Nearing the end of a fantastic 7 hour 4th of July game, our party finally came across the end boss (a horned devil) and his minions. My character, Kaos, (Aarakocra gunslinger level 8 who has the appearance of a bald eagle) was keeping his distance on a nearby rooftop as the rest of the party was fighting the minions below.
Throughout the whole game, I have been keeping my secret weapon hidden from the party; a firework launcher with damage that the DM had yet to tell me. I figured that this was the best opportunity to use it. For context, the gunslinger class has grit points which work similar to a Monk’s Ki points.
DM: Okay [me], your turn.
Me: *Starts National anthem on phone* “…Kaos begins singing to himself as he loads the Patriot.”
The rest of the party is very confused at this moment, while the DM grins and says, “Roll to hit.”
I thought for a moment, looking through my abilities, and was excited when I remembered one called Deadshot, which allows me to gain a +1 bonus to the attack roll with each Grit point spent. If the attack hits, it deals damage normally, with an additional dice of weapon damage per grit point spent. I decided to use my remaining 6 grit points. (6 Grit points = +6 to hit, +6d[firearm damage dice])
The DM notices my expression, asking what I found. I explain Deadshot to him.
DM: *Shocked expression* “…6… 6 times weapon damage dice?”
Me: “Yep! I’m able to do that, right?”
DM: *Shocked expression turns almost maniacal* “…YES. YES YOU CAN.”
Now I am confused. I roll to hit, and land a total attack roll of 29 (15+8+6).
Me: “Nice, what’s the damage?”
*DM slowly reveals a small container filled with small d6’s, 18 of them.*
DM: *Trying and failing to contain his excitement* “…This… would have been your damage without Deadshot… Go ahead and… roll for… 108d6 damage!”
Now the whole table is laughing like maniacs and celebrates for a minute or two as I roll the container of dice 6 times over, using a calculator to add up the damage.
Me: “447!”
DM: “As Kaos finishes singing, he fires the rocket appropriately named ‘Fat Man’ at the devil. It explodes on his chest, killing him instantly and enveloping him and most of the buildings around him in bright colors of red, white, and blue. Everyone make a dexterity save.”
*Party rolls, everyone passes. It comes to my turn to roll.*
*Rolls a natural 1*
Me: “…… Well…. That’s unfortunate…”
DM: *Still laughing* “Overwhelmed by the freedom, Kaos places his hand over his chest and doesn’t move as a large rock crushes him, killing him instantly.”
Kaos was later resurrected by a party member who gave his life so I could live again.
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