Then they just wait in the room for the man they suspect to be the captain to come by. Husband comes in as a patron looking for a woman of Rose’s exact description, so he’s escorted to her room as her first patron. The place is also heavily guarded by false patrons wearing masks. Note that the vigilante’s hero name is “The Wild Rose”, the brothel’s name is “The Blooming Rose”, and the Madame’s name is “Rosa”. (We RP him approaching the Madame, and her offering rates and such things for 'Rose’. Instead…)įriend: I disguise myself as a woman named ‘Rose’.įriend: I go inside and pretend to be looking for a job. I fully expect both of them to enter as patrons. One is an Inquisitor (husband), the other is a vigilante (friend). Instead, they split up and end up at the brothel together. I expected the players to just wait on the docks for him to return. (We roll appropriately) He takes 12 nonlethal damage and is knocked unconscious.įriend: *to my husband, in character* Shall I dispatch this miscreant for you, master? Take 2 damage.įriend (a ninja): I jump kick the boy in the head. Me: The boy, still distraught, casts Magic Missile at (husband). It turns out that the boy’s father was a wizard who was wrongfully executed and he’s taking out his anger on the guards. My players come and get the situation calmed, getting the guards to leave.
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(A young boy is causing a scene in a city, harassing some guards. I actually, honestly expected him to kill the elf mentor…) (He eventually succeeds in killing two bears, then brought one to the boy as ‘the one that killed his parents’. Husband: I let the elf go and go hunting. After some investigating, it was determined that the elven man killed both parents with arrows to the heart, on account of they were going to sell their son into slavery. His parents died under mysterious circumstances everyone believes a bear killed his parents. (Story is an elven man is a mentor to a young human boy. Even when I go out of my way to try and come up with every possible thing they could do, they manage to do something unexpected. When I’m DM, I’m almost constantly caught off guard by the things my players do. (Unfortunately our consistent party tends to be just three people: myself, my husband, and a friend of ours.
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“Make the noises that the little ones are making. The away team is threatened by a Large Animal protecting its young. (“It seemed lonely, so I was talking to it. Sounded kinda dumb.”)Īlien is alarmed to hear the sound of two Dangerous Animals coming from the containment room. (“As soon as he leaves, I’m gonna do the sound of a failing hover engine, okay? Just see where he looks first!”)Īlien hears a different noise and a thud, then “Sorry, I tripped.” (”But you squeaked.” “Yeah, didn’t mean to.
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What if that was a special skill of ours that was constantly surprising the aliens?Īlien talks about human like s/he’s not there, only to be shocked when its own language comes out of that strange little mouth.Īlien can’t figure out WHAT that noise onboard is, only to find human crewmate pranking it. We can do impressions of anything, and some of us are really good at it. It seems to always be the case that aliens have names that are “unpronounceable by the human tongue.” But, y’know, humans are actually really good mimics.