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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 5:58 pm
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Chiara was a sucker for booths, but this booth was a fair bit different from the usual Dance Battle stuff. This time she was going high tech. Two comfy looking chairs sat facing each other, with a weird contraption above each one. It appeared to be a helmet that would lower onto the sitting troll's head, covering their vision. There were joystick controls on the arms of the chair, and wires crisscrossing everywhere. Between the two seats sat a large screen, that at the moment showed a clip of GameBros new game. Under the screen in a glass case sat 3 trophies and a mysterious gift for the grand winner of whatever game this might be. "Battle to the Death" was written on a large sign above the booth, with a small "Through Virtual Reality" note bellow it. The GameBros company logo is plastered all over the machines and sign.The blueblood lounged in one of the chairs, cat calling at passing trolls to try their luck at the simulated battle. If you approach the booth and ask for more information, the blueblood will throw a pamphlet at you, saying; "Read it, sign it, bring it back, battle."
Quote: Ancient Gladiatorial Battle Games!Brought to you by GameBrosPrizes Available; 500 Beatles, An in-game Character modeled after you for our new game(see below), A System and a free copy of our new game (see below) delivered straight to your hive!
Ever wanted to go back and see the glorious gladiatorial games our ancestors used to play? Well now you can! And without any harm to your own flesh covered body. Simply sign the waver at the bottom of this page, pay a minimal entrance fee, and sit down to have the fight of your life. Players can choose from a wide variety of weapons, abilities, and tactics to fight their way to the top. Players first need to challenge the booth attendant to get in on a chance to win one of three grand prizes. Want to just play for fun? Bring a buddy and use the game to kill them ruthlessly like you've always dreamed of. In no event shall GameBro, nor any of its officers, directors and employees, shall be held liable for anything arising out of or in any way connected with your use of this game whether such liability is under contract. GameBro, including its officers, directors and employees shall not be held liable for any indirect, consequential or special liability arising out of or in any way related to your use of this game.You hereby indemnify to the fullest extent GameBro from and against any and/or all liabilities, costs, demands, causes of action, damages and expenses arising in any way related to your breach of any of the provisions of these Terms. Please Sign Here: ___________________________________ The rest of the pamphlet is taken up by advertisements for GameBros new game "Snack Attack" where you play as some weird pink alien on their quest for mad snacks yo.
You are free to RP in this ORP, if you want to challenge the booth owner to enter for a chance at fabulous prizes write in bold somewhere in your post "I challenge you!" and a separate "battle" thread will be opened for the fight. No powers or abilities are usable, this is virtual reality people, not fantasy wonderland. Each player starts with 20hp and usual battle rules will apply (2D6, one hit one dmg)
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 6:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2016 4:42 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2016 8:59 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2016 7:47 am
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Zindel wasn't really a fan of anything digital. So when Chiara mentioned she was making a virtual reality booth, Zindel opted out. He wasn't up for being pummeled, in real life or otherwise, but it wasn't like that completely barred him from visiting the booth. He hadn't counted in participating, but being behind the booth somehow made it seem like he was part of it. A purpleblood picked him to fight. Zindel's thought process immediately went sour, but he somehow pushed those thoughts away when he heard the word beetles. Offering him raised eyebrows and a devilish smile, Zindel allowed himself to be guided by the purpleblood, chuckling all the way. "Now you're speaking my language," He said, sitting down. Of course he was scared, it was getting beat up, by a purpleblood, but this was virtual reality, right? Right. He'd be alright.
Before putting his hat on, Zindel looked directly at Chiara, using his hand to make his voice louder. "I challenge you to a battle, after this one," Zindel said, grinning afterwards and tugging the electric hat over his head, blood pusher pumping. He knew she wouldn't refuse.
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2016 12:58 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2016 3:22 pm
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Eridia really didn't want to go to the festival this sweep as it brought her certain feelings of nostalgia. Ugh, how annoying and bullshitting it was. No matter, she would make someone else feel like so, eventually. After all, why be the only one suffering?
So Eridia walked around, not really wanting to wrestle a beast this year, nor find the s**t-needle or make mooncakes. Though a certain booth called her attention. Maybe it was the video games or the troll running the booth-- or both!
Chiara ******** Moteku.
The highblood couldn't help but smirk. So she approached the blueblood, not caring if her reaction to her presence was negative. "Woooah! Virtual battles?" She said with every hint of rudeness she could muster. "That is soooo impressive! Fits you really Chiaaaara, though I doubt you could beat anyone. You can't even beat up someone in real life." She fluttered her eyelashes at the blueblood and proceeded to take a seat and a joystick. "Oh well, we can't all be glorious like myself!"
"Hope you don't mind being a labrat darling, I want to test this out. Accept my challenge if you dare!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2016 12:41 am
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Living in Busthind had its perks. It wasn't often that she spent time at this festival; and if she did, it wasn't long, but the time that she did, she enjoyed. She was somehow cherishing her life a bit more than normal, and this festival reminded her of Lorata. She was getting needlessly emotional and thankful. Mooncakes tasted sweeter, pig wrassling was easier, and hell, she even had a bowl of the soup. Sure, she found lowbloods particularly repulsive, but it wasn't like they didn't know how to make good food. Anything fried was delicious.
Wanting to take a break from her emotions, Austri slid into the digital fighting booth, strangely at peace. She waved at the familiar creator of the booth, approaching to fight her, get to know her better. She had shielded her from hard during the Space Race!
This was all before a certain someone bumped into her side.
Austri smiled.
Grabbing him by whatever was around his neck, she felt her throat constrict from anger, hand tightening as she pulled him tighter and her forehead pressed against his. "You're <******** pathetic. You're higher than me and you don't even act like it~" Austri grinned, practically lifting him up before shoving him to the ground. She normally didn't make a scene, but when a troll of his caliber acted the way he did, Austri wanted to scream. He wasn't worth her hate. But he was certainly worth her punches.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2016 1:43 am
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Micillia rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2016 11:02 am
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