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01/05/10(Tue)01:20 No.7433385>>7433294 cont I agree with the gnome that the stars are remarkably clear tonight. "You could even say," he continues, "they look like they're aligned." My danger sense goes off, but in character I just keep the banter going, agreeing with what seems like small talk. "What would you do if you met someone from the stars?" He asks innocently. I reply that I'd just say hi, ask him to join me for a drink. "Well, hi." At this point, the gnome smiles. His smile widens, until it encircles his entire head, and his head from the teeth-up hovers above the rest of his body. I tell the DM I think it's time I woke the rest of the party up to help with this. I'm no fool. He turns from me, since we've been having basically a one-on-one convo this whole time, and faces the rest of the table. Then, with a completely straight face, he says simply, "You wake up." We're confused for a second. So we ask what he means. Again, this time with a bit of a smile, "You wake up." That's when we understand. The rest of the party sits up in the hay and sees me sitting next to a perfectly normal gnome, not talking at all. That night, the DM earned his chops as a Magnificent Bastard. |