War! Is banned at my tables. With extreme prejudice. To the point where every player is warned once, then any future acknowledgement is met with a sack full of clementines to the groin and the character meets a swarthy dwarf carrying a life-sized Bubba The Love Troll doll.

That's unfair to the clementines.

~Umi

When someone asks if they are on the wrong team.....

Thats a good one.

You see my tagline? That's when you know you're on the wrong team.

-Tir

When you are the only one in your group with a pulse and casting a reflection.

Technically, you are on the right team . . it's just that you are more likely to be playing the role of emergency provisions than whatever your character supposedly does . .

I heard the voice of gru

Well, probably not surprising, since I play him with a horrible fake Russian accent. Which was honed over several years in a different roleplaying campaign. On a character who was part of an neo-Soviet communist superhero team. Based out of Rhode Island.

It was not the most serious of campaigns.






-k

Was the Team name 'The Rhode Island Reds' ?

Everyone ELSE kept calling them that.

They were officially "Glorious People's Justice Squad Section Nine".







-k

First thing I thought of too...

I would have also gone with the Providence Pinkos, but that can carry other connotations.

Every other member of the team goes around in a black lined coat with dual katanas strapped to their backs moaning about how special they are and how no-one understands them.

Your teammates have moral codes that they demand you follow. These preclude theft and even littering. They threaten you with death if you don't comply.

One of your teammates is outspokenly prejudiced against your character.

Your GM takes a break from GMing to run with your team and crafts his character specifically to be able to kill you if it comes to that.

When planning a run, they put a gun to your head if you don't like their ideas.

They force one of your contacts to risk his life at gunpoint.

They recruit a new teammate without telling you about it, and when he arrives in the middle of a firefight, rather than telling you he's on your side, they subdue you.

When you become possessed by some unknown force, after knocking you out they destroy all of your magical foci for good measure.

No, that's a different problem. Those are signs that you are playing in the wrong gaming group.