| Cannonfodder |
This is basically a battle thread, but with sort actual existing rules.
The Story So Far:
Deep in the icy wastes of northern Bronimina, the prisoners of the Broniminan strike force awaited their fate. Four in all languished in their cell, although it had been built to accommodate far more, it seemed.
Before long, a Broniminan dragged them out to a large open square arena, where they were taken into four separate corners. Around the edge of the arena, too high for the prisoners to reach, was a seating stand. The seating and possibly the stonework) appeared to be protected by some form of impenetrable force field. The frosty ground consisted of mud, stained in places by what the prisoners hoped wasn't blood. A chill wind rippled through the arena. The prisoners task was explained to them. Then, the Broniminan left the arena, and a crowd of spectators entered the seating around the edge of the arena. The battle was about to begin.
Basically, you (the prisoners) are forced to fight to the death in front of the spectators. However, this is deeper than that.
You have no weapons to begin with, and no powers, however in the arena is usually stuff you can use to help. You can use any technique you want.
The winner of the fight will get to put together the next arena using this template:
The winner also decides the next number of prisoners (participants), and can pick up to two of them personally.
Make sure you label everything, and absolutely no putting hyper-one-shot-in-guarantee-weapons in the fight arena!
Ok, here is the first arena, made by me in a rush...
Who wants to be the first prisoners?
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an arena can be more advanced than that btw, it can include anything, turrets, cannons for prisoner use, whatever
and to prove this isn't an excuse to make people kill each other for my viewing pleasure, i will even join the first round! I will not godmod or abuse original poster power or anything though.
1: Demonsul
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1: Demonsul
2: Erunion Telcontar
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1: Demonsul
2: Erunion Telcontar
3:Might the God of Cows
4:Quietone
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Might, did you get quietone's permission first?
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I asked Quietone, and you didn't, so shes removed from the list
Also remember if you godmod you will be doomed! something evil will happen, determined by the person you godmodded! >:D
1: Demonsul
2: Erunion Telcontar
3: Might the God of Cows
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You sure you asked Quietone? Cause she said I could do it.
1: Demonsul
2: Erunion Telcontar
3:Might the God of Cows
4:Quietone
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| You (2/29/2008 6:16:46 PM) | | did might get your permission to enter you in this rp thread? | | Lady Quietone [DB] (2/29/2008 6:26:09 PM) |  |  | | what rp thread? whatever it is no..he didnt | | You (2/29/2008 6:26:43 PM) | | ah ok, thought so, might was just sp@mming again | | Lady Quietone [DB] (2/29/2008 6:27:06 PM) | | | | lol yeah appearantly |
The subject of the letter was cannonfodder quietone will not be participating, the slot is still open
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might stop *beep*ming. And you want to be a moderator :P
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might wants to be a moderator? stop him at all costs!
anyway, back to the rp ppl!
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groan...is it like this always when you join an RP might??
lets just get on with the RP and forget the whole might listing quietone's name thing, or just create a thread for it in the hangaround and LET THE ACTUAL RP HAPPEN HERE PLEASE
1: Demonsul
2: Erunion Telcontar
3: Might the God of Cows
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just have to make sure...
TIME TO START THE RP'S FIRST ROUND!
Demonsul shook the weariness from his face. He had been asleep when they were dragged to the arena. It was a dangerous situation, being forced to kill your former friends for survival, but he intended to win and live. He hoped they would let him live if he won...and pledged himself to them of course.
Quickly, Demonsul calculated the situation. The others would still be dazed after the explanation of the proceedings, so he had a moment to see the arena in its entirety. He was behind some rocks and in the center was a crate. Demonsul knew that the word 'pistol' painted on the side of the crate meant it contained the Broniminan's lethal handheld weapons. Quickly running and reaching inside, he withdrew one of the strange machines and ducked for cover behind the stones...
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btw there is no order, just try to attack the other guy who is on at the same time as you, makes it fairer
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Zryike notices that Demonsoul grabs one of the weapons and then starts to hide so Zryike runs out to grab one starts shooting at Demonsoul and runs back to the trench where he started ready to shoot anyone going after the boxes or coming towards him
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*Might runs straight toward the crates grabing a gun before Demonsul got there and jumping behind the trenches.*
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Zryike turns and shoots Might in the head before he notices Zryike is there
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btw demon can someone say that he got there before someone if youve already said you did it and didnt see someone?
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Zryike seeing no one move walks over to each one and puts a bullet in their heads...
I win!
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*Might jumps behind the cover as a bullet whizzes over his head.*
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ok Might you are dead because you jumped to where i was and i had a gun and shot you
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no that is godmodding
Demonsul sees Might dive into the cover of the trenches from behind his rock wall, and sees zryike turn and blast a shot at his head. quickly ducking inside, he picks up a handful of rocks and sand and throws them at zryike, hoping the sandy mixture would blind him.
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lol erunion is still standing in the corner
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[[Z, you can only respond to wat ppl hav done already and if you try to kill someone u need to give them a chance to respond. Otherwise it gets boring and REALLY lame.]]
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yes thats what godmodding is. i fell into godmodding patterns once, so i will give you more chances.
new rule, if you are incative for a while, an active player can kill you! erunion must do something soon or he will be killed
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*Might peeks out from behind the cover and ducks back down before anyone could get a shot at him.* [Ill be gone most of the day....brb?]
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Erunion sprints over and makes a dive for the box contataining pistols. He grabs as many as he can easily carry, with two in his hands, and starts firing bullets in a spray, keeping everyone else under cover as he sprints back to the rocks.
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(OOC: ok but if we had already done are posts no one should say they did it before you. and this is kinda chaos now so i think we should restart)
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RESTART REQUEST
At least three of you should put yes in order to restart
- Demonsul (Undecided)
- Erunion (Undecided)
- Might (Undecided)
- Zryike (YES)
Post your position. If two NOs are recieved then the game will continue. I will only vote when everyone else has
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one more then we can start it properly...oh what the hell
- Demonsul (YES)
- Erunion (Undecided)
- Might (YES)
- Zryike (YES)
YES!
RP START!
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(OOC: ill start first post)
Zryike seeing they were in a arena and having heard catches of killing decided that he was supposed to kill his friends... while he didnt want to do that if it lets him out then he will.
Zryike runs out from the trench and grabs 2 of the things called pistols and runs back to the trench, ready to shoot anyone coming to the trench or trying to grab a gun,
(OOC: i have claimed the trench no one else myay start there and you guys may run out while im running back to the trench.)
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*Might grabs 5 guns and runs behind the rocks.*
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Zryike reaching the trench turns around and sees Might running back to (where?)
and shoots at him making him drop one of the guns he was carrying.
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Erunion ran out from the crates, and as soon as Might and Zryike turned to run, he jumpoed out from behind a tree and gabbed the box of pistols. He took it and ran behind the crates.
Grabbing as many as he could, he stuffed them in his clothing. Four in his belt and one behind his neck, with two more in his hands. He then took the clips from the rest of them and stuffed them in his pockets, making the rest of the pistols so many clubs.
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(OOC: actually you saw Might running)
Zryike shoots at Might and then sees Erunion step out from the crates and grab some pistol and the box... Zryike shoots at him and makes him drop a pistol and 2 clips.
(OOC: so Demonsoul gets some :p)
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{Zryike, I did this just when both you and Might were running...
Although, in my haste, a pistol or two might spill out.}
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{Zryike, I did this just when both you and Might were running...
Although, in my haste, a pistol or two might spill out.}
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(OOC: actually i ran out then Might ran out so i was running back when Might ran out)
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[zryike is right there]
Demonsul dashed out, grabbed two of the strange 'pistol' weapons, dived behind the hay bales and started blasting at the nearest person, who turned out to be Erunion behind the crates. As the bullets pounded into the crates, the wood shattered into small pieces, but it would be a while before the whole crate was destroyed...
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[Erunion has the pistols!]
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(OOC: he dropped a couple!)
Zryike sees Demonsoul run out but he was to fast, but then started shooting at the hay bales where Demonsoul went knowing the bullets can go through.
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A few bullets whipped behind Demonsul through the bales that were his cover, and grazed across his back. They were only scratches, but if Demonsul didn't move, a second and probably more accurate round would finish him real quick.
Breaking cover, Demonsul dashed the length of the arena. This proved unwise as he took a bullet to the leg and fell, skidding into the trench and landing on Might. Taking the opportunity, Demonsul bashed Might in the face repeatedly with the butt of the pistol.
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(OOC: actually i was in the trench not might :p so i would have been more accurate with you running toward me
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ok sorry, replace all 'Might' in that previous sentence with 'Zryike'
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Zryike sees Demonsoul running towards him and shoots him in the leg then Demonsoul skids into the trench and starts beating him senseless, Zryike starts to aim the pistol at Demonsoul and then shoots.
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Taking a bullet in his left shoulder, Demonsul lost all control of that arm. However, raising his right pistol, Demonsul fired a bullet at Zryike's head.
[I can think of three ways to avoid death, so you have no excuse]
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