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All I get from that is that D&D gives you super powers, and the author of that comic is envious because they never got invited to play.
Especially on a table with 3 women
$200? What, she got like two books and shitty generic plastic figures? Big deal.
The inflation calculator that I found online says that’s the equivalent today of about $600 compared to the mid 80s when this was written.
But yeah, that is underwhelming for having literal magic powers.
She was just a lowly 8th level cleric
Whenever I see any of this guy’s work I always think of the one that was so absolutely vile even he stopped selling it. Guy’s molesting his daughter, a neighbor finds out, and instead of reporting or anything, wants in. Daughter comes up positive on an STD test at a checkup, and the doctor confronts the guy. Instead of reporting, doctor’s a Jack Chick brand Christian, so just prays with him. Guy goes home and tells his wife about what he’d been doing, and how it’s all okay, because a dead Jewish guy forgives him, so no need to suffer any actual consequences. Wife admits she knew and had been abusing the daughter for having the audacity to be molested. They call the daughter in, and she’s not a teenager or anything as might have been assumed which would be bad enough, but a straight up toddler. So she’s got a possibly lifetime illness, a lifetime of trauma, but it’s all okay, because Jesus.
Lisa, with commentary:
https://boolean-union.com/dissections/boolunion/BU.CHICK.LISA.DISCT.html
Holy shit.
I can’t help but think that Chick was initially going to make it about Henry being gay and getting AIDS from fucking Charlie, but before coming up with the last 2 panels, he realized an even better way to convert people to Jesus is to show how he’ll forgive pedophiles after a single prayer. That or pedophiles have a chance at salvation while gays don’t. I dunno, Chick’s mind is a clusterfuck.
Look at Josh Duggar, that’s the actual ideology of some Christians in America
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What the fuck did you just make me read
Fucking hell, I went to find it and none of this is an exaggeration. Even Chick’s website doesn’t publish it, and there are some deeply repulsive offerings on there. It’s called Lisa, if anyone else wants to make themselves sad
I imagine everyone made a deal that if you die in the game, everyone must pretend you don’t exist.
Let the games begin!
Just roll up a new character with all the same stats and a slightly different name, like everyone else.
Black Leaf is dead!
LONG LIVE GREY LEAF!
Ahh, your brother Black told us about you Mr. Leaf, mind if we call you Grey?
Nope, I’m pretty sure RAW says you have to leave the rumpus room forever.
Blackleaf’s identical twin whiteleaf is here to avenge her!
“My name is Bringler Bunderpatch, and you killed my fifth cousin twice removed, Gringle Jimblesnaps. Prepare to die.”
According to the story, if your character dies in-game, by that point you’re so addicted to the black magic that you ultimately can’t go on living without it.
Possible. Though I like thinking about other possibilities. My Tabaxi cleric has led me to produce so many backup characters - a Warlock, a Monk, a Barbarian and a Wizard, though that last one is still WIP, and I’m thinking a Paladin as the Cleric’s old mentor - I could solo run an entire spin-off.
P.S. the cleric is still around and kicking ass, I just did the backup characters for the lulz and for building up his background.
KhajitTabaxi has family, if DM has perilsFamily, friends,
people he’s bonedpossibly former lovers, mentors, acquaintances, y’know, the whole shebang.
A friend at our table struggles to roll over a 4 on a d20.
Sometimes I think Dark Leaf had it too good.
Me at the table: fuck the challenge rating, let’s do this shit!
… I’m not dead? Well that was boring.
In my current campaign, I’ve tried thrice to die. The DM always pulls some bullshit and lets me survive :(
I would understand the concomitant urge to act like you’re an Indestructible Demigod of Finding Out, but the wisdom of my years are telling me that you need to maybe have a heart to heart with the DM, and explain how the stakes don’t feel real if you’re always one bad roll away from a Deus Ex Machina. Tell them that they should feel free to let fate take its toll, that you accept the risk, and that you will do your level best to have any accidental deaths mean something and contribute to the story.
Haha yeah, that’s definitely the right way to go, but the problem is not wrong expectations. He already DM’d a campaign for me a few years back and I knew what I was getting into. It’s just not his style. I crave for gritty old-school dungeon crawling, while he loves narrative-heavy games where dialogue takes priority and backstories tie heavily with in-game events.
It’s not all bad though, we still have fun, and my group takes turns at DMing - we all get to play what we like eventually, and offers variety in the long run. I would not play tabletop with any other group.
I had something like that with my last group. I was the guy who was always playing someone crazy to die for some reason or another, but when it came my time to DM I’d do way too much worldbuilding and make everything insane and lore driven. I still haven’t found a new group after moving far away, I miss it.
