"Woo, we won! You mind letting me down now? And some first aid would be appreciated."
Hopefully get led down and have my injuries treated by someone.
Name: Navarro
Description: Tall, lanky, scruffy looking, and with a back covered in scars. He has had a difficult life and solves all his problems by running away.
Reason for signing up: He wants a guard robot.
Strength:1
Dexterity:5
Endurance:1
Speed:15
Intelligence:1
Luck:1
Will:1
Perception:3
Red Team
2 points
They drop Navarro off the board and he falls to the ground, holding his stomach and gurgling.
"Navarro needs medic badly. Help. I have...so many wounds."
Team B
APPETIZING
Run up and pull the various knives out of Kriyella, then throw them at various Red team members until I'm dragged off.
Oh, and eat a bit of Kriyella. Her calves, maybe.
Name: Xen
Description: Tall pale lanky bald guy, refuses to wear clothes. However, he's quite polite before he kills and eats people.
Reason for signing up: He was forcibly signed up after he tried to eat something classified.
Stats: (20 points to allocate. 5 Points in a stat gives a 1/3 chance of +1. 10 gives 2/3, etc.)
Strength:1
Dexterity:15
Endurance:5
Speed:3
Intelligence:1
Luck:1
Will:1
Perception:1
They drag Xen away, kicking and screaming as he tries to crawl back toward Kriellya's corpse.
((So, that knife in Mason's thigh...is it one of those "Oh, there's a knife in my thigh. That's inconvenient." moments or one of those "HOLY CARP THERE'S A KNIFE IN MY THIGH! I MUST SCREAM IN ALL CAPS! AAAAAAGH!" moments? I'll edit in some flavor text with a reaction once this is clarified. Also, RIP Kriellya.))
Go try to get the medkit from Kriellya's corpse and bandage myself up if possible. Without removing the knife in my thigh for the moment.
Name: Mason Caldwell
Description: A middle-aged male with brown hair and brown eyes. He has a slightly muscular build and his whole body is covered with scars, a testament to the hard life he has lived.
Reason for signing up: He wants to be a Magister, to have all the power that comes with the position.
Stats: (20 points to allocate. 5 Points in a stat gives a 1/3 chance of +1. 10 gives 2/3, etc.)
Strength:3
Dexterity:3
Endurance:15
Speed:3
Intelligence:1
Luck:1
Will:1
Perception:1
Inventory: Revolver with 3 shots
Considering it gimped your speed, I'd say some crying might be in order.
Mason takes some gauze from Kri's medkit and bandages up his leg. It stops the bleeding, at the very least.
(( Owwwww. Seriously, why would you go for the head XD
Right, next character for the meat grinder. Note to self, never volunteer for anything... And PW, I have to know, was that an overshot or a 5?))
Buncha ones. Specifically, 1 for the throw, one for the end roll on your part.
"...oops. Hey, Xen killed her first!"
Grab a knife, cut off one of Kriellya's arms, and throw it to that guy in the crowd! Try to sneak out with the knife as well.
Name: Larry Hinn
Description: A moderately tall fellow with broad shoulders. Has the dull eyes and brown hair of his family. Cracks his knuckles a lot.
Reason for signing up: To get money for his nephew Thrak. Boy isn't real bright.
Stats:
Strength:5
Dexterity:5
Endurance:5
Speed:5
Intelligence:1
Luck:5
Will:1
Perception:1
Team: BLUE BARBARIANS
Points: 1
Inventory: Revolver; three shots left. Loaned to Mason
Injuries: Right arm from elbow down replaced with robot arm.
Larry pulls the knife out of Kriellya's neck and immediately begins hacking at her shoulder joint, jamming the blade in and twisting and ripping until he can finally tear it the rest of the way free.
He does a spinning hammer toss of the limb straight up into the crowd were it smacks into the head of the guy who asked for it.
Tsafi sat hunched forwards watching the bloodshed from a rather poor seat, the best he could find seeing as he'd been late.
He frowned slightly at the start of the round when the revolver came into play, but other than that his expression remained unchanged until one of the contestants fired a stream of acid from his shackle. As an ex-assassin who intended to participate in these games, he watched it intently, interested to know just what the weapons were capable of.
Tsafi managed a sympathetic wince as Team Blue took out their own leader, but remained silent even as the audience around him went into a frenzy when the host asked for their choice of winner. He looked somewhat uneasy.
"An ironic ending," he mused aloud, mostly to himself once the noise had died down, "To a rather cruel challenge."
He found it hard to enjoy watching such bloodshed when he knew he could very well be strapped to one of those boards himself before long. "Such is the nature of the game, I suppose."
>Get Dollars when appropriate. Watch the audience around me.
10 dd.
The audience around you appears to be covered in blood and severed limb.
IT LOOKS LIKE THE AUDIENCE WANTS CROMWELL AS THEIR WINNER! Everyone loves the underdog, don't they? Well Cromwell, as the winner, gains 5 points, and the rest of his team gains 1 point each. Good for them. WHEN WE COME BACK, XEN WILL PLAY HIS PUNISHMENT GAME! STAY TUNED!.......
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AND WELCOME BACK! The camera holds on the Host's face for a moment before zooming out to show a dark stage with the host standing in a single bright spotlight. Next to him is a large backboard.
Our penalty game today is a nice simple one, which I'm sure you're all familiar with. It's called hangman! And the audience is the one who gets to play! As he says this, another spotlight flicks on and shows Xen, suspended over a deep pit by a set of restraints. There is one restraint for each arm and leg, and one for his torso. They're like rigid metal beams with clamps on the end holding his limbs. Just above his head is a glittering, silver loop of something very thin, like a noose made of piano wire.
Our dear audience gets to chose the letters, and for each mistake, we remove one of poor xen's supports. If we remove them all, well, at that point it's really just a question of if his neck breaks or if he's decapitated. Shall we play? The Host uses a piece of red chalk to draw 10 spaces on the board, like so:
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
When you're ready, friends. Flabort gets 4 dd from his bet on cromwell winning.
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