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Mr. Wiggles
Canada5894 Posts
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Varpulis
United States2517 Posts
On August 05 2011 04:10 Palmar wrote: Well I guess an enlargement of our operations could be described as an extra power. It just happens we have some openings, and we need to hire some preferably experienced Cultists to fill those positions. Can members of your cult PM one another? | ||
Palmar
Iceland22631 Posts
Unfortunately our communications are still being worked on, I expect the IT guys to get that fixed by Thanksgiving. | ||
Shraft
Sweden701 Posts
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DoctorHelvetica
United States15034 Posts
On August 05 2011 04:55 Shraft wrote: I'd like to sign up to be an observer. If someone could link me to the qt and/or tell me of any IRC channel that you hang out in it'd be much appreciated! I'm gonna make an IRC for observers, I'll put the quicktopic in the topic. | ||
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Mig
United States4714 Posts
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Palmar
Iceland22631 Posts
On August 05 2011 05:08 Mig wrote: Palmar I would like to join your cult. However I cannot work during any months that begin with a consonant due to religious beliefs. Please let me know if this is exceptable. I think those terms are acceptable. Show up tomorrow morning for your first day at the job! Mig is the first member of the Cult of Palmar | ||
Trotske
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Curu
Canada2817 Posts
A dangerous combination... | ||
DoctorHelvetica
United States15034 Posts
You become aware of a faint whirring sound coming from the south doors. It seems to go away and you continue your discussion, which has proved to be pretty useless so far. | ||
Coagulation
United States9633 Posts
On August 04 2011 21:05 Trotske wrote: play to win what else would you say to that? Obv scum imo | ||
redFF
United States3910 Posts
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Varpulis
United States2517 Posts
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Trotske
410 Posts
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DoctorHelvetica
United States15034 Posts
Night Zero : The Beginning of the End ![]() Your discussion is interrupted by a faint sound of whirring. Your vision becomes blurred and it would seem like the rest of the party is experiencing a similar confusion. This is alarming. Your chair starts to shake and you stand up from it quickly. In a sudden crash, all the chairs are thrown from where they were sitting toward the stage. You look back up at the western balcony and you could swear you saw a shadowy figure move. Is it the priest? Or something terrible... Everything appears to be spinning. You are filled with an impending sense of dread and fear. You feel as though your death is inevitable. You can't give up. You struggle to move but fall to your knees, your hands landing in something wet. You look down. On the floor surrounding you is a pentagram made from what you hope is not human blood... ![]() you recall a dream you once had... You lift your head up and see everyone else is in a similar predicament. One man does not appear to be. In fact, you believe you hear him laughing. He looks into your eyes briefly. Never have you felt a fear like this before. You fight to recognize him but your vision is too blurred. The room begins to fill with a thick red mist. You try to stand up and run but you fall again. Much of the room is on fire now and the chandelier falls from the ceiling with a nearly deafening crash. This red mist is the same from before when you closed your eyes. The odor of it is pungent and you can hear the voices of spirits carried inside the thick fog. Monstrous faces and figures move about, obscured by the fog. Horrifying shapes and demons dart about with glee. You open your mouth to scream but you can not make a sound. You see nothing but red smoke and the shadows of awful things from a nightmare. Perhaps you have fallen into one. A large creature with grotesquely long limbs and no face slithers past you. Its head turns to you as though to watch you but there are no eyes. No features. The skin of the creature is grey and silky. It looks at you for a while then walks past, dragging its arms uselessly but horrifyingly on the floor. You are almost certain one of these horrors will kill you. ![]() A shadowy figure walks slowly toward you. You try to crawl away but you are too slow. The creature is cloaked in a long black robe. Perhaps it is death itself. A bony hand extends toward you and you muster the strength to smack it away. Touching the bone shocks you and a sharp pain runs through your body. The creature stops for a minute, perhaps surprised by your audacity, but none the less it continues its slow and steady stalk of you. Your arms pull you across the ground toward the south door which had swung open. As you grow nearer to the doorway you notice that even more terrifying creatures block the way. There is a large shadow, which would be that of a man if it were not for the horns and bat wings. Is it the devil himself? You stop struggling and accept the fate of your death. The cloaked figure stops when it reaches you. It bends down and you see a pair of gleaming eyes beneath the hood. Its head shakes side to side in pity. A cold bony hand grasps the back of your neck and you slip into a deep deep sleep... There is a period now of silence. NO POSTING IS ALLOWED UNTIL DAY 1 POST. Everyone will recieve a special event PM. After each PM is sent out, the next Day will begin. PLEASE READ YOUR EVENT PM BEFORE POSTING IN THE NEXT DAY. I'm sure you are all itching to discuss the intense event that just occured but the Day will begin shortly within the next 30 minutes | ||
DoctorHelvetica
United States15034 Posts
Day 1 : The Stage is Set ![]() The party reassembles at the dining chamber. The room is back to normal, except for the huge pentagram on the floor, made clearly from human blood. You look toward the stage. The sight is terrifying. A cross is erected upside down on the stage, with the curtains torn from the rafters and thrown to the side. Jaedong hangs from the cross. His chest has been slit open from his navel to the top of his throat. His intestines hang out from the cavity, swinging like some grotesque pendulum. The guts are slimy and purple, dripping blood onto the floor around him. His mouth was cut from the sides of the mouth to the ears. It's a glasgow smile. He's never looked happier. His teeth are pulled out and arranged in a smiley face in a pool of blood on the floor. A sick taunt. If the demonic creatures last night were not responsible for this horrific murder than someone here is. After discussing it with the others, it is agreed that there is evil amongst you. You can sense it in your gut. You all return to the previous chamber. One man tries to open the entrance door but it seems to be sealed by some otherworldly force. You make your way upstairs, but the doors on the second level are locked. You all move back downstairs. The bust of Julius Caesar stares intently at you and you decide to check the inscription on the pedestal. ![]() SPEAK IT TO MOVE XVI YDDE Q ______ It appears to be some sort of riddle. What could it mean? A book lies on the floor as well. You pick it up and a card falls out. I hid the item A safe beneath the stage.... the combin......LEVIATHAN You read it to the party. While interesting it doesn't appear to be of immediate relevance and you switch your focus to the inscription on the caesar bust. There is a lot to consider. The presence of a possible traitor, a confusing riddle, a mysterious card, it seems too much to bear. If there is more than one murderer in your midst, things could be quite grim. Regardless, there is nothing to do but move on and try to figure this all out. The Day has begun. If you believe you have solved the puzzle of the bust or the mysterious card you may PM me your answer. Your answer is considered FINAL. It's fine to discuss either puzzle in the thread. Puzzle solutions will NOT lead to scum. You're going to have to rely on your scumhunting instincts. Good luck. If you have questions about how the game works from here on out do not hesitate to ask. | ||
DoctorHelvetica
United States15034 Posts
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syllogism
Finland5948 Posts
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redFF
United States3910 Posts
btw i think we all may have got the same role pm at the start of n0 so your intentions are moot. | ||
Varpulis
United States2517 Posts
The bastards killed Jaedong. Such atrocities shall not be permitted. | ||
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