Ready, Aim, Fire!

sorry

but ye

i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart

Yeah, I'll change to that.

Anyway, I said I was going to bed earlier back in the Trash Heap, but I got a bit carried away. I'll head off for realz now.

I'll be Grumpy Cat.

edited 24th Apr '15 5:29:19 PM by Jondanger23

Well... fuck it.

Something just came up, and I can't run it.

Someone else can, and I can give you the template.

This is a MEME WAR.

Last meme standing wins.

Here's how this will work.

You have your normal pm, and that's that.

BUT You have to do one other thing.

Your total action consists of one pm to the Game master (whoever takes it)

And one action.

Which means, it can go something like this.

I pm to the GM, that "I shoot Brah"

BUT in the forum thread, I will say "I Shoot Jon".

Your forum thread post can either be fake, or it can be true.

This game, you can juke your opponents with one action post, that may be real, or may not.

LET THE INSANITY COMMENCE

(and sorry that I had to pull out)

I am the once and future king.

Bumpity bump

(and no, sadly I can't host)

Look at Bumpy go

I might be able to host...might.

Actually, if I host, I'll prolly start the game Sunday.

edited 7th May '15 12:44:34 PM by BlackMageAnolis

Yay!

Is this game still not going on?

Wow... Do ya'll need me back as a host?

I am the once and future king.

If no one is running one I could always try and host. I haven't played a game yet but I did spent the last hour laughing at some of the previous games.

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

No, I'll try and host. Sorry, though, I was busy yesterday. I'm done with track, so that won't cut into my time like lovely butter. Anyway, I'll had the OP for this game up soon, but don't expect it just yet.

Also, 'Brine, you playing as well?

I am

What is a man? A miserable pile of secrets, but enough talk have at you!

Since I wont need to try and GM it, I am for playing a few rounds.

edited 11th May '15 8:45:46 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

Alright, then.

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   Okay, is this thing on? ... Right, right, thank you. [clears throat]   

   Welcome, one and all, to the game of Dogeball!   

"You mean dodgeball, right," a random forumgoer cried out from the stands.

"Yea, I think you missed a letter back there."

   No, I can assure you—cough—cough—HAAACK!   

Suddenly, the original announcer, the esteemed Lord Herobrine, came down with, of all things, a nasty cold. Immune to swords and potions, but not to the common cold, eh?

   Shut up.   

Right. Anyway, he's gone now, so now the Council of Games, a government body presiding over games of all kinds, is going to pick who will host this next game. Unfortunately, as this is a government body, nobody will do anything to spearhead this discussion. In fact, most of the time, they've been sitting around, twiddling on their thumbs. After about three days of this, one of the councilmen finally spoke out.

"Guys?"

"What Tang"

"Yea, what is it? Have you met with—""Don't make me hug you. I was just going to say that I'd be, um...willing to host."

After another moment of thumb-twiddling, Eraberg finally spoke up, "Yea, why not Tang?" Soon, everyone was in favor of Tang hosting.

Lovely. Now we got one nomination. Anyone else want to nominate themselves or someone else?

Everyone went silent.

Right. So this seems to be a unanimous decision.

"Yea bro."

"Sweet!"

However, unbeknownst to the others, Black Tang Anolis decides to play a mean trick on them for taking so long to decide who to host. For the team entries, he put the names of the council members themselves, so they were in for quite a rude awakening come the following morning. Furthermore, the game was altered into a free-for-all game, which, when announced the next morning, sent waves of excitement across the nation and angered many of the council members.

However, they knew the populace wanted their games...

...and they weren't going to turn this opportunity down just yet.

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Special Rules

The council members have decided to toy with Tang just as he did with them, announcing their next move via social media (if that's what you call the TV Tropes fora). Though, not all of their posts will be entirely truthful...

Every round, each surviving player must make two actions.

1. PM me their action, as per usual. Either shoot someone else, shoot yourself^* which kills any player who tried to shoot you and keeps you alive, and shooting the air.
2. Create a post that either says what action you took or post a contradictory action.

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Players

• Sweet Brah and his Stairs
• Moo Drowned
• Nyan YOLO
• Geddan, William!
• Math on Motorcycles^* A dangerous activity...
• Why Not Eraberg?
• Cool Dank Meme
• Chama the Slender Woman
• Grumpy Jon
• darkdestinysoul is not a meme

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Round 1 begins in 48 hours or when everyone sends their PMs to me. (Subsequent round will only take 24 hours. This is just to get everyone who wanted to play into the game.)

edited 11th May '15 12:18:44 PM by BlackMageAnolis

I will shoot self

What is a man? A miserable pile of secrets, but enough talk have at you!

-Will try and shoot YOLO, "you do only live once!"

Also good luck everyone.

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

I Will shoot Jondanger

edited 11th May '15 1:45:18 PM by MooGoesCow21

Coriander Hasp, Excrucian Deceiver at your service

I will shoot the air.

The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.

I shoot Brahian1.

Your so dead muwaha *evil laugh*

Coriander Hasp, Excrucian Deceiver at your service

I shoot Jon!    KYAHAHAHAHA!!!   

I shoot myself. opps.

Hey! Stop reading this! This is a signature, not a library!

Round 1

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"Alright, I want a good clean game here. No rough rousing and no horse playing, no fighting or biting or whatever you do."

The other council members groaned after hearing Tang's rhyming quip.

"One hit and you're out. Someone catches the ball and you're out. You try and break the rules, and you're out."

Darkhouse then spoke up, "What if we don't wanna play?"

Tang lowered his head in shame, his hand covering the left side of where his face should be.

"Fine," he belted irritantly, "Go on, see if I care."

Sweet Brah soon called him out, "Whoa man why u leavin us? I thought we all did this"

"Well, if he's giving us the option," Moo Drowned piped up, and he dropped his creepily decorated dogeball and walked off of the field, followed shortly by Darkhouse. Tang then quietly whispered into a telephone, "Yes, I'll need those two taken into custody for abandoning the game, please." The officer on the other line responded with an affirmative "Will do", and the two council members weren't heard from since...

"Anyone else want to join them?"

They all shook their heads and shrugged their shoulders, somewhat realizing how pointless it was to fight back against playing a simple game of Dogeball, especially for the enjoyment of the citizens.

"Alright, then. Let's get started."

A bell started to chime, and the council members spread out from their original position near the lookout.

Eraberg's tentacles wriggled in joyful impatience. "Today, I shall win! I know it!"

Sweet Brah decided to warn another player, "Yo dude im warning u about that guy over there"

Motorduelist Math sneered at Brah with disbelief. "Who, YOLO? That guy couldn't swat a fly if his hands were, um...there was a metaphor somewhere in there." "Take ur time, bro"

Grumpy Jon stared grumpily at the others, not even bothering to say anything.

Cool Dank Meme looked around at the others, giving them intimidating looks as the smell of marajooana [citation needed] irradiated from him. "Let's GEDDAN! Yea, yippee-kai-yay, mother—"

"Hey, that's my thing!" William Geddan Storm's face grimaced as he yelled at Cool.

I suppose I could play it defensively, Chama thought out loud.

"No man we can play defensively," Nyan YOLO YOLO Nyan interrupted before contradicting himself(?) by saying, "You have to play offensive." This was quickly followed by a series of YOLO]s erupting from the pastry-bodied player as he threw his dogeball straight for Math.

"Aw, crap!"

Math quickly threw his own dogeball, but it soon ended up in the hands, er, tentacles of Chama. Shortly thereafter, YOLO's ball collided violently with Math's face, knocking him over.

"Well, this game is starting off rather slowly. Math on Motorcycles, YOU ARE OUT."

In a lapse of reason brought on by the dogeballs whizzing past him, William quickly threw his ball as well, causing it to go out of bounds and hit an audience member. He was then immediately taken into counseling. Grumpy Jon, meanwhile, didn't feel like doing anything and threw his ball aside.

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Surviving Players and Actions

• Sweet Brah and his Stairs — n/a
• Moo Drowned — Shoot self
• Nyan YOLO — Shoot Math
• Geddan, William! — Shoot air
• Math on Motorcycles — Shoot Ichigo
• Why Not Eraberg? — n/a
• Cool Dank Meme — n/a
• Chama the Slender Woman — Shoot self
• Grumpy Jon — Shoot air
• darkdestinysoul is not a meme — Shoot self

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Round 2 begins in 24 hours.

Ouch.

Hey! Stop reading this! This is a signature, not a library!