From the 7th Sea table - a PC's pregnant wife has woken up with a craving for iced cream
PC : "It's two in the morning! There is no way on Earth I can get you iced cream!"
Wife :
bursts into tears You don't love me anymore!
PC : You're right! I don't!...
I shouldn't have said that...
GM : In this era one of the treatments for gonorrhea is running a red-hot wire up into the affected areas. Since she's a fire mage, your wife doesn't bother with the wire.
GM : It's 1668 - there's not a lot of international news coverage
Climate Change
Fireleaper : Of course some cities won't want to be protected by dikes.
Me: It threatens their masculinity
And on the effects of rising sea levels on Florida
Me : And if you believe that I've got some condos in Florida to sell you. Nice water views...

Playing Munchkin, we encounter a combined Unspeakable Awful Indescribable Horror, AND Squidzilla
Me: We just ran into
Cthulhu?!? 
Our GM is a no-show - we picture him in the starring roll of a picture I'm drawing of a pack of gnoll pirates about to disembowel a sailor.
Trawler's player : A Hyenous crime
Avatar : Avatar, disrupting radio traffic worldwide.
Zero : Think locally, act globally
In Cthulhu - the raid on Innsmouth. Each player is playing 6 PCs, including the marines sent into the smugglers tunnels under the northside slums
Col. Lancaster OOC : Dear God sir, your dog just ripped my leg off. So it can hump it in peace
Barbara vdB : "I just ask one thing - can you make sure your campaign doesn't escape and infect ours this week?"
Also from the other table, listening in on our campaign - they have long experience of previous characters played by my wife
"Dear god - tell me you didn't just give her a flamethrower"
"At least tell us you didn't give her any fuel!"
"Worse - she's got a flamethrower. I've got flares.... and
I'm standing right behind her"

"Scream!"
Purrdence's Marine - The flamethrower's named for my wife Vera. My ex wife.
Me GM - She was a hot tamale
Me GM -
(Describing the Flamethrower) After two short bursts, it needs a refill
Purrdence's Marine - that's what my wife used to say.
Sergeant -
(Mocking another PC's Bigfoot encounter, in reference to something BIG that just swam under the boat) Did it have a beard, boy?
Purrdence's Marine - Not as big as my ex-wife's!
Purrdence's Marine : My ex husband...
Sergeant : Husband? Is there something we don't know about you, Private?
Purrdence's Marine : Wife! I meant wife!
Me GM : Well this is Massachusetts. They're advanced about that sort of thing up here
Me GM : The tunnel is damp, and dripping with clammy slime and phosphorescent algae...
Private Anzacks & Purrdence's Marine & :
"Just like my ex wife...".
Me GM : What was that?
Purrdence's Marine & : Nothing, nothing
*looks innocent*
Me GM : ...and stinks of decaying fish...
Private Anzacks & Purrdence's Marine :
*collapse laughing*
Me GM : *
headdesk*
Attempt and fail to stop a fellow marine from being dragged overboard by something
Sergeant : Oh great, we just turned Private Douvre into a wishbone. Oh look, I got the big end!
Me GM : They're not gators. Gators don't have fingers like that. Gators don't have faces like that. And gators don't wear golden jewellery either.
Sergeant OOC : - Dear God they've got bling! (makes gang signs and leans back in chair) Deep Ones Bitches!
Private Anzacks to ineffectual Officer - Yessir, Captain Toothless, sir! Right away sir!
Purrdence's Marine - And this is why you're still a private and nobody likes you
Private Anzacks OOC : Really? I thought it was cause I kept taking everything I could get my grubby little hands on
Purrdence's Marine - I failed, I rolled 18. My Dex is only 15. Ass over manboobs.
On the Coastguard Cutters patrolling outside Innsmouth harbour
Petty Officer - OOC - Sir, it looks like theirs a pair of boobs out there.
Captain - OOC - Get your mind out of the gutter son.
Petty Officer - OOC - No seriously sir, it looks like a couple of Irishman.
On the submarine S-19
Petty Sub Officer - (denying a crewmember crushed to death under a fallen torpedo is useless) What are you talking about? He's armed, he has a torpedo.
Me GM : - (Describing an NPC) .. is rigid and unbending.
Private Anzacks & Purrdence's Marine : Just like my ex-wife.
In RL, the Swan River is amazingly noxious tonight - gaggingly, eye-wateringly bad.
Purrdence : Gah! Smells like a Deep One crawled up the river and died

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