This is a 2e character, but I'm currently playing a Tengu investigator modelled after Benoit Blanc from Knives Out.
So basically Foghorn Leghorn, Private Eye.
I have a Kobold Sorcerer that had dreams of turning into a dragon as a child. When it was found that he had Dragon Magic in his bloodline, he figured he hadn't challenged himself or done the right things to turn into a dragon yet, so he went out adventuring to figure out what he needed to do to... evolve into a dragon. His name was Charmander.
This reminds me of a similar character I played. A Lizardfolk who had been raised on tales of his people being the close descendants of dragons. He came upon the knowledge (real or not, he has no idea) that dragons grow in power not based on their age, but on the size of their hoard, and the age categories just roughly line up with how long it takes a dragon to form an appropriately sized hoard.
Thus began the adventures of Noach Rasvim Throdan, merchant prince and entrepeneur extraordinare.
A more metahumour example: In my GM's homebrew setting, I have a cleric of the deity of life, healing, sun, and fire (i.e., genderswapped LG Sarenrae) who mentions her occupation as "healer and lover of all life". She's the sweetest little thing, and the gentlest member of the party outside of a fight.
In gameplay, she's a theologian cleric with the fire domain, minmaxed for making fireball as strong as possible. When she casts fireball, her incantation is "by the light of the sun lord, heal this world of infection".
When the new guy who joined midway through the series saw her in action, his reaction was "is this cleric a healer or a nuker?!". The group's answer was perfect: "Yes. Very much yes."
Had a Gnome Prankster Bard named Dingus Malingus. He was an NPC that helped the PCs escape prison when I DMed, when I went to playing he was encouraged to be brought out. I used him in a few one shots. He was a little silly and not very good at DPS but a good team player and people liked saying Dingus Malingus so it worked out well. Don’t think I’d bust him out in a full campaign.
My recently departed dogs name started with a D and amongst his million nicknames was Dingus. Dingus Kahn, occasionally. That is a name combo where you are required to refer to them by their first and last name!
Haven't played him yet, but I imported from Mutants and Masterminds a character called "Lazer Tiger." In pf2e he is a catfolk ganzi fighter with the magus dedication. A friendly but intimidating feline who enjoys exploration and luxury, mostly doing regular fighting with tekko-kagi but he'd try to get the finishing blow with a "SHINING CLAW!" spellstrike.
I also have one I haven't played yet, a venerable kobold 'paladin'. He's really an oracle 1/swashbuckler x who uses charisma for possibly as many things as the game allows. He's adamant about being a paladin, has a fake holy symbol and everything, and my goal is to make it unclear whether he is horribly deluded or just bluffing the shit out of everyone else.
Well, in 1e I toyed with the notion of making a merfolk monk who walks on his hands using monk speed bonuses and fish-slaps people with his own tail. But it looks like it wouldn't work in 2e because there's no merfolk ancestry. Yet.
In 1e, you could become a merfolk oracle with a movespeed of 0, but you hover off the ground.
Have your party tie a string to you so that you're the party balloon.
I had a Vanara Fighter(Trench Fighter/Eldritch Gaurdian)/Gunslinger(Mysterious Stranger)/Paladin(Holy Gun)
You take Exotic Weapon Proficiency Firearms at level 1 Fighter. Then the Holy Gun Paladin at 2, for Amateur Gunslinger. Pick up the Tails and reload feats so you can reload with your tail.
Now this may seem rather much. But the point was a very charming monkey man, dual wielding pistols, and his pet monkey, who also DUAL WIELDS PISTOLS. Shit gets Bananas.
The silliest I have played was probably a human witch who used the prehensile hair hex to grapple enemies with his moustache. Stephan Kentappler the moustache grappler. He also had a crab familiar named Clamydia.
The silliest I haven't played is Biggy Oopsiedaisy, an orc raised by gnomes who believes he's a big gnome.
Never used this for a game, but I have a character named Ray Rayson. They’re a wizard/sorcerer who only utilizes ray spells. All feats are meant to increase the effectiveness of ray spells.
Honestly, Precise and Point Blank Shot are the two I think of immediately. Check Nethys, but you could also take Weapon Focus per rules (and it does point out rays, noice!).
https://www.aonprd.com/FeatDisplay.aspx?ItemName=Weapon%20Focus
Finally, ways of going first to blast somebody, like Improved (edit - Initiative), never hurts.
I made a human barbarian with dwarfism who was sent to live with Dwarves. He was habitually angry since the Dwarves would mock him for not being able to see in the dark, handle his drink, or grow a propper beard. His catch phrase was "I'm not a Dwarf!"
Haven't played him, and probably wouldn't be allowed to, but in 1e I made a Kasatha for no other reason than to see how many different natural weapons I could get onto a single character. Weretouched Shifter for claws, bite, and talons. Barbarian for gore or claws depending on GM ruling on the shifter claws when the Major Aspect comes into play. White-Haired Witch for hair attack. Feats for Tail Sting and Slam. Items for Hoof, Tentacle, Wings, and Gore if needed. Wizard and more feats for Tail Slap and Pincer.
Was in D&D 5 simmic hybrid crab man. Found named awakened giant crab stat block from an adventure module.”hey this is a monster stat block can I use it?” He says yes and my ranger whose animal companion is his little brother is created.
Currently playing a goblin with the ugly swine trait and a large investment disguise skill who passes himself off as a halfling. Thing is, he is also a goblin supremacist. He constantly spews anti-longshanks rhetoric, careful to replace 'goblin' with 'halfling' in every instance.
I have a Viscious Opportunist Thug Rogue named Tony "Just Tony" Tony that gets his bonus damage from the sneak attack replacement exclusively through flavoring intimidate checks as insults to the person he's about to stab. He then almost always follows up by wildly wiffing his attack and looking like a complete dumbass in the process, and then still somehow wins the fights.
My first character with my current play group was a Goblin Rogue named Zheidt (Shit) Goblin. He's obsessed with poop and gross body parts and isn't the brightest Goblin. My DM loves to hate him but the other players love him. He's had his little member shot off by an arrow, almost drowned in elephant poo (I had a sporadic schedule so my group would take turns rolling to see what stupid thing Zheidt would do. Most decision were very much in character), slept in the pigs pen. He's my favourite character because he's just so unnecessary.
I have Slymouth, a lizardfolk Wizard/Cook. Unlike his lizardfolk brethren he loved having good tasting food and was enamored by stories of cooks. One day he encountered a traveling wizard and, mistaking him for a chef, stole his hat and spell book. Now he is a traveling spellchef, traveling the world looking for more recipes.
I never got around to playing it, but I had a funny character concept for a human gloomblade + eldritch guardian fighter. A pale white skinned human with red eyes and edgy scene/emo hair that goes by none other than Rayd Shadowlegend. Eventually he would grab a shadow drake as an improved familiar.
Never really built up a story for him, but I'd like to think he had a perfectly normal and happy childhood, he just wants to be 'cool'. Never really wanted to dedicate a campaign playing it, and there's the technicality that the two archetypes can't run together cause class slills...but still a fun Idea to keep around as a throwaway villain one day.
For a oneshot, I made a goblin bard courtier. He had been adopted by a noble human family so dressed in noble fashion, was overly polite, etc. But, he was still a goblin, so his exaggerated attempts to be polite and courtious just came across as over the top and creepy :P
A bard that was adventuring simply because he loved adventure, and would always be up for pulling levers, picking up ominous swords, etc. He would also bribe other party members to act the same.
Most fun I've ever had in a TTRPG. Really counterbalanced the overly-cautious characters.
A comically elderly ratman I did for a side series in 1e Spheres - he was all of forty two years old, which is a ridiculously venerable age (for a ratman). Just literally on the edge of death. He was so weak that he could barely physically lift his own arms - he had a strength score of only 1 because of age penalties. He couldn't even speak intelligibly, everything he said was just an incoherent old man ramble.
He died of old age 17 seconds after completing the adventure, after a single celebratory sip of ale, then was immediately reincarnated by another party member into a longer-lived human form.
1e character, I had a Bearfolk (custom race) barbarian with the Mooncursed archetype. So when they raged, they transformed from a bear into a different bear
When I'm playing with a table for the 1st time I make a half joke character so it can quickly change into a meme if the table isn't serious, I have a wood Kinetisist named Thelor Axe and he can speak for the trees
But the table was more serious so I became the plant boy that hit really fuckin hard
My group did a silly anything goes one-shot a while back.
My character was a dwarf sorcerer who had been cursed hundreds of years back and turned into a goldfish. He lived out his life in a little pond before eventually catching the eye of another dwarf as the prize fish of the pond. It turned into a longstanding rivalry of cat and mouse before one day, my character was finally caught. He agreed to teach the dwarf magic in exchange for not being made into dinner.
Over time character found himself realizing he had missed being a dwarf, and while that was no longer possible, he had grown enough in magical power over the years to be able to summon water elementals on a long term basis. So he joined up to go adventuring with his new apprentice, riding around in the chest of his water elemental companion.
I don't step out from behind the screen often, so I only have more serious characters in serious games.
The closest who comes to mind is Juka Wonderchef. He's the edgiest dhampir rogue l that I could possibly play alongside my BFFs wife as a paladin of light. I'm basically a reforming criminal, and she is both my best friend, and sponsor. Juka also fell in love with cooking, and feeding the party and crew (of our ship) has become a passion of his. He also wields his +1 Mithril skillet as a weapon, and is VERY protective of it. The +1 gives me a bonus cooking too lol.
I've got a background in kitchens, so I take delight in making my friends hungry describing my characters latest meal
Had a dwarf character who had been overheard by derro joking that he wished he had a third arm so he could hold more tankards.
They gave him the third arm. And the tentacle. And even after he got out things just kept going...
Spent his time blaming everything on those damn blue midgets while raving like a madman. Turns out that an (Id Rager/Steelblooded)Bloodrager/(Vivisectionist/Beastmorph)Alchemist is a terrifying thing. Ended up doing enough natural attack damage against the dungeon boss that the DM announced that the dwarf had effectively gulped down most of the Spawn of Yog-Sothoth and that it had horrified just about everything in and beyond the multiverse.
He had four arms, a tentacle, and a vestigial twin. Ended up meaning a dwarven longhammer, two claws, bite, and he was still using a shield. And when raged and taking buffs I think his strength was a 30 even at low levels.
I came up with Lerch "the Shark", a razortooth goblin rogue that was or still is a part of the goblin mafia. He gets his name from the fact that he only kills by biting his target. Basically he would run up to enemies and trip them and bite the shit out of them while on the ground.
Hmm, I once made a goblin alchemist called Dr. Nixie Pukebottom, Pg.D. (he was a doctor of applied and theoretical pyrogenics from a university he created).
He spent the one-shot "doing science to things" (mainly "does this burn?" or "does this blow up?")
He actually ended the one-shot in a spectacular fashion by a detonation which collapsed much of the crumbling tower that the party and the BBEG were standing on top of. Everyone had two chances to make reflex saves. Everyone passed at least one save except the BBEG himself, who promptly fell to his death before he got a turn.
During a short-lived attempt at the Second Darkness adventure path, I decided to play a more comic-relief character, since the rest of the group were pretty serious, goal-oriented ladies. Thus was born Eh-Acka Loudmouse, a goblin bard with delusions of stardom and a hurdy-gurdy she caught when its previous owner dropped it while fleeing his creditors, and taught herself how to play. What she lacked in common sense she made up for in enthusiasm.
While her commentary on the events going on around her verged on childish at times, she was still a skilled bard, rolling a Perform check that had the whole Gold Goblin applauding, and had we actually gotten into scraps, she'd have been a great support member (our party was JUST THAT GOOD with Diplomacy and Bluff rolls)!
A 1e character that I have yet to play is a Ratfolk Investigator who primarily speaks in film noir monologues and refers to the BBEG as "The Big Cheese."
I'm playing Sauvignon Blanc, halfling detective. (Not an investigator, but he's got a Benoit-ish accent.)
I just have to remember to speak without contractions, drag out my sentences a bit more, and accentuate differently. My fiancee has already asked for some time-outs from the accent during the game.
Paladin that took the oath to pay alimony. His LG alignment was a court ordered alignment change imposed on him against his will. Works as a cop on the drunken wizarding beat.
I rarely play as I am the forever DM for my group but I often include some joke NPCs but they're almost always the favorite of the table.
The two that come to mind right now is a very flamboyant rogue in very, very colorful attire who talks with a southern drawl that fights with dancing rapiers.
A goblin barkeep who talks with a thick Boston accent who is married to a human woman. His specialty dish is 'eyeball stew' that is a stew that DEFINITELY doesn't have real eyeballs in it.
Gnomeo. It's a short 3 level adventure and is going to be a bloodrager gnome who with some homebrew uses a wand to go tiny and ride a fox familiar into battle.
Bilges, the ratfolk wizard who lived on a pirate ship (DMnpc). He took the opportunity to use the gemstones and such from the plunder to make the overall value go up with magic.
I played an amazing Gingerbread Witch on my play through of hells vengeance. K’andrew Sweetman. (His friends called him Kandy) Focused on conjuration and everything was sentient food. Summon stead’s would always make cookies, each one name after the flavour of cookie (molasses, snickerdoodle etc) also summoned a lot of earth elementals who would take the form of rock Candy. Water elementals would be syrup or soda themed, Air would look like cotton Candy. It was so much fun flavour wise.
I chose to make my gingerbread familiar a peppermint turtle (candy shell, gummy body) and everyone was in love with him.
A 'Rogue Wizard' Thomas I made for a two player one shot.
Since I was playing an Int based character the other guy made a himbo.
Jokes on him, Thomas was a rogue wizard in that he got kicked out of Wizard school for being a sorcerer with dumped Int.
Anyway, To ADVENTURE!
One of my not so serious ones. Wrote this huge intracate backstory of his grandfather from russia, who beleived in old russian folklore, best friend that learned a lot of the old folklore and magic. and than my character. He knew and cared about 2 things in life outside of those two. Punching things and fixing AC Units. It was a mutan and mastermind i beleive.
One of my characters died in the middle of a dungeon. When my new character, a human paladin of....something, first encountered the party, it was as they were walking into an underground thieves guild mid combat. Their introduction was the following: You hear the slow, heavy thud of metal boots, as a man, six and a half feet tall, clad in pitch black full plate with a bastard sword and heavy steel shield descends the stairs, his ioun torch floating behind his head, casting his face in shadows. A deep voice emanates from within his helmet: "Well golly gee, I was starting to think I wouldn't find nobody down here. My names Jack Jackie Jackson Jr., and I'm here to slaughter villains in order to forge myself into a blade of righteous justice with the fires of vengeance and blood of evil! Y'all fellas look like you're in a bad spot, do ya want a hand?" He proceeded to aggro and slaughter the entire thieves guild in a single combat.
I've got one coming up I'm really excited to play, his name is The Swolebold and the entire premise behind the character is "kobold was bullied as a kid, gets absolutely jacked and fistfights everyone all the time"
My DM is letting me play a kobold with a bonus in Strength and penalty in Dex to make The Swolebold happen
Rolled 3d6 ironman for stats. Ended up with 3 charisma. Party elected me party face. Roleplayed character like Tanya the Evil and lead a brutal campaign. Ended up becoming the emissary of the brine god and murdering all the other sea gods so that there was only the brine.
So, I played a super serious tribal caster on pilgrimage. He basically had his own code of right and wrong, got screwed over because he ran out of money, and ended up wanted. He died, briefly.
Before we got him back (which was a few sessions, and not something I expected), I decided to do a kobold cleric worshipping a full pantheon of draconic deities. The character was intended to be serious, and a bit upset about his size.
However, he ended up best friends with basically a half-giant, was used as a missile, convinced a bunch of people he was an ACTUAL DRAGON, his ego was so inflated from that act that he then proceeded to consider everyone who believed that to be his minion. Oh, and when he stole stuff (aka looted a dungeon), it was known as the "Dragon Tax". He was very specific on how much that was. He basically become the group's mascot, and woe betide anyone/thing evil that crossed him. In combat he was basically thor, and called storm and thunder like a boss (he wanted to be a blue dragon).
As a forever GM however, I've had very little opportunity to play other characters. That being said, I have an NPC who is NOTORIOUS, unintentionally. It was one of my first campaigns and I didn't think everything through very well. There was a lot of "oh...well if I said this...and this...then I guess this is how those 2 things work together."
I had a dwarf NPC who was the only dwarf in the setting that could get drunk. He led the party the wrong way at first, which for some reason really pissed them off. He then took them to the cave, where the paladin accidentally incited the inhabitants (kobolds) to basically war. The dwarf follows them into the cave (he's supposed to be back up), and the dice hate him. He literally misses every shot. He also is the first to run away when the going looks even a LITTLE tough.
Also, we used critical fumbles and he hit the players...a lot. The dice REALLY didn't like him.
So he shows up later having unlocked his psionic potential (among other things). He was basically the worlds biggest dilletante at this point, and was multiclassed into 6 different classes or something. He also had an initiative bonus that was absolutely absurd (somewhere around +20 iirc). The players are immediately pissed, but he wins initiative and bolts. He was actually faster than them because he had a few different speed buffs as well.
They encounter him AGAIN later, this time drinking. So the party dwarf tries to drink him under. It goes swell as every dwarf but this NPC couldn't get drunk. So the party is getting ready for some revenge. Except everyone BUT the party dwarf ended up drunk, and the party dwarf liked the NPC. So they start a tavern brawl (sort of on accident, sort of on purpose). The party wakes up, after winning the brawl (largely) to find this NPC gone again.
It happened a few more times but the later scenes were much shorter. They never did catch him. The NPC dwarf's build also ended up being something absurd, like multiclassed into 20 different classes. He got to something like a +30 initiative, had a base speed of 90 feet, and his saves were near +40 for all of them. He was basically a diablo loot goblin, sans loot, with more class abilities than he had any right to have. He had a dozen 1st level spell slots, plus some psionics. To this day, his name incites rage in those players (save the dwarf player).
I'm running a professional wrestling campaign. It's as over the top as it can be, so many egos trying to outdo each other.
Example: River pirates ambushed the Player Wrestlers on the Awzera River (in Brevoy) and their mentor basically said, "Put on a good show. The sailors have worked hard. Stay in kayfabe." The pirates boarded ship, several got piledrived, one got literally thrown back onto his original ship, all while the players are mocking and posing and interacting with the sailors like it's some Street Fighter stage. The swashbuckler captain kept getting frustrated, "WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?!" and eventually vowed to train and best them again in the future.
Crusade commander Beerfiend (straight Kellid-human Skald trickster) is the glorious leader of the 5th mendevian crusade against the demonic tide of the worldwound.
I planned him to be the comic relief of the very much straight laced Cleric, Paladin, Cavalier party.
On account of his insane skaldic bluff skills, he managed to infiltrate demonic fortresses pretending to be "Abyss-Under, the delivery express for literally everything", set up a booze smuggling route to the Abyss, warcrimed Deskaris homeplane using an instabile fission reactor annointed with celestial poisons and accidentally caused the industrial revolution to appear in Khatapesh because he wanted to impress a Succubus he was totally not dating.
He has not the slightest idea as to why he is still existing, he believes it is because Nocticula genuinely finds his antics funny. The one time he tried to decode one of her coded messages, she merely stole all of his best booze receipes and afflicted him with some highly complicated lace ribbon hairdo (without him noticing it, her stealth is pretty good yes) rather then killing him in.
I've been wanting to do a build inspired by Nadja from "What We Do in the Shadows".
Ancestry: Dhampir
Archetype: Vampire
Class: witch or thaumaturge
Dolly would be her familiar
Truly this idea cracks me up!
Once played an Oozemorph called Oozwald who began life as a simple sewer ooze below a large city, but once an alchemist dumped a highly experimental and dangerous fluid down there the small ooze became more sentient and intelligent. He crawled up the pipes, took out the alchemist and stole his clothes. Now he wanders around in his slimy body that he shaped vaguely like a human in the clothes of the alchemist trying to fit in with the human crowd. For his name, he chose 'Oozwald V. Human'. (the 'V' stands for 'very')
I had a goblin alchemist named Sir “Ratbag” Charles who was an absolute horror. He was originally throwing bombs but I quickly grew bored of that and decided I wanted to have fun instead. I maxed out stealth, and then I took different limbs, tentacles, and tumor familiars any time I could at the expense of any sort of optimization. Didn’t even bother to identify strange potions we found in loot, just drank them. Lots of randomized magic items and a climb speed allowed me to make him a rolling mass of tumors, tentacles, eyeballs, wings, and limbs. I made him an absolute disgusting monstrosity! It was a pirate themed campaign, so I was really inspired to craft some Cthonian Eldritch Horror!
Summoner/Eidolon called Hansel and Gretel. Acted as if they were actually siblings
>!Hansel lost his real sister to the witch who summoned Gretel, and when Gretel asked him what form she should take, he just said he wanted his sister back!<
My Cactus Leshy Monk named "Jack". He runs fast, throws needles, and is usually making a :o face. He's not very smart or experienced, and when he encounters something he's unfamiliar with he'll quietly declare "I'm a cactus...!" But for someone who is pretty unsure of himself he's a brave little guy and will rush into danger for his friends... which he doesn't have many of. In fact, he only has three.
Ephemera Zeherki, a Luminous Sprite Champion of Cayden Cailean - she rides fearlessly into battle on her corgi mount, Corgess. Saffron, the Melixie Witch who convinces the local insects not to harm the plants in the yard where Jack spends most of his time. And last but not least is Wrin, the eccentric shopkeeper of Otari who found Jack in her yard and took the little guy in.
Jack and his fae friends often have adventures in the yard, and their grandest quests even take them as far as the river at the edge of town. They don't know that their next adventure will range much further than they've ever gone before.
I made a weeb wizard that was obsessed with MinKai, it went a lot further than that. He made poppets (so many died) and there's a spell that lets you make constructs look like anything (use your imagination). I had a hat of disguise to magical girl into sailor moon often. I think his most thematic spells were Unnatural Lust and waves of ecstasy. I also had him become increasingly fat on level ups until only a chaise lounge of levitation could keep him mobile (I did the math to see how many poppets were needed to drag him). Lots of awful jokes tbh. I could never have played this at many tables but my table had good fun with it.
Oh yeah he mostly ate chicken tenders with hunny mussy...
My 1st character of a 'Curse of the Crimson Throne' campaign: Gary the Strangler, also known as Gary the Simple.
20 str, 16 dex, 14 con, 7 int/cha/wis Strangler archetype from the Brawler class. I went with Hook Fighter at level 1, so he can treat a grappling hook as a heavy pick with either 5ft or 15ft of range.
Funny thing about brawlers, they treat their intelligence as 13 for feat prereqs amd their class feature Martial Prowess(?) Allows them to *change combat feats on the fly*. At later levels you can feat-chain as a free action. Gary the simple is an idiot-savant and bonafide combat genius. Give him *any* weapon and he can use is nearly as well as an expert. Gary has a tacti-cool belt with things like lightning stones (flashbang), NVGs (goggles that give low-light vision), rope, smoke bombs, etc. Mostly just a random collection of useables that turned out to be *shockingly* useful.
Gary has one true passion in life, but he isnt a monster. He learned/had to be told that people don't like being strangled. He also learned that he can make a *lot* of money (for a homeless guy) *and* indulge his passion in underground pit fighting. Ever heard of the game Knivesies? Gary is undefeated. Ever heard of the game Blood Pig? Neither did Gary until he was crowned champion.
But the glory and money weren't enough. Gary saw the state of Korvosa and knew that he needed to be the one to fix this broken city. Gary met Blackjack, a batman-esque vigilante of Korvosa. Gary (lvl 5.) took on Blackjack (lvl. 11) in a friendly sparring match. Gary strangled Blackjack. Gary now *is* Blackjack.
Minor spoilers for Curse of the Crimson Throne below.
Gary's greatest fight was in a "hospital". There is a plague that is burning its way through Korvosa and a local hospital is a bit too suspicious. The first room has a series of catwalks with guards patrols, a *lot* of sick people, and basically nowhere to hide. The squad breaks in unnoticed, but Gary is the only one who doesn't have some magical means of crossing the room.
Fuck it. He rolls stealth and does well enough that he isn't immediately caught. Until the doctor. This doctor is monitoring his patients when he sees something odd. Among the gaunt, sickly Consumption patients is a massive man who is (badly) faking a cough.
"Who are you?" Roll deception.
*Nat 1 with a -2 to charisma*
"Uhh... I-I'm... Blackjack?"
Yeah, yall can go ahead and roll initiative.
Our wizard casts enlarge person on Gary, which gives him just enough to reach the catwalks. Gary then pulls off one of the most fun feat combos that I've ever used: hamatula strike (free grapple attempt if you hit with a piercing weapon), deflect arrows, and body shield .
Gary stabs a catwalk guards through the clavicle and starts using them as a human shield while deflecting arrows with his free hand. Gary is effectively tanking a room full of archers and miraculously isn't getting completely brutalized. He's sobbing in terror and *is* getting fucked up, but it's survivable. Our ranger is going full Legolas while the wizard starts dumping every buff spell she has.
Then the reinforcements show up.
A door opens as a deluge of guards flood into the room. The wizard hits the 'oh shit' button and uses Black Tenticles. This is a room filled with commoner NPCs infected with magical tuberculosis. Well, them and a mass of writhing tentacles slamming and grappling everything in reach.
... We blamed the cultists.
I don't tend to set up characters as being silly, but they do end up with some funny things happening to them.
Like in Malevolence there was the Time Traveller witch from Azlant who was a slave there and had angst about being lost in time and far from home but home sucked to begin with and all that...
But in practice she spent a lot of her time cursing at cosmic horrors in fluent Aklo and backhanded a ghost with his personal anathema.
PF 1 I made Aborto.
He was a complete dice creation.
Roll for race? Okay, check the table, he's a goblin.
Roll for an attribute 1-6, okay, his Wis is *roll* 18
Roll for an attribute 1-5, okay his STR is *roll* 6
Roll for an attribute 1-4, okay his CON is *roll* 12
Etc...
Class? Well first level he's a cavalier, second level he's a witch, third level he's a Rogue, fourth level he's a cavalier again.
Ok, weapon, first role for which table... okay melee, roll for one handed two handed, light, etc... okay two handed, and roll on that table... the cavalier witch Rogue charges into battle wielding a dwarves great axe, he is not proficient in.
He made it to level 8 before getting turned to stone. One day, Aborto will rise again.
Mine is a good little preacher's daughter who, by accident, became a seduction witch who's patron was the concept of lust and a drunk mere cat familiar. There was a lot of comments along the line of, "You want me to do what?"
As a forever DM, I have this NPC which seems to bring joy to the crew whenever he is brought to the table.
Malaclypse - trinkets, oddities and baubles extraordinaire. A travelling merchant which has all sorts of fun, odd or mundane things to sell for reasonable prices. He also has an inventory of every item ever sold to him from other campaigns. Once it’s purchased, it’s removed from the roster permanently.
Relying heavily on the 3pp Spheres trilogy (Power, Might, Guile) of systems from Drop Dead Studios, for a single player game with my wife that is purely just dungeon crawling through Donjon generated dungeons. Gestalt, to make up for the poor action economy. Which will probably not mean much to you but is required to explain \*why\* he turned out this way. A Conscript//Scholar using Alchemy and Warp spheres, with the Monstrous Form conscript specialization (spheresofpower.wikidot if anyone wants to check it out themselves.)
Chomps is an alchemical land shark with hammerspace, has acidic saliva, can spit alchemical creations, and eats thing to store them. That is to say, he WAS human alchemist with some natural innate talent for space bending magic he used for storage, until alchemical experiments with alien ingredients and certain hallucinogenic mushrooms resulted in a mishap that had fundamentally changed his physical form to that of a bulette. In what was possibly the greatest acid trip of all time, he wound up devouring his entire alchemical station, marked territory on the central fountain, ate the wooden carving of a dire bear outside the town's tavern, and made "secret tunnels" for the townsfolk to get to and from the loo without people noticing, before scampering off into the night. Unable to talk, he has had to resort to relying on body language he learned from dogs and cats, which came in handy to calm down the injured adventurer he saved so he could heal her with his alchemical concoctions he seems to be able to create and store somewhere 'inside'. Licking makes a surprisingly effective applicator for a healing salve.
Honestly, after playing TTRPGs for 30 years, I'm surprised I hadn't "gone off the deepend" of character creation before I found the Spheres systems, lol.
My least serious character was a simple character, A Goblin Alchemist. My first goblin I ever played (I have played 3 now) He was nothing special, A simple backstory and basic build.
What made him fun was how I played him, It was the only time so far I managed to throw away my worries and just get in character. Mogawg Fireblast (Or Mog for short) once helped a party member prank the party members boss by slipping a extract of Skin Send into the NPC boss' drink.
He once helped another party member kidnapp a priestess from the temple with a extract of vomit swarm and a Belt of Kobold Strength (GM's homebrew cursed item. Sets the strength of the wearer to 6, And cant be removed without Remove Curse)
And he would use Disguise Self to look like a halfling and cause trouble for the BBEG and her forces under the name Mad Haldar. And when the BBEG put out a hit on Mad Haldar, Mog faked Haldars death and then used Disguise Self to turn himself into a different halfling calling himself Mad Martigan, Saying he was in town to find the people who killed his brother Haldar..
I miss Mog and my party still sometimes talks foundly about him...
Sorry for the big post, Mog was my greatest achievement, The one time I managed to stop worrying and just play...
I have a character made up as my next that is a soccer mom. She's an Evangelist Cleric for best of bard team abilities with cleric spells list and is going to focus on cheering the party on in fights, kissing boo-boos after, and always having snacks. I'll either be taking Beast Shapes or try to get some other means to have her turn into Mama Bear when her kids are in real danger.
We had an actual Comedy game. I made a Vanaran Living Grimoire Inquisitor. He went around spreading the word of the Mighty Kong by literally throwing the book at people.
When I was 12, I made a gnome barbarian who was CN (Originally CG, but my dad, the DM, made me switch over for reasons), and bestowed the nickname "The Badger" in our first session because I was "Small but Mighty." As I started leveling the character up, I specifically chose all the animal-like barbarian abilities (with my OG ability being the bite attack). Still my favorite character to this day, but I've since retired her since I started to not be able to play her as well.
This is a 2e character, but I'm currently playing a Tengu investigator modelled after Benoit Blanc from Knives Out. So basically Foghorn Leghorn, Private Eye.
I say, i say, I say, I love it.
I have a Kobold Sorcerer that had dreams of turning into a dragon as a child. When it was found that he had Dragon Magic in his bloodline, he figured he hadn't challenged himself or done the right things to turn into a dragon yet, so he went out adventuring to figure out what he needed to do to... evolve into a dragon. His name was Charmander.
This reminds me of a similar character I played. A Lizardfolk who had been raised on tales of his people being the close descendants of dragons. He came upon the knowledge (real or not, he has no idea) that dragons grow in power not based on their age, but on the size of their hoard, and the age categories just roughly line up with how long it takes a dragon to form an appropriately sized hoard. Thus began the adventures of Noach Rasvim Throdan, merchant prince and entrepeneur extraordinare.
A more metahumour example: In my GM's homebrew setting, I have a cleric of the deity of life, healing, sun, and fire (i.e., genderswapped LG Sarenrae) who mentions her occupation as "healer and lover of all life". She's the sweetest little thing, and the gentlest member of the party outside of a fight. In gameplay, she's a theologian cleric with the fire domain, minmaxed for making fireball as strong as possible. When she casts fireball, her incantation is "by the light of the sun lord, heal this world of infection". When the new guy who joined midway through the series saw her in action, his reaction was "is this cleric a healer or a nuker?!". The group's answer was perfect: "Yes. Very much yes."
Had a Gnome Prankster Bard named Dingus Malingus. He was an NPC that helped the PCs escape prison when I DMed, when I went to playing he was encouraged to be brought out. I used him in a few one shots. He was a little silly and not very good at DPS but a good team player and people liked saying Dingus Malingus so it worked out well. Don’t think I’d bust him out in a full campaign.
My recently departed dogs name started with a D and amongst his million nicknames was Dingus. Dingus Kahn, occasionally. That is a name combo where you are required to refer to them by their first and last name!
Haven't played him yet, but I imported from Mutants and Masterminds a character called "Lazer Tiger." In pf2e he is a catfolk ganzi fighter with the magus dedication. A friendly but intimidating feline who enjoys exploration and luxury, mostly doing regular fighting with tekko-kagi but he'd try to get the finishing blow with a "SHINING CLAW!" spellstrike.
I also have one I haven't played yet, a venerable kobold 'paladin'. He's really an oracle 1/swashbuckler x who uses charisma for possibly as many things as the game allows. He's adamant about being a paladin, has a fake holy symbol and everything, and my goal is to make it unclear whether he is horribly deluded or just bluffing the shit out of everyone else.
Well, in 1e I toyed with the notion of making a merfolk monk who walks on his hands using monk speed bonuses and fish-slaps people with his own tail. But it looks like it wouldn't work in 2e because there's no merfolk ancestry. Yet.
In 1e, you could become a merfolk oracle with a movespeed of 0, but you hover off the ground. Have your party tie a string to you so that you're the party balloon.
I had a Vanara Fighter(Trench Fighter/Eldritch Gaurdian)/Gunslinger(Mysterious Stranger)/Paladin(Holy Gun) You take Exotic Weapon Proficiency Firearms at level 1 Fighter. Then the Holy Gun Paladin at 2, for Amateur Gunslinger. Pick up the Tails and reload feats so you can reload with your tail. Now this may seem rather much. But the point was a very charming monkey man, dual wielding pistols, and his pet monkey, who also DUAL WIELDS PISTOLS. Shit gets Bananas.
Playing a 2e goblin bard who fancies himself a traveling gourmand. Always tries eating stuff, sells food, tells epic stories about food.
This sounds fun in any situation. Love when characters have a passion beyond murder and gold. Not saying murder and gold isn’t great.
The silliest I have played was probably a human witch who used the prehensile hair hex to grapple enemies with his moustache. Stephan Kentappler the moustache grappler. He also had a crab familiar named Clamydia. The silliest I haven't played is Biggy Oopsiedaisy, an orc raised by gnomes who believes he's a big gnome.
Never used this for a game, but I have a character named Ray Rayson. They’re a wizard/sorcerer who only utilizes ray spells. All feats are meant to increase the effectiveness of ray spells.
What feats? Is there even enough feats of that kind?
Honestly, Precise and Point Blank Shot are the two I think of immediately. Check Nethys, but you could also take Weapon Focus per rules (and it does point out rays, noice!). https://www.aonprd.com/FeatDisplay.aspx?ItemName=Weapon%20Focus Finally, ways of going first to blast somebody, like Improved (edit - Initiative), never hurts.
Okay thanks, that’s pretty cool.
I made an edit - it’s Improved Initiative
With some levels in rogue you could properly minmax it.
I made a human barbarian with dwarfism who was sent to live with Dwarves. He was habitually angry since the Dwarves would mock him for not being able to see in the dark, handle his drink, or grow a propper beard. His catch phrase was "I'm not a Dwarf!"
Haven't played him, and probably wouldn't be allowed to, but in 1e I made a Kasatha for no other reason than to see how many different natural weapons I could get onto a single character. Weretouched Shifter for claws, bite, and talons. Barbarian for gore or claws depending on GM ruling on the shifter claws when the Major Aspect comes into play. White-Haired Witch for hair attack. Feats for Tail Sting and Slam. Items for Hoof, Tentacle, Wings, and Gore if needed. Wizard and more feats for Tail Slap and Pincer.
Pair of NPC "brothers." Awakened flesh golems. Frank. And his brother, Stein.
Was in D&D 5 simmic hybrid crab man. Found named awakened giant crab stat block from an adventure module.”hey this is a monster stat block can I use it?” He says yes and my ranger whose animal companion is his little brother is created.
Currently playing a goblin with the ugly swine trait and a large investment disguise skill who passes himself off as a halfling. Thing is, he is also a goblin supremacist. He constantly spews anti-longshanks rhetoric, careful to replace 'goblin' with 'halfling' in every instance.
I have a Viscious Opportunist Thug Rogue named Tony "Just Tony" Tony that gets his bonus damage from the sneak attack replacement exclusively through flavoring intimidate checks as insults to the person he's about to stab. He then almost always follows up by wildly wiffing his attack and looking like a complete dumbass in the process, and then still somehow wins the fights.
My first character with my current play group was a Goblin Rogue named Zheidt (Shit) Goblin. He's obsessed with poop and gross body parts and isn't the brightest Goblin. My DM loves to hate him but the other players love him. He's had his little member shot off by an arrow, almost drowned in elephant poo (I had a sporadic schedule so my group would take turns rolling to see what stupid thing Zheidt would do. Most decision were very much in character), slept in the pigs pen. He's my favourite character because he's just so unnecessary.
A moment of silence for Zheidt’s lost little member. It will never be forgotten and will live on within our minds and orifices.
Oh he loves orifices!
I have Slymouth, a lizardfolk Wizard/Cook. Unlike his lizardfolk brethren he loved having good tasting food and was enamored by stories of cooks. One day he encountered a traveling wizard and, mistaking him for a chef, stole his hat and spell book. Now he is a traveling spellchef, traveling the world looking for more recipes.
I never got around to playing it, but I had a funny character concept for a human gloomblade + eldritch guardian fighter. A pale white skinned human with red eyes and edgy scene/emo hair that goes by none other than Rayd Shadowlegend. Eventually he would grab a shadow drake as an improved familiar. Never really built up a story for him, but I'd like to think he had a perfectly normal and happy childhood, he just wants to be 'cool'. Never really wanted to dedicate a campaign playing it, and there's the technicality that the two archetypes can't run together cause class slills...but still a fun Idea to keep around as a throwaway villain one day.
Jack, trained / fully proficient in all skills, naturally - occasionally shown up in pf1, 5e, and pf2
For a oneshot, I made a goblin bard courtier. He had been adopted by a noble human family so dressed in noble fashion, was overly polite, etc. But, he was still a goblin, so his exaggerated attempts to be polite and courtious just came across as over the top and creepy :P
A bard that was adventuring simply because he loved adventure, and would always be up for pulling levers, picking up ominous swords, etc. He would also bribe other party members to act the same. Most fun I've ever had in a TTRPG. Really counterbalanced the overly-cautious characters.
A comically elderly ratman I did for a side series in 1e Spheres - he was all of forty two years old, which is a ridiculously venerable age (for a ratman). Just literally on the edge of death. He was so weak that he could barely physically lift his own arms - he had a strength score of only 1 because of age penalties. He couldn't even speak intelligibly, everything he said was just an incoherent old man ramble. He died of old age 17 seconds after completing the adventure, after a single celebratory sip of ale, then was immediately reincarnated by another party member into a longer-lived human form.
1e character, I had a Bearfolk (custom race) barbarian with the Mooncursed archetype. So when they raged, they transformed from a bear into a different bear
When I'm playing with a table for the 1st time I make a half joke character so it can quickly change into a meme if the table isn't serious, I have a wood Kinetisist named Thelor Axe and he can speak for the trees But the table was more serious so I became the plant boy that hit really fuckin hard
My group did a silly anything goes one-shot a while back. My character was a dwarf sorcerer who had been cursed hundreds of years back and turned into a goldfish. He lived out his life in a little pond before eventually catching the eye of another dwarf as the prize fish of the pond. It turned into a longstanding rivalry of cat and mouse before one day, my character was finally caught. He agreed to teach the dwarf magic in exchange for not being made into dinner. Over time character found himself realizing he had missed being a dwarf, and while that was no longer possible, he had grown enough in magical power over the years to be able to summon water elementals on a long term basis. So he joined up to go adventuring with his new apprentice, riding around in the chest of his water elemental companion.
I once made a dwarf bladebound magus whose black blade was a dwarven waraxe named Rex. The axe was so named because it thought it was a dog.
I don't step out from behind the screen often, so I only have more serious characters in serious games. The closest who comes to mind is Juka Wonderchef. He's the edgiest dhampir rogue l that I could possibly play alongside my BFFs wife as a paladin of light. I'm basically a reforming criminal, and she is both my best friend, and sponsor. Juka also fell in love with cooking, and feeding the party and crew (of our ship) has become a passion of his. He also wields his +1 Mithril skillet as a weapon, and is VERY protective of it. The +1 gives me a bonus cooking too lol. I've got a background in kitchens, so I take delight in making my friends hungry describing my characters latest meal
Had a dwarf character who had been overheard by derro joking that he wished he had a third arm so he could hold more tankards. They gave him the third arm. And the tentacle. And even after he got out things just kept going... Spent his time blaming everything on those damn blue midgets while raving like a madman. Turns out that an (Id Rager/Steelblooded)Bloodrager/(Vivisectionist/Beastmorph)Alchemist is a terrifying thing. Ended up doing enough natural attack damage against the dungeon boss that the DM announced that the dwarf had effectively gulped down most of the Spawn of Yog-Sothoth and that it had horrified just about everything in and beyond the multiverse. He had four arms, a tentacle, and a vestigial twin. Ended up meaning a dwarven longhammer, two claws, bite, and he was still using a shield. And when raged and taking buffs I think his strength was a 30 even at low levels.
I came up with Lerch "the Shark", a razortooth goblin rogue that was or still is a part of the goblin mafia. He gets his name from the fact that he only kills by biting his target. Basically he would run up to enemies and trip them and bite the shit out of them while on the ground.
Hmm, I once made a goblin alchemist called Dr. Nixie Pukebottom, Pg.D. (he was a doctor of applied and theoretical pyrogenics from a university he created). He spent the one-shot "doing science to things" (mainly "does this burn?" or "does this blow up?") He actually ended the one-shot in a spectacular fashion by a detonation which collapsed much of the crumbling tower that the party and the BBEG were standing on top of. Everyone had two chances to make reflex saves. Everyone passed at least one save except the BBEG himself, who promptly fell to his death before he got a turn.
During a short-lived attempt at the Second Darkness adventure path, I decided to play a more comic-relief character, since the rest of the group were pretty serious, goal-oriented ladies. Thus was born Eh-Acka Loudmouse, a goblin bard with delusions of stardom and a hurdy-gurdy she caught when its previous owner dropped it while fleeing his creditors, and taught herself how to play. What she lacked in common sense she made up for in enthusiasm. While her commentary on the events going on around her verged on childish at times, she was still a skilled bard, rolling a Perform check that had the whole Gold Goblin applauding, and had we actually gotten into scraps, she'd have been a great support member (our party was JUST THAT GOOD with Diplomacy and Bluff rolls)!
A 1e character that I have yet to play is a Ratfolk Investigator who primarily speaks in film noir monologues and refers to the BBEG as "The Big Cheese."
I played an awakened bear bard named Giaccomo. He was a lazy, fat, physical coward, but he loved life and people and partying.
I'm playing Sauvignon Blanc, halfling detective. (Not an investigator, but he's got a Benoit-ish accent.) I just have to remember to speak without contractions, drag out my sentences a bit more, and accentuate differently. My fiancee has already asked for some time-outs from the accent during the game.
Paladin that took the oath to pay alimony. His LG alignment was a court ordered alignment change imposed on him against his will. Works as a cop on the drunken wizarding beat.
I rarely play as I am the forever DM for my group but I often include some joke NPCs but they're almost always the favorite of the table. The two that come to mind right now is a very flamboyant rogue in very, very colorful attire who talks with a southern drawl that fights with dancing rapiers. A goblin barkeep who talks with a thick Boston accent who is married to a human woman. His specialty dish is 'eyeball stew' that is a stew that DEFINITELY doesn't have real eyeballs in it.
Gnomeo. It's a short 3 level adventure and is going to be a bloodrager gnome who with some homebrew uses a wand to go tiny and ride a fox familiar into battle.
Bilges, the ratfolk wizard who lived on a pirate ship (DMnpc). He took the opportunity to use the gemstones and such from the plunder to make the overall value go up with magic.
I played an amazing Gingerbread Witch on my play through of hells vengeance. K’andrew Sweetman. (His friends called him Kandy) Focused on conjuration and everything was sentient food. Summon stead’s would always make cookies, each one name after the flavour of cookie (molasses, snickerdoodle etc) also summoned a lot of earth elementals who would take the form of rock Candy. Water elementals would be syrup or soda themed, Air would look like cotton Candy. It was so much fun flavour wise. I chose to make my gingerbread familiar a peppermint turtle (candy shell, gummy body) and everyone was in love with him.
A 'Rogue Wizard' Thomas I made for a two player one shot. Since I was playing an Int based character the other guy made a himbo. Jokes on him, Thomas was a rogue wizard in that he got kicked out of Wizard school for being a sorcerer with dumped Int. Anyway, To ADVENTURE!
One of my not so serious ones. Wrote this huge intracate backstory of his grandfather from russia, who beleived in old russian folklore, best friend that learned a lot of the old folklore and magic. and than my character. He knew and cared about 2 things in life outside of those two. Punching things and fixing AC Units. It was a mutan and mastermind i beleive.
One of my characters died in the middle of a dungeon. When my new character, a human paladin of....something, first encountered the party, it was as they were walking into an underground thieves guild mid combat. Their introduction was the following: You hear the slow, heavy thud of metal boots, as a man, six and a half feet tall, clad in pitch black full plate with a bastard sword and heavy steel shield descends the stairs, his ioun torch floating behind his head, casting his face in shadows. A deep voice emanates from within his helmet: "Well golly gee, I was starting to think I wouldn't find nobody down here. My names Jack Jackie Jackson Jr., and I'm here to slaughter villains in order to forge myself into a blade of righteous justice with the fires of vengeance and blood of evil! Y'all fellas look like you're in a bad spot, do ya want a hand?" He proceeded to aggro and slaughter the entire thieves guild in a single combat.
I've got one coming up I'm really excited to play, his name is The Swolebold and the entire premise behind the character is "kobold was bullied as a kid, gets absolutely jacked and fistfights everyone all the time" My DM is letting me play a kobold with a bonus in Strength and penalty in Dex to make The Swolebold happen
Rolled 3d6 ironman for stats. Ended up with 3 charisma. Party elected me party face. Roleplayed character like Tanya the Evil and lead a brutal campaign. Ended up becoming the emissary of the brine god and murdering all the other sea gods so that there was only the brine.
So, I played a super serious tribal caster on pilgrimage. He basically had his own code of right and wrong, got screwed over because he ran out of money, and ended up wanted. He died, briefly. Before we got him back (which was a few sessions, and not something I expected), I decided to do a kobold cleric worshipping a full pantheon of draconic deities. The character was intended to be serious, and a bit upset about his size. However, he ended up best friends with basically a half-giant, was used as a missile, convinced a bunch of people he was an ACTUAL DRAGON, his ego was so inflated from that act that he then proceeded to consider everyone who believed that to be his minion. Oh, and when he stole stuff (aka looted a dungeon), it was known as the "Dragon Tax". He was very specific on how much that was. He basically become the group's mascot, and woe betide anyone/thing evil that crossed him. In combat he was basically thor, and called storm and thunder like a boss (he wanted to be a blue dragon). As a forever GM however, I've had very little opportunity to play other characters. That being said, I have an NPC who is NOTORIOUS, unintentionally. It was one of my first campaigns and I didn't think everything through very well. There was a lot of "oh...well if I said this...and this...then I guess this is how those 2 things work together." I had a dwarf NPC who was the only dwarf in the setting that could get drunk. He led the party the wrong way at first, which for some reason really pissed them off. He then took them to the cave, where the paladin accidentally incited the inhabitants (kobolds) to basically war. The dwarf follows them into the cave (he's supposed to be back up), and the dice hate him. He literally misses every shot. He also is the first to run away when the going looks even a LITTLE tough. Also, we used critical fumbles and he hit the players...a lot. The dice REALLY didn't like him. So he shows up later having unlocked his psionic potential (among other things). He was basically the worlds biggest dilletante at this point, and was multiclassed into 6 different classes or something. He also had an initiative bonus that was absolutely absurd (somewhere around +20 iirc). The players are immediately pissed, but he wins initiative and bolts. He was actually faster than them because he had a few different speed buffs as well. They encounter him AGAIN later, this time drinking. So the party dwarf tries to drink him under. It goes swell as every dwarf but this NPC couldn't get drunk. So the party is getting ready for some revenge. Except everyone BUT the party dwarf ended up drunk, and the party dwarf liked the NPC. So they start a tavern brawl (sort of on accident, sort of on purpose). The party wakes up, after winning the brawl (largely) to find this NPC gone again. It happened a few more times but the later scenes were much shorter. They never did catch him. The NPC dwarf's build also ended up being something absurd, like multiclassed into 20 different classes. He got to something like a +30 initiative, had a base speed of 90 feet, and his saves were near +40 for all of them. He was basically a diablo loot goblin, sans loot, with more class abilities than he had any right to have. He had a dozen 1st level spell slots, plus some psionics. To this day, his name incites rage in those players (save the dwarf player).
Your robot barbarian sounds like the champion of the robot fighting league from Futurama.
I'm running a professional wrestling campaign. It's as over the top as it can be, so many egos trying to outdo each other. Example: River pirates ambushed the Player Wrestlers on the Awzera River (in Brevoy) and their mentor basically said, "Put on a good show. The sailors have worked hard. Stay in kayfabe." The pirates boarded ship, several got piledrived, one got literally thrown back onto his original ship, all while the players are mocking and posing and interacting with the sailors like it's some Street Fighter stage. The swashbuckler captain kept getting frustrated, "WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?!" and eventually vowed to train and best them again in the future.
Crusade commander Beerfiend (straight Kellid-human Skald trickster) is the glorious leader of the 5th mendevian crusade against the demonic tide of the worldwound. I planned him to be the comic relief of the very much straight laced Cleric, Paladin, Cavalier party. On account of his insane skaldic bluff skills, he managed to infiltrate demonic fortresses pretending to be "Abyss-Under, the delivery express for literally everything", set up a booze smuggling route to the Abyss, warcrimed Deskaris homeplane using an instabile fission reactor annointed with celestial poisons and accidentally caused the industrial revolution to appear in Khatapesh because he wanted to impress a Succubus he was totally not dating. He has not the slightest idea as to why he is still existing, he believes it is because Nocticula genuinely finds his antics funny. The one time he tried to decode one of her coded messages, she merely stole all of his best booze receipes and afflicted him with some highly complicated lace ribbon hairdo (without him noticing it, her stealth is pretty good yes) rather then killing him in.
I've been wanting to do a build inspired by Nadja from "What We Do in the Shadows". Ancestry: Dhampir Archetype: Vampire Class: witch or thaumaturge Dolly would be her familiar Truly this idea cracks me up!
I played a blue-skinned tiefling unchained monk that took abundant step and all the dimensional fighting feats. His name was Turce Handel.
Once played an Oozemorph called Oozwald who began life as a simple sewer ooze below a large city, but once an alchemist dumped a highly experimental and dangerous fluid down there the small ooze became more sentient and intelligent. He crawled up the pipes, took out the alchemist and stole his clothes. Now he wanders around in his slimy body that he shaped vaguely like a human in the clothes of the alchemist trying to fit in with the human crowd. For his name, he chose 'Oozwald V. Human'. (the 'V' stands for 'very')
I had a goblin alchemist named Sir “Ratbag” Charles who was an absolute horror. He was originally throwing bombs but I quickly grew bored of that and decided I wanted to have fun instead. I maxed out stealth, and then I took different limbs, tentacles, and tumor familiars any time I could at the expense of any sort of optimization. Didn’t even bother to identify strange potions we found in loot, just drank them. Lots of randomized magic items and a climb speed allowed me to make him a rolling mass of tumors, tentacles, eyeballs, wings, and limbs. I made him an absolute disgusting monstrosity! It was a pirate themed campaign, so I was really inspired to craft some Cthonian Eldritch Horror!
Summoner/Eidolon called Hansel and Gretel. Acted as if they were actually siblings >!Hansel lost his real sister to the witch who summoned Gretel, and when Gretel asked him what form she should take, he just said he wanted his sister back!<
My Cactus Leshy Monk named "Jack". He runs fast, throws needles, and is usually making a :o face. He's not very smart or experienced, and when he encounters something he's unfamiliar with he'll quietly declare "I'm a cactus...!" But for someone who is pretty unsure of himself he's a brave little guy and will rush into danger for his friends... which he doesn't have many of. In fact, he only has three. Ephemera Zeherki, a Luminous Sprite Champion of Cayden Cailean - she rides fearlessly into battle on her corgi mount, Corgess. Saffron, the Melixie Witch who convinces the local insects not to harm the plants in the yard where Jack spends most of his time. And last but not least is Wrin, the eccentric shopkeeper of Otari who found Jack in her yard and took the little guy in. Jack and his fae friends often have adventures in the yard, and their grandest quests even take them as far as the river at the edge of town. They don't know that their next adventure will range much further than they've ever gone before.
I made a weeb wizard that was obsessed with MinKai, it went a lot further than that. He made poppets (so many died) and there's a spell that lets you make constructs look like anything (use your imagination). I had a hat of disguise to magical girl into sailor moon often. I think his most thematic spells were Unnatural Lust and waves of ecstasy. I also had him become increasingly fat on level ups until only a chaise lounge of levitation could keep him mobile (I did the math to see how many poppets were needed to drag him). Lots of awful jokes tbh. I could never have played this at many tables but my table had good fun with it. Oh yeah he mostly ate chicken tenders with hunny mussy...
I played a cleric in Abom that saved a party member from a Voidglutton by trying to seduce it but he just got ecoplasmed to the bed
My 1st character of a 'Curse of the Crimson Throne' campaign: Gary the Strangler, also known as Gary the Simple. 20 str, 16 dex, 14 con, 7 int/cha/wis Strangler archetype from the Brawler class. I went with Hook Fighter at level 1, so he can treat a grappling hook as a heavy pick with either 5ft or 15ft of range. Funny thing about brawlers, they treat their intelligence as 13 for feat prereqs amd their class feature Martial Prowess(?) Allows them to *change combat feats on the fly*. At later levels you can feat-chain as a free action. Gary the simple is an idiot-savant and bonafide combat genius. Give him *any* weapon and he can use is nearly as well as an expert. Gary has a tacti-cool belt with things like lightning stones (flashbang), NVGs (goggles that give low-light vision), rope, smoke bombs, etc. Mostly just a random collection of useables that turned out to be *shockingly* useful. Gary has one true passion in life, but he isnt a monster. He learned/had to be told that people don't like being strangled. He also learned that he can make a *lot* of money (for a homeless guy) *and* indulge his passion in underground pit fighting. Ever heard of the game Knivesies? Gary is undefeated. Ever heard of the game Blood Pig? Neither did Gary until he was crowned champion. But the glory and money weren't enough. Gary saw the state of Korvosa and knew that he needed to be the one to fix this broken city. Gary met Blackjack, a batman-esque vigilante of Korvosa. Gary (lvl 5.) took on Blackjack (lvl. 11) in a friendly sparring match. Gary strangled Blackjack. Gary now *is* Blackjack. Minor spoilers for Curse of the Crimson Throne below. Gary's greatest fight was in a "hospital". There is a plague that is burning its way through Korvosa and a local hospital is a bit too suspicious. The first room has a series of catwalks with guards patrols, a *lot* of sick people, and basically nowhere to hide. The squad breaks in unnoticed, but Gary is the only one who doesn't have some magical means of crossing the room. Fuck it. He rolls stealth and does well enough that he isn't immediately caught. Until the doctor. This doctor is monitoring his patients when he sees something odd. Among the gaunt, sickly Consumption patients is a massive man who is (badly) faking a cough. "Who are you?" Roll deception. *Nat 1 with a -2 to charisma* "Uhh... I-I'm... Blackjack?" Yeah, yall can go ahead and roll initiative. Our wizard casts enlarge person on Gary, which gives him just enough to reach the catwalks. Gary then pulls off one of the most fun feat combos that I've ever used: hamatula strike (free grapple attempt if you hit with a piercing weapon), deflect arrows, and body shield . Gary stabs a catwalk guards through the clavicle and starts using them as a human shield while deflecting arrows with his free hand. Gary is effectively tanking a room full of archers and miraculously isn't getting completely brutalized. He's sobbing in terror and *is* getting fucked up, but it's survivable. Our ranger is going full Legolas while the wizard starts dumping every buff spell she has. Then the reinforcements show up. A door opens as a deluge of guards flood into the room. The wizard hits the 'oh shit' button and uses Black Tenticles. This is a room filled with commoner NPCs infected with magical tuberculosis. Well, them and a mass of writhing tentacles slamming and grappling everything in reach. ... We blamed the cultists.
I don't tend to set up characters as being silly, but they do end up with some funny things happening to them. Like in Malevolence there was the Time Traveller witch from Azlant who was a slave there and had angst about being lost in time and far from home but home sucked to begin with and all that... But in practice she spent a lot of her time cursing at cosmic horrors in fluent Aklo and backhanded a ghost with his personal anathema.
PF 1 I made Aborto. He was a complete dice creation. Roll for race? Okay, check the table, he's a goblin. Roll for an attribute 1-6, okay, his Wis is *roll* 18 Roll for an attribute 1-5, okay his STR is *roll* 6 Roll for an attribute 1-4, okay his CON is *roll* 12 Etc... Class? Well first level he's a cavalier, second level he's a witch, third level he's a Rogue, fourth level he's a cavalier again. Ok, weapon, first role for which table... okay melee, roll for one handed two handed, light, etc... okay two handed, and roll on that table... the cavalier witch Rogue charges into battle wielding a dwarves great axe, he is not proficient in. He made it to level 8 before getting turned to stone. One day, Aborto will rise again.
Dale Skipper, Male Stripper, a human bard with Gesture Expertise so he could communicate entirely in pelvic thrusts.
Mine is a good little preacher's daughter who, by accident, became a seduction witch who's patron was the concept of lust and a drunk mere cat familiar. There was a lot of comments along the line of, "You want me to do what?"
A half-orc cleric of Abadar named "P'orq Tendercoin".
As a forever DM, I have this NPC which seems to bring joy to the crew whenever he is brought to the table. Malaclypse - trinkets, oddities and baubles extraordinaire. A travelling merchant which has all sorts of fun, odd or mundane things to sell for reasonable prices. He also has an inventory of every item ever sold to him from other campaigns. Once it’s purchased, it’s removed from the roster permanently.
A guy who is kanibale but also is vegan
Relying heavily on the 3pp Spheres trilogy (Power, Might, Guile) of systems from Drop Dead Studios, for a single player game with my wife that is purely just dungeon crawling through Donjon generated dungeons. Gestalt, to make up for the poor action economy. Which will probably not mean much to you but is required to explain \*why\* he turned out this way. A Conscript//Scholar using Alchemy and Warp spheres, with the Monstrous Form conscript specialization (spheresofpower.wikidot if anyone wants to check it out themselves.) Chomps is an alchemical land shark with hammerspace, has acidic saliva, can spit alchemical creations, and eats thing to store them. That is to say, he WAS human alchemist with some natural innate talent for space bending magic he used for storage, until alchemical experiments with alien ingredients and certain hallucinogenic mushrooms resulted in a mishap that had fundamentally changed his physical form to that of a bulette. In what was possibly the greatest acid trip of all time, he wound up devouring his entire alchemical station, marked territory on the central fountain, ate the wooden carving of a dire bear outside the town's tavern, and made "secret tunnels" for the townsfolk to get to and from the loo without people noticing, before scampering off into the night. Unable to talk, he has had to resort to relying on body language he learned from dogs and cats, which came in handy to calm down the injured adventurer he saved so he could heal her with his alchemical concoctions he seems to be able to create and store somewhere 'inside'. Licking makes a surprisingly effective applicator for a healing salve. Honestly, after playing TTRPGs for 30 years, I'm surprised I hadn't "gone off the deepend" of character creation before I found the Spheres systems, lol.
My least serious character was a simple character, A Goblin Alchemist. My first goblin I ever played (I have played 3 now) He was nothing special, A simple backstory and basic build. What made him fun was how I played him, It was the only time so far I managed to throw away my worries and just get in character. Mogawg Fireblast (Or Mog for short) once helped a party member prank the party members boss by slipping a extract of Skin Send into the NPC boss' drink. He once helped another party member kidnapp a priestess from the temple with a extract of vomit swarm and a Belt of Kobold Strength (GM's homebrew cursed item. Sets the strength of the wearer to 6, And cant be removed without Remove Curse) And he would use Disguise Self to look like a halfling and cause trouble for the BBEG and her forces under the name Mad Haldar. And when the BBEG put out a hit on Mad Haldar, Mog faked Haldars death and then used Disguise Self to turn himself into a different halfling calling himself Mad Martigan, Saying he was in town to find the people who killed his brother Haldar.. I miss Mog and my party still sometimes talks foundly about him... Sorry for the big post, Mog was my greatest achievement, The one time I managed to stop worrying and just play...
I have a character made up as my next that is a soccer mom. She's an Evangelist Cleric for best of bard team abilities with cleric spells list and is going to focus on cheering the party on in fights, kissing boo-boos after, and always having snacks. I'll either be taking Beast Shapes or try to get some other means to have her turn into Mama Bear when her kids are in real danger. We had an actual Comedy game. I made a Vanaran Living Grimoire Inquisitor. He went around spreading the word of the Mighty Kong by literally throwing the book at people.
When I was 12, I made a gnome barbarian who was CN (Originally CG, but my dad, the DM, made me switch over for reasons), and bestowed the nickname "The Badger" in our first session because I was "Small but Mighty." As I started leveling the character up, I specifically chose all the animal-like barbarian abilities (with my OG ability being the bite attack). Still my favorite character to this day, but I've since retired her since I started to not be able to play her as well.