"Welcome to the Tavern Hunger games contendersssssss! I am your host Kingsley. The Games will begin at 1700 hours. That will be all. Good game, and good luck."
Here's the basic rules (Subject to change ask for clarifications if needed, along with a basic map.)
Your character wakes up in a cell, the last thing they remember are a group of dark cloaked were-ferrets with red eyes suddenly appearing. A struggle. And now you are here, clothed in but a cloth shirt and goatskin pants. No items. No weapons. Just a book which appears to be a copy of your spell book if you're a caster, or two non magical things from the starting equipment of your starting class if you aren't. It's dark, but you are in a circular room and can see everyone else competing in the games from where you are trapped.
"Hello. Squek. It's nice to meet you squek. I don't know if you noticed, Squek. I'm a mouse squek. Anyway, uh, uh, uh, squek. If you have questions that's what I'm here for, squek." A small grey mouse is sitting on a table in the center in front of three buttons
Vio groans, rubbing his head. Without his typical clothing, his full limbs are on display. He has two cybernetic legs and his left arm has also been replaced with metal. He seems a bit self conscious about it. “Why so violent? I signed up for this.. I would have gone willingly.”
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Vio groans, rubbing his head. Without his typical clothing, his full limbs are on display. He has two cybernetic legs and his left arm has also been replaced with metal. He seems a bit self conscious about it. “Why so violent? I signed up for this.. I would have gone willingly.”
Beth rubs her eyes, standing up to the best of her ability. "Is this the game thing? Why are we starting here, and why were we kidnapped? I think that's the..." She counts on her fingers, mumbling. "Fourth time the past four weeks. I've been kidnapped four times. Ridiculous." She glares at Aris, and at the cameras, if there are any. Normally, she wears generally loose, oversized clothing that covers most of her body. But assuming the clothes they all have been put into are not oversized or long sleeved... light scars criss-cross and dot her arms and dark greyish-brown splotches tint various parts of her skin. That's new, for everyone here.
Aris looks down at their very plain clothes, picking at the hem of the shirt. "Aw, man... I thought I'd be able to take my clothes in with me! They didn't even let me keep my binder." They touch their horns, to find a missing soace where their gold horn caps would normally be. "And my caps! Rude." They take a look at the rest of the people participating, averting the eyes of both Vio and Beth. "It's dusty in here too.. couldn't you find a nicer cell? One less... musty and dark?"
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Darold the Mud Dauber says: _ _ it's still spooky season | )/ ) \\ |//,' it's always spooky season (")(_)---"()=--(\\ \)
Emara cracks her neck. "I don't really know any of you, but I think the niceties of the cell aren't exactly important. We're about to kill each other, after all."
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Emara sizes up the various dynamics in the room, trying to work out who is the least likely to get hunted down by somebody else with a grudge. She's not exactly coming up with many results
Emara cracks her neck. "I don't really know any of you, but I think the niceties of the cell aren't exactly important. We're about to kill each other, after all."
“Oh lovely.” He sighs. “I didn’t know actual killing was involved. We can’t just incapacitate people?”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"To the death? Wow... I didn't know that's actually what we were doing, I thought it was fake!" Beth blanches, and starts looking around the walls for any kind of exit, banging on the walls and the floor to find secret exits, etc. "Hey!!! I want out!!! I don't think I wanna do this anymore!!"
Aris looks like they have something to say but can't say it. It also looks like they're unsure if the proper response would be to panic or to laugh.
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Darold the Mud Dauber says: _ _ it's still spooky season | )/ ) \\ |//,' it's always spooky season (")(_)---"()=--(\\ \)
Beth rubs her eyes, standing up to the best of her ability. "Is this the game thing? Why are we starting here, and why were we kidnapped? I think that's the..." She counts on her fingers, mumbling. "Fourth time the past four weeks. I've been kidnapped four times. Ridiculous." She glares at Aris, and at the cameras, if there are any. Normally, she wears generally loose, oversized clothing that covers most of her body. But assuming the clothes they all have been put into are not oversized or long sleeved... light scars criss-cross and dot her arms and dark greyish-brown splotches tint various parts of her skin. That's new, for everyone here.
"It's easier to start you as a group in the middle."
Aris looks down at their very plain clothes, picking at the hem of the shirt. "Aw, man... I thought I'd be able to take my clothes in with me! They didn't even let me keep my binder." They touch their horns, to find a missing soace where their gold horn caps would normally be. "And my caps! Rude." They take a look at the rest of the people participating, averting the eyes of both Vio and Beth. "It's dusty in here too.. couldn't you find a nicer cell? One less... musty and dark?"
"It's the vibe we're going for. Squek. Clothing changes can be made by giving a formal complaint. Squek."
Emara cracks her neck. "I don't really know any of you, but I think the niceties of the cell aren't exactly important. We're about to kill each other, after all."
“Oh lovely.” He sighs. “I didn’t know actual killing was involved. We can’t just incapacitate people?”
"To the death. Squek. However you want to go about that is up to you. Squek."
"Welcome to the Tavern Hunger games contendersssssss! I am your host Kingsley. The Games will begin at 1700 hours. That will be all. Good game, and good luck."
Here's the basic rules (Subject to change ask for clarifications if needed, along with a basic map.)
Rule Set and Map
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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Your character wakes up in a cell, the last thing they remember are a group of dark cloaked were-ferrets with red eyes suddenly appearing. A struggle. And now you are here, clothed in but a cloth shirt and goatskin pants. No items. No weapons. Just a book which appears to be a copy of your spell book if you're a caster, or two non magical things from the starting equipment of your starting class if you aren't. It's dark, but you are in a circular room and can see everyone else competing in the games from where you are trapped.
"Hello. Squek. It's nice to meet you squek. I don't know if you noticed, Squek. I'm a mouse squek. Anyway, uh, uh, uh, squek. If you have questions that's what I'm here for, squek." A small grey mouse is sitting on a table in the center in front of three buttons
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Emara stands up, brushing herself off. "I'm assuming this is the hunger games? What do we have to do to win?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
Vio groans, rubbing his head. Without his typical clothing, his full limbs are on display. He has two cybernetic legs and his left arm has also been replaced with metal. He seems a bit self conscious about it. “Why so violent? I signed up for this.. I would have gone willingly.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Simple. Squek. Be the last one standing."
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"We... Have our own ways of doing things. Squek."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"By standing.... You mean the last one able to continue the fight?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
"No. I mean Alive. Squek."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Ah." Emara looks round at the others. "Well, I'll make it quick."
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Good Lad. You guys keep doing you, gotta wait for the rest to wake up. Squek."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Beth rubs her eyes, standing up to the best of her ability. "Is this the game thing? Why are we starting here, and why were we kidnapped? I think that's the..." She counts on her fingers, mumbling. "Fourth time the past four weeks. I've been kidnapped four times. Ridiculous." She glares at Aris, and at the cameras, if there are any. Normally, she wears generally loose, oversized clothing that covers most of her body. But assuming the clothes they all have been put into are not oversized or long sleeved... light scars criss-cross and dot her arms and dark greyish-brown splotches tint various parts of her skin. That's new, for everyone here.
Aris looks down at their very plain clothes, picking at the hem of the shirt. "Aw, man... I thought I'd be able to take my clothes in with me! They didn't even let me keep my binder." They touch their horns, to find a missing soace where their gold horn caps would normally be. "And my caps! Rude." They take a look at the rest of the people participating, averting the eyes of both Vio and Beth. "It's dusty in here too.. couldn't you find a nicer cell? One less... musty and dark?"
Emara cracks her neck. "I don't really know any of you, but I think the niceties of the cell aren't exactly important. We're about to kill each other, after all."
Chilling kinda vibe.
Vio stiffens at the sound of Aris’s voice.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Emara sizes up the various dynamics in the room, trying to work out who is the least likely to get hunted down by somebody else with a grudge. She's not exactly coming up with many results
Chilling kinda vibe.
“Oh lovely.” He sighs. “I didn’t know actual killing was involved. We can’t just incapacitate people?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"I asked the mouse, they were pretty clear it was to the death," shrugs Emara
Chilling kinda vibe.
"To the death? Wow... I didn't know that's actually what we were doing, I thought it was fake!" Beth blanches, and starts looking around the walls for any kind of exit, banging on the walls and the floor to find secret exits, etc. "Hey!!! I want out!!! I don't think I wanna do this anymore!!"
Aris looks like they have something to say but can't say it. It also looks like they're unsure if the proper response would be to panic or to laugh.
"It's easier to start you as a group in the middle."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"It's the vibe we're going for. Squek. Clothing changes can be made by giving a formal complaint. Squek."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"To the death. Squek. However you want to go about that is up to you. Squek."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?