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Caliva Lanor: Christopher Lin (linc99@mit.edu)
Human, Female, Pilot/Commando
CAUSE OF DEATH: Dehydration...decided to bring 6 million credit Force impact laser instead of a canteen.
EPITAPH: May the Force be with you.
Capt. Jade Murdock: Tamara Putman (nis75p06@mindspring.com)
Female human starship captain, GURPS
CAUSE OF DEATH: After landing her Tech Level 13 corvette on a Tech Level 8 world, Cpt. Murdock burst into a warehouse holding facility and started single-handedly taking out all of the Patrol guards. Every roll was a success, most critical successes. Poor Cpt. Murdock got cocky and spun around a turn without checking her six only to have the last surviving guard empty an Uzi into her back. Seems Cpt. Murdock forgot to wear body armour that day. Very messy.
EPITAPH: Jade Murdock always listened to her mother. Clean underwear she remembered, but clean body armour...?
Captain Jake Balitor: Male, Planetary defense Aerotech pilot, Battletech
CAUSE OF DEATH: A big ego and bad luck - Jake was an experienced pilot. JF forces decided to say "Hello" to the planet Arc-Royal. Jake killed five omnifighters and then decided to go refuel. Along the way, he saw a JF dropship with no fighter escort. Jake went right at it, however he ran out of fuel. Defensive knocked him unconscious, and he drifted right into the planets gravity pull. Jake ended up flying right into the planet at terminal velocity.
EPITAPH: I got you you bastard! *putt putt putt...WHEEZE...* Oh f***! Thus ends Jake's 2 year career for Fedcom*
Captain Wothy: Steve Achenbach (ilikepie@usa.net)
Male, Masked Vigilante, Heros Unlimited
CAUSE OF DEATH: During a battle, he grabbed a random civilian to use as a human shield. Unfortunately, the person he grabbed happened to be an undercover hired goon (named "Hyur D'Gune") working for his opponent. Hyur D'Gune just happened to have the superpower "explode."
EPITAPH: KA-BOOM!!!
Causabon: The Fred
Male 15th level assassin, dnd 3e
CAUSE OF DEATH: Ok, so Causabon accidently cut off the head of old man's assisstant, the only one who could tell us were he had gone. You shouldn't try to backstab an assassin, they take offense. Anyway, the town was going to search the old man's house the next day becasue they were worried about the old man, so we had to hide the body. Avo (read in big ass fighter) and Causaon snuck the body out of the center of town and into the woods. A half mile into the woods. Did I mention we had quartered the body to make it easier to move? The rest of the party had been disgusted and stayed behind. The smell of carnage drew wolves, 12 uber-dire wolves. Did I mention we were in Ravenloft? No problem, Causabon has a nifty chaos bag, he reaches in and pulls out...a hole? Must be a hole to somewhere so Causabon yells "Avo, in the hole" and jumps in, followed by the fighter. It was a hole to somewhere alright, it led down, 200ft. I suppose in retrospect that makes perfect sense.
EPITAPH: Hey! We're in Ravenloft, Let's split up and go into the woods at night with fresh meat!
Celicollo Wohlberg: Michael 'Commander Stab' Haythorpe
Male Human Heavy Gear Pilot, Heavy Gear
CAUSE OF DEATH: On Celicollo's first mission, he was with a squad to infiltrate an enemy military base, which was surrounded by hidden pits filled with anti-HG spikes. Celicollo somersaulted over the outer fences, and ended up head first through a spike. Fortunately, the spike just missed the cockpit, keeping Celicollo alive. Thinking quickly, Celicollo hit the eject button. Unfortunately, being upside down, Celicollo only earned himself a very quick ride to a very sharp spike.
EPITAPH: How annoying... My name was longer than my life.
Charlie: Mike Klassen (maklasse@hotmail.com)
Male Hobbit Ranger, MERP / Rolemaster
CAUSE OF DEATH: In a titanic battle against a dragon, 2 mages (15 lvl each) and 1 fighter (18 lvl) died. The dragon was terribly wounded and it began to fly away. With thoughts of owning the ENTIRE hoard plus the experience, Charlie was desperate to kill it. He ripped out his crossbow, charged under the flying dragon and fired straight up at it's weaker underbelly, killing it in one shot! The dead dragon then fell on poor Charlie, crushing him like the proverbial bug.
EPITAPH: IT'S MINE!!! THE GOLD IS ALL MI [splat].
Chris:
Male Dwarf, AD&D
CAUSE OF DEATH: Chris and his cleric brother were chasing a mage. The mage jumped down a VERY deep chasm and cast Feather Fall. The cleric followed, jumping fearlessly and putting a Ring of Feather Fall to good use. Chris followed. [GM]: "Errrrm Chris, how are you going to stop your descent?" [Chris]: "Oh S**T!"
EPITAPH: How come I'm passing them both??
Christopher (A low-level ranger): Christopher (happynorker@yahoo.com)
Male Human Ranger, AD&D 1st Ed
CAUSE OF DEATH: The party had tied all their 50' ropes together and were using them to mark the halls. They came across a deep pit. The ranger decided to jump. He tied one of the ropes around his waist and the other two fighters held the opposite end. The theory was, if he missed the far edge, the other two could stop his fall and pull him back up. The ranger leaped, and missed the far end. It wasn't until this exact moment that the group realized that they'd never untied all the ropes... the ranger was plummeting down a 30' pit with 200' of rope.
EPITAPH: "If I yell, run.... AAAAAAAGH!" =THUD!=
Christopher Hangell: Jori Palomeki (flencer@hotmail.com)
Male British PFC, Air Borne Commando Division (homemade)
CAUSE OF DEATH: Sheer stupidity. Hangell was a British special forces paratrooper. He and private MacWel were on a mission to blow up a German munitions train. They saw a guard booth with a sleeping guard in it, and began to discuss what to do. They soon started to argue, and the German guard woke up and shot Hangell with an MP40 smg.
EPITAPH: "You break the window, I throw a grenade in!" "No! I'll open the door and cut his throat!" [a short SMG burst] "AAAAaaaaarrrrrghh!" "Oh SH*T!" [another short burst] "Eaaaaaarrrghhh!"
Cinnamon Earthmantle: W. Lee Beard (corwyn_stjames@hotmail.com)
Female NPC Halfling Fighter/Thief, AD&D 2nd Ed.
CAUSE OF DEATH: On an excursion into the Underdark, the party slaughtered a large den of Hook Horrors. They came across a tunnel made of extremely slippery glass-rock. Bob the priest came up with a "brilliant" plan: jury-rig a sled out of the Horrors' shells and barrel through the unknown, pitch-dark tunnel at a break-neck pace. After some A-Team style repairs, the sleds were ready to go. About a mile down the tunnel, one wall of the corridor droppped off to a narrow (no, I mean really narrow) ledge and a 100 foot fall to a rocky floor below.
EPITAPH: "Hey, Guys! I call it a Bob-sled!"
Cinder: Dave Morse (sirvante@yahoo.com)
Male 2nd level Elven FireMage, AD&D 2nd Ed.
CAUSE OF DEATH: Cinder chased 10 pirates into an alley. The alley was a dead end. The pirates turned and charged back. Cinder cut the bag of malotovs from his belt (holding 28 flasks), tossed it in the air, and cast burning hands! All 10 pirates died, while cinder made the saving throw! True, he was still on fire, but that's why the fighter STOMPED out the flames.
EPITAPH: He told the ranger he needed the ring of fire resistance more than she did!
Circa: J.G.Elmlsie (j-elmslie@suzerain.net)
Void. the soulless antihero, Suzerain Live Realms
CAUSE OF DEATH: In the prototype game of Suzerain Live Realms at GenConUK 99, the players were faced with an antihero, Circa. When the confrontation with Circa took place, the players were under-equipped, and facing a clearly more powerful enemy. It was a Live roleplaying game, and we forgot to check out the venue. One of the players found a sledgehammer in a corner, and he had it behind his back. Circa never knew what hit him.
EPITAPH: "even bad guys have their problems."
Clansman Mk2: Andy Bigwood (Skeltm@aol.com)
Male, Battlesuit Hero, Champions/Fuzion
CAUSE OF DEATH: "Ok we've redesigned your armour with the new Fuzion/Mekton technology we purchased from the Americans. This should improve the armour's stopping power by 150%. Go over there and stand in front of that 10 megawatt laser." (only a 10d6 Energy Blast) Fzzzzzzt (critical failure rule - ignore suit armour) Clang (now empty suit hitting ground)
EPITAPH: Departmental Memo 11292: All Clansman operators shall ware kevlar underware when on active duty, Random Inspections WILL be held
Cnameless: Steve Achenbach (ilikepie@usa.net)
Male Troubleshooter, Paranoia
CAUSE OF DEATH: Attempted to survive in "Paranoia."
EPITAPH: Oh, well.
Com-R-Rad: Kevin (Tifa_the_mouse@hotmail.com)
Male Troubleshooter, Paranoia
CAUSE OF DEATH: Saying his name quickly to the computer.
EPITAPH: Computer: "Citizen, please state your Identity"
Com-R-Rad: "Com-r-rad"
Computer: "I'm not your comrad, and you are a pinko commie traitor." *sounds of lazerfire* "Have a nice day"
Corinth: James Mayfield
Male Human Mage, Baldur's Gate II
CAUSE OF DEATH: I tried to see if harmful spells could be cast on myself. They can.
EPITAPH: Suicide is painless. I hope.
Count Marcus Natoko: Wolfgang B. (no address)
Male Starship Captain, Traveller
CAUSE OF DEATH: While the party fought a large group of arctic wolves, the Count's attache (Meeho) hung back, setting up the tripod-mounted machinegun. By the time the gun was assembled and loaded, The Count was just about to dispatch the one remaining wolf. Meeho, determined to use the big gun after taking so long to assemble it, set the weapon on full-automatic and fired. The large calliber bullets ripped through the back of the Count's skull. The wolf, in the ensuing confusion, escaped unharmed.
EPITAPH: Hey, uh Meeho? Point that thing someplace else!
Crim aka T'nesia Cthulu: Gleeful_Reaper
Female elven physad, Shadowrun
CAUSE OF DEATH: Kicked a Great dragon in the nads
EPITAPH: Maybe you weren't bright but you were fun.
Cumulous Icyfingers: Luke Harris
Male Elven Ice Mage , AD&D
CAUSE OF DEATH: The party discovered a glowing pool. Initially cautious, one PC sipped from the pool. The lucky sap gained full HP and "bonus" constitution, raising HP even more. Upon seeing this, every other PC leaped in greedily, bathing in the pool. Their HP began increasing exponentially. Initially overjoyed, the celebrations began. Suddenly, Cumulous exploded into gobs of glowing flesh. We deduced that once HP doubled, extreme positive energy caused the PC to blow up. We panicked and began beating each other with full force to stave off spontaneous combustion, all for naught.
EPITAPH: All from the of curiosity of a fool, the party succumbed to a pool.
Daen'l : Rob (no address)
Male, Human CS Grunt, Rifts
CAUSE OF DEATH: Remember Raiders of the Lost Ark...well...the GM had just seen that movie on tape....You see a medium-sized box just standing there...what are you going to do?...Oh, and by the way, there are several bodies scattered around, bones bleached by the sun and all...anyway...(excercise left up to reader)
EPITAPH: RICH RICH RICH I'm GONNA BE ...umm...oh shi...
Daerna: Ben (Dorf58@Hotmail.com)
Male Dwarven Fighter/Priest 10th lvl, AD&D 2nd edition
CAUSE OF DEATH: Was fleeing from a cloud giant castle located on top of a 16000ft mountain on griffon-back. The griffin was critically struck by a giant thrown boulder, breaking it's wing and throwing Daerna from it's back. Needless to say it was a very long fall, ending in Daerna splattering all over the countryside. off it's back...
EPITAPH: Oh my... this is gonna hurt...
Dagmar: Glenn Patton (gamer@montana.com)
Male Troll Street Samurai, Shadowrun
CAUSE OF DEATH: Stepped on a mine while clearing a building in South America. Party bandaged him up and left him to finish the mission. Upon extraction, no-one realized he was missing. Character bled to death.
EPITAPH: Hey guys, I don't think this pressure bandage is supposed to le...
Dalmain: Nicholas Rodgers (nicholas.rodgers@jcu.edu.au)
Male Cleric, D&D
CAUSE OF DEATH: Eaten by a T-Rex(natural 20). After thinking that he could get past the creatures feet. Not to mention slamming a hammer on it's feet. Resurected. Then eaten by a Black Dragon(Natural 20). But was cut out. Is now taking a well deserved rest in a monastery somewhere.
EPITAPH: Eaten, but never forgotten.
Dalrik: Lex
Male Human Magic-user 6th lvl, AD&D 1st ed.
CAUSE OF DEATH: During one of his adventures Dalrik was forced to become the lackey of a very powerful and evil NPC. This NPC wanted to go and kill a pesky Archmage and dragged Dalrik along to provide some magic-missile backup. In the first round of combat, the evil NPC rolled a 2 on his saving throw vs a disintegration spell. Dalrik's rear-end was peppered with 9 magic-missiles the very next round. Poor Dalrik.
EPITAPH: Here lies Dalrik/Pushing up the lawn/He never meant to get involved/He was just a lowly pawn.
Dan "Wahoo" McDaniel: Bob Senkewicz (senk@monmouth.com)
Male Monk (1st level), AD&D 1st Edition
CAUSE OF DEATH: He joined a group descending in to the planes of hell to do battle with Tiamat. As she returned to her lair, Dan jumped upon the highest boulder he could find. He wanted to buy a little time for the group by drawing her attention and let out his call sign "Waaaaaahoooooo". This was followed quickly by a bolt of lightning from the Blue head. All that remained of his 6 hit points was slag.
EPITAPH: Does he get a saving throw?
Dan Sparil: Ian Richard (burningbush99@hotmail.com)
REF Cyclone Rider, ROBOTECH
CAUSE OF DEATH: The group was ambushed by two Invid troopers before breaking camp. Straddling his bike and firing some wild shots, Sergeant Sparil lured the troopers away from the campsite. The party prepped their single Alpha fighter and slagged the troopers with a barrage of missiles. Sparil looked back to the Alpha pilot, gave a victorious thumbs up and a wide grin, and crashed into an oak tree at 120mph.
EPITAPH: It was the damned'st thing, not a piece of ol' Danno left after the smoke cleared, save for that toothy grin of his embedded in the oak.
Darneth: Eric Jenkins (ejenkins@cybermania.net)
Male Fighter/Magic User, AD&D
CAUSE OF DEATH: While using a Wand of Wonder, which randomly generates one of ten magic spells, was toasted by the Wand's randomly generated fireball in a 10x10 room--6 times over!
EPITAPH: It can't be a fireball this time!
Daryl Grant: Steve Keck (theophobic@msn.com)
Male Occult Investigator, Call of Cthulhu (1990s)
CAUSE OF DEATH: Daryl (an extreme arachnophobic) led the party up the stairway of an old house. THOUSANDS of spiders began repelling down threads and landing on the party. Daryl failed his Sanity check and began shooting the bugs off, all while screaming and crying. He shot himself 3 times in the arm, in the shoulder, his right kneecap, and blew most of his left foot off. The stairs blocked by the party, he tumbled over the railing, fell to the floor, and jumped through a window. Daryl crawled away from the house and saw a giant spider-man-beast-thing. He reloaded his pistol and shot himself in the head.
EPITAPH: No epitaph for Daryl, but I do have a message for all you Call of Cthulhu players: When your GM says your character has gone stark raving insane, don't wimp out. Half the fun of CoC is in going nuts.
December "Christmas" O'Rielly: Joe Hatfield (joshuapuck@hotmail.com)
Male Elven "Face" PhysAd, Shadowrun
CAUSE OF DEATH: The group was in the lobby of a research facility fighting security guards. Christmas gets his hands on a White Phosphorus grenade, but forgets to set the timer. (Note he was an anti-Tir na nOg "terrorist" with no demolition skills). He manages to lob the grenade into the balcony and dives forward for cover to avoid the shock blast. Unfortunately, the guard managed to pick up the grenade and throw it back. The grenade lnded right in front of Christmas' face, with no time left to throw it back.
EPITAPH: "And in other news, the blackened skeleton of an unknown elf was found in the lobby of..."
Dequan: Brian Lassen
Male Half-Elf, Thief/Mage, AD&D
CAUSE OF DEATH: After finding several boobie trapped chests sending out puffs of poison gas in an abandoned Lizard Men colony, Dequan meant that the uttermost percaution was needed. Carefully cheking for traps he finally gave his lock picking tool the final twist and signed with relief when nothing happened and the lock opened... only to discover that his hands was black from the poison the chest had been smeared in.
EPITAPH: Good thing I was wearing my black gloves - wait, I don't wear gloves?
Dirk Ravenlock: Evan Weidner
Male Human Psionicist, Mystara AD&D
CAUSE OF DEATH: Luck favored this psionicist. Every time he was overmatched, he managed to lay to rest every big monster that was thrown at him with his katana and a nice 20 on his to hit roll. Every check was passed with flying colors, and even a deck of many things yeilded stat bonuses and fortune only. But right near the end of the long campaign, at the last battle, he died by the breath weapon of a dracolich. Only one number on the dice that could have caused that.
EPITAPH: Ha! Just watch me... oh.
Djehad Small: Gunnar Ganz (gganz@pae-gmbh.de)
Male Human / Mechpilot, Battletech / Mechwarrior
CAUSE OF DEATH: Piloting a 75-Ton Marauder, Djehad engaged what seemed like an easy kill, a patrol of 3 20-Ton Mechs. After reducing the first Scout to scrap, he wondered why the other two were not running away. The Scout in front of him raised its left arm and fired a red light. His laughing stopped when his computer said, "Warning. Long Range Missile Lock. Impact in 2 - 1..."
EPITAPH: He was brave. He was tall. He was stupid enough to forget that even the smallest piece can call in Artillery!
D'lenn: Bryan Johnston (soulofanangel@hotmail.com)
Female Elven Thief, AD&D 2nd ed.
CAUSE OF DEATH: While exploring Mrannath's tower, the party came to a prayer room dominated by a statue of the Goddess of flame. The statue was 50 feet high and had a large Ruby in it's head. I decided to climb up and steal the ruby but as I got to the top, someone in the party said, "I bet that the statue comes to life, or something". It did. The statue burst out into flames. I climbed higher to escape the flames only to have to jump when I reached the top. Splat. The party Cleric tried to heal me but the same voice said, "I'll bet the statue chases us now, or something". It did. We died.
EPITAPH: Never give a sadistic DM ideas when you're in a vulnerable position. Gag vocal party members early.
Dmitri Nabokov: Tue S. Rasmussen (Player) (brianbuyman@hotmail.com)
Male Human Mindwalker, Alternity
CAUSE OF DEATH: The group was being chased by a Dimensional Horror. Dmitri wanted to run to the monster with 10 kgs of explosives and use his psychic powers to escape before the blast or the monster got him. Good plan apart from the fact that Dmitri messed up his initiative big time, so instead of time slipping away from the Horror, he was killed by it and dropped the explosives, which had a pressure switch. The resulting explosion levelled a good part of the wood and killed the Dimensional Horror.
EPITAPH: If you wanna be a hero, make sure you are fast enough!
Dr. Heinrich Hoffstedder: Walt Smith (smithw@hartwick.edu)
Male, Crazed German Physician, Call of Cthulu
CAUSE OF DEATH: Not making it to a game session. Sea monster is eating the ship,everyone makes for the lifeboats - GM has my character hide in the cargo hold.
EPITAPH: I knew I had a campy Prussian accent, but I never realized it bugged them so much...
Draanor Lightningmind: Matan Gilat (tomgilat@inter.net.il)
Male Human Conjurer, AD&D
CAUSE OF DEATH: Dragon fell on him, POST MORTEM!
EPITAPH: Should have ducked left, not right.
Duke: Ken G.
Male Human Mercenary, Shadowrun
CAUSE OF DEATH: I based the character on Uncle Duke from the Doonsbury newspaper strip. The GM set up a "blind meet" with the party. I didn't know that this gaming group had a reputation for killing off PCs. The paranoid Duke asks, "Did Zonker send you?" This makes the other characters paranoid. The other heavily armed characters. The resulting firefight, thanks to the Shadowrun "Bucket-O-Dice" combat system, took up the rest of the evening. Duke was shot full of holes and cut to pieces by a troll's axe.
EPITAPH: Famous Last Words: "...umm, we're all friends here... Right, guys... ?"
Draen: B. Dols
Male Elven Fighter, AD&D 2nD Edition
CAUSE OF DEATH: Got his butt kicked by a thirteen-year-old girl. After attacking her for a long time, he realized his weapons couldn't harm her. When she started to change into tiger-form, he realized his peril and fled. She pounced on him from behind and clawed him to death (the girl was actually a weretigress).
EPITAPH: If there is a next time, I will never underestimate the fury of a thirteen-year-old girl.
Drongo: Peter Stormare (no address)
Male Bounty Hunter, Star Wars RPG
CAUSE OF DEATH: While Drongo was on the desert planet of Tatooine, he was asked by a Bothan to bring him some facts about a new starfighter the Empire was developing. Drongo was quite a rotten bastard, and the price of 1,000,000 credits sort of attracted him. When he came to the imperial base, he was stepped on by an AT-AT while trying to figure out what he could do with that much money.
EPITAPH: "Let's see now. For 1,000,000 credits I can buy a new..... OH SHI......"
Durin Brightaxe: Dave Womble (mortalwombat@hotmail.com)
Male Dwarven warrior, GURPS
CAUSE OF DEATH: While trying to save the rest of the party from crossbow wielding lizardmen, he critically failed his dodge roll, and took a bolt to the eye, critically failed health roll began falling to the ground and then impaled himself on the back of his axe.
EPITAPH: Never was there a blade so bright in all of Thulin's realm.
Dvenelok: Richard Avesh (no address)
Male Mage, Shadowrun
CAUSE OF DEATH: His body was hit and dragged by a bus while he was in Astral form, and couldn't return to physical state.
EPITAPH: You can never find mass transit when you need it...
Dwan Gomer: Bryan Van Lieshout
Male troll physical mage, Shadowrun
CAUSE OF DEATH: I stole a datachip from a reasearch compound. We were almost out when the other running group ambushed us and stole the datachip. My charactor ran after them. I followed the man with the chip into the hospital across the street. We went up to the third floor when I heard a hissing sound. I paid no attantion and fired my gun. The man I was chasing had pulled the hose out of the oxygen tank. The third floor was reduced to rubble as 5 stories fell on top of him.
EPITAPH: Anyone have any marshmellows?
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