I was the last one they killed because I went afk for almost all weekend. I was never converted in fact I never really talked with anyone because I didn't really get how the game went so I died last because I was an almost forgotten player.
I just checked at it I was the last innocent to die. However, it was ryguy's death that ended the game not mine.
I didn't talk with anyone outside that game either... until I was converted to a Cyborg.. haha.. anywhoo this is not that game.
So, anyone with a definate idea on how this game is working?
Or should we just mass role/alignment trade?
The Leader Board Updates for probably the last time:
firestorm (3): Metalwarrior, WIS, Katya
Metalwarrior (1): Firestorm
Yawn. I want to see what mess was setted up this time
Patience is a virute you don't seem to possess Metalwarrior!!
Don't make her bring out the little bowl or... someting much more fearsome!
To that add a little bit of eye pain and lack of rest.
Besides, no talking is somewhat desperating
ewww eye pain? That sucks. I had sleep deprivation yesterday.. haha.
Desperating?
Quite, I'm starting to sleep "early" again
The sky bursts open and Madame Le Rouge drops though the ceiling. She takes a long look at the paltry group left and begins to cackle.
Finally… at last
She smiles wickedly at the remaining 4 team members…
IRIS …
The shout bounces off the walls and Iris steps out of the shadows, her shoulders are still all downcast…
Come now… I’m not that mad, even though you promised you would be done by now...
Madame Le Rouge weaves between the four standing in front of her looking at each carefully as if inspecting them.
Madame Le Iris I think you did an excellent job with your experiment!
Iris beams and steps up next to her sister
Thank you… that is the greatest thing I could hear from you
Aww my little rainbow, my beloved little sister, you have done well… it was well past time though.
Fool… Iris calls… the drunken fool comes lurching into the group, his sweaty forehead looks sickly, his pallor is a disgustingly shade of white… he looks almost dead. He bows to Iris and then moves over to the foursome.
Madame Le Rouge stares at the foursome and then singles out firestorm. She grins, the drunken fool shoots the bazooka at firestorm and he tries to duck taking the webbing in the face rather than body… but the effect is the same he is down and wrapped up… The drunken fool labors difficultly trying to drag the body to the wall… but gives up. Suddenly the wall starts up and boxes knock out WIS.
Iris laughs a little and once more, the drunken fool tries to drag the bodies to the wall but he has become too weak…
Loon… Looney… Madame Le Rouge calls in an almost friendly voice. From the shadows steps another drunken fool… they look identical… he steps up to help drag the burdens to the wall… and they both stuff the bodies into the green column.
The remaining two team members look at each other… gasping.
Well… a lovely pair… and now since I won… I will pick Katya… My lovely little evil green. You can have Metalwarrior…
Iris laughs wickedly… and then begins to weave her hands through the air… drawing the drunken fool and loon toward her… both are smiling wide.
Finally… at last… death…
They both begin to beg “Pick me… Pick me” Iris glances at her sister and then strikes out with a dagger at the Drunken Fool. He curls over in pain. Suddenly the Drunken Loon begins to scream falling to the floor he clutches his own gut…
Goodbye pets… Iris whispers as they both die. She looks to the pair left and laughs… she knows that quickly they will both become either insane after parting… or dumbfounded… most likely her sister's pet will become insane as the world she lived in was chaotic and bent the mind.
I did not interfere in the experiment sister and you won… You knew that evil will always prevail so you may have the mindless slaves trapped in my wall of color for your amusement…
Iris disappears into the darkness… Metalwarrior starts to shimmer and disappear as well, he gives out a blood curdling scream and reaches for Katya the pain coursing through his body is almost unbearable… then Katya stands before Madame Le Rouge, her body shaking with the same Pain… Madame Le Rouge leans over and whispers
You will get used to it…
She walks toward the wall and the wall begins to spit out neatly wrapped people packages
You could always turn to the drinks, they seem to dull or numb the pain… or mind
She laughs wickedly and then they return to her realm.
Evil Team Green is the Winner… The rest of you are LOSERS!