Day Two:
The next day, everyone a massive chessboard set out in the center of their cities. Move one piece somewhere, all the other chess pieces moved as well.
With everyone's curiousities aroused, they tested it, setting and resetting it for a game. Eventually, it seemed natural to organize an almost 'tournament', of sorts.
The day was spent in slow contemplation as the matches were played and watched, if for no other reason than that there wasn't too much activity in the otherwise deserted cities.
Before long, it was obvious that there would be two who faced off in the end, and indeed, so it came about.
Amanda versus Tom. The two sat in their respective positions, thinking, daring, playing.
One by one, the chess pieces slowly fell. At first, Tom easily had the upper hand. Some daring moves by Amanda brought the game even...
Then Tom Lawnsby, or as he was known as, Murska the Green Eye, pulled the final move. Within a matter of moments, the game was as good as over.
At first, all that watched thought it an interesting game finally over...
But the Masked Man was not done. "Bravo, bravo, well fought." The voice had not spoken all day, but now it boomed out with gusto, as if to make up for such lapse.
"These two fine masters have given us all a brilliant show. But, you must know, those who put their all into something, can find it a little... heartbreaking to lose."
Fleeing Coward gurgled, clutching his chest as he dropped to his knees. "See? What did I say? Poor man must've had a weak heart. Now, with this concluded..." Nodding, the floor beneath FC vanished, and the already half dead man fell slowly down into the abyss below.
Peering over the edge, the Green Eyeball frowned. It hadn't been his intention to kill his lifelong opponent, but as it was, it was a better result than himself suffering the same fate.
It was then that a lithe foot, amongst the people wandering nearby, snaked out, and combined with a subtle pust at the back, someone pushed Murska, attempting to drop him with his friend.
However, Murska had not gained his reputation for nothing, the master caught the opposite edge with his hands, beginning to pull himself back out of the hole.
That was when the gap rematerialized, and the person standing there grinned. Above on a tower, the masked man shook his head sadly.
"Why did he fall?
He stood so tall,
A brave and brilliant man.
But now he's dead,
No more to be said,
Twas more than he could span."
"You know, I didn't enjoy that death one bit. Say, fellows how does bringing him ba--
"No. Death is final. He made his mistake, he paid the price."
The voice issued from behind the masked man on his tower, and he jumped, the eyes behind the mask darting back to look at the looming darkness behind him.
"Yes, sir. Understood."
"Why?" The final whisper was too quiet for any but the man himself to hear, as the laughing began....
Summery:
Spoiler
Show
Fleeing Coward, AKA Amanda Huggenkiss, a Villager, lost the Logic Contest
Murska, AKA Tom Lawnsby, a Neutral, was killed as well.
Movement:
Lucid Nocturnal to R'lyeh
Alden Church to R'lyeh
Adler to Atlantis
'Checkmate' Cedric to Mos Eisley
Sir Maston to Mos Eisley
Aragorn to Sigil
Tom Lawnsby to the Ghost Bar
Amanda Huggenkiss to the Ghost Bar
Player List
Spoiler
Show
{table=head]#|Name|Team|Alias|Died?
01|Alarra|
02|Atreyu the Masked LLama|
03|billtodamax|
04|BourgeoisJerry|
05|Calamity|
06|Castaras|
07|cd4|
08|Eldritch Knight|
09|Flabort|
11|Gray Mage|
12|Grue Bait|
13|Istari|
14|Lex-Kat|
15|Matthias2207|
17|Oddity|
18|Onime-no-Enishi|
19|Penguinator|
20|Rogue Nine|
21|RuneboundShade|
22|Saposhiente|
23|Supagoof|
24|super dark33|
25|Szilard|
26|Tasroth|
27|TBFProgrammer|
28|The Grimmace|
29|TinyMushroom|
30|Ur-Quan|
31|usourselves&we|
32|Vesth|
33|Xanmyral|
03|Murska|Neutral|Tom Lawnsby|Day 2
02|Fleeing Coward|Villager|Amanda Huggenkiss|Day 2
01|C'nor|Neutral|Kiran Mondgesegnet|Day 1
[/table]
Auction Winners:
Flabort - 2 points of puns
Night Two Begins
And ends in about 72 hours.