My players are usually too scared of me - and not in game, but in reality - to ditch my speeches (unless it's funny, or they have a legit reason; they know I give catre blanche for those)... not sure if it's the manic gleam in my eyes during a good rant, or the swords. Probably both.

In a Ponyfinder game, my Rogue, the Fighter-cum-Forgepriest, and at times the Rangers and Witch all devolve into back-and-forth quips and jokes during battle.

Though sometimes we make post-battle jokes, because the battle was too short. Like the time the Witch and my Rogue took on a small storehouse full of demons on our own (like 12 Imps and a Bearded Devil). She would Slumber them, and I'd Coup De Grace them with my rapier. Killed the Devil in the Surprise Round.

And then the Witch (in-game was basically a 12 or 14 year old at the time) proceeded to roll well enough to plunger her hoof into the Bearded Devil's chest, pull out his heart, and then giggle to herself as she takes her 500gp alchemical ingredient and trots into the next room in search of more. Many jokes were had of that moment.

dude, that was awesome! in the comic/show, the mayor says he has so much to say to them but ends up only saying thanks. dragonmaster, you sir are a genius!

dragontrainer*

...how the HECK did i mess that up?

i'm so going to start using the expression "awesome sauce"