>>68281491
Russian Roulette

Ah yes, my final battle. I challenge him to Willy Wars.

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The stand-still and don't move game.

Rock, Paper, Scissors

Then just hold up paper in the air for a high-five, "Ahhh, just playing, don't leave me hanging though. High-five."

>>68281491
I prepare to out-fuck the grim reaper. We will both leave a mountain of whores in our wake no matter the outcome, or I powerbottom ol' boney until his decrepit pelvis shatters. Such is live as a cleric of the pleasure god.

>>68281491

See, you expect me to say that we play DnD, like that old joke from futurama or xkcd or whatever it was. But my DnD character obviously has no idea what DnD is, that would make no sense at all. We're playing Dark Heresy, my character is GM.

>>68281517
You play a few rounds before eventually, the gun goes off against the reapers head. Setting the smoking gun down, he congratulates you on your good luck before holding his hand out for you to take.
>>68281523
The reaper happily accepts, such silly games are a pleasant distraction from the eternal duty of reaping souls.
>>68281527
The reaper accepts, and simply stares at you, saying that he can play as long as you like, he's not going anywhere.
>>68281555
The reaper readily gives you a high five, before lacing his bony fingers between your own, saying that judgment is nigh.
>>68281561
The reaper readily accepts your challenge, removing his outer cloak to reveal an Adonis like figure. He offers you a selection of condoms, and asks at which whorehouse you would like to begin, saying that the winner will be determined after 24 hours.
>>68281584
The reaper pulls out a set of dice and a blank character sheet from his robes and begins generating a Guardsman, asking if you would like other players to join, he knows many dead who would be happy to join you two.

>>68281637
>The reaper readily accepts your challenge, removing his outer cloak to reveal an Adonis like figure. He offers you a selection of condoms, and asks at which whorehouse you would like to begin, saying that the winner will be determined after 24 hours.
this will be my finest hour

>>68281637
After our high five, it's judging time. I judge the reaper to be my bro, but I understand I gotta go.

>>68281491
Monopoly.
I need a warm up for wherever I'm going.

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>>68281491
>>68281637
Guilty Gear

>>68281491
we play shots, but with the small request that, if the Reaper can supply it, we use different drinks each round of fine spirits from across the world and history.

In the end it’s a fitting game to end things, no?

>>68281637
Based reaper.
I'd probably choose something cooperative for me and Death, nice change of pace.
For some reason I can only picture House of The Dead 2 and Time Crisis.

>>68281659
For the briefest moment, you would swear you see a smile grace the reaper's features. He thanks you for your gift and begins leading you by the hand, wishing you a merciful judgment.
>>68281677
The reaper accepts, and asks if you would like to be the car.
>>68281678
The reaper accepts, and asks you to start the game up while he grabs some chips for you two to share while playing.
>>68281694
The reaper nods his understanding and produces two crystalline glasses, asking you to sit down while he fetches the bottles from his personal collection.
>>68281698
The reaper accepts your proposal, and sits down, letting you take the player one controller and the comfy beanbag.

>>68281491

>What game does your character pick and why?

Gay Chicken

>>68281745
Thank you Death for the comfy beanbag.

>>68281745
After we finish our game, I give the Reaper a friendly hug and thank him for being so kind. And have to joke: “I owe my emo teenage self a coke... you really aren’t so bad.”

>>68281491
Any game will do if I get to be a player just this once. I bet he'd be a terrifc DM anyway.

F.A.T.A.L. Character gen should buy me a few days to get my affairs in order.

>>68281491
Strip Poker.

>>68281491
The Game of Life, just for lulz.

>>68281491
"Musical chairs. I'll play us one last song."

>>68281756
The reaper nods, before describing in lurid detail the things he would like to do to you involving grapes, rope, a rubber chicken, and half a bottle of watermelon flavored lubricant. He awaits your response.
>>68281765
He claims it is no problem, your last game should be played in comfort.
>>68281767
He claims it is no problem, he sees no point in sending you along to judgment scared and confused.
>>68281800
The reaper nods and asks if you would like to play Shadowrun or Rogue Trader.
>>68281815
The reaper nods and pulls a rule book from his robes, and begins to help you build your character.
>>68281822
The reaper accepts and produces a deck of cards, beginning to shuffle the deck.
>>68281854
Nodding, the reaper begins setting up the board, asking which color car you'd like.
>>68281930
The reaper sets up a chair, and asks that you put on dead man's party, for obvious reasons.

>>68281491
I would politely ask if I can finish my backlog of miniatures first, and maybe he wants to give painting minis a shot too, it’s not going to take away his time in any way

>>68281491
A game of talisman would be nice before I have to go. He bring some of his friends along, since I doubt any of my friends are available if death is here

>>68281990
Don’t do it, death! letting a fa/tg/uy delay his death until he finishes his mini backlog would make him outlast the universe!

H.G. Wells never finished his army and still walks among us out there, unseen and immortal.

>>68281491
Paradox-Billiards-Vostroyan-Roulette-Fourth-Dimensional-Hypercube-Chess-Strip Poker. That or fizzbin, if he knows the rules.

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>>68281491
No game, not this time. He's died twice since he started this, he's had a good run, and he's tired. He died twice in one year and then he mostly retired. He won a war, raised an adopted daughter, owned land, built a castle from nothing with his best friend and brother-in-arms, and treated his serfs well. He came back to his god and finally became the Cleric she needed him to be. He set aside the boy he was and became the man he needed to be.

Everyone will be ok. His daughter is grown now and better than he could ever hope to be, his best friend was always going to outlive him, and the serf's lives are stable and they want for very little. If this is it, it's it. He beat the reaper twice before, and all debts have to be paid. All he wants is to say goodbye and, if the Reaper will allow it, he would like to share a drink with the Ferryman on the hill overlooking his manor and watch the sunset one last time. No tricks, just a decent last day for someone who did their best.

So, what do you say death? Do an old man a few last few favors?

>>68281491
A quick game of Call of Cthulhu with myself as Keeper.

>>68281990
Death politely refuses, saying that he knows how massive your backlog is. He does however offer to ensure that your miniatures are all delivered to your final destination after your judgment, and asks if you would like to play one last battle before leaving.
>>68282015
The reaper accepts, and pulls a phone from an unseen pocket and begins making calls while you set everything up.
>>68282031
Either are agreeable to him, the reaper happily accepts your offer of fizzbin.
>>68282057
For such a distinguished individual, and all the things a man could ask for in his final hour, this is acceptable to the reaper. He will return in 24 hours to take you to the final judgment, and bids you to spend them well. As a parting word, the reaper informs you that the powers that be may see fit to make you into a guardian angel to watch over your daughter and in time, her children.
>>68282070
The reaper accepts this, and sits down to begin making an investigator.

>>68281491
After pleading to at least get to do something to help her still living friends, my character would ask for a guitar hero-style violin duel at a good tavern. More for the opportunity to give one last, really special performance for an audience than to out-play the reaper, to be honest.

>>68281491
My character would like to spend at least a day in his hometown together with his wife, daughter and family like it was any other day. Nothing grand, he just wants to take care of the house, maybe fix that broken part of the roof for once, eat a last home cooked meal and tuck his daughter in bed one last time before he needs to step out of the house one last time never to see them again

>>68281491
>What game do you want to play death? The only ones I know I played with my children so long ago or cards, now that its here the only thing I can think is "will I get to see them? Was I a good enough man after being a brutal weapon of war for so many years?" What do you think death? I've sent plenty your way trying to bring an end to this ridiculous cycle and idea that only one sect can be left standing to retake the holy land, I've tried to be just and merciful but I can't say I'm entirely sure what those truly mean. I know it's not you who decides but I'd still appreciate your opinion.

>>68281491
Let's play Never Have I Ever

>>68281491
Hey OP just wanna say I really love this thread. Thanks for keeping the spirit of /tg/ alive.

>>68281491
A single flip of the coin, his call.

>>68282124
The reaper bids her to calm down, there is nothing more she can do. Name the venue and she will have her final concert and duel.
>>68282202
Such requests are not unknown, and trivial to allow. The reaper leaves after telling you to spend the hours wisely.
>>68282204
The reaper is well familiar with cards, and bids you to shuffle. To answer your question, he says that it is not his duty to pass judgment, though he is aware that many times a repentant soul has been forgiven. To assuage your worries, he does confirm that your family is indeed in a better place.
>>68282206
The reaper accepts, and begins by declaring that never has he ever failed to do his duty
>>68282219
Thanks, I just thought this would be a nice thing to do. This'll be my last post for a while though, I have classes in a few hours and I need to sleep. Feel free to keep it going, /tg/ could use good feels threads like this more often.
>>68282233
The reaper nods and produces a silver coin, tossing it in the air and declaring heads.

>>68281988
Always wanted to try Shadowrun to see if it's the kind of game my players would like, but I suppose this is no time for regrets, for looking back or thinking of things I could have needed in life. Rogue Trader it is.
I also thank the reaper for the comfy thread that's as comfy as Santa's one and that's saying something.

>>68281491
Given what my character is, there's only one reason he'd be well and truly dead in this campaign.

"Ah, finally! How about this, my man. Let's play a game of Ronji (fantasy poker) before the invasion starts. Every single Asura's got a sword through his heart at this point but it'll take awhile before we can invade the heavenly palace and cut the fucking head off of every last Deva, and I want to chill a bit before we finally end the cycle of rebirth, feel me? I've got jitters out the ass over here. Ten thousand years of waiting, amassing numbers, all to do this. Gimme a breather, yeah?"

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>>68281491
> How about a round of Gwent?

>>68281491
Blessed thread, thanks for being you OP.

>>68281491
All right, we'll play Mornigton Crescent, lord viceroy van Holt rules, 1835 appendix.

>>68282313
The reaper produces a character sheet, dice and a pen from his robes. He asks if he or you should GM, and if you would like a copy of the rulebook.
>>68282337
With a wave of his arm, a table bearing two stacks of chips and a deck of cards appears between you. He takes up the deck, shuffles it, and begins to deal.
>>68282338
The reaper produces two decks, and hands one off to you. As you inspect your deck before shuffling, you find it to be exactly what you wanted.
>>68282390
The reaper nods and begins at Leeds Central Station.

>>68282310
With a sad but ultimately relieved smile, my character asks for the concert duel to take place in the biggest tavern in her home town.

>>68281491
My character ask the reaper what game it'd like to play, as she'd never had the time for games during her life and as such doesn't really know many.
Though she's really looking forward to it regardless.

I wish to play the game of visiting your family one last time.

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>>68281491
"Trial by ledge combat, right now!"

>>68281491
How about a game of global thermonuclear war?

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>>68281491
He's never been one for games. If Mr Reaper would like to play one he wouldn't object so long as the rules are explained but as this isn't going to change the nature of any judgment or grant an extension he's not bothered very much about it either way.

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>>68281491
I decide on a twist on a classic, not to trick the Reaper, but to explore the unknown. I suggest one of multiple three-player chess variants, and to make it clear I'm not trying to trick the Reaper, I allow him to choose a third player, as long as they represent neither life nor death, and neither good nor evil (don't want the Devil showing up).

>>68282563
In the blink of an eye, you find yourself standing upon the stage of the familiar tavern, the scent of cooked meat and ale wafting to your nose. The tavern is packed, every seat taken and many faces familiar to you. The last rays of sunset gleam through the windows as your realize that your instrument is in your hand, a matching one in the reaper's. As the tavern takes notice of your presence, he begins to play.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9uk9IcoQ0w
>>68282659
The reaper, being a fan of the classics, suggests a simple game of chess.
>>68282663
He remarks that such things are a common request, and grants you one last day with your household. An instant later, you are standing again at your front door, the voices of your kin just barely audible as they sit down to dinner.
>>68282685
In an instant, you are upon the walls of a castle, the stonework crumbling away with age. The reaper stands opposite you, bearing a polaxe. He raises his weapon to his shoulder in salute and declares "Ad mortem".
>>68282708
You could swear that you saw the reaper smile, though how could a skull do such a thing? A user interface appears before you, and the missiles begin to fly.
>>68282721
The reaper understands, life sometimes fails to give one the opportunity for frivolities. He offers to teach you a board game that he says is quite popular in the outer planes.

>>68281491
But my character is already a fucking ghost riding a living body, what is going to happen?

>>68282756
The reaper states that someone to fill the empty seat just became available.

>>68282659
>>68282766
An instant later, he amends his statement, and asks if you would like to join another for a three-player variant?
>>68282768
The reaper reaches into his cloak and withdraws a piece of paper. He stares at it, and you get the distinct impression of befuddlement as he reads it. He apologizes for the mistake, promises that the mistake will not be repeated, and leaves you to your unfinished business.

>>68282766
My character briefly looks around as the environment changes around her, then back at the reaper saluting, to which she answers by bringing her poleaxe to her own shoulder, declaring "Ad mortem, inimicus." back to the reaper.
She then gets into a combat stance, slowly advancing towards the reaper.

"NO SUPERSTES!"

My character has been through much, murdured family, dead friends, a kingdom fallen to dust. He fondly remembers a dumb game he played with his childhood friends. Less of a game, more of a punching match until one gives up.

If this is to be my final hour, i will be the man who outpunched Death himself.

She’d probably ask if it was okay to have a drinking game around the telling of tall tales.
And if possible, could it be in the tavern near her garrison back before the civil war wiped out half the regulars and made the others forever unwelcome. That’d be perfect.

Let's have a few brewskies and play a game of uno, my man.

Ah, yes, i have waited for what feels like an eternity for this moment, this life's final breath on the edge of infinity.
Tell me, reaper, do you...catan?

>>68282826
>she

>>68281491
An armwrestle

>>68281637
>The reaper readily accepts your challenge, removing his outer cloak to reveal an Adonis like figure.
Skeletor?

>>68281491
He asks to play truth or dare with the reaper

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Twister.
>Tfw death pokes you with his boner after left hand green.

>>68281491
Tag!

>>68281491
He asks to fuck the reaper. It's not the first godlike being he's cum in, it would only be a fitting end to a man who wanted to fuck the sun.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>68282826
Your fight is without doubt the greatest you've ever had, the reaper proving a perfect match for your own skill. You notice that he fights in an old style, sometimes countering your strikes with a shove after blocking you, though he refrains from doing it enough to become obnoxious. Finally, after the both of you have thoroughly beaten each other, the fight comes to its head as the reaper draws back for a mighty swing before feinting and moving to grab you instead.

1: You fall for the feint, moving to parry, and being caught off-guard. He throws you from the battlement, but even having lost, you bear a wide grin upon your face. You feel no pain as you strike the ground, and in an instant the reaper is with you again, offering you a hand up and into the afterlife.

2: You call his bluff, repulsing his attempt to grab you and pushing him back. He falls back a step, loses his footing upon the ledge, and plummets from the wall. You grin with satisfaction, and as you turn around, he stands before you again, offering his hand.

>>68282833
Four poles arise from the ground around you, bound into a square by ropes. The reaper retreats into a corner, bidding you to take the opposite. Once you both are ready, you hear a bell ring, and you come out swinging.

>>68282889
In the blink of an eye, you find yourself seated in the tavern you knew so well, surrounded by your fallen comrades, the reaper also taking a seat at the table. They greet you warmly, and thank you for inviting them to drink with you one last time.

>>68282891
With a click of his fingerbones, a table bearing beer and a deck of cards materializes between the two of you. The reaper sits, cracks open his drink, and takes a swig, which somehow doesn't slosh down his spine.

>>68282996
Indeed he does, and he conjures a table and box, the components already neatly laid out.

>>68283124
Oh, i have a better table.

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>>68281561

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>68283043
The reaper creates a table and places his elbow upon it. As you reciprocate and grasp his hand, you note that it doesn't feel cold.

1: After an intense struggle, the reaper bests you, leaving you defeated, but deeply satisfied.

2: The reaper puts up a mighty fight, but in the end, you smash his hand against the table, the bones of his hand scattering about. A moment later, they reform, and he congratulates you for your great strength.

>>68283077
The reaper agrees, and volunteers truth.

>>68283086
With a flick of his wrist, the reaper creates a mat, and a ghostly figure appears, bearing the spinner.

>>68283091
The reaper reaches out to touch your shoulder, then bolts off, running at a perfect pace for you to catch up to without exhausting yourself.

>>68283099
The reaper cocks his head, holding his silence for a moment, before he declares that it's not the strangest request he's received. He asks where you want to put it, and if you prefer it bony or fleshy.

>>68283149
The reaper apologizes, and a moment later you find yourself sitting at the table you had in mind, the reaper sitting opposite you.

>>68281491
I ask the reaper to play a match of Mtg, in vintage
If it can supply decks of course

>>68281491
I play DnD. Now I dont get to die for another 2 or 3 years, haha.

>>68281491
We play a game of sexualizing the other player through art, posted on the internet.

Drawing weebshit/fetish art of the grim reaper is easy.
Not so for a neckbeard with no personality.

One last wrestle match. 1v1 no weapons or spells

I’m not that good at games, but I ask the reaper if he’d like to watch my favorite movie with me. Otherwise, we can play a game of his choosing.

>>68283310
Clearly you haven't seen all that Ugly Bastard tags in your hentai.

>>68283230
The reaper procures a pair of decks from his robes, and hands one to you. As you look through it, you discover that it is exactly what you had in mind.

>>68283233
From within his robe, the reaper draws dice, pencils, and a rulebook and character sheet for your preferred edition. The game you play is without a doubt the greatest campaign ever, each adventure worthy of its own legendary greentext. But alas, the game comes to an end, as it must, and as your character achieves his greatest victory, the reaper narrates the end of the story, and extends his hand to you. It seems that your tale will have to be told in the afterlife.

>>68283310
Somehow, the reaper defies your expectations, and you become quite the hit on /aco/. In the end, you agree that scoring such a thing is difficult, and that the real fun was in the ability to flex your creativity one last time before departing to the afterlife.

>>68283351
A chalk circle forms around you, with two marks inside of it. The reaper stands upon his mark, hunches down, and extends his hand.

>>68283364
In a flash, you find yourself back in your living room, though he remarks that he could get a theater, if you prefer. A blu-ray disc of the film sits at the main menu on your TV screen, awaiting the press of the play button.

To have one last dogfight soaring across the skies above, encased in metal and glass as missiles and tracers fill the air

Direst version of my character's main ability is literally this.Usually he can fudge dice for portion of his HP.
But if he tries instill bad luck upon enemy, he must bet something equal. If he wants to provoke heart attack, he must bet his life on game of chance.
Basically, he will just roll the dice in hopes that reaper's psionic score is far lower.

He'd like a dance-off with the reaper.
Any dance and music are fine but he'd like it to end on a saxophone solo.

Also, OP, I confirm that you rock and that your thread is the best on /tg/ right now, and for the past week at the very least.

>>68281491
Hide and seek. Death hides first, and I'll seek him.

>>68281491
> my character
I think he'd probably be the type to sit there for a god damn hour trying to think of what game to play. This isn't a ruse of any sort, he'd just want to pick something that was worth it, maybe thematically appropriate but also liable to give him a feeling of a game well played.

He'd probably ask the Reaper what his favorite game was, then dismiss it as not the right choice whatever it was.

>>68283394
>tfw you will never watch a comfy movie with death

>>68283091
>>68283222
Truly naive, expecting a fair game from a tag expert! I perform a secret technique, mastered from years at the orphanage. Instead of a mere touch, one leaps at their opponent, tightly hugging themselves to the torso or an appendage. Even if the victim would have the strength to pry the user from themselves, simply stare into the eyes of your victim and pout. Unable to resist your opponent, the secret win condition of tag is triggered. Using this, I have not lost a game of tag in years. In fact, if I continue to grapple the Reaper, it cannot take my soul! Somehow! I think! Immortality achieved.

>>68282310
>Thank you for that, even if I'm to face an eternity of torment I will do so with no regret. So tell me friend about yourself. All my life my work has brought me to your doorstep time and again but we've never talked. As for when it's time just say the word.

>>68281491
"I faced the inevitable twice already and gods returned me both times. So just best of 5 chess and next time you think of something."

"Hey man, wanna play some DoW 2 Last Stand?"

>>68283396
You feel a burst of acceleration, throwing you backwards. You land in your cockpit, snugly strapped in, and by instinct you check your airspeed an altitude. Your radio comes to life with your callsign, Reaper reporting his position at your 5 o'clock, and that he has positive ID on two bandits to your 12.

>>68283469
You are momentarily blinded by a flash, your eyes adjusting to find yourself upon a stage in a dark room, a crowd fading off into the darkness, cheering you and the reaper, who stands in the middle of a spotlight on the other end of the stage. The music comes on,
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nTizYn3-QN0

>>68283542
The reaper makes it clear that you're not delaying the inevitable, that's not how time works beyond life. He also suggests that you impose a limit on the play area, rather than all of reality.

>>68283580
The reaper vanishes from out of your grasp, and you fall through the void left by his absence. A second later, you feel a tap on your back as the reaper states "nothing personal, kid".

>>68283665
The reaper spins many tales, of his exploits back in the day, of the wildest ways he's ever seen someone die, and of the most interesting requests he's ever heard, particularly that one man who asked to have sex with him.

>>68283697
The reaper chuckles before conjuring a table, chess set ready to go atop it. He waves is arm to it and asks if you wish to start white or black.

>>68283711
In a wave of his hand, two desks appear, upon which lie desktop computers, connected by LAN cable and powered by means unknown.

>>68283487
Not OP, he went to bed after >>68282310
I'm just holding down the fort.

>>68282766
> A user interface appears before you, and the missiles begin to fly.
Sly bastard, I should have figured Death would have his targets already mapped out. I use 20% on Soviet military installations, 20% on Soviet population centers, 15% on Warsaw Pact population centers, 10% on Chinese military installations, 20% on Chinese population centers, 10% on Vietnam, 4.9% on Cuba, and 1 missile each for Hiroshima and Nagasaki, just for old times sake.

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>>68281491
Not a contest. If possible, a cooperative game. There's one he really likes, but none of his friends like it so he's never had the chance to play with anyone he knows. One hunt, and then he'll be ready to face oblivion.

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>>68281491
Starcraft: Brood War.

>>68281491
Generous. Mind if we play the, "Permanently kill everyone who brought on my death and leave all I had before death to my daughter" game?

>>68281491
Washizu Mahjong

>>68281491
He doesn't really know any games, so he asks the Death if it has a favourite game and says it is never too late to learn something new.

>>68283627
...I just really don't wanna die. Can I please not die, mister Reaper? My friends need me, and I found out how to get Dad back, and...

>>68284081
Well, this is awkward, I'm actually stumped enough to break character. Evolve? Hunt: Showdown? A board game?

He challenges the reaper to an Iron Chef cookoff, three courses with a friendly judging of the results as they share the meal together. The reaper may choose the secret ingredients if he’d like.

we play though baldurs gate 1 and 2 in multiplayer. i get to be the baalspawn and unless the circumstance calls for it we do it with 1 character each.

>>68284459
I assume you're going no-reload. What would you pick? Berserker -> Mage sounds obvious.

>>68283994
In less than an hour, capitalism and communism bury each other in a grave of nuclear fire. Every major city in North America, Europe and China are reduced to ash several times over. Under the weight of roughly 1200 warheads, Cuba simply ceases to exist as a landmass, much less a nation, and Vietnam fares little better. Japan will wonder for centuries what they did to make America-senpai so mad at them again. Billions are dead, with more to follow once the nuclear winter sets in. Perhaps the few remaining soldiers in the Germanies will bother to try fighting a ground war, but the end of the world has come, pretty much as we predicted it. The reaper extends his hand, both to shake, and to guide you to the ever-after.

>>68284096

The reaper summons forth a pair of LAN-linked computers, bearing their CRT monitors with pride, and Brood War already running. He plays Zerg.

>>68284147
The reaper sighs and explains that it is no longer your place to effect the living world. Hopefully your companions will see fit to accomplish those goals, though.

>>68284152
With a snap of the fingerbones, a table appears before you, bearing the distinctive covered hole in the center. A pair of gloves sits on each end, and the reaper silently puts his on before gesturing for you to draw first.

>>68284171
Favorite? Oh, he plays far too many to have a favorite. That said, it's been a while since he's played Kriegspiel.

>>68284178
The reaper drops to a knee, his hand going to your shoulder. He states that it is not his place to overturn these things. Death comes for all, and he's a pitiless bastard. There's nothing to be done for it, but he says you can take as long as you need.

>>68284285
Instantly, you find yourself in a well-stocked kitchen, with a mirrored layout for the two contestants. Between the two sections is a table bearing a metal platter, a pristine white cloth covering a mound. The reaper walks up to it, declaring "Today's ingredient is..." He grabs the cloth and, after pausing for effect, rips away the cover to reveal a pile of the meanest looking peppers you have ever seen.

"Carolina Reaper"

>>68284477
My Mutants and Masterminds character is, unironically, a ripoff of D-Va and KT R Flash who uses his insane Brood War APM to fuel his speedster superpowers.

That, and I pick Terran, and Terran vs Zerg is a matchup that favors my race at around 55%. The Reaper stands no chance against the onslaught of my 10 minute push. Looks like I will live.

>>68283591
who knows, anon, who knows

>>68284474
oh no. we play it til the end with re-load, cheesing it the entire way.

>>68284606
...So you just want to have a friend to play Baldur's Gate with before you die.

>>68284495
He whips around the kitchen for the full hour, immediately preparing a variety of foods. The appetizer is a plate of hand-made tortilla chips served with fresh guacamole, cilantro-infused sour cream, and a large portion of mango salsa, blending the sweetness of the mango with the pepper as best it can.
The entree is a heart carne asada season with a variety of peppers, including the aforementioned reapers. The meat is juicy and just fatty enough to partially quell the flames. Served with a fresh bean salad.
Dessert is simple-a makeshift molten lava cake infused with dark chocolate and peppers. As he plates the last of the meal and the timer goes off, he makes a lame quip about the chocolate lave being “hot”.

>>68284672
>Oh, shit, he actually followed up on it
Uhh, can an anon with the power of cooking finish this one off?

I challenge him to a match of the last game to be invented by humans.

>>68284737
>trying to be clever with death
It transcends time, smartass.

>>68284763
You're a fool if you don't think picking the last game IS the last game.

>>68284737
In a flash two comfy looking chairs and a small table appear. The reaper sits in one of the chairs and explains that the last game ever invented by humans was a simple game of stories, there are no restrictions on what kind of stories you can tell: memories, legends, rumors, history, it doesn't matter. The only rule is that it must relate to something from your life. Because at the end of all things the only thing that was left to do was reflect on the things they've done and experienced.

>>68284625
i would prefer one before that but, yes, basically

>>68284477
Ah well, if we're not gonna deal with my last worries and regrets about the living world let's just have one last dance of fire. Let's see who can burn brightest, longest, largest, just one final time.

>>68284970
Shit, dude, I'm probably not in a compatible timezone and at present I only have the EE but I'd be your friend.

>>68281491
A triathlon. It was the first event I won in life, I wish it be the last event I complete.

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Reaper signing off, guys, I stayed up way too late, need some sleep. Hopefully another one comes along.

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Moments later

>>68281491
A battle of the song, does this old bard still have tales yet untold to spin?

>>68281561
Based and hedonistpilled!

>>68281491
I ask to play catch and ask him about how I'm gonna be judged, cause I forgot the study guide.

>>68284477
Looks like Death is gonna have many more games to play.

>>68285426
How did it take this long to get a bill and ted response?

Best five out of nine?
DAMN RIGHT

>>68281491
My character loves guns so probably a shooting contest.

>It’s time...
>... to D-D-D-DUEL

>>68283222
>The reaper agrees, and volunteers truth.
Do you want to have a vacation from time to time?

>>68281491
The Game

>>68283222
>He asks where you want to put it, and if you prefer it bony or fleshy.
Bony, and every conceivable hole. It shall be his ultimate triumph, to fertilize the avatar of barreness itself. One last victory, he shall impregnate death!

The reaper left? Guess I’m on my way home...

Gimme a game of Axis and Allies Bone Daddy. I’ve owned it for 8 years and never gotten to play it.

>>68285200
The reaper nods, and suddenly you stand on a track, a crowd of spectators cheering you on. He bids to stretch, it wouldn't do to run your last race at anything short of peak condition.
>>68285397
Cheers anon, I'll take over for now until OP returns.
>>68285432
Death tells you that there are always stories left to tell, but a battle of music is a simple request to grant, as he draws a violin of ebony from within his voluminous robes.
>>68285539
Producing a ball and gently tossing it to you underhand, the reaper explains that he cannot tell you much, only that judgment cannot be fooled, but a soul may be pardoned if it is truly remorseful.
>>68286055
The reaper mods, and you stand before a vast shooting range containing every variety of target you can imagine. Death stands before you, holding two masterfully maintained .22s, and asks if you would like the first run.
>>68286270
The reaper accepts, handing you a deck as he straps the disk onto his arm. As you inspect it you realize it is the very kind you wanted, to the last card.
>>68286496
The reaper explains that he does look forward to his rest, upon the reaping of the last mortal soul. Having answered, the reaper asks you to choose truth or dare.
>>68286706
The reaper accepts, and lubes himself up before bending over a nearby table.
>>68287009
The reaper accepts your request, remarking on how it would be a shame to leave a game not played as he sets everything up.

>>68281491
I'd go with Lemmings - it was my first game as a kid, let's call it a bookend. Death can give tips.

>>68281491
Is the rock-off permissable?
Or at least one last rock session? I can take the lead guitar, Death can take drums or bass. Then I would ask him if he knows "Last in Line" by Dio.

20 round game of truth or dare.

See if I can't somehow make my death beneficial for my party.

Okay, nap over, but got a dentist appointment coming up soon. I'll post this just before I go, and hopefully be back before the thread dies.

>>68285846
>>68284066

>>68285432
With a theatrical wave of the reaper's arm, you are brought to the stage of a packed tavern, instrument in hand, and the reaper holding its match in his fingerbones, gesturing for you to lead.

>>68285539
The reaper withdraws a ball from his cloak and passes it to you, stating that such things are not his place to speculate. If you are concerned, however, he is happy to keep playing for as long as you like.

>>68286055
In a snap that sounds strikingly like a gunshot, you find yourself upon a shooting range, a vast array of weapons and ammunition lying on tables behind the firing line. The reaper states that if you wanted a different range for the targets or a weapon that is not present, you need only ask.

>>68286527
The reaper admits loss, and extends his hand.

>>68287009
You blink, and find yourself at home, the kitchen table cleared off and the game set up, waiting for you. He offers you the choice of side.

>>68286706
The reaper clarifies that he is not Death, that's his cousin, and as he removes his cloak, revealing his full skeleton, states that his own job is more or less cleaning up after him. He drops to his knees and requests you begin with the eye sockets, so he can get that out of the way first.

What transpires next would likely take days if time still held sway over you, systematically passing down the reaper's skull, limbs, back and front before finally concluding your thorough conquest of the reaper with an imitation of missionary. For a few minutes he shares the final afterglow with you, dripping with the results of your labors, before finally rising, garbing himself in his cloak, and offering a suddenly clean hand to you.

>>68281491
I haven't played chess since that crazy sorcerer bought it a few years back. Almost seems nostalgic to play one last game of it before the end.

You want white or black, Mr Reaper?

A simple game of dice rolling, used to play it with the other sappers to decide who carries the bombs into the tunnels first. Too bad Ritz was probably always using weighted dice.

My current character is part of a ridiculously lethal OD&D game where every stat is roll 3d6 in order, no re-rolls. She's seen literally dozens of people be killed horribly and was so fucked up by the process she started to worship fire, because the party uses "burn fucking everything" as a solution to most problems. Not a fire god, just fire as a concept, because fire saves them constantly.

She'd honestly just accept death with a shrug unless it was a particularly gruesome one.

>>68281491
Campaign for North Africa.

Also just watched this film yesterday for a class

>>68285011
im at +1 and my computer don't have a cd player. the extended does suck to much for me t play t again thoug

“Look, my lich sister is just going to whip out a true rez for me tomorrow because she has this weird obsession, wanna just do shots until I pop back to life?”

>>68281491
I challenge the Reaper to be my friend. I don't wanna go to the other side alone and carried by some weirdo.

>>68281491
Chess and give him the choice of white or black, then make light conversation over judgement and stuff during the game.

>>68281491
Let's Beyblade!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsOlT-q89f0

>>68288566
Shit, sorry to step on your toes, anon. Had everything pre-typed, hit it and ran.

>>68281491
Im going to punch death in the face

Hey, OP here, I'm back. Thanks for keeping the thread alive everyone, you're all awesome.
>>68288923
A simple game, and one the reaper is well acquainted with. He accepts, and asks if you would like to be black or white while setting the board up.
>>68289530
An easy request to oblige, the reaper hands you a pair of dice, allowing you the first roll.
>>68290058
At your indifference, the reaper merely nods and holds out his hand for you to take, saying that if it is any comfort, the others are well and truly safe now, beyond pain.
>>68290271
The reaper pours the glasses, but explains that he meant what he said. The lich has fallen as all things eventually must, there will be no returning from this reaping.
>>68290324
Pausing for but a moment, the reaper accepts, and carefully holds out his hand. He will personally lead you to the seat of judgment.
>>68290695
The reaper chooses black, and the two of you converse over the game. He cannot tell you much of judgment for it is not his domain, only that the judgment cannot be deceived, though it is not beyond mercy.
>>68291037
The reaper accepts this game, and rips his beyblade, watching them clash, and you could swear you hear him humming the song beneath his breath.
>>68291516
The reaper accepts, and holds still in anticipation of your strike.

>>68292597
>Lich sister has fallen

Well, shit. Can we at least go together?

Who can pray more to catholic religian god. A pray is only valid if genuine.

Bumping for more comfy reaper interactions.

>>68288566
>asks you to choose truth or dare.
Truth

>>68281491
He glances around the frozen landscape for a moment. He was expecting to be slowly digested for eternity in the miserable bowels of an Elder God. His hands still shake while recalling the fading memories. Savoring the lack of agony, he looks at the reaper.

"Thank you, but this is fine.", he says, "A few minutes of peace is more than I expected or got." His brow purses in thought for a moment, realizing that at this point some things don't matter as much as they once did. He had promised to quit for Sheryl, and managed to stick to his guns on the matter too. Her concern for his health was pretty pointless given the circumstances. She was probably weeping over his sorry ass even now. Thank God she made it out in time.

Enjoying the lack of activity and pressure that life had denied him for so long, he turns to the reaper.

"You wouldn't happen to have a smoke, would you?", he asks.

>>68285397
You did a fantastic job, this had been the greatest, most beautiful and on topic thread ever on tg.

>>68292597
I want to kill Rag in WoW, but for the first time again.

>>68293581
The Reaper cannot control the judgment, but he can request on your behalf that the two of you not be separated. He holds out his hand and bids you take it, he will bring you to your sister.
>>68293834
The Reaper concedes the challenge to you, as he has no need of faith.He congratulates you on your cunning choice before taking your hand in his, judgment awaits.
>>68295557
The reaper seems to think for a moment, before asking if you fear the judgment to come.
>>68296258
With a nod, the reaper hands you a pack of your preferred brand of cigarettes and a lighter.
>>68296640
With a nod, you find yourself sitting at your computer, the Reaper sitting next to you at a similar computer. You look to the screen and see a familiar boss, Rag. You begin to go through the motions, but this is different. You feel a thrill of uncertainty and anticipation. With a grin, you throw yourself into the fight.

>>68281491
Cards against humanity. All expansions, play until all black cards are won. I won’t stave off the inevitable, but I’ll be sure everyone has a good time. Maybe I’ll be able to say my final goodbyes to my family, friends and loved ones at the end(or during if I can sneak some calls or texts)

>>68281491
How about a wizard duel? I'm already dead, so there's no harm in it.

Depends on which:
>Wrestle Death, see what’s so scary about him
>Simple dice game to pass the time
>No games, but request to play Clair de Lune one last time
>Ask to call wife one last time, let her know he won’t be home for dinner and to tuck the kids in

>>68281637
comfy thread creator actually replies

>>68296861
Let me know when you call it a night again, OP, looks like I'm going to be up till sunrise again.

>>68297223
The reaper agrees, and asks if you would like other players to join the game, he knows several of your ancestors who would enjoy such a thing. He also informs you that you need not hide you saying your goodbyes, it will take him time to set up the cards.
>>68297295
The Reaper nods, and in the time it takes you to blink you stand in the middle of a large coliseum, all manner of walls and barriers between the two of you, seemingly to make a duel more of a challenge than simply casting spells at one another. The Reaper stands tall, clutching a bone white staff, radiating an ancient and implacable power, akin to the tide. He gestures towards a rack containing all manner of staffs and wands, bidding you to choose whichever you like.
>>68297319
>Wrestle Death, see what’s so scary about him
The Reaper accepts, and four poles rise from the ground, ropes running themselves along each, forming a ring. The Reaper heads to one corner and you t the other, both awaiting the sound of the bell.
>Simple dice game to pass the time
Simple enough, a few rounds of dice is a common enough request. The Reaper produces a pair of dice and hands them to you, allowing you the first roll.
>No games, but request to play Clair de Lune one last time
The Reaper accepts, and you find yourself sat before a piano, with the sheet music laid out before you. You look to your left, and behold a crowd sat before you, awaiting your performance. The Reaper sits in the first row.
>Ask to call wife one last time, let her know he won’t be home for dinner and to tuck the kids in
Such requests are common, the Reaper steps away so as not to loom as you say your goodbyes.
>>68297592
I certainly wasn't going to not deliver. I may be OP, and therefore a faggot, but I'm a faggot who makes good on what he starts.
>>68298265
Thanks anon, for helping keep this alive. I've got a couple more hours in me before I need to sleep and be off to class.

Someone else already said my game but I just wanted to thank you for making a really enjoyable thread and sticking with it OP. Feels like old /tg/ in here

>>68281491
Smash bros! I pick Donkey Kong

Death sounds like a pretty cool dude.

My homebrew system, but as a player. I worked really hard on it, and I think it's really good, but this will probably be my only chance to have someone else run it for me.

Well, this'll be my last post for a while. Keep it going lads, or archive it if it dies, as all things eventually must.
>>68298755
No worries at all anon, I just thought this would be a good thread.
>>68298872
The Reaper accepts, though he opts to take a random character Sorry but I have no clue who all is in Smash bros.
>>68299341
That's what I was going for, yes. Glad to know I hit the mark.
>>68299402
The Reaper accepts your proposal, asking for only a few minutes to familiarize himself with the rules while you get set up.

>>68299908
Don't worry, OP, I'll take good care of her.

>>68296861
>if you fear the judgment to come.
Of course, that's what it is to be alive isn't it? An unknown court with an unknown standard would terrify any man. Ive lived so much of my life for myself, I can only hope a few years of sacrifice can make up for it.
Truth or Dare?

>>68301327
"Truth"

>>68281491
A game of Continuum, with an acceptable number of additional players of his choosing.

>>68302174
Is there any mortal thing you've always wanted to do?

would death allow me to sit in for a few songs with his jazz trio?

>>68281491
I challenge him to The Game

That bullshit North African campaign boardgame where you have to account for Italians using more water because of pasta rations.

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An old wargame, like the originals. Strategy, knowledge, tactics. All things he would love to use one last time.

He knew his people would be fine without him.

Bump

>>68281491
I'd like to ask him if we can play later. Once I've calmed down from the emotional shock, I'll be much more fun to play with. Would he be okay with that?

>>68309651
Thanks anon, stopped paying attention for a minute there

>>68303395
The reaper makes a grasping gesture, and a pair of computers rise from the ground, seated upon desks with accompanying chairs. Continuum is already loaded, and you find that your favorite zone is having a particularly busy day.*

>>68304836
The reaper pauses for a moment, before stating that he has always been curious what it is like to be excited or anxious. He can enjoy things, that is, after all, a significant part of why he plays games with the dead, but that uniquely mortal ability to "look forward to" something is fascinating to him. Truth or Dare?

>>68306556
The reaper states that he doesn't normally play in a bad, but he can find a group without much trouble. An instant later, you find yourself in an auditorium, your seat the only one filled, as on the stage the reaper, War, and Louis Armstrong tune their instruments.

>>68306988
The reaper admits defeat, congratulates you, and extends his hand.

>>68307038
In an instant, a copy of the most infamous Avalon Hill game rests upon a table before you. Fortunately, the reaper has the rules memorized.

>>68307378
The reaper, too, quite enjoys Krigspiel, though he double-checks if you had anything else in mind.

>>68310461
The reaper nods and steps back, fading out of your sight.
>*Upon release in 1997, Subspace was praised for having a ping counter in the server browser.
Shit, never thought about how much of an absolute mess finding a good server must have been before then.

>>68310921
>Left out the line break
Sorry, anon

>>68310921
its ok, thanks for the nice reply. actually been pretty bad off for a couple years, this thread is nice.

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>>68310921
Sorry Death, I meant this one, or it's sequel, about the Narcissists.

>*facepalm*
>>68311233

The reaper apologizes profusely, snaps, and the computers are replaced with the proper setup. He makes a note to include a differentiation in his files, and makes an offhand remark that perhaps humans need a new lingua franca, they seem to be running out of names for things.

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>>68281491
We play a game where he pretends to be my loving bf

>>68311631
The reaper agrees, but asks you to clarify if you are looking for a date, comfy time, or sex.

>>68312318
All 3 if possible, but if i have to choose, then comfy time it is

Gin. Really, is there a better two-person card game?

Though if I can get two more bodies out of him I'll happily play hearts.

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>>68281491
No games reaper. I fought hard and died even harder. Grimnir awaits me and this death has been a long time coming.

That said though......I almost had the Bloodthirster beat and it'd be a shame to let it regain its power and run amok; especially since my foolish rememberer can't possibly battle his way through that army of chaos beasts and slay the damned thing...........would you allow me to save the manlings life, slay the Bloodthirster, and save my people?

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>>68281491
The rape game.

>>68312768
But what if he doesn't want to play that game?

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>>68312785
Good

>>68281491
:Let's play House mister! https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/House_(game)

>>68310921
>Truth or Dare?
Truth

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>>68281491
Like it's time to duel death and I'm going to send you to where you came, ha ha.

>>68312661
The reaper summons a table and cards, along with a pair of gentlemen dressed in 1920s attire, who are pleased to discover that the youth are still bothering to learn such a fine game.

>>68312758
With a mournful shake of his skull, the reaper informs you that it is not his place to do such things, though perhaps you might submit an appeal for your judgement to be delayed so that you may finish your task.

>>68312768
The reaper states that it won't be the same, since desires are not a thing he experiences, but he can probably perform the task well enough that you won't notice through the pain.

>>68312994
The reaper agrees, and you play together in a house built of your imaginations, for as long as you please.

>Also: Rule 2

>>68313131
The reaper asks you to tell him of the moment you are most proud of.

>>68313359
In a flash, you find yourself upon an old-style holographic dueling platform, your deck shuffled and ready to go. The reaper draws, places a monster card facedown, and ends his turn.

>>68312509
As you blink, you find yourself in an exceptionally fancy restaurant, the reaper pulling out a chair from a nearby table for you. Dinner is a full five courses of perhaps the greatest meal you have ever had, for which he pays in full. After dinner, you retire to your home, and watch your favorite cozy move as you cuddle together on the couch. Finally, as the credits roll, and one thing begins to lead to another, the reaper removes his cloak to reveal the physique of a greek god, and proceeds to treat you gently yet firmly, with the grace of an expert. When all is said and done, and your breath back in your lungs, the reaper stands, puts his cloak back on, and offers you his once-again skeletal hand.

>>68281491
unless he can get my friends back together for one more game of classic smash bros like when we were wee lads then id rather just pass on.
if he cant, but would let me sub it out for something then id ask for some drinks, and just one more sunset to watch, and reflect with a stranger.

>>68315055
Time is not a concern for the reaper. You are brought to the house you grew up in, your friends taking up their controllers and waving you over to join them as one flips the switch on the Nintendo 64.

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>>68315682
its all ive wanted for years.
thanks reaper bro

>>68296861
After lighting a smoke from the cheap brand he got addicted to as a kid, he sits and enjoys a few while taking in the pleasant atmosphere. He remarks that the world isn't half as bad as it seemed a moment ago. It really can't be that bad if people can still spare a little dignity and kindness for the forgotten. Mind at peace, he nods and extends his hand to the reaper, ready for judgement.

I extend my thanks to OP and the anons here in general. So many characters die without getting that bare minimum of completion. It's not out of neglect, it's just a sad side effect of the world never stopping. This is a wonderful thread. You're doing God's work /tg/.

>>68281491
She only demands one last shootout with her Solothurn, and to know how in the fuck did she finally die. We *are* playing Nechronica, after all.

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I don't want to play games, i just want him to looks after my two kitties and make sure they are always warm, well fed and petted

>>68281491
>Damn it. I was so close. Listen I know it’s my time and everything but I’m not ready. I spent years searching for my sister and I’m right on the doorstep of the bastards that took her. I came so far. I thought if I changed my ways I’d get some good karma. I spent so much time away I didn’t even get to say goodbye before she was taken. I didn’t get to say I’m sorry. I need just one more hour to save her. I’ll come right back just let me get up one last time...

>>68315976
Thank you, that's part of why I made this thread. So many characters don't get the send off they deserve, I felt that was a shame.
>>68316830
[can someone else handle this one, I know nothing about Nechronica, certainly not enough for a good reply.
>>68316863
The reaper accepts your request, taking the kittens into his skeletal arms. As he offers you his arm, he asks their names.
>>68317017
The reaper cannot allow you to leave his presence, but neither is it his nature to deny a man's final wish. Drawing a gleaming sword from within the inky depths of his robes, the reaper gestures for you to lead the way.

Bumping before I have to leave for work.

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>>68281491
I think I fancy a game of pretend for a little while. If you'll please, I'd like a hug and to be told that it'll be okay, I did my best.

>>68281491
3000pts of 30k, let me take my legion for one last spin.

>>68317162
>I know nothing about Nechronica
There's a slime mold capable of animating corpses and your characters are "dolls", playthings made by insane Necromancers after the last world war. Humankind is dead but its corpses keep on walking.

>>68318940
Dolls can be incapacitated, but nothing short of atomisation can truly kill someone.

>>68281491
Gun workshop. As many materials as required. Whoever builds the most fun weapon wins.

>>68281491
chess and force a king vs king situation and tell him that the game has to be won before he can guide you to the afterlife

>>68281491
Hide and seek. With guns
>>68319347
you do realize victory by forfeiture still counts

>>68318212
The reaper informs you that you need not pretend, you did the best you could have done.
>>68318513
The reaper nods, and you find yourself sitting at an appropriately sized table with the terrain laid out, a city firefight. The reaper sits across from you with orks, all masterfully painted, seemingly by hand.
>>68319268
No sooner do you name your competition than you find yourself in a workshop more extensive than any you've ever seen before in your life. Like a child in a candy store, you're off.
>>68319347
The reaper accepts, though he informs you that this trick has been tried before. Should the game become king vs king he shall declare the game a draw. Time is finite, you cannot stall for longer.

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I challenge him to a game of Yu-Gi-Oh, duh.

>>68310921
>anything else in mind?
Nothing, he simply hopes the reaper provides a challenge, no one he met ever had much of a talent for strategy.

>>68281491
well I think death is older than me so I go Candyland.

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>not choosing a mundane and boring task instead of a fun game so that you go to the great beyond relieved that you ayleast don¨t have to put up with the dreadful borderdom anymore

My character is just tired. He asks if dying isn't pretty much like sleeping. If so, would the reaper mind telling a bed time story before they go instead of a game?

>>68319801
The reaper snaps, and a duel disk appears on his arm, another materializing upon your own. Your favorite deck, familiar and true, sits in its place.

>>68320472
The reaper brings forth a set table, depicting the Battle of Waterloo, and the ghost of Otto von Bismark to adjudicate. As you play, you find him the perfect opponent, exactly matched to your own skill.

>>68320486
With a kindly chuckle, the reaper calls forth the board, and an intense feeling of nostalgia strikes you as you see the bright hues of your childhood again.

>>68320783
The reaper tells you that the afterlife can be like many things to many people, but is happy to oblige.

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>>68321334
o boy

7 minutes in heaven

>>68281491
Warhammer 40k with my most broken army.

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My character would decline a game and instead ask for a favour, to give him duty - serve as entourage for the reaper until the last living one finally disappear and together, they will all three finally rest.

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Action figures. I just wanna see how serious he gets with imitating their voices and keeping track of their powers and smashing them into each other and junk.

>>68314878
>The reaper asks you to tell him of the moment you are most proud of.
I suppose it was at the trial. My family, never believed in me, didn't think I'd make anything of myself, spend too long listening to senile old grampa tell his adventurer story's. Why don't you go out and woo the masses, make money for yourself, or just get out of the way.
So.. up there, when I changed the will of thousands. When I did what they never thought i could, doing it the way I always knew I could. I am a proud man, it is- was my greatest vice. But up there, as the masses turned to my will. I felt something, like I could be more.

>>68281637
>The reaper readily gives you a high five, before lacing his bony fingers between your own, saying that judgment is nigh.
>before lacing his bony fingers between your own
l-lewd

>>68321334
The general goes as hard as he ever has with the game, having no intention on going easy on the reaper. War was his element, and even if he happened to lose, twice in a single lifetime wasn't the worst loss streak in the world.

>>68321334
>The reaper tells you that the afterlife can be like many things to many people, but is happy to oblige.
You didn't watch the movie did you?

>>68321698
>yeah guys this thread's based off the movie instead of a general hypothetical/trope that appears in literally fucking hundreds of types of media

Nonsense, my resurrection dead hand charm should be kicking in any second now. I have exploited every means of magic to never truly die. While we wait for the charm, I'll play a strategy game like chess.

any moment now... Don't fail me.

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would it be insensitive?

>>68281491
Fire up the holodeck, I'd like to run through one of the Dixon Hill mysteries.

>>68321698
You're not me, I didn't make that post based on any movie.

This is one of the best threads I've seen in a very long time.

You are all splendid. Thank you, OP.

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>>68281491
a billion point battle of warhammer fantasy.
That shit would take years.

>>68317162
The kitties' names are Ginger and Kuzya. Take good care of them, Mr. Reaper. They are very kind and cuddly. Kuzya is allergic to chicken and Ginger only has 1 eye

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>>68281491
I think......I think I'd like to play a few rounds of Star Wars: Battlefront II. My brother and I used to play it all the time when we were younger, but as time went on, we grew apart and went our separate ways......

I'd like to play my favorite childhood videogame one last time. If it's in your power, could you maybe have my mom drop in every couple hours with some snacks?

>>68321567
>judgment is reaper-slang for passionate lovemaking

Bump

>>68321777
The reaper explains to you that since you are now dead, you are now bound by the complete and unabridged rules of time, the most pertinent part being that your charm will not activate until after you have faced judgement. He is, however, still more than happy to play a game of chess.

>>68321792
Not at all, the reaper plays all games.

>>68321832
For a moment, you could have sworn that the reaper had a nose of polished metal, before you find yourself in your office, the rain pounding upon your window, and the mournful tone of a saxophone on the radio. A moment later, you hear a knock at the door.

>>68321987
The earth shakes as a mighty table rises from the ground, reaching further than the eye can see, set for a cataclysmic battle of Evil and Less Evil. All around you are others just as excited to participate in the greatest game of Warhammer ever played.

>>68322018
The reaper manages to get both kittens onto the same arm, and gives them each another scratch, and extends his hand to you.

>>68322063
The reaper nods, gestures for you to turn around, and upon obliging, you find yourself in your childhood home, your brother waving you to him with the widest grin you think you've ever seen him with.

>>68324811
Thanks, anon. I seem to have pulled the "sunrise to midnight" shift on this thread, which, as you might imagine, is a bitch to stay awake through.

The Campaign for North Africa
Now that I am dead I will finally have time to play it to the end.

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>>68314878
>The reaper states that it won't be the same, since desires are not a thing he experiences, but he can probably perform the task well enough that you won't notice through the pain.
>he thinks he'll do the raping

Bump for good threads never die.

>>68326377
>I seem to have pulled the "sunrise to midnight" shift on this thread
Thank you for keeping the thread alive anon. I'm sorry about being gone for so long, my internet was out during a storm.
>>68327158
The reaper nods and begins setting everything up.
>>68327227
The reaper states that it was his understanding that fighting to top is a part of the rape game, before throwing a punch towards your jaw.
>>68328213
Everything has to die eventually anon, but thank you for keeping the thread going a little while longer.

>>68281491
A game of hide and seek with the two little orphan kids back home that he treats as though they were his own. He leaves with the reaper after a few rounds when it's their turn to be seeker.

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>>68281491
ANYTHING YOU SAY?

Then Vadim challenges him to high-speed race over winding roads in the fastest land vehicles in existence, while drunk, while blasting hardbass from the massive speakers integrated into their racers. Because if it's his last ride, it's gonna be LEGEND.

>>68281491
>A complete campaign.

If I can't have one my deadass character might as well.

>>68281491
A simple game... Of kohli

>>68329230
You immediately find yourself back home, facing the children. The reaper stands aside, just out of their sight, as you greet them warmly and propose the game.

>>68330227
Despite only one Thrust SSC ever being made, the reaper manages to bring two to the Swiss Alps, retrofitted with bass-blasting monstrosities and supplied with ample stocks of the finest vodka.

>>68330398
The reaper asks if you have a system in mind, or if you would like him to choose.

>>68331067
>Been waiting literally the entire thread for this one

The reaper raises his left hand before his chest, his right hand to his left shoulder. He then begins to slide his hand down over his body, and a kohli stick emerges from behind it, firmly lodging itself in his grip. He completes the gesture and places his right hand on the staff as well, and an instant later its match appears in your hands. The two of you square off, awaiting the serve.

>>68331179
Thus Vadim becomes the first man to race the Swiss Alps in a Thrust SSC...shortly before he becomes the first person to ramp a Thrust SSC off of the Swiss Alps.

He died as he lived. No brakes.

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Ok I pull out my rulebooks.

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>>68331067
Five star fuckin post.
>>68281491
And a five star thread. You should be proud; this thread has given us some of the best content I've seen on /tg/ so far. It's a miracle the thread hasn't died yet, and even if it does, the reaper will be waiting for it.

>>68317162
>I never thought that the reaper would follow me in battle considering the amount of times I’ve cheated you. In any case i know I won’t fail this time. When this is over and we’re back here again, I’d be happy to take you up on your offer to play a game. I got a card game my grandfather taught me. You ever heard of “oh hell”? We can play a few rounds but we need a few more players. I’m sure my grandfather would love to play again. The last time he played was probably with you.

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>>68281491
Gav don't know many games but... I like potato peeling contest. And... Can Mr skeleton bring Bob too? If Bob was there maybe gav wouldn't cry and the potato skins would taste good again. Gav misses potato skins. And Bob.

Kickboxing! Everyone's going for an intellectual victory, but I want to rattle them bones

>>68284701
The reaper wastes no time in getting to work as well. For the appetizer he hollows out the peppers and stuffs them with a verity of cheeses before breading and lightly frying them, finishing off the dish with a homemade marinara sauce that has a hint of the pepper as well.
For the entree he pulls out what appears to be a chicken and after removing it from its container he starts to coat it with a glaze using pineapple and pepper. Before he puts it in the oven he sprinkles on a mixture of atleast 5 different spices that you have no clue as to what they are but somehow are able to bring out the smell of the pineapple/pepper glaze even more once he removes it from the oven.
For the last dish you see him walk over to an ice cream maker and mix in the pepper with what appears to be unsweetened chocolate. He then takes the ice cream and carefully scoops out a perfect sphere about the size of a softball, placing several on a large sheet. He then takes some white chocolate and melts it down, being cautious as to not make it too hot. After giving it a few moments to cool down but not solidify he takes the scoops of ice cream and gently poi’s the melted chocolate over them. Then placing them in a freezers to flash freeze them. Finishing it off with some sprinkles.
He remains silent for the entire ordeal, on speaking right before the judges give their verdict. “Food tastes the best when you cook for those you love.” And with a wave of his hand you find yourself sitting at a very large table, with both yours and the reapers dishes sitting on it. Sitting around the table are your loved ones. Family, friends, and even some foes can be seen at every seat. And in front of every person is a plate that struggles to keep the food on it.
Across from you sits the reaper, who’s plate has only the food that you made sitting on it. He looks up from a bite of heart and seems to smile at you. “When the last bite is eaten it will be time to go.”
I tried

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>>68281491
Jeepers the wizard blinks slowly. The old, senile man doesn't look particularly surprised. In his more lucid moments, he has actually wondered when Ol' Grim would finally come for him.

He smacks his tongue in his nearly toothless mouth and begins to ponder. It's been years since he's last played a real game. Many of the adventures Jeepers has shared with his comrades have seemed almost like games to him, but even his deteriorated mind realizes that this is no time to go on an adventure. Suddenly a realization - a memory - comes to him, like a cool breeze of fresh air in a stuffy room. Slowly, the old man gets up onto his bent feet. He stands up as straight as he can, leaning on his crooked staff with a slingshot on the top, and looks Death in the eye.

"I think I remember, I always liked playing hopscotch with my... With my sister, yes."

>>68332363
The reaper acknowledges this, saying that your grandfather was a cunning player indeed. Once this request of yours is fulfilled, the reaper promises that he will bring your grandfather for one last game before you must face judgment.
>>68332563
With a nod, you see Bob step out from behind the reaper. You two get reacquainted as the reaper sets up buckets, stools, and several fifty pound sacks of potatoes.
>>68332779
You blink, and find yourself standing in the corner of a ring, a cheering crowd on all sides. The reaper stands opposite you, hands raised. The bell rings and you both come out swinging.
>>68332968
That's a damn good job you did anon, props.
>>68333279
The reaper nods, and for a moment you feel the aches of age recede as you recognize your surroundings. You're standing outside of your old home, a young girl, who you recognize as your sister, her face lighting up upon noticing you, inviting you to come play.You look to the reaper and he simply nods, stating that you have an hour before judgment.

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>>68334416
Gav sits down with Bob and peels to his hearts content. Bob is still faster than gav, but that's just fine. The peels taste good again just like they always used to.

I don't know if the reaper man knows this, but he gave a very sad story a happy ending that shouldn't have been possible, and made an oldfag cry a little bit

>>68281491
My character explains that judgement will be unnecessary, as she already has a job offer lined up in hell and her patron will be waiting for her. She'd be delighted though to warm up by testing her prowess against the mighty death himself in a friendly sparring match.

>>68281527
Finally some decent Spinel posting

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>I have lived and died by the longsword. Many have challenged me to duels in life. I wonder, of the great many I've faced, how many have asked the same from you? Skilled or otherwise, what was expected of me in life, I shall continue in death. After all, this will be my last.
>Draw thy blade.

>>68281491
Liar's Dice. My man's based on the basic pirate trope so... PotC memes it is.

>>68281491
He'd ask for a drinking competition while jokingly comparing his body count to the Reaper's if only he weren't already long dead

>>68281491
No games. She just wants one last flight in a clear blue sky. It's been so long since she could spread her wings and she's forgotten how the sun feels.

>>68334416
>With a nod, you see Bob step out from behind the reaper. You two get reacquainted as the reaper sets up buckets, stools, and several fifty pound sacks of potatoes.

Jesus man my fucking heart you can't just do that to me give me some warning.

My Hutt, Horzasch, looks around the desolate landscape. His mind flooded with numerous thoughts and questions. One of the more prominent questions is about the slimeball/s who had the half-cocked idea to kill a Hutt in the first place. However, that was quickly overshadowed by his current situation and his life long philosophy. To turn a negative hindrance into his absolute gain. He slowly slithers over to Death himself, remembering the game he played that started his climb up the ranks

*translated from Huttese
"So, Death. You will allow the playing of a single game before you take me to meet The Legendary Hutts of the past? Would you be interested in a game of Sabacc.... with a twist?"

>>68335343
The reaper in turn explains that it is his duty to deliver you to judgement, though in cases like yours, it often amounts to little more than a formality. Then with a wave of his forearm, the reaper pulls from the ether what appears to be a staff made out of a single oversized tibia, topped with a miniature skull. He adds that, if he may be so bold, he would enjoy hearing how you ended up in such an arrangement.

>>68335529
The reaper reaches into his cloak, and with a deathly rasp, draws a slender blade, pale as moonlight, and raises the pommel to his breast in salute.

>>68335551
The reaper brings out a pair of cups and a sack of dice, and gestures for a table and pair of barrels to rise from the ground. He asks if you have heard how Davy Jones is doing these days.

>>68335610
Time is not a concern for the reaper. He brings you to a room lined with shelves, laden with the widest variety of spirits you have ever seen. The reaper selects a bottle of whiskey sold as being aged 40 years a century before your birth and a pair of glasses.

>>68335651
The reaper nods, and in a heartbeat you find yourself falling through a blue void. By instinct you stretch your wings, and they immediately catch upon the wind. You raise your head, feeling the warmth of the sun upon your face once again as you set out upon your last flight.

>>68335708
The reaper tilts his head slightly, as if to get a better look at you. He then states that he is familiar with Sabacc, and enquirers as to this "twist" of yours.

>>68281491
A contest of farming. Let's see who can reap the most stalks of wheat, ehh?

After a moment's thought, she adjusts her bowtie and explains with a weary smile that she has never actually played a game of any kind. She asks if the reaper knows of any relaxing ones, so she can have a short time of peace before facing judgement. Preferably something the reaper enjoys.

>>68336626
In an instant, you are taken to a wheat field, the ripe grain stretching out far into the distance. You realize that you are holding a scythe, and the reaper stands beside you, holding the legendary curved blade. After a moment's pause, the reaper states that he should provide you with a sporting chance, and tosses his scythe far into the field before declaring the start of the contest.

>>68336885
The reaper pauses to consider for a moment, before raising a table from the ground, upon which sits a Go board.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>68334416
>You blink, and find yourself standing in the corner of a ring, a cheering crowd on all sides. The reaper stands opposite you, hands raised. The bell rings and you both come out swinging.
Highest roll wins! Here goes!

Rolled 498, 65, 158, 316, 36, 580, 566, 322, 576 = 3117 (9d600)

>>68338097

>>68338109
FUCK

Nah, I'm just fucking with you
>>68338097
It is a brutal match, going all nine rounds, but in the closing seconds, you manage to down the reaper. A referee apparates from the aether and begins counting. The reaper struggles to get up, wobbling to and fro, losing his balance and collapsing again as the referee resumes the count, finally reaching 10 after what feels like an eternity. With one final ring of the bell, the match is over, and the referee raises your hand in triumph. A moment later, the ring fades away and the reaper, restored and unharmed, offers you his hand.

>>68338157
It was a good fight! I think I've earned a bit of rest.

Bump for made it this far, let's finish strong.

Thank you OP, this thread is truly beautiful

>>68337842
As she sits down and relaxes with a sigh, taking in the the rules of Go, she asks why the reaper gives this opportunity to everyone. Is it not a lot of work?

>>68339456
The reaper shrugs before placing the first stone, following up by stating that it is much work to travel across all of reality to gather up the fallen and deliver them to Judgement. In comparison, stopping to play a game with each soul he collects is no effort at all.

>>68340230
She picks up a stone, and her brow furrows as she thinks carefully of where to place it. Then, she shakes her head, and simply places it on the board. Then, she looks up and replies.
"Well, it is a very kind act. A lot of people I know wouldn't do this. But you have." She smiles warmly at the reaper. "Thank you for your time and effort spent doing this. For doing this for all of us."

Bump

>>68281491
Drinking contest from my werecrow, as that was what he enjoyed in life so why not in death

Knowledge test from my tremere, to prove ro herself existence was meaningful

My Brujah viking who got dio'd for a few centuries would just try to beat the shit out of death, cause he's fucking insane and a rage machine

>>68343902
>Drinking contest from my werecrow, as that was what he enjoyed in life so why not in death
The reaper nods, producing a pair of glasses and a bottle of aged bourbon.
>Knowledge test from my tremere, to prove ro herself existence was meaningful
The reaper accepts, and you find yourself standing at a podium, the likes of which they have on quiz shows. The reaper begins asking questions off of a card.
>My Brujah viking who got dio'd for a few centuries would just try to beat the shit out of death, cause he's fucking insane and a rage machine
The reaper is accustomed to these challenges, and raises his skeletal fists, daring you to take a swing.

>>68336553
My Hutt slithers over slowly.

"Well, half the fun of the game is placing bets. Risking something in order to gain something greater. However, we cannot wager with wealth or objects in this current situation. So.... What's say we bet with time instead?"

>>68346221
The reaper raises his hand, bidding you to stop. He informs you that neither he nor you have any time to bid with, and the Judgement cannot be delayed. That said, the reaper adds that he is entirely willing to play until you are prepared.

Bump for good luck

>>68346923
He raises an eyebrow, not used to being flat out denied his way.

"Very well. What do you recommend we wager with then? There certainly must be something worthwhile that we can play for."

>>68348487
The reaper admits that he has little use of valuables or commodities, and usually plays with chips, though he has played a hand or two of strip poker in the course of his duties.

>>68349018
A swimming race, on a beach of death's choosing, whomever gets to shore first wins.
He'd finally get to feel the cool touch of the sea again.

>>68281491

"Well, I guess I should have been expected. Been cheating you for what feels like a long time now. I fought dragons, destroyed litches, seen other planes of existence, and even cast off the shackles of my mortal body. You're something else though, seen it all and still have a friendly smile. A game huh? Hope you don't mind if I have one last fight. I've never been one for cards or chess and I remember flippantly telling someone a lifetime ago that you would not get me without one. Heh, sorry. It's just the game I've always been playing. Just me, my wits, and my weapons. If I win I get keep going and if I loose I get to finally rest? I like that. Mind if I use my sword? It's been through a lot with me?"

>>68350061

"Oh, this is not that kind of game is it? Just thinking about an old bard story with you a knight and a chess board. I spent a long time chasing after immortality because I was scared of growing old. Never was interested in the kind where you could never die. Takes the fun out of living. Problem with living forever is the people you leave behind. Mind if go all out one last time before I see some old friends?"

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>>68281491
>>68281491
“You know, I was aways partial to chess. Can’t say I expected to see much of anything after that raider put a plasma slug between my eyes, though.

Oh, by the way, if I’m lucky enough to pass judgement and stop by again, you ever considered retirement? It’s gotta get boring after a while, maybe you wouldn’t mind an apprentice with a little bit of a fresher view of things? Us lonesome types gotta stick together when we can, y’know. And the long dusty robes always suited me.”

>>68346098
Man, that's the kind of end I'd love to have for these characters. I feel it'd be a really satisfying ending to them. A nice ribbon to tie over their stories.

Also paints a strangely comforting and relaxing image in my mind

The werecrow would simply drink and tell stories until it was time to go and leave with asking if he had a good impact on the world.

The tremere would stand and answer questions until she found one she did not know the answer of, presumably something mushy from her mortal life.

The brujah would simply fight as it is all he remembers now

One quick bump while reaper man wakes back up

>>68349297
In the blink of an eye, you find yourself in the water, facing towards a beach nestled in a crevice between two cliffs, a foot bridge spanning across the beach. A loud splash draws your attention to your left, where a moment later the reaper emerges from under the surf.

>>68350061
>>68350208
The reaper bids you to not worry yourself, it is a common mistake. He then chuckles and adds that it was quite the amusing event when he finally met that particular bard. The reaper accepts your challenge and reaches into his cloak, drawing a slim sword of stunningly silver sheen, and raises it in salute as he declares "en garde".

>>68350336
The reaper gestures to the ground, and with a sweep of his arm, a table and chess board arise. The reaper offers you the choice of color before informing you that this duty is all he has, and all he desires, boredom is a concept foreign to him. He does state that he would be willing to take you on, however, he notes that every other soul that has offered either found their afterlife more enjoyable or under the jurisdiction of powers unwilling to release them.

A simple game a limbo.

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>>68352990
With a click of the reaper's fingers, a limbo pole and handful of tiki torches rise from the ground, and the music begins to play.

And with that, here we are at the bump limit. It's been a damned good thread, and I hope to see another of its ilk again. May your PCs (and in some cases, yourselves) fare well at your Judgements, and find a most suitable rest.

With that, I'm the anon who wasn't OP but still did most of the reaperposting anyway signing off, slightly puzzled at how we got through 300 replies without somebody saying "I don't want to die a virgin".

>>68353087
>here we are at the bump limit

Or not, must be 310. Oh, well, close enough.

This was a good thread.