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So who will be posting next? Anyone? - Shy
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[quote name='CaNz' date='19 October 2010 - 02:13 PM' timestamp='1287522813' post='701164'] oh I did that!.... but then again i only had two cards... it woulda been hard for people like Nathan to do that (especially with the lifecard and haste card! to go with his other two!) man... i am glad this is part of the thread description! <3whine! [/quote] True, but all of your characters are dead. It would have been tricky, but you never know. - Shy
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Okay everyone, I just started the round and sent out the PMs so you guys have your cards. For this round I am requiring that everyone post flashbacks about where their ghosts were on the night of the Rosengard murders. Madame Rosengard has a lot to do with why everyone inside of the mansion was murdered, but that doesn't mean she was the only one killing people. Have as much fun with this as you would like. I'm hoping to post more: the story of Raymond and Marion is far from resolved. The Bonus Card this round was to be awarded to a player who used ALL of their cards (including Power Cards) in a single post, but that did not happen. There are still a few surprises in store, but if I did my math right we should be down to two players (or possibly one) at the end of this. I really wish White hadn't disappeared because he threw my numbers off. Oh well. Oh! And there are [b]SEVEN[/b] cards handed out this round randomly. [b]FOUR[/b] of them are Death Cards. - Shy
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[indent]The Gravedigger watched Rosengard from afar. Although many souls had yet to perish, the estate taken succumb to an eerie silence. [I]It was futile to prolong the inevitable[/I], he thought to himself, [I]Soon all but one of their souls will be mine.[/I] Still, he could not ignore the pleasure he took in seeing the mansion alive with fresh faces once again. He was reminded of a time when Rosengard played home to socialites from far and wide, and when he had enjoyed a quiet life of servitude. â??[b][I]M.R.[/I][/b]â?? he muttered to himself, â??[b]Marion and Raymond.[/b]â?? Even in his youth Raymond was never a handsome man. No matter how he tried, his long face, thinning red hair and sunken gray eyes which only seemed to turn people away. There were few who held Raymondâ??s interest romantically, and any advances he made to women, usually his fellow servants at Rosengard, were always unwanted. Over time he had grown cold to the fairer sex entirely, choosing instead to bury himself in his work. To the Rosengard family he was indispensable, but to the fellow staff he was strict and unwavering. This callousness had caught the attention of Marion Rosengard, the familyâ??s matriach, and had earned him the privilege to live within the mansion alongside the family. It was a grand opportunity for any servant to live in such decadence, but it had the cost of fueling a growing resentment from his peers. On rare occasions he would travel with the family, or just Madame Rosengard herself, tending to their needs as they visited the places Raymond had only read about before. Marionâ??s own children were rotten brats, and she relished the opportunity to share her world to a pair of unspoiled eyes who might truly appreciate them. She was much older than Raymond, her hair gray and worn but she was still the most beautiful woman his eyes had ever seen. For one such as Marion to give Raymond even the slightest attentionâ?¦ it meant the world. Marion was ill, and everyone knew it. Hers was not a sickness of the body, however, but a creeping madness that seemed to consume her whenever she was home. She had grown paranoid, and was convinced that her family was trying to murder her after a psychic had told her as much. As a result she was always on the move, seeking one mystic after another in an attempt to rid herself of alleged curses and evil spirits. Still, her fondness for Raymond had never wavered and when he was not able to travel with her the two would exchange letters. At first they were filled with pleasantries and her growing fears about the family, but the longer Madame Rosengard was away the more affectionate the notes had become. It was during this time that Raymond fell in love with Marion. In one letter she had told of beautiful azaleas she had encountered during her travels, and Raymond made certain that were freshly planted azaleas when she returned. This delighted Marion, and piece-by-piece Raymond had transformed the barren grounds of Rosengard into a lush palatial garden. It was a testament to a secret love, one which Raymond had never dared express to Marion for fear of her jealous husband. It was to be the night of a grand celebration: 100 years of the Rosengard Estate, and Madame Rosengard was finally returning home after a long absence. For this evening Raymond wore his finest suit, slicked back his hair and made the final preparations for his gift to Marion. It would be tonight, he decided, that he would finally tell her of his love. Marion was wearing an emerald gown, and standing alone beneath one of the gardenâ??s stone archways when Raymond found her. â??[b]Hello, Madame Rosengard. It is a pleasure to see you once more,[/b]â? he said with a humble bow. â??[b]Raymond, darling![/b]â? Marion cheered, â??[b]You are a sight if ever there were one. I trust youâ??re coming to the festivities tonight?[/b]â? He nodded, â??[b]Yes, but first Iâ??d like to present you with a gift. Would you follow me into the garden?[/b]â? Madame Rosengard agreed, and she extended her gloved hand towards the servant as he escorted her deeper into the garden. It was a clear night, and the moonlight seemed to radiate off of her soft, white skin. Raymond could feel his heart nearly ready to burst from his chest. He took her to a secluded corner of the garden, surrounded by rose bushes that she had never seen before. A simple stone bench rest before them, and Raymond gestured towards it. â??[b]I hope you like it. Roses were one of your favorites, were they not?[/b]â? â??[b]Itâ??s lovely, Raymond. Perhaps we should carve our names onto the bench, so that those who enter Rosengard will know this moment we shared.[/b]â? Raymond smiled, and quickly retrieved a chisel from a nearby tool shed. The two laughed as Marion struggled to carve her name onto the bench, instead settling with on two simple letters: M.R. It was the happiest he had ever been, and the happiest he ever would be. [b][font="book antiqua"][size=5]Chapter Five: Remember[/size][/font][/b][hr]50[/hr] [center][img]http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e366/nifty_fifty/mansion%20cards/wyattbishop.jpg[/img][/center] Wyatt Bishop roamed the halls of Rosengard, a trail of blood dripping from his hands and onto the pristine tile floor. He could hardly believe what he had done, but still it felt so [I]right[/I]. He had come to realize that this nightmare would never end until he himself ended it. But where were the others, and were they ready to take the same action? No matter what the outcome, Wyatt knew he would go down fighting.[/indent]
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By my count all of the Death Cards have been played, and some time has been given for players to resurrect their characters if need be. This round is over. White being removed from the game threw my numbers off a bit, and as a result we have FOUR players going into what will presumably be the final round. Special thanks to [b]Canz[/b] for playing! We'll be hearing from you soon. I'll hand out cards in either 12 hours or 36 hours from this post. - Shy
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[quote name='Lady Shy' date='09 October 2010 - 03:23 AM' timestamp='1286619782' post='701010'] Go home and be a family man. [/quote] Look, I work long hours and provide. Is it so bad that I want to spend a few minutes of my day watching Guile videos on YouTube? Haven't I earned it? Can't you stop treating me like one of your children and like the man you married and loved so long ago? I can't deal with this anymore, Lady Shy. It hurts. IT HURTS. [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1iqJqNHX_g[/media] I think this one might be my favorite! - Shy
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White doesn't have any characters in play, so I suppose we'll just remove him from the game. That leaves one other player left to use their Death Card. I'll bug them about it now. Apologies for the delay. - Shy
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[center][img]http://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/6/64/498Pokabu.png[/img][/center] Pokabu is my new favorite [i]everything.[/i] Seriously. - Shy
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Okay, I seriously hurt my feet going hiking today. I'm wondering if my shoes are the problem or what. This pain is intense! - Shy
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I'm starting to view the computer with the screen zoomed in so that the text and images are enormous. I find myself on the computer more than ever (if such a thing is possible) these days, so it helps my vision to have everything blown up to size 40 font. - Shy
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Machete was kind of life changing. There's so much to love about this movie - Jessica Alba, Violence, Social Commentary, Boobs... honestly I don't know where to start. Robert Rodriguez is a master of his craft, and this film works as both a parody of and love letter to B-Movie schlock. It's hard not to compare this with The Expendables since both were released so close to one another, and I feel like Machete is the better of the two. For one it doesn't over-rely on its cast to thrill the audience, and the action here is top notch. It also balances intense gore with genuinely hilarious moments, something which The Expendables was sorely lacking in. Also: As stupid as this sounds, I think Machete handled its message about illegal immigration pretty tastefully. [b]Tres Sideways Fist Bumps[/b] - Shy
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Thanks, CaNz! I look forward to your post. Right now every single card can severely change the outcome of the game, so I'm interested in seeing who posts next and what actions they take. By my count there are still five Death Cards in play (the Haste Card does not count) and four characters remaining. There are still plenty of other cards out there, though. Anything can and WILL happen. - Shy
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I did not, nor would I ever. If anyone knows the joys of a good vampire **** it's me.
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[indent][b][font="book antiqua"][size=5]Chapter Four: The Gravediggerâ??s Secret[/size][/font][/b][hr]50[/hr] The game continued and two more of Rosengardâ??s spirits had lost their places within it. Gravedigger approached the Green Lady as she saw on a stone bench, nestled between a dangerous overgrowth of rose bushes. She stared down at the Moon, reflected onto a puddle of rainwater that had formed. The lady sighed softly. â??[b]We had a deal,[/b]â? The Gravedigger announced coldly. He had no interest in repeating the folly of Lin and Ren, â??[b]You must come with me now, as the others have before you.[/b]â? â??[b]I understand, sir, but I only hoped for a moment to collect myself. After all, Iâ??ve spent lifetimes on these groundsâ?¦..[/b]â? She traced her finger along the benches various engravings of vines and roses. Her hand came across a pair of initials that had been carved into the side: M.R. She stared at them curiously as she struggled to remember what the letters stood for. â??[b]You did that,[/b]" The Gravedigger said, â??[b]Do you remember?[/b]â? The Green Lady folded her arms, â??[b]Did I? Am I 'M.R.?' I mean, [I]was I[/I]?[/b]â? â??[b]It hardly matters now, but you were the â??M.â?? You came to this place for the first time on the night of your murderâ?¦ you carved this for your lover, so that they would never forget.[/b]â? â??[b]You must be lying,[/b]â? she said meekly, â??[b]If that's so, how can it be that I donâ??t remember anything?[/b]â? â??[b]A spiritâ??s memories begin to fade over time. This cannot be helped.[/b]" The Green Lady folded her arms as if she felt a strong chill. She spoke softer than before, barely a whisper this time, "[b]Please, what happened to my beloved?[/b]" "[b]I'm afraid that is not my place to tell,[/b]" The specter replied as he extended his hand towards her, â??[b]Now come with me, dear lady. Your part in this game is not yet finished.[/b]â?[/indent]
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...and so another round comes to an end, and two players are out of the game! Thank you [b]Sandy[/b] and [b]Excel Excel[/b] for your participation. We'll be hearing from you soon! [b]Edit:[/b] Congrats to [b]Heaven's Cloud, Anomaly (Current User Name: "White") and Nathan[/b] for receiving Bonus Cards this round. Those cards were awarded to players who wrote posts which featured characters running away from one another. I will only be handing out a single Bonus Card this round. If multiple characters complete the secret objective it will be given out at random. It's a doozy, too. This round has [b]12[/b] cards, [b]7[/b] of which are Death Cards. Given the power of the cards in play it's very unlikely that things will end this round, but certainly a clever group of players could make that happen. A word of warning: You WILL want to play those Death Cards as quickly as possible. Trust me on this. Apologies for the brief post, but I will be posting throughout this round in flashback. [b]Double Edit:[/b] Nobody has played any Life Cards yet, but I'd like to explain something about their use in this game: If you have no remaining characters and have a Life Card you are required to play that Life Card before using any other card. BUT if you don't have a Life Card and your characters are all dead then feel free to use your remaining cards before the round is over. -Shy
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This movie was incredible and it gets my highest rating yet: [b]FIVE OUT OF FIVE SIDEWAYS FIST BUMPS![/B] In all serious, this is exactly what I want from a night at the movies. The action scenes were really fun [spoiler]especially when they killed all of those foreigners with their guns.[/spoiler] Dolph was probably my favorite, but I feel like everyone got a moment to shine. Arnie's cameo alone is so campy and gratuitous that it's worth the price of admission. - Shy
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[quote name='Gavin' date='24 August 2010 - 11:50 AM' timestamp='1282675801' post='699801'] [font="Tahoma"][size="2"]Three isn't it Josh ? Nathan, Excel and CaNz ?[/size][/font] [/quote] No, there are only six Death Cards in play this round. Every player has received at least one card, but not every player has received a Death Card. We are waiting on two players to use their Death Cards. - Shy
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[quote name='Gavin' date='23 August 2010 - 10:34 AM' timestamp='1282584848' post='699765'] [font="Tahoma"][size="2"]Actually I'm kinda curious about this myself, to what extent are we to let on exactly what happened on the night in question Josh ? Will the perpetrator be revealed etc ?[/size][/font] [/quote] We'll be touching on that more in the next round, but I'm grateful Sandy is giving us a bit of a tease for what's to come. There are still TWO Death Cards in play. I wonder who will make it through to the next round.... - Shy
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Otakupedia Entries/Suggestions/Discussion thread
Shy replied to Charles's topic in General Discussion
The plan was to eventually put this up as a Wiki. I'm not sure what happened exactly, though. I'd love for people to start contributing again. -Shy -
Okay, two new cards have been played. The [b]Fate Card[/b] and the [b]Creation Card[/b]! As the Fate Card says, one of the two characters targeted must be killed with a Death Card (or some similar card) within the next FIVE posts or both characters are killed. My posts do not count towards this, so you still have five posts. With the Creation Card a new character was introduced into the game, and it belongs to one of you players. The harpy can be targeted by Power Cards and Death Cards just like everyone else, so have fun with it! Belle may be the first new face we've seen in this game, but she certainly won't be the last. - Shy
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[indent][b][font="book antiqua"][size=5]The Creation Card[/size][/font][/b][hr]30[/hr] The Gravedigger looked out over the grounds of Rosengard as he buried the body of Sara Marcel. The sky was beginning to clear, revealing the harvest moon above. There would be many more bodies to bury this night, but there would also be new champions selected to play the game as well. He pitied the poor soul that would be the first to cross Belle. [center][img]http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e366/nifty_fifty/mansion%20cards/dianaross.jpg[/img][/center] Diana Ross shivered as she stepped into the Mansion's courtyard. Although the rain had finally stopped everything was still soaked, and a chill emanated from the cobblestone grounds. In the center was an enormous fountain, over twenty feet tall, which had clearly fallen into disrepair over the years. Moss covered every inch of the structure, and thick flower-covered vines wrapped around it in a spiral. Scattered across the grounds were colorful bird and feathers, and Diana picked one of them up from the grounds: It was beautiful. For a moment she thought of the husband and child she had abandoned so recently; she wondered if they missed her, or if she would ever see them again. "[b]I'm sorry....[/b]" she said as she dropped the feather to the ground. She took a step out towards the garden when an unfamiliar voice called out to her from above. "[b]I'm sorry.[/b]" It said. Diana looked up to discover a monstrous figure standing on top of the fountain. It was clearly a woman in some ways; she had a beautiful face and shapely feminine curves, but in others this beast was wholly unrecognizable. Two enormous feathered wings protruded from the creature's back, and in the place of it's hands and feet were large, razor-sharp talons. It flapped its wings as it took to the skies, mimicking Diana once more, "[b]I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry![/b]" [IMG]http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e366/nifty_fifty/mansion%20cards/creationcard.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e366/nifty_fifty/mansion%20cards/belle.jpg[/IMG] [i]CREATION CARD: Introduce a new champion into the game.[/i] Name: [b]Belle[/b] Age: [b]Unknown[/b] Species: [b]Harpy[/b] Belle dove towards Diana, and the young girl was too startled to move. Belle slashed one of her talons clear across Diana's face, and knocking the young woman to the ground. The beast let out a maniacal laughter, pleased with the pain that it had just caused. Mrs. Ross began to crawl back towards the mansion, but the harpy would never allow that. Belle grabbed Diana by her leg and began dragging her out towards the gardens. She was nowhere near through playing with her prey.[/indent]
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[indent][b][font="book antiqua"][size=5]The Truth Card[/size][/font][/b][hr]30[/hr] [center][img]http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e366/nifty_fifty/mansion%20cards/jacquelinemasey.jpg[/img] [img]http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e366/nifty_fifty/mansion%20cards/charlottehamilton.jpg[/img] [img]http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e366/nifty_fifty/mansion%20cards/mileshaw.jpg[/img][/center] Byron and the Gravedigger watched from afar as Miles Shaw bravely reentered the mansion in hopes of finding Dr. Mills. He had little interest in helping Charlottte Hamilton, but he knew better than to contradict the orders of a vengeful spirit. Near the moonlit pond Jacqueline rocked Charlotte gently to comfort her, softly humming a tune. "[b]Of all the champions selected for this evening, yours might puzzle me the most.[/b]" The Gravedigger said, "[b]I'm curious to know, Byron, why did you select Jacqueline Masey? Her only sin was her profession, and even that she is able to justify in her own mind. Of all the remaining players, Masey is the one that lacks the capacity to take another human life. She is weak.[/b]" "[b]Weak? I don't know about that. She...[/b]" Byron paused for a moment as he stared at the two young women intently, "[b]...reminds me of myself.[/b]" "[b]It will take more than familiarity to survive until the next round.[/b]" "[b]You might be right, Gravedigger, but anything can happen. Maybe we'll both surprise you.[/b]"[/indent]
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[strike]There has been some confusion in ExcelExcel's latest post. Until the matter can be resolved please refrain from using any of the characters they featured in it. You are welcome to play as normal, though. Hopefully this won't effect the flow of the game too much.[/strike] All taken care of! Carry on! The Truth Card has been played, and as such [b]Jacqueline Masey[/b] has been revealed to belong to none other than [b]Heaven's Cloud[/b]. Time will tell how this information ultimately changes the game. - Shy