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Labor camp

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List of choices (would you like to be killed by woodchipper, firing squad, gascambers...)

8 (40%)

Choose how to die (with restrictions, or course, no "I want to be nuked in the dining hall")

6 (30%)

Generic Lethal injection

1 (5%)

Electroshock

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Life in prison

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Other (Specify)

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No opinion

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Total Members Voted: 20

[Jbg97]

Y'all need to hush, otherwise I will deploy the OCBC.

[Slayerhero90]

Can we have Aluminum Trees? Spike goes up, then smaller spikes fly out of that one. Quick, merciful death. Gruesome display.
What about can bombs? Beartrap fields?

Ooh! Ooh! Can we engineer some Shudovaij?
The white, blank eyes, come to drag you away in the night faster than a man can run. The wings and skin, ash gray, to blend in with the fog and snow. They take you to their den. The swarm feasts. Two blank eyes stare at you from the top of a tree, muttering incoherently.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Can we have Aluminum Trees? Spike goes up, then smaller spikes fly out of that one. Quick, merciful death. Gruesome display.

Impossible if an actual tree, impractical otherwise.

What about can bombs? Beartrap fields?

Kinda dumb.

Ooh! Ooh! Can we engineer some Shudovaij?
The white, blank eyes, come to drag you away in the night faster than a man can run. The wings and skin, ash gray, to blend in with the fog and snow. They take you to their den. The swarm feasts. Two blank eyes stare at you from the top of a tree, muttering incoherently.

No idea what that is.

[Slayerhero90]

Their heads are like plague doctor's masks, and the bite and scratch. They break the legs and arms. Drag them to their den. Wings. Winged arms. Chitter-chatter-scream. Incoherent chitter-chatter. Breathing problems. Two blank, white eyes, atop a juniper-like branch, staring until the others come. Nothing left, they eat the bones. The eat every bit of the victim. Toothed beak. Screams like a crow. Caw caw chitter-chatter. Swarms. Devour the town. Take the livestock, eat them. Take the children, eat them. Take the guards, eat them. Devour. Hungry. Always hungry. Block out the sky with gray. Gray, gray, gray, white eyes. Flap of wings. Shoot one down, you've just fed the others. They keep coming. The Ghosts of Exile Plateau. The warm-blooded ghosts. Came from humans. Not human. Ghosts. Ghost people? Ghosts. White-eyed ghosts. They don't blink.  If one blinks, run. They don't do that! Why did it blink? It shouldn't; it doesn't need to. Crawl to the cradle. Long claws. Sing into skin and slink out. They watch you. Always watch. They want you out of their territory. The alpha. Grunt out a two word sentence? Possible. Stronger, bigger. They open the locked door. It's locked. It was. They crawl closer. You can't hide, they smell you. They taste you. Snake-ghosts. The Ghosts of Exile Plateau hunger.

[ArchAIngel]

Their heads are like plague doctor's masks, and the bite and scratch. They break the legs and arms. Drag them to their den. Wings. Winged arms. Chitter-chatter-scream. Incoherent chitter-chatter. Breathing problems. Two blank, white eyes, atop a juniper-like branch, staring until the others come. Nothing left, they eat the bones. The eat every bit of the victim. Toothed beak. Screams like a crow. Caw caw chitter-chatter. Swarms. Devour the town. Take the livestock, eat them. Take the children, eat them. Take the guards, eat them. Devour. Hungry. Always hungry. Block out the sky with gray. Gray, gray, gray, white eyes. Flap of wings. Shoot one down, you've just fed the others. They keep coming. The Ghosts of Exile Plateau. The warm-blooded ghosts. Came from humans. Not human. Ghosts. Ghost people? Ghosts. White-eyed ghosts. They don't blink.  If one blinks, run. They don't do that! Why did it blink? It shouldn't; it doesn't need to. Crawl to the cradle. Long claws. Sing into skin and slink out. They watch you. Always watch. They want you out of their territory. The alpha. Grunt out a two word sentence? Possible. Stronger, bigger. They open the locked door. It's locked. It was. They crawl closer. You can't hide, they smell you. They taste you. Snake-ghosts. The Ghosts of Exile Plateau hunger.

So, target practice? Ok.

[Slayerhero90]

There's a special thing about the creatures, though. They have a tendency to not be there. You won't be able to remember the experience correctly. Was the devourer there? You can't tell. And for every detail, the longer after you see one, the more your memory freaks out. Thinking back to an encounter a year later, if the beast isn't killed, all you will remember is your friends and loved ones being ripped apart by invisible forces before your eyes. It probably won't be dead, though. Shoot it? It gets hungrier and it knows that for sure, there's food in there, food that is defending other food. Burn it? It gets angrier and its dying screams alert the sixty-or-more-strong den. Apply magma? They fly, smart one. Now, I'm not saying they don't bleed; they most certainly do. Blackish red blood. I'm also not saying they don't die; they're just stubborn. They just don't feel pain. None besides their hunger. If you try to find some way to kill them, it probably won't work. I'm still trying to figure out an effective way to kill these bastards.

Your best bet is to turn on the lights, keep quiet, don't cook or do anything that produces the scent of food, clutch your loved ones and your gun close, and pray to whatever god or lack of a god you presently possess that they ignore you.

[Xantalos]

Oh yeah those things.
It's actually laughably easy to kill them if you know how.

[Slayerhero90]

I just don't want it to rain again. The acid just pisses them off.

Let's see.
Electricity: It killed one and the others learned not to touch the electric fence.
Radiation: I've still got to live here, so this is out of the question.
Ugh. Any other ways any of you can think of?

With these things around, I'm stuck living in a dark metal bunker.

[Jbg97]

Oh yeah those things.
It's actually laughably easy to kill them if you know how.

Fire the OCBC?

[Xantalos]

I just don't want it to rain again. The acid just pisses them off.

Let's see.
Electricity: It killed one and the others learned not to touch the electric fence.
Radiation: I've still got to live here, so this is out of the question.
Ugh. Any other ways any of you can think of?

With these things around, I'm stuck living in a dark metal bunker.

I'd tell you, but honestly it's too much fun to not.

[Jbg97]

I just don't want it to rain again. The acid just pisses them off.

Let's see.
Electricity: It killed one and the others learned not to touch the electric fence.
Radiation: I've still got to live here, so this is out of the question.
Ugh. Any other ways any of you can think of?

With these things around, I'm stuck living in a dark metal bunker.

No, really. Just fire the O.C.B.C and no longer fear the night. It is the pinnacle of humanity's technological development, and can solve literally every problem known to man.

[Xantalos]

I just don't want it to rain again. The acid just pisses them off.

Let's see.
Electricity: It killed one and the others learned not to touch the electric fence.
Radiation: I've still got to live here, so this is out of the question.
Ugh. Any other ways any of you can think of?

With these things around, I'm stuck living in a dark metal bunker.

No, really. Just fire the O.C.B.C and no longer fear the night. It is the pinnacle of humanity's technological development, and can solve literally every problem known to man.

Overly Complicated Barrel of Cats?

[Jbg97]

I just don't want it to rain again. The acid just pisses them off.

Let's see.
Electricity: It killed one and the others learned not to touch the electric fence.
Radiation: I've still got to live here, so this is out of the question.
Ugh. Any other ways any of you can think of?

With these things around, I'm stuck living in a dark metal bunker.

No, really. Just fire the O.C.B.C and no longer fear the night. It is the pinnacle of humanity's technological development, and can solve literally every problem known to man.

Overly Complicated Barrel of Cats?

Orbital Chainsaw Bear Cannon.
Fully automated, it breeds every species of bear, attaches chainsaws to their arms, then launches them from low earth orbit. You can even select what species of bear and the number of each you want for every launch!

[Xantalos]

I just don't want it to rain again. The acid just pisses them off.

Let's see.
Electricity: It killed one and the others learned not to touch the electric fence.
Radiation: I've still got to live here, so this is out of the question.
Ugh. Any other ways any of you can think of?

With these things around, I'm stuck living in a dark metal bunker.

No, really. Just fire the O.C.B.C and no longer fear the night. It is the pinnacle of humanity's technological development, and can solve li
Literally every problem known to man.

Overly Complicated Barrel of Cats?

Orbital Chainsaw Bear Cannon.
Fully automated, it breeds every species of bear, attaches chainsaws to their arms, then launches them from low earth orbit. You can even select what species of bear and the number of each you want for every launch!

Bah. I'll stay with the Orbital Shark-Bear-Octopus-Tyrannosaur-pterodactyl-ghost-dragon-machine gun-chainsaw Cannon.

[GreatWyrmGold]

I'll stick to the Orbital Bombardment device. Know what it fires? Simple metal rods.

Not as showy, mayhaps, but much less likely to burn up in the atmosphere.