>Be me.
>Join a WtA game from Roll20. WoD, but werewolves.
>Five players. One is literally a furry that can't shut up, who spends about ten minutes session zero outlining how his characters' aide is their wife, has the rites of breeding and romancing, the details of the rite mechanics, and his own personal interpretation of them.
>Oh yes, and about how his entire game plan is to be a daddy, and be the bossman. His immediate stipulation on being invited to the game was he was GOING to play this character, and only elaborated beyond "They're a field medic" after the GM said "yeah, sure, I guess so?".
>Also threw a b***hfit in the chat when GM had to postpone session zero, and I had to calm him down because he was crying about never getting to play WtA
>Two players come from WoD LARPs, know each other, and spend half an hour telling the group about their past characters and how they ended up making a big scene in public multiple times while LARPing or RP'ing.
>GM has an almost comically intensely bad mic (like the cliche loud and static-y shit, like loud bursts of mechanical noise, spent in bursts in between cutting out, barely comprehensible), and asks us to build the entire game instead of himself.
>Seriously spends most of the session zero telling everyone about prior games and characters. Doesn't want to talk about building the game, but perfectly happy to tell kinda shitty stories.
>One player admits he'll be an utter shit to play with, by making the biggest butthole character he could. While also backing up everything he does as "Well I can't help it, I'm staying in character, it's just everyone else's fault." While his buddy, the GM, backs it all up.
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>Be me.
>Join a WtA game from Roll20. WoD, but werewolves.
>Five players. One is literally a furry that can't shut up, who spends about ten minutes session zero outlining how his characters' aide is their wife, has the rites of breeding and romancing, the details of the rite mechanics, and his own personal interpretation of them.
>Oh yes, and about how his entire game plan is to be a daddy, and be the bossman. His immediate stipulation on being invited to the game was he was GOING to play this character, and only elaborated beyond "They're a field medic" after the GM said "yeah, sure, I guess so?".
>Also threw a b***hfit in the chat when GM had to postpone session zero, and I had to calm him down because he was crying about never getting to play WtA
>Two players come from WoD LARPs, know each other, and spend half an hour telling the group about their past characters and how they ended up making a big scene in public multiple times while LARPing or RP'ing.
>GM has an almost comically intensely bad mic (like the cliche loud and static-y shit, like loud bursts of mechanical noise, spent in bursts in between cutting out, barely comprehensible), and asks us to build the entire game instead of himself.
>Seriously spends most of the session zero telling everyone about prior games and characters. Doesn't want to talk about building the game, but perfectly happy to tell kinda shitty stories.
>One player admits he'll be an utter shit to play with, by making the biggest butthole character he could. While also backing up everything he does as "Well I can't help it, I'm staying in character, it's just everyone else's fault." While his buddy, the GM, backs it all up.
>At least two players are playing women. Not too bad alone, considering I have a female character for a Rogue trader game, but with the rest of the way they're acting, I'm 90% sure they're going to be horny about it. One of them is the 'rite of breeding' guy, who can't shut up about his 'wifu' (can't even spell Waifu right, the frick) and how she has the right to be his forever and ever, and 'welcome new children into the pack after birthing them'.
>Typing this up in session zero because the sheer autism, bad microphones, cringe inducing obsessions with esoteric minor topics, and the love of hearing themselves speak is giving me ear cancer.
What the frick am I in for lads.
But Red Flag Story thread?
I don't have a story for you, Anon, but why would you stay in this game? Just find another, you aren't even invested yet.
>rites of breeding
>GM has terrible mic
>one player is gonna be a jackass cause its muh character
Anon. Run.
A bit of dumb fun, to demonstrate good play, and a chance to kek on multiple levels at that type of player. My reasons are varied and many.
I was actually trying to get into a Glitter Hearts game on there. Unfortunately, every single rainbow wielder jumped in there and I got drowned out.
Clearly you must be the least 'furry' werewolf you can be and rise to dominance over the pack.
or just quit while you're ahead
>Be me. Bored and autistic uni student. Currently bored and concussed martial artist, so sorry for that.
>Be not me. RPG club members.
>There were five of the c**ts. DM, the troony/grognard. They were a fat, unwashed frick, but actually pretty chill.
>There was the less chill troony. Made more of an effort to wear gendered clothing, spoke in reedy falsetto, like that half-whisper that makes you think of some old grandma in frontier texas or shit. They were considerably more outspoken in their beliefs about LGBT shit, and tried to ham it in everywhere, to everything. You'd talk about warhammer, they'd ask about female representation, or transexual representation. Not as fat, but they had the build where they looked more like a fatty. They were playing this elf druid, that they insisted commonly swapped sexes just by nature.
>The Redditor. Knew him prior due to mutual friend. Dude based his entire personality around Senator Armstrong, argued anything, compulsively, was staunchly against anything not utterly scientifically proven and relied upon long-term as concrete wisdom. Which included most modern sciences and scientific information. He also seemed to treat making people angry at him as a proof of superiority. If you got mad at him, or bought up feelings, emotions, opinions or preferences as things that existed, he'd call you a "Liberal", and start slamming you for shit. We're not American, we don't have that kind of party. Yeah he had some good points, but he was just such a c**t about it that I spent most of the time wanting to punch his teeth out.
>There was the woman. First year uni, only chick at the table. Short, man haircut, loud, obnoxious, spent most of her time on facebook, squeezing blackheads on her skin, forearms, shoulders and chest, and generally never paid attention. Made a dwarf, which consequently had zero personality.
>And then there was this honestly pretty normal guy. Almost painfully generic, outside of being tall.
Cont.
>Barely made it past the first session, where as soon as they were on the way, Redditor's PC started slamming not-chill troony's PC for wearing "Impractical Clothing". They'd provided character art. Animesque, of course, with this girlboy in a rainbow sundress. Redditor started going off that the clothing wasn't 'realistic to the type of setting' and that 'the colours weren't appropriate because they were too bright and flashy and would draw attention'.
>Aside from being historically inaccurate to medieval reality, this was also pretty dumb anyway, because it's DnD. So naturally non-chill troony started firing back, poorly.
>So DM ends up bursting in and says that my PC, while walking, ends up putting their foot through a hole, and they hear metal strike metal. Some shit happens, we discover this dagger, that Redditor, who's a Paladin, senses is "very very very super evil".
>Now Redditor says he's going to hold onto it because it's super bad. Druidtroon says bullshit you can't be trusted, and tries to wrestle it off them. Redditor tries to intimidate, but this is level 1 at 3.5, and they'd forgotten that was a CHA skill, which they were shit in, because they minmaxed STR.
>All this, we nearly miss a boat we were meant to catch. My character, 'warforged' fighter, manages to wrangle them together with normie cleric.
>Woman then sticks her head up and exclaims "Sorry I wasn't paying attention, what's going on?" after about ten minutes of heated arguing.
>So DM has to recap. Whereupon woman declares "That's stupid" and tries to insert her characters' actions retroactively.
>Which did not impress the DM.
>We end up going to sleep for the night, Druid hears Paladin sneaking into their room on the ship, in full wargear.
Oh hell yeah, rape time.
>Everyone else wakes up to the full fledged screaming match going on because Paladin is saying Druid's a schitzo for casting at a party member for no reason, while Druid is calling Paladin a lying murderer for trying to sneak in and assassinate them, while Paladin is trying to gaslight them, and going "why would you immediately jump to murder? And you call me a psycho".
>Let it be known, both are reportedly in full wargear.
>Paladin is killing druid, not-chill troony is seething. They grab their shit and strut out, muttering some fussy indignant comments about lesser people. Redditor starts loudly shifting the blame, declaring to the air shit like "Well, I guess some people just can't deal with not always getting their way in DnD," and being this smug, dindu nuffin shit.
>Druidtroony keeps it together, leaves the room, then pretty predictably sticks their head back inside, starts jabbing their finger at redditor, and screaming insults. Falsetto screaming, calling them a fricking b***h, little man, short man syndrome, fatass frick, ignorant, unkind, misogynistic, transphobic, bigot, all the fun words.
>Redditor gets a huff, stands up and starts walking over while jeering at Druidtroony, mocking their emotionally charged insults, their clothes, and starts digging at them for being a troony. Oh you never had a paternal influence, you just want to be a woman because you're horny for them, you're a degenerate, overemotional failure who's doing an arts degree because you're a failure, kind of shit.
>So they're looking like they're about to start swinging, so I get up, walk over, grab redditor's head from the back, and just kinda push his head into the doorframe. Like bouncing a basketball. Nothing damaging, but enough to make him react to the shift in balance.
>Dude was the major inflammation, I liked him slightly less then the visual affront of druidtroon, but mostly really he was just the closest one.
>Tell them "Enough." Because, autism.
>They break it up, because screaming and crying is fine but apparently a light shove is unacceptable.
>Game night over, normie just leaves, but gives me a look saying he approved of none of it. Druidtroony looks at me, agog, before hurrying off, because trannies cannot comprehend the reality of physical violence. Woman, is looking around the group through all of this with a Comically dropped jaw. Like, she's stretching her mouth open as wide as it can go, to exaggerate the whole thing.
>I end up actually walking part of the way back to my hall, with redditor. He's sooty AF, because he wants to complain about the troony, but can't do so without admitting he's also emotional, opinionated, or personally involved in the event. And more significantly, he wanted to chew me out over pushing him into a doorframe, but can't, because he'd told me extensively about his Wrestling background, when we'd first met, because he felt the need to measure dicks because I happened to be 6'2 and broad at the shoulders while he wasn't the biggest guy around, so clearly he can't complain, or he looks weak.
>He did get incredibly passive aggressive towards me, including fricking me over at every turn specifically in a game he ran for our friend group, as much as he could, and as hard as he could, until I gave up on him.
>I actually end up keeping contact with troonyDM. They were cool, I got to play in their next campaign, which was more normal, and I almost ended up flatting with them, but they never managed to insulate the walls properly, or remove the smell of cat piss from the floorboards.
Damn i am kind of jealous. Where do you live? A world where pushing someone is seen as a horrid thing is one i would love to live in.
One time a guy punched me because i called him a "baby b***h" and i threw him off into the canal and the only response was people laughing at us
It was a university RPG club.
On the other hand, the Karate club I went to gave no fricks. The Sensei once mentioned that he goes to pseudo-underground fights, where a bunch of dudes just rock up in a field and duel in a circle of cars, and that one time, a friend of his got kicked so hard he permanently shifted his sternum off to the right.
So with retrospect, it was really just a microculture of baby b***hes with socio-political ideas.
And in fairness, I did bounce his face into a doorframe. The inside bit, where the door sits in, not the wall. Possibly not the most pleasant experience.
>Join a game here on /tg/
>The people are pronoungays, talk about critical role.
>Stupidly play with them anyway
>They suck
>WoD, but werewolves.
I've played a fair number of osr games with fa/tg/uys and 90% of them have been excellent.
But one involved some chap dropping hard Rs right from word one, constantly not understanding the rules, asking dumb questions, etc.
I would have stayed but the DM refused to let people speak out of character
The player said "Black person" in character?
In and out of character
Awesome
Not a long story.
>join an online ebberron game, dont remember whats the story. But i play. A changeling.
>players are a mix of redflags: transgender, weird benshapiro dude, guy who has a horrible stutter, and an autist who laughed all the time weirdly.
>i want to stick around and see the trainwreck happen.
>i misgender the transgender by mistake causing them to explode (first time a trans person did that around me), the transgender and benshapiro dude get into argument after i try to deescalate. Autist guy laughs during the entire thing, stutter guy silently leaves the game, GM spine non-existant and is shut up by the two players.
>I cant leave the smile out of my voice causing all 3 of them to get angrier (except autist who was still laughing. Truly wisest among us)
>Gm ends session. And then sends me something about how i am fricking with him and kicks me.
Truly the weirdest game i was ever part of. I joined another game after that and it was fine.
Your first redflag should've been that you're playing Werefolks the Affinity.
>gf keeps talking about how I should meet her cousin because he also liked rpgs
>finally meet the guy in her graduation party
>he is a weird little manlet with a really high pitched voice
>welp, you cant really be picky in this hobby, guy might be cool who knows
>around 30 min of random chitchat I bring up RPGs
>he instantly flares up and starts talking about how he was listening to this RPG podcast in his car on his way to the party and that the podcaster was a super cool antifa guy
it was a gruesome evening
Big oof. I would've started mocking him for being a """sex pest""" in waiting just like Adam Koebel.
Honestly having ADHD as a player is a red flag. You frickheads can't engage for shit
I got this absolute fricktard in a game I otherwise have an okay time with. The DM's a friend so I have more investment to not leave, but I swear to frick he needs to learn to stop being so goddamn nice and recognize a clown as a clown.
>We all get in game for session one.
>First thing this guy does is describe how his character is accosting random travelers that get too close because his character is scared of strangers.
>This factoid will proceed to be not true for the rest of the game, as his near braindead self just waltzes up to any npc in the starting village that so much as gives him a polite nod and acts like they are now best friends.
>He has now decided his room temperature IQ barbarian (real fricking original) is this childlike simpleton that wants to play with anyone that treats him nice.
>The DM, lord knows why, entertains this homosexualry.
>I start getting the itch to tell mungo about the rabbits.
>Once we actually get to doing questing instead of playing house in the tavern, we learn that moron flies into psycho mode during combat, to the point that in four separate occasions he was eating the bodies.
>God forbid you ask him to fight werewolves though as he'll just sit in the fricking corner and whimper.
>And yet according to him, I'm the bad guy because rather predictably, my character doesn't want to be near the petty, violent psychopath.
>Tard barb threatens my PC pretty much out of nowhere over breakfast because... they were keeping their distance and don't want to associate with the childish murderer.
>Honestly have no idea what train of pretzel logic moron followed to arrive to the conclusion that wanting to murder another PC was an acceptable response to them not liking you.
>Rest of the party steps in to keep things from escalating beyond words and the DM seems to be urging me through NPCs not to start shit since I could easily riddle this clown with bolts before he got near me.
1/2
2/2
>Things calm down somewhat after that. Somewhat...
>Fricktard still lets it be known through petty drama he still has it out for me.
>NPCs yell at both of us for this, despite the fact he clearly fricking started it.
>If 2/3 of the other players in this group didn't have the space brain I maybe could have relied on them to lock ragie in a cage.
>Tardicus isn't even that useful for combat anymore, as while the mages in the party mostly suck, they at least drop enough damage for me to kill most threats from a comfortable distance. We haven't had anyone close to being knocked out for a while now.
>This doesn't stop the manchild from complaining in and out of character about being beat up on by all the enemies despite him running into the middle of them constantly, entirely of his own volition.
>I somehow have better survivability than this clown because Dex bonus and I actually went and invested in some basic magic items instead of letting all the gold we've been payed with accrue dust in my inventory.
>Latest incident we're getting ready for a fancy dinner party with a side of political intrigue, the party is desperately trying to figure out how to make moron not moron for a few minutes.
>Not even thirty seconds he can't function like a basic human being.
>Pretty much everybody throws their hands up and leaves the room.
>Even the fricking DM has to admit through the present NPCs that Tardicus is indeed moronic.
>Next session I'm telling him to stay at the inn, dead certain it will go poorly.
The module we're playing is like 3/4 of the way done so I just want it over with. I've been telling friend DM repeatedly that certain players (Tardicus) are dead weight that actively drags down the pace as he constantly has been complaining about such things to me in private messages. Yet it hasn't occurred to him to just kick the bastard because he's too nice. I very much wish I could just put down Tardicus' PC like the dog he is.
>Not even thirty seconds he can't function like a basic human being
Elaborate
>We're all sat in a room making plans after discovering a faction in the city we're in has two NPCs we're after kidnapped.
>A few NPCs have been making their way in and out to discuss things or promise support.
>End point is we need to go to this party where the leader of said faction is palling around with the mayor, make distractions, snoop around to get info, etc.
>The most adult of the mages is trying to painstakingly explain what etiquette is to the smelly backwater moron that doesn't even wear shoes.
>For a split second the two neurons ricocheting around his skull make a connection.
>Tardicus stands up straight, puffs out his chest, and loudly announces in the voice of Conan's inbred third cousin that he a good boy and he superior because he's vaguely understood the periphery of the concept of nobility.
>One of the other PCs jokingly pats him on the head.
>Those neurons divorce like Kardashians and rocket back into their sockets on opposite sides of Tardicus' squishy skull.
>He flops over and rolls on the floor to show his belly like a dog.
>Pic related is the rest of the party.
>We all walk downstairs. While we're getting into our cups and complaining, moron tries multiple times to leave the inn to 'go on a walk' out of the city or because he's feeling the tard rage urge to kill something since the party refuses to humor his bullshit this time.
>Dm denies this for obvious reasons so he sulks in the corner like a whipped b***h.
He does obnoxious fricking baby talk out of character too. I wish death upon him.
>He flops over and rolls on the floor to show his belly like a dog.
I guffawed when I read this.
It really is the cherry on the shit sundae, and while I feel for you because you had to endure it, I'm happy because I got to laugh so hard.
>joined a game
>some time after session zero I log in to Foundry to see the other PCs
>the "woman" in the group poorly drew his portrait in paint
>two guys used hero forge
>last guy has a screenshot of a 3d untextured model in front of a white background
Guess I suddenly can't fit the game into my schedule after all
you just sound like a petty homosexual. you're the redflag here
>join a social game with random people
>have a bad experience
This is going to comprise 95% of this thread. You all deserve it.
>5e game in waterworld-esque setting
>my character is driving our boat (we stole it at the start)
>DM randomly asks for a perception check from the party
>i roll something like a 28, rest of the group rolls poorly
>we get blindsided by the b***hes we stole the boat from
>in a boat three times the size of ours
>on waters that physically could not be more open
>my face when
>ask how tf they accomplished that
>"failed the group check lol"
woulda left on my own after that if work hadn't forced me to. if you're reading this highlander eat my ass
the titanic crashed because the sleeping crewmates missed their perception checks