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[Playergamer]

Damn. Find and put on as many clothes as I can. Get a few beers, and get wasted.

[mastahcheese]

Uhhh.... right then... try again or try and get his finger? Cause I might be willing to help with that...  if you can convince me to get within a meter of him ever again...
Say, what's your punishment for this anyway? Something horrible, I imagine...

"If I fail, then I lose one of my own fingers, and probably one of the ones inside the shackle, which would be really bad since, you know, you need your fingers to operate all of its functions."

Apologize to Kriellya for this, then tell her she deserves it for taking my guts.
Then chop her pinky off with the glass shard.

[TCM]

Magarth shuts the fridge door.

Magarth invades Cromwell's personal space, getting right up in his grill and stating him down only a few inches from his face.
"YOU. YOUR FATHER WAS BITCH, YOUR MOTHER WAS WHORE. YOU ARE BITCH-WHORE WITH PENIS LIKE TINY BABY RODENT. DAH? DAH. YOU LACK VEGETABLE CONSUMPTIONS, LIKE LITTLE WHORE BITCH."
Magarth makes his statement loudly with accompanying (in)appropriate hands gestures as globules of his spittle rain upon Cromwell's face and body.

"I may have made a decision as to who to impede."

"YOU ARE LEETLE BITCH MAN."

[GreatWyrmGold]

If we have 8 audience members, we can give each of them control over one of the contestant's limbs. That should be fun.

((That is a hilarious thought. Also hilarious: Have everyone enter commands for every limb, and a random command gets chosen. Like I said, Twitch Plays QWOP-Em-Sock-Em Robots.))

Magarth invades Cromwell's personal space, getting right up in his grill and stating him down only a few inches from his face.
"YOU. YOUR FATHER WAS BITCH, YOUR MOTHER WAS WHORE. YOU ARE BITCH-WHORE WITH PENIS LIKE TINY BABY RODENT. DAH? DAH. YOU LACK VEGETABLE CONSUMPTIONS, LIKE LITTLE WHORE BITCH."
Magarth makes his statement loudly with accompanying (in)appropriate hands gestures as globules of his spittle rain upon Cromwell's face and body.

"I may have made a decision as to who to impede."

"YOU ARE LEETLE BITCH MAN."

...
You can't hear that. We're probably miles apart. And you don't have access to a webcam in my room.

[Kriellya]

Allen's Shackle beeps and announces: CHALLENGE FAILED!

(( Uhh... PW, you may want to give us a better sense of time XD
I'm guessing ~an hour per action right now?
Could you clarify whether it's just *he* doesn't get medical care, or if it is *everyone* doesn't get medical care? Cause I'm assuming it's the latter, in which case we *really* needed to know that it was going to fail now))

Uhhh.... right then... try again or try and get his finger? Cause I might be willing to help with that...  if you can convince me to get within a meter of him ever again...
Say, what's your punishment for this anyway? Something horrible, I imagine...

"If I fail, then I lose one of my own fingers, and probably one of the ones inside the shackle, which would be really bad since, you know, you need your fingers to operate all of its functions."

Apologize to Kriellya for this, then tell her she deserves it for taking my guts.
Then chop her pinky off with the glass shard.

Go use a piece of cloth to stop the bleeding afterward. Hope I don't pass out from pain XD

Spoiler: Kriellya Niabs (click to show/hide)

Description: A short, 29 year old woman. Has pale skin and medium length sea-green hair, tied back in a ponytail. Otherwise looks like she belongs in a library, not a deathmatch.
Reason for signing up: Was looking at bankruptcy and eternal ruin, or come die for the people's entertainment.
Stats:
Strength:1
Dexterity:3
Endurance:1
Speed:5
Intelligence:10
Luck:1
Will:2
Perception: 5

Inventory: Mystery cannon (1 point)

[TCM]

Magarth invades Cromwell's personal space, getting right up in his grill and stating him down only a few inches from his face.
"YOU. YOUR FATHER WAS BITCH, YOUR MOTHER WAS WHORE. YOU ARE BITCH-WHORE WITH PENIS LIKE TINY BABY RODENT. DAH? DAH. YOU LACK VEGETABLE CONSUMPTIONS, LIKE LITTLE WHORE BITCH."
Magarth makes his statement loudly with accompanying (in)appropriate hands gestures as globules of his spittle rain upon Cromwell's face and body.

"I may have made a decision as to who to impede."

"YOU ARE LEETLE BITCH MAN."

...
You can't hear that. We're probably miles apart. And you don't have access to a webcam in my room.

"YOU TRY TO FIGHT ME AND YOU DIE, DAH? DAH! FUCKING MENSHEVIK."

[Taricus]

((Please don't forget Cheese TCM ))

[GreatWyrmGold]

Magarth invades Cromwell's personal space, getting right up in his grill and stating him down only a few inches from his face.
"YOU. YOUR FATHER WAS BITCH, YOUR MOTHER WAS WHORE. YOU ARE BITCH-WHORE WITH PENIS LIKE TINY BABY RODENT. DAH? DAH. YOU LACK VEGETABLE CONSUMPTIONS, LIKE LITTLE WHORE BITCH."
Magarth makes his statement loudly with accompanying (in)appropriate hands gestures as globules of his spittle rain upon Cromwell's face and body.

"I may have made a decision as to who to impede."

"YOU ARE LEETLE BITCH MAN."

...
You can't hear that. We're probably miles apart. And you don't have access to a webcam in my room.

"YOU TRY TO FIGHT ME AND YOU DIE, DAH? DAH! FUCKING MENSHEVIK."

You're crazy. And kinda annoying.

[piecewise]

((I thought I was in the arena. Butts.))

Go outside. Cause havok.

You go outside and harass the lawn ornaments.

>Get a couple of beers from my fridge, sit in my comfiest chair and drink them whilst creeping on the only female contestant.

You're not even in the room Yoink. You're not even a contestant yet. What are you doing yoink. Go home. You're drunk.

Finalize cooking process, then go around eating it while taunting everyone else.

This food is so delicious, everyone else! Too bad you'll never taste it HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA

You run around the room, shoveling heaping handfuls of indecipherable food into your face and gargling a fat laugh through it. 

Damn. Find and put on as many clothes as I can. Get a few beers, and get wasted.

...why the clothes? Like you want to just layer 15 t-shirts on and then get drunk?

Uhhh.... right then... try again or try and get his finger? Cause I might be willing to help with that...  if you can convince me to get within a meter of him ever again...
Say, what's your punishment for this anyway? Something horrible, I imagine...

"If I fail, then I lose one of my own fingers, and probably one of the ones inside the shackle, which would be really bad since, you know, you need your fingers to operate all of its functions."

Apologize to Kriellya for this, then tell her she deserves it for taking my guts.
Then chop her pinky off with the glass shard.

Well lets see here, first the roll to see if you don't just horrible mangle your own hand attempting to cut someone with an unprotected piece of glass.
Ok, that passed.
Now the roll for you attempting to sever a limb with what little strength you have.
Well congrats, you manage to give her several annoying cuts but nothing else.

Allen's Shackle beeps and announces: CHALLENGE FAILED!

(( Uhh... PW, you may want to give us a better sense of time XD
I'm guessing ~an hour per action right now?
Could you clarify whether it's just *he* doesn't get medical care, or if it is *everyone* doesn't get medical care? Cause I'm assuming it's the latter, in which case we *really* needed to know that it was going to fail now))

Uhhh.... right then... try again or try and get his finger? Cause I might be willing to help with that...  if you can convince me to get within a meter of him ever again...
Say, what's your punishment for this anyway? Something horrible, I imagine...

"If I fail, then I lose one of my own fingers, and probably one of the ones inside the shackle, which would be really bad since, you know, you need your fingers to operate all of its functions."

Apologize to Kriellya for this, then tell her she deserves it for taking my guts.
Then chop her pinky off with the glass shard.

Go use a piece of cloth to stop the bleeding afterward. Hope I don't pass out from pain XD

Spoiler: Kriellya Niabs (click to show/hide)

Description: A short, 29 year old woman. Has pale skin and medium length sea-green hair, tied back in a ponytail. Otherwise looks like she belongs in a library, not a deathmatch.
Reason for signing up: Was looking at bankruptcy and eternal ruin, or come die for the people's entertainment.
Stats:
Strength:1
Dexterity:3
Endurance:1
Speed:5
Intelligence:10
Luck:1
Will:2
Perception: 5

Inventory: Mystery cannon (1 point)

"Hey bro, mind doing a better job at this? I'd prefer to not have my finger chopped off via 10,000 paper cuts here."


(I'll do challenge timers in "Turns" now.)

Speaking of which, your Shackle beeps.

[Toaster]

Larry just laughs.  "That's not how you cut a finger!  You gotta put your heart into it!"

Watch and laugh.

[Kriellya]

(( I'm vaguely hoping you run out of time before you succeed ))

Right, let's get some cloth so that doesn't cut you...

Go get a few cloth items from somewhere (dresser if there's one, towels from the kitchen, or sheets from the beds) Hand one of them to Cromwell, keep the other for stopping the bleeding.

Spoiler: Kriellya Niabs (click to show/hide)

Description: A short, 29 year old woman. Has pale skin and medium length sea-green hair, tied back in a ponytail. Otherwise looks like she belongs in a library, not a deathmatch.
Reason for signing up: Was looking at bankruptcy and eternal ruin, or come die for the people's entertainment.
Stats:
Strength:1
Dexterity:3
Endurance:1
Speed:5
Intelligence:10
Luck:1
Will:2
Perception: 5

Inventory: Mystery cannon (1 point)

[Playergamer]

Yes, 15 T-shirts would be nice.

[NAV]

"Cromwell, Kriellya,  Let me do it. I am an expert at glass-based combat."

Help cut off the finger.

[Beirus]

Mason looks over from watching TV to watch the man without guts fail at the improvised amputation. "He's right, you're doing it wrong. You have to believe. Be the glass, man, be the glass."Mason chuckles. "Or if I thought you'd pay the points back, I could lend a point to buy a combat knife from the vending machine to help you out."He gives a more reasonable suggestion as an afterthought.

Watch the attempted amputation.

((EDIT: Wait, the knife is 3 points. Darn it.))

[GreatWyrmGold]

"That's not how you cut a finger!  You gotta put your heart into it!"

((Pretty sure he doesn't want the heart.))