TwinStorm

"Ah, so, you're the Antagonist, now?" Cricket smirked. "This was not a peace deal, Love, by the way. It was a threat. We have a common enemy. Help me defeat Rebus."

Cricket appeared before Rebus. He looked older, more weary, but there was a defiant light in his eyes. "Hello there, Love." he smiled. "I see we have a common enemy." Storm laughed. "You know nothing, Rebus. I have seen thousands of pages pass by, I was acting before your conception. Even before Cricket, I watched, I waited. I saw death and rebirth. We, Authors, control the Thread. How many times have we altered history with a wave of the hand. I can create worlds, millennia of history in an instance. And, I'll have you know, I did not alter continuity, for no fight was happened. I merely altered the deal." He paused. "Rebus, beware. I am thinking, and . . . the time is ripe for Cricket's return. His full return. He is dangerous, and, he will not show mercy."

Thunder rumbled in the distance. Storm turned his head from Rebus. "The deal's off." he grinned. "You have a rival." @Dragonheir -- Cricket faced Malevolence, watching as the hologram crackled and strutted. He watched it for a moment as the message ended, then spat. Something in side of him, faint, stirred. A will. A will to . . . do something. All this time, he'd held off. He wanted to kill Rebus, but it was not attainable. He'd been putting it off. Too hard for him. But this . . . for a long time, he'd considered Love his ally. He distrusted him, since their first encounter, when he'd exploded a bomb in his face, and knew him to be evil, but he'd always figured they would fight Rebus together. Evidently not. "What's been keeping me alive?" he whispered, not entirely sure why, or who he was speaking to. "The truth is, one thing. I'd have died a long time ago without it." Suddenly, above, the sky was cut off with whirling darkness. Storm clouds rumbled, and rain began to drizzle, lightly at first, but becoming more and more powerful as time went on, turning into a downpour. "So what has been keeping me alive?" he spoke, now, not just to himself, but to the entire Thread. Rebus, Malevolence, the Authors . . . "I understand it now. It's the story. My journey isn't complete. And my story won't end, until I have his head on a platter." Cricket grinned. He reached to his side, and a Blade formed. Redemption. A new Blade. A signal that it was time. Time to return. -- Above the tempest, Storm grinned. "You know what's keeping him alive? Truly? His will. His will to live is, quite simply, true strong."

velly soon like 3 weeks or so pretty sure the 16thhhh I'll check Edit: January 10th I think

Same for me, tho I know a lot of the older folks (& mods) who did the opposite

also you'd have to add every player to the PM and thats another mess oh I forgot to thank @Doc12 for being the unofficial spectator of this game, with many a good conversation to go around

Well, that was a game. Thank you so much for everything, all ye players, and especially my M's @Araris Valerian and @The Unknown Misting Especially TUM, thanks for bearing with me when things came up, and for doing the brunt of the work, especially in the last days of the game. I'm not disappointed in the activity towards the end, I blame us for mistakenly not including an activity filter, which would've made the game much more snappy, and made the game much more fun for the players Congratulations of course to @IcedOutPenguin @Booknewt and @Akimikoisthecutest for sticking it through to the end, and pulling off an incredible Sart kill Thank you to everyone for playing, and new folks, I hope y'all come back for the next game! (GM thoughts coming soon. There's a lot )

The sky above darkened, thunder ringing in the distance. The gray clouds swirled down, whirling and condensing on a young boy, one who had not been there a second before. He looked much the same as he had the last time he had spoke, except this time he had a long, silver, wicked knife. "Rebus." he grinned, teeth flashing. "Start the duel."

The NK is sent in by 1 elim

yeah thats the plan, but you also have to divide player by player and take out quote fragments

Yep

mm I don't think so

wise man

ouch I am offend it was an experiment hey one of my GPT experiments worked the other one was embarrassing

Night is finished! Day up soon!

Night cycle, no votes oh mb ninjad

yeah, cuz its the most popular OG ruleset

lol you have know idea how much laughter came of the writeup

LG109 Night One: TOWed out of here Lord R2D2 was not exactly the most temperate of lords. It was a fault of his parents, being named with one of the most ridiculous ever to grace the Final Empire. He sniffed, irritated at the other lords. Fools, the lot of them. Most were half-breeds who didn't know how to run a business. He looked around. The energy was high in the counsel chamber. Lords began to shout and names thrown out, wild accusations. One of which was his own. He grimaced, hating the sound of it. Are-Too-Dee-Too. Ugly, awful. It did not fit his station whatsoever. "Who said my name?" he said, putting down his fist on his table. He was a powerful man to say the least, and his voice was deep and authoritative. Naturally the room silenced. Dedri aquiesced. "Lord Markus, I believe, Lord . . ." R2D2 cut him off before he could utter his name. "That's nonsense! Why would I be . . ." He was interrupted by a cool voice, low and threatening. "It is not just him, Lords. With all due respect, I believe R2D2 to be a Venture spy. No offense, of course, my Emperor." R2D2 curled his fists. Lord Sart. That man had the arrogance to walk in late to a meeting pivotal to the fate of the Empire and just accuse him! "How dare you?" he whispered quietly. "No. He has a point." came another voice, Renalis by the sounds of it. More voices chimed in, each agreeing. Lord Ruler, these idiots! Even a fool Thug could tell you he was innocent! "Lords!" he shouted, louder than he meant to. He forcibly calmed himself down. "My lords, it is nonsense that you think I'm a spy of . . ." Markus spoke again. "Emperor Elend, I motion that we remove R2D2 from office." R2D2 stood up. That was it. His name . . . his rusting name! Elend glanced at him for a moment. "Lord R2D2." he paused. R2D2 braced himself for the sentence. "You are hereby stripped of your titles and exiled from the city of Luthadel." No. No. Stripped of his titles. Exiled. All his life, his fortune . . . Gone. "Please escort Citizen R2D2 from the premises, Captain Hammond. He has no place here." Elend turned away, trembling slightly. R2D2 thought for the briefest movement of resisting, before the Thug grabbed his shoulders and towed him from the room. Best of luck to you all, he thought bitterly, as the doors slammed behind him. ~ TUM's writeup ~ @ThatOneWorldhopper has been exiled and stripped of all his power! He was a New Lord. Votecount: ThatOneWorldhopper (4): Hoid Slayer, Booknewt, Sart, IcedOutPenguin IcedOutPenguin (2): ThatOneWorldhopper, Ruler of the Mists Ruler of the Mists (1): Akimoiisthecutest Things To Note: You may place any actions you earned yesterday today. PMs with awards will come soon, pls be patient with me and @The Unknown Misting Political Power is not being awarded currently. PMs are open! This turn will end on Friday, November 13 at 9 CST Have fun! Players

LG, MR, LG, QF repeat

And that's the Day! No more posting in threads, and no PMs till the next cycle is up Night will be up shortly

TUM has better ideas, im too stubborn