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Topic: Forum Games / The New World We Live In-Zombie RP-Sign Ups & OOC-Players Needed

I’ma bed now. Try not to godmod my guys too much. “The Boss” specifically, but, uh… yeah.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The New World We Live In-Zombie RP-CH.5

[I think Maggot is being eaten, Oct, not the other way round.]

“The Boss”
Well, this is a fine how-do-you-do. A whole lotta dead zeds, and two or three dead guys on the ground floor. Possibly four. I don’t know, it’s kind of hard to tell the zed from the plain old regular corpses. Either way, none of my guys are down, and the number of zed left now numbers… well, not many. My men have apparently quenched their bloodlust by this point, and aside from keeping their sights trained on the few zed left to make sure they don’t get slaughtered, are now looking to me for their next order.
And there’s also a guy with one hand missing, and bites being taken out of his arm by a zed, and probably more than that before we got to him. I give the signal for the others to stay back and leave the remaining zed alive if possible, then head on over to the guy at a leisurely pace, until I eventually reach them both and, placing the gun barrel to its skull, blow the zed’s head off. The guy falls to the ground a moment later, and looks up at me.
‘Oh God, oh God no, I don’t want to become one of them… kill me, please…’ he begs.
I think for a moment. I spy a long rope. And I have a much better idea.
‘Nah.’
‘B-but-’
I tune out his noise as I grab the rope, then pull his arms behind his back and lash them together tightly at the elbows, before sending the rope between his legs and pulling upwards just as tightly, making sure his arms stay locked to his back. With the cord now at his front, I force his mouth open as wide as it’ll go and wrap the rope around his head three times, between his teeth, and finally muffle the inanities he was spouting. One last knot to make sure everything stays secure, and I have myself a soon-to-be zombie on a leash. A three yard leash, to be exact, enough to drag it along next to me if I so desire.
‘Man, you do some crazy shit sometimes, Boss.’
’Y’all think ah care what y’all think about that, Janey? ‘cause I don’t. Now, report on what you saw, everyone.’
‘Zed, zed, and more zed-’
‘Dead zed on my end-’
‘Ah mean other than zed.’
‘I saw somethin’, Boss!’
‘Go on, Mart.’ This should be good.
‘I saw a guy runnin’ upstairs like a pussy BITCH!’
Jeers abound from the gang, and Frank mentions that ‘If there’s one guy upstairs, there’s probably more with him! Nobody who wants to live wanders around alone in a zed-infested warehouse!’
‘Well said, Franky. Boys and girls, I think we’ve got ourselves a new source a taxes.’
More hollers from the gang, which I quickly shut up with a hand wave. My new pet is whimpering quietly to itself in fear; a hand to the face and appropriate use of harsh language later, and he quiets down nicely. Don’t appreciate the fear urine coming from him, though. That’s just messy. Anyway, I have a round left in Dec right now, so I take the lead walking upstairs, followed closely by the other gang members. If there’s anyone up there, I’ll be sure to tell them who’s in charge around here.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The New World We Live In-Zombie RP-CH.5

“The Boss”
‘Hey, Boss! There’s a whole bunch a zeds over at the warehouse! You want we should get ‘em, or leave the suckers in there to die?’
The warehouse, huh? Nobody in there normally… and that many kills might end up reducing the threat the zed pose to the town. On the other hand, if there’s still people alive in there, it’s more people to tax, for as long as they stick around. And we haven’t had a good shootup in days…
‘Ah say bring the van round. S’no better time for a killin’ spree.’
The people in the van holler wildly at this statement, and the truck quickly moves in toward the warehouse in question, soon pulling up next to it. The other members of this hunting party pour out before the van’s even come to a full stop, screaming bloody murder as they spray gunfire into the horde of zed. I’m more reserved with my exit, loading my sawed-off Dec to capacity, and working the pump once to properly arm both rounds. Only then do I get out of the vehicle, and take aim at one of the few zed remaining near the van as they approach me.
A common misconception about most shotguns is that they are wildly inaccurate beyond a few yards, and unable to hit anything as a result. This is, unfortunately, partially true with sawed-off shotguns specifically, like Dec here; whilst they’re not guaranteed to miss beyond about ten to twenty yards – eighteen yards, one foot, and four inches, in Dec’s case – the chance that they’ll dole out lethal damage outside of that range is pretty damn low, unless one of the pellets goes into an eye or something. On the other hand, sawed offs are renowned for the massive spread that you can get out of them at close range, and therefore the possible number of kills you can get at that distance.
Two shots fired and seven dead zeds later, and I begin heading into the warehouse proper, reloading Dec as I do so.

[NPCs are named Jane, Martin, Roy, and Frank. Do with them as you will, but considering what they do for a “job”, please don’t have them die to the zed. That’s just ignoble.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The New World We Live In-Zombie RP-CH.5

[So I assume the people left are John, Jack, Victoria, Hitman, and Drew. Not quite sure whether the battle is considered to be over yet, and if so, for how long it’d have been over for… I might even wait for a while, just to make sure there’s conclusive evidence for how long the battle’s been over for.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The New World We Live In-Zombie RP-CH.5

[…sssssooooo I can just intervene at any time, then? Or should I wait for someone to say “now would be an appropriate time for a gang of people to start a rampage against the cannibals”?]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 5: Finally Free

[1C an hour? Jeez, I thought there was a plague of rats, not a relatively small nuisance of them… and wasn’t the way that worked “1C per dead rat, 1 dead rat per damage dealt”, anyway?]

Erisol Capora
Right, well. That’s a stroke of luck. Least I can conserve what little money I have left… though I can’t say much for the setting, especially not compared to my own lodgings back home. Ah, well, it’s somewhere to sleep, anyway… and it’s free too, so that’s a plus. I could certainly do with a rest, anyway, after the battering I took earlier. Maybe I’ll be more infuriated at how cheap the room is when I’m less tired. After making damn sure that there’s no fleas on the mattress – by shaking it some to make sure it’s not emitting black dots, which it thankfully isn’t for the time being – I lie down on it, still clothed, and try to will myself to sleep.

[So Erisol is resting for now. And what of the custom abilities?]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Sign-Up Phase] The Great Medieval War - Strategic Warfare

Well, since a change has been made…

Name: The Holy Remean Empire
Coat of Arms: A large grey circle at the center of a field of black, upon which is emblazoned a white two-headed direwolf standing on its back paws, halos around each head, and both front paws taking the shape of human hands; the right hand holds a brightly-shining light of some sort, whilst the left holds a spear as tall as the direwolf itself, both of these items wielded as though to fend off the darkness.
Military Focus: Spearmen
Population: 25000
Buildings: 3 farms, 1 barracks

 
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Topic: Forum Games / General Thread

New plan for that game idea I had: Roll to Dodge mechanics are used to calculate battle outcomes, with a sliding meter determining overall victory in each round. Substantially better writing than your opponent may also provide an edge, if a round ends without a satisfying conclusion. Sound good, all?

EDIT: Well, I’ve been told by at least one person that RtD is not a good idea for PvP-style games, and since nobody else has commented in the General Thread for five-plus hours, I’m going to assume that not many people like the idea. I’ll probably just stick to the whole “short story about how you beat your opponent and were awesome” dealie, or else the round-by-round combat thing. Maybe save RtD for another game…

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 5: Finally Free

[Didn’t you have, like, six buckets of water to give to some guy?]

Erisol Capora
…huh. That sounded almost friendly. Maybe he isn’t as bad as I first thought… or maybe he’s deliberately being polite to catch me off guard. Either way, this absolutely doesn’t make up for him shoving me into the sewage and ruining my clothes and weaponry. I mean… up until I get to cleaning them. Which I start on, and complete, and then get going with myself- hey, what’s that on the riverbed? It almost looks like a purse of money… which, upon my pulling it out to take a closer look, it turns out to be. One with 20C in it, no less! That’s… alright, I suppose. It’s certainly not great, but it’s about a third- or, well, a quarter as of now- of the money I have remaining after purchasing weapons and armour. Though unfortunately, it seems likely that it’ll be significantly less than that after purchasing arrows, food, sleeping quarters for the night… yeesh, being an adventurer is expensive as hell. I should’ve brought more money with me, I think; I could certainly have afforded to do so, I think. Me coming from a, uh, relatively rich family and all… even if I’m not technically inheriting as much as I’d like to, but OH WELL, adventuring should more than make up for that, right? Ha… ha.
I finish cleaning myself off until I’m spic and span, then – having squeezed the liquid out of my clothes, then left them and my gear to dry off partially before putting everything back on, so I don’t get a massive chill like I was lucky to avoid when that guy soaked my clothes beforehand – redress and re-equip myself, then head into town to buy some more arrows. I’ve used most of those given to me as a starting offering, and of those, I have… well, very few left. And I’m not convinced that they haven’t been warped to unusability, either. Heading into the same shop I purchased the bow from before, I purchase twenty arrows, for the actually quite reasonable price of… uh, 20C. Well, at least that river gold went to good use, anyway… and after that, I head into the tavern, purchasing a meal of rat stew to eat. As it turns out, the meat’s actually not as bad as I’d led myself to believe. I can’t say much for the texture, but it’s a relatively balanced meal. Pretty expensive, though, at 5C. Still better than buying a loaf of bread, though – 10C for that! Ludicrous. And after that… well, I’m definitely not going to squander my money on gambling, so I guess I should talk to the innkeeper about hiring a room for the night.

[In short, 25C spent on arrows and a meal. Will update character sheet shortly; also, still waiting for an update on my character abilities.]

 
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Topic: Off-topic / You climb Mount Everest and get a huge craving for a Mars Bar at the summit...

“Oh, another stupid pointless riddle in the life of me, sosusline. Clearly, it must be answered once and for all!”

That chocolate bar is probably decades out of date by 2014, anyway.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The New World We Live In-Zombie RP-Sign Ups & OOC-Players Needed

Originally posted by HitmanPwner:

Pokémon Y? Why not Ruby or a better version?

Because no GBA
Or regular DS

Originally posted by ZombieFreak77:

BCLEGENDS

You are accepted. :D

Yus. Just tell me when to intervene.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The New World We Live In-Zombie RP-Sign Ups & OOC-Players Needed

Guess who it is!

Name: Ghost Nappa “The Boss”
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Description: “The Boss” dresses very much like someone straight out of an Old Western movie, if it were actually a Modern Day Western movie – pointed black leather shoes, dark blue jeans, a white shirt with a skull burning with green fire on it, a black leather duster, black and red fingerless leather gloves, a black and white tooth-patterned bandana covering his mouth and nose, black aviator shades with a slightly cracked left lens, and a trilby-looking hat apparently made out of white straw. Incidentally, the latter three items do well in covering up the majority of his head and face, and his accent, apparently coming from somewhere in the Deep South, is very much in line with the Old Western impression he gives off; otherwise, he seems rather physically unimposing – he appears to be almost malnourished for how thin his torso is, what little of his skin is visible appears to be extremely pale and taut, and his hair – straight-cut, black, and grown down to his neck – appears almost greasy.
Biography: “The Boss” doesn’t seem to talk much about himself or his past, so much of it is unknown to anyone but him. He was supposedly attacked by a zombie shortly after the beginning of the outbreak and lived to tell the tale, though whether or not these claims are true is entirely unknown, considering that no other examples of somebody surviving a zombie attack are available. Regardless, he somehow managed to gather up enough people to form a gang of sorts, set on taxing the members of his town in exchange for keeping the zombies away, and has since held it in an iron grip over the equivalent of a furnace made of zombies. Or something like that, the metaphor needs work. With regards to his gang members, there are known to be at least ten, including “The Boss” himself, though usually he takes four others with him at a time when out hunting, whose thoughts on him vary from hesitant respect to full-on worshipping.
Hobbies: Gang running, tax extortion, zombie taming.
Inventory: $4.58 in coin, an unused toothpick, a sawn-off shotgun with appropriate ammunition supplies, and a Nintendo 3DS with Pokemon Y in it.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Alison
Alright, I think Anne’s done beating up Derryk by now… yep, that’s probably her stomping up the stairs now. I quickly excuse myself, then leave Mrs. Taylor to her own devices and head towards the stairs down, passing Anne in a corridor on the way there.
‘S-so-’
‘Fuck off.’
…well, then. I continue onwards, heading downstairs to the metal basement door. That… uh… are those burn marks…?
I open the door to find that most of the walls in the concrete room are badly singed, with a fairly consistent ring of ash around the bottom edges of the room. And on his bed is Derryk, apparently moaning into his pillow in agony.
…or possibly pleasure. Please don’t be pleasure, please don’t be pleasure…
‘D-Derryk…?’
‘Aaaaaaaa… wah…’
…I think it might be agony. Whew.
‘S-so, um… are, uh, you o-okay?’
‘Nurrrrrrr…’
He briefly turns his face towards me, bright red and tear-streaked, before turning away again with another muffled groan.
‘Uh… did y-y-you want me t-to call a, um, h-hospital?’
‘Ngrrrrrrrrh…’
‘…are… you actually, e-er… in that much ph-physical p-pain?’
To this, he just shakes his head into the pillow, then points at the closest wall. Come to think of it, I do recall there being a lot of anime posters, manga clippings, and assorted graphic novels down here before… and that brings to mind another point.
‘You, uh, y-you do know th-that you can u-u-unsummon your Entities wh-whenever you w-want, right?’
A brief pause, and then an extremely elongated groan of despair. Somewhere in the pillow’s folds, I can make out the words ‘All my stuff is ruined!’ coming from Derryk’s mouth. Which isn’t really true – he still has his bed and his computer, even if everything else is somewhat, ah… charred to ashes. On the other hand, this might well be an appropriate first step towards getting him back into society.
‘Well, erm… th-that’s awful, I suppose, b-but I feel like y-you could still find m-m-most of it online…’
’That’s not the point… there was nostalgia in those posters and comics! And now they’re gooone…’
‘Um…’
He seems distraught. Greatly so. I almost feel bad for having to say what I say next.
‘Well, er, um… I-I mean… you, uh… c-can’t live in y-your mother’s b-basement forever…’
‘Awwwwwwwww, don’t tell me you’re going where I think you’re going, please, not now…!’
‘…don’t th-think of it as, uh, a l-loss… think of it m-more like a, er, uh, erm… f-f-f-first step towards societal reintegration?’
‘Nooooo, don’t make me… I-I’m grieving right now, I don’t have to do that!’
‘Yes, y-you absolutely do. Not to be d-d-depressing or anything, b-but your mother isn’t g-going to be around fore-ever, and what will you d-do when she’s gone?’
‘Auuugh… I dunno, live with friends…’
‘Until you d-die?’
‘…yyyyeeeesss?’
…I think I’m just going to switch into my combat form now. I need to talk some sense into him, and my social form isn’t cutting it.
‘Look, here’s how it is: the fact you had all that stuff to burn in the first place is entirely due to your mother’s efforts. She could have kicked you into the street whenever she liked, but she kept you in out of the goodness of her heart, at her own continuing expense. When she’s gone, and you’re alone out there, there’s going to be next to nobody willing to show that much kindness to you ever again! Is that how you want to live? Because sooner or later, you’re going to be in your late fifties to early sixties, on the streets, wondering to yourself how you managed to waste so much of your life!’
…and silence. He looks legitimately shocked at my outburst. I’m kind of shocked, too, to be honest, and inadvertently return to my social form as a result.
‘…I-I’m just s-saying.’
Another moment of silence. Then, wordlessly, Derryk sits up on the bed, lifts his arms as though he plans to do something with them, then drops them again. He almost appears to have shrunk after what I said to him. Like a deflated balloon… and how apt a metaphor.
He eventually sighs, and shakes his head. ‘Yeah, I… I mean, I guess, but… at my age, where the hell am I going to get any sort of education?’
…that’s true. Although…
‘Y-you could try, uh, b-becoming your o-own boss, m-maybe? Because we sh-share information, and I’d be m-more than happy t-t-to, ah, fill in the b-blanks on what you m-might n-need.’
…hey, that might work. For a lot of things, come to think of it. And he’s realised that, too, going by the expression on his face.
‘Allie, have I ever told you you’re a genius?’
‘Well, uh… ahah… n-no need.’
Step two, get him motivated to return to society: complete. Step three: Figure out what he might be able to do successfully.
…hmm. That’s going to require some thought.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 5: Finally Free

Erisol Capora
Oh, so he can be civil when he wants? Took him long enough. But, as long as we’re exchanging civilities…
‘Erisol. Last name Capora.’
And you’d better not forget that name, human. I’m almost tempted to say it out loud, but I hold myself back. There’s every opportunity for him to run off with the soap before I can get it, and that’ll probably be more likely if he’s annoyed with me.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 5: Finally Free

[Well, since there’s soap near the river…]

Erisol Capora
Well, I’m at the river. And it’s occurred to me that there’s no way I’m going to be able to get rid of that smell without some soap, which I’m loathe to go back to town for, given that, well, I smell awful right now. So I’ve mostly just been walking up and down the river, delaying whatever inevitable fate might otherwise befall me. Probably going back to town to ask for some soap. Yeah. I mean, I’d still rather not do that, but-
Oh, hell. It’s white-hair again. And he’s got soap with him! How did he do that, that’s… well, not inconceivable, I suppose, but for someone of his temperament…
…God damn it, I’m going to have to get the soap from him, aren’t I. And I can’t just attack him, either, since I’m still not in the best condition, and most of my arrows are broken or lost, so… ugh. Diplomacy it is, as much as I hate to use it on him. But, I’d best be tactful about it. His impression of me is probably just as bad as mine is of him. That being said, I move up to him quietly whilst he’s occupied with washing himself and his clothes, and then cough loudly to get his attention.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] OOC discussion

Uh… I think maybe tot up all of the experience gained between summaries next time, yeasy, just to make it absolutely clear that that’s how much experience they’ve gained. So anyways, why do you think my abilities are broken? Or is that to be discussed in PMs?

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] OOC discussion

Oh. Yeah, alright, that makes a bit more sense, if the fight between Ark and Erisol was included in that. Okay, my bad.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] OOC discussion

No, see, here’s what’s happened with Erisol’s levelling so far:
~Erisol’s first experience gain gave him 22 experience, enough to reach level 1 with 12 experience left over. Given that characters start at level 0, there’s presumably not 10 experience lost to get them to level 0.
~Erisol’s second experience gain came when he was given 10 experience for getting into a fight with Ark, giving him enough to reach level 2 with 2 experience level over, i.e. a total of 32 experience points.
~Erisol’s third experience gain, which you just mathed up for us, gave him 51 experience points overall (I think, though I’m not quite sure if everything checks out yet; you might want to double-check your math, just in case), for a total of 83 experience points.

Having just reached level 3, Erisol has put 10 + 20 + 30 = 60 experience into levelling up, and 83 – 60 = 23. Q.E.D. Nope, never mind.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] OOC discussion

Originally posted by yeasy:
Originally posted by BCLEGENDS:

[Erisol has 73exp, he needed 10 for lvl1, 20 for lv2, 30 for lv3. Together – it’s 60. 73 – 60 = 13]

Except that’s wrong. He was already at level 1 when he had the 73 EXP; therefore, he only expends 50 experience to reach level 3, and has 23 remaining. Check the thread.

73 EXP is total exp, not new exp

…nnnnno, I’m pretty sure you’ve miscalculated somewhere. Or I’ve somehow not realised that EXP doesn’t reset between levels, in which case I should have 83 experience, not 73. Either way, I should have 23 extra experience points towards level 4.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] OOC discussion

[Erisol has 73exp, he needed 10 for lvl1, 20 for lv2, 30 for lv3. Together – it’s 60. 73 – 60 = 13]

Except that’s wrong. He was already at level 1 when he had the 73 EXP; therefore, he only expends 50 experience to reach level 3, and has 23 remaining. Check the thread.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 5: Finally Free

[Damn, another level up already? That’s good for me… so Erisol is currently level 3, with 23 EXP towards level 4. His ability roster has been modified to account for this, and I believe reaching level 2 also provides Erisol with one or more of the passive sub-abilities from Agility and/or Focus?]

[EDIT: Woah, woah. I’m pretty sure Erisol has 23 EXP left towards level 4, not 13. I checked.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Forum Games Adventure Game (By Sabin7)

Doesn’t payment for lawyers usually come after they seal cases such as this…? The fact that he’s asking you to wire money to his account beforehand reeks of corrupt suspicion and suspicious corruption. And other similarly bad things. Maybe make sure he’s from a reputable company first.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Forum Games Adventure Game (By Sabin7)

So why are you here, then? What are you doing What’s your goal in being in this location? Explain yourself.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RPG Turn 4] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

Giant Hellcricket
Do not recognise name of “Hitler”. Will need to determine method of requesting information on such post-combat.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / General Thread

Originally posted by spikeabc:

Is this more like a wizardry thing or melee combat thing or what?

I was thinking people could go with whatever they liked, within reasonable limits. Pure swordsmen would be fine; mages would be fine; hell, energy ghosts that shot lasers out of their hands would probably be fine. That being said, I’d probably cap character power at a maximum limit, so nothing that would surpass physical law, or otherwise overshadow every other character to the point of uselessness. So for instance, no gods or demigods; and, just as an off-the-wall example, nothing so ludicrously huge that nobody else has a hope of dealing even scratch damage to it in a single engagement, though very large characters like giants or dragons would be allowed, assuming that they could actually be killed or otherwise defeated somehow by other characters.
Speaking of defeating other characters, it’ll probably end up being more a question of how well one can write than who has the most power overall. Maybe I’d do something like what happened in Hellfire Tournament, and have people take five to ten rounds each to attack the other person alternately, and a combination of damage dealt/avoided and good writing is what ultimately wins the round for them; alternatively, I could make it more of a test of creative writing, and have each player write their own short story detailing how they defeat or kill off their opponent for that round, and decide based off of that. M’not sure yet; give suggestions, folks. In either case, I’d probably want at least a couple of additional judges helping me out, to try and avoid bias towards or against certain people. So, uh, yeah, feel free to pre-reserve judge spots in case I do make the game.