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hello everyone. I realize that it is the weekend, and Dudesoft opening this game on INFERIOR day, but I am going to modkill everyone if i don't see some gosh darned posts. we worked hard on this >:(
LockeZ
I'd really like to get rid of LockeZ. His play style is way too unpredictable. He's always like this too. If he ran a country, he'd just kill and imprison people at random until crime stopped.
5958
Are there still people who haven't posted?
It's no big deal, must be the first time you've hosted
It's still day one, so we're not yet clued
who's friend or foe, unless we're dog or dude
It's no big deal, must be the first time you've hosted
It's still day one, so we're not yet clued
who's friend or foe, unless we're dog or dude
LockeZ
I'd really like to get rid of LockeZ. His play style is way too unpredictable. He's always like this too. If he ran a country, he'd just kill and imprison people at random until crime stopped.
5958
It'll happen again, I'll never learn
to trust you that is, OH YEAH, SICK BURN
to trust you that is, OH YEAH, SICK BURN
Well I guess my powers are blocked right now so...I guess this mafia has to uhh.... (I have no idea what to do.) I vote uhh, caveman? :)
Hello Aquaman. Please do not edit your posts. Please read OP and post under OP. I have added things. Also, I am not playing. I am co-modding.
Jeroen_Sol
Nothing reveals Humanity so well as the games it plays. A game of betrayal, where the most suspicious person is brutally murdered? How savage.
3885
Mess Iass
Let's get some more discussion going, shall we? We have three people who haven't posted yet and a great deal with just one post.
#Cancel
#Attack Zeuzio
Let's get some more discussion going, shall we? We have three people who haven't posted yet and a great deal with just one post.
#Cancel
#Attack Zeuzio
There's two against bad yellowjester already, so if you do not wish to think alot - just go with us to kill this ugly tasteless guy. Nya.
author=Jeroen_Sol
Mess IassDawg, you know we won't get anywhere far when we refrain from killing someone on day 1. Neither will we get anywhere when so few people here decide to even open their mouths.
What? You've just gotta give it time, man. We've got ourselves a mystery on our hands but it's not like we can run away with ransom money or anything. Let's not shoot ourselves in the foot, alright? Man.
Now what I don't understand is, why pretty Ms. Enna Syke's got to run off in the face of, uh, resting. What're you plannin', man?
Jeroen_Sol
Nothing reveals Humanity so well as the games it plays. A game of betrayal, where the most suspicious person is brutally murdered? How savage.
3885
Mess Iass
Let's just hope the silent ones here will show a sign of life before it is too late...
Let's just hope the silent ones here will show a sign of life before it is too late...
LockeZ
I'd really like to get rid of LockeZ. His play style is way too unpredictable. He's always like this too. If he ran a country, he'd just kill and imprison people at random until crime stopped.
5958
Kinda want the RUDE members get mod-killed
Though the battle's no fun if no blood is spilled
I'm not ill willed, f'rill, I'm just in it for thrills
But losin' my twenty mill' to life would be chill
Though the battle's no fun if no blood is spilled
I'm not ill willed, f'rill, I'm just in it for thrills
But losin' my twenty mill' to life would be chill
Warden Renegade
"Is this thing on? -ahem- This is is your Warden again. Just a reminder to all you criminal scum of the universe who wish to use the shower facilities. We're still cleaning up the mess from last night's blood bath. So, stop bothering the officers. That is all."
"Is this thing on? -ahem- This is is your Warden again. Just a reminder to all you criminal scum of the universe who wish to use the shower facilities. We're still cleaning up the mess from last night's blood bath. So, stop bothering the officers. That is all."
The Dawg
I really coulda used a bath right now, man. But not, uh, the bloody kind. More, like, scented candles and shit, you know?
I really coulda used a bath right now, man. But not, uh, the bloody kind. More, like, scented candles and shit, you know?
Jeroen_Sol
Nothing reveals Humanity so well as the games it plays. A game of betrayal, where the most suspicious person is brutally murdered? How savage.
3885
Mess Iass
Well, we might as well work with what we've got. So Dawg, how long have you been stuck in this rotten prison?
Well, we might as well work with what we've got. So Dawg, how long have you been stuck in this rotten prison?
Shinan
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Leifur
So this will go on until Wednesday with no-one really wanting to do anything because there is nothing to do.
So this will go on until Wednesday with no-one really wanting to do anything because there is nothing to do.
There's just as much to do now as there's on later turns. It's disadvantageous for us if we don't try to pressure the RUDEs right from the beginning.
Warden Renegade
The warden sees all from the sea of monitors in his Control Room.
"Sir, there is growing disquiet in Unit 60!" reported a Honder lieutendant.
Another Honder, perhaps familiar to Battledome devouts, wandered into the Control Room, holding a beer.
At once, the irrate Warden grabbed this new Honder by the scruff of his neck. "What in Tar Nation are you doing with alcohol on the job?"
"Well..." the dog-man began in a sheepish goofy drawl. "It all began around three o'clock, and you see my lunch was a dry Dojaji fish sandwich on a brittle Liradian loaf. The result left my pallet both dry and pasty. So, after an hour more of suffering, I decided to head home for a bit and grab myself a cold one. Olaf light is my favourite brand, and it's quite moist. After a sip, I knew this was what I needed. Then of course I got a call from Oddyseus here about the incoming Goatseemus inmate. Of course I got back as soon as I could manage. So, that's why I have one at work."
Flabberghasted, Warden "Renegade" Snarggle thought long and hard about what to say or do. Just as he was about to rip this Honder a new one, Oddyseus - the only other officer present - held up a telenode.
"Sir, CEO Selsor is on the connection."
The Warden let out some steam from his rubbery, wet nose, and grabbed the telenode. Placing the button-shaped device on his temple, the Warden welcomed a hologram of a severe-looking woman.
"Warden."
"Ms. Selsor."
"You're aware that ratings are at a decline?"
"Ah, no, I was not, Ms. Selsor," Warden muttered, bowing his snout.
"And you're aware what happens should the Evengeray Syndicate revoke funding on this little arrangement?"
"Ah, yes, I am aware." The Warden made a plea bargain with the Tentacle Overlords for safe passage through this conversation.
"Now, I'm far too busy overseeing Super Fight Fest II TURBO, in Ten-Legged Pig's absence. Perhaps it would be in your best interest to ensure I do not need to call again."
"Yes, of cou-" The Warden cut off because the telenode disconnected. Still in his grip, which was tightening, the beer-drinking Honder made a little noise. "Get back to your station, Hercules, and get to work! You were sent here to oversee the Fight Fest. So, figure out this problem!"
"Oh that's easy, sir," Hercules announced, and explained his solution.
----
Suddenly, the PA system erupted inside Unit 60.
"This is your Warden speaking. Those of you in the Green Mile who wish to escape with 1,000,000 Space Bucks and a clean slate, will please start killing each other. Should you fail to kill someone yourself, one of you will be selected at random to be fired into the sun. That is all."
The warden sees all from the sea of monitors in his Control Room.
"Sir, there is growing disquiet in Unit 60!" reported a Honder lieutendant.
Another Honder, perhaps familiar to Battledome devouts, wandered into the Control Room, holding a beer.
At once, the irrate Warden grabbed this new Honder by the scruff of his neck. "What in Tar Nation are you doing with alcohol on the job?"
"Well..." the dog-man began in a sheepish goofy drawl. "It all began around three o'clock, and you see my lunch was a dry Dojaji fish sandwich on a brittle Liradian loaf. The result left my pallet both dry and pasty. So, after an hour more of suffering, I decided to head home for a bit and grab myself a cold one. Olaf light is my favourite brand, and it's quite moist. After a sip, I knew this was what I needed. Then of course I got a call from Oddyseus here about the incoming Goatseemus inmate. Of course I got back as soon as I could manage. So, that's why I have one at work."
Flabberghasted, Warden "Renegade" Snarggle thought long and hard about what to say or do. Just as he was about to rip this Honder a new one, Oddyseus - the only other officer present - held up a telenode.
"Sir, CEO Selsor is on the connection."
The Warden let out some steam from his rubbery, wet nose, and grabbed the telenode. Placing the button-shaped device on his temple, the Warden welcomed a hologram of a severe-looking woman.
"Warden."
"Ms. Selsor."
"You're aware that ratings are at a decline?"
"Ah, no, I was not, Ms. Selsor," Warden muttered, bowing his snout.
"And you're aware what happens should the Evengeray Syndicate revoke funding on this little arrangement?"
"Ah, yes, I am aware." The Warden made a plea bargain with the Tentacle Overlords for safe passage through this conversation.
"Now, I'm far too busy overseeing Super Fight Fest II TURBO, in Ten-Legged Pig's absence. Perhaps it would be in your best interest to ensure I do not need to call again."
"Yes, of cou-" The Warden cut off because the telenode disconnected. Still in his grip, which was tightening, the beer-drinking Honder made a little noise. "Get back to your station, Hercules, and get to work! You were sent here to oversee the Fight Fest. So, figure out this problem!"
"Oh that's easy, sir," Hercules announced, and explained his solution.
----
Suddenly, the PA system erupted inside Unit 60.
"This is your Warden speaking. Those of you in the Green Mile who wish to escape with 1,000,000 Space Bucks and a clean slate, will please start killing each other. Should you fail to kill someone yourself, one of you will be selected at random to be fired into the sun. That is all."
