[quote=““Ayezur at GodAwful Fanfiction””]
I have a story! I have a story!
I belonged to a tabletop RPG group for about two years. Very early on, a bunch of Jehovah’s Witnesses found out when and where we met every week. Theyt started popping by and forcing us to deal with them for most of the session. I mean, we’d tell them to go away and about twenty minutes later they’d come back.
Thus, we concocted a plan.
Next session, the other DM and I (we co-DMed) brought black robes. When the Witnesses showed up, the other DM answered the door in his black robe and engaged the Witnesses in chitchat. I waited a few minutes, then came in in my black robes carrying the Book of Vile Darkness (this is an actually roleplaying book on how to play and construct evil characters), title prominently displayed.
Me: Hey, where’re the kitchen knives? And hurry up, we’re about to start.
Other DM: Third drawer on your right.
I walk into the kitchen, open a drawer, shuffle the utensils around, shut the door, and go into the back room where th rest of the group was. Thsi was the cue for them to start chanting in Latin (they were reciting lines from Monty Python) and one to start screamign through a bit of cloth he’d shoved in his mouth to make it sound like he was gagged.
The Witnesses never came back. And there was much rejoicing.
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That story rocks.