This duel is off
Withdraw: Askthepizzaguy
My apologies
This duel is off
Withdraw: Askthepizzaguy
My apologies
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then, the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.
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Day 2
Voting Record:Though the bickering on this day was less than on the day before, it was still significant enough to make the priest king Reenk Roink stay away from the settlers most of the day. He had more important things to attend to such as spend time with the widows of Gaius Scribonius Curio and Beefy in order to...comfort and console them.
At length the settlers had decided that the most vocal of them all was the man who was most likely to be an usurper. So the pizza guy whom everyone asked was chained and brought forth to the priest king. At this point, the pizza guy had gone quite insane and was reciting poems stating his desire to die.
Reenk Roink examined him quizzically and said: "A pity. This fellow was entertaining, and I sensed potential that he would have some good ideas for stopping the usurper threat."
With that the priest king gave the order to one of his Bronze Companions who swiped the head of the pizza guy off cleanly with one stroke of his sword.
In accordance with his wishes, all of the pizza guy's sheep were slaughtered at his execution.
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Challenge Record:
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Vote Tally:
Askthepizzaguy (TinCow, Yoyoma1910, GeneralHankerchief, Jolt, Askthepizzaguy, shlin28) - 9
TinCow (taka, White_eyes:D, Andres) - 3
Yoyoma1910 (Psychonaut, FactionHeir) - 2
White_eyes:D (LittleGrizzly) - 1
abstain (Lord Winter, boudica, CountArach, Seamus Fermanagh, seireikhaan) - 6
Challenge List:
Alive:
GeneralHankerchief
taka
White_eyes:D
seireikhaan
Lord Winter
Captain Blackadder
Psychonaut
CountArach
FactionHeir
Andres
boudica
Jolt
TinCow
Ichigo
Yoyoma1910
Tristan de Castelrang
Sigurd
shlin28
LittleGrizzly
Seamus Fermanagh
Executed:
777Ares777
Askthepizzaguy
Fallen in battle:
Killed:
TheFlax
pevergreen
Gaius Scribonius Curio
Sasaki Kojiro
Beefy187
Last edited by Reenk Roink; 03-17-2009 at 07:20.
FoS: TinCow, Yoyoma1910, GeneralHankerchief, Jolt, shlin28
Too willing to lynch someone who was quite obviously innocent, even after he committed to death.
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
Indeed. The plebs are becoming increasingly numerous so we must resort to our superior intelect as to counter the bruteness of those plebians.
Anyways, there are a few lurkers who I don't recall having said much throughout the thread, which are taka, Ichigo and Tristan de Castelrang.
BLARGH!
Meh, it's night.
EDIT: I have to be guilty, since a mafioso would know when it's night and when it's day.
Last edited by Andres; 03-17-2009 at 10:30.
Andres is our Lord and Master and could strike us down with thunderbolts or beer cans at any time. ~Askthepizzaguy
Ja mata, TosaInu
The clientele had thinned out a bit at the Dog &
Despite the generous servings of lamb kebabs served with a mutton stew, those drinkers who were still warming their various parts at the fire and supping of the good stuff had not the same humour about them as on previous nights.
What had begun as an adventure had swiftly twisted into something of a nightmare and much of what the settlers wished to discuss with one another remained unsaid... scattered into the pit of grief they felt when they thought of the friends they had lost since their voyage began. But it was not just grief that held their tongues: Also they were silenced by the choking grip of fear.. fear for their own lives; fear spelt out in the distrust which pierced the air between them and fear for who... or what might be waiting for them after the fire's embers died down.
"Shame about awww them sheep wunnit really"
"Chomp!, scrontch! Slurp!"
"O yarrr, foine flock"
"Lovely drippin' pass that bread"
"So whass all this about the bloke who turned into a fish again?"
"Some koind of Religious row that one... bess left to the priests if you ask me"
"Oi thort at first it might be the Good Men who were behoind all this trubble, but now..."
"Nah. All in the same boat we are - even since reachin' droi laaaaaand."
"True enough my Man, Us Good Men may lack your numbers, but our quality shines through in our service to the Priest King, in a manner quite unachievable to those of your station"
"Eh? do you want a sla.."
"Shurrup! we're all friends here.."
The sentence hung in the cool evening air and wafted up with the motes of ash into the dark. Despite the sense of fraternity between many of the Settlers, it was clear that there were those amongst them who were NOT their friends....not friends at all.
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