One hundred indefinite madness effects for your fantasy characters.
| d100 | Entry |
|---|---|
| 1 | I must be clean all the time. If I get even the slightest bit dirty, I drop everything and try to clean myself.' |
| 2 | I hear and see things that aren't there, and don't hear and see things that are there.' |
| 3 | I don't recognize anyone, even party members and family.' |
| 4 | The world is too dark and creepy. I prefer to be asleep at all times.' |
| 5 | My nightmares are too vivid. I prefer to stay awake at all times, and rarely sleep.' |
| 6 | I do not want food or drink. It could be poisoned! I will not eat or drink until I myself prove it to be safe.' |
| 7 | In the dark something lingers that I cannot see. I need light all the time.' |
| 8 | I do not understand others. Their speech sounds like someone else's scream.' |
| 9 | The sun radiates an energy I do not comprehend, and I will not be touched by it's rays.' |
| 10 | I look horrifying, and am terrified to let my face be seen. The people who’ve seen it and say it’s normal are lying to spare my feelings.' |
| 11 | I’m being stalked by a secret society. They can be identified by the fact that they all wear green shirts or tunics.' |
| 12 | I never eat wild-caught meat and sometimes go so far as to sabotage hunters, because around one in four wild animals are actually polymorphed humans.' |
| 13 | I’m letting it stay in for now, but my hand has been infected by a parasite that slumbers inside my palm. Someday, it’s going to start making me miss attacks or fail at skills I should know well. At that point, I’ll have to cut the whole hand off before it develops sentience and tries to take more control.' |
| 14 | My (close family member) is out there somewhere, and I’ll turn every village I find upside down until I find them. The corpse they showed me was obviously a fake.' |
| 15 | My patron has given me everything, and I would do anything for them. Why yes, of course they're real!' |
| 16 | I cannot stand the color red. Every time I see it, I have vivid hallucinations of my own death and the spilling of my blood.' |
| 17 | I am constantly wary of verbal and contractual trickery. I'm sure people are trying to catch me with a clause I skimmed over.' |
| 18 | Every night, my god talks to me. I believe that I am their prophet.' |
| 19 | My own appearance disgusts me, and my hands appear far older and more withered than they should reasonably be.' |
| 20 | I feel an unnatural compulsion to do 'unlucky things', such as passing by a black cat I see, or breaking any mirrors in my dwelling.' |
| 21 | I'm very guilty for a great crime I committed. I'll do anything to cover it up.' |
| 22 | Someone else lives in this body with me. I'm not sure who.' |
| 23 | I dreamt about someone in great pain. I'll do anything to find and save them.' |
| 24 | Music sounds cacophonous and discordant to me.' |
| 25 | Cooked meat tastes ashy and burnt. Only raw meat taste edible.' |
| 26 | Every whisper is about me.' |
| 27 | Pain is meaningless. I find myself struggling to motivate myself to get out of harms way.' |
| 28 | Perfume, food, and soap smell putrid. Filth, refuse and sewage smell aromatic.' |
| 29 | I see my flesh wriggling out of the corner of my eyes like there's something moving underneath.' |
| 30 | I see things in art and depictions that no one else sees.' |
| 31 | Words and letters move around when I read them, sometimes they spell other new word or sentences.' |
| 32 | Every emotion I have is stronger than I can control, I often find myself snapping over small things or weeping uncontrollably.' |
| 33 | I must be undead. I just know it.' |
| 34 | My vision has gone haywire, and I can only see things on my (roll 1d4, 1-2 left, 3-4 right)' |
| 35 | I think I can talk to the dead.' |
| 36 | I blink and breathe only on command, and have to concentrate to do so.' |
| 37 | I think things that are far away are very close by, and things that are close by are far away.' |
| 38 | I have lost the concept of numbers. There is either no things, one thing or many things.' |
| 39 | My limbs feel weird and awkward, and I have trouble doing what I want with them.' |
| 40 | I can't smell anything at all.' |
| 41 | I can't hear anything, only whispers urging me to do things.' |
| 42 | I only feel safe when not holding anything. Anything in my hands might animate and attack me!' |
| 43 | Books contain dangerous knowledge. Only I can be trusted with them.' |
| 44 | Knowledge is dangerous, and must be destroyed.' |
| 45 | I only understand every other word, but I believe I understand words in languages I dont understand.' |
| 46 | I am scared of being alone forever. I must keep myself near someone I know at all times, or I might be abandoned forever.' |
| 47 | I must look at the sky any time I'm not doing anything to ensure it doesnt start falling and kill me.' |
| 48 | I can't read, and books are useless anyway. Who needs them?' |
| 49 | I communicate only in code, and never say anything directly.' |
| 50 | I do not care about gold, silver, copper. Blood vials... That is currency of the future and I foresaw it.' |
| 51 | I believe in astrology to the point of impulsive stupidity.' |
| 52 | Potions are poison. I do not care how much research and testing they have. Big Alchemy is ran by Greedy Demons and Grey Sky People!' |
| 53 | I want a very specific gold piece, and will do anything to get it.' |
| 54 | I cant stand the idea of people breathing. If I see someone breathing, I will treat them as an enemy.' |
| 55 | I will have my revenge against those closest to me!' |
| 56 | I am being overcome by rot on my body, and there is nothing I can do to stop it.' |
| 57 | I will die if I become fully sober. I will die if I become too drunk. I must awake regularly to imbibe alcohol, and I must carry three person's share of water and spirits at all times.' |
| 58 | If I have the opportunity to kill someone, anyone, without getting caught, I will. My recognition of this fact is a direct order from my deity.' |
| 59 | Every other minute, I act like an animal.' |
| 60 | Everyone else is being controlled by telepathic spiders, and I must pretend I'm being controlled as well, or I WILL be controlled by one.' |
| 61 | If a hole with a diameter between the width of my thumb and the length of my thumb exists, I must urinate in it before being able to touch the object it's in.' |
| 62 | If it looks edible, I'll probably eat it.' |
| 63 | If I see and recognize a number as prime, I must verbally count from zero up to that number.' |
| 64 | Every humanoid I see looks the same, like its an army of clones.' |
| 65 | Everything tastes super spicy, even the air!' |
| 66 | I cannot willingly tell a lie, and if I figure out something I said was a lie, I must make an unarmed strike against myself.' |
| 67 | No one must know that I'm a secret agent of (insert nonexistent BBEG here), and I cannot be convinced that they do not exist, for who else could I be serving?' |
| 68 | Every time I blink, somewhere, that statue of (insert famous person here) moves another mile towards me. I must ensure that it never catches me!' |
| 69 | I am incredibly lusty all the time, and the only time I am content is when I am sating that lust.' |
| 70 | A powerful mage turned me into a different race, and even modified all images of me and my memories to beleive I am one of that race!' |
| 71 | A powerful (insert other race) stole something from me, and I will kill every person of that race until I get the item back!' |
| 72 | I no longer know how to open or close doors.' |
| 73 | I hear all spoken words as song, and when I speak, I sing to join in.' |
| 74 | I must mentally catalogue all of the ways to feel pain. If I see a new source of pain, or one that I’ve forgotten the exact feeling of, I must hurt myself with it.' |
| 75 | I am guilty of a heinous crime against the people I interact with and must pay recompense in some way. I seldom remember what my crime was, but I can feel in my heart when I’ve wronged people.' |
| 76 | I am never wrong. Evidence against me is always fake or a misunderstanding somehow.' |
| 77 | My fists feel more powerful than any weapon or spell I own.' |
| 78 | I believe I can turn things invisible to me, and am convinced that I can use this to see things I actually cannot.' |
| 79 | I have to use sarcasm at least every other sentence.' |
| 80 | I think theres a tasty thing that I'm always chewing on, but I'm not actually chewing on anything.' |
| 81 | The authorities are conspiring against me. I do not trust any authority figure, whether civic, religious, institutional or otherwise.' |
| 82 | I have been chosen by a particular deity to carry out its will, and sometimes its will contradicts my own. But I have no choice. I must carry out its will, even when its commands are not congruent with my alignment.' |
| 83 | I am constantly carrying on conversations with an invisible entity that no one else can perceive. I believe the conversations are silent within my head, but I'm actually saying everything out loud — sometimes TOO loud.' |
| 84 | I have gazed into the abyss and it has left lasting effects on me. Every time I roll for anything, I have a low chance of instead staring into space. this chance increases every time i make a check, attack roll, or saving throw.' |
| 85 | There's a particular piece of unusual headgear that I prefer to wear, and I wear it all the time, even in inappropriate situations and circumstances. Whether it's a cap, hat, helmet, crown, or whatever — I wear it when in combat, when asleep, when eating, drinking and bathing. I never take it off. It protects me from the mind-readers, you see. They're trying to steal my thoughts.' |
| 86 | I believe that my weapon of choice is an intelligent creature. I talk to it occasionally, but I especially talk to it during combat. Every time I roll to hit with this weapon, there's a chance that I will instead stop to argue with the weapon instead of attacking.' |
| 87 | I carry a skull of a member of my race with me everywhere I go. It's not hidden in a bag, though — I wear it around my neck on a chain. I refuse to answer questions about it, and during down time I can often be seeing staring into its empty eyesockets and muttering to myself.' |
| 88 | I am easily distracted by the fascinating complexity of the universe. I am constantly going off on tangents which at first sound super intellectual but don't actually go anywhere or lead to any meaningful conclusions.' |
| 89 | When I mean to say anything, I am instead silent, but when I mean to think something, I say it loud and clear.' |
| 90 | I believe I have lycanthropy. As the full moon nears, I go into a panic and insist on locking myself away, in isolation, to protect innocents from my rampage. I will remove all my clothes, howl like an animal, and try incompetently to claw and bite anyone near me. I will forget how to speak, use tools, and wield weapons. My attempts to break free will be hilariously ineffectual. When dawn comes I will be convinced I transformed, insist I remember nothing but feelings of hunger and rage, and be very concerned about having hurt someone.' |
| 91 | Every kill I perform must be artistically pleasing, I'm a man of culture after all, not some crazed psycho!' |
| 92 | Because of the constant dangers out there in the world, I need to be constantly reassured that I am alive. If not acknowledged for twenty or so minutes, I will start to believe that I was just killed and became a ghost.' |
| 93 | Certain words hold power, and I refuse to utter these words. Anyone who says them are against me and planning my demise? What are these words? Are you planning to kill me?!' |
| 94 | Any act of kindness towards me has ulterior motives.' |
| 95 | Mercy is for the weak. I kill all of them. Even the women and children. All are possible threats.' |
| 96 | I can’t remember large portions of my previous life, and I’m not sure I can trust what I do remember.' |
| 97 | I am convinced someone tampered with my memory (though this never happened).' |
| 98 | I want all the money, I want to possess every single coin in the world.' |
| 99 | I burst out in random bouts of laughter, crying, or screaming, and I just can’t help it.' |
| 100 | Don’t look, but there are *things* following us. They’re hiding in the shadows, watching us. They’re everywhere!' |