In ''DungeonsAndDragons'', it is quite possible to conceal a truly ludicrous number of daggers on one's person... This troper remembers a session in which he completely disarmed his halfling of all daggers, a process which took the better part of an hour and resulted in a pile taller than himself. We're still trying to figure out how he walked about.

This troper played a character that caused problems with this. On one occasion, he was delirious from fever, and the party took him to a temple for treatment, taking his weapons and armor before turning him over to the clerics. When the clerics returned him to the party, they were very irate, as he had pulled a dagger on them when they started undressing him for a bath. Our party's cleric responded "We never really know how many weapons he's carrying..." On another occasion, the party was looting a troll's lair, and came across a goblin-made dagger designed more for torture than combat. The rest of the party told this troper's character to put it back, which he did...temporarily. Their reactions in and out of character when I pulled it out a ''year later'' were priceless.

This troper had a strong case of this trope with a character who systematically collected every longsword we encountered. By careful inventory management and a clever crafting session to make an interesting harness, the total was once brought up to the mid fifties. Upon being captured by an evil army platoon, the disarmament took several minutes in game and required an extra baggage donkey to be brought out to bring it all along. After escaping, liberating the longswords (as well as adding a few more from soldiers who would no longer be needing them), we encountered a group of refugees and, in a startlingly plot derailing moment, managed to arm every single one of them and still have left over weaponry. Needless to say this made the upcoming "escort mission" significantly easier, and the DM significantly angrier.

This usually comes about because encumbrance is calculated by weight, not volume, and that many [=GMs=] really couldn't care less. This troper's character has carried a plethora of weapons, up to and including a small rail gun. That was successfully concealed.

One of ThisTroper's DM's, through his own experience and desire to avert this trope, said that we had to actually figure out where we kept each weapon, and he would take into account the more...awkward placings. So ThisTroper, as a level 5 rogue, had fourteen ''visible'' daggers around her waist and on thigh- and bicep-holsters, eleven ''concealed'' daggers inside sleeves, boots, and in the small of the back, five readily available from a Cloak of Many Things, and about another thirty spares in her Heward's Handy Haversack. Two of the daggers were magic. Then the first things we fought were skeletons...go figure.

This is pretty much a given in ''{{Shadowrun}}'', given the average PC's usual ratio of firepower to closet space. This troper has been known to carry (concealed) as many as two each of taser pistols, light pistols, heavy pistols and a variety of small stun weapons plus, when needed an [=SMG=], a [=LMG=], a sniper rifle, and/or a shotgun. Entering secured areas or parleys can take a while, plus they still never find the stun gloves.

This troper has averted this trope to a degree after producing a detailed drawing of just how exactly his Hunter can carry around a Thunder-5, an [=OTs=]-38, a pair of Mateba auto-revolvers, a Springfield 1911 clone, a PSS suppressed pistol, a chopped-down Patriot-style M16, a FN SCAR-H CQB, a Calico-960, his ballistic knife, a garrote, in addition to a cornucopia of any sort of grenade imaginable from flashbangs to napalm-sprayers. And this doesn't cover the stuff he keeps in the trunk of his hillbilly-armored truck, which includes an anti-aircraft missile launcher as well as an anti-tank missile launcher, a pump-action grenade launcher, and something close to twenty different pistols. Yeah. As you can tell, my attention to detail causes my GM no end in headaches. Never mind the SKS carbines, the M4s... And the best part? I actually go through the pains to detail just how long it takes him to strap everything on before a hunt. In my defense, I'm playing him as a thoughtful former government agent with a suitably realistic upbringing. And partially just to see what sort of stuff I can get away with.

This troper is an italian {{LARP}}er. The particular LARP I play rules that some things can only be hit with blades, and others with blunt weapons (until magic weapons come into the picture). At one point, this troper was carrying on his person his two longswords, his backup couple of tonfa sticks, no less than three fighting knives, and quite a number of smaller knives for throwing. And ALL of those were ready to be used in combat, though I had some funny looks when I needed to be disarmed for some reason.

This tropers brother did this in real life. He had a pile of stuff (abot 40 different types of things, several dozen repeats) up to his waist. He walked in looking perfectly normal except the knife in his hat.

This troper's rp group now has to go through this when reporting back to their employer. Generally they go along with it, but occasionally they try and sneak some weapons in, "just in case". As a result, the ExtendedDisarming procedure now includes a cavity search, after a spectacularly silly attempt by one player to sneak an assault cannon through the checkpoint. In his rectum. (Side note:Said character needed surgery to remove it, and rebuild his pelvis...) #QUOTE#'''Inquisitorial Storm Trooper''':"Son, are you some kinda new fangled silencer we ain't never heard of b'fore or are you actually trying to smuggle in a..." #QUOTE#''checks the 5 feet of gun protruding from the acolyte's rear'' #QUOTE#'''IST''':"...damnation Pattern assault cannon? And be honest too, 'cause, to tell ya the truth, there's nothin' ya ken make up that'll be strange enough to explain..." #QUOTE#''the guard then looks back to the 5 feet of gun protruding from the acolytes rectum again in disbelief as if it will vanish if he's not looking at it'' #QUOTE#'''IST''':"...that."

I was once making a [=~Let's Play~=] of ''{{Postal}} 2'' with the ''A Week in Paradise'' mod. When it came time to vote, I noticed there were metal detectors at the front entrance to the school that was hosting. I proceeded to drop twenty-four weapons right next to the entrance.