Ready - Aim - Fire Classic I: The Giant Playground

[Mordokai]

Awww... poor Mordokai. Wait, maybe I can help. Luigi?
Yes sir?
You said you need some practice for your new job? This guy in the corner, shoot him!
Ok.

*Blam Blam*

Done sir.
Good boy. I will tell the godfather that you are ready for your first real job.
Thank you, sir!

Thanks, that made me feel a wee bit better

[Zombie pixe]

*holds head in hands*

i knew i was going to die, right from the second i sent the PM

still, looks like its goblin hunting next time...

[ben9089]

Oh great, I didn't realize that this had started!

[banjo1985]

Wow, that is one hell of a mass seppuku! Poor Grazgob, he only wanted to play on the swings

Looks like this will be ending soon, I'd better touch up that trophy and send it to Zar Peter!

[Mordokai]

Oh stop complaining, at least you didn't planeshift yourself to Baator

[Fleeing Coward]

The chicken waits for the next round hoping no one is shooting him because otherwise they'll die.

[Zar Peter]

Gilph is sad. He lost his comrade Frigs and don’t know where he landed. He tries to wipe on the see saw a little but than he gets bored and tries to climb up a tree. Unfortunately little Warforged are very heavy and so every branch he tries to climb brakes.
Poor Gilph.

The chicken is running around the playground. Why is there a chicken? Because the chef decided to make clear chicken broth today. Two hours he’s looking for the chicken, finally he found it. Since the chicken ran the whole day around the playground it were very hungry and it was easy for the chef to catch it with a few corns. He will make a good soup!

Ink is sad. His trusted friend disapeared and nobody wants to play with him. He climbs up the jungle gym and looks sorrowful over the playground. I will go to Mommy and Daddy and ask them to drive me home he thinks. Suddenly he’s hit by a paper ball. And another. And another. He looks down. There’s Fin standing, throwing paperballs at Ink. “What do you want, Elf?” “Come on you Coward! Without the help of your Mindflayer friend you are nothing! Fight against me, you Drow scum!”
Ink smiles. “This will get interesting. Maybe I will stay a little longer.” he thinks. Fast he’s down the jungle gym and the fight Elf grub - Drow kid begins. As the dust settled Fin is running to the NPC-Inn. He will never come to the playgound back again.

Emperor Demonking is strolling through the playground. He nearly treats on a chicken. He surveys a young warforged trying to climb on a tree. And he watches the big fight between a Drow kid and a Elf grub. “Interesting place.” he thinks. “But it there are too less Demons.”

[Zar Peter]

Actions:

{table]Player|Action
Almighty Salmon | Shoot air
Emperor Demonking | Shoot air
Fin | Shoot Ink
Fleeing Coward | shoot self
Ink | shoot self
[/table]

Surviving players:

Almighty Salmon
Emperor Demonking
Ink

Please submit your actions till Sunday, 21:00 GMT +1
Update when I have all actions or after the deadline.

[Zar Peter]

Just wanted to remind all remaining three players: Round 4 began!!!

[Zar Peter]

End of round 4

A frustrated Gilph is standing in front of the tree.
“Stupid bush! These thin branches are useless. Take that!”
Angry he kicks the tree with his boots and the tree falls down.
“Ooops. Anyway, it was a stupid bush. Let’s see if I can use the jungle gym.”
With this words he strolls away.

Ink is bored again. The playground seems to be deserted. Only a warforged and a weird looking humanoid are playing.
“Hmmm… the warforged is looking as if he is unable to tell the difference between left or right… maybe I can scare him a little bit.” He thinks and walks to the tree. Halfway there he watch how the Warforged kicks the 5 meter high tree and the tree falls.
“Ooops, maybe that was not a good idea. Maybe I should ask my parents if we could go home before this guy notices me…” Slowly he turns around, first walking, than running he reaches the NPC Inn and stays away from the playground.

The Demonking is working in the Sandbox. “And now the filling. 50% Sand, 20% leafes, 4% pepper, then this, and that, and… ah, yes, I need screws. So, the stuffed Demon for the Warforged is ready.” He looks up “But where is he? His search begins…


Actions:

{table]Player|Action
Almighty Salmon | Shoot air
Emperor Demonking | Shoot air
Ink | Shoot self
[/table]

Players left:

Almighty Salmon
Emperor Demonking

Round ends when I have both actions.

[Emperor Demonking]

Second place ain't bad.

What happens if we both shoot ourselves or each other?

[Zar Peter]

If both players shoot self or shoot air or shoot each other the game continues till one player survives and one is dead.

[Zar Peter]

End of Round 5

Gilph is standing in front of the Jungle Gym
“And this thing should carry me? The ropes are too thin.” He tries to pull on one rope and it tears apart.
Suddenly a little stuffed Warforged is landing beside him. Gilph looks down.
“What’s that?”
“He, he! That’s my stuffed Demon for you. If you pick it up it does terrible things with you!” Emperor Demonking smirks.
“And if I step on it?” Gilph asks and steps on the Demon.
Little Demonkings smile freezes.
“You destroyed my Demon! You… you… machine! That means war!”
With a tear in his eye he turns and thinks of another way to beat the Warforged.


Actions:

Emperor Demonking: Shoot Almighty Salmon
Almighty Salmon: Shoot Emperor Demonking

New actions please.

[Almighty Salmon]

How anticlimatic

[Zar Peter]

End of Round 6 - Game Over

Gilph’s searching the playground for an vantage point. Since he shot his friend Frigs inot the air he wanted to see where he landed but his efforts till now were fruitless, mainly because the playground utensils weren’t made for a 500 pounds baby Warforged.
Having nearly forgotten the Demonking he finally discovers something which could carry his weight: A metal bar jungle gym. It looks very stable and so the Warforged begins to climb.

Little Demonking meanwhile is boiling. This stupid machine stomped on his doll. Revenge! He starts his first attack, draws a poisoned knife and rams it in the back of the thing. Nothing happens, Gilph doesn’t even seem to have noticed the effort.
“So, no demons, no weapons… what can I do” Demonking thinks as he sees the Warforged climbing up the Jungle Gym. “Hmmm… metal bars. And he’s climbing up… a heavy Warforged…” the little Emperor begins to smile again. A hacksaw is blinking in the sunlight as he draws it out of his cloak.
“Take that, you won’t be up there very long.” He whispers, then he begins to saw.

Up in the Jungel Gym Gilph sees the crater of Frigs in a far distant. Happily he jumps a little up… the Gym wobbles dangerously. Careful he sits down again and looks to the ground. There he sees the Demonking sawing. And suddenly his seat is rocking and the ground comes closer.
And then it goes very fast. The jungle gym breaks down, Emperor Demonking looks up… and rolls a Reflex Safe.
Safe failed, he cannot jump away and the Warforged lands exactly where the Demonking was doing his dirty deeds.

Gilph is happy now! He knows where his friend Frigs lays and he got faster from the jungle gym than he expected. And he landed very soft.
He runs to Frigs crater and takes his body back to the playground. He also takes some other bodies to the seesaw and rocks up and down happily till the dawning of the night.


Actions:

Emperor Demonking: Shoot Almighty Salmon
Almighty Salmon: Shoot self

End of the game, Almighty Salmon is the winner of Ready - Aim - Fire Classic I: The giant playground.
Banjo will give a price when he ends drawing.

Thank you everyone for playing, I hope you had fun and enjoyed the writing.
If I make the next one it will not be before easter holidays, if any other volunteer want to step up and take dibs on the next game I won't say anything against it.

[Lord Herman]

Congratulations, Salmon!

[Mordokai]

Hm, I wouldn't mind running one of these, just to give it a try However, I want call dibs on it, not just yet. There is other work to be done at the moment and I just can't promise I'd be able to write good stories, or even on time. However, once I have more time I'd love to give the narration a try If you'll still be willing to let me give a try then I'm most certainly in for this.

I had great fun. For a first time narrator(you are, aren't you) you did a great job and you'll only be getting better from here. Keep up the good work

[Almighty Salmon]

Yay, I get to play on the seesaw with several corpses!

That was a great game ZP, your narration was awesome!

[Mordokai]

[Scrubbed]

Plus mandatory text for message to be long enought.

[Lord Herman]

Hold on, isn't that a large-scale bribe?

[Zar Peter]

I wouldn't connect that, too. I mean, I vote for you but not because of RAF but because of Mafia and Alchemists.

And maybe we could make an alternating narrationship, the narration of this game is very big (especially the storywriting) so I doubt I can make more than one game a month.

[Mordokai]

Ok, you two have a point Pete, I'll take the next instalment, if you still want it. I'll see whn I start the next recruitment topic, perhaps this night.

[banjo1985]

Hi all, sorry for the wait! Here's my rather slap dash trophy for this round:



There you go Mr Salmon! I'm sure you could probably do better but it's a trophy all the same!

[Zar Peter]

And I must add that it was pure luck that my story ended in the same way as the trophy showes.

[Lord Herman]

It is an awesome trophy.

[Almighty Salmon]

Yay, thanks Banjo! That's a great trophy!

*Goes off to add it to sig*

[Kasz]

Heh fun to read even if I died early on.
Thanks for narrating!
Congratulations on winning!

[Ink]

Yay! Cute trophy, and well done, Salmon!