Vilageidiotx

RIP Florence "Mrs. Brady" Henderson

Fidel Castro was interesting because, when I looked up how old he was, I found he was younger than I thought.

Only ninety? I thought that guy was just about to touch one hundred.

You are going back to school/college and discover the above avatar Is your teacher. What do you do?

I would know the acid is kicking in.

Hunger Games: Happy Holidays Edition

And we're back! Sorry for the delay. Let's get back into the action.



As night decends, Papa Smurf with his double-fisted egg-nog, and Ash with his bloody tree, settle in for a long winter's nap.

The Elvenqueen hasn't had a good time. Despite naming Clirkus the reason for the season, she has spent her time being sad about her lack of Travolta, and having her Chestnuts stolen from her. Now she struggles to sleep, and sings "Here comes Clirkus, here comes Clirkus, right down Clirkus lane" to keep her mind off of her troubles.

Cynder invites Witch Cat to warm up near the very same fire she cooked Turbo Man on.

Bing Crosby, that Nazi-killin' sonuvabitch, is tricked by a waifu into licking a frozen pole. Just goes to show you that even a man's man can't resist the subtle wiles of a waifu on the prowl.

The Equestrian Guard argues politics with an Emoticone. Rudolph gives Ernie some pudding, which is pretty nice. Clint watched from the corner as Travolta macks on Ursula, a 'ship that would no doubt break the love-struck Elvenqueen's heart. Very little else happens, though I hurt myself and wrap my injury in colorful paper, and Saturn sleeps in a manger for some reason.



Charlie Brown, Broby, Chunk, and Sloth attempt to steal the Wicked Witch's turkey, but she fends them off. Chunk and Sloth are finally being aggressive. The interesting thing about this I think is Broby. So far Broby has made a pie crust with Putin, received a fruit cake, and joined in on the raid that took The Elvenqueen's chestnuts from her. Now he is trying to take turkey. Either Broby has a ravenous appetite, or he's planning a meal.

For the second time in these games, the voices of angels have split the sky and proclaimed Glory to Dexter Morgan. I guess it's the praying angel thing he got going in his pic there, because they are rooting for him like he is one of them. Burma wants John McClane, but can't have him because John McClane wants Witch Cat. Baby Jesus sings happy birthday songs to himself as he nods off to sleep. Frosty watches his flesh fall from the sky and collect on his body, beefing him up. Woody Guthrie is distraught by the commercialization of the holidays. Bowser gift-wraps an injury.

Clirkus, being the reason for the season, wraps himself up in a snuggie and goes out with Bert, the Grinch, and an Elf to sing about his aforementioned status. "Here comes Clirkus, here comes Clirkus, right down Clirkus lane." Santa is just sort of happy about the snow, and so is Putin, assuming snow is the white he means.



Clirkus attacks a Waifu, and Charlie Brown white knight's his way in. Thus dies the reason for the season. Dexter Morgan, tired of having angels announce his glory, goes to visit the folks. Bing Crosby, the Nazi killing badass, gives a gift to Clint, who thusfar has mostly just peeped on some kissing and received gifts. The Snuggie annoys Cynder, which seems dangerous on the Snuggie's part.

Broby and I are ambushed by Doctor Light, who smothers us in wrapping paper. We will never know what Broby was baking.

Little happens after this. Frosty and Bert go about banal everyday lives, while John McClane smothers a bleeding wound in pumpkin pie filling. Rudolph the red nosed reindeer pisses.



Bowser, having wrapped a wound in gift paper, is pretty pleased with himself, while Witch Cat drags Putin and Ernie out for some festive decorating. Earl Browder, one of America's most prominent Communists, debates Saturn, a conservative who is so against abortion that he believes in swallowing children whole just to keep them inside the body where they belong, have a fierce debate where Browder not only wins, but changes Saturn's mind. Ash apparently is, just like his Christmas tree, red.

Ursula searches for Clirkus, but Clirkus is dead. The Equestrian Royal Guard bowsers himself. The Elvenqueen and Burma, to try and cheer themselves up, go with Santa to deck some halls. Woody Guthrie scares Travolta, who flies away. Papa Smurf receives a pony. Now, like Sancho Panza on colloidal silver, Papa Smurf rides along on a tiny horse with a bottle of egg nog in each hand.

Baby Jesus, The Grinch, and An Elf go west to visit the Baby Jesus. The Wicked Witch gets in a snowball fight, which is one sided: snow can kill the witch, but it will only grow the cone. Chunk and Sloth are having a happy time which, really, I think we already knew.



Representation for the RPG is growing sparse now. Clirkus Lane has now become Clirkus Memorial Lane.

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

I added some research links in the third post of the OOC. This is mostly just a few things I wanted to keep track of without having them bookmarked, but I figure they could be useful for others. If anybody has anything to add, just say.

Hunger Games: Happy Holidays Edition

The sun rises on another day of advent as people take candies from blood-soaked calendars. Aaron, Turboman, and the Furby have perished in the night, the later at the hands of the twice-murdering Ash, who is running maniac through the arena just a'killin like the rules of the game prescribe.



And right there at the beginning, An Elf kills the gnome child in a robbery gone wrong, stealing his stocking stuffers and giving them to the Emoticone. Santa's workshop, it seems, requires Grand Theft Gift to operate. The Grinch understood all along.

Peace on earth, goodwill to Bert. Last person to have goodwill bestowed on them by the games was Cynder, who promptly harnessed that good will for the purpose of murder.

Dr. Light might be a Fairy Tale, or he might be real and made of snow. This is interesting because earlier Dr Light responded to rumors that Rudolph of red-nose fame is a fairytale by also claiming that character to be, in fact, real and made of snow. We're getting into some deep and complicated Westworld type shit here that is making my head hurt so we are moving on now...

The Grinch, having the true spirit of Christmas (theft) as presented by the elf, uses this power to destroy a child. A prodigious child this is true, but a child all the same, who is dead, by the spirit of Christmas.

Bing Crosby, being of the Greatest Generation, puts up with none of this Alt-Right shit, and he kills the fuck out of the Nazi that killed Aaron. This is interesting because he does so using fruit cake, and he was seen earlier sharpening a fruitcake. So he didn't blunt-trauma that Nazi, no no no, he turned him into a candied pin cushion.

Travolta receives a high school band. Jesus, knowing that Chanukah Zombie is a sneaky Jew disguised as Santa, slaughters him with snow. John McClane attempts to fight communism, but is too weak and has to flee. Ursula also gains a band. Meanwhile, Dexter takes up the Zombie's call and dresses as a fake santa, thus returning us to the magical "Fake/Real" Santa ratio of 2/1.



Clirkus, AKA the Reason for the Season, chases Cynder, AKA The Goodwill Baker, across a lake. Bowser kills Krampus, incidentally one of the fake Santas, and puts his head on a tree as an offering to either Baby Jesus or the real Santa. This brings us to a Santa ration of 1/1. The Wicked Witch begs for a being made of frozen water to kill her, but Frosty is horrified by the notion of using his body in such a way. A Waifu hunts for nuts, and Saturn for a drink. Mr Potato Head freezes to death, or at least becomes a Mr Ore-Ida Head. Burma helps me make a pie crust, which is good because, in real life, I made a pie crust a few weeks back for the first time in my life and everyone told me it tasted sort of like bacon, so I need the help.

The Witch Cat hears Putin wrapped in a blanket talking to it about the traffic. Charlie Brown receives lactating young women. Santa leads a raiding party of Ernie, Broby, and Woody Guthrie to relieve the Elvenqueen of her chestnuts, leaving her nutless. Clint receives drummers while Rudolph receives some girls. Chunk and Sloth, still oblivious, having failed to steal a Pumpkin Spice Latte from a fake girl and then retreated from the snow, happily roast chestnuts unaware of the carnage beyond. Ash finds a perfect Christmas Tree, and considering his predilection for blood, I expect a perfect Christmas Tree for him is probably the one with Krampus's severed head hanging in it.

Papa Smurf finds Egg-nog. In two days that is literally all he has done; find egg nog, then find more egg nog.



There they go, the second wave of honored dead. Remember those names, because they are all losers.

Hunger Games: Happy Holidays Edition

Fucking Nazis.

@Dinh AaronMk

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.