I created a basement discussion area for this place, because deathtraps are always best talked about in basements beyond basements. You can find it in my signature.
Turn 7.In preparation of this bloodsport, assume my True Form, whatever it may be.
You assume your True Form. Unfortunately, the True Rules state that one must take a form able to hold the spirit of Comradeship, which limits how
warped you can be. We can get around this. You reveal yourself to be Nick Land: who has mastered the
cacophony of words(trademarked) and sees past the corruptions of
liberal democracy(trademarked). Wait, wait, wait, wait, how can he hold the spirit of Comradeship?
Restore my aura to full.(It is supposed to heal over time, but meh)
Then create orbiting spheres of light to act as my shields.(Roll for number?/or 6 spheres)
Finally, create a defensive cape and top-hat out of light, and a rose out of red and green light, sharp at the pointy end.(They're still made of light)
[1d6 = 5] orbiting spheres of light created! You create a defensive costume and a rose, to get some of that style and flair working. Your aura will restore to full at the beginning of each event. The next event starts now.
Pull my ultimate secret weapon
You pull out your ultimate secret weapon! What is it? Nobody knows.
Use my Vis Hotspot to implant raw power into Zultan. He can use it to activate aura, activate Vis, or fuck off from the norm and become an edgelord like me and make his own abilities.
Also, become said strange group. Infiltrate their mind, and plant seeds of uncertainty into their minds.
You give Zultan some vis, allowing him to become bigger and strong and not die. You then infiltrate the minds of the cabal and make them uncertain about things: mainly the terrible things about to happen to you all.
Infiltrate the cabal.
You, on the other hand, just stroll up to the cabbalists. You are now one of them.
Rip one of the rails off of the GM's railroad and use that as my weapon, and try and get an aura.
You get yourself an aura, and hold a GM railroad as your weapon!
Most of you run right at the people who we are all already sure are members of the Chaos Continuation Committee, while some of you sneak around to pretend to be aligned with these people, and infiltrate whatever plans that they have to do. Another quite standard looking man holding a microphone takes a step forward.
"Hello, you poor goddamned fools. I have assumed the position of Augustus Caesar, and I hereforth greet you in the Colosseum!" he says. His flesh melts, static appears in the corners of your vision, and then the person is a marble statue of, you guessed it, Augustus Caesar.
"You goddamn idiot, the Colosseum won't be built for 66 years," another member of the CCC replies. Imperator Augustus Caesar holds out an axe in one hand, and a bundle of sticks in another., and moves towards this person. "You're historically inaccurate, you're invoking the wrong ideologies, and you should burn in the fires of Gehenna!" A mistake: "Augustus Caesar" knocks this member of the CCC with the heel of the axe. He falls to the floor, mumbling something about terrible roleplaying and a lovely place called Gehenna.
"Now, as I was saying, welcome to the Colosseum, and this wonderful place! I trust that you have murdered your way through our basement, and have now through happenstance reached this arena? Oh, whatever. You're here, and that's what matters. We at the Chaos Continuation Committee want to use this wonderful place to burn down reality, and replace it with a better one. Unfortunately, to do that we need the consent of the 'people', which is why you're here. If you sign here, here, and here, we'll safely be able to destroy everything you know and love. Deal?"
As "Augustus" monologues, a strange man carrying a white flag walks into the room.
Event 1: ?.serial killers
TricMagic: aura: [3/3] + spheres: [5]. Equipping an outfit of light. Holding a sword-cane.
eggnog101
Rockeater: Holding ultimate secret weapon.
Mallos: Actually Nick Land.
King Zultan: aura: [2/2]. Holding a GM railroad.
infiltrators
TrickleJest: vis: [2/2]. Holding a ball of vis.
The_Two_Eternities: aura: [3/3]
INVENTORY
x5 railroad components (iron, wood, copper)
You are in the
CCC Colosseum. Standing in the emperor's box is somebody roleplaying as
"Augustus Caesar", while on the other side is a
mysterious man whose name sounds vaguely like
███ ██-██████. An unconscious CCC member lies before your feet.