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Our GM asked if it was OK to bring his older brother into the game. We were all sort of wary but allowed it.

He rolled up one of the worst characters I have ever seen. Didn't complain. And he was a really good role player. His crappy character (a goofy rogue kind of character that was constantly getting the party into and out of trouble, solely on how well this guy role played) actually ended up sort of leading the party and we all had a great time. But he did cause a walkout. We played in a barn at one of the guys houses. By the beginning of summer, there were june bugs flying all over the place, driving everybody crazy. One session, this guys starts swatting at them. And then we notice he is eating something. finally someone asks what he snack he has. He grabs another one out of the air and pops the damn bug in his mouth! Nobody believed he was eating them until he opened his mouth and we saw the crunched up bug. We all start gagging and running from the room. His poor brother, the GM, is hunched over with his eyes watering and his nose running, just repeating "that is so bad, that is so bad." The guy, laughing his *** off, just keeps saying "we have to get rid of them somehow! I don't see any of you doing anything about them!" It took us a while to be able to go back in and sit down and play. On his character sheet, the guy wrote "eat bug" under skills.

Man he was fun to game with.

The players were evil soldiers (~12 level) sent to kidnap a rival king's daughter for a forced marriage. They were told to make it public, so the enemy kingdom would know the terror.
They spend a month integrating themselves around the city in preparation for the princess's visit via boat. As she stepped off the boat, the Cleric summoned a giant shark, the Druid had already wildshaped into a giant shark, and both were in the water under the docks. As she stepped off her ship, the invisible fighter bull rushed her off the dock into the water. The summoned Shark snapped her up (unharmed) and swam as fast as it could as the cleric jumped in. The Druid had summoned another shark, which snapped up the Cleric and followed. The fighter just followed the princess into the water and the druid-shark snagged him and took off as well heading to where the Mage and another Fighter waiting a bit away.
The evil Ranger of the group had stayed behind to help them incase the dock plan failed (to help them fight out). He appeared out of the crowd and announced he was good enough to track sharks in the water and jumped into a longboat, calling for some guards and good people of the kingdom to join him! Some guards and citizens jumped in and rowed after the sharks.
As other boats launched, the Ranger's boat was way out in front, and a few minutes later was heading to shore (by the rest of the party, with the now unconscious prisoner). The Ranger stood up in the boat and proudly announced that he knew the sharks went this way. One of the guards looked around, and seeing no sharks said, "how do you know?" And this next line was classic. The player squinted his eyes and with an evil sneer said "because of the blood in the water", took his sword and slaughtered everyone on the boat. They got away for the moment with their prize.

I told them beforehand if they came up with a decent sounding plan, I wouldn't get in the way, but they would have to make the appropriate rolls and such. They pulled it off beautifully and even now 10+ years later "because of the blood in the water" makes me smile.

A good party this time. They had a Fighter, a Monk, a Paladin, a Cleric, a Sorcerer, and a Rogue (all ~15th level). However, only the Sorc had any distance attacks. So near a cliff-side waterfall, they finally cornered the BBEG and had him at a disadvantage. He summoned his ace in the hole...his big *** green dragon. The dragon slaughtered the sorcerer first round and then while hovering starts breathing on them, while the rest of the party tried to figure out what to do. The Monk player asked how far the Dragon was from the waterfall, and I said about 50 feet. Suddenly the Monk takes off towards the waterfall. He climbed up the cliff to the top, which was about 150' up. Meanwhile the party was fighting defensively, which basically means they were dealing 0 damage to the dragon and absorbing lots of damage and taunting from the BBEG.
The Monk player says, "I would like to make a running long jump off the cliff to the dragon." I say "um...okay, that is like a DC 50 jump...maybe 55 to be sure". Then he says, "Cool. Then I want to hit it with a stunning fist." Everyone looks at him, and starts smiling. Someone says that if he misses, they are going to die.
The Monk take a running leap off the side of the cliff clearing the distance to the dragon and rolls a stunning fist attack, hits, and the dragon fails its save and crashes to the ground. The party absolutely destroyed the dragon before it could get back into the air.
Needless to say, the BBEG ran like a little girl.

My first time DMing was a 3rd edition, prefab adventure for first level characters. I forget the name of the adventure but it involved the party entering an underground fortress overrun by kobolds and plant type creatures. The first door they came to had a pit trap in front of it that the party of 3 gnomes sprang on the way in.

The next game we had two more members join the party (two half orcs, one druid the other barbarian). They entered the dungeon the same way the first 3 members did and stopped outside the trapped door.

The three gnome PCs stood on one side and challenged the 2 newcomer half orcs as they approached. Some poorly chosen responses were given and the party of three felt the need to threaten the PCs outside.

"Were coming in there to kill all the evil little people inside!" says the half orc barbarian

"Don’t come in! We have a ballista!" bluffs the gnome rogue. Bluff roll: 2.

"hahaha tricksey little one!" says the barbarian. "I'm coming in!"

the gnome rogue quickly declares he is holding action for the orc to jump across the pit. The orc predictably jumps and the rogue declares and attack with his short spear. Rolls. Nat 20. oh crap. Confirm... another nat 20! oh CRAP! The group collectively holds their breath as the player of the orc consults his character sheet after damage is rolled.

"I’m dead" declares the player. crap.

I tell the other orc outside that as the orc jumps across the pit into the dark room beyond, he is smashed backward by a massive attack on the other side. The orc falls out of the room with the short spear protruding from his chest... Immediately the gnome fighter in the group gets a smile on his face. We all look at him curiously and he yells in character: "RELOAD!" and raps his sword pommel on his shield mimicking the "clack clack clack clack" sound of a ballista reloading.

The player of the remaining orc looks at me and says "I run away"

The two players made two new characters that later entered the party. They were impressed with the gnome's story about how they defeated the band of evil orcs that tried to raid the dungeon they were in.

To this day, following devastating critical hits the party will yell "RELOAD!" and giggle.

Human Witch (pig familiar). Think redneck farmer. Claims that the pig is the brains of the operation, he's just the handsome guy with opposable thumbs.

A few more role-play ideas (let's call the witch Jeb and the pig Shakespeare):

1. Introducing the character.

Jeb: "Well, I'm Jeb and the pig here calls hisself Shakespeare. Used to be a powerful wizard til he done messed up and the powers that be turned him into a pig* and I'm his punishment."
Shakespeare: "SQUEEEEEE!"
Jeb: "Not with that attitude you ain't!"

* This is a lie. Shakespeare has always been a pig but Jeb likes to tell people he was a wizard because it sounds important.

2. Witches and their familiars share skill ranks and familiars can aid another with knowledge checks. If Jeb roles high enough to make a check but only with Shakespeare's help then you can role-play it out:

Jeb: "Well, I believe it was the ancient Laramanthians that built this here bridge."
Shakespeare: "SQUEEEE!"
Jeb: "Well of course I meant the Daratovians. I just misspoke you damn hunk a bacon."

3. For witches the familiar acts as a spell book, learning the spells for them. While Shakespeare is inside learning spells Jeb is outside wallowing in the mud, coming in occasionally to turn the page

4. When Jeb really likes an idea he'll say "[it] goes together like pigs and swimming!".

our lawful good dwarven cleric tried to find prostitutes.

We may or may not have spent the majority of that fight sticking things in the Lynx' ***.

In a Dark Sun campaign back in the mid 90s we had a player who had all of his equipment lost due to a fire trap. Later he found a ring of wishes and blurted out "I wish I had all my s$&t back!". All the players, who had been trying to coach him on what to say stopped talking and looked at the DM, who had the biggest grin I have ever seen. The character started swelling and eventually exploded, showering the other characters in a lifetime of *****.