The House of Origin [Concluded]

[Arjos]

Vote: Kagemusha, because he disappeared XD

[LazyMcCrow]

and Vote: Arjos for laughing

[Arjos]

BTW muscular and oiled couple, looking for adventurous and lusty duo, to have fun at night lol

Ahahahahah, seriously, PM me if you wanna organize something...

[Askthepizzaguy]

NO!!! I DONT WANT TO ORGANIZE ANYTHING EVER AGAIN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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[White_eyes:D]

Vote:LazyMcCrow since it seems to have descended into a conga line of voting for whoever voted last.

[Choxorn]

Vote: White Eyes, because he reappeared and voted just before me.

[Visor]

Tally:

3 Ishmael (JoanK, Makrell, Zaccino)

2 Riedquat (TinCow, Buddhafish)
2 NinjaCow (Bsmith, Chaotix)
2 Visor (Monty, Jarrema)

1 Tincow (Riedquat)
1 Buddhafish (GeneralH)
1 Zaccino (NinjaCow)
1 Captain Black (Visor)
1 Jarrema (Captain Black)
1 Monty (ATPG)
1 Choxorn (Ishmael)
1 Andres (AA)
1 AA (Andres)
1 Kagemusha (Arjos)
1 Arjos (Lazy)
1 Lazy (WhiteEyes)
1 White Eyes (Choxorn)

[Buddhafish]

Visor, I voted for Riedquat as well.

[Visor]

Visor, I voted for Riedquat as well.

Fixed, thanks.

[seireikhaan]

So it occurs to me that I'm rather dumb and let the round end at 4 in the morning local time. Round *will* be over at that point, but likely, the writeup will be 4-6 hours later.

[NinjaCow64]

So it occurs to me that I'm rather dumb and let the round end at 4 in the morning local time. Round *will* be over at that point, but likely, the writeup will be 4-6 hours later.

Don't worry, it happens.

[Ironside]

The Random gods whisper me to Vote:NinjaCow today.

[NinjaCow64]

Fine. Well then I will Unvote; Vote: Riedquat because I WANNA HAVE A SUPER FUN TIE!!!

[Riedquat]

Muuu!! Two cows are voting me.... weird!

[TinCow]

Ties just hold up the game, let's get this one going.

Unvote; Vote: NinjaCow

This game's not big enough for two cows.

[seireikhaan]

My final tally, as of TinCow's tiebreakerage. Writeup asap.

NinjaCow 4 (TinCow, Bsmith, Chaotix, Ironside)
Ishmael 3 (JoanK, Makrell, Zaccino)
Visorslash 2 (Montmorency, Jarema)
Riedquat 2 (NinjaCow, Buddhafish)
TinCow 1 (Riedquat)
Buddhafish 1 (GH)
Zaccino 1 (NinjaCow)
Captain Blackadder 1 (Visorslash)
Jarema 1 (Captain Blackadder)
Montmorency 1 (Pizza)
Choxorn 1 (Ishmael)
Andres 1 (Double A)
Double A 1 (Andres)
Kagemusha 1 (Arjos)
Arjos 1 (Lazy McCrow)
Lazy McCrow 1 (White eyes)
White Eyes 1 (Choxorn)

[Andres]

Ties just hold up the game, let's get this one going.

Unvote; Vote: NinjaCow

This game's not big enough for two cows.

Everybody knows cow farts are responsible for 18 % of the greenhouse gasses that cause global warming, so you're next. For the planet!

[seireikhaan]

Really, to a degree, I was actually somewhat excited for this. I’d never actually had human blood at my hands. Oh, sure, I had martial training with wooden swords in controlled environments. I had become commander of a glorious army, bravely sending forth endless waves of my own men to defeat another man’s endless waves of men. But I’d not actually ever had to use what I assume was a lovingly crafted long sword. When I told the retinue and followers to sort the whole issue out, however, I had no idea the chaos that would ensue. One accusation quite literally led to another. First, someone would accuse a royal guardsmen, only to be accused by someone else for accusing the guard. Then, said accuser would be accused of hiding their murder with their own accusation. Finally, I had to yell at them all and I turned to my poor scribe, who looked to be ready to have a nervous collapse. With a shaking hand, he offered me his record of the accusations.

It seemed that the previously loyal NinjaCow was the killer! Outrageous! How dare he? The entire four people certain of his guilt proudly shoved him down in front of me and knelt him down by force. Whew. Thank the gods that I have such a competent retinue that we could have this all sorted out so fast. I raised my sword high, not offering the obvious traitor the dignity of a last word. Unfortunately, it seems my sword skill was a bit rusty. I didn’t quite get the beheading right, and my sword got stuck on his spine. Eww. With some effort, I yanked the sword back out, and after another good couple of hacks, I managed to get the head completely off. Oh well. Since he was obviously the one at fault, it probably doesn’t matter too much. Besides, the screams of agony don’t necessarily mean it was suffering I caused. No, certainly not, I am a divine emperor now! I don’t cause suffering. Definitely.

“Well done, my faithful followers!” I commended them. “Now, let us spread out once more! We need to find out where an exit is. As always, we’re still going to follow a buddy system, so try to keep them at hand so you don’t get lost. We’ll meet back here in a few hours. Good luck!”



IT IS NOW NIGHT 1. YOU HAVE 24 HOURS TO SUBMIT ORDERS.

Tally:

NinjaCow 4 (TinCow, Bsmith, Chaotix, Ironside)
Ishmael 3 (JoanK, Makrell, Zaccino)
Visorslash 2 (Montmorency, Jarema)
Riedquat 2 (NinjaCow, Buddhafish)
TinCow 1 (Riedquat)
Buddhafish 1 (GH)
Zaccino 1 (NinjaCow)
Captain Blackadder 1 (Visorslash)
Jarema 1 (Captain Blackadder)
Montmorency 1 (Pizza)
Choxorn 1 (Ishmael)
Andres 1 (Double A)
Double A 1 (Andres)
Kagemusha 1 (Arjos)
Arjos 1 (Lazy McCrow)
Lazy McCrow 1 (White eyes)
White Eyes 1 (Choxorn)

[Zack]

FYI: I've changed my name back to the simpler predecessor.

[NinjaCow64]

Everybody knows cow farts are responsible for 18 % of the greenhouse gasses that cause global warming, so you're next. For the planet!

MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

I'm in your planet, destroying your environment!!!

[Askthepizzaguy]

FYI: I've changed my name back to the simpler predecessor.

About time.

Now it's time for us all to have a serious talk with Beskar, aka T.... Tia... Tiaexz... Texas chainsaw massacre if you don't change it back to Beskar.

[JoanK]

The sig still says Zaccino, though.

[Andres]

MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

I'm in your planet, destroying your environment!!!

Not anymore. Dead cows don't fart.

[TinCow]

My partner and I are looking for another couple for nightly fun. Inquiries will be handled discreetly.

[seireikhaan]

Alright, done taking any orders.

[seireikhaan]

The Emperor really does look to have screwed this one up, I thought as I walked with Salat down another narrow corridor. Here we all are, running around like chickens without their heads, and getting butchered off one by one, all while trying, likely In vain, to find some escape. I sighed. “Salat, are you sure about this?” I asked, turning to him. What? Salat? Impossible, he was just here! That idiot, running off, he’ll get himself killed! “Salat, not amusing!” I yelled out. There was no response but my echo. I wouldn’t be so irritated about him being taken down, but him ditching leaves me in a precarious position too. With a huff, I kept going down the path, hoping this was just an idiotic prank. I found my way at an intersection, one path going left, one right, one straight ahead. I was pondering which way when I heard a buzzing. It was growing louder. From… behind? I whipped around, and was shocked that a swarm of bees in front of me. Impossible, we were underground! I felt a sharp prick upon my face as if to answer that as the swarm closed in. Oh gods, why bees. I hate bees… “NOT THE BEES!” I screamed at the top of my lungs and sprinted into what I hoped would be a safe haven down one of the halls.



Crouching, I paused behind a marble pillar. My partner in crime was waiting in the far corner, hidden by an altar. This blasphemer dared to visit such a holy site! I can’t have been surprised, I guess. This lot were desecrating the god’s sacred grounds already. We knew we had to make this quick, get in and out. Even if they were just the court’s royal poet, they would be armed and trained. No, we would wait for him to separate just a bit from his partner. There! He paused, letting the other go farther ahead, while he examined a sculpture of Hadan, God of War. Fitting, really. My partner raised his hand, giving the signal. I pulled a knife from my belt and curled around the pillar. With well-practiced aim, I let it fly, and it struck his knee, sending him buckling down. In a flash, my partner was behind the blasphemer, Atheotes, holding him in a knelt position. A quick flash of silver and the sound of freshly cut flesh was all the indication I needed that he’d slit his throat. We heard the drawing of a sword from sheath from Atheotes’ partner, who had noticed our escapades, and we bolted out of the temple before any unnecessary risk could be incurred.




"I-s-h-A-m-a-e-l"

"Huh?"

"I-s-h-A-m-a-e-l"

"Wha...?"

"I-s-h-A-m-a-e-l"

Okay, this was getting irritating. Just trying to squeeze in a short nap, and now these jerks show up…

"Didn't they teach you how to write, you idiot!!!!!" I recoiled from my spot on the floor the group suddenly started kicking me in the stomach.

"What the hells?!” I bleated out. “I can’t just get a good nap in?”

More kicks.

With a grunt, I started hauling myself up to try and actually defend myself. Only to be met with a fist wearing a metal glove straight to my teeth.
I was vaguely aware of being lifted up and being planted into a chair. Finally gathering my senses back, I saw a shadowy figure in front of me with a black board to their side.

"Today, we'll learn about the spelling of the word Nae'blis".

What in the gods names was going on here?

"Ok, who will tell me how you spell Nae'blis," the "teacher" asked.

"Aha, you there, my dear student, tell me. How do you spell Nae'blis?"

"What? What is this?"

Something heavy smashed against my back, followed by a punch to the crown of my head.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. A bit more focus here, please. How do you spell Nae'blis?"

"Well..." Another punch. "Aw!" And again.

"It is spelled N-a-e..."

"WRONG! YOU IDIOT! What is it with the education system of this place? Don't they teach kids anything anymore these days? In my days, you had to crawl uphill in the snow, to a school without central heating, walls or a roof. In fact, our school didn't exist, it was just a spot marked by an "X" on an incredibly difficult to read map. Once you found that spot (and about 75 % of us died while trying to find it), you saw a big giant man standing there, wearing a black cloak and holding a giant axe. This man then rapidly started to read all 75,000,851 pages of a work called to "Introduction to basic knowledge of history, math and useless facts." Once he finished reading, there was immediately an examination. 578 questions which you had to answer in 30 seconds. One mistake meant sudden death. And this man was good with that axe. Only myself and the Nae'blis passed the exam. Those were the days! Only intelligent people and none of them unemployed! We all worked 100 jobs. We had no choice, since everybody else died because not passing the exam. Anyway, after the exam, we had to crawl back home, uphill again, 1,875,368 miles in the snow."

The teacher paused and took a deep breath.

"And compare that to the present day idiots! The nerve of comparing themselves with elite such as me or the Nae'blis! Outrageous!"

I couldn’t help but stare at this “teacher”. Whoever they were, they were a damned lunatic. I’ve gotten rants from the elderly before about how only they knew the value of hard work, but ye gods! It was as though every elderly person in the history of the world had been warped into a single entity! I had to get out of here, or I’d face death by lecture!

"YOU JUST RUINED YOUR LAST CHANCE!" he bellowed at me. I immediately jumped out of the chair, only to be accosted by the two accompanying him. Thankfully, it seems that the adrenaline gifted to me in my sheer desperation to avoid another lecture gave me the strength to wrench free of the two, and I sprinted down the nearest corridor at a pace I had previously not thought possible.

“Get back here!” The teacher bellowed after me. “In my days, we didn’t flee from school, even if it killed us! Which it did! Why, surviving school was considered the height of honor, so much so…”

Thankfully, it seemed the “teacher’s” accompaniment did not pursue me, and so thankfully, the teacher’s words were eventually drowned into silence by distance. That was way too close.




I have to say, this was a pleasant surprise. I hadn’t expected to find a fully working bath down here. Must be a drainage system that collects the water for the pool. Either way, I’m not one to complain about small miracles. I walked to the edge and dipped a finger in the water to see how the temperature was. Not surprisingly, it was pretty cold. Hmm. Well, I’m not going to catch cold if I just take a few minutes, surely.

“JoanK, what is this?” a voice called from behind me. I turned around, and saw two members of the retinue I was unfamiliar with. “It looks like you’ve found quite the prize!”

“Indeed, I was surprised myself to find this in such good condition. Very strange, don’t you think?”

The two walked up and one put a hand on my shoulder. “Yes, it is in very good condition. Don’t you feel we should leave it like that?” he said.

“Well, of course, but I’m sure it won’t hurt too much to clean ourselves real quick, right?”

I barely saw the flash of silver as he withdrew a gleaming, curved dagger and swiped at me. I managed to stumble my way backwards just in time, barely avoiding a gash. However, in my haste, I tripped over my feet and fell straight backwards into the pool. I sputtered as I found it deeper than I’d first thought.
“DEFILER!” The attacker screamed at me. “YOU DARE SPILL BLOOD IN THIS SACRED FOUNTAIN?” What? They were the ones who attacked me! It was then I heard the splash behind me, and before I could turn, I felt two swords run clean through my chest. There were more, waiting in the pool this whole time? The wound…. Everything… so cold. I felt myself drifting into the darkness, and letting my face fall into the cold abyss.




WHAT?! This was impossible! I came back to our meeting place, ready to discuss any findings, only to find that even more people were missing! Could we have had the wrong person? The thought made me shiver. The mob of followers was even more irate now that our lynching of NinjaCow seemed to have no effect.

“Now, folks, surely we can have a peaceful resolution to thi-“

“BLOOD! VENGEANCE!” The crowd chanted. I sighed.

“Very well, give me whoever’s doing this so we can get on with this and get out!”



Feedback pms will be out very shortly. Day 2 begins now. I'll allot 25 hours to account for feedback.



Alive:

Andres
Arjos
Askthepizzaguy
Bsmith
Buddhafish
Captain Blackadder
Chaotix
Choxorn
Daveshack
Double A
GeneralHankerchief
God Emperor
Ironside
Ishmael
Jarema
Jolt
Kagemusha
Lazy McCrow
Makkrel
Montmorency
Riedquat
Thermal
TinCow
Visorslash
White Eyes
Xenoneb
Zack

Lynched:

NinjaCow (D1)

Killed:

Atheotes (N1)
JoanK (N1)

Attacked:

Ishmael (N1)

[seireikhaan]

Believe that's all the pertinent feedback pms sent. If you think I missed you, let me know.

[Ishmael]

Heh. Nice write up issaikhaan.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Vote: God Emperor

I'm not sure how the Emperor feels about you styling yourself as a divine ruler.

[Chaotix]

Vote: GeneralHankerchief

I'm not sure how the Emperor feels about you styling yourself as his general.