Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another fine day of random pointing!
Today, we have people immediately pointing at each other with the bloodthirstiness and craze of madmen, because, clearly, they do not appreciate life, and must settle for blood.
Let's ignore C'nor's and Ramsus's bear hugs while they attempt to crush each other and let's ignore TBFProgrammer's inane attempts at shooting ghosts. You can't shoot a ghost.
Let's focus our attensions today on Robert Blackletter, who decides to target the wonderful me. Of course, me being awesome, I have fans, and my fan, D_Lord has decided to kick him instead. But now, I must complete the trio! I must hug D_Lord, as a show of thanks!
Standing on the roof of his home, Eric looks out. Why does he have the ill luck of being in a town when the undead attack?
From an adjacent rooftop, Dominic the Lunatic (or so they call him. He hates it when they call him crazy), trots about on top of his own house and calls out to Eric using a megaphone.
"Hey, kid! Doomdays is here! The Mayan Calender is wrong! IT'S HERE! DOOMSDAY IS HERE! Selling garlic, fishsticks, little bobby dolls of meteors for a mere $5 each! Anything else, please confim your order - if you want it, we'll get it!"
Other than the apparently insane fellow, his rooftop currently houses, a refrigerator, with the door open to the side, providing cool air to a beach chair complete with umbrella and table with a cool drink. Dominic has also somhow managed to transport sand to his rooftop, aiding the illusion of a sandy paradise.
I got this item from some starnge little fellow suffering a severe case of jaundice
he said it could answer any question
so i asked this "Magic Conch" and it said i should try to remove a bunch (52.5 to be precise)of lemons from the village
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Today, we have people immediately pointing at each other with the bloodthirstiness and craze of madmen, because, clearly, they do not appreciate life, and must settle for blood.
Blood! Blood! Blood makes the grass grow!
(Sorry, I couldn't resist. It's a reference to a live chess thing some of the people I know do...)
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Originally Posted by Grim ranger
I support the godly magazine idea, and hope that Eld can serve as mix of town crier and incredibly deadpan game show host in some sections. Also, for some odd reason, he will also make appearance when it comes to godly fashion tips, for even if he is grim reaper he will be the most bishounen god there is. Just you wait
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Originally Posted by Moonwolf
Damn you and your comprehensive understanding of synergistic tactics. :|
I've heard that before too. And not in reference to chess.
Wonderful...
What was it relating to, then? I don't particularly wish to be referencing stuff when I'm not aware of it.
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Originally Posted by Grim ranger
I support the godly magazine idea, and hope that Eld can serve as mix of town crier and incredibly deadpan game show host in some sections. Also, for some odd reason, he will also make appearance when it comes to godly fashion tips, for even if he is grim reaper he will be the most bishounen god there is. Just you wait
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Originally Posted by Moonwolf
Damn you and your comprehensive understanding of synergistic tactics. :|
Come on, people! Let's do some roleplay on the rooftops! We can have one big rooftop party, with one crazy Dominic, and one retrospective Eric.
Plus, it's statistically proven that people who roleplay more live longer and get lynched less!
I fixed your link...
And it was what the neutral spectators chanted, since they didn't care who 'died'. Probably a highly local thing in that context
(Just in case it wasn't clear 'live chess' is rather different from the normal sort; it bears, at least with the group I know, much more resemblance to a play than the game.)
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Plague Rat in the Playground
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Originally Posted by Grim ranger
I support the godly magazine idea, and hope that Eld can serve as mix of town crier and incredibly deadpan game show host in some sections. Also, for some odd reason, he will also make appearance when it comes to godly fashion tips, for even if he is grim reaper he will be the most bishounen god there is. Just you wait
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Originally Posted by Moonwolf
Damn you and your comprehensive understanding of synergistic tactics. :|
Plus, it's statistically proven that people who roleplay more live longer and get lynched less!
The one and only time I've invested seriously in RP I was slain on the first day, when the game was yet young.
A scholarly youth sits holed up in a corner of the rooftop, reading a book aloud to drown out the noises the undead make in the streets. It is a rather esoteric novel.
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"Eh! Boy! YOOHOO!" Crazy Dominic called out to the other person who had thus bothered to be on his rooftop on this fine day.
"You like reading books, don'tcha? I got some great stuff for ya! I have the entire Icha Icha series here for sale! I have an umbrella with the picture of a chibi god in underwear! I have a sticker that says "esoteric novels rock!"
Day rose on the village of Resurrection, a place where the undead and the living co-existed. Well, to say that they co-existed is generous. Does oil mix with water?
Many of the villagers had taken to congregating on the roofs of houses. It was such a common practice that almost every building was built with roof access in mind. Dominic the Lunatic knew what to do. Sitting in paradise, he announced DOOMSDAY to the villagers. Eric gazed over at Dominic felling uneasy. Not all the villagers wanted reminding.
C'nor was deeply involved in a game of live chess on display at the center of town. "Blood! Blood! Blood makes the grass grow!" the spectators chanted as she moved from Queen's Pawn's Four to Queen's Pawn's Five. C'nor pointed a crossbow unsteadily at Ramsus as the Queen's Bishop glided smoothly over from Queen's Knight's Second and impaled C'nor with a stake
Checkmate.
As dusk settled across the village of Resurrection, today's game of live chess drew to a close. But where one game ends another begins. In the town of Resurrection, the dead don't often stay dead*…
Spoiler
C'nor was staked and eventually burned.
Night 1 Begins Now
and ends in about 48 hours
*property loss is renegotiable, see your local cleric for details
I wonder if we can talk at night? I looked through the rules, and I don't think there was one. I could have missed it though. Rules Lawyer #1, can we put up a score for roleplaying too, to get some of the players to start some shenanigans?
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"Let the red dawn surmise
What shall we do,
When his blue starlight dies
And all is through."
Dominic whispers out the passages from the thin, yellowed pages, glancing from paper to the sunset, until the hues of red and orange disappeared from view. Putting away The King In Yellow, Dominic, in an act of uncharacteristic behaviour, solemnly stood forth, his left hand clutching the book tightly against his chest, and his right, towards the gruesome spectacle of what wa C'nor.
"Madness distinguishes not night and day, and shadows blur the line with each passing day. How can one claim to be different that those that roam below, in naught other than skin, if we possess of the same bloodlust as our denizens of death? We treat Death as whimsical but just, and our own lives as pinatas to be hit and sprung."
"...You shall protect me!" he cried out loud, holding the book in front of his face, "The King will protect his subjects, as I know he must! I submit myself to naught but the King, and only he alone can take my soul!"
Spying the incoming boot, Dominic raises the book as a shield, and the boot bounces off with a thud.
"Come on! The night is young, and we can sleep when we're dead! I know, let's have a party! I have some cocktails for sale too! I have the Irish Car Bomb, The Monkey Gland and the Hangman's Blood, amongst others, all using real ingredients! he said excitedly, the seriousness of his previous words gone like the wind.
When he is distracted by the boot, let me fly in and quiet him. What an odd passage... oh, interesting.
The scholar pegs Dominic in the back of the head with the book he was reading while Dominic is busy defending himself from the boot. He then snatches the book up and begins flipping to later chapters, hoping to find some useful knowledge.
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Along the shore the cloud waves break,
The twin suns sink behind the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa.
Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies,
But stranger still is-
Dominic hastily snatches back the book, hissing at the youth.
"This book is not for sale. How did you get onto my rooftop anyway?!"
Spoiler
It's literally impossible to find 'the later chapters of the book', because I'm basing it off the actual book 'The King in Yellow', by Robert W. Chambers. Of course, there is the version by Thom Ryng, but I don't have it. And it only alludes so far to the King in Yellow in the King in Yellow
Yo, crazy dude, this book right here, the one I've been reading for a while, is even crazier than you, and I just picked it back up after hitting you with it. Now let's see...
Of course the chapters are out of order and expanded and condensed as necessary to ensure that those skipping through this tome will still not gain any knowledge of what the future holds. Blasted book thinks it is so smart.
The reader, of course [skim] persists in his efforts [skim] despite having been warned
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The scholar defends himself with his book (being a different book entirely from the one Dominic blocked the boot with) and looks at Eric for assistance.
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I am granting an extension to Night 1 due to rules questions affecting night actions. Sorry for the delay. Day 2 will begin in less than 24 hours from now (sooner if all responses are received).
@^I have no problem with talking at night as long as voting waits until day
and hmmm... role playing points sounds interesting... I'll come up with a way to award them. Role play points will be separate from the score awarded awarded for game actions though
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The Order in which actions are resolved:
Day actions:
1. Villager Stake and Burn
2. Woodcutter Axe attack
3. Arch-Mage Phylactery locating
Miscellaneous actions:
Passing the Phylactery: Please allow one full phase for delivery.
Phylactery destruction: Takes place immediately.
Rogue Emulation: Takes place immediately
Role Upgrades: Always resolve last
Power conflicts:
More than one rogue submits the same target for stealing.
The first rogue to send the action target has his power applied first.
Vampire Enthrallment/Control:
If the target is already Enthralled/Controlled by a Vampire, that Vampire gains first dibs
Otherwise, the first vampire to submit the target has his power applied.
Multiple Attacks Slaying the same target that resolve on the same step:
The kill is a awarded to all who chose the kill target
Multiple Scries on the same target:
Helgraf's Interference applies only to conflicting Apprentice powers. Other powers that gain identity information are commonly referred to using the term "scry" but do not apply Helgraf's Interference.
Night fell on the Village of Ressurection. Normally villages would just go to sleep, but not Ressurection. At night, there was always something happening. Villagers made their way carefully around the Village's night club (rumored to be a vampire front) and paused to take in the cool, crisp night air. The roof tops of homes were also alive with unsleeping villagers. Did Dominic the Mad ever close his roof shop? A villager watched as a familiar boot hurtled through the air.
Zombies emerged from between two buildings and began to chase villagers.
"Braaiins!" Zombie attacks were so common in Ressurection that people generally knew how to avoid them: run away. Few Zombies could run with sufficient speed to catch a villager, but there was still the occasional victim of mass attack.
Now, I know what you're thinking: wouldn't the zombies eventually overwhelm the village? Well, yes, they would, but Resurrection had a hero of night known as "The Woodcutter" and it was commonly known that wherever a zombie reared its ugly, decayed head, The Woodcutter would step in and save the day*... But I digress, suffice it to say that the villagers of of Resurrection were a bolder lot than most.
Despite that boldness, a corpse was discovered at sunrise and after a close examination of his scattered body parts, it was determined that this corporeal form had belonged to D_Lord.
Spoiler
D_Lord was slain. He was chopped to pieces.
Day 2 Begins
and ends in about 48 hours
*The Woodcutter is under no obligation to ensure the security of villagers, living or undead