Dissentions V2.0 Game Thread

Dissentions V2.0

Rules Here

Character Backstories Here

Sign ups still open. 1 NPC needs a new master.

REMEMBER! The gold is apparent net worth. Plz do not ask me if this doesnt match with what ive told you before after adjustments. If you need your gold total pm me.

Team Lists

The Ankh-Morpork City Guard
1. taillesskangaru, The Shaman 630g
2. Catharsis, The Dreamer 655g
3. Kol.7, The Illithid 625g
4. Renata, The Planeswalker 706g
5. Rogueknight, The Risk-Breaker 700g
6. Bullshido, The False Prophet Nearly Split in Half Innocent

Lucky Bastards
1. BananaLee, The AEthermancer 856g
2. Niklas, Lady Luck 655g
3. Pinman, The Sacred Fist 982g
4. Tasslehoff, The Warlock 943g
5. Methos, The Spellsword 1321g
6. Backward Logic, The Carrion Feeder 758g

Team 4
1. neverwonagame3, The Horseman 778g
2. scungebian, The Holy Man 750g
3. Bris, The Drunken Brawler 1032g
4. merciary, The Shadow Stalker 707g
5. Rheinmetall, The Overlord 732g
6. Nahkarama, The True BelieverImpaled Innocent

Team 5
1. sirtommygunn, The Arcane Adept 765g
2. Charles Li, The Shadow Dancer 565g
3. dcbandicoot, The Juggernaut 885g
4. Stuck in Pi, The Illusion 685g
5. rathluirc, The AmeboidEvaporated Innocent
6. KittoKittoAsa, The Sadist 927g

Team 6
1. mythmonster2, The Vampyre 693g
2. D'Artagnan59, The Mutant Drowned Innocent
3. choxorn, The Barbarian 661g
4. kill fire, The Necro-Master Fell Over Dead Innocent
5. Leeksoup, The Forsaken 996g
6. Allysian_Feilds, The Mage Masher 777g

The Overcast Knights
1. thomas.berubeg, The Were-Beast 761g
2. LightFang, The Void Walker Strangled Innocent
3. The13thRonin, The Ronin Stabbed Innocent
4. Chandrasekhar, The Mentor 1104g
5. Izipo, The Blood Brother 898g
6. Dirty Fighter 787g

Current Cycle Count:Night 5

Current Voting Tally

Next Combat
Renata vs neverwonagame3
Renata with the stage choice.

Voting History

Day 1


Day 2

Battle 1:
Pinman, the Sacred Fist vs Nahkarma, the True Believer
Pinman Wins, Nahkarma was Innocent!
Betting:

The Following players have lost gold betting:
The follwing players have won gold betting:

Battle 2:
Methos, the Spellsword vs Bullshido, the False Prophet
Methos Wins. Bullshido was Innocent.

Betting Results
The following players have lost gold betting:

The following players have won gold:

Battle 3:
The13thRonin, the Ronin vs D'Artagnan, the Mutant
The13thRonin Wins. D'Artagnan was innocent.

Betting Results:
The Following players have lost money betting

The following players have won gold betting:

Battle 4:
Chandrasehkar, the Mentor vs kill fire, the Necro-Master
TBD

And yet another one.

And with much trumpeting fanfare and similar silly and pointless festivities, Tolis takes the podium. Nor was it an ordinary podium. It was orantely engraved with shapes of bunnies and sheep. Why bunnys and sheep, no one knows, or even cares, as this is not the story of the podium, even though it was quite a pretty podium. One charming and intelligent, and defiently would make for an intersting saturday night date. That is, if you were above the taboo of dating a podium. But I digress.

Tolis, dressed in the vivid purple robes of his post (although it was never really clear what his post actually was) coughed lightly, raising his hands for silence. But in the caucaphany of sounds and lights and colors, and distracted by the sheep, the crowd paid him little heed. So again Tolis rasied his hands, this time more then asking, but not quite demanding yet. And still he was ignored. Not flusted in the least, Tolis rasied his hands yet again, not only demanding, but with a subtle threat against everyone's first boy child left hanging in the air. And it was literally hanging there. Huge purple letters, matching Tolis's robes, appeared in the air, spelling "SHUT UP OR I WILL KILL YOUR FIRST BORN CHILD" hung in midair. That got their attention.

Speaking through a magically enhanced crystal, speically made for this event, Tolis's voice boomed out across the group of gathered combatants.

"Welcome to the greatest collesium challanges the world has every known. You know why you are here. To determine the fate of your homelands. We, the Imperials, have graciously agree to grant our impartial oversight to this tourment. Now for the rules. Firsltly, save the fighting for the arena. No blood should be spilt outside the arena grounds. Secondly, since there may be childern watching at home on the telly, no foul language. We don't mind our kids watching the violence, just dirty words. Lastly, no cheating."

Tolis claps his hands, and cowled servents, head bowed low approached. Each of them had bunnies and sheep embroided on their robes. They pass out bags to the contestants.

"You have been granted 500 gold peices to spend as you will. Daily you will also be given a smaller ammount of gold. Do what you wish with this gold. There are many craftsmen, mages, and instructors who would help you improve yous skills. Or you could purchase some useful things from the various shops. Or you just could get totally trashed every day."

"Each person has 2 votes for the battle of the next night. The daytime combats are choosen totally at random, as social skills should have nothing to do with an arena. The first day (24 hours) is more of a meet and greet. and then the voting will commence. During this this time, you would be wise to elect your team leaders, who can then change you teams name. While i personally enjoy the anomity granted by a simple name, many people dont share that idea. If you have any questions, you can find me in my chambers."

Tolis stalked off to his tent.

Indeed, this is not the story of a podium, nor even of a wickedly awesome man named Tolis. This is, in fact, your story, and it begins thus...

(done in wordpad will clean up when i get home)

Is R.P allowed?

Not only allowed but encouraged.

Your gold count is kind of hard to read. Maybe you could bold that. Or make it gold colored, not yellow.

And link to each person's background story.

Horseman sighed. It was beggining to dawn on him that they could not afford to take this contest lightly. At first, he was relying on King Henry and Strategos's known lack of honor to prevent the contest being a serious issue. But he had just heard the news- King Henry was dead.

The new King was the ex-prince, now renaming himself King. He was a traditionalist, and emphasised honor above all else. He supported the contest, desiring for an end to the wars.

Strategos could have asssasinated him, but the newly renamed King took action first. Now Strategos was dead, and if Horseman lost the contest he would be as well. He had no choice- despite his previous plans to contest the revolt, he would have to win or face the destruction of the realm he had fought for...

nice 2 more sign ups. Nahkarma and Bullshido are back! Welcome the false prophet and true beleiver

Bullshido, the true prophet, wise beyond his years, looks around eying the various competitors with a scrutinizing gaze. As his stare shifts to you, your eyes meet his, and it seems as if your soul itself is an open book laid bare. With a smirk your direction he continues his inspection around the room.

Suddenly, his eyes go white for a moment. He holds his head with both hands, letting out an inhuman scream.

"No... make it stop!" he cries, the falls to the floor in agony while rolling back and forth over the ground. Slowly the writhing subsides and the prophet is still. Shaky on his feet, he stands once more.

"These ...fools... have no idea" he mutters under his breath, perhaps louder than he should, "Its coming..."

"It's coming... and I WILL be ready..."

Lets all Welcome our sadistic KittoKittoAsa Yet another sign up

Bullshido said:

Suddenly, his eyes go white for a moment. He holds his head with both hands, letting out an inhuman scream.

"No... make it stop!" he cries, the falls to the floor in agony while rolling back and forth over the ground.

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The Dreamer turns off her Celine Dion CD.

Sorry about that. Anyway, can't stop to rest, eh? Got to do some serious training.

Meghghan drops to the ground, fast asleep. Onlookers notice that she appears to be humming the 'Rocky' theme.

The Illusion fades in and out among the crowds, looking for something to do, when he hears the speech.

"No cursing? Ah, ****."

When he realizes others heard him, he fades out of sight to sneak back to his room.

"That was close. Better get practicing to pwn all the n00bs here."

I am the Sacred Fist, guardian of all that is holy in this here fair land. The powers of the Divine will shelter me through this perilous contest, and allow me to serve them as needed.

So therefore I beseech you fair men, let Me, The Sacred Fist, fight that foolish man Nahkarama, The True Believer. I sense that he is not true, and his presence brings me great shame.

Nahkarama! I challenge you to a duel to the death!

The Illusion steps out of his tent, alerted by the challenge

"Very brave, very brave. Making a challenge so early. Sacred Fist, I support your going into battle, and Nahkarama, you will answer his challenge. And being so bold as to go into battle, I'll wager 50 gold on The Sacred Fist"

Having said his peace, he and his five identical appearances walk back into his tent.

A bench. A pile of clothes and rags.

Suddenly, hearing the challenge, the pile seems to unfold, it is a dark robed, hooded figure, with his face hidden. A low hissing appears to come from beneath the hood.

''(hiss) Braaai... Uhh I mean, um errr (hiss)''

The voice seems to change suddenly, it is now bold and strong.

''A brave challenge! Let us see the man ''Sacred Fist'' and (hiss, the voice stutters momentarilly) the man ''Nahkarama'' fight.''

''Illithid bets 100 gold on the man ''Sacred fist'' to win.

So, how are all of you guys?

''(hiss) Illithid hungers. Won't you feed poor Illithid, horrible creature?''