Show up and get DD. Be sure to get a front row seat. Shane wants to feel the blood when it goes flying through the air.
Splash zone eh?
9 dd
Given the *last* time, I have no doubt that that hat is currently the most dangerous thing in the room.
BRING OUT THE LAWN DARTS!
Bet 3 tokens on BLUE!
Bet taken.
go to arena. Invite miss redhead along. Get DD.
You're having some very good luck with this young woman. I wonder what you'll do with her, at this rate.
You invite her a long and try to get a seat away from the weasel turds.
6dd
get DD, await lawn darts.
5 dd
6 DD on Red.
“That guy doesn't look like he even knows where he is.”
Bet taken.
Get DD.
Sorry for not updating my stats, been a bit busy. I'll do it later today.
Don't worry about it paris, my man. You're doing it as a volunteer, expect nothing but thanks for the effort; I'm not gonna get annoyed that someone who is doing it out of the kindness of his heart isn't doing it fast enough. That would be pretty dicky of me.
Check with the betting person whether the thing I read on the fan-made DMR wiki that says if the payout of a bet is half a DD, your payout is rounded up. (I.E. 1*1.5=2) If this is true, bet the following:
One DD on Wasted Bastard's survival. One DD on Wasted Bastard's elimination.
One DD on Cromwell survival. One DD on Cromwell elimination.
One DD on Magarth survival. One DD on Magarth elimination.
One DD on Navarro survival. One DD on Navarro elimination.
One DD on Gilbert survival. One DD on Gilbert elimination.
One DD on Flimsy survival. One DD on Flimsy elimination.
Prepare a dynamic end bonus to resist having my kneecaps smashed.
Hmmm. I really do need to balance the betting a bit more.
And breaking your knee caps isn't fun. For now I'll just offer large cash rewards for the first person to throw your severed head into the arena.
Bet 3 DD on the weasel getting eaten this episode. Then go eat the weasel.
Use weasel as shield for when proto-Nyars goes for my kneecaps.
See above.
GET DD
same as Doomblade
4 dd.
Doomblade187- 12 DD
"Methinks blue has a good shot right now."
2 DD on Blue, 1 DD on red
Got it.
"Tee-hee," Gilbert says before raising his finger to give himself a mustache. He then slowly raises his other hand.
Raise hand! Volunteering has never gone wrong before in DMR, right?
Name: Gilbert Garplacks
Description: an unspeakably greasy man of uncertain age, his skin shines like that of a fish, and he is constantly red in the face. Though his entire head is hairless, he has a mustache tattooed on his left index finger, which he raises to his lips on many occasions, giggling softly before lowering his finger again.
Reason for signing up: his mother thought it'd grow some hair on his chest at last.
Stats:
Strength: 3
Dexterity: 1
Endurance: 15
Speed: 1
Intelligence: 1
Luck: 5
Will: 1
Perception: 1
Silently raise hand. Don't look at team-mates, they're hallucinated anyways. Only two real people are self, and Bleedy Blue Guy, who is not blue, and self and Bleedy Blue Guy.
Name: Wasted Bastard
Description: A guy who's so thin that his bones show, and his hips form a bowl in which stuff can be held. His stringy greasy hair is falling out in chunks, but reaches down to his lowest rib. His eyes bulge out like nothing you've ever seen, and dart this way and that without end. He's coated in a blue crystalline powder, probably from rolling in some drugs like a cat with catnip.
Reason for signing up: Out of money for drugs and food and rent, so need, like, 20 bucks to make it this month.
Stats:
Strength: 1 (wish this could be 0 for the auto fail)
Dexterity: 11
Endurance: -8 (I mean, 1)
Speed: 2
Intelligence: 1
Luck: 10
Will: 1
Perception: Negative infinity (1)
ALRIGHT! Looks like we have our captains! The host says, placing a admiral's hat on Gilbert and Wasted's heads. The lights cut out on everyone but the host as stage hands drag everyone back stage again.
Now, we're going to play a game which pays homage to the great gladiators of the past, our ancient brethren in the field of honorable death sports. We're having a naval battle! As he says this, the floor of the stage rolls open, peeling back to reveal a massive pool, which is hundreds of feet long and wide, though appears to be only maybe 10 feet deep. Bobbing at either end of the pool is a boat, a relatively small craft, maybe 20 feet long with low walls, a protected driver's cabin and all metal construction. Something like
this. Each boat is armed with two mounted cannons, one on each side. They fire tennis ball sized metal rounds, but need to be reloaded manually between each shot and cannot be rotated or aimed. It appears as though the teams have already been dumped on to their respective ships.
The objective of this game is simple! Eliminate the other team! How do yo do that? Well, there are two ways. First, anyone who falls in the water is immediately eliminated. So, if everyone on the other team finds themselves in the water, then you win! Second, kill the captain! If the ship's captain dies, the ship is considered eliminated! Oh, and the captain is the only one allowed to drive the boat. If anyone else tries to do so, their team automatically loses. You can help the Captain drive, but you can't do it without him!
Team captains, are you ready?