throw another bystander on top of fat xan
Specify.
If he tries that on me, I'll throw him in instead.
Description: Tall and lean with unusually wide shoulders. Fair skin. Long braided chestnut hair. Clean shaven.
Reason for Signing up: Bored.
Greatest Fear: Small potted plants. No one knows why.
Stats:
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 5
Endurance: 1
Speed: 5
Intelligence: 1
Luck: 1
Will: 1
Perception: 5
Toss my valuable deadman dollar and also the would-be murderer-thief at Navarro's feet. HE'S EARNED IT!
Perhaps petition the ostensibly friendly Emilio and anybody else helpful enough in removing this terrible concussed ruffian from the crowd permanent-like.
throw the nearest bystander on top of fat xan
Good enough. The would-be thief and assassin is dragged to the edge of the arena and pushed against the side. Any regrets? Last words? No?
The deadman dollar lands near Navarro. It is equal to a quarter of a point. Good for him.
Keep drinking. Don't get tossed into the arena.
A frat boy grabs and paddles you in a decidedly homoerotic manner. Was this a better outcome y/n?
Buy thee bottles of beer. Start drinking. Whack anyone that gets near me. Throw emptied bottle at Xan and be a general fratboy nuisance.
"YEAH HEY FATTIE HAVE SOME BEER IT TASTES GREAT! Woo!"
That's however many tokens I said it was. Keep track or I'll be cross.
Wow. A good throw for once. You hit him in the chest, knocking the wind out of him, preventing jiggling. You celebrate your victory by paddling a random fellow drunk, to everyone's disgust.
Run to the closest red team member and set them on fire. That should reveal their subcutaneous scales.
You sprint across the court to Xan, ignoring the general madness around you, flamethrower at the ready, reaching him but failing to fire just as he recovers and starts jiggling again.
Wiggle the left stick and mash Y!
Name: Janeway the Destroyer
Description: Imposing female gang leader
Reason for signing up/ desire: To create the greatest man-harem known to humankind
Greatest fear: being shot
Stats:
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 1
Endurance: 1
Speed: 1
Intelligence: 5
Luck: 0
Will: 1
Perception: 1
You nearly wake up, but not quite. Good try.
Dodge any people thrown on me with my minmaxed stillz. Then distract the other team very effectively. JIGGLE JIGGLE
Name: Fat 'Xan' Cordarino
Description: A man that looks more like an enormous white slug, having pale skin, big black eyes, and an enormous amount of fat that belies his stupid amount of speed. Must be the drugs.
Reason for signing up/ desire: He wants power. Strength. To grow infinitely! This man wants everything!
Greatest fear: Being an incompetent fuckwit, which he is a lot of the time.
Stats: (20 points to allocate. 5 Points in a stat gives a 1/3 chance of +1. 10 gives 2/3, etc.)
Strength:0
Dexterity:15
Endurance:5
Speed:0
Intelligence:0
Luck:0
Will:0
Perception:0
Nobody is thrown on you, but you do get hit with a bottle by thrown by a being almost as disgusting as yourself. The temporary identity crisis brought on is averted when you remember that paddle-session you had with a group of tourguides in Australia-3. Crazy days. Oh, looks like there's a madman with a flamethrower facing you.
"Hah! Yes! That's how it's done! I am unstoppable!"
Bask in the glory from the audience. The get that moth ball or Desmonds worm ball. Whichever. He doesn't need two balls at once.
Name: Navarro
Description: A veteran of last season of DMR. Very lanky and scruffy looking, and mostly covered in scars. Life and DMR's eternal punching bag.
Reason for signing up: He wanted a guard robot.
Greatest fear: Blue team winning
Stats:
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Endurance: 5
Speed: 10
Intelligence: 1
Luck: 0
Will: 1
Perception: 1
Points: 12
Catch that "ball" already. Run with it, towards the leftmost red goal.
Navarro runs back down the court, and into the centre, just as Desmond fumbles at the moth-suspended ball. There is a somewhat slapstick moment as they try to grab both balls simultaneously, Navarro somehow managing to drop the moth-covered ball on the floor behind his back, while the holes punctured in Desmond's ball by the struggle allow another two burrower worms out, one of them crawling down Navarro's arm, the other Desmond's. The worms already on Navarro start to chew their way under his ribcage, but are having considerable trouble getting past a layer of muscle. The moth-ball touches the ground during this period.
"Vampire Moths!" cries the host. Simultaneously, as 2,000 volts pass though Xan's body, extreme muscle spasms send him flying across the arena and shatter the bones of his corpse against the left wall.
"Oooh, and is that a lethal disqualification? Looks like it is! Maybe he should have been more careful of his allocated ball!" Half a second later, the tiny wires connecting the vampire moths to their cocoon snap and fall away, and a shimmering host alights upon Navarro. Tiny needles extend from their tails, while their huge wings open and close in pleasure, as their fur and carapaces begin to redden, and Navarro's right leg, armoured with delicate, pearly oysters becomes numb and limp.
The frontrunners of a huge swarm of wasps arrive, and begin ineffectually stinging at Desmond's face. He does get a few swelling lumps, but nothing in any way inhibiting.
If any of the other team goes for a goal, intercept.
Name: Jan Michelson
Description: A short girl with dyed-green hair and equally green eyes, and glasses. She is pale, and has a few freckles under each eye.
Desire: Infinite money, for various purposes.
Greatest Fear: Dying alone, with nobody watching.
Stats
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 5
Endurance: 3
Speed:1
Intelligence: 5
Luck:1
Will:1
Perception: 3
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Two of them, after a brief squabble, are being attacked by three types of insects, while one with a flamethrower is looking confused and murmuring about gadoid rocket packs near your right hoop without the ball. Desmond holds the only ball left in play, and you are the only member of the Red Team conscious.
RED END
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L |u g |
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F | x x | RIGHT
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BLUE END
o=hoop
x=contestant
U=disqualified or incapacitated contestant
g="goalkeeper"
Sorry, Xan, but it looks like we'll have to get a new character in after the elimination round.
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