded a bugbear that we did not stab it multiple times it then proceded to die from questioning existance with the help of our skeleton saying this is just a dream skeletons can't talk.
We had to take a 20 min break to stop laughing.
11:59 As my father has taught me, once a Marine, always a Marine. Even after being honorably discharged due to a back injury after carrying a fellow Marine up a hill, he's still a Marine. Nothing will change that.
Absolutely.
My father was Air Traffic Control in Phu Bai when he was a teen. Was a Marine, still is a Marine, taught me to respect life and to respect death.
Love that old fart.
I'm the guy whose group rolled 3 Nat20s, and whose DM is a Marine Vet.
"Now the fighter has a flying pteranodon mount that I don't know how to deal with"
Underground spaces, animal handling checks whenever something spooks it, ranged attacks targeting it(keep it slow at first if an upcoming level up will allow the mounted combatant feat), AOE attacks, knocking prone, flying weight limit.
You could also just, let them have it. It's not at all balanced but it gives a nice bit of flair and can be a gut-wrencher if you kill it later on after the fighter grows attached(a little evil, but that's kinda the point)
Maybe send a afternoon, a dragon, or a enemy teranodon
Auto correct changed wyvern to afternoon
It's totally "deal-able"... Flying creatures can fall. Something as useful as a pteranodon is going to run up a food bill, too. AND it's a whole new kettle of fish to ride something powered in flight, just like graduating to a horse is a whole new experience from walking or riding a bike... It's not as easy to get along with mounted combat in all 3 dimensions of movement... and NO BRAKES.
Flyers tend to be delicate... SO it can be insanely useful, but there are inherent limits. My advice to this GM is "It's about time to learn to deal with it"...
Like you said, "Let them have it a while." I frankly enjoy giving my Players nifty useful animals and crap, just so I don't leave them without options when they face the next level or whatever... ;o)
The story about Mogar getting his legs ripped off was great.
So i was dming for my friends when a bandit came up and held one of them hostage for the others to try and save him. Instead of doing something logical or smart, the hostage decided it was a good idea to act very gay and flirty, causing the bandit to be grossed out long enough for the hostage to put a dagger through his throat.
I still have a headache from that facepalm lol
Nat 20 on smash " imma smash that chest" (context 3 mimics in a row and I was a barbarian) that was the last chest in the dungeon that was had some dope shit in there before I destroyed it all
I was the player with the Marine DM and, the three Nat20s. Thank you.
We were in the high levels of a 3.5 D&D campaign. I was running some combination of Barbarian/Frenzied Berserker/Fighter with an awesome great axe (x3 crit multiplier). The DM had spent weeks leading us to the Big Bad fight and weeks stating up the Big Bad and his army of minions.
Queue initiative and the Big Bad prepared monolog. I won, rage/frenzy/charge/great leap, CRIT. Had to pull out the calculator. When the math ended, I had done over 600hp of damage, one-shot the Big Bad, proceeded to cleave, great cleave and with one attack from one character the battle was over, what was left of minions was running. We had to speak with dead to get the monolog and his plans and to find out who the next Big Bad was.
Bro we need a "what was the saddest moment in your DnDs campaigns" or "what moment made you shed a tear on DnD?"
....like a I game thing or a thing that happened irl to affect said game?
Picture this. We’re in a tomb that belongs to the BBEG, a lich named Alphons, and the rogue, wizard, and artificer find a room full of magical artifacts. Not waiting to disarm any traps that may have been present, the rogue attempted to steal a pair of magical booty shorts, setting off ten 9th level fireball runes spread throughout the room, resulting in a total of 506 fire damage. The rogue goes through all of her options to see if she could reduce the damage enough to not die immediately. Nothing. Then, she remembers our DM mentioning earlier in the campaign that if he were to roll a nat 20 stealth check, she could stealth straight into another plane. She goes to roll, and sure enough, plain as day for all of us to see, nat fucking 20. That rogue was a glorious bastard, and it’s a damn shame that character died. Her memory shall be carried on through hushed whispers, spread by those in awe of their sheer bullshitting capabilities.
(Edited to correct pronouns)
What level? Rogues have evasion and success on a dexterity saving throw (which is what a fireball causes) means they take no damage and only half damage if they fail, additionally only 1 fireball could go off on him at a time RAW because they fill the area with fire of a certain temperature and intensity (determined by the spell level and represented by the amount of dice rolled) and they shouldn't really overlap, personally I think your DM was being a dick about the whole thing.
@@ImeACunt level 10. I’d say it was a pretty fair lesson in ‘don’t try to steal shit from an incredibly powerful lich without at least disarming the traps’.
@@static4028 ye like if there powerful and magic and in a well defended place u gotta have consequences
Brb gonna stealth into another dimension
I was running a session recently, and was using a free module off the internet. The module had level one players go up against a gray ooze, which seemed fine. The very first round of the combat, it got a critical on the barbarian and turned him into a skeleton. First hit of anything happening at all, a player dies. That didn't cause the facepalm though. After they won they found a room with 4 suits of armor in it and two pillars. Pillars were involved in a puzzle... Well... the artificer used arcana on a suit of armor, and got a nat 20 for a total of 25. I told him he realizes the suits of armor are animated armor and that they would trigger only if someone went between the two pillars. The kobold monk (my sister) immediately said, "Let's steal the animated armor". So... they stole the four suits of animated armor without triggering them, went to a wizard tower in Waterdeep, then sold them for 8,000 gp in total, resurrected the dead player, and definitely failed the quest.
Tl;dr: Party member dies on the first round of combat from the first hit anyone was hit by, so the party stole the dungeon to afford resurrecting him.
The DM in the second one kinda dug that hole themselves. Mine was when my players rolled successive Nat 20s to hide, trick and then backstab an early game midboss, completely ending the entire encounter before rolling ANOTHER Nat 20 to intimidate the goblin followers. I was very done.
Alright, so this was my first facepalm as a DM and it was great. This was for me and my friends Halloween event D&D session/Murder Mystery (spooky) and I created a home brew monster for just this night, it can't kill and it has around well 3,000 HP, they all had busted characters that could one shot a 500 hp monster so I had no choice. Anyway the team so far was a Rough Gnome named Gnome, a home brew class called a gangster named Big Daddy Pimp Shrimp, another custom class called a hunter (think rough and ranger mixed together) named hanz, a half wizard/warrior named Deus, and our warlock Luck. So when I started I did not know how to start, judging by the lineup of characters I had to fight not to get my friendly monster killed, of course they did kill it, but luckily we all decided later that it would become it's own creature in our future/ancient world something like that. It began with my friends favorite character General James, James was a weird one he had weird pets and just crazy stuff around his house but he was a war vet that is over 150 years old and is only a half elf with a secret power not even my friends know yet (hahahaha), anyway he invited them over to his mansion for Halloween without their armor and with costumes instead, so our weird looking group of a gnome, a shrimp in a tux, a half elf that does not know how to speak, a lady warlock that is like a mix between Elmo and The Grinch (not kidding) and a weird ex god that has way to much trauma, all in costume. Now the party all comes to the house and does not expect much, after a few minutes of conversation and exploration around his HUGE house, we walk down stairs and we see james standing there just waiting for us to come back down and he gets stabbed through the chest out of the wall through his costume and pulled through the wall like nothing and when the party tried to follow they could not go through the wall. Now this was the funniest thing that has ever happened to me because I thought that I had just scared the players into thinking he was dead, they knew before the game that there was a murder mystery but they thought it was going to be a random NPC but nope it was james, now I did scare everyone except Hanz, you see Hanz has a home brew gift in his bag of holding, it was a gift from his god, it's called "The Wish of the World" and hanz had waited for this very moment, he wanted to use his wish and see if would work, however, he would have to roll high for it to work EXACTLY how he wants it, this is not where the nat 20 happens yet, His player asks me "Hey, uh I got a question?" Me: "Yeah?" Hanz: "Can the wish be used for anything I want?" Me:"yeah, why?" Hanz: "can I wish for something?" Me: "sure" Hanz: "I wish for James to come back the creature to come before me and before I kill it I want my sniper to become god and bitch slap him across the face" Me: "uhhhhhhhhhhh, you know what fuck it, go for it." Hanz rolls and well He would literally need a nat 20 for this to work so I'm just sitting here ready to laugh at the way I would kill Hanz then all I hear is the sound of clapping and screaming/laughter I look at the table a.....nat........20. Me: "god damn it" then I start laughing. James comes back through the wall and asks what happened, the creature comes out of the wall and as it does Hanz's sniper becomes God and I said in the deepest voice I can go say as god "I will Bitch Slap you to Hell, DEMON!" and poof goodbye the trickster. Man I love my friends.
I rolled for familiar strength before we even started the campaign- the fae just said “imagine a nat 20” - for context my familiar is a hawk- the DM rolled- nat 20- they facepalmed and proceeded to yell- “IM NOT GIVING YOU A BUF FALCON” me- a avian- changeling- we were using homebrewed races- said “okay. What about for health” the dm caved. They said “fine! You have an immortal owl” I now have an immortal owl to fight with. I will continue to update you on this.
Ex-Marine? What the hell's that? Glad you got it right, Brian.
Semper Fi.
The story about the Marine DM is mine, in case you want to know. I taught him a few things, before current events forced us to not play.
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"It's gen-ah-see. not gen-sigh." - Hermione.
G e n o c i d e
Mogar: ‘Tis just a flesh wound!
After just watching It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia when he said 'Giant Bird' I was like, 'Giant Bird? Or Dee Reynolds.' lol
I have no confirmation that Mogar is a reference to The Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy...but I'm choosing to believe it is.
(It's Harold/Billy's Dads' rocker stage name from the show)
I was that face-palming DM once. My players named their group The B-team because the unfathomable number of nat1's they rolled ensured that nobody wanted to hire them. One day, their fighter, who modeled himself after a Roman Centurion with a giant shield and a warhammer, got knocked prone and dragged next to a hobgoblin warmage mini-BBEG with a force whip. The player then said, "I know this is foolish because of the penalties, but I'm going to attack from the ground." At least he admitted it was a poor decision. A nat20 smashed the enemy's ankle then brought the warhammer around through its skull. In the next fight he rolled a nat1 (surprise) and fell prone in front of a pair of hobgoblins. He then nat20'd a cleave attack and took them both down allowing the party to swarm the archers. Later, while fighting an ogre one-on-one beside a pit he VOLUNTARILY dropped prone and attacked with a shoving attack. A nat 20 sent the ogre into the pit where it delayed a climbing titan long enough for the party to bind it with a ritual. This became his favored fighting method. Sin he tried it against the campaign BBEG, a powerful cleric. He dropped prone and took two swings, both nat20's. I was completely in awe over how the dumbest way of fighting was the only way for their party to actually win, yet time and time again it worked. They eventually TPK'd because of 6 unfortunate nat1's in a row, but if he had survived he would have opened an academy that thought his fighting method: Turtle Style.
I was playing a centaur cleric and rolled to break open a locked chest (since no one could pick locks) and rolled a nat 20. That was a bad idea as there was a magical substance inside that was extremely volatile and almost exploded as a 12th level spell. Good times.
I’m the DM in a home brew campaign where I use a roll table if the players want me to. So they took a quest to hunt a beast in the area, they want to roll on the random beast table and they roll a Alicorn.
So they go out looking for the alicorns and run into them, but I gave them an option, kill the alicorns or help them out by hunting down some corrupted alicorns, they choose the corrupted. A long list of shenanigans later involving cows and speak with animals they find a heard of horses. Alicorns have an ability to look like normal horses so the party starts to look around the heard. One of my players speaks up “I want to jump on one of the horses backs to tame them.” I say roll for it, she rolls alright and jumps on the horses back, I tell her it stays to buck and she needs to roll to stay on. She rolls Nat 1, so she falls off the horse and slams into another one, I roll for the houses to kick at her, Nat 20, so she is sent flying across the feild with her jaw broken and 2/3s of her health missing (they were level 4 at this time). Turns out she got kicked by the corrupted alicorn and a fight ensues, she gets Nat 20ed and is brought down to death saves. Their level 2 goblin Rouge NPC saves her with a health potion and they finish off the rest of the corrupted Alicorns.
Okay, my last session with our group had a total of like 7 Nat20's between the seven of us, but heres how I got MY nat20.
So, we're currently trying to get to the top floor of a Backrooms-situation Walmart and we meet a wizard. Now, Im the Rogue of the group with a +7 on my Persuasion. Everyone else is asking the wizard questions to try and figure out where we go and hes giving one-word answers.
Well I ask if I can persuade him to help us out. I roll. The die lands, and no kidding the dm asks verbatum "Is that another Nat20?" So of course, I cheer out that it is and proceed to become best friends with the wizard and gain us safe passage through the room and an ally for the final fight. 😌
Played a Halfling Rogue in the Lost Mine of Phandelver campaign. We were sent in to catch an evil wizard leading a group of bandits. We had cleared out most of the dungeon when we came across the wizard. Now, I was in stealth at the time, shadowing the party, and got really high on initiative and it was my turn first. Rolled a Nat20 with advantage to shoot him with my shortbow (1d6), rolled 2 extra D6s for sneak attack, plus another 3 D6s for Nat20 extra damage. Ended up rolling exactly the wizard's HP (21 or something), said I shot his knee out with my arrow. DM was stunned. He planned to bust out all the wizard's spells on us and I just 1-shot no-scope the guy. We capture the wizard and bring him in and the party gets a reward, but there was also an additional bounty put out on him by someone else who wanted him dead. Rest of the party leaves to celebrate, and I stay behind at the jail. Won a persuasion check to get the guard to go away. Then I proceeded to convince the wizard to commit suicide (with the aid of a vial of poison I had at the time) with a Nat20 on Intimidation, then go off to collect the other reward just for me. Literally killed the dude twice.
the "Ex-Marine" (wtf?) one had me go 'that happened'
My Story. The guy was wounded to the point that he couldn't serve any more. That being said, he's still proficient in Intimidation when need be.
I'm curious to know, what ideas did DMs have that they never got to use in the campaigns they ran?
I think that there's a video or two already.
I was playing a Druid, and as a joke I rolled to seduce a giant spider, Nat 20. Then after a series of misfortunes, the island was blowing up, and again I joked about saving my spider lover, another Nat 20...They are both still married to this day.
Was she a drider or regular spider?
@@funnyblog100 oh Jesus I hope to god it wasn't just a full on spider
I do. I’d like to see more friendly spider and snake characters. They are always unfairly cast as evil monsters when they are actually useful to have around as pest control.
@@funnyblog100 he was a regular spider
@@patrickyoung812 Yeah if I were gm I would give you a pet spider that you tamed. I wouldn't allow bestiality in my game.
Uh
I have a dnd story
So
My character is a telf who had a -1 in wisdom and intelligence (we still laugh about how dumb my character is even if they are now 0 modifiers) and a +4 in dexterity
We where going through our first dungeon (took several days to complete) and we came across a gate thing (like on castles forgot the name for it) I rolled to look through it and got a low roll and i said "ah yes it's a gate" my bf (who is supposed to be the smartest character but apparently is dumber than me somehow) tells us there are two goblins in the room beyond the gate, I rolled to attack after asking if an arrow could fit into the holes and the dm said yes, preceeded to one shot one of the goblins in the head (if it would have bounced off the wall it would have killed the other gobin) then killed the other
We still joke about this to this day
My character is dumb but deadly
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Few days later got backhanded by a living puddle when just trying to see it was made out of
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The dis of that slap
Just wanted to say that while I had to shave a part of my head yesterday 2 x 2 in square for medical reasons associated with my CLL leukemia. I was feeling fairly down since I have hair down to my waist and a bald spot in the bottom back half of my head now but these videos have had me cracking up for 45 minutes. Thank you so much for the serotonin boost. Now I am thinking I will even out the rest and do a low sitting devils walk and make pony tails and braids easier. Wouldn't have gotten over my hair style shell shock so easily without your stories. Great job keep it up please. Got a not fun painful procedure coming up and planning to come back for endorphin boost.
9:32 Yah, but did the PC's get the XP from killing all the forest creatures and the Mini-Boss?
😄😁😆😅😂🤣
oh, another story i have, in my very first session we had a very ragtag group of people. i played a cute little half elf bard named twig who, like, half the party had a crush on because she was just so dang cute and ditzy. but we came across a pack of wolves fairly early on within our short-run campaign, and one of the other members in my party wanted to befriend the "cute puppy" which was snarling at them and about to rip thier god damn face off. so i, being a bard, whip out my flute and roll a performance to try to get the wolf to stop going batshit crazy. nat 20. i played the flute so beautifully that the wolf had no idea what to do and tried to drown itself because of the sheer beauty of my playing. D:
(we saved the dog and it became the party's pet, dont worry. her name was fuyu.)
In an edge of the empire campaign, our Jawa bounty hunter critically failed a roll to stun a baddie, but it disintegrated him instead. We needed incredibly important details from the man.
For a bit more context. In combat we run a chart that lets you roll a d100 after you crit, to roll on a chart and see what you do. Our dm put us into a situation, he didnt think we would be able to win. in 3.5e being level 3 or 2 respectively. We start climbing up a cliff, our player who decided to play as a merchant type character, wanted to bring his donkey up. So, the dm said it was wide enough. And the dm was planning on killing the donkey, because it had ridiculous carry capacity. But, every time that it was in a situation of stress, such as: falling off, or becoming panicked, our barbarian would catch it, and lift him up above his head, with a nat 20. Or, our druid would calm it down. But, once we got up the cliff we were climbing. We came across a keep with heavy acidic damage, which 'we' decide to explore. By 'we' I mean everyone except for me. Then a green dragon flies out and lands on the ground, we then engage in combat. On its first turn it knocks out our fighter and almost knocks out our warlock. Our barbarian stands directly through the acid attacks, and on his first turn, rolls a natural 20, confirms it, with another 20. Then, he rolls a natural 100. So, he slices at its leg, causing it to collapse. Then he jumps up, and cuts off the dragons head. Ending the combat that we were supposed to lose, on his first turn. He was second in initiative. After the dragon, we then drained the dragon of all of its blood, and sold everything we could, turning its scales into armor for our druid. And getting roughly 20k gold each. Because we were also near a city we could actually sell all of this stuff at, so we all bought magic items, as well as level up 2 times from the combat. We are a party of 8 players, splitting the xp evenly between each of us.
I was the DM for this game, and my players had only just reached level 2, but they were already tearing the party apart. We had a neutral good elf ranger, a chaotic good Minotaur cleric of light, and the kicker: a chaotic neutral earth Genasi warlock. The warlock desperately wanted to have lycanthropy as part of her backstory, so I gave her a heavily debuffed version that would improve as she leveled up and got control of the curse. Anyway, after the warlock murder-hoboed a traveling guildmaster who was schmoozing with the elf (just to get petty revenge on the elf for cutting off her gorgeous silver hair) the Minotaur and elf knocked her out, tied her to a tree, and wrote murderer on her face in charcoal. They were going to take her to the guildmaster’s town to put her on trial. When the Genasi woke up, she went all out and transformed into a werewolf, shocking the other PCs and breaking out of her bindings. She then dashed away. She already had low HP from the multiple knockouts she had suffered. The cleric decides she can’t get away and casts guiding bolt. She had 4 HP out of a max of 17. Guiding bolt is 4d6. He rolls a nat 20. 15 damage times 2: 30 damage went past 0 HP with 26 damage to spare, instantly disintegrating her, no death saves. After watching her frenemy transform into a werewolf and then subsequently fry to dust and blow away in the wind, the elf ranger now has PTSD whenever she sees radiant damage. Honestly, she was doomed from the start, but I’m surprised it was a PC that did it and not the werewolf hunters that were tracking them.
Vorpal swords don’t auto kill enemies with legendary actions. They do an extra 6d8 slashing damage instead. So he still could have killed the crocodile eventually , but it shouldn’t have been a one shot unless that much damage would have killed it
my friend slapped a fish and got a nat20.
the fish has no upper body anymore.
He went for the Pteranodon, but I wouldn’t gone for the Tyrannosaurus rex.
Jumping on the back of a flying dinosaur I can’t help but be reminded of that Gravity Falls episode where Stan just leaps towards a Pterodactyl that was already soaring at him.
That first one,all I can picture in my head is that six flags song playing in the background,you know the one with the old dancing guy.😆😆😆
My dnd moment is when I entered a room, did an investigation check to find 9 orbs, one black, one gold, the rest grey/white. I broke the gold one when a pile of gold and a gem popped out, and also an air elemental. I was flung and decided to use shatter. Big mistake. I broke every single other orb and released a plethora of monsters and magical darkness, they were kept inside the room with a magical batrier. I left and came back the next day to try to mage hand the ruby. I had disadvantage because of the darkness. 2 nat 20's, 12,000 gold piece ruby.
On our game the other night, the players had approached an evil orc camp, with mudhuts, they decided to try and set fire to them... So the rogue and the sorcerer stealth forward, the sorcerer takes out his expensive 200gold paper and passes it to the rogue, who sets fire to it... Then pulls out one of his torches and lights that with the expensive paper 😂
I wanna play this and get a character that is always faster then the enemy and make my character only attack through counter-attacks
so I encountered a mini boss, in a corridor of a dungeon, that was a shape-shifting demon of sorts, which was in the form of me, I was losing, so I decided to roll for persuasion, I got a nat 20, THE DM FACEPALMS, FREAKING LEAVES, "I CANT DO THIS" I can hear him from the other room LMAOO, I said, you know what next encounter I have with it, I'm gonna attempt to marry it lol, if that encounter happens, I'll edit the comment
Long time ago so fuzzy on the details but it's a simple story.
The first game I played, our DM hid a flying rug somewhere in the room.
He told us after we found it that after putting it there he had second thoughts, but decided it was there now, so let the dice decide.
He didn't really want us to have the rug, but also didn't want to fuck us with an impossibly high DC so it was just very high but not unbeatable.
A NAT20 plus bonus would be exactly high enough for the sorcerer to get past the arcane trap protecting it.
I wouldn't be posting this story hear if it wasn't obvious what he rolled.
So then we had a flying rug
One of my player got frustrated at a raccoon-looking humanoid when he asked it a question and it became evident that it didn't know common. What did they do? They shout, "SPEAK COMMON!" at the creature and I ask them to roll intimidation. Nat 20. I have the creature get so scared that it pees itself in the middle of a crowded street, but I like to make nat 20's special, so I also had a holly light surround the creature for a moment, and after it disappeared the creature responded to his intimidation...in common, the language that had just been bestowed upon it by an unknown god.
My player loved it.
My kobold, who's stats are dumped into strength and charisma to be the comically strong for his size and cuteness wielding a large hammer as a paladin was enough the make a dm face-palm without even the campaign starting. Now he loves the honorable sir butter and he gets a considerable boost in persuasion and is known to throw the larger than him hammer as an opener for the team
My friend was doing a modern day zombie one shot. I came in late and took over for a friend who had to leave. He was a taco stand owner.
My first action as this character was to find a taco. The dm was in the midle of telling me I could only scavenge one on a nat 20 when, SURPRISE!
Nat 20.
I promptly ate it, found it to be rotten, puked myself to death and then started to eat the rest of the party.
Reminds me of my favorite nat 20 moment with my PC Korgoth the incontinent. A schizophrenic halfling with a cloak that makes him hear more voices in his head that he found in a chest and decided to keep because "he likes the extra company", a wolf pup that just randomly disappears/reappears every so often out of the pockets of his cloak. But that's not the nat 20 moment. So at my settlement, a bandit warlord was attacking me, so I decided to walk up to him and point a finger gun at him and say "bang"...nat 20. He just died on the spot. Mind you, my charecter was not magically gifted, he was something to the effect of a simple fighter. The rest of the bandits upon seeing this didn't know what to do and just simply...left, because a fucking schizo midget pointed a finger gun at their leader said "bang" and he promptly just dropped dead on the spot. Like wtf do you do after that?
I like the guy with no legs; I imagine him doing the acrobatic check and doing a flip, slapping everyone with blood and landing on his hands
So, my party consisted of a halfling rogue, a kenku ranger, and a tiefling fighter (turned paladin). We'd decided to take a job escorting some Dwarves back to their hometown, which being the group we were, we didn't hesitate when we accepted the job. It offered quite a decent amount of money, and we were more money driven than anything at that point. So, we get partway through the forest when we were stopped by Loki, who demanded we turn his Dwarves over to him immediately.
Now, our DM was trying to challenge us and was attempting to kill us as almost everything else he'd thrown our way had been taken out swiftly, so the Loki we faced had 3 times the health the book stats said to have. The Tiefling and the Halfling start talking to each other, wanting to survive and avoid Loki, while questioning the Dwarves as to why Loki was after them, and being the Chaotic Neutral Ranger I was, I took a shot at Loki with my bow, but I say this quietly to the DM so the other party members could continue trying to find out why Loki was after the Dwarves.
Me: "Does Loki look like he's at full health?"
DM: "Make a Perception check"
Me: "Uh... 16 total"
DM: *thinks for a moment* "You notice he's got a bruise, but looks fine otherwise"
Me: "I want to attack using Colossus Slayer and Hail of Thorns as a level 2 spell."
DM: *smiles slightly* "Roll"
The rest of the party had been talking amongst themselves and discussing about how they didn't want to fight a god and though we wanted the money, we wanted to keep our characters more. So, taking my opportunity, I rolled.
Nat 20. My DM stops mid-explanation from the Dwarves to look from my dice to me, causing the other party members to question what I had done, to which I could only laugh.
DM: "Hit... I guess..."
Me: "Oh, this wasn't just any arrow... it has Hail of Thorns. Loki needs to make a Dexterity saving throw."
The DM sighed a little, probably thinking that no matter what they rolled, it would succeed and I'd just gotten the party killed. Oh were they wrong. They rolled a Nat 1. They facepalmed so hard, the rest of the party stopped and stared at me as I almost fell out of my chair I was laughing so hard. Not only did I double the damage of the initial attack, I then doubled the damage again for Hail of Thorns. I ended up doing 166 damage on the first attack.
Our DM had just attacked my character a fire genasi sorcadin with a spell from one of two spell caster water monsters. Having passed the wisdom saving throw, my character proceeded to reply with a Firebolt. I rolled a nat 20 - and - with high crit score rules (max dice score + an extra roll) did just enough damage to kill the offending fish in one shot.
It turned out she had a necklass with counter spell, so she could have been fine - but he wasn't expecting perfectly lethal damage from a catnip :D
We then proceeded to finish the other spell caster of the mob then mop up the rest without much difficulty
my party and I had infiltrated a thieve's guild and we ended up getting found out, we were in their stronghold which was disguised as an upstanding business. We were trying to get out and made it all the way to the hallway to the main entrance/exit, we were being chased and they managed to cut us off, we engaged in battle while still trying to make it to the door but the DM made it clear we probably weren't going to make it out (I assume he had plans as he wasn't the kind to allow a TPK). In a moment of panic I pointed behind them and yelled at the theives, "Look! It's Jesus!" *4*. One of them responded, "He doesn't exist!" I yelled back, "I meant the Pope!" *nat 20*. They all turn around and look giving us just enough time to put some distance between us so we could escape to safety.
2:06, Not really related to dnd but this actually happened once irl
The boys in my class were playing dodgeball for PE
There were around 6-7 boys on both teams
Towards the end of the game, it was 5 v 3 when suddenly one guy from the team with 3 starts dancing in the middle of his side, very close to the line that divided the two teams
As if by magic, none of the balls manage to hit him and they ended up winning
had a good face palm on one game: playing a home brew zombie campaign 3.5.
It was four of us (me: human-barbarian, elf-rogue, human-cleric-and sorcerer before my brother wanted to try and play.
He came in as a half blue dragon- fighter. As the campaign started we were riding through the forest fighting small groups of zombies as excepted
After some rest in the morning, there was some weird howling noises coming from the bushes(we could identify what it was) a hord of zombies started coming out. We all started to run and come up to a small farm house. We saw there was smoke coming from chimney. Hey let's see if we can hide there, so we decided to have the elf and cleric knock and see if we could take refuge, but rolled bad . we decided to hide in the barn instead, except for you know the half dragon. He started banging on the door yelling let us in. The old lady peeks out the prep hole and sees the enraged/ scared half dragon in half plate spiked armor. She screams" NO NO NO I WON'T OPEN THIS DOOR".while holding the door. As the zombies started to surround the area since he was yelling at the door... He just yelled at the DM, " I'm gonna break the door down with my war hammer." DM - UMMM ok roll. Sweet! Nat 20, excited that he thinking he's gonna get in. so the DM said "you lost control. as you take your hammer in both hands and hold it over your head. You swing that hammer down had hard as you can. it goes it through the door like butter though who's on the other side holding that for closed. Well that hammer came down through and smashed the old ladys head in.( That's just where the fun start) as the zombies were closing in around him with the commotion. he freaks out cuz he killed an old lady yanks his hammer out. Not knowing what he can do next He asked if he could throw the old ladies body at the zombies. He rolled 16 to grab the body through the door and 19 to throw it at the zombies. As he tried to run away to the barn where we was hiding couldn't get in the doors were blocked, so he got pinned by a ghoul by the door. as it lunged at him(dm" balance check) he rolled a 5, he fell backwards he asked if he could swing in the way down (dm" okay roll") nat 20 as he fell backwards he smashed this ghouls head in like the old lady except now the ghouls body is fell on him. (DM "okay now make a roll" nat 1, (dm)"the blood of the ghouls body covered him with a stench was unbearable, you started heaving and getting sick all over his self from the smell.. With the blood everywhere on him he tried to run to the well to wash it off and....... For sure fell in and almost died.
My moment of making the DM face palm was when in a boss fight after almost dying in the last one decided to make my rather serious character give less of a shit so I decided to drop into the hole the boss burrowed fifty feet deep with my 4"11 halfling I did this with my Flame Tongue Great Sword so I rolled a Dex sav and attack roll both nat 20 and then half the party copied me
I once was running a rwby dnd campaign and had a player roll a crit for fashioning a stick of wood into a case for his scroll. I was speachless for a good few seconds.
one time i used stones endurance (goliath barbarian) as a goblin stabbed to be petty and i rolled a 12, the goblin only did 6 damage but the nat 20 had spoken and i was at full health so dm says and i quote "as the goblin stabs you its weapon shatters and is so shocked it stands there in disbelief, you gain 6 temporary hp and gain two extra abs" i then punted the goblin through a brick wall with a nat 20 and a +5 to strength
I was playing a short game with a few friends where we were meant to go up against 3 bosses to try and get our freedom. One of the bosses was a beholder. I was playing a Tabaxi monk and in true cat style the first chance i got i jumped onto this thing and started trying to rip its eyestalks off. Now at this point using flurry of blows i could get in 5 attacks per turn. I have no idea what sorcery occured that night but i got so many nat 20s it was 2-4 per turn i kept getting. Each turn i was ripping off multiple eyestalks from this thing.
And of course the very first ones i ripped off (i was rolling a dice to see what ones i got) were the instant kill ones. We all couldnt stop laughing at that insane fight that night.
That beholder just never stood a chance against my feline might!
"Grabbed me + my legs"
XD
I am surprised that DMs haven’t band vorpal effects
What do vorpol effects do?
@@JaelinBezel
Apparently they let you cut off a things head on a nat 20 / a crit of some classes and races get crits on 19
I've got a story for all of you and I'm the DM in this one.
We're doing the Tyranny of Dragons: Hoard of the Dragon Queen quest, the party is getting ready to fight a dragon that appeared and started incinerating the guards on the tower. It's a higher level than the party (Being level 2'3 and 3's), so all they needed to do was deal 25 damage or get a crit to send it away. Being the notable dumbass that I am, I decided to give a reward to the player who got a Nat 20 on the dragon in the form of 1 of 10 magic items, thinking to myself "There's NO WAY anyone is gonna get some of these items." I was wrong. (Here's the list of items they could have received: Bag of Holding, Efficient Quiver, Gem of Seeing, Bead of Force, Wings of Flying, Dragon Slayer, Ring of Djinni Summoning, Cloak of the Manta Ray, Adamantine Armor, and finally, the Ring of Three Wishes.) Each item had to be rolled for using a d100, with 1-10 for Bag of Holding, and 91-100 for Ring of Three Wishes. Everyone in the party has a gauntlet imbued with a different element (It's an item that is important to the final fight) Me- "Alright everyone, roll me initiative.", Rogue- "Nat 20" the dragon had rolled a 19, so the Rogue goes first. Rogue- "I'm going to use my gauntlet and shoot lightning at the dragon.", Me- "Alright, but you're gonna need a-", Rogue- Nat 20. I sat there for a minute because I knew what this meant, this was the LAST person I wanted rolling for the items. My first mistake was making the items as a reward for a Nat 20, my second mistake was thinking nobody would get it, least of all her. Me- "I need you to roll me a d100.", Rogue- "96, so what did I win?" Me- "FUCK!" I bury my head in my hands for a minute while the table is laughing their asses off. Me- "You concentrate on the dragon as you raise your hand and a bolt of lightning hits the dragon square in the face. As the dragon flees, you notice that it dropped something.", Rogue- "I walk over and inspect it.", Me- "You find a ring, but you don't know what it is or what it does.", Bladedancer- "I use detect magic.", Me- "You're going to need AT LEAST a Nat 18 to-." Nat 20. "You got the Ring of 3 Wishes.". The Rogue IMMEDIATELY goes to put the ring on and used it to turn an Ambush Drake that they had tamed into a Guard Drake, but the way she worded it was as follows. "I wish that Chris' Ambush Drake evolved into a Guard Drake that has a Dragon Slayer sword and Wings of Flying in it's mouth.".... I'm never adding the Ring of Three Wishes as a Nat 20 reward ever again, but I can't deny that I had fun. Plus, I'm kinda interested to see what they do with it now.
I was playing a child tabaxi ranger which was allowed to use our paladins celestial mount. The Paladin told me that i could tell jokes to his mount if i get bored, i did exactly that with a nat 20 on performance. As a result of this, my character was really proud of himself, the celestial mount laughed his ass off and the townspeople around us were scared as fuck by the sound the mount made.
there's no way the vet isn't messing with everyone by asking what a.m and p.m is lmao
not a nat 20 but this story was halerious. This was my first time playing dnd. i was a 1st level druid (meaning i cant change to any creatures). and this was the first session. my chracter was cassually taking a stroll in his forest while he saw a wagon speed past him, and turns a left. after like 2 seconds my charecter hears a loud sound. when he went to check out that sound he saw the wagon upside down with 2 horse in blood when he gets close to it he sees the guy who rode the wagon was lying there with half of his body underneth the wagon. my dude imediatly tryies to lift the wagon to pull him out
NAT 1
Dm: u lifts the wagon half way up but manneges to drop it right on top of that guy's body ultimatly cutting him in 2 :D
Was playing D20 Traveler I had rolled up a Retired Navy Doctor who had a high enough Intelligence to basically take a none standard language at a level nearly on par with native speaker. Also a Dexterity high enough to practically free hand Nero Surgery. Our party met at a tavern at a space station. (Traveller is a sci fi game) my character orders the equivalent of live grasshopper. Eaten with chopsticks. Rolled to see how successful I was on my meal. Basically don’t roll a 10 . Rolled 20 GM basically decided I eat it like I been doing so my whole life. Finishing by catching the last piece mid air while hardly paying attention. The GM honestly given my dext was willing to let me take 10 and say I just didn’t embarrass myself. TLDR .. Basically critically succeed at eating sushi flying like 2 ft off the ground mid conversation.
Our party was just about to fight this really powerfully sorcerer, and our Ranger (I think that was his class) decided to pray to his god to smite the sorcerer... Nat 20... The sorcerer died instantly...
Another time we all had enchanted breadsticks that we used to beat a pirate ship full of skeleton pirates to death
Invisible Chaos entity slipping cards from the deck of many things into peoples pockets.
Gets caught by double 20s on a perception check with disadvantage first interaction.
What made my DM facepalm?
The party I was with (Human barbarian, Halfling ranger, Half-Elf Sorcerer, and me, Half-Elf Rogue/Bard, playing Pathfinder 3.5), were fighting the Lizardfolk BBEG and his cleric cronies, and when I rolled to hit the BBEG, I rolled 19. And then another 19. And then an 18, confirming both critical hits. I then rolled maximum damage with a Heavy Crossbow (The full 1d10 + 1, so 11 damage). So I did 11 x 4 damage to the boss, cleaving through the cleric in front of him and then killing the boss. But not alone, because the Sorcerer managed to do 45 damage with a Scorching Ray. Our DM was like
*Inhales*
"HOW"
So we had your average dnd party makeup in a paladin dragonborn an human rogue an elf warrior and an elf cleric, we were doing our first dungeon which was a treetop village the elves abandoned a hundred years or so ago, but it was infested with gnolls. So we just waltz in almost die from a wisp (we were lvl 2 or 3) and manage to find the "boss room" which was a pub that the gnoll packleader took over with a few of his guards. This tree village is around 200 to 300 feet off the ground on some redwood trees this pub was right near the edge of the platform. We tried to kick the door down which didn't end well our paladin almost fell off the edge. The packleader comes charging out snarling and raging at the intruders that dare interrupt him and the warrior ain't having none of it she grapples him (nat 18) and maintains the grapple for the packleaders turn and on her turn she fricking suplexes this packleader off the edge with a nat 20 we had to climb down to get the key to the magical elevator from him later which out rogue found out just had much damage falling from 150 feet is
I was doing a fallout themed RP. My friends come across a small settlement they go up to the gate into where they are greeted by a small child. “Wastelander. Do you come in please or war?” The kid asked. Before any one can can respond one of my mates shouts, “WAR!!” and the others just kind of went with it. The kid runs off to get there father (the Mayor). He walks out side to see what happening. My friend what to shot him straight away. She rolls a 20. He dies. So his son comes out with power armer, a mini gun, and 300 hp. Combat starts. He goes first. He targets the medic. He rolls a 20. He shots his mini gun at her until that there is nothing left but shoes. She was pissed off at me.
So, I was playing a small halfling and I managed to baseball swing a bone boi's head and everyone was laughing our butts off.
So, my brother is the dm for a homebrew campaign I play in and we somehow had a lich's soul in a jar, rasner, our war cleric, serving the God of War in this world, accidentally let it slip that our party had that lich soul, the God immediately cuts the connection and we hear a howl in the distance. Me, being a level 4 fighter, and who had just drawn the comet spell, i run to the edge of the forest to intercept this wolf, telling our rogue to stand down, that I need to fight it alone. The rogue complies. So I'm standing at a small clearing at the edge of the woods when I just see wolf paw prints in the dirt, I then yell that I want to 1v1 whomever beast this was, I'm told to make a persuasion roll, nat 20, my brother sighs, makes the demigod turn visible and accepts my challenge. Thanks to me using my moon cards wish spell, casting antimagic field, I win the 1v1 with the 10th level bard, leveling up immediately, and now I have a God pissed off at me. Next session is gonna be fun.
Closest for this would be the time the party's gypsy pc got a female ghost pregnant. He cast Ghost Touch on his junk, and surprisingly even cast a spell called Block the Seed, which was altered slightly by him after a high percentile roll meant it failed to do it's purpose. Instead a low percentile roll on the DM's part would mean that Block the Seen failed. Well, she rolled a fail for the spell, then critical success for the ghost getting pregnant afterward. Much laughter ensued before DM's husband spoke on the idea of a half ghost rogue. Granted, this was the game where my elf warlock got a set of triplets pregnant, one with triplets herself.
One time someone in a campaign I was a parr of rolled a nat 20 to have a wet dream. The fucking lot of us just fucking died of laughter
Went into a goddesses temple and prayed for assistance my character wasn't a cleric or anything and the gm had me roll a d100 got a 99 or something ridiculous. The goddess just burst into the room in a flash of light. I have heard your prayers and have come to answer your prayers. That is how my wild mage became a champion to the goddess of justice and mercy. Just waltzed into a temple ruin during our dungeon crawl placed my offering thinking nothing of it and the goddess just appeared in the room.
So! Party of 4. Homebrew Campaign. I am a Half-Elf Bard. We enter a Room in a Castle with a Chest in the middle of a basically empty room. We all have to roll a Wisdom Save when we enter. Me and another smaller party member fail our Saves and REALLY Want what’s in the Chest.
We charge it, but the other Party member can sense BAD from Chest. They attempt to stop us. We get to the Chest and it is locked. Out of my PCs desperation to get the Thing. She attempt to open/lock pick the chest with her Rapier. Dm says sure. NAT20.
The DM just stopped for a moment to contemplate his life choices.
DM says “The Chest pops open revealing Black Orb. That just looks like a Black Hole into the void drawing you in. It calls to you and those that have a connect to Magic feel as thought magic was sucked from into this void”
It was a Orb of Annihilation.
Luckily the Bigger Party members dragged us out before I got to touch it. I REALLY wanted to touch it.
That is how I almost TPKed my party with a beautiful NAT20.
Please tell me the human fighter Mogar is a reference to Michael Jones of Achievement Hunter?
My players enter a brothel (made the location as a joke and as a reference to one of my first time playing a table top rpg) and rolled well enough to find a very perverted succubi. My players wanted to recruit it so they can make her a sales girl for one of there shops. They rolled a NAT20 and now I have to deal with that among other things.
Huh 8:20 I remember hearing this story from the dms point of view and I guess I found the cleric
"I rolled for it and the sword got Vorpal properties"
What the heck is a Vorpal blade?
Originally From Lewis Carroll's poem Jabberwocky:
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The Vorpal blade went snicker-snack.
He left it dead, and with it's head.
We went gallumphing back.
Hence, a Vorpal blade is one that decapitates a foe on a roll of a 20. (In 1e, it was 18-20.)
@@DJSchreffler Thanks for the info...
It wasn't DnD, bit a game that our DM created himself that played similarly to dnd (using poly dice and minis) but instead of rolling for stats and chosing a class, you would instead choose what color Order you aligned yourself with and each order was different, other then your race and the base stats he gave that race, your characters personality and stuff where based on a set series of rolls that, if it met the criteria outlined before each roll, would determine, if it did, which of the 7 sins or virtues you be given a point in.
In this game, i was a leonin of the bronze order hoplite named Jabari and the Nat 20 that I rolled that made the DM groan as he slowly palmed himself and stood there with his face in his hand for a while before he started to slowly shake it back and forth, his hand still firmly plastered to his forehead as he began chuckling softly was:
I rolled to see how big of a shit i had just dropped into the sand of one of this churches Zen gardens, right in front of it zealous deacon and the gardens curator all because "Hey, I'm a cat, and that looks like a litterbox."
My shit became THE world record of its nature due to my nat 20.
had a friend who used a rock and got a nat 20 to kill 20 skeletons by ricocheting around the cave through their heads. proceeded to know that it was a magic item through a nat 20. yeah it was a magical homing piece of rock.
Not just one, the day we started using our crit cards, in the first combat, my fighter rolled seven 20s over something like a 6 round combat, I had to have the cleric confirm that they were legit, I will never see luck like that again
If your a dm and are trying to kill of a major npc or npc the party likes, just prepare that they somehow survive.
We got 4 nat20 in a row on perception as a group. DM gave us 5 feet of perma blind sense
So, haven't tried this yet but the campaign is starting soon. It has to do with the 3 2 1 item rule. 3 common, two uncommon, and one rare. Guess what is somehow classed as common. A diamond. Which sells for 5000 gp. Interested on how it turns out.
Whenever I use my flute and get a nat 20, just because of how ridiculous the action usually is. I "tamed" a sewer monster, distracted the demogorgon, tamed a wolf (different campaign, same character), used it as a tool for intimidation, etc. Just stupid things that shouldn't work.
didn't happen to me but this involved the entire party. we are made up of a hobgoblin fighter, a cleric, a bard, a monk and a rogue (me). we had to travel to a lighthouse that was taken over by cultists and get rid of the storm that was brewing around it as a result of the cultists. we meet a banshee who needs corporeal travelers to get her shell back to her so she can live in it again. we go into the lighthouse and defeat all of the enemies and dispose of the heart of a god that was creating the storms. we go back into the main part of the lighthouse to rest for the night and decide to look for the shell at last. we find it and start making checks. insight, history, arcana- they're all failing. we know it's magical but have no clue why. our hobgoblin fighters steps up and asks "can i check for a pull cord?". our DM takes a second before the hobgoblin rolls and says "i swear to god if this is a nat 20.." *NAT 20*. we play through zoom, so all we see is the DM disappear from his zoom square and is just laughing for a solid 2 minutes. we now have a magic conch of finite knowledge that answers "yes" and "no". all because of a VERY well timed nat20.
i dont even play dnd (its unreasnably expensive where i live) and i have so much fun hearing these stories, if i get a chance to play this game, i wil seize it without a second thought.
Step 1: sign up for a free account on roll20.com
Step 2: find people to play with via r/lfg on reddit
Step 3: know that the resources you need for playing dnd like the player’s handbook and guides on making characters all exist online (i recommend jocat’s crap guide to dnd videos)
Step 4: Profit!!
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@@trickygamer555 No prob, bro.
You said Pteranodon perfectly.
The party, a group of level 3’s, preparing to head up The Spine of the World, stopped in a nearby settlement for warmer cloths and picked up a job killing a group of sabretooths. While tracking the big cats we happened to see a random mammoth, remembering the DM had said he wanted everyone to have exotic mounts I immediately called divv on the mammoth and everyone agreed. We abandoned the sabre tracks to approach the mammoth, but the Mammoth is under attack by sabretooths, so we fight and rescue it. Then my moment came I declare my intent to tame the Mammoth the rouge help actioned, the cleric gave me divine guidance, and the bard shared inspiration. The dice were cast for all to see, I already had a +5 to animal handling I got +2 from guidance a +8 from bardic inspiration and I rolled a nat 20 the group cheers. “Does a 35 give it to me?” I ask, after staring at the dice for 30 seconds in stun silence the DM said the Mammoth seems to very much like you but it starts to wonder off. The bard cast talk with animals to ask where it was going; The mammoth replied we seem like great people, but he was hungry and was off to find lunch. We offer an all it could eat meal if it came with us. After another 30 second pause and some rolls behind his screen the DM relented, and we now have a Mammoth. After the game I asked the DM was the Mammoth meant to be tamed, “No” he said, it was the more dangerous way to find the sabretooths if we failed the survival check to track the sabretooths and he only gave it to us cause I broke 30 and he crited a D100.
Through the power of friendship and a nat 20 a party of level 3's tamed a challenge rated 6 mammoth and named it Snuffy
What system is that first weird west story from?
I have a grandparent named Sargent, but no family members in the military
who else has relatives with military titles for names, but have never fought in the military?
I'm not sure if the DM facepalmed because I had video disabled due to connection trouble, but in a one-shot, I shocked the entire table. Now I play a lightfoot DS Sorceress, normally I just hang back and heal the party, but I saw an opportunity for a twinned attack so I cast Guilding bolt on two enemies. One just barely missed while the other got a nat 20.
Me: Wait! I wasn't trying to kill him!
DM: Did you want non-lethal?
Me: I can do non-lethal?
DM: Yeah, sure. Who's your deity?
Me: Lliira, Goddess of Joy
DM: *Thinks for a minute* He collapses to the ground from the massive orgasm in his pants.
We were laughing about this for 3 straight hours, and from then on I rolled for non-lethal damage until one NPC turned my best friend to stone. I Nat20'd her and asked for lethal because I was PIIIIIISSED.
DM: Your rage turns into a beam of pure holy power and smites her literally into dust. Her incapacitation spells are also broken.
Me: FEAR ME BITCHES!!! I AM ENGELHJEM, SORCERESS OF JOY!!!
Even though everyone went their separate ways, my best friend and I still laugh about it to this day.