When the clock ticked its last, Q passed around a ballot box and tabulated the results.
AugenVonSauron has been elected to be the Champion, Q announced.
Red sat with an amused look on her face, and replied with a curt nod.
The game will be fought in a best of seven round tournament. They trust in your abilities, Red, let’s see if their trust is well placed.
In an instant, an arena was created around Red and the caged beast, and in an instant the bars fell away. Red and the Beast circled, one attacked, the other parried and they danced long into the night. Seven rounds later and Red had triumphed, 4 rounds to 3*.
The arena fell away and Q gave an emphatic clap, thanking her profusely for the entertainment.
You may claim your reward any time today, Red.
As for your Day 5 task, today was so exciting, I’ll give you a reprieve, vote as you will under normal voting conditions, no beasts, no surprises.
stigmata coughed and wheezed, he hadn’t been feeling well all day. He thought it was the weather, but then the blisters started forming, he had no idea why. He huddled under his blankets shivering and coughing until finally he began coughing up brown tinted blood. Staring at the ceiling he began to wonder if death would be a relief from the pain. As he soon found out, it was indeed.
As Mister E. Meat was walking back to the Romulan Camp, he was joined by another. They had spoken off and on throughout Q’s ridiculous game, but by and large, the two had never really met. Both agreed that the charades were insane and Q truly was certifiable. Mister E. Meat began to comment about how the insane were dealt with on Romulus when he felt the blade pierce the base of the skull. He didn’t even see it coming. How did he not? Romulans were trained better than this! Nevertheless, the assailant quickly faded into the shadows.
twdog sat alone contemplating his fate. As the days dragged on he felt increasingly insecure. He was alone on this planet and while he was working for the Greater Good he knew that no one else would understand it. Being apart from the Collective as long as he had been was dulling his senses and his reactions. He did not like this feeling, not one bit. Nevertheless, he closed his eyes and contemplated the Omega Molecule, 600,000 drones had been sacrificed in the pursuit of this perfection, the perfection that he sought and the perfection that these lesser races could only dream of.
Alas, meditation can be calming, but in twdog’s case, it was also deadly. 4 figures left twdog’s hovel as quietly as they’d arrived.
Blindsniper83 arrived at the morning meal to a much smaller crowd, as he was brought up to speed on the day’s and night’s events, he was shocked at the outcome. He paid special attention to where Red was, knowing that this woman held incalculable power.
Clearasday on the other hand missed morning meal, apparently with the same symptons as the others.
Blindsniper83 has returned to play.
Clearasday has temporarily been removed from play.
Stigmata's Role PM wrote:You're Silarin Prin. During the occupation you were on Bajor but served Gul Pirak’s household. You never so much as picked up a phaser rifle. The events of that night fateful night however changed you and set you on a quest for revenge.
- You technical expertise allows you to precisely kill from afar, however, you know that only soldiers deserve to die, if you target a non-military player, this will fail. (One time use.)
- You may also recharge any other player’s one-time use power, this takes 48 hours to reset.
- Finally, there is a Bajoran here, a member of the Shakaar, kill that player and gain a power up.
[You do not have a weapon.]
Mister E. Meat's Role PM wrote:You’re a Senator and while you may go on to disband the Senate, everyone has to start somewhere. You have a Thalaron Generator that you may use to kill another player. The tricky thing about Thalaron Radiation is that it can be very difficult to target and so you may randomly affect another player. This is a night time only ability.
[You have a weapon]
Twdog's Role PM wrote:So, I’m not going to say that you’re some sexy Jeri Ryan-esque Borg, because as far as this game is concerned, the Delta quadrant doesn't exist, and the Borg are still badass. But I will say that they don’t realize that you’re a Borg… Thank Q for that. You know that the Collective is the true end for them all, why can’t their simple minds see that?
Every other night you may assimilate a target. The assimilation is a two step process, that works, roughly as follows,
Day X – You PM the GM your target
Night X – The target is infected with your nanoprobes (phrasing)
Day Y – The target undergoes the assimilation process and his votes and power usage will not count (Player will be removed from play)
Night Y – The target joins your faction
While their technological distinctiveness may be added to the collective, it isn’t added to you, so while the target may retain a portion of their assimilated power, do not expect them to retain all of it.
One other thing, you can only convert those that have voted for you in the day thread.
[You have a weapon]