Are the 5e apologists in the room with us?

No, but seriously, most people I know (rightfully) criticize 5e for a lot of things, from sloppy writing in general, to shitty adventure books, to nonsensical rulings and poor balance. I’ve never met someone willing to defend 5e so passionately.

I’ve always claimed that base 5e is basically unplayable past tier 2 because of how wild power scaling becomes, and how sloppy certain rules are (God forbid that your wizard doesn’t attempt to Shapeshift the Fighter’s Echo before you even reach tier 3). And frankly, base 5e is too boring to play for long, anyway. Homebrew is where it’s at.

I don’t know how hospitals work in the US (assuming that OP is a US citizen, because that’s what we do on the internet), but where I come from, determining the cause of an injury is very important to decide on an effective treatment. Bites in particular are very nasty and can lead to a lot of scary complications (including human bites!).

There’s no way in hell the nurse just said “yeah ok got it fam” and went along with her day like it wasn’t important.

And maybe I’m too jaded, but I read “we also got engaged” and my mind automatically added “and everyone clapped” at the end of the sentence lol

Props to this person for never washing their mouth off their friend’s blood. I’m sure they had the chance to do it, but chose to walk all over the hospital with their mouth covered in blood so that the nurse could see it, otherwise the joke wouldn’t have landed.

I see the Player vs Player more as a mindset than an actual fight between players.

Tension and fighting between players are fun and can lead to interesting character development, if there’s a narrative reason for them to exist, and for as long as the players are okay with it.

What I forbid is, the mindset. The players are a team and they need to stay together, act together, and rely on each other. No splitting the party if it’s not necessary, no fights over loot, no backstabbing, or anything of that sort. Everyone is entitled to have fun.

From experience, I’ve never been lucky with finding groups of randos willing to play consistently. Campaigns that began this way would always fall into scheduling hell, because people are only there to roleplay, not to spend time with friends.

I’ve had more luck with convincing my friends to play. Since we are friends, we already spend time together, so scheduling a weekly game is much easier. We did have a few hiatuses because of work or family-related issues, but for the most part, we’ve played consistently for the past few years.

Give them enough time, and Wizards will claim that they have the rights to your campaign because of some fine print on their books or something.

Isn’t it AI?

I wish the DnD/roleplaying community wasn’t as hopelessly horny as it is.

I did the same thing. And then I took it to the next level and taught my entire party elven expletives so that they could join me in insulting the leaf-suckers. Fuck you. You are not better than me just because your farts smell of wet moss.

My character is also deep into the conspiracy theory that elves marry humans only because they are after their inheritance. Think about it, guys: an elf lives for hundreds of years. A human marriage will last about 50-75 years on average. Those bush-wearers could marry half a dozen humans in their lifetime and live the rest of their existence comfortably rich with the accumulated riches and possessions from all those marriages.

Wake up, sheeple!

I don’t have/follow a dnd YT channel, but I do homebrew everything I play.

You couldn’t pay me enough to play a vanilla 5e fighter, and OneDnD sucks balls.

Martials are already underpowered enough without forcing them to give up even more of their meagre power.

This is what happens when the Paladin needs to choose between using their bonus action to Lay On Hands, or to Smite.

You mean the harness, or the halfling?

DM: Trying his best to write an emotional moment

Player: I play the flute while I loot the dead kid’s body

I see no borders from up here my modded console.

As a short person, I found this guide very useful to face problems that arise in my day-to-day life.

There’s a lot of great stuff here, but for some reason the thing that completely broke me is having “Desert Island”, a small isle with nothing but sand and a single palm tree, in the middle of lush, green islands.

I’m sure that, if a river was drawn into this map, it would be a ten-headed abomination originating from nothing, going uphill through the mountains, and connecting one side of the ocean to the other.

(Also “Nopon” being an almost 1:1 transposition of Japan, but “Retro Tokyo” is in the wrong place lmao)

What’s Marut?

Still the most glorious piece of homebrew I’ve ever laid my eyes on.

Still haven’t been able to play it because life is a bitch.

I once tried to read F.A.T.A.L.'s rulebook. Not because I wanted to play it, of course. I just thought it would be fun.

I was wrong. It was fun for, like, ten seconds. When literally the first page of the book throws you into a scenario where you have three or four different reasons to have sex/sexually assault a woman, the book loses its charm pretty fast.

It then quickly spirals into a gross, demeaning, disgusting pile of misogyny, gore and ignorance, all in the name of “historical accuracy”, hiding their distasteful opinions behind “prominent philosophers” and hand-picked statistics.

I applaud anyone who is able to read more than ten pages of that abomination and survive long enough to write a review. Had I continued reading past that point, my brain would have liquefied.