Don't worry, I will vote for you to make it even:clown:....face it....we were destined to Ninja-fight to the death:skull::chucks:
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Don't worry, I will vote for you to make it even:clown:....face it....we were destined to Ninja-fight to the death:skull::chucks:
Ahh, but then I would be lynched. Hmmm, what would I enjoy more, a ninja duel or depriving you of something you are so obviously looking forward to?:laugh4:Quote:
Originally Posted by White_eyes:D
Oops, forgot about the thread.
Is voting closed? I think it is.
Yes, voting is closed. Can I have a tally? Replying to other threads and games atm.
edit:
AVSM: 1 (johnhughthom)
johnhughthom: 2 (AVSM, Shinseikhaan)
White Eyes: 2 (White Eyes, atheotes)
Looks like the Wheel of Death spins Ninja Duel again :sweatdrop:
Methinks I should cut down on the number of games I play, 5 isn't a very healthy number with a week to exam :sweatdrop:
White_Eyes has chosen his form of combat. Now it is up to Johnhughthom to decide!
EDIT: Both chose the bo staff. Select again!
EDIT2: Johnhughthom has chosen his form of combat. Now it is up to White_Eyes:D to decide!
Oh my, well it took nearly all phase in order to get this ninja duel finished, but it was done! And now, the results will be posted. After that, it will be Day phase again because I got the orders already.
Be right back with the story.
At the end of the second day, the crew of the Canis Majoris were undecided as to who sabotaged the ship. Suspicion fell equally on White_Eyes:D and Johnhughthom. As mandated by the Pizzaguy code, the tied vote required a ninja battle to the death. The fighters chose their weapons and prepared to defend their honor.
White_Eyes:D: I challenge you, Johnhughthom. You tried to run from a fight yesterday. Now there is no escape.
Johnhughthom: Discretion is the better part of valor, oh Whitest of Eyes. You should not be so eager to embrace death... for it comes to us all.
White_Eyes:D: Especially YOU! And I shall be that one which brings that very same death that comes to us all and make it move in your general direction and I shall force you to embrace it and show it slides from your last vacation!
Johnhughthom: I LIKE SHOUTING, LET'S FIGHT!
White_Eyes:D unsheathed his katana and raised it above his head, posing in traditional kenjutsu style. Johnhughthom wielded his bo and curled his finger, inviting White_Eyes:D to advance. White_Eyes:D smirked because he knew his katana would slice completely through any simple wooden bo staff with ease. He began to circle his prey and made threatening motions with his weapon, relishing the thought of cleaving his opponent in two. Johnhughthom circled in the opposite direction, mindful of his surroundings. Suddenly, White_Eyes:D advanced, bringing the katana down upon his opponent's staff, intending to slice the bo in two, along with john's head. The incredibly sharp sword connected with the staff with a loud metallic clank. The bo staff was made of some kind of reinforced polyduranium alloy. As the weapons clashed, johnhughthom delivered a swift kick to the lower midsection of his opponent, and then twisted the bo staff and smashed it against his head, knocking him to the deck. John twirled the bo with ease and went on the offensive, attempting to batter White_Eyes:D as he lay on his back. All White_Eyes:D could do was block the blows with his katana until john got too close. As John brought the weapon down again, White_Eyes:D moved his head to the side and slashed at his chest, leaving a large bleeding cut across it. John seemed unaffected by the pain, but quickly reacted by twisting the bo and knocking White_Eyes:D in the temple, causing him to see stars. White_Eyes:D swung his blade in retaliation, but John moved back, allowing White_Eyes:D to leap to his feet, raising the katana above his head again.
Johnhughthom moved so quickly that White_Eyes:D did not even see it coming. As a master of the chopsticks may catch a fly mid-flight, so could Johnhughthom deliver a rapid blow to the face of his opponent. With the style of a master of fencing, John took the bo in one hand and thrust it directly into White_Eyes:D' nose like a pool cue, shattering it instantly from a distance of six feet away. It was not a move that White_Eyes:D had seen before and it caught him off-guard. He cursed at his opponent and called it a cheap shot, but then just as quickly he moved in to deliver a retaliatory strike, thrusting forward very quickly to deliver a potentially fatal strike to the chest. John's reflexes allowed him to partially deflect it, but the blade still pierced John straight through the shoulder, the blade easily passing through bone and flesh, exiting the other side. In response, John used his free hand to deliver a solid punch to White_Eyes' face, mashing him directly in his already broken nose. At the same time, he moved backward to pull himself off of White_Eyes' blade. John was able to ignore the pain, and fortunately it seemed he hadn't suffered nerve damage, so he still had partial mobility in that side.
Both men continued with grim determination. Blood was pouring down White_Eyes' face, and his lips were curled back, baring his blood-soaked teeth. John had a sober expression on his face, and he was bleeding profusely as well, and favoring one side over the other. They circled each other once more... and White_Eyes:D decided that he had the advantage and advanced again. This time, Johnhughthom kicked a release lever and the maintenance hatch he was standing on dropped open, allowing him to fall to the deck below, the katana missing his head by an inch. White_Eyes:D stood at the edge and peered down into the unlit chamber below. "I'm not falling for that..." he muttered to himself, and grabbed a nearby plasma torch.
White_Eyes:D turned on the torch and held it in his free hand, lighting the chamber below him. He dropped down and landed in a crouching position, keeping the katana at the ready to defend himself. The maintenance level was filled with exposed power conduits, fuel lines, heating and cooling systems, and the corridor led directly to the engine room. White_Eyes:D cautiously advanced, checking behind every storage canister and structural support beam. "Come out, come out, wherever you are..." he said.
There was a loud noise behind him, so White_Eyes:D turned and pointed the plasma torch in that direction. It seemed as though some kind of metal toolbox had been tossed deliberately as a distraction, so he turned back around just in time to see Johnhughthom moving from behind a structural support, ready to strike. White_Eyes:D parried the blow, but would need both of his hands for leverage, so he dropped the still-active plasma torch on the deck plating. Johnhughthom advanced, delivering dangerous strikes near the head and torso, each being deflected by White_Eyes:D masterfully. While John advanced, White_Eyes:D moved carefully backwards, positioning himself into a narrowing part of the corridor, full of cargo containers. The tight quarters limited the range of movement of the bo staff, and White_Eyes:D gained the upper hand and began to deliver more aggressive strikes, some dangerously close to the neck. White_Eyes:D jumped backwards, out of range of the staff, and then raised the katana above his head and brought it down in a killing motion. John barely was able to bring the bo between himself and the blade, and it again produced a loud metallic clash. Sensing weakness, White_Eyes:D quickly struck again and again, each time hitting the bo in fiercer and fiercer strikes, which John could not fully deflect due to his weakened shoulder. Bracing himself for yet another blow, John was knocked backwards when the blade connected. This time, the katana shattered the polyduranium staff into two pieces, and passed close enough to John's face to split his cheek, lips, and chin, causing his face to gush blood.
White_Eyes:D thrust the sword forward, but the blow was deflected with one segment of the bo stick and John used the other half to smash White_Eyes:D in the temple, causing him to stagger forward. John shifted his weight and delivered a knee to the jaw, making White_Eyes:D drop his katana. John moved in, swinging the two halves of his bo with each hand, unleashing a hellish combination of strikes to the temple, collarbone, and face, ending in a side kick squarely between his White_Eyes, knocking him backwards to the deck. He unfortunately landed right next to the still-lit plasma torch, which blew his head apart instantly and began incinerating him from the neck down. Johnhughthom picked up the torch and shut it off, and then grabbed the katana and climed up the long ladder to the main deck.
Crew remaining: 5/7
A Very Super Market
Death is Yonder
atheotes
johnhughthom
Shinseikhaan
Dead: 2/7
Chaotix
White_Eyes:D
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
The night phase seemed to go by very quickly. More systems were sabotaged, a few crewmen were starting to complain of headaches. However, everyone else survived the night.
Day Three Begin Now.
This is like an even more actiony version of the rock paper scissors tournament!
My poor heart can barely stand it... Urrgggh.
I LIKE SHOUTING:laugh4:
Epic fight....:yes:
:daisy:....should have went for throwing knifes..:sweatdrop:
[Language please - GH]
I'd like to remind people that it is not a good idea to keep tying the vote and causing these duels. It was supposed to be a deterrent. :laugh4:
Vote: Johnhuthom
Vote:AVSMQuote:
Originally Posted by A Very Super Market
Lets see if we can get you in on the fun.
Come on....it's too epic...:beam: (plus, you made it so that there is a 50/50 chance that the Mafia can survive....of course they would go for it:clown:)Quote:
Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy
Vote:Atheotes
You dont need anyone to fix you? you will realize my importance only when you are sick :furious3:Quote:
Originally Posted by Death is yonder
Vote: Khaan forgot all about your scummy vote on John in the first round....
Edit: Wrong Thread.
Oooh! Different weapons! You should turn the next one into a Medieval-style duel!Quote:
Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy
I could see something like: Chained Mace> Zweihander> Crossbow> Chained mace
Quote:
4. If the vote is tied between 2 people, the players whose lives are on the line will be given a choice of ninja weapons, and they will battle and flip out until one of them dies a freaking sweet death.
5. If the vote is tied between 3 people, everyone who voted for those 3 people will die.
what happens if we have a 4-way tie :sweatdrop:
DO NOT WANT
Everyone, vote for yourselves! I want a five way tie!
In all seriousness I'd like to keep the game moving. Please vote.
I'm very tempted to vote DiY to give AtPG a reason to pull out his own hair.... but......
Vote: John
The crew of the Canis Majoris were very unsure of who among them was causing the damage to the ship. By the end of the day, there was not much in the way of discussion, and the vote was still tied. After being reminded by the computer what time it was, A Very Super Market cast the deciding vote against Johnhughthom.
Johnhughthom: But... but... I'm innocent! I've done nothing wrong!
The other crewmen approached John, but he continued to protest.
Johnhughthom: What about... A Very Super Market? He cast the deciding vote, but he took all day to do it! He's clearly a scumbag!
The crew grabbed John by the arms, and began to lead him towards the Fuel Storage room.
Johnhughthom: Or... or... Shinseikhaan! He's not even spelling my name correctly, he's obviously been compromised somehow! Don't you see?
The Commanding Officer opened the hatch, and ordered the crew to toss John into the Cold Fuel Suspension Unit.
Johnhughthom: Have you looked into atheotes, our so-called medical officer? Shouldn't he be able to examine all of us... or something?
John hung onto the railing overlooking the suspension unit, which stores all of the extremely volatile plasma fuel in a supercooled liquid state and keeps it suspended in an anti-gravity sphere to allow it to expand or contract due to temperature changes, which keeps it from igniting.
Johnhughthom: And you're totally ignoring Death is Yonder! He didn't even say anything besides his vote... you're all acting like scum! Especially because you voted for meeeee..........
The crew pushed him over the side and he fell approximately twenty feet, into the fuel suspension sphere. When Johnhughthom splashed into the cold fuel sphere, all the heat left his body and he was instantly solidified. His frozen form floated around inside the sphere all night long with an expression of horror on his face.
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
Johnhughthom has been tossed into the cold fuel storage unit. If the sabotage continues, he may be rescued and thawed out.... in the morning.
https://i205.photobucket.com/albums/...e-corridor.jpg
Crew remaining: 4/7
A Very Super Market
Death is Yonder
atheotes
Shinseikhaan
Frozen: 1/7
johnhughthom
Dead: 2/7
Chaotix
White_Eyes:D
Night phase begins now and will end by 23:59 GMT-5 today.
:laugh4:
So THAT's why we shouldn't have ninja duels. Because if you duel, then you die for good, whereas otherwise, you can still be rescued. Clever...
But the duels are just so fun....
:clown:
I'm going to post the results a little early as I'm going to be visiting relatives today and I'm not sure what time I will be back.
Night
The crew of the Canis Majoris slept through the night, but there was still something out there damaging all the systems. It was getting to be a very dangerous situation; the pod would not take off, the power levels were dropping, the fuel suspension system was losing containment, and the force shields were beginning to fail. Internal scans showed that certain sections of the ship lost illumination, and heat scans showed a humanoid form lurching through the corridors. There was also a loud scream recorded on the comm traffic, but its origin could not be determined.
Crew remaining: 4/7
A Very Super Market
Death is Yonder
atheotes
Shinseikhaan
Frozen: 1/7
johnhughthom
Dead: 2/7
Chaotix
White_Eyes:D
If you wish to release Johnhughthom from his icy prison, please indicate you wish to do so.
Release: Johnhughthom
or
Release: No one
Day phase begins now. You have until 23:59 GMT-5 August 02 to vote for who you think is guilty of sabotage.
More sabotage anyway, despite john being frozen. Free him, he's a confirmed innocent.
khaan should die, because he is always some kind of mafioso in every game.
I'm much more attractive than that...:inquisitive:Quote:
Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy
I'm curious Atpg, had you planned the icy non-death with potential freedom from the start, or have you added it as a deterent as we were too keen on ninja fun?
I should have made a five-way tie.
Release: johnhughthom
Vote: atheotes
Release: johnhuthom
Vote: Atheotes
The lynch in this game was indeed designed to be a permanent thing, but you would also have the option to release the player from stasis if you desired to do so. Some aspects of the game are kept hidden and you're supposed to find out about them while playing. I had not expected the tied vote thing to be so popular, I thought it might be a simple and easy way to resolve the problem of tied votes which happen so often in mini games.
But...but...but NINJA DUELS are too hard to resist..:clown:
https://i584.photobucket.com/albums/...ill-people.jpg
Edit: I would have went with a Ninja duel as a Mafia/SK no matter what....I mean you knock out a townie no matter what....:bow:
Edit2: Need to have some BIG BRASS ONEs to do it though...:laugh4:
release John: 2 (AVSM, Khaan)
release no one: 0
lynch atheotes: 2 (AVSM, Khaan)
not voting: 2 (atheotes, Death is Yonder)
I would like an explanation :bow:Quote:
Originally Posted by A Very Super Market
You sir, i think your vote is scummy and you are trying to bandwagon simply because i have been behind you....Quote:
Originally Posted by Shinseikhaan
Release: johnhuthom
Vote: Khaan
Release: John
Vote:Khaan
a tie is bad...one of us will die... if i am thrown in the icy prison there is always a chance of coming back once i am proved innocent....
unvote, vote: Atheotes
Don't do that, vote Khaan, pit against him in the ninja arena.
Please, just vote Khaan, no sense dying.
Not if the rest of the town is dead while you are in there.Quote:
if i am thrown in the icy prison there is always a chance of coming back once i am proved innocent....
if i could be released in 1 day, why do you think the town might be dead while i am there?
I'm not exactly at liability to say... lets just say... there's this thing called WoG :sweatdrop:
ok...fair enough... lets c if Khaan or AVSM have anything to say...
if khaan doesnt respond at all, it may not be a bad idea to tie the votes giving us a 50% chance to kill him...
Host note- I am not sure where Khaan is or when he will be back. His Mongolica game is already delayed. I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't comment.
okay then... unvote, vote:khaan a duel it is...
Okay, the challengers are once again ordered to rock, scissors, paper for their lives. This time they can choose their own weapons, whatever they want. Ninja-related or not.
To make it easier on me, can you choose twice or even three times? That way if you draw I can move on to the next selection right away. Just make it clear which is the first selection, otherwise it will automatically be whichever comes first in your message.
EDIT: Just waiting on atheotes.
EDIT: All orders are in.
Day Phase
The remaining crew of the Canis Majoris stepped forward to vote. This time, the vote was tied once more. Command Officer Shinseikhaan had two votes on him, and Medical Officer atheotes had two votes on him as well. atheotes was so sure of his innocence that he was willing to volunteer to be thrown into the cold fuel suspension unit, but this did not sway his fellow officers. Speaking of which... they crew had decided to release Johnhughthom from the cold. Their duel could wait.
They gathered in the cold fuel suspension chamber. After entering in a series of commands, the Command Officer lowered the fuel intake port into the sphere, and lowered the pressure. Johnhughthom's frozen form got blown halfway through the intake, and the action was cancelled. Then the intake port was raised up and Johnhughthom was placed into a nearby Kolto tank to be reanimated. The process would take some time. Now, the Command officer would challenge the Medical officer. The Command officer chose the Pata, and the Medical officer chose the Morning Star.
Shinseikhaan: Another challenger. You must be very confident in your skill if you choose to challenge me, after what happened to your friend. :shame:
atheotes: I'm confident in my innocence, commander. There's something wrong with you... you didn't even seem to show remorse for your fallen comrade. :inquisitive:
Shinseikhaan: Neither shall I show mercy or remorse for you when I have split you into halves. Have you any last words before I turn you into kebab? :bow:
atheotes: After I tear your face apart with these protruding metal spikes, you might have better luck attracting women. :yes:
Shinseikhaan: .....prepare to die. :mellow:
atheotes: LADIES FIRST!!! :furious3:
The battle began with Shinseikhaan swinging his Pata at atheotes and releasing it, causing it to fly towards atheotes' head with blinding speed, puncturing the coolant tank behind him. While atheotes was able to dodge the projectile, he did not see Khaan move across the room in a flash, with palm outstretched, knocking him squarely in the chest, knocking him on his backside. Khaan was immediately upon him, with one knee on the wrist of the hand holding the morning star, and his hand gripped firmly at his throat. Atheotes attempted to wrench Khaan's grip away from his windpipe, but the man was unnaturally strong. Khaan began pummeling atheotes in the face with his left hand, and there was no way for atheotes to block the blows. With rapid succession, each blow landed, and atheotes was already struggling to stay conscious. Meanwhile, the coolant was leaking all over the floor, some of it covering his face, and he was struggling to breathe. This couldn't possibly be... atheotes was too well-trained as an officer to simply go down like that.
The deck was now slick with the liquid coolant, and even the rough traction of their boots would have difficulty keeping their grip. With every bit of strength, atheotes reached up with his legs and hooked one around Khaan's neck, pulling him backward. Khaan attempted to resist but the floor was too slick to maintain his footing. Khaan crashed against the deck and rolled to his feet. atheotes pulled himself up and gripped his weapon tightly, and very carefully began to advance on Shinseikhaan, who began to circle the room, getting near his weapon. Atheotes cut him off before he could get there, and swung the morning star towards Khaan's waist. Khaan hopped back to dodge it, and another swing, and now another. Atheotes had now pinned him to the corner of the compartment, and prepared to unleash stinging **** upon Shinseikhaan. Atheotes delivered a quick thrusting kick which sent Khaan directly into the bulkhead, and swung the morning star as hard as he could towards Khaan's head. Khaan dropped down just in time, and the weapon hit nothing but air. Now atheotes swung lower, and Khaan had no more moves except to attempt to block the blow with his arms. The weapon struck Khaan in the forearm, digging in deep. But he was now almost in a sitting position, and he gripped the weapon with his other hand, and raised his feet to push atheotes off of him. The man wouldn't budge, and so Khaan delivered a swift thrust to the groin with his heel. Atheotes rolled onto the deck in pain, dropping the morning star. Khaan slowly stood up, and looked at the huge wound he had sustained to his left arm. Then he carefully pulled the spiked weapon out of his flesh, blood pouring from the gash, and threw it at atheotes, who was just getting up. The man was quick, but it still impacted him in the shoulder and sent him to the deck once again in pain.
Khaan went for the Pata, which was still protruding from the coolant tank. The gauntlet slid onto Shinseikhaan's right hand, and he tucked his wounded left arm behind his back. Now atheotes had removed the morning star from his shoulder, and had control of the weapon. The men were across the room from one another, separated by the ever-growing pool of slippery coolant. They advanced on one another, Khaan with his blade raised for battle, atheotes with his morning star at the ready. Khaan was the first to attack, thrusting the blade from a safe distance. Atheotes was unable to move out of the way in time, so he was stuck in the abdomen, just barely. He swung the star towards Khaan's head, and Khaan ducked the swing. Another swing, and Khaan met the weapon with his own gauntlet-covered hand. The clash of metal was fierce, almost knocking both men to the deck. Atheotes kept swinging, and Khaan continued to deflect the blows, until atheotes grabbed his wrist and twisted the blade back, and took a free swing at Khaan's face. Khaan had to try to deflect it with his free hand, but it was already weak from the earlier wound. The force of the blow was reduced, but the spiked weapon continued on towards his head, impaling him in the side of the face, one spike going right into his left eye. Khaan roared with pain and delivered a vicious kick to atheotes' knee, causing him to lose his footing. Atheotes fell, dragging Khaan down with him, and the two men struggled on the deck, rolling around in a mixture of coolant and their own blood, their metallic weapons clattering. They struggled to gain leverage over one another, but they were too evenly matched. Finally, Khaan managed to pin atheotes down and prevent him from swinging his weapon. Now, he lowered his pata against the man's throat, attempting to sever his neck. Atheotes could only hold the metal blade back with his own weapon, but Khaan had the advantage, and he was pushing his full weight down on atheotes' neck. Khaan's face was bleeding profusely, the blood getting into his opponent's eyes, making it difficult to see. Atheotes, in desperation, gripped the blade of the pata and tried to forcefully lift it off of his neck, but all that did was split his hand apart. In a few seconds, it would all be over. Gripping the blade as firmly as he could, he lifted it just enough to get his morning star free. With one brutal swing, he smashed Khaan in the side of the head, knocking the man off of him.
Khaan was on the deck, bleeding from both sides of his head... he looked unconscious. atheotes struggled to get up, but he was having trouble getting his footing. He gripped the nearby railing, and pulled himself up. He heard the sound of rapid footfalls behind him, and turned to see a bloodied and vengeful Khaan rushing him at full speed. With both hands he shoved atheotes over the railing, and the morning star went flying off into the darkness. Atheotes gripped the railing and slammed into the side of the overhang, his hands slick with blood and coolant. Khaan grabbed the Pata and swung it at his opponent's hands, and atheotes let go to avoid the loss of his fingers. He fell into the darkness below.
Commander Shinseikhaan entered a series of commands into the nearby control panel. An alarm sounded, indicating that the cold fuel suspension unit was losing anti-grav cohesion. Very shortly, the sphere of supercooled liquid would turn into a lake, covering the entire lower decks with enough cold fuel to freeze anyone that happened to be standing on that level. Even if they didn't touch it directly, the air temperature nearby would drop to levels far below freezing in an instant.
Atheotes had been knocked out by the fall; he had hit his head on a cargo container. But the loud warning alarm caused him to stir. When he realized what was going on, he knew he would have to get off of the service deck and back up to the main level. There was no ladder, and the nearest access port was down a long, dark corridor. Even worse, he heard the sound of one of the military-issue plasma rifles being charged up. He had to move.
Khaan was on the upper deck, and he began firing plasma bolts at his foe. Atheotes ran as fast as he could across the room, and he could hear the sounds of exploding containers and fire suppression systems going off behind him. Bolts of plasma streaked towards the medical officer, and he dove out of the way. The room was filling with smoke and suppression gas, and there was little time left before the cold fuel was released. The sphere hung ominously in mid-air, the smooth surface now rippling... the sphere began to descend towards the deck. Atheotes saw his morning star in the corner of the dimly lit room, and he ran to grab it, again dodging plasma bolts fired from above. Khaan had to move in order to get a better shot. Atheotes grabbed some fiber optic cable that was protruding from the bulkhead, and tied it around the weapon as quickly as he could. He snuck quietly around the room while Khaan was still trying to locate him, and he swung the morning star towards the railing above. It swung around the railing and got tangled up with the fiber optic cable. Khaan finally spotted him and aimed his plasma rifle directly at atheotes.
The medical officer dove out of the way of the projectile, just in time. The bulkhead behind him exploded, and things were looking grim. The cold fuel sphere finally touched the deck, and the fuel was released, spilling everywhere. The medical officer got on his feet and ran back towards the hanging fiber optic cable and propelled himself off of a nearby cargo container to grab the cable in mid-air. Khaan prepared to fire the plasma rifle again, but it needed a moment to heat up more plasma bolts. Atheotes gripped the cable and pulled himself up, hand over hand. When he finally got up to the main deck, Khaan was ready to fire again, and he was circling the room to get a clean shot. The medical officer grabbed a twisted bit of pipe, quickly opened a nearby hatch and sprinted down the corridor. Khaan followed.
Atheotes ducked into one of the crew's quarters. He was appalled at what he saw. The bed was covered in blood, and the place had been ripped apart. Wasn't this A Very Super Market's quarters? But there wasn't time to figure out what was going on. Khaan was firing plasma bolts down the corridor to illuminate it. Atheotes entered a couple security commands into a wall panel, and the doors slid shut. The quarters across the hall, however, slid open. Atheotes waited in the darkness.
Listening carefully, the medical officer heard Khaan walk toward the quarters across the corridor, and begin firing into the darkness. Now was atheotes' chance... he opened the door and prepared to swing the metal pipe against Khaan's head. Khaan heard the noise behind him and turned to defend himself, pushing the rifle between him and the pipe. The metal pipe bent the rifle, and sparks flew into both men's faces as it shorted out. They both fell to the deck. Khaan had remembered to bring his Pata, sheathed and hanging off his utility belt, and he drew the weapon. Atheotes stood quickly and wielded the metal pipe with grim determination. Now he had to finish Khaan. He rushed his commanding officer, pipe raised, and prepared to smash his skull to pieces while he lay prone on the deck. With a sudden movement, Khaan outstretched his arm, and the Pata skewered his opponent through the stomach. The sudden impalement caused atheotes to drop the pipe, and it clattered harmlessly to the deck. Khaan raised his foot, and as atheotes fell forward, Khaan flipped him over his head and onto the deck behind him. The Pata slid out of atheotes, causing his stomach to gush dark red blood.
Atheotes was curled up in pain, but he still tried to get to his feet. Perhaps there was still a way he could get to the medical bay... he pushed himself to his knees and looked up to see Khaan thrusting the Pata into his neck. Blood spurt from his mouth and neck, and the sensation of metal sticking through his throat was uncomfortable beyond belief, and it was suffocating him.
"Good-bye" said Shinseikhaan. He then twisted the Pata, cutting atheotes' head from his body like a pair of scissors through paper.
Crew remaining: 4/7
A Very Super Market
Death is Yonder
johnhughthom
Shinseikhaan
Dead: 3/7
Chaotix
White_Eyes:D
atheotes
Shinseikhaan chose scissors (Pata), atheotes chose paper (morning star)
The crew would now attempt to get some sleep.
Night phase begins now.
what an epic duel :duel:
great write up :applause:
Why am I getting "Golden rule" vibes from this game ATPG??:inquisitive:
Could it be the lack of murders?
what's up with the blood in AVSM's quarters? i am not sure what to make from the write-up...
Khaan was doing some damage to the ship...
DIY talked me into the duel...which could be scummy...
AVSM never responded to my qn...:dizzy2:
And the fact that people dieing=Ship is going to go *Kaboom*:smash:
Ninja duels are cool.
Why there is blood in my room? I dunno. Botched donation? Wampire? Menstruating? Death?
ok..now that you are here, why did you vote for me?
Because you're kosher.
Night phase
The four remaining crewmen did not have a restful night. Every single one of them suffered massive headaches and terrible, terrible nightmares. Johnhughthom, AVSM, and Death is Yonder started coughing up blood. The internal scanners went offline that night and the life support system failed, and backup systems were running at 20% of standard. The ship was filling with noxious gasses, and the temperature was rising.
The crew staggered to their feet, and they began the process of voting once more. Their time was about to expire.
Crew remaining: 4/7
A Very Super Market
Death is Yonder
johnhughthom
Shinseikhaan
Dead: 3/7
Chaotix
White_Eyes:D
atheotes
Begin the final day.
I know something that you don't, and am not at liberty to say it. You'll find out post game.Quote:
Originally Posted by atheotes
Why not khaan, because he's the killer/saboteur?Quote:
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Originally Posted by Askthepizzaguy
Hmm.... ?
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Originally Posted by Shinseikhaan
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Originally Posted by Shinseikhaan
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WRONG!
Vote: Khaan
Frankly, this is either an amazingly bad slip-up, or a purposeful trick. We don't have much to go on besides "John is innocent", so.....
Vote: Khaan
While they were discussing, Death is Yonder, the sub-light drive engineer, keeled over and started convulsing.
Death is Yonder: Ohhh... the pain... the pain..... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
As he tried to get up, his head exploded, and thousands of tiny little insect-like creatures came swarming out of the cavity.
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Crew remaining: 3/7
A Very Super Market
johnhughthom
Shinseikhaan
Dead: 4/7
Chaotix
White_Eyes:D
atheotes
Death is Yonder
:dizzy2: whats happening? looks like the people who got headaches and coughed up blood will die soon...Voting for Khaan seems to be the only option...although AVSM could be the traitor as well...It would nice if Khaan could come in and make any kind of defense... his behavior has been scummy all game :wall:
Vote: A Very Super Market
I'm innocent.
While they continued discussing in a more panicky fashion, A Very Super Market started complaining about pain in his temples. Blood started pouring out of his nose, and he dropped to his knees.
A Very Super Market: What is HAPPENING TO ME??? HELP ME, SOMEONE, PLEASE!!!!
The Chief Executive Officer AVSM held his head in pain, until it exploded all over the deck, releasing another swarm of the diabolical creatures.
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Crew remaining: 2/7
johnhughthom
Shinseikhaan
Dead: 5/7
Chaotix
White_Eyes:D
atheotes
Death is Yonder
A Very Super Market
IT WILL BE DECIDED BY NINJA DUEL AGAIN!
what makes you think that? i think John is going to die the same way :sad:
Johnhughthom looked nervously at Shinseikhaan....
Johnhughthom: It was you? It was YOU??? It was YOU ALL ALONG???? You're a traitor! You've killed us all! My brains!!! MY BRAINS!!!!
John doubled over in pain, and the last thing that went through his mind was a swarm of a thousand miniature alien creatures.
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Crew remaining: 1/7
Shinseikhaan
Dead: 6/7
Chaotix
White_Eyes:D
atheotes
Death is Yonder
A Very Super Market
johnhughthom
Shinseikhaan: Good.... good... you've done well, my puppet... and now, the great honor of feeding the next generation of an entire species goes to you. It is a much greater purpose for you than the task of spreading your filthy human seed across the galaxy. I shall release you from my control, and allow my offspring to devour you while you are still alive.
Just then, Shinseikhaan doubled over and began coughing up blood... and the mother creature emerged from his neck. He was finally released from his control... now if he could only get to the medical bay, and adjust the environmental controls back down to a near-freezing temperature... but they were all around him. The Swarm came from all directions, and the creatures began tearing his skin apart piece by piece. But Commander Shinseikhaan was a genetically advanced and enhanced human. He sprinted down the corridor, even as the creatures fed upon his open wounds, his non-functional eyes, and the blood pouring down his body. They swarmed inside his ears and his nose, but he continued to run down the corridor. The creatures were inside his blood stream now... if he could just keep going a little farther... the environmental control unit was just a few meters away...
He lost consciousness, and fell to the deck. When his head hit the solid metal deck plating, his skull exploded, and a thousand more creatures were released from his brain cavity. The Swarm feasted on his flesh, which was the tastiest of them all, and they also ate the corpses of the rest of the crew. When they were finished, the Mother creature activated a distress beacon, and the entire hive lay in wait... hoping their next meal would come... until then, the entire colony lay dormant. With the power systems still functioning, and a fusion-powered source of ultraviolet radiation coming from the lights in the corridors, and the temperature set to the same conditions as the volcanic environment outside the pod, they could remain in hibernation for millions of years. It was only a matter of time before another group of outsiders ventured too close to their home world.
Dead: 7/7
Chaotix
White_Eyes:D
atheotes
Death is Yonder
A Very Super Market
johnhughthom
Shinseikhaan
The Snatcher
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Hopefully the game was enjoyable for all, and thank you so much for playing. Thanks also to all of you who showed interest in the game! I really am very appreciative towards all you players who signed up so enthusiastically.
I hope some of you come play down at Total War Center's Mafia section, which is located in the Coliseum. I host and moderate down there. And of course I'll still be here. Thanks again!
Good game... i had absolutely no clue that this would happen...
i did think that if i win the duel with Khaan the town would win but that was because i was convinced he was mafia... i am sorry i lost the game for the town in the duel :shame:
Chaotix tried to get me to vote for John, but it was too late... i had left my vote on Khaan till 1 minute before deadline and changed it to chaotix to get the tie... he asked me to change 4 minutes after deadline :sad:Quote:
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I am glad you enjoyed yourself, atheotes. I think you did an excellent job.
First round, you voted for me.
Second round, you voted for me.
Final round, you voted for me.
In the duel, you nearly killed me.
I think that should earn you a townie MVP award. There were others who did very well too... Khaan and Chaotix just so nailed me on the first round. :wall:
you are being too generous... except for the final round vote on Khaan i never thought i was voting correctly... :bow:
I also have to commend White_Eyes for correctly deducing that this was similar to the Golden Rule game, in some ways. That's quite a leap to be making, and I'd figure you'd only make that leap unless you had a few stones along the path which would logically lead you there. I'd be interested to hear his thoughts on that.
Interesting game, pizza.
On a side note- this, folks, is why self preservation votes in the first round are scummy. No one has proper reason to protest a random first round bandwagon unless they've got something to hide.
Nice job Atpg, I enjoyed that one.
It's an interesting challenge keeping mafia mini-games fresh, fun, and balanced. There's only so much you can do with 7 players. If I ever do an unusual/experimental game in the future, I will continue to do you players the courtesy of warning you right in the rules of the first post. That way I can keep hosting somewhat normal games and not have people assume it is automatically the least likely option.
"Maybe, just maybe, our objective is to get ourselves lynched as soon as possible! Only Askthepizzaguy would come up with that! It's a race between the mafia and the town to die first!"
No... I won't torment you like that. If it's an experimental game I'll label it as such.
Good game, :bow:
Creative Juices flow.. and flow... and flow, from the Master of Highly Confusing Mini games, ATPG.