Inexorable Altercation [Round II - Armada]
05-22-2010, 03:10 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Draykon.
This was the original OP! Due to the nature of the process involved in changing the author of a thread, it was shunted down the page. It is preserved below for purely historical reasons.
This was the original OP! Due to the nature of the process involved in changing the author of a thread, it was shunted down the page. It is preserved below for purely historical reasons.
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In a cabin hidden somewhere in spacetime, an author- A Wordsmith- sat before his desk. From outside, he could hear it- though he knew little of what it was. All he knew, was that the simple wood would not hold off the Angel of Death for long.
He was not a God, and he knew it. Still, quill in hand, he knew of one means by which he could attain immortality.
He would be forgotten. Faceless, known only by his penname. The window of his cabin already began to fade to black, and a rhythmic tapping began on his door.
Sensing the black angel's approach, The Wordsmith wrote.
***7000 Years Later***
Nine men stood in circle, each clad in a black cloak. The thing they sought- that fateful tome of knowledge- they had at last found. All across the multiverse they had searched, countless expanses, infinite planes. In all that time, the Gentlemen had finally concluded that the book was nowhere.
And so nowhere was where they met, and the book lay before them.
With a slender hand, one of the Gentlemen lifted the book, and read aloud.
Across countless layers of space, the Gods had grown restless. It comes then only naturally, that they would devise a game to entertain themselves, one in which the expense of mortals would become the play of the Gods.
The game would be called The Grand Battle.
There would be many iterations of this battle, each a long and perilous tale in its own right.
Still, there would be one of these Battles, which I feel to be most peculiar.
I have written about these battles before, though simplified were they as children's tales. Still, I feel the time has come for me to write another, one which tells of the battle as it truly happened. For you see, it is not art that imitates life, and it is not life that imitates art, rather it is a single bidirectional function, in which the universe slowly but surely constructs several layers of existence.
I feel I must at least once, use this function, and write this book. To those who will read it before this tenth battle, it will be a prophecy. To those who will read it after, a documentary. But to me, it is something even more valuable. This book and this battle shall be constructed together, each dependent on the other. As the butterfly shall flap its wings, a great storm will arrive. This same storm shall carry this butterfly to the place where it shall meet God, and from there the butterfly shall achieve enlightenment.
I am not a prophet, I am not an intellectual. I am merely a butterfly, who dreams he is a man.
"The next page describes the contestants." the Gentleman finally said of his own accord. "It is time for the tenth Battle, and so it is time for us to bring it about."
"This is finally a test of our faith" another Gentleman said. "If we stray from the book's writing now, all shall be for naught."
"I will not allow this to happen." the first Gentleman spoke again. "I shall be the sole one to hold the book, this shall minimize the chances of causality failing."
"And if you betray us?" another asked.
"I will not." was his simple answer.
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Thanks to the folks over at #GrandBattle for the name ideas. Without them the title would be significantly easier to remember the spelling of, and as a consequence significantly more boring.
WOO! Grand Battle season 2 battle 2 is here! For those who haven't been following this ridiculously long series, this is an RP battle where you shall fight with a sword of ink and a shield of text.
And by sword I mean pen, and by shield I mean FUCKING TEXTWALL.
To put it simply, each round the 8 contestants will get dropped off in some random arena. You'll spend a little while (or a long while) rping there, under the premise that you're all supposed to be killing each other. You're not actually allowed to kill anyone though, rather you'll want to focus on storytelling, and making everything interesting.
At the end of the round, someone will be chosen to be eliminated. That person will then write a scene in which their character dies, and they're out.
I'm really horrible at explaining things, so just take a look at some of the other battles to get an idea:
viewtopic.php?f=45&t=3793
viewtopic.php?f=45&t=4813
viewtopic.php?f=45&t=5909
viewtopic.php?f=45&t=5893
viewtopic.php?f=45&t=6657
A few things specific to this battle:
-Your character has no idea what's going on here. They didn't 'enter' the battle, and none of the Gentlemen directly approached them. Rather, they were simply teleported straight into null-space.
-Unlike in TGB, the Gentlemen aren't direct metaphors for the posters. This probably won't affect the game directly, but I still feel I should mention it.
You also may have noticed that my Grandmaster is dead. I have no idea if this will affect anything, but hey, it could be fun!
If you're still interested, just fill out this form:
Username: For some reason we always ask for this on the form, even though there's no reason to. Oh well, FILL IN THIS ONE ANYWAY.
Name: The thing that people call your character.
Gender: In the event that your character is genderless, at least try and work out which pronouns they prefer.
Race: Almost anything you can think of. I'd prefer it be at least relatively serious, but then Dragon Fogel in the first battle managed to make his undead vacuum cleaner a genuinely interesting character, so go nuts.
Color: All of your story posts are to be done in this color, this'll help us tell at a glance who did what post. Other formatting is acceptable, but simple italics is reserved for transition posts.
Weapons/Abilities: What is it that your character can do? Be as vague or specific as you like, though I recommend trying to be more vague.
Description: 'Who they are.' Physical appearance, as well an overview of their personality. Fairly straightforward.
Biography: A brief history of your character. Who were they back in their home dimension? What have they done with themselves?
You may now post. GOGOGO.
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Plumfinder - Loran Twight
Mr. Gauss - Greyve
Pinary- Will Haven
Hijack - Apathy
Kaitostrike - Felix Atrum
Sleeping Orange - Annaliese Nibbs
Zaffa Schazer - OTTO and O'rlyath
Nehh - Voitrach
----
As of this post, this battle has been handed over to bobthepen.
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SpoilerAs the title suggests, this is Grand Battle Season 2, Battle 2. More after the crazy-ass story post.
In a cabin hidden somewhere in spacetime, an author- A Wordsmith- sat before his desk. From outside, he could hear it- though he knew little of what it was. All he knew, was that the simple wood would not hold off the Angel of Death for long.
He was not a God, and he knew it. Still, quill in hand, he knew of one means by which he could attain immortality.
He would be forgotten. Faceless, known only by his penname. The window of his cabin already began to fade to black, and a rhythmic tapping began on his door.
Sensing the black angel's approach, The Wordsmith wrote.
***7000 Years Later***
Nine men stood in circle, each clad in a black cloak. The thing they sought- that fateful tome of knowledge- they had at last found. All across the multiverse they had searched, countless expanses, infinite planes. In all that time, the Gentlemen had finally concluded that the book was nowhere.
And so nowhere was where they met, and the book lay before them.
With a slender hand, one of the Gentlemen lifted the book, and read aloud.
Across countless layers of space, the Gods had grown restless. It comes then only naturally, that they would devise a game to entertain themselves, one in which the expense of mortals would become the play of the Gods.
The game would be called The Grand Battle.
There would be many iterations of this battle, each a long and perilous tale in its own right.
Still, there would be one of these Battles, which I feel to be most peculiar.
I have written about these battles before, though simplified were they as children's tales. Still, I feel the time has come for me to write another, one which tells of the battle as it truly happened. For you see, it is not art that imitates life, and it is not life that imitates art, rather it is a single bidirectional function, in which the universe slowly but surely constructs several layers of existence.
I feel I must at least once, use this function, and write this book. To those who will read it before this tenth battle, it will be a prophecy. To those who will read it after, a documentary. But to me, it is something even more valuable. This book and this battle shall be constructed together, each dependent on the other. As the butterfly shall flap its wings, a great storm will arrive. This same storm shall carry this butterfly to the place where it shall meet God, and from there the butterfly shall achieve enlightenment.
I am not a prophet, I am not an intellectual. I am merely a butterfly, who dreams he is a man.
"The next page describes the contestants." the Gentleman finally said of his own accord. "It is time for the tenth Battle, and so it is time for us to bring it about."
"This is finally a test of our faith" another Gentleman said. "If we stray from the book's writing now, all shall be for naught."
"I will not allow this to happen." the first Gentleman spoke again. "I shall be the sole one to hold the book, this shall minimize the chances of causality failing."
"And if you betray us?" another asked.
"I will not." was his simple answer.
Thanks to the folks over at #GrandBattle for the name ideas. Without them the title would be significantly easier to remember the spelling of, and as a consequence significantly more boring.
WOO! Grand Battle season 2 battle 2 is here! For those who haven't been following this ridiculously long series, this is an RP battle where you shall fight with a sword of ink and a shield of text.
And by sword I mean pen, and by shield I mean FUCKING TEXTWALL.
To put it simply, each round the 8 contestants will get dropped off in some random arena. You'll spend a little while (or a long while) rping there, under the premise that you're all supposed to be killing each other. You're not actually allowed to kill anyone though, rather you'll want to focus on storytelling, and making everything interesting.
At the end of the round, someone will be chosen to be eliminated. That person will then write a scene in which their character dies, and they're out.
I'm really horrible at explaining things, so just take a look at some of the other battles to get an idea:
viewtopic.php?f=45&t=3793
viewtopic.php?f=45&t=4813
viewtopic.php?f=45&t=5909
viewtopic.php?f=45&t=5893
viewtopic.php?f=45&t=6657
A few things specific to this battle:
-Your character has no idea what's going on here. They didn't 'enter' the battle, and none of the Gentlemen directly approached them. Rather, they were simply teleported straight into null-space.
-Unlike in TGB, the Gentlemen aren't direct metaphors for the posters. This probably won't affect the game directly, but I still feel I should mention it.
You also may have noticed that my Grandmaster is dead. I have no idea if this will affect anything, but hey, it could be fun!
If you're still interested, just fill out this form:
Username: For some reason we always ask for this on the form, even though there's no reason to. Oh well, FILL IN THIS ONE ANYWAY.
Name: The thing that people call your character.
Gender: In the event that your character is genderless, at least try and work out which pronouns they prefer.
Race: Almost anything you can think of. I'd prefer it be at least relatively serious, but then Dragon Fogel in the first battle managed to make his undead vacuum cleaner a genuinely interesting character, so go nuts.
Color: All of your story posts are to be done in this color, this'll help us tell at a glance who did what post. Other formatting is acceptable, but simple italics is reserved for transition posts.
Weapons/Abilities: What is it that your character can do? Be as vague or specific as you like, though I recommend trying to be more vague.
Description: 'Who they are.' Physical appearance, as well an overview of their personality. Fairly straightforward.
Biography: A brief history of your character. Who were they back in their home dimension? What have they done with themselves?
You may now post. GOGOGO.
---
Plumfinder - Loran Twight
Mr. Gauss - Greyve
Pinary- Will Haven
Hijack - Apathy
Kaitostrike - Felix Atrum
Sleeping Orange - Annaliese Nibbs
Zaffa Schazer - OTTO and O'rlyath
Nehh - Voitrach
----
As of this post, this battle has been handed over to bobthepen.