There just couldn’t be a cure drunkenness spell could there? :rolleyes:
Oh well, I prepare to heal the drunk warrior after the creature mauls him.
Foolish woman! Liquor only makes me stronger!
urp!
Yo, Kwyji! Kill monsters first, loot tomb after!
Am I there yet? Is there any gold?
What’s this button do? <pushes button>
I cast resist paralysis on the fighter.
Not to worry…I’m firing off the odd acid arrow when I get a clear shot.
Best to try and open up something…it’s getting crowded in here.
Hey, Legomancer, I rolled a 15. With Improved Initiative, that’s a modified 19. I want to stab at the carrion crawler with my longsword. I have a +2 to attack.
So, did I hit? Did I hit? Huh? Huh?
Oh, wait, I guess I should wait until it’s my turn. Tell me when I can go.
I use my Wand of Health Food to bury the carrion crawler in a pile of bean sprouts and bulgur wheat.
DM MODE TO HELP LEG
throatshot hits for hmm some damage–let’s not be too technical since only LEG knows the difficulty of the campain
Ferrous also hits for damage but falls foward into the crawler
Mr. Miskatonic pushes a button that triggers a door amd another carrion crawler enters from the rear
Kwyjibo has a clear shot at the second crawler
DM HAT OFF
still casting–stupid casting times
Can people be bad guys? If so I’ll be crawler #2, and I’m heading for Mr. Miskatonic with nefarious intent.
Kat tosses a trio of throwing knives at crawler#2.
AHHHHHHHH!!! CARRION CRAWLERS!!!
A DM will have to roll, but there’s a high probability that I just wet myself.
~reading from recently borrowed spellbook, apparently trying to help~
Dare il benvenuto alla mia casa di balzo!
~cloud of acrid smoke disperses~
Yes! This thing really works. I love club sandwiches. Mmmmmmmmm.
~munching happily~
In an attempt to impress the cute bard, I grab my chakram and fling it in the general direction of the Carrion Crawlers. Unfortunately I slip in a pile of Carrion Crawler poo and fall backwards. Luckily all eyes are on my chakram, so nobody notices me surreptitiously scraping monster yuk off my leathers.
The chakram spins, flies, ricochets off a rock, takes a chunk out of a Carrion Crawler, hits another rock, takes off the point of the wizard’s pointy hat, hits the second Carrion Crawler, makes a dent in the knight’s helmet, ricochets off yet another rock and flies back to me.
I manage to catch it before it takes my head off and flash a grin in the direction of the bard. Here I am, the destroyer of nations, your warrior princess 
Uh, guys, has anyone seen my spellbook? I seem to have misplaced it somehow. It’s got this really cool spell I’ve been working on that summons club sandwiches. It’s not perfected yet, though…seems one of the side effects is uncontrollable, explosive diarrhea. I bet that would distract the crawler if we could get him to eat one.
::Cocks bow with two acid arrows and lets them fly at the second crawler::
<Thwip-thwip>
::Cocks bow again…::
I hit! I hit! I hit!
::Waves longsword around wildly, taking off another slice of the wizard’s pointy hat, a slice from the thief’s breeches (nice undies), and while everyone is ducking from the weapon, flicks the club sandwich to herself with a quick disarm attempt. Unfortunately, she misses and the sandwich top flicks off and a piece of pastrami flies across the room to smack the carrion crawler on the face::
Looks around.
Um…umm…
Gotta go to the little DM’s room! Be right back! (exits to bathroom)
…time passes…
…more time passes…
A cursory glance in the bathroom reveals an open window with a stool underneath it.
Ah, come on, DM! Come back! We need you.
He’s gone?
I call dibs on his share of the pizza.