The Gradual Massacre (GBS2G4) [Round 6: Tidal Cove]
05-30-2010, 12:49 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Pinary.
In a small, out-of-the-way way pocket universe, a single screen flickered to life, casting eerie shadows on the contraption in which it was entangled. Another came on, and another, and soon there were dozens of screens of varying sizes and brightnesses, all shining in towards a single viewer.
These screens, suspended amid a tangled mess of cables stretching up into the blackness, all bore different information to the occupant of the chair. Programs were initializing, systems were coming online, and links were being formed. Slowly, gradually, things were coming into place.
After a brief eternity, something broke the silence: a voice. There were no obstacles to obstruct it, so it rang out crisp and clear, not echoing or fading away.
"Gentlemen," it came, slow and purposeful, each syllable carefully and deliberately crafted to convey an equal mix of disdain and respect. "It begins."
There was anticipation there, the sort of hunger one feels when they order a particularly fine dessert that they can't wait to savour. The Controller leaned back, steepling his fingers before his face.
"Bring me subjects..."
"...for the Gradual M<font size="5">assacre."</font>
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Welcome to the Gradual Massacre, Battle 4 of Season 2 of The Grand Battle. I'm sure you've heard of Grand Battles before, and in function, this one will be no different. (If you haven't participated in one before, read the complete introduction and rules from the original.) The characters, of course, will be entirely original creations, and they will have no knowledge of this battle. Each round, you will compete with the other authors, and each round, the character whose author did the worst will be killed. Each round will take place in a new and different location.
I have arbitrarily decided on a 2.5-hour reserve limit. Multiple concurrent reserves will not be allowed.
Character Sheet:
Name: What should we call them?
Gender: "Yes please" is not an acceptable answer.
Race: What species are they?
Text Colour: Remember, readability. Try to avoid eyerapey colours. (No Bold #C84000 for you.)
Biography: Who are they? What have they done in their life? Where were they when they vanished into thin air?
Description: What do they look like? How do they act? What are their motivations?
Items/Abilities: What do they have with them? Do they have any special powers? Why were they chosen for this fight to the death?
Characters:
Schazer: The Countess - #808080 (profile)
cyber95: Pluck - #804000 (profile) - DEAD TWICE
MrGuy: Holly Tallbirch - #BF0040 (profile)
Godbot: Ouroborous - #004400 (profile)
Hijack: Lucas Maxl & Co. - Bold #BFxxxx (profile) - EATEN
Ixcalibur slipsicle: Thane - #008000 (profile) - BURNED
Keerutaja: Sir Arnold Scarlet - #FF4000 (profile) - WISHING HE WERE DEAD
whoosh!: Acacia Skammer - #800080 (profile) - PLAG'D
MalkyTop: Algernon - #3B4990 (profile)
(Yes yes, 9 slots. Don't worry about it. All in good time.)
In a small, out-of-the-way way pocket universe, a single screen flickered to life, casting eerie shadows on the contraption in which it was entangled. Another came on, and another, and soon there were dozens of screens of varying sizes and brightnesses, all shining in towards a single viewer.
These screens, suspended amid a tangled mess of cables stretching up into the blackness, all bore different information to the occupant of the chair. Programs were initializing, systems were coming online, and links were being formed. Slowly, gradually, things were coming into place.
After a brief eternity, something broke the silence: a voice. There were no obstacles to obstruct it, so it rang out crisp and clear, not echoing or fading away.
"Gentlemen," it came, slow and purposeful, each syllable carefully and deliberately crafted to convey an equal mix of disdain and respect. "It begins."
There was anticipation there, the sort of hunger one feels when they order a particularly fine dessert that they can't wait to savour. The Controller leaned back, steepling his fingers before his face.
"Bring me subjects..."
"...for the Gradual M<font size="5">assacre."</font>
_________________
Welcome to the Gradual Massacre, Battle 4 of Season 2 of The Grand Battle. I'm sure you've heard of Grand Battles before, and in function, this one will be no different. (If you haven't participated in one before, read the complete introduction and rules from the original.) The characters, of course, will be entirely original creations, and they will have no knowledge of this battle. Each round, you will compete with the other authors, and each round, the character whose author did the worst will be killed. Each round will take place in a new and different location.
I have arbitrarily decided on a 2.5-hour reserve limit. Multiple concurrent reserves will not be allowed.
Character Sheet:
Name: What should we call them?
Gender: "Yes please" is not an acceptable answer.
Race: What species are they?
Text Colour: Remember, readability. Try to avoid eyerapey colours. (No Bold #C84000 for you.)
Biography: Who are they? What have they done in their life? Where were they when they vanished into thin air?
Description: What do they look like? How do they act? What are their motivations?
Items/Abilities: What do they have with them? Do they have any special powers? Why were they chosen for this fight to the death?
Characters:
Schazer: The Countess - #808080 (profile)
cyber95: Pluck - #804000 (profile) - DEAD TWICE
MrGuy: Holly Tallbirch - #BF0040 (profile)
Godbot: Ouroborous - #004400 (profile)
Hijack: Lucas Maxl & Co. - Bold #BFxxxx (profile) - EATEN
Ixcalibur slipsicle: Thane - #008000 (profile) - BURNED
Keerutaja: Sir Arnold Scarlet - #FF4000 (profile) - WISHING HE WERE DEAD
whoosh!: Acacia Skammer - #800080 (profile) - PLAG'D
MalkyTop: Algernon - #3B4990 (profile)
(Yes yes, 9 slots. Don't worry about it. All in good time.)