Vilageidiotx

Hunger Games: Happy Holidays Edition

The sun goes down and the blood begins to flow festively. A tragic carving knife fight claimed the lives of King Wenceslas and Gizmo, and Sherlock lays dead, his Christmas and his face both made blue by Ash armed with stringed popcorn. The moon is up, Christmas lights go on, and everyone wonders when next blood will be struck.



Putin's Steam Library bloats with unplayed games and he pouts that there is nothing left he wants to buy. The Elvenqueen is self-shipped with Travolta. I, settling down for the night, roast my chestnuts. Outdoors the moon is out and the snow is piling up, causing Chunk and Sloth to stay inside. Santa eats chocolate, perhaps daring the Chanukah Zombie to do the same in the later's quest to steal the identity of the former. Bowser, the Equestrian Royal Guard, Mr Potato Head, and Papa Smurf practice and Judaism. Witch Cat, like Putin, suffers from a lack of video game excitement.

The Angels split the night and, in lovely chorus, root for Dexter Morgan.

Broby and gnome child enjoy baked goods, while Krampus suffers from overeating. Nothing of any consequence yet happens...



Baby Jesus hears what I guess was probably the angels, since nothing else is really going on, but is not bothered to get out of bed. The games seem to be spiraling into Seasonal Affective Disorder as everyone either sleeps or sulks. This trend continues as Charlie Brown feels the stink of video-game related disinterest. There are even more Jews, perhaps a full conversion coming into effect. Woody Guthrie shares with the Emoticone his personal television theories and the Wicked Witch warms her chestnuts, but then...

Bam! Blood! Gore! Horror! Aaron is kettle-garroted by a fuckin Nazi! Let's sit back and appreciate how shitty Aaron's performance was today. Gizmo broke his nose and stole his precious casserole, then he was forced to dance by Bowser, and how he lays slain by Nazis.

Then blood again! Cynder bakes Turbo Man to death. If this is what "Goodwill to Cynder" meant then look out! Turbo Man, having earlier decided to work with King Wenceslas and the Snuggie, finds the King dead and the Snuggie as a sorta useless ally, what being a blanket and all. Alliances matter, friends.

Burma burns a log, the Grinch hums himself to sleep, Bing, Bert, Snuggie, Saturn, and Dr. Light go door to door singing about the reason for the season: "Here comes Clirkus, her comes Clirkus, right down Clirkus lane." The deaths of Aaron and Turbo Man have not disturbed this cozy festive night.



Ash, on a role, somehow weaponizes Christmas and murders Furby with it. Earl Browder hears it but stays indoors. Frosty and an Elf pass out, while Clint bakes. Rudolph dares Ernie to lick a poll and leaves the poor muppet to suffer in the cold night while Chanukah Zombie receives food from yet another Santa imposter.

Winter Came on Forever: An 18th Century Alt-History

@Vilageidiotx

We have only four replies, in a week. And this isn't even nation building.

@NecroKnight

People need to post. I can't make people post.

Winter Came on Forever: An 18th Century Alt-History

@Vilageidiotx

How about having a reason for our characters to gather? Maybe using your GM powers, to organize a meeting between the people. Ala discuss the approaching ice age.

Whenever shit happens, people of power tend to gather. Maybe have our characters invited to a said Ice Age convention? =.=

@NecroKnight

Right now everyone needs to feel out their characters and get a grip on what they are doing. A manufactured meeting would derail that. This is a time for vignettes and planning subplots in PM's with other RPers.

You'll find I am a pretty light handed GM. I'm mostly here to make sure everything makes sense and nobody starts godmodding, but I'm not particularly interested in dictating what everyone else is going to write post by post. That would be like me having everyone write a novel I have planned out in my head, which doesn't seem fun. I want to see everyone else's imagination at work too.

Hunger Games: Happy Holidays Edition

Ho ho ho! Merry November 27th! It's time to watch the first day of the games.



Travolta gently works fragrant spices into the skin near Browder's wounds. Dr Light, having met Rudolph, now believes the once presumably mythical creature is in fact real. Broby and Putin team up to make a pie crust, but if their images are any indication, it looks like Broby makes a crust and monologues about it to a bored Putin. Somebody shows how much they hate Nazis when they send Rudolph Hess the worst gift of all: socks. Chunk and Sloth, however, are beloved, and they receive a pony. Furby is now covered in crusted Pumpkin Pie filling. Myself, an Emoticone, and an Elf take a pause from the coming fight and decorate the arena. John McClane is sad that Witch Cat didn't invite him on a sleigh ride. Gnome Child takes a whack at a god, but realizing he isn't up to it, flits away with boards tied to his feet.



Frosty, hearing a sea creature and a toy complain about traffic for some reason, and thinks to take it up with that one traffic cop he is acquainted with. Santa, having fled from his doppelgangers, looks for nuts: a source of protein. Bert fanbois over Clint Eastwood. The Baby Jesus lightly annoys Ernie. Charlie Brown menaces the snuggie, but it wraps around a cervid and rides it to safety. Woody Guthrie seizes the means of protein from Chanukah Zombie who, dressed as Santa, also seems to be mimicking Santa's choice of snack food. Dexter hears an even more nonsensical discussion about traffic. While Krampus throws snowballs alone, Dexter Morgan and the Wicked Witch enjoy the winter wonderland which has yet to see blood. There indeed is peace on earth, at least in the arena, so perhaps there will be goodwill to Cynder after all. The Elvenqueen dedicates the holidays to Clirkus.



Bowser finds a hat that, once put on Aaron's head, convinces him to dance.

After this, however, is when things begin to get serious. Bing makes a sword out of fruitcake and sharpens the candied confection like a razor. The Grinch is snubbed presentwise. King Wenceslas and Gizmo get in a violent knife-fight and both die as a result. Nearby, Ash sneaks up on Sherlock and deducts the air from his body, killing him.



Day one comes to an end with some blood, all of it happening at once as the sun went down. If there was a Christmas truce in place, it has been broken, and blood will be spilled this night.

Winter Came on Forever: An 18th Century Alt-History

Okay, so holidays have slowed down enough I can actually turn back to this.

Regarding the central location thing: It's there. People are gathering in specific places. You don't have to spread yourself out. Right now we have two of us posting in the South Carolina region and two of us posting in the Ohio Valley region. As people join up they can totally gather around either those locations, or others.

I tried to centralize it as far as I could without being too limiting. If any of you don't want to post alone, you can always scrap characters and pick up new ones closer to the action, or you can get together with each other and collude to create new centers of action. The world is what you make it.

Hunger Games: Happy Holidays Edition

"Twas the night before Hunger Games, when all through the lobby
not a creature was stirring, not even a Broby.
The weapons were hung by the cornucopia with care,
in hopes that Dinh AaronMk soon would be there.

The contestants were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of Jennifer Lawrence danced in their heads.
And Waifu being kawai, and I with my pipe,
had just filled our brains with pre-game hype.

When out on the arena there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a Rudolph,
tore open the shutter, and threw up on the cloth.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
gave the lustre of midday to the nonsense objects below,
when, what to my wondering eyes became attestant,
but a miniature sleigh and some tiny contestants.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles, his people they came,
and he whistled and shouted and called them by name:

"Now Saturn! Now Burma!
Now, Cynder and gnome child!
On, Clirkus! On, Witch Cat!
On, The Elvenqueen and Baby Jesus!
To the top of the arena!
To the top of the wall!
Now fight to death! Fight to death!
Fight to death all!"



Hess stays in character and flies away from his problems. Mr Potato Head wraps his tiny replaceable arms around a cookie and hobbles away. The Witch Cat invites a sea-witch, an American communist, and a vaudeville turtle villain into a sleigh, hoping perhaps to make allies. Travolta has no such friends, and sleighs away alone. The Emoticone also flies away. A pattern develops - people don't stick around to collect anything from the cornucopia, they get the fuck away. Cynder does manage to find a heavy brick to fight with, while the Waifu single single-handedly protects her latte from some Goonies.



The Equestrian Royal Guard gets drunk on the job. Tiny Gizmo smashes in Aaron's nose for a tasty casserole, allowing him to feed after midnight. Woody Guthrie uses his proletarian labor to produce a merry Christmas without the help of private capital, thus disproving capitalism once and for all. Crosby plans on giving out Christmas albums and prepares for their presentation. Chanukah Zombie disguises himself as a gentile.



Bert grabs snow and spells it out as he flaps away puppet-like. I, as per holiday tradition, leave milk and cookies out for the spirit of early 2000's cartoon network. Charlie Brown discovers the meaning of Christmas in a bag. Krampus also disguises himself as Santa, meaning the Santa brand, co-opted by an undead Jew and a Demon, is truly a multicultural event. I seem to have cut off the Snuggie part, but from the picture we can trust that it is in fact Wenceslas, Snuggie, and Turboman as a threesome working together. Santa, realizing people are trying to replace him, gets the hell away.



There are an awful lot of backpacks full of Christmas in them. Putin also finds a sort of Christmas Cheer, which is good because it looks like he really needs it. Baby Jesus, meanwhile, jumps on board a cooked turkey and rolls away.

And thus ends the bloodbath. Next on the Holiday Games we will observe the First Day of Christmas.

Hunger Games: Happy Holidays Edition

The line-up!



District 1 has one hell of a line-up. Not sure anyone can take out that group.

Hunger Games: Happy Holidays Edition

...woop, looks like I forgot to put in Bowser. Also, dropped Arnie since we already have one of his characters in the game.

Anyway, the stuff is all rewritten and good to go, so i'll probably start the game tomorrow.

Hunger Games: Happy Holidays Edition

Lets see how about :

Bowser


Dr Light


Bert


Ernie


And Charlie Brown

@Duthguy

You'll wanna specify which Dr Light since there are more than one and your image broke.

Hunger Games: Happy Holidays Edition

gonna hafta drop Anarcho-Jesus since we already have baby Jesus. The others are cool though