Print

Please login or register.
1 Hour 1 Day 1 Week 1 Month Forever
Login with username, password and session length

[smurfingtonthethird]

1DD a good handful.

To demonstrate my product, throw a bunch at people in the arena.

[Xantalos]

MINE

Fat man dive crush the shot dude!

[darkpaladin109]

Break my last bottle, then use one of the small pieces of glass to go and decapitate Syvarris.

[Toaster]

"The hell are you doing?  Let's not hump the damn wall!"

Take any shot available!  If they board us, shoot the first person that comes on with the revolver.

Spoiler: Larry Sheet (click to show/hide)

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: 3
Inventory:  Revolver; three shots left.
Injuries:  Right arm from elbow down replaced with robot arm.

[flabort]

Turn the wheel in the other direction, charge straight at the enemy now.
((I was trying to get my luck bonus  ))

Spoiler: Wasted Bastard: Blue Team, 0 Points (click to show/hide)

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)

[NAV]

Shoot the cannon at blue team's Wasted Bastard.
"Cromwell, Magarth, don't you want to win? Someone man the other cannon"

Spoiler: Navarro's stats (click to show/hide)

Speed: 15
Dexterity: 5
Perception: 3
Errything else: 1

[Beirus]

Spoiler: Mason Caldwell-Blue Barbarians-8 points (click to show/hide)

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: Replacement leg, replacement hand, Katana sword thing, Athlete suit (4 charges left?), mostly used first aid kit.

"Damn it! I'm sure the wall is nice and all, but the other team is THAT way!"

Shoot anything in range. If the others try to board us, use an offensive charge to board them, activate the sword, and make with the slicing of the captain. Don't activate the sword until I'm on their ship. Also, you know, 360 degree vision, dodge, hope a defensive charge can take care of anything else..

((You did with the boat what Mason did in the very first challenge.))
((You saw nothing.))

[TCM]

LOAD CANNON, SINK ENEMY BATTLESHIP.

Spoiler: Magarth (click to show/hide)

Name: Magarth Tuchivimov
Description: An elite soldier from the Neo-Capitalist-Communist-Fascist-Libertarian-Republic-Kingdom of the Soviet Union, who killed 289 terrorists and filthy dissidents during his military service. In actuality, he spends the day roaming the streets and mugs various pedestrians, stealing any coffee creamer they have. He claims this is, "All part of the defense strategy."
Reason for signing up: CABBAGE. [Not specified any further.]
Stats:
Strength:5
Dexterity:5
Endurance:5
Speed:3
Intelligence:1
Luck:1
Will:3
Perception:5

Team: Red
Points: ?

[syvarris]

Mastahcheese glares up at Paris, coughing up some blood  "If you kill me, I will become more poweful than you could ever imagine!"

He then screams to Hapah  "I will pay you all my earnings from this episode's betting if you shoot that man twice!"

((That's 2x normal price, at minimum Hapah.  And if the first shot kills you don't need to shoot again!))

Resist being killed, if I can.  Try to escape and get to a medical somehing or other.

[Parisbre56]

"Kill you? What are you talking about?" I say as I pat the broken bottle against my palm in a menacing manner. "I don't kill people, I'm not a barbarian." I say with an innocent tone of voice. "I'm just going to claim your head once you die." I add with a grin. "You see, you're in the shark tank. A miniaturized version of our society, with all its decedence, it's cutthroat nature. And right now, those sharks you see? They smell blood." I say and point to the crowd gathering behind him to demonstrate my point. "I'm just one of those fish that hide under the sharks, hoping to snatch the juiciest part from their jaws."

Claim syvarris' head once he dies/gets incapacitated and get my reward.

If it looks like stray shots from the ships below could hit the audience, get the hell away from here and move to a safer viewing position. After claiming my reward, of course.

[Xantalos]

((Both of you should note that there's an angry fat guy on a dive bombing trajectory towards you.))

[syvarris]

Mastahcheese draws another strangled wheeze before responding "Hah, you really think someone wou-" he's interrupted by a coughing fit, spattering blood onto his chest "would go through the work of killing me, and let you have the head?  No, they'd kill you for it too."  Mastahcheese grins sadistically at Paris, a strange expression for a man who's been shot.

[Hapah]

He then screams to Hapah  "I will pay you all my earnings from this episode's betting if you shoot that man twice!"

((That's 2x normal price, at minimum Hapah.  And if the first shot kills you don't need to shoot again!))

"Now, see, that ain't gon' work. You got half a dozen boys, at least, that wanna see you dead. You think they're just gon' let me walk up and pick through your pockets 'cause you said your money was mine? Your money ain't worth nothin' to me 'till I got it in my hands."

"You get that money to me, we can do business. Until then, best of luck to ya."

Go buy a DMR-brand cigar, and 3 DMR beers. Share the beers with my fellow audience memebers!

[Doomblade187]

Doomblade187- 8 DD (After 3 DD bets.)

"Thank you for the beer, good sir. You generosity is without compare."

Accept one of the beers, watch the spectacles unfold.

[swordsmith04]

Receive the other beer, and drink up. Watch both spectacles going on with amusement.
"Thanks. Cheers."