So I was yet again at the local convention this year, and this time I picked up a few gems I just have to share to an audience that understands. This first one is a true story from irc-discussion program (I dunno if you know that one). - I just heard that my grandma has died... - I'm sorry - Sorry to hear that - Did she drop any good loot? My translation These are nerdy pick-up lines. - So, do you want to see my magic wand? It casts white magic. - Can I land my starfighter into your hangar? - What's an epic level chic like you doing in a tavern like this? - So, dungeon master, can I "search" this elven lady here? - Your armor class is useless against my two-handed sword of satisfaction +5. Want me to prove it? Also, our scene were wondering this year if it is necrophilia when you are interested in mating the undead. ... the things we do... EDIT: And yes, the people surrounding me are pervy in nature.
Also, our scene were wondering this year if it is necrophilia when you are interested in mating the undead . Interestingly, in my favourite fantasy game-world of Tékumel, there are several ‘grades’ of undead, the highest of which, known as jájgiyal (singular ‘jájgi’), can only distinguished from live humans by close observation — if they don’t breathe, they’re jájgiyal. Jájgiyal are rumoured to be capable of functioning sexually. Our party once attended some festivities at a rival clanhouse where most of the servants and many of the guests were jájgiyal. My character was quite unnerved by her clansister discussing philosophy with a 500 year old sorceress who didn’t look much older than she did!
