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 Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 11:21 pm
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 11:24 pm
  The flyers that both club members received had announced that they were to meet early on Webday morning at the docks. When they arrive, it would be clear that some major landscaping had occurred - a giant, shallow trench was carved out of the rock hills above the sandy shore, with several mobile looking walls hastily propped up in the sand. It was a maze, big enough to get lost in - and the entire area was difficult to see due to the dense fog covering the area. Great. Just what everyone needed. More fog. A base for each club has been set up on opposite sides of the field. Riley and Christof await to brief their team on one side, while Barth and Yaya seem to be lounging somewhere on the other. Quite an arsenal of paintball equipment lies in wait inside of each sides tent. ---- See Riley's post for rules. See Christof's post for gear.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 11:24 pm
RILEY'S POST ON HOW TO PLAY TiH CLUB PAINTBALL
There are six members per team!
Once everyone has signed up, you'll be asked to roll 1d10. That's your movement for the entire game. If it's 4, you can move 4 tiles in any direction every turn. If it's 1, you can only move one!
You can only see YOUR TEAMS BOARD. The entire map is covered in thick fog, but your student has a map to your side, so you know where to go!
If you plan on moving together with another team member, please let us know beforehand. Both of you get shots in any scenario, but only one of you gets a movement roll. (max of two to a team-up, please choose a 'leader' beforehand)
HOW TO PLAY:
When it's your turn, PM with what direction you want to go. The map will refresh with your new position! If nothing happens, you do not need to make a roleplay post (but you can if you want!)
If you land on someone, you have a SHOOT-OUT! You each roll a d20 - 15 or above means you hit! If neither hit, roll again! If both hit, you're both out! SHOOT-OUTS MUST BE ROLEPLAYED. Even if it's just a line or two! Nothing long-winded, so the game doesn't drag.
If you get within one tile of another player, you also have a shoot-out! The game will notify you if this happens in an area you can't see.
If you unknowingly PASS OVER an enemy, while in their territory, they get a free shot on you! They roll a d4. If they get a 2, 3, or 4, they hit and you are out! If they roll 1, they miss, and it becomes a shootout between you two!
HOW TO WIN:
KILL OFF THE ENTIRE ENEMY TEAM
or:
FIND THE ENEMY FLAG AND BRING IT BACK TO YOUR FLAG BASE!
SPECIAL TOKENS
Each team has one special token - Riley or Barth! These tokens are NPCs, they do not have their own movement roll, as they are attached to one lucky player. Each token has it's own individual strengths and weaknesses based on the character. Riley is an offensive buff, and Barth is a defensive buff. Tokens can be passed from player to player - or even dropped! (YOU JERK WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT)
Riley Token: Chance to hit (and be hit) is increased! You and your opponent need only roll a 10 or higher to hit.
ENEMY MAY CHOOSE TO ELIMINATE RILEY TOKEN FROM GAME BY SHOOTING HER INSTEAD OF THEIR OPPONENT.
Barth Token: Your movement speed is slowed by half. In any scenario, an enemy's first shot is an AUTO-MISS. (It's that +1 Charm, man.)
ENEMY MAY CHOOSE TO ELIMINATE BARTH TOKEN FROM GAME BY SHOOTING HIM INSTEAD OF THEIR OPPONENT
IF THE RILEY OR BARTH TOKEN IS DROPPED, Riley or Barth get one attempt shot for revenge before going into hiding - the token remains in that spot until a team member comes to pick it up. It does not shoot if an opponent passes or lands on it.
IMPORTANT GROUND RULES
THESE RULES WILL BE STRICTLY ENFORCED.
NO FLYING
NO SHAPESHIFTING
NO DIGGING
NO SHADOWWALKING
NO PHASING
NO SPITTING
NO DIVING
NO CRYING
NO BUSTING THROUGH THE WALLS LIKE A JUGGERNAUT
 Sign-Ups are currently: CLOSEDSign-up with your character by posting the following in thread when sign ups are open: [size=24][b][color=red] ______ is signing up to play Game __ for Fitness[/color][/b][/size] [size=24][b][color=blue] ______ is signing up to play Game __ for N.A.P.[/color][/b][/size] Game 1:N.A.P. WINNER! 1. Christof 2. Yaya 3. Sharra 4. Calder Fitness1. Jericho 2. Shehk 3. Demi 4. Aksaja Game 2:N.A.P.1. Charlie 2. Mei 3. Ren 4. Mandy Fitness WINNER!1. Shehk 2. Bul 3. Jericho 4. Demi Game 3: TIED! N.A.P. 1. Tybalt 2. Mei 3. Calder 4. Barth Fitness1. Seiji 2. Siddie 3. Astra 4. Sammy Game 4N.A.P. WINNER!1. Mandy and Tybalt/Mei 2. Jove and Ren 3. Barth and Colette Fitness1. Junko and Shehk 2. Riley and Altair 3. Nukpana and Unstabul Game 5 (Practice Round)Team 1 1. Christof 2. Junko 3. Damien 4. Seiji Team 2 WINNER!1. Jericho 2. West 3. Nuk 4. Shehk Game 6N.A.P. WINNER!1. Holly 2. Colette 3. Calder 4. Mei Fitness1.Aksaja 2. Bul 3. Siddie 4. Nuk ------------------------------------ SCOREN.A.P. 3Fitness 1
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 11:26 pm
For the literate impaired, here are some visual interpretations of fighting in paintball:PASSING AN OPPONENT:  Calder is safe on his side of the board. It's his turn to move, so off he goes! ------  Boy, it sure is foggy in here, I wish I could see wh- ?! ------  HELP HELP I'VE BEEN SHOT! Who shot me?! ------  OH THAT DIRTY WEST WITH HIS RILEY TOKEN ATTACHED.  -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- SHOOT-OUTS:  Calder landed on Shehk! BALLS FLYING EVERYWHERE ------  Calder landed within one empty space of Sammy! AGGRO'D ------  Calder landed within one empty space of Siddie! AGGRO'D
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 11:27 pm
Barth If you need anything, please don't hesitate to...talk to Riley. Or Christof. Or anyone but me.
You can get your err, equipment over there.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 11:28 pm
The Equipment Cart Christof sits waiting with his cart of supplies... there are two carts this time, though- one for Fitness, and one for N.A.P. club. It would seem while Riley went ahead and rented the best armor available.... Barth forgot. It's okay, though, Christof recycled those pillows and yoga mats. Luckily, this time everyone gets a gun.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2011 11:33 pm
QUESTIONS? PM NIO LOVE WITH ALL OF THEM! DO NOT POST OOC COMMENTS IN THIS IC THREAD! THANK YOU!
THIS THREAD IS NOW OPEN FOR RP.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 2:41 pm
Helmets. The most constricting of safety gear.
Riley had been putting her helmet on and taking it off repeatedly for two full minutes now. Each time she tried, her tentacles shifted subtly in an effort to get more comfortable. It never worked.
Finally, she gave up and slammed the helmet down on her head roughly, shaking her head and resolving to ignore the discomfort. She focused on loading her gun now - the Fitness cart was filled with only red paint pellets this time around, which she poured into the large holding container. She hadn't seen N.A.P.'s new supplies, but she assumed Barth had gone ahead and ordered the gear like she'd suggested. Otherwise, they were in for a lot of hurt, and it wouldn't be her fault.
It was lucky Malodore would be around after the games were over to tend to any injuries - she had a feeling N.A.P. was going to need its help more than ever.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 2:51 pm
Grumbling faintly, the N.A.P. Co-captain limped to the designated meeting point, dark arms crossed over her chest. Her crutches had been replaced by a sturdy walking cast, but even with her mobility increased she wasn't happy. Barth had had one job, one, and he couldn't even pull that off. That was the last time she left something important up to the sloth demon, he was entirely too unreliable. They had no armor. No helmets, no chest guards, no nothing.
Oh they had pillows, and yoga mats. The hunchback having fashioned some decently handy makeshift armor, but it wasn't the same. And worst still, they were going to look undeniably silly. They would never hear the end of it from Fitness, Never!
Huffing, the djinn wandered right up to where Riley was messing with her helmet before cramming the offending bit of armor back on her head. "Problem?"
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 2:57 pm
Riley wasn't the only one that needed to tinker with the helmet. Jericho's horns often got in the way of headgear and it didn't help that everyone's horns were likely different so he pretty much needed to customize his own stuff in order to have it sit on his head like it should.
But at least he had a proper helmet.
He also had his own cup. Yes. There was no way he was going to wear the bright red used cups of the fitness club.
Once he finally was able to get everything on correctly, he did some stretches and warm ups to get used to moving around in the armor. He had been practicing when he had the chance, but it always felt a little odd to be wearing all the equipment whenever it was first put on. Glancing on over as one of the NAP members appeared, he took note of the cast on her leg. It didn't seem like she would be competing at all with that.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 3:04 pm
Riley was surprised to see Yaya visiting their side of the map - was she spying?! No, of course not, it was just a friendly greeting. Riley smothered her instinct to be overly suspicious and shook her head. No, I'll get over it. Helmets aren't very comfortable, but that won't stop me from wearing it.
Her eyes flickered down to the cast, and her brow furrowed in worry. Are you going to be playing today? I don't want to see you hurt any more than you already are. How is that leg feeling, anyway?
Movement caught her attention, and she turned her head slightly to see Jericho stretching by the supplies cart, fully armored. Her eyes lidded slightly, and she sent him an affectionate nudge. He was a great example of what to do once suited up - she swelled with pride at seeing him.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 3:06 pm
"GGGRhhh" Bul grumbled as he fumbled around with the gear provided. IT LOOKED PLENTY COOL but getting it on was hard. "Maybe some of this is... too much?" Bul uttered while he pulled the chest plate on and secured his jewels with one of the red cups provided. (They still matched!)
Today was the day that hell would rain fire on the N.A.P club. They had hardly anything protecting them so even if they lost they were in for a bruising. Bul couldn't help but sneer at this. He was blissfully unaware of course of Mei being a part of the N.A.P. club though. Even the idea that people could be in either club was foreign to him.
"Alrighty alright alright..." he chanted to himself before waiting to nab a gun. He watched as Yaya limped her way in and raised a brow. "Water girl, what happened there?"
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 3:13 pm
Honestly, spying wouldn't even have crossed Yaya's mind. She just wasn't that underhanded. Though there was a distinct temptation to snag a few of the Fitness Club's helmets.. She snorted softly, then turned a smile to Riley. "Well you're lucky." She didn't expanding on the reason, but Riley was a smart ghoul, and could probably figure it out.
She glanced down to her leg as it was mentioned, turning her foot and the cast left to right gingerly. "It's getting better, ever so slowly. And I'm sure if I'll play yet." She wanted to, it would be fun, but she was at a definite disadvantage. "Besides, I'm already sort of used to getting hit with the paintballs. Christof crashed out meeting and pelted everyone in the room, including myself. Those welts linger." It'd hurt, but not nearly as bad as a broken ankle.
She too glanced over to Jericho and offered a small wave in greeting, then turned to Unstabul as he questioned her about the injury. "Broke when we got thrown off our boat." The half beast earned himself a smile. She rather liked him, he was interesting. "Seiji not here yet, then?" Surely they'd have been together already if he was.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 3:16 pm
Paintball? Shehk had to admit she was excited about getting to play paintball, despite how bad she'd been at actually shooting anything (sans Altair's a**) at the practice. Then again, she'd kidnapped practicing-partners to try and improve her aim since then.
Though said aim hadn't improved.
None the less, she had made a point to get to the field and prepare herself to play, tail wagging wildly. Was she going to try and get into every game?
Hells to the yeah. Then again, she'd likely be told she couldn't play in every game.
None the less, the Pricolici was excited.
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