The SHOW Show - The Discussion and Voting Thread

[Skippy]

Skippy finally arrives at the house

Huff... puff... case... too... heavy... must... get... wheels...

He cleans the sweat, recovers his breath, and enters.

Which is my room? Ah, well, I guess I'll take whatever I find close to the kitchen...

[Diva De]

OK, are there any tickets left? And who do I have to make out with to get one, seriously?

I WANNA PLAY THIS GAME!!!

[Haruki-kun]

OK, are there any tickets left? And who do I have to make out with to get one, seriously?

I WANNA PLAY THIS GAME!!!

There were 3 tickets left. However, given that it's been 24 hours and Caw hasn't confirmed, his ticket has been taken back and will be re-shuffled. Therefore there are 4 tickets left (5 if Sixscimitars doesn't confirm, either).

Now... I should go check if anyone has won other tickets.

To all Ticket Winners: Feel free to role-play in this thread for the time being. I'll open a new thread when the actual game starts. Start unpacking if you feel like it.

[Shas aia Toriia]

Shas, deciding there is (probably) no chance of being attacked brutally in the SHOW show, hangs up here swords of +9 smitiness and her armor. Again, wearing the same robe she came here, white with gold trim.

Though it is hard to see, there appears to be the holy symbol of a deity in the middle of the chest, although likely no deity you've ever seen of nor heard of.
The symbol resembles an intricately carved mask.

[Uncle Festy]

*sigh*
So I had just posted in the "The Game" thread, and I saw that Haruki had posted. So, I thought to myself, "Wow. Maybe he'll be posting saying that I got a golden ticket!"
Disclamer: You all just lost the game.
...
Wait for it...
I was right!
Party! I gots a golden ticket! Woohoo!
Note: As I see no new PM in my inbox to respond to, consider this a confirmation of my participation in The SHOW show.

[Shas aia Toriia]

"The Game"

Shas' sword of smiting appears, and Uncle Festy is no more.

[Uncle Festy]

A zombie walks into the house with a broom and dustpan. He sweeps up Uncle Festy's remains and walks off.

[SpiderMew]

*Poof!*

*SpiderMew appears, a few feet above ground, landing on the hard bathroom floor*
Oh man.... that smarts... *rubs the back of my neck with my tail*

Better go check this place out, see who else is here...*I flush the tolet, to make it look like ive been here this whole time, then I wash my hands and hover out to the livingroom*

Hey everyone! I haz a ticket!

[RabbitHoleLost]

Nikolai glanced up from where she had been lusting over the DRR game system, blinking at the sight of SpiderMew.
What in the world was that thing? It was kinda cute, but at the same time...
Eh, whatever.
"I haz a ticket, too!" She flailed her arms, golden ticket in one hand, incredibly heavy luggage in the other. This, of course, caused the girl to fall on her bottom in an extravagantly embarrassing way.

[Sneak]

Sneak squirms around in Saphire's arms for a moment before resigning himself to a smooshy fate. "Well, at least SOMEONE acknowledges it." He purrs and swishes his tail back and forth, watching the cookies carefully as best he can so that they can't escape.

[Mr. Moon]

Seeing the way Sneak stares at the cookies, Saphire takes on an expression of pure, idiotic glee. "Aw, the kitty wants a cookie! Do you want a cookie, kitty?" She reaches out and picks up a cookie, offering it to the cat.

[Sneak]

Sneak grabs the cookie with his mouth and deftly jumps out of Saphire's arms onto the floor. He begins to eat half of it, accompanied by many loud cracking, snapping, and crunching noises, and then carries the other half outside in his mouth.

Human Sneak walks back into the room fully dressed and with a mouthful of cookie. "I shay. (swallow) As stupid as humans can be sometimes, you've gotta hand it to them. Opposable thumbs? GENIUS. And the teeth are nice, too. Don't get me wrong, I love cat chompers, but they're more helpful for ripping and tearing and somewhat less helpful for chewing. I love me a good ripping and tearing every now and then, but sometimes you just gotta savor things. Like cookies." He finishes chewing, swallows, grins, and reaches for another. "Mmm. Cookies."

[Mr. Moon]

Saphire blinks, looking dissapointed as the cat leaves, and grabs a cookie. When Sneak returns to give his speach, all he gets is a blank look from Saphire. She shrugs at him, then leaves the kitchen, half-crawling with the cookie extended in front of her. "Kitty? Were'd you go? Here, kitty kitty!"

[Haruki-kun]

Congratulations, SpiderMew and Uncle Festy! This means we have 2 tickets left! Here's hoping for the best.

*Looks at Sixscimitars*

Buddy, I REALLY need you to confirm whether you'll be playing or not, or else I'm gonna have to re-randomize your ticket. No, seriously. Please, post or send me a PM.

[Andre Fairchilde]

Ok. I get the impression that there is still room, so I'll sign up.

[Mr. Moon]

((Er, Endre, you'll need one of these to get in. *holds up a golden ticket* Go back and re-read the first post.))

[Lord Fullbladder, Master of Goblins]

Fullbladder fires a spring-loaded plastic missile gimmick toy at SpiderMew from the couch.

"Stop stealing my entrance...... Dammit!"

He peers angrily from his cushiony fortress, his leg still slung across the couch's back.

"Ummm.... Could you... could you bring that missile back? If I get up someone will take my couch."

[Haruki-kun]

This means we have 2 tickets left!

*Sweatdrop* I'm gonna have to take math again, it seems. This means we have 3 tickets left, not two. XD Apologies!

[Andre Fairchilde]

By the way - Mafia VII RP thread is not the Town - it's the City, so feel free to post in there, in character if you wish for your tickets.

[SpiderMew]

*gets hit right in the side of the head with a plastic missle while watching Nikolai fall on her butt*

Ohhh excussseeee me fullbladder! How dare I steal your entrance

*hovers the plastic missle over to him*
You planning on sleeping on that thing? Cuz theres probably like bedrooms and such here.

*sniff sniff*

Hmmm Cookies!
*floats over to the cookies*

Can i has one?

*notices sneak*

Don Sneak *bows* Its been a long time sence ive seen you arround... Hows busness?

[Skippy]

Skippy unpacks his things and silently goes to the kitchen, where he assaults the fridge and steals as much chocolate as he can carry, then he sneaks back into his room and locks the door.

[Zeb The Troll]

*Zeb hides in the refrigerator and waits for the next hapless victim. As Skippy opens the door to forage for chocolate, he leaps out at him yelling...

OOGABOOOGABOOOOOOGA!!!!

...and then laughing hysterically*

[banjo1985]

Standing in the kitchen watching the cookies, Banjo shrieks in fright when he hears the noise behind him. His nerves shattered, he decides to go check out the other ticket winners rather than wait for the cookies.

Banjo grins sheepishly and gives a little wave.

"Hiya! Is everyone here yet? Doe snayone know why there's a small red creature sniffing cookies in the kitchen? And why the fridge screams so loud?"

[Skippy]

Gah!! There's a troll in the fridge!!!

*Runs away to his room*

[SpiderMew]

Hey! I'll have you know im far more then just a small red creture! Becides, this is a spandex outfit! *grabs a cookie, lifts up edge of mask, and nibbles*

And theres a troll in the fridge. I think its one of those new models, I guess they were out of webster clones...

[BRC]

BRC takes the last sheet of cookies out of the oven, licks the beater, wanders into the living room where he takes a nap on the couch.

[Andre Fairchilde]

Andre slips into the basement to find a room with a private exit to the outside. In the room, which is acceptable, he lays his portable hole on the floor, and begins to create his bachelor's pad. A lava lamp - with real lava is placed on a shelf.

Unnoticed to Andre, the lava lamps heat begins to peel back the paint on the wall.

A fireplace is installed on one of the walls. He's not sure where the smoke vents to, but it's here now.

A wine cellar is installed below the room, with a solid worn trapdoor with metal ring installed into the floor.

A werewolf skin rug is laid on top of the wine cellar trap door.

His two rapiers are hung next to the door, and his gunpowder pistols are placed in their cases on a shelf. There will be time for cleaning and practice later.

His wardrobe is placed into a small closet, with his boots at the bottom and his few shirts hanging from wooden hangers.

Finally a painting is placed on the wall of a beautiful woman, lest he forget.

[Freshmeat]

Freshmeat enters the house, carrying a traveling bag in one hand, and a random shopping bag in the other. As per the cliché, a baguette is sticking out of the shopping bag.

For no readily apparent reason, he decides to greet the other ticket winners with a Vulcan salute, before heading upstairs and unpacking his things, glad that he brought a wide selection of games with him.

[SpiderMew]

"Peace and long life."
Live long and prosper
*SpiderMew returns the greating, takes another cookie and decides to look arround to find himself a room, he decides to take the attic, moving some things arround, sneaking throw pillows from all over the house. He then spins a large web hammock from wall to wall and aranges the pillows on it.*

This will do untill im told I cant sleep here....

*nibbling on the cookie, spidermew hovers back downstairs and sits on the wall, up in a high corner, were anyone else walking in could see him*

[Uncle Festy]

A tall man in a t-shirt and a pair of jeans strides into The House. He walks over to the kitchen, grabs a cookie, and takes a bite. "Mmmph. *chew chew* Grrd *chew chew* cmkie. *chew chew swallow* Sorry 'bout that. I'm Daniel,^* Uncle Festy's player. Uncle Festy gave me the golden ticket, because he was too lazy to come. Oh, and compliments to the chef - I like the cookies." Daniel points to the cookie, takes another bite, and walks off to his room to unpack.
*Uncle Festy's player's name is not actually Daniel. He just likes the name. Thank you, and have a nice day.