The Gamers: Dorkness Rising (2008)
Brian S. Lewis: Brother Silence, Cass, Rennard
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Quotes
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Brother Silence : He who stumbles around in darkness with a stick is blind. But he who... sticks out in darkness... is... fluorescent!
[beat]
Lodge : Lose fifty experience.
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Lodge : [narrating] Flynn is alone with the Grimmoire.
Leo : I stab it! Wait! I BACKSTAB it!
Cass : Good call.
Lodge : Y-y-you can't backstab it! You can't *sneak-attack* an inanimate object!
Leo : Why not? It's PRONE!
Lodge : It doesn't have a discernible anatomy!
Leo : It's got a SPINE! Doesn't it?
[Leo rolls a fumble, causing Flynn to stab himself]
Leo : [in shock] Bards suck.
Lodge : That... was unprecedented, Leo.
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Brother Silence : Only in concealing one's identity, can one truly be known.
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Brother Silence : The four elements, like man alone, are weak. But together they form the strong fifth element: boron.
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Brother Silence : As if killing the bard impresses us.
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Brother Silence : And now begins the killing. Nodwick, wait here until we return.
Nodwick : Heard *that* before.
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[after donning the Mask of Death, Mort Kemnon easily brushes off the party's attacks]
Mort Kemnon : Surely you can do better.
Brother Silence : As you wish.
[Brother Silence suddenly pulls out a shotgun and cocks it]
Lodge : [voice-over] What the fu-!
Cass : [voice-over] It's from the trunk.
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Lodge : I am never gonna finish this frecking module!
Mark : Party die again?
Lodge : They don't try anything new and then they blame *me* when they die. Ungrateful munchkins. I'm really kinda pissed off.
Mark : This has nothing to do with your writer's block.
Lodge : I do not have writer's block! I know exactly how the story ends. I just... don't know how to get there.
Mark : Obviously neither do your players.
Lodge : How am I supposed to write a module based on an adventure if we *never* finish the adventure?
Mark : Just run 'em through it until they win... or your head explodes.
Lodge : [sigh] We're gonna start all over again once we have a few more players.
[pause]
Lodge : Mark! Why don't you join? You used to game all the time in college.
Mark : I haven't gamed since... the Incident.
Lodge : [confused] Total party wipeout?
Mark : Like you can't even imagine.
Lodge : [Cass walks up] Hey, Cass.
Cass : Lodge. Mark! Haven't seen you in a long time. It's like I forget you even exist.
Mark : Yeah, I get that a lot.
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Lodge : You can't use a lightsaber! It... it's not even the right system!
Cass : I see no lightsaber. That would be a copyright infringement. I see a psionic spirit blade.
Lodge : You do not have my permission to use that in my campaign!
Cass : Fine! Then you do not have *my* permission to use *my* old character!
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Cass : [as Silence and Luster are being taken by a Death Demon] Why don't I get a save?
Lodge : It's a Death Demon. It's fear aura is too strong. You *can't* roll a successful save.
Cass : Incorrect.
Lodge : What's your willpower save?
Cass : Plue nine.
Lodge : The DC to beat his aura is 32. You would need to role a 23, on a twenty-sided die in order to succeed. Now, I don't have a math degree. But that's impossible.
Cass : [holds up his d20] A natural twenty is an automatic success no matter the circumstances.
Lodge : You still have only a five percent chance of rolling that twenty.
Cass : Can I make the roll? I mean it's in the rules. Or is it okay if we play by the rules?
[Cass rolls his d20 and it lands on a one: automatic failure]
Lodge : Ooooooohhh! Oh, fumble! That means you're *completely* compelled and *I* get to control your character until you snap out of it!
[Cass angrily gives Lodge his character sheet]
Lodge : Since we're playing by the rules, I know you don't mind.
Cass : Oh, shut up, Kevin.
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Cass : You could have been a GOD! I know MORMONS who would KILL for that!
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Mort Kemnon : [after the Grimoire is destroyed and Brother Silence throws some dynamite to Mort Kemnon] You really think you have defeated me?
Luster : You did just explode.
Brother Silence : Twice, actually.
