Courtesy of Monday 21 November 2016's Deadlands: Hell on Earth session at Odin's Table.
“You are the definition of literal, aren’t you?”
“No. Literal is different to what I am.”
“No thanks, I’m literally full to bursting. Ooh, I’ll have jellybeans, though.”
GM: “I’ll let you use Persuasion or Tale Tellin’.”
Player: “Amazing, I am good at none of those skills.”
“Am I the only one who likes the cinnamon jellybeans?”
“Yes! Weirdo!”
“What are you guys building?”
“It’s an inator!”
NPC: “It’s a vacuum cleaner.”
Elliot: “You’re gonna have to talk real SLOWLY, like ...”
Maggie: “It cleans vacuums?”
Vincent: “You don’t really need to clean things in a vacuum.”
“If the ship coming had a cannon ...”
“WHICH WE’RE NOT SAYING IT DOES.”
“Brilliant. We’ve invented the Molotov cocktail thrower.”
“I’m glad you’re helpful. It just unsettles me a little.”
“He wasn’t listening! Nooo!”
“No, he was listening. He just wasn’t surprised.”
“Come on, papa needs a 12!” (rolls) “... Or a four.”
GM: “You hear a bell ringing furiously in the distance.”
Player 1: “We all know what that means ...!”
Player 2: “Dinner!”
“Attack them, my waspy minions!”
“That pretty much sums up the previous adventure.”
“You have a cannon in your head. A head cannon. - I made a fanfiction joke!”
“I’ve seen this before. Let him bleed out and die and move on with your life.”
“Here, hold something dangerous so you look more scary while I blast them with my brain!”
To be continued!
