[Macros]

Sing up CLOSED

player list
Hog
Twelve
Messremb
Pathos
Dolmen
Tattersail
cents
Wolfy
Star
Bliss


ETA
Round 1, choice splease

This post has been edited by Macros: 19 October 2012 - 08:21 PM

[Macros]

7 in already

[Macros]

And just waiting on Star.













Again

[Starling]

Sorry!

It's in now...

[Macros]

all ten in.
Resolving this evening, although I'm quite lost as to how to work this one.

[Tattersail_]

Macros, on 21 October 2012 - 03:21 PM, said:

all ten in.
Resolving this evening, although I'm quite lost as to how to work this one.

Interesting

[Macros]

interesting,
but delayed.

It will be tomorrow evening.

[Macros]

There are many paths to power, most of them, however, are foolhardy and Dangerous



Centz looked at the shabby shop front again.
this can't be it
"excuse me" the voice startled Centz, she had heard no-one approach, she turned to see who had managed to get close to her
"Yes?"
"Just looking to get past, needa see the 'smith"
Cetnz studied the man facing her claw, or sometihng close "is this Gejred's?"
Pathos grunted a yes
"I also need to see him" Centz turned and walked into the shop.


Across the town trouble was brewing.
"Fuck" Wolfy exclaimed "what is the gods awful stink??"
"Power my friend, power!" Hog was practically dancing on the spot.
due a cackle any fucking second Wolfy sighed, sometimes he really did wonder why he was friends with the Hog. His alchemiscal obsessions were going to get them both killed someday. But I suppose being his guinea pig worked in my favour a few times
"So what's the goal this time?"
Hog turned to him, a manic gleam in his eye, "Dragons"
Oh Fuck
Wolfy dropped to his seat, too shocked to speak for a moment. "dragons?" he finally whispered, "DRAGONS?"
"Yes, two of them, the two finest in the land we shall be!"
"US???!!?!"
Hog looked at him in askence, "what else, you knew I was pursuing the secrets of the soletaken, if I'm to have a beast in me it will be a fierce one"
Wolfy shook in head in amazement, Hog's ambition never failed to amaze him. "But how, don't we need, like blood and stuff? Fuck Hog, how are we going to get dragons blood?" He threw his hands up in the air in exasperation, "FUCKING DRAGONS!"
Hog rolled his eyes, "Nothing so dramatic wolfy my friend, I have it here, bottled up, liquid fire ready for our bellies, ready for our souls"
"Liquid fire?" Wolfy didn't like the sound of this drink
"Yes, distilate of various chemicals and the insides of one very carefully broken burner"
Wolfy leapt out the window
Hog sighed again, "why does he never trust me??"


There are many routes to power
Some are basic transactions

"The soul of your grandmother??"
The fat man shifted uncomfortably, "Yes, she has no need for it anymore"
"But, your grandmother"
"Yes, the mother of my father"
"But..."
The fat man cut him off, he was growing impatient, "You named your price as a soul, I offer you one, you never stipulated who's it had to be"
"yes yes, fine fine, still though, your grandmother..." the wizened little man walked to the back of his house shaking his head, tutting the whole way.
Twelve was impatient, the room was damnably hot and the doddering old fart didn't even seem to feel it I must have leaked at least a pint of water since I came in
"You're sure of this?" The old man asked as he returned to Twelve, a small wrapped parcel in his hands, "It is quite permanent"
Twelve nodded, grasped his prize and handed the old man the souljar he had been carrying for 3 years now
"My thanks, and good luck with the old witch," Twelve left the house, laughing.
I will be safe when I drink this, none of those fools would dare mess with a D'ivers
The old man watched Twelve leave, "You will not be yourself anymore" he said softly, saddened by the thought.
He had barely set himself upon his chair when another figure entered, one he knew well.
"I want it gone"
"I'm sorry Messremb, you knew there was no release when you took on the bears form" The old man looked at the floor, unable to meet Messrembs eyes, the lie would tell on his face
"I know you have the potion, I've been searching for years, all the fingers point to you, and you alone"
"But it's too dangerous" the old man pleaded, "You most likely will not survive the process"
"I am willing to take the risk"
The old man started to weep


the most powerful magics are the oldest, thankfully none but me remember this
Dolmen sat and studied his picture again, it was flawless, as he knew it would be. Flawless, unlike the rest of his works, he included no mistakes this time, he needed a true rendition. A most potent force, a true likeness was hard to capture, it took more than a talented hand, it took a special eye to see as well.
Twelve was a danger to his beloved city, he would bathe the world in blood if he was given the chance. Dolmen had seen into his soul, and had recoiled at the merest glimpse of the darkness that resided within. twelve would have to be removed, and for that, Dolmen needed a true likeness of him. it was all in the eyes, the furtive weaselly look, the anger and malice thought hidden deep within them, they were the key that gave Dolmen this opportunity, for as this picture was the likeness of Twelve, so Twelve was the likeness of this picture.
Dolmen pulled out his knife.


Tattersail studied the knife she had found. It was twisted and bent as if it had been melted, blood was encrusted into the blade, not on it, but somehow in the blackened metal. She could make no sense of it, a quick delving had revealed it was linked, to someone in the city, but no one of consequence, a petty thief, she probably didn't even know of the link.
Tattersail set the knife down and turned to her wine.

Starling was going mad, since the day the surgeon had drawn the ruined knife from her chest she had never been apart from it for more than a day. it was her prize posession, the secret of her success. She would leave the knife down and whomever picked it up she would know them, intimately and immediately, and then she would go and rob them blind. And retrieve the knife.
But this Malazan, this witch, had been studying the knife for 3 days now, she hadnt slept, hadn't given Star any window to get it back. She didn't even care about robbing her anymore, she needed her knife back.
Finally! she turns to her wine!


Hog studied the jar closely, everything looked ready. But one could never be sure, he needed wolfy here to test it for him.
no guts, no power Hog reached for the lid of the jar, steeling himself for what would surely be the foulest drink of his life.
Just as he began to screw the lid off he heard a step behind him ,"Ah, found your courage have you wolfy?"
"No" a feminine voice said, "I found my knife, and your throat"
Hog spun round and saw Bliss drawing her knife, a cruel smile on her face, "It's been too long my old friend" her voice had taken on an almost sibilant quality, her demon side showing through.
Hog had only one option, the drink, he ripped the lid off and made to throw the cointents of the jar down his throat. Air mixed with the rancid liquid instantly and the jar exploded hurling Hog out through the very window that wolfy had leapt earlier.
Bliss was thrown back out the door and down the stairs, bouncing on nearly every step on the way down. When she finally reached the bottom she groaned.
"Hello bliss, I see you haven't got any smarter"
Bliss cracked open an eye to see Wolfy standing over her, sword drawn
so this is how it ends
Wolfy hacked his blade down.


"I'm looking for a high tensile bow with a short snap and easy trigger" Centz pronounced to Gejred as she entered the shop
"I want one of your dirty crossbows, the little nasty ones" Pathos added, a step behind her.
Gejred laughed, "Sounds to me like you want the same thing, I'll see if I have any left, they're very popular.
Cetnz eyed Pathos cautiously, she didn't like the look of him, nor his apparent skills.
Pathos was indifferent to Centz intense study, he was here for the bow, and that was it. He had some killing to do. Gejred came back to the counter carrying a small crossbow in each hand, very carefully. "Here we are, theres a target there at the end of the counter if you care to try them."
He handed the bows over to Centz and Pathos, they began to study them closely immediately.
"Now," Gejred continued, "You need to be careful with these, the triggers are.."
Twin 'thwumps' sounded as centz and pathos dropped to the floor with bolts buried in their heads
"Very sensitive"
Bollocks


Tattersail had only meant to drink the one glass of wine, but she never could stop at just the one, or two or three for that matter. So as per the usual she was passed out drunk when Starling stole into her room to retrieve her knife.
"Ah, there you are my beauty" starling breathed, reaching for the knife lying on the table she paused, "what. the. fuck?" Outrage seized starling as she saw what Tattersail had intended for her knife next ACID!
"DIE BITCH!" Starling turned and stabbed tattersail in the back, straight through her heart.


Twelve crushed the contents of his parcel into boiling water, as instructed, and let is settle and cool a moment before he reached for the mug, bracing himself for the onset of the change. He downed the gloopy mixture in one go, and suddenly gasped in agony as blood fountained from his chest.

Dolmen drew the knife back, as blood spilled down the portrait a killing blow, I know my trade well he thought sourly

Twelve was choking on his own blood as well as spilling it over the floor when the change gripped him, saving his life whilst adding to his agony, his shrieks grew clearer and stronger as his wounds closed and he twisted on the floor, turning into the weasel that he was.

Dolmen stared at the picture as the blood stopped flowing, and the image of twelve faded, and disappeared This does not bode well


How it went
Pathos, Centz and Messremb shot themselves, were not attacked - died
Tatts shot Air, was attacked - died
Bliss shot Hog, was attacked - died
Starling shot Tatts, was not attacked - lives
Twelve and Hog shot themselves, were attacked - live
Dolmen shot Twelve, was not attacked - lives
Wolfy shot Bliss, was not attacked - lives


so, we have 5 alive
Starling
Wolfy
Dolmen
Twelve (GAH!)
Hog

Round 2, choices please

This post has been edited by Macros: 22 October 2012 - 08:15 PM

[twelve]

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HA HA HA HA!!!!!

(Extreme hair growth cure if I ever heard of one. But at least it worked)

[Macros]

three choices in

[Macros]

all five are in, I'm currently hacking out a new CV
patience.

[Macros]

A bite from a D'ivers is dangerous. But a bite OF one? Fatal


Weasel stew, I wonder how it will taste?
Dolmen sat back and looked at his latest creation. It had been the hardest portrait of his career, not least because of the difficulty of catching even a glimpse of Twelve in his D'ivers form. That and the fact that the weasels were constantly changing, now there were five of the wretched things. Finally Dolmen had grasped that the only way to paint a true image was to paint the essence of this new beast, not the individual weasels.
this evening, I'll put an end to it


"So you want 'im dead then?"
"Twelve sighed, he had been trying to put it eloquently to the thug, "Yes, slit his throat or whatever tickles your fancy, just make sure that he is no longer a threat to me."
Wolfy grunted and headed out the door.
Brainless thug, it pains me to have to use such a fool
Twelve returned to his deck, the spread of cards left him no doubts, he couldn't attack him directly.


Wolfy left Twelves house and headed to Hogs, he was up to something stupid again. Even the explosion of his 'dragon draught' had done nothing to dampen his enthusiasm for tinkering with alchemy and drinking poisons.
The cloud of smoke pouring from hog's lab did little to encourage wolfy as he climbed the stairs. As he reached the top hog rolled out the door coughing and laughing. Wolfy reached down and helped hog to his feet, "what have we got this time that's got you so happy?"
"Nature!"
"Nature?"
"Nature"
Wolfy waited
Hog dusted himself down, grinning, "Nature Wolfy, the power of the elements, imagine being able to call down a storm, lightning at our command!"
Wolfy sighed, "What's in this one?"
"Oh not much, not much at all, no munitions you'll be happy to know"
"Always a bonus"
"Lightning"
"Lightning?"
"Lightning!"
"But.." Wolfy looked baffled "Lightning?"
"I captured it in a special distillate of otataral and stormriders blood."
"STORMRIDERS BLOOD??"
"Yeah, that was expensive" Hog looked at his feet at the last
"How expensive?" wolfy ground out
"All of it"
"Fuck" Wolfy turned and walked back down the stairs


As darkness fell Dolmen had finished his picture and was boiling a large pot of seawater, he had read somewhere that boiling D'ivers in salted water was the only sure fire way to kill them. As the water began to bubble Dolmen carefully rolled the canvas and pushed it into the pot.
Across the town Twelve suddenly started screaming, his blood boiling in his veins. He veered into his D'ivers form, but this brought no release, 5 weasels writhed on the ground in agony and one by one they exploded in a bloody mess.
as the canvas dissolved into a bloody mess the pot of water slowly thickened into a greasy, disgusting kind of stew, to which Dolmen added some pepper and coriander for flavour.
People laugh at my cooking skills, i bet they would pay handsomely for a bite of this broth
Dolmen dipped a spoon in carefully, and lifted out a mouthful, blowing to cool it before eating it. He made a face at the taste too much pepper I think As the stew settled in Dolmens stomach he winced. The pain intensified and soon Dolmen was doubled on the ground screaming in agony, clawing desperately at his stomach trying to get to the source of his pain.
Wolfy found him on the floor an hour later, dead, his stomach ripped open by his own hands.
"Fuck"
Wolfy hacked off Dolmens ear and left, he was going to collect anyway, hog had left them broke again.


Hog studied the glass jar, lighting flickering through the liquid inside perfect this time, I can feel it
He decided not to wait for wolfy, this one was for him, Wolfy had enough already anyway. Taking a deep breath he ripped the lid from the jar and downed the contents, his eyes lighting up with delight as he felt it ripple down his throat. He knew he had it right as lightning flickered at his finger tips instantly.
"Perfection" he breathed
His gloating was short lived as the lightning thickened around his hands, he could find no way to make it dissipate. He hadn't anticipated the initial charge, he had made no preparations for his body to let this run through him. if he touched of anything metal he would probably explode. I've killed myself! how the hell do I ground this??
He started at a sound behind him, spinngin round to find Starling thrusting her twisted dagger forward. As the touched Hogs chest there was a massive explosion, hurling hog through the recently repaired window, and starling back down the stairs, taking the door with her.




How it went:
Dolmen and Twelve shot each other - Died
Wolfy shot Dolmen, was not attacked - Lives
Hog shot himself, was attacked - Lives
Starling shot hog, was not attacked - Lives



Round 3
Wolfy
Hog
Starling


choice splease!

[Wolfy]

Hahaha splendid work!

That poor window...

[Macros]

2 choices in.

[Dolmen 2.0]

The problem with weasel stew is all those sly calories.

[Tattersail_]

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Starling the ninja!

Two kills this game already!

[Macros]

All three choices are in.
Will resolve possibly at the airport this evening

[Macros]

I was going to resolve this morning but BT have decided my house no longer needs working internet.
So its fucked again, the man was supposed to come today and fix it but he was a no show. Hopefully tomorrow. I hate trying long posts from my phone

[Macros]

Alchemy is a tricky business, it's undoubtedly easier to get it horribly wrong than remotely correct



"She didn't mean it Hog"
"she knifed me!" shrieked hog, "with a knife!"
"Yeah, but it wasn't her, that knife drove her a bit crazy, and you blew it up," wolfy was really having to work to sell this one, "besides, didn't she sort of save your life?"
"IRRELEVANT, THE BITCH STUCK A KNIFE IN ME!"
"Easy there hog," Wolfy said quietly, "thats my lady you're calling a bitch"
"Sorry, but I'm tired of women trying to kill me and breaking our door."
Wolfy laughed at the last, "and how many times have you burned this place out yourself?"
"Me, exactly, I did it, not some harlot trying to do one of us in!"
"This conversation is over Hog," wolfy said firmly, "she regrets it, the knife is destroyed so she's back to normal, and she really did save your life." He leaned closer looking Hog straight in the eye, "so no storm clouds over thieves run, you hear me?"
Hog scowled, "Fine" he stumped around the room angrily for a minute, then threw his hands in the air, "I'm going to get drunk"

Wolfy watched him leave, one he heard Hog exit on to the street he called, "You can come in now, he's away"
Starling climbed in through the window, "Thanks for that, you tihnk he'll keep off me?"
"Yeah he'll be fine, let him blow of some steam for a day or two then he'll forget it even happened."
starling didn't look reassured, "if you say so." She began perusing the various stoppered bottles, "what is all this stuff?"
"His work, some of it genious, some of it fuck ups, although most of his fuck ups explode to be honest" Starling hastily set down the bottle she was studying, she looked at a few of the labels, "So, any of them, provide like, uh, protections?" she asked, nonchalantly
"sure, he's quite a paranoid little man at times," wolfy scowled, "looking for some lightning protection perhaps?"
Starling smiled, "perhaps," she went back to checking labels. After a minute or two's searching she found one that looked a likely candidate ,"Protection from the elements," she declared, "just what I need!" she unstoppered the bottle and made to drink the contents.
Wolfy snatched the bottle form her hands, "Don't be a bloody fool, gods only know what this will do to you!"
"I'm going to drink it wolfy, don't try and stop me"
"Well, at least let me try it first, I have some...experience with his work, I'm more likely to survive his fuck ups"
Starling raised an eyebrow,"really? You drink many of his potions?"
wolfy glanced at her, "You know my skills aren't natural"
Starling appraised the collection of bottles with a new eye, "interesting..."
Wolfy downed half the bottle in one swig, then sat down and waited.
Nothing untoward happened so he nodded to starling. She finished the bottle, making a face at the taste," couldn't he make something with a bit of flavour?? that's worse than The Sinking Duck's ale!"
Wolfy shrugged, "shall we go to dinner?" he motioned to the door.
About 3 yards up the street Wolfy's stomach gave an alarming rumble, and steam started coming from his ears
"Fuck"




How it went:
Wolfy and starling shot themselves - Died
Hog shot air - was not attacked - WINS


The pig is the winner!


games are suspended until december, unless someone else wants to run them, as I'm attempting nanowrimo

[Jade-Green Pig-Hog Swine-Beast]

Fucking YES!

Wolfy and I are pals—i knew he wouldn't betray me. I also knew that Starling wouldn't try it a second time. YAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSS!