Swords and D20's 2: Return of Anywhere [Concluded]

**Beskar** · 10-18-2009, 19:16

Where are the results? :O :O

I want to know if my kill on ATPG worked or not.

**Askthepizzaguy** · 10-18-2009, 19:24

Originally Posted by Beskar

Where are the results? :O :O

I want to know if my kill on ATPG worked or not.

Oh yeah? Oh YEAH???? Well I investigated you last night! Ha. That means I caught you in the act. Now all I have to do is use my spell auto-revive to come back from death and accuse you in the morning. But until then we have some time, so uh... come here, sugar-pie.

**Cultured Drizzt fan** · 10-18-2009, 19:53

Originally Posted by Beskar

Where are the results? :O :O

I want to know if my kill on ATPG worked or not.

on my end we still have 5 hours. Some people still need to send in order

**Beskar** · 10-18-2009, 20:00

end October 17th, 9:00 PM EST

It's 8pm, 18th October.

You must have got the date wrong, silly.

**Cultured Drizzt fan** · 10-18-2009, 20:07

.... I might have.......

suffice to say there is still 5 hours left. Decided to make the first 2 phases a bit more than 24 hours. But now each phase will be 24 hours and no later.

**Cultured Drizzt fan** · 10-19-2009, 00:24

Night One:

Askthepizzaguy was walking down the prison camp, minding his own business, when he felt a shadow fall across him.
A man was standing on top of one of the Prisoners Bunkers, his face masked in shadows. He grasped a staff in one hand and his other was pointed straight at Atpg’s head. “FREEZE!” the figure said. “put your hands behind you head and get on the ground!”
Atpg was confused “wait, should I freeze or put my hands on my head?”

The figure face palmed his head with his hand “Come on man, my intention was obvious! I want you to stop moving and then place your hands on your head and drop to the ground. And after THAT stay frozen!” He dropped his hand from his head and looked down. Atpg was halfway down the camp, running for his life. “ohhhh I see, a distraction…. Clever.”
He snapped his fingers and levitated into the air, moving forward through it and flying.

He gained quickly on the slow moving Pizza guy. And soon came in range “And now! Obscuring mist!” a deep and heavy fog rose from the ground around Atpg, and he groped around blindly.

“Muhahahah!” the figure said, and he touched the ground and his hands began to glow……
The mist dissipated in a 15 minutes, and Atpg found himself trapped in a small cage made of stone. He sighed, looks like he was not going anywhere tonight….

Faction heir was heading towards where everyone was expecting to start the escape attempt for tonight. And He was pretty happy. With Bob dead maybe they had a REAL chance at getting out of this dump! He walked deep in thought, and did not really pay attention to what was going on around him. So when a man snuck up behind him he did not really realize it until the sword was coming out of its sheath. The metallic sound woke him from his stupor, and he whirled around. A fighter stood behind him, bedecked in heavy armor and weapons. His long sword was out and ready to Impale Faction heir!

“whaaa? But you guards are supposed to be protecting us…” Faction heir stuttered it out, taking out a small club he kept on him.

“Bob was not killed By Atheotes. We all know that Faction heir. YOU did it! It’s the only explanation. Now feel the righteous wrath of a PC!” He Lunged forward sword skimming Faction heirs chest before the club deflected it.

“DUDE NOT COOL! I am not going to let you kill me for no good reason! I DID NOT KILL BOB!” Faction heir growled and raised the club for a massive hit to his attackers helmeted head.
It was like ringing a gong. The PC fell back in shock at the hit, and Faction heir turned to run away….. Right into a wall of flame. A second attacker walked from behind a bunker, this one not human in the slightest. The demon walked forward towards the wall of hellfire, stepping in and pulling Faction heir from its clutches. His body was burned and broken, his club a piece of tinder. But he still clung to life.

“oops, prisoner. Well, you can’t save em all I guess.” He stabbed faction heir in the gut with his talons and let the corpse fall to the ground. The demon turned around, hardly giving the guard only five feet behind him any thought. For that The warrior was grateful… The prisoners hit had really hurt……

Faction heir (Prisoner) has been killed

Death is yonder was heading towards his bunker when a old lady started approaching him. Wow, it was his mom…..
“Young man! You are just horrible terrible! How did you end up in this run down old place! Come here, let momma get you a proper dinner! You look famished!”
The lady grabbed Death is Yonder and led him towards his room. Where she opened up a bottle of Champagne and set it down at their table. She poured two glasses of it and set one in front of herself and one in front of Death is yonder.

Death is yonder was confused “you are not my mother.”

“Ohh honey how could you even think that! Drink up. By the way have you ever seen the princess bride?”

“OF COURSE! LOVE THAT MOVIE! Wait…. Is this a battle of wits?”

“yes Honey. The battle of wits has begun. It ends when you decide and we both drink and who is right and who is dead.”

“But it's so simple. All I have to do is divine it from what I know of you: are you the sort of woman who would put the poison into her own cup or that of her enemies. Now, a clever man would put the poison into his own goblet because he would know that only a great fool would reach or what he is given. I am not a great fool, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. But you must have known that I am not a great fool, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me.”

“You've made your decision then?” Said the lady.
“Not remotely! Because the poison must come from Anywhere at all. As everyone knows, Anywhere at all is entirely peopled with criminals. And criminals are used to having people not trust them as you are not trusted by me. So I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you.”
“Truly, you have a dizzying intellect.”
“Wait 'til I get going! Where was I?”

“Anywhere at all.”

“And you must have suspected that I would have known the poison's origin, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me!”

“You're just stalling now.”

“You'd like to think that, wouldn't you? You've snuck into the camp, which means that you're exceptionally strong...so you could have put the poison in your own cup, depending on your strength to save you, so clearly I cannot choose the wine in front of you. But you've also Impersonated my mother, which means you must have studied and in studying you must have learned that man is mortal, so you would have put the poison as far from yourself as possible, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me.“

“You're trying to trick me into giving away something. It won't work.”

“It has worked! You've given everything away! I know where the poison is”

“Then make your choice.”

“I will and I choose...What in the world can that be?” Death is Yonder points behind the lady.
The lady turns around, looking expectantly “What? Where? I don't see anything.”

Death is Yonder quickly switches the glasses of champagne. “Oh, well, I-I could have sworn I saw something. No matter.” Death is Yonder starts to laugh
“What's so funny?”

“I'll tell you in a minute. First, let's drink -- me from my glass, and you from yours.”
And he picks up his Glass. The Lady picks up the one in front of him. As they both start to drink, Death is Yonder hesitates a moment.
Then, allowing the lady to drink first, he swallows his champagne.

“You guessed wrong.” The lady says.

“You only think I guessed wrong! That's what's so funny! I switched glasses when your back was turned! Ha ha! You fool! You fell victim to one of the classic blunders! The most famous is never get involved in a land war in Asia, but only slightly less well-known is this: never go in against a Prisoner when death is on the line!! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!! Ha ha ha—“

The lady cuts in “ You fool! The glasses were both poisoned! I have been working up an immunity to that poison for years.”

Death is yonder smiles broadly “so have I!” The lady is shocked, and leaps through the window, leaving Death is yonder to his maniacal laughter.

Death is Yonder has been attacked and survived.

The prisoner lined up behind one of the bunkers. All of them with escape on their minds. And By all of them, I mean the one man who decided to show up. He steeled himself and ran forward towards the wall. Where he was met by the two guards who ALSO decided to show up. The prisoner saw himself running into suicide and turned right back around.
One of the guards called out to him “hey, what are you doing out tonight?”
He stifled a cry “ummm…. You know, a good old jog in the moonlight. Keep my spirits up….. Just gonna head back to my cold dark bunker now.”
“yeah you do that, and tell the prisoners we are on to them! Jogs my foot!”
“ummm yeah. Will do.”

No escapee's tonight!

The captain of the guard called everyone to the main courtyard in the morning. Atheotes blood having been cleaned in the night.
“Well. We have a problem. Another dead and we are still no closer to finding whoever killed Bob and Faction heir. So I thought we might as well keep doing what we are doing. Pick another traitor people!”

Alive: 15/17
Iskander 3.1
Khazaar
Reenk Roink
A Very Super Market
Askthepizzaguy
White_eyes:D
Tratorix
Ichigo
Centurion1
CaptainBlackadder
Death is Yonder
Beskar
Yaropolk
slashandburn
Zain

Lynched: 1
atheotes

Killed:1
FactionHeir

Begin day 2, It ends October 19; 9:00 PM EST

**Askthepizzaguy** · 10-19-2009, 00:37

Ah, picking pizzaguy first again are we? So much metagaming, so little time. Maybe if we hadn't done that, we could have stopped a kill, yes? Mmm? Good.

At least I know I'm murderbait now. Goody.

**Reenk Roink** · 10-19-2009, 00:41

Obviously a detective felt the need to rummage through my stuff because you know meta gaming and all.

It's one of White eyes or Beskar I'm fairly sure but White eyes makes the thread more fun to read so Vote: Beskar

**Death is yonder** · 10-19-2009, 00:40

Did someone just try to murder me?

Good ol mama try to poison my drink!?

Great write up though

**Askthepizzaguy** · 10-19-2009, 00:44

Well I could certainly use a cleric right about now to protect me against murder at night. Also, I wish to institute a new policy: I start voting the meta-gamers right away in every game until it stops.

Investigated or blocked on the first rounds in the past several games, both on the .org and at CFC.