As a GM, I am
stridently against min-maxing. I don't even give bonuses for stats anymore. I
avoid plus ones as if they had wronged my family. I'll let you shapeshift into
a dragon, but you can say goodbye to the concept
of a +3 sword. In my games nothing stacks.
● My Star Wars d6 wookie can shrug off a direct hit from blaster rifle. With 7 dice in martial arts, he can easily rip off the arms of 4 mooks a turn.
● My fighter from Swords of the Inner Sea taught himself ventriloquism, fire breathing and stilt walking, skills our wizards can't pull off, and he also hits like a truck.
● My Delta Green guy has 70 in Craft: Anarchist's Cookbook. It lets me get away with anything.
● A few days ago I played a Flailsnails game where my level 1 character had 23 HP, dealt 1d4+4 with her bare hands, and could turn into an owl.
I don't cheat. I just ask the GM nicely, and then grab the system by the throat.
It began pretty early; one of
my first consistent games was 3.5, and my GM was an unabashed munchkin. I spent
two months accomplishing nothing much. This was still the most fun playing
D&D I'd ever had; friends count for a lot. But my skill rolls were weak and my
damage weaker. The plot was too confusing for me to ever have a firm grasp on.
I just contented myself to being silly while eating chips.
Then we fought the
adamantine golem. We had excellent tactics; I was using stone shape to
immobilize the thing. The bard was singing his song of unmaking, doubling damage
against constructs. Spells were flying. But the damn thing was healing too
fast, and none of our damage stuck. Then I realized we had an NPC paladin with
us. I asked her to attack the golem.
Her full attack dealt over 400 damage, and killed it in one round.
Her full attack dealt over 400 damage, and killed it in one round.
So I asked the GM to
borrow her character sheet and copied her build. And then I improved it. This
process took 3 days of scouring splat books and learning the intricacies of
3.5. Doing my taxes is literally easier. But my next characters did 3000 damage
a turn. Many of our foes ignored normal damage, but it was a damn good
start.
Moral of the story:
when your GM is a munchkin, everyone
needs to be a munchkin.
That fear of
powerlessness hangs with me, I think. To want to do but be unable. Death by my
own foolishness is fine and usually hilarious, but death by powerlessness
demoralizes me. I leave the game sad and defeated.
Powerless and
afraid. I feel those emotions enough in the real world. I have no need of them
in my games. My players don't either: by taking away everyone's high numbers, I level the playing field. The thing stopping you from being a hero won't be your to hit score.
I guess that's why I min max.
Oh lord what amazing memories this brings back. That game was bonkers
ReplyDeleteI have read this post several times and to this day I still wonder about that level 1 character you mention. Like what system was that under, because I can't think of any form of B/X that can let a level 1 pc start with that many hit points, unless they do insane shit like letting you add your entire CON score to your HP.
ReplyDeleteYour comment made me curious so I dug up an old character sheet. And yet at 3rd level she is listed as having only 10 hit points.
DeleteWas I exaggerating? Or straight up lying? The details escape me. Much of the shenanigans back then revolved around obscure spells from stuff like the Arduin Grimoire (and access to Permanency at too young a level), so perhaps I included an unremembered buff.
It is entirely possible. Thank you for actually checking though, I was quite curious about that. Mind you I get that, I have a character in a pickup game right now who has ended up probably WAY stronger than he should be, but the GM is fine with it so...I guess I'm fine with it too!
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