Clanky he/him Posted March 6, 2015 Posted March 6, 2015 Also, a question: what happens when someone tries to find the Serial Killer's faction? I previously asked this question and Alvrons answer wasn't the most enlightening. I ain't telling.
Feligon he/him Posted March 6, 2015 Posted March 6, 2015 Ferrin looked at his new sword. The size of the greatsword would normally have been cumbersome, but Frank was a master smith. Even though the entire sword was made from an alloy of Tungsten and Titanium, the blade was lighter than steel and much, much, stronger. The most impressive thing about this sword, according to everyone, ever, was the soft, yet powerful glow the sword emits. Grey, the neutral color. Overall, the workmanship was extremely fine, the blade, at first glance did not appear to be sharp at all, but if one looked closely, they could see thousands of micro diamonds lining the edge; sharp as a razor. The name inscribed on the pommel, the name of the best sword from the best smith: Novaculam. Ferrin sold his house to get this sword, and by golly what a good trade it was. 1
little wilson she/her Posted March 6, 2015 Posted March 6, 2015 Keira sat against a broken wall, in the shadows, watching. It hadn’t taken her long to figure out why she was here. If the cameras and cheering hadn’t given it away, the voice blasting out about placing bets would’ve told her everyone in the ruined city was about become lambs in a slaughter. A slaughter of their own making, it seemed. She wanted no part of it. She wasn’t even sure how she’d gotten here. She sighed. She’d counted 27 other people. Most didn’t seem too threatening. One of them was even running around screaming about falling asleep and the world being destroyed. He wouldn’t be a problem at all, not if he kept up like that. There were only three that seemed particularly worrisome. The one with the dogs could be problem. The man himself looked harmless enough, but those dogs…..If she could take them out of the picture somehow, she was nearly certain he would be too grief-stricken to hurt her before she took care of him. Assuming she needed to. If she could get him on her side, she could use those dogs to her advantage….. Then there was the one with what looked like spikes piercing straight through his head, right through his eyes. She wasn’t sure how the man could even see after something like that, but anyone who could withstand that much pain and survive was a threat. She’d have to watch him closely. And keep as far away from him as possible. And then the horrific thing called Figgldygrak. It reminded her of the creatures from her childhood nightmares. All random parts, nothing matching. It didn’t make sense. Whoever created it certainly had a twisted sense of science. Some things should never exist, and that creature was definitely one of them. She hoped one of the others took care of it soon, because she had no desire to be any closer to it than she already was. It was hideous. Keira forced herself to stop thinking about the others. She wasn’t a killer. She couldn’t be. She’d just have to stay away from everyone. She stood up, crouching against the wall and keeping to the shadows so she wouldn’t attract any attention. Best if everyone forgot she was there. She might just survive that way. Maybe. She dodged around some rubble, and entered one of the buildings lining the street, heading up to the partially collapsed second floor. She found a place to relax, where she could watch anyone entering the building, but no one could see her. She sat back and wrapped her arms around her body to keep warm in the chill air. After a few minutes, she unknowingly started quietly humming a strange tune. I'm going to try to RP more this game than I usually do. At least, that's what I'm saying right now. We'll see if it holds true to the game, but I'm hoping it does. I've got a pretty decent arc for Keira and I want to see it play out in the course of the game, whatever happens. 5
Gamma Fiend he/him Posted March 7, 2015 Posted March 7, 2015 The bustle of activity filled the air as contestants scattered to and fro, feeling out their environment and competition and slowly adjusting to the situation. There would be the occasional low-humming whir signifying the approach one of the many camera drones as they made their way around the arena, seeking out the players and highlighting the spectacles for the crowds enjoyment.The monstrous Figgldygrak slowly worked his way through the ruined city, lumbering through the debris and refuse, it's hulking form seeming to prevent it from moving too quickly. Each action was carried out with a slow deliberation, as any primal or instinctual thought had to work it's way through the miring labyrinth of it's potpourri-scrambled mind.But it did have a destination.Figgldygrak slowly made it's way up a set of stairs in an old, abandoned building. There was no dust, but It still followed a set of dimly glowing footsteps. It reached the landing at the top of the stairs, and It's giant shadow fell over one of the other contestants who was huddling in the shadows in the corner of the room."I am Figgldygrak!" 3
Gamma Fiend he/him Posted March 7, 2015 Posted March 7, 2015 (edited) "Figgldy?" The burly creature asked, perplexed by the pair of newcomers that had rushed in front of it, as it seemed to contemplate what to do next.It decided. "Grak!" It cursed, swinging it's large lumbering arm, trying to knock them out of it's way. The spike-eyed one jumped out of the way, carried smoothly along a graceful line of trajectory, easily dodging the anticipated attack.Figgldygrak opened it's mouth, and everybody covered their ears, anticipating the loud, barbaric yawp. Instead, there was a choking sound as It appeared to have something caught in it's throat. Then suddenly, wild chalking creatures began to pour out from the monster's mouth, crawling and scampering over each other and down It's front and pooling on the floor. Their jagged, roughly drawn shapes and figures matching the grotesque nature of their arrival and origin.The monster let out another roar. "Figgldygr-achk!" It coughed at the end of it's yell, choking on and spitting out one last straggling chalking.There was nothing more terrifying than the deep, rumbling maniacal laugh that followed. It was devoid of any reasoning or logic, and had a ring of madness to it that pierced the ear drums and haunted the minds of those who heard it.Figgldygrak was truly a creature of nightmares. Edited March 7, 2015 by Gamma Fiend 3
vineyarddawg Posted March 7, 2015 Posted March 7, 2015 Sorry, y'all. I guess I haven't got much RP in me this time. I'll just have to be plain ol' simple Vya. 1
Alvron Posted March 7, 2015 Author Posted March 7, 2015 A voice booms over the speakers. "The betting windows are now open. Place your wagers." 24 hours until game time. Sign ups will close an hour before the start. 4
luckat she/her Posted March 7, 2015 Posted March 7, 2015 Lu is signing up. She's confused about where she is and why there are so many people around. She can't wait to remove some of them. 1
Jo and the Bush all/any Posted March 7, 2015 Posted March 7, 2015 So, I'm a Disguise Lens wearer, and somebody is trying to find my Faction, so I target the Serial Killer. What does the spy dude learn? And does the serial killer kill me or him?
Alvron Posted March 7, 2015 Author Posted March 7, 2015 So, I'm a Disguise Lens wearer, and somebody is trying to find my Faction, so I target the Serial Killer. What does the spy dude learn? And does the serial killer kill me or him? The spy will see what they would see if they targeted the SK. What that is I still ain't telling. If you are targeted by the SK then you will die no matter who you are disguised as unless you have some protection. The SK isn't fooled by disguises. 2
Gamma Fiend he/him Posted March 8, 2015 Posted March 8, 2015 Well as it stands right now, with 29 players, depending on how troll-y Alvron is feeling, we could likely be expecting 4 teams of 7 each, and a Serial Killer. (because we all know Alvron would pick including SK over Hoid) But, that's not accounting for any possible GM Troll levels that can't be calculated at this time.
Alvron Posted March 8, 2015 Author Posted March 8, 2015 A Serial Killer? I don't remember saying that there will be only one. 3
Tulir he/him Posted March 8, 2015 Posted March 8, 2015 A Serial Killer? I don't remember saying that there will be only one. Oh, you magnificent troll, this game is going to be amazing.
Alvron Posted March 8, 2015 Author Posted March 8, 2015 Sign ups are now closed. Finally. Role PMs will be sent out soon. We shall start in one hour.
little wilson she/her Posted March 8, 2015 Posted March 8, 2015 I'm quite looking forward to this start. But in the meantime, back to Keira, Figgldygrak, Cleo, and Kae. “I am Figgldygrak!” Keira jerked awake and threw herself away from the hulking thing towering over. She cursed herself for falling asleep. She was supposed to be watching the door. She scrambled backwards along the wall, but she only got a few feet before she hit another corner and couldn’t go any further. She was stuck, and now she just knew this thing was going to rip her limb-from-limb. Suddenly, two people jumped in front of Figgldygrak, blocking its lumbering advance toward Keira. One of the new people turned to face off against the creature and Keira realized it was the spiked-eyed person she’d taken note of earlier. Maybe he’s not so bad after all…. Keira looked at his companion, noticing it was another girl. The girl turned to her. “Hi, I’m Cleo. That’s Kae. He’s a reformed inquisitor from Scadrial and I’m a smoker from Scadrial.” Keira cocked her head, a little confused. Scadrial? She’d thought she was pretty good with geography, but she’d never even heard of that place and couldn’t even begin to guess what country it was in much less what continent it was on. And the word inquisitor only made her think of the Spanish Inquisition, but she was certain that wasn’t what Cleo had meant. She was just as certain that when Cleo said “smoker,” she wasn’t referring to drugs. So she just stared at the girl, unsure of how to respond. And the Figgldygrak started vomiting. Only, it wasn’t really vomiting. Sure, things were coming out of its mouth, but they looked like 1-dimensional figures--not partially-digest food-stuffs, like normal people vomit. She wasn’t sure what the figures would do--they almost looked like they were drawn with chalk--but she was sure that she didn’t want to find out what they did. Anything coming from that nightmarish mess couldn’t possibly be good. Cleo turned back to her. “You okay?” she asked. Keira nodded, watching in sick fascination of the chalk forms spilled down Figgldygrak’s body and onto the floor. The figures parted, some of them heading towards Kae and the rest coming towards Keira and Cleo. That shocked Keira into action. “We need to get out of her.” Figgldygrak was blocking the stairs down and most of the collapsed second floor wouldn’t be safe to scramble over to get down to the first level. That meant a window. Which could mean broken bones, but she could take broken bones over the mysterious chalk figures. She saw a window through a doorway next to her, and she pulled Cleo with her. “Let’s go. Kae can follow us.” And with that, Keira dove headfirst out the window. 4
Alvron Posted March 8, 2015 Author Posted March 8, 2015 (edited) Round One: Hide and Seek “The wait is over! You know what that means Sennti fans. That’s right, it’s game time! This is Al Vron, reporting live from the arena, and it looks like we have a good mix of contestants this time. The hype for this match has been intense. The arena is packed with fans all cheering for their chosen combatants. There have been some clashes between groups of rival fans but so far security has kept things from boiling over. There has been some controversy as well when both Gerald and Cheez-it took a dive before the contest had even begun. A piece of advice from an old veteran: If you’re going to throw the match, then you could at least wait until the game starts. The contestants are signalling they’re ready so let’s jump straight into the action. Round One is sponsored by Gyros Gravatonics. Home of Ninja Alligator brand Grav-cycles. Game on!”Round One is a no-kill, no-vote round. All other abilities can be used. It will last 24 hours. You may now proceed to destroy my inbox with your PM requests. All factions are present but not necessarily all roles. Player List: Joe (The Only Joe) Malcom (Mailliw73) Vin Yard Awg/Vya (Vineyarddawg) Tristal (Tuilr) Eol (Eolhondras) Dow (Dowanx) Jain (Lightsworn Panda) Cleo and Kae (Winter Cloud) Ank (Clanky) Keira (Little Wilson) Arall (Araris Valerian) Karlin (Surgebound Rainspren) Count Piffula (Lord Pifferdoo) Tammy Kingswright (A Smart Guy) Todd Smith (Twelfthrootoftwo) Ash (Ashiok) Bortholemew (Bort) Honorable Sir Maestro Dr. Brightlord Seixa (Phattemer) Atreides Agamemnon (Ostrichofevil) Lil' Meester Fafa (Splinter) Naran (Aonar Faileas) New One the Toddler (Newan) Figgldygrak (Gamma Fiend) Ferrin (Feligon) The Shard (ShardbearerFanatic2014) Samhain (Seonid) Restless (Renegade) Keldre (KalaDellexe) Lu (Luckat) Edited September 9, 2016 by Alvron 8
Renegade he/him Posted March 8, 2015 Posted March 8, 2015 Restless glanced around the ruins nervously. “29 people here? Far too many! Too many, I say! In fact, it’s enough for a full four factions to wreak havoc upon us! And maybe even a serial killer, as well! I’d hate to become cereal and get killed! That’s just gross! The cereal part, not the getting killed part, obviously.” Restless’s eyes flitted about, no doubt searching for some source of caffeine. “I… Ah, you know what just realized? I can’t go down to the Newcago Chalkling & Spren Library later today, like I planned to! Ah well, probably wasn’t that interesting anyway. Way too… weird, and animated, like… like me! Anyway…” Restless looked around, seeing that the others had begun conversing with each other. Clearly, in order to survive, he’d need to try a similar tactic. Alright, let’s get started! I agree with Gamma that, in this 29-player game, we’re most likely going to have each of the factions with all 7 roles, and 1 unaligned player. (Doesn’t mean that that’s how the roles are distributed, but it’s a good baseline.) I highly doubt there will actually be 2 or more Serial Killers, solely because that would throw off the faction balance. I wouldn’t be too surprised if Hoid is in the game, rather than a Serial Killer. Of course, considering the large number of players, that’s probably just me being hopeful. Time will tell, I suppose. Other than that, I don’t know how exactly we’re going to go about playing this, faction-wise. And even if I did, there's no reason for me to be just revealing that plan in-thread, for all to see. So, best of luck and all, I guess? 2
Sart he/him Posted March 8, 2015 Posted March 8, 2015 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UYIAfiVGluk Sorry, but it was very appropriate. This game is going to turn into a race for our teams to get organized first. I'm not entirely sure how to accomplish this, but hopefully I'll think of something. 2
Lord Pifferdoo he/him Posted March 8, 2015 Posted March 8, 2015 Count Piffula nibbled on a cheese stick while sitting on a larger town. Restless was mumbling to himself, and Count Piffula found this interesting. His Dark Piffiness leaned in to get a closer look, but cheese sticks always made him dizzy, and he fell with a "whumph!". Everybody looked at him. There were some giggles. 1
Alvron Posted March 8, 2015 Author Posted March 8, 2015 (edited) Reminder: There is NO killing or VOTING for this round. This is to give everyone a chance to find their allies before being ruthlessly slaughtered. Also, please ignore the MR6 that appeared on some of the PMs and thread. I messed it up. Edit: Also each player must post at least once every second cycle or they will be killed. And the way my PM box is looking, I will have no problem killing each and every one of you. Edited September 9, 2016 by Alvron 3
little wilson she/her Posted March 8, 2015 Posted March 8, 2015 Also, please ignore the MR6 that appeared on some of the PMs and thread. I messed it up. I also hate each and everyone one of you that requested PMs. I got your back. And I'm hurt. I only requested 3 easy ones. That hardly warrants hate. : ( 4
Lightsworn Panda he/him Posted March 8, 2015 Posted March 8, 2015 (edited) I will now break the ice and the meta (along with signing my own death warrant) and admit that I am on Team Epic. Edit: Could the Incorporeal please contact me. Edited March 8, 2015 by Lightsworn Panda
little wilson she/her Posted March 8, 2015 Posted March 8, 2015 And why exactly should we believe you?
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