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Terry the Vampire Asshole TPK's the whole party by crit failing his defusal roll so hard that he, the only member of the party with the skills to defuse a bomb lets himself get convinced by the Ice Giant with no bomb defusal experience that icing the bomb is
fuckin brilliant.
Our party consisted of Me a super charismatic
meth addictspeed Vampire, A ghost, Some mentally retarded Biker dude(
Who took all the mental disadvantages) that literally couldn't stay dead and a Norse ice giant bastard son.
My character during the last part of that fateful session.
Shortly followed by.
But how did this mentally deficient group get there you may ask?
Well the night before we'd partied so hard it might have been 1776 and Biker dude only managed to get himself killed and resurrected five times. For those of us still capable of inebriation we were headed hung over to a meeting which would establish our cover then investigating the Japanese stadium that an entire crowd had disappeared at.
Long and short of it is the stadium is made to focus magical energy for a ritual which leaves a residue that Ice Giant snorted like cocaine then started floating in the air, tasting colors and throwing our hands up with a shrug we decided to investigate the dude who designed these things in the first place.
Which leads to why we were on a plane!
In that the dude who designed the stadium was in a different part of the nation, so we took a plane. On the plane my character being the blood hound he is smelled explosives. Namely ones that weren't his own. Taking a moment to punch the universe in the dick and read the GM notes he found the bomb in the drink cart that Ice Giant was intending to empty.
Que the flight staff freaking the fuck out UNTIL!
Using my super public speaking skills I calmed the flight crew down and sent them out of the cabin leaving only the PC's, to preform their dangerous and possibly letal task without interruption.
Cracking my fingers I rolled my explosives skill to know how to defuse the bomb. Which I crit failed. So my character was like "Oh it's one of these. HAH! I could do this easy with a blindfold on!" But deciding if we're going to fuck up.
We go for the memorable fuckup. As the Ice giant pitches freezing the bomb and we let him have his fun.
So we take it into the cargo hold of the plane and let the Ice Giant freeze the bomb.
Naturally it
goes off.
Leaving all three character's who aren't incorporeal spirits hurtling towards the solid embrace of mother earth. Though we had a chance to save ourselves, the GM never continued the game.(And we don't play with him anymore... But that's another story!)
As a side note My characters 'Terry' had been framed as a terrorist earlier in the game. For amnesty and explaining how he did
'absolutely nothing wrong' created a series of youtube video's on that premise. Which enjoyed a skyrocketing popularity as they were made with a crit public speaking roll. There were also plans for running for president(2023 or 2019 I think was the year in game?) with my running mate for Vice president being Head in a jar(Or in reality, Fried's character. We plan on chopping his head off and pulling off the futurama head in a jar set up using his immortality) for giggles during our down time once we finish this mission.
Better yet as it was just before presidential election time and GURPs simplictic method of resolving elections meant I could have totally pull this shit off.
