we had a house rule that rolling natural 20 in critical check would give you extra critical multiplier. Rolling another natural 20 would mean instant kill (that meant that each hit had a 0.0125% chance of being insta kill). One guy ended up beheading town's master-at-arms with a wooden sword during training session. I think he was a cleric or a mage.
Haha that is awesome!!
several several years ago my friend happened to kill a massive eternal God of Fire and Destruction, an undying wrath of bullshit and whatever etc/etc,
with his shitty rusty sword, that he had been slavishly clutching/carrying and the whole campaign......
After that he called the sword
Fireheart, and he became a horrible MONSTER, and the primary antagonist of our campaign.
He is still,
forever,
AND ALWAYS, my bane. My Enemy.
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I am also deep into a Star Wars RPG -
(Edge Of The Empire, with heavily-modified mechanics)
We are
(after a fashion...) a tight-knit and cohesive group!
Sure -
One of us
MAY have ripped a bank-vault out of the earth, and while-doing-so leveled half the city and killed hundreds or thousands of people in a horrific firestorm of molten-metal and carnage that scorched the planet irrevocably.....
Sure -
One of us
may be a disgraced Cor-Sec police-officer who went on a personal vendetta, brutally murdering her way through the ranks of a powerful gang, and leaving the entire district littered with bodies and horror, only to find that she had caused massive widespread destabilization of the galactic economy, and had branded herself a
kill-on-sight criminal.
But we have a good times too. ...
We recently found a secret corporate bio-lab.
And after blowing a massive-crater-hole in the side of it,
The Lead-Scientist presented us with a possibility;
He had created a tremendous Super-Computer of unbelievable and colossal power!
perhaps capable of altering the fate of the universe...
But it was a horrible biological-hybrid that he had built into the mind and body of his unwilling son;
It fed off his son's mind, and used him for it's power,
creeping into his body and mind, and tearing at him to calculate it's dark processes.
Our Party argued.....
It was unthinkably terrible!
If you have any love, any humanity, this must be ended!!!
but Perhaps by doing the unthinkably horrible, we could save the universe - ?
If we could shoulder an awful burden, we could use this horrible weapon to end a war -
In doing so we would become villains, un-redeemable horrors , and sacrifice our humanity -
but we would secure a future for others.
Perhaps it is worth it?
to bring peace to it all?
But our Pilot is brazen and headstrong and loving,
so she pulled her gun and put a bullet in the head of the "super-computer", ending the discussion.
Now we are wrecked and divided.