Heh, my DH GM likes to play his games fast and loose, weird things are always happening thanks to him, such as two sessions ago, where my groups Scum was trying to charm a techpriest into taking our group to see the planets ruling Magos. Unfortunately (Or fortunately, depending on how you look at it) not only was his fellowship 75 at this point, but he took another rank of Charm to get +10, so when he rolled his charm, it went a little something like this:
Scum: "Ok, I'm going to use charm on this guy, he'll be more inclined to do what we want if I'm his friend, right?"
GM: "Go ahead, roll for it."
Scum rolls
Scum: "****, 21! That's what... (Counts) 6 degrees of success? What do I get for that?"
GM: "Uhhhhhh..... (Flips through core rulebook) This is unprecedented, the book only goes up to three... but if we follow the books logic for degrees of success... (Thinks for a moment) Ok, so you charm the techpriest. You charm him a little TOO much, and have turned him ULTRA RAGINGLY GAY."
Scum: "What????"
GM (As the now gay tech-priest): " Oh my, Mr. thillybunsth! I'll do anything for you! We thould lithen to my collection of ancient Clay Aiken CDs!"
Scum: "Uh, guys?"
The Rest of Us: "All in favor of ditching Havelock to his fate?"
(Everyone votes aye)
GM: "Roll for Ditching."
(rolls)
GM: Okay, you dash off into the bustling crowd, Havelock, you are now alone in the alley with the super gay techpriest. Roll for dodge or get buttraped by his robodick."
Scum: "Seriously? Come on! This is... you can't do that, 40k isn't like this!"
GM: "Whos' the GM here? You don't want gay techpriest buttrapists in your game, fine, now roll or buttrape."
Assasin (Over everyones laughter) : "I don't remember there being so much buttrape in the novels..."
Psyker: "In the thousand sons novel, there were a couple of lesbians, so y'know, probably there is buttrape happening?"
Scum: "Stop saying buttrape."
GM: "Roll agility to avoid the techpriests groping mechdendrites."
Cleric: "Hey, as a priest, shouldn't I be stopping this? I mean, isn't buttrape supposed be agains the bible or something?"
Assasin: "No, that's the christian bible, and you're a cleric of the God-Emprorer, I'm sure that the threat of Daemons and Xenos are a little more important than buttrape."
Scum: "Stop saying buttrape! This is bullcrap!"
GM: "You took too long, and the techpriest gets his grimy hands on you. You are assraped. Take 3 levels of fatigue and 5 asswounds. Also, you have AIDS and hemorroids now."
Scum: "**** you, I'm not putting it down! Nobody gets raped, okay?"
GM: "Okay, so you consent to the assrape. You take 1 level of fatigue. You still have AIDS and hemorroids though."
And so on and so forth. We spent an hour just cracking up as our GM kept finding ways to get the Scum buttraped by a techpriest. Eventually he spent a fatepoint to reroll his charm test and ended up getting only two degrees of success (He later killed the techpriest by tricking him into eating [drinking?] Corel Paste, which is sort of a running gag in our GMs campaigns as an alcholic beverage so terrible that anytime it is mentioned or displayed in public it incites the NPCs into killing frenzies or causes them to flee in terror)
Unfortunately, now that we're all so used to wacky things happening, nobody else wants to GM, ever.



