CTNES: The Hero (or Villian) Within

Surprised more people dont like the TELEKENISIS!!! powers. Thier pretty cool :)
 
It's all about poker you know :p
 
What, use telekinesis to rearrange cards in the deck? I don't think that's possible without people noticing. I agree with Fëanor, roulette and craps are the way to go! And if you're senile, maybe bingo, as long as they have those ball-dispensing contraptions for you to manipulate. :goodjob:
 
But if you have poker you can see if they're bluffing or not :p and you get to know all their cards too!
 

“Here you go Captain. Still don’t know why you want ‘em.” Lieutenant Andersen said, throwing a thick manila folder down on the table.

“Thanks Maria. They’ll help this case out a lot.” Captain Dwight replied, grabbing the folder off the table.

“We already got our man. Why the folder?” The curly-haired woman asked, hands on her blue hip.

“………I think some of these cases are related.” Dwight said, rubbing his dark brow. “All I have to do is prove it.”

The lieutenant laughed with a smile on her face. “Good luck with that. I’ll be working the Peterson case.”

“Hopefully I won’t need it.” The Captain said, standing up and walking off with the thick folder in his hands.


“Devin Ray.” Dwight said, dropping the folder on the table and dragging a chair up to the table. “Or would you prefer Renegade?”

“………Either one is good.” The boy said with a smile across his face.

“Fine. Where’s the money?” Dwight asked.

“……Where’s my jacket?” Devin asked. The boy was missing his black jacket, dressed simply in black jeans and a white t-shirt.

“Stop playing around. You know how much trouble you’re in?” The senior police officer asked, rubbing his forehead.

“Not really. Can I have my jacket back?”

“………Just tell me where you stashed the money. You’ll get less of a sentence if you just confess.”

“Confess to what?”

“Look kid, we got the Hippie, Ali, and a bunch other witnesses who all can testify that you were there.”

“Where?”

Dwight flipped the folder open and threw three packets of papers down on the table. “Las Vegas, three months ago. Ringing any bells?”

“No clue what you’re talking about.”

“The Three Palms Casino and Hotel was robbed by, according to sources, a figure dressed in black jeans and a white shirt. Anything now?”

“Nope.”

“ Phoenix, Arizona. Sammy’s Liquor was robbed by a figure in jeans. Held a guy to a Mr. Sammy Burgerious’s head and demanded cash in a bag.”

“Awesome.”

“Next. Albuquerque, New Mexico. Danny’s home cooking diner was robbed by, once again, a figure in jeans. Witnesses reported the figure rode about twenty feet on an old motorcycle before the motorcycle gave out and he then pushed it away into the sunset.”

“Sounds cool.”

“Don’t **** me kid. I know that you were behind all of these. You were caught pushing an old motorcycle away from a robbery scene. A dirty hippie, after waking up, positively identified you from a line up. Just tell me where the money is!” Dwight stormed.

“Why don’t you ask the hippie? He did, after all, rob the place first.”

“Damn it! Stop playing! I have bigger issues than this **** to deal with!”

“Captain Dwight, can I see you outside for a minute?” Lieutenant Andersen asked, peeking her head inside the room for a minute.

“………Sure.” Dwight replied calmly, stepping up and moving to the door. “You better be ready to talk when I get back.”


“What the………?” Captian Dwight yelled, walking back into the interrogation room. “Where the hell is he?!” The room was empty, except for the table and a pair of chairs.


Outside Austin, smoke was slowly rising to the sky. In a completely deserted area a fire was burning. The remains of a manila folder can be seen from the middle of the flame. The fire burned slowly, erasing all evidence as time passed.

Some two miles down the road, Renegade was walking along the highway. Slowly flipping the top of a lighter up and down, the boy wore a smile. Although he still wore the white t-shirt, a black jacket can be seen lying over his shoulder. With a dangerous grin plastered on his face the boy slowly walked on, headed to nowhere.
 
Telekenisis wouldn't do anything for craps and roulette. What are you going to do, read the dice's mind? Craps and roulette are entirely luck, there is no way you could read someone's mind and be able to win a game of craps or roulette (or bingo, or slots, or many other games of chance). Poker is another thing, by being able to read you opponents' minds you can determine wether or not to stay in the hand or fold, since you know what cards your opponents have.
 
Telekinesis is the ability to move objects with your mind, not the ability to read minds. Which was why I said that it was more useful in craps and roulette.

Of course, if you can only read minds, then poker (and all forms of card games except solitaire) is the way to go. :p
 
OOC: Hmm... I must have gotten it confused :(

For the record, I got my orders in before the Death line :)
 
Crap, orders are due! Okay, noob question: For this NES, what do you put in your orders? What to buy, where to terrorise, where to save the day, etc.?
 
Just write whatever your hero/villian would do. I'll continue to accept orders until I actually start updating, but keep in mind the deadline for next time.
 
OOC: So when do you plan to finish the update :mischief: The people who were supposed to update this weekend didn't :(
 
Alex994 said:
OOC: So when do you plan to finish the update? The people who were supposed to update this weekend didn't.

I answer your question with a quote...

Contempt said:
Update will be on Monday, so orders are due 12PM EST Sunday. Good stories everyone, and I fully expect many of you to fight wars of ideology at some point.
 
Orders sent... late.
 
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