Mighty HDC Battle Royale II

[neverending]

No appologies, you're too smart. A good planner, and a good friend, but way too smart.

Well, you got no room to be calling people out on teamwork and secrets then.

Just sayin.

[neverending]

Sigh....

I donated to you on several occasions. The week you got killed, I was told that I was one of the targets so I held on to my HPs that week (and wasn't actually targeted.) *Shrug*

Keep in mind that you never donated a single HP to anyone on your teams either. Sure you were often the target, but now you blame me for not donating when I was execting that I was a target? So when you think you're the target you don't have to donate, but when someone else thinks they are the target, they should still donate to you? Doesn't seem right.

Plus, if you hadn't been killed then we wouldn't have been treated to Marley's most awesome poem yet. ;)


Sure- when I person has 4 HP and the other has 25 I would certainly expect the heavy holder to donate a few to "whoever needs them the most."

[bwind22]

Sure- when I person has 4 HP and the other has 25 I would certainly expect the heavy holder to donate a few to "whoever needs them the most."

You had 11 HPs to start with and I had 25.

You were blasted to bits by like 11 rockets dude. Any HPS donated to you would have ended up wasted because you would have gotten killed anyway and anyone that sent HPs your way would just be out those HPs.

Anyway, it is what it is. I had your back when I felt I was safe in doing so. When I thought I might be the target, I held my HPs. *shrug*

[roshiq]

Please stop this for a while. We can argue later on...just try to emphasis on the 'hunting plan' now!

Btw, V...Is there any option to kidnap any opponent team member and demand HPs for ransom?:D

[_____V_____]

That is actually a very cool idea. Let me think on it.

[roshiq]

That is actually a very cool idea. Let me think on it.

Oy yeah! Thanks a lot for your kind consideration!;)

[Posher778]

I think it's a fun idea, but it might be adding a bit much to an already elaborate game.

[scouse mac]

Carnage Knights :

Despare - 50 points
Freak - 50 points
milktoaste - 00 points (***NO ENTRY SUBMITTED***)
X¤Murderdoll¤X - 50 points
Nightmare of Death - 50 points
Papillon Noir - 50 points
Paul the Monk - 50 points
Scouse Mac - 50 points





Thats it, I give up!

Whats the fucking point going to all that effort and people cant be arsed forwarding a simple PM?

All I want to do is kill and maim, not to be maimed and killed :(



So go on Slayers, take your best shot ...........if you've got the minerals.

[X¤MurderDoll¤X]

Thats it, I give up!

Whats the fucking point going to all that effort and people cant be arsed forwarding a simple PM?

All I want to do is kill and maim, not to be maimed and killed :(



So go on Slayers, take your best shot ...........if you've got the minerals.

he hasn't logged on in 5 days, group vote should be added to next BR so you can vote out people who ruin the game for everyone.

I also give up. I consider myself dead and will not be sending in answers for the rest of the game.

[scouse mac]

Please stop this for a while. We can argue later on...just try to emphasis on the 'hunting plan' now!

Btw, V...Is there any option to kidnap any opponent team member and demand HPs for ransom?:D


Despite the current loss, thats a really good idea.


They could be held hostage and blocked from submitting answers if the ransom isnt paid.............................but not this go ;)

[bwind22]

Thats it, I give up!


I also give up. I consider myself dead and will not be sending in answers for the rest of the game.


Way to go Slayers! We have killed their will to survive!

[Posher778]

Hmmm. Your timing is quite intriguing! I wonder if there's a girl alliance? O.o

I dunno. Us Poshers are really ignorant and douchebaggy. We probably don't know anything.


Oh look, a puppy!

[scouse mac]

Way to go Slayers! We have killed their will to survive!



If the Slayers were all we had to contend with, then believe me, this would be a stroll in the park!

What can you do when you've got to rely on others who, for whatever reason, dont post an answer? All the time and effort put into the challenge is completely negated by one person not logging on. Its a tad annoying.


Go on Predator, smoke those bastards! :)

[bwind22]

If the Slayers were all we had to contend with, then believe me, this would be a stroll in the park!

What can you do when you've got to rely on others who, for whatever reason, dont post an answer? All the time and effort put into the challenge is completely negated by one person not logging on. Its a tad annoying.


Go on Predator, smoke those bastards! :)

Tell me about it. I had Shanks on my team for the first few rounds. :rolleyes: Believe me, I know the frustration you are feeling.

[Rayne]

Tell me about it. I had Shanks on my team for the first few rounds. :rolleyes: Believe me, I know the frustration you are feeling.

Truly, when I was still playing, my team(s) lost 3 times because of people not sending in answers.

It sucks, but you can't let it get to you, it's all part of the nature of the game.

Eventually it will be one on one and you won't have to rely on anyone but yourself...The best you can do is try to keep yourself alive until that time

I'm still having a great time reading the scenes and watching it all unfold...It's an awesome game from the stands :)

[scouse mac]

Our last, best hope for victory

http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f353/nmc1/predator.jpg

[bwind22]

Our last, best hope for victory

http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f353/nmc1/predator.jpg

Then it's too bad for you that Dude G is gonna blast that sucka to hell during this hunting season.

[Papillon Noir]

Milktoaste WTF!:mad: We had them.

[_____V_____]

UPDATE


SEVEN Slayer sniper rifles have spoken in the Zone so far!

2 still remain silent.

[ferretchucker]

In case you are, don't worry about the bickering V. It just shows how into your game people get. You should see it as a good thing.

MM - I don't see why you're apologizing for the Rayne HP thing. I wish I'd thought of that!

And I'm gonna be honest here, I wish I hadn't donated health packs. I wasn't exactly a threat to the other team so if I hadn't gifted them away then I might not have been such a target. TWICE I sent a PM to V telling him I donate ALL my HPs to whoever needs them most.

And good luck Carnage Knights. I think it might be time for another team switcheroo soon.

[Doc Faustus]

Yup. Showed you for letting Despare live.

[ferretchucker]

Yeh. Sucks to be me. :(

[bwind22]

Can we expect results tonight or are we still waiting for people to shoot?

[_____V_____]

Still waiting.

Dont think we ll have the results before the deadline this time.

[missmacabre]

We're waiting on Disease and Roshiq as far as I know.

[bwind22]

I thought Roshiq was on last night. ???

[missmacabre]

yes yes good call. He PMed me.

[bwind22]

I just messaged a few people that I haven't heard from or seen online. Hopefully they make it before deadline.

[roshiq]

It's been 15 hrs. I sent my pm to V!

[Posher778]

We seem to have a teammate screwing us over. Go figure.

[bwind22]

Who the F hasn't shot? Everyone's been online since the results were posted.

[ChronoGrl]

Who the F hasn't shot? Everyone's been online since the results were posted.

Not me - Sent my shots over yesterday. :)

[_____V_____]

RESULTS OF HDC BATTLE ROYALE HUNTING SEASON OUTING #9


The Zone's doors are thrown open for the contestants again, just as Sniper rifles fire together and resound throughout the Zone!!

The contestants walk back in shortly afterwards, all the Slayers bloody and mangled, riddled with sniper bullets from head to toe which has been hastily patched up with fresh HPs. Some of the Knights look the same as them, weary and tired, moaning in pain.

A head count reveals TWO contestants missing!!

The medics team rush into The Zone and we turn the clock backwards...

[_____V_____]

WHAT EXACTLY HAPPENED INSIDE THE ZONE


As soon as the Knights entered the Zone, Paul the Monk went up to Despare again.

"These are for you again, my friend," Paul held 15 HPs in his extended hand with a sad smile.

"Damn, Paul...you are putting yourself at risk to save my ass everytime!" Despare remarked grimly.

"Hey Des, you are the only one in our group who can solve these riddles. Someone has to look after you," Paul smiled again.

"But...," Despare started to protest.

"No ifs, no buts. If you survive, I get the rest back. So no worries," Paul replied, thrusting the HPs into Despare's HP bag.

Despare smiled and shook Paul's hand gratefully, and Paul responded by High-Five-ing him back. Both of them then followed the rest of the Knights deep into The Zone.

Shortly after, the Slayers came running in with loud whooping war-cries. All of them dispersed almost instantly, each one having a distinct target in mind already.


Sector A:


DUDE GUADALUPE looked around all tense. He had the distinct feeling he was being watched, and he touched his Plasma Cannon more than once to feel relaxed. Just then, MURDERDOLL jumped up from the bushes and ran towards his right into the cover of some trees. Dude was taken completely by surprise, but he recovered quickly and smiled wickedly. Taking his Sniper Rifle off his shoulder, he zeroed in on Murderdoll's back through the scope. Once he felt he was locked in target, he started squeezing the trigger quickly.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!
BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

All 12 bullets rapidly disappeared into Murderdoll's back, making it look like a huge plate riddled with plenty of reddish-black holes. Murderdoll rolled forwards once and then went flying into the bushes with a huge groan. She reached for her HPs hastily, just as Dude heard the twigs creak behind him.

Dude froze. He tried to steal a glance backwards without turning, but couldnt see anything from the corner of his eyes. But he definitely sensed something behind him. Slowly, without any sudden movements, he lifted the Plasma Cannon to his tummy's level. He heard the sound again, more distinctly this time. He whirled around, squeezing the trigger of the Plasma Cannon almost simultaneously in the process.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam burnt its way through the trees in front of him, and disappeared into the distance. Burning smoke filled the whole area, and Dude saw nothing for a few moments. As the smoke started to clear, Dude peered through the trees. The sight in front of him made him smile in frustration.

A large badger walked away from him to the left, and disappeared into the bushes.


ROSHIQ heard steps in front of him and ducked. He realised someone was very close to him, and had no idea if it was a friend or a foe. He parted some bushes and looked. SCOUSE MAC had come running through the trees, and had stopped for a moment to gain his breathing. Roshiq softly chuckled at himself, and raised his Sniper Rifle. Zooming in on the chest of Scouse through the scope, Roshiq started to press the trigger rapidly.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!
BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

The first six bullets thudded into Scouse's chest and tummy, and he was thrown backwards. The next six bullets sailed through the air and blasted their way into Scouse's thighs and waist area as he flew mid-air, landing heavily across a tree and falling down. By the time Roshiq stood up to survey what damage he had done to Scouse, Scouse had scurried into the bushes, biting his lips to keep himself from moaning as a feeble hand reached for his huge bag of HPs.

Scouse patched himself and rolled to the left. The ground gave way under him and he fell down a slope straight into the river. The current was strong, and Scouse didnt fight it as he was whisked away, out of Sector A.


(To Be Continued...)

[ferretchucker]

Did the Predator have his fun?

[bwind22]

The Zone's doors are thrown open for the contestants again, just as Sniper rifles fire together and resound throughout the Zone!!



Who is the numbnuts that didn't shoot their rifle? I hope they were in the Predator sector and get killed because of it. :mad:

[_____V_____]

(Continued...)


Sector B:


Murderdoll limped her way into a big circle of trees and collapsed in front of it, exhausted and tired and full of pain. Her wounds throbbed dully and ached, sending spasms of pain running through her body at regular intervals. Just then, a shadow fell across her.

Murderdoll turned around in fear, then relaxed as her sight became clearer. NIGHTMARE OF DEATH smiled back at her, and pulled some HPs out of her bag. "Consider me your saviour angel," Nightmare spoke softly to Murderdoll, before disappearing behind the trees. Murderdoll nodded, and picked herself up to limp forward again.

POSHER looked in front of him in absolute glee. He felt a huge wave of joy overwhelming him as he took sight of Murderdoll approaching in his direction. He waited till she was sufficiently near him, then targetted her through his scope from the bushes. Murderdoll saw the glint of metal in front, but by then it was too late. Posher had started to pull the trigger.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!
BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

Murderdoll didnt have a chance to even duck or swerve out of Posher's sight. All 12 bullets thudded into various parts of her body as she reeled backwards and fell, face flat on the ground. She grabbed hesitantly at her remaining HPs and patched herself up the best she could. In the end she lay quietly, breathing heavily and bleeding profusely.

She was SEVERELY WOUNDED, but miraculously alive.


FORTUNATO kept a careful watch around the area he was in. He had stopped near the river and was hiding in the bushes. Sure enough, Scouse Mac came drifting down the river, plenty of HPs patched on his body. Scouse grabbed a rock near the bank, and pulled himself into it. Fortunato saw his chance, and lifted his Sniper rifle.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!
BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

All the bullets rapidly disappeared into Scouse's body like a knife slicing butter, opening up big red torrents of blood from the holes they went in. Scouse groaned and rolled around, letting the sand settle into the wounds to stop the bleeding. He grabbed at some more HPs and slowly patched himself again, cursing his luck. Fortunato's face broke into a wide grin and he stood up. Scouse was almost senseless from his wounds and the sensations they were creating in his numbing brains.

CHRONOGRL came through the bushes and started to speak something to Fortunato. Fortunato hurriedly motioned her to be quiet and indicated towards the river bank. Chrono followed his glance and smiled. She looked back at Fortunato and nodded happily. Fortunato winked and took a couple steps back. Chrono lifted her Sniper rifle and moved forward. Zeroing in on Scouse through her scope, she rapidly pulled the trigger.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!
BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

Scouse almost didnt hear the shots. He quietly lay in the sandy banks of the river, as bullet after bullet carved itself inside his already sore, bloody and painful body. He merely sighed and let the bullets immerse themselves inside him, as his HP bag came out to do a third round of patching. By the time Scouse had patched himself fully again, he blacked out from the severe pain and numbing sensations.


(To Be Continued...)

[Disease]

I didn't shoot, I was asked to sit out of this round....

[bwind22]

I didn't shoot, I was asked to sit out of this round....

You sat out the challenge, not the hunting zone. Didn't you get messages about hunting zone stratery and who to shoot?

[Disease]

You sat out the challenge, not the hunting zone. Didn't you get messages about hunting zone stratery and who to shoot?

I don't recall people sitting out in the past doing any hunting.

[scouse mac]

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!
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http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f353/nmc1/Monty_Python_2__limbless_Black_Knig.jpg


Alright. We'll call it a draw!

[Papillon Noir]

LOL, Scouse :)

I must watch that when I get home.

[_____V_____]

(Continued...)

Sector C:


BWIND22 hurriedly motioned to MISSMACABRE to lay down quickly. MissM did so without a second thought and looked up again, quizzically. Bwind jerked his head to the left, and MissM followed his gaze. A low, dark cave was near in front of her, and someone's silhouette could clearly be seen inside.

Bwind motioned to her to relax and sit back. MissM lifted her Sniper rifle and zoomed in at the figure. It was DESPARE!! She almost gave out a loud yell of happiness, but just then Bwind had started firing.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!
BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

Despare's limbs flailed in all directions as he fell backwards. The bullets thudded everywhere into his body and he was helpless, a sitting duck inside the cave. He fell down heavily, grabbing at his HPs in desperation. He was halfway through his patch-up when the second round of bullets came flying through the air to punch through his body.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!
BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

MissM smiled through the slight smoke of her now-empty Sniper rifle. Despare was blinded by the immense pain, but fought it off desperately as his HPs were being used quickly to patch various parts of his body. MissM looked at bwind to give him a thumbs-up, and froze at what she saw.

A trio of red dots had zoomed on bwind's back, and stopped. MissM opened her mouth to yell a warning at bwind, but it was too late.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam scorched its way through the trees and smacked bwind on his right shoulder plate from behind. Bwind fell down with a huge howl of pain, clutching at his HPs. MissM cringed at the sight, but then suddenly realised something and froze. Bwind shouted at her to run and duck behind a tree, but by the time MissM's brains had deciphered what bwind had shouted to her, the red dots had froze on her chest.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam's force threw MissM back into a huge clump of bushes. She smelled her own sizzling and burning flesh and yelped in pain, grabbing at her HPs. She groaned loudly and patched herself, just as the Predator moved out of the trees from somewhere behind her.


DEMON SEED heard the shots from behind him and turned around quickly. He knew there were some targets nearby and some of his fellow Slayers had found them. With a quick step of urgency, he hurried forward. Just then, he suddenly stumbled and went face down to the ground. He looked up angrily at the spot he had stumbled on, and froze. PAPILLON NOIR looked back at him, equally frozen. Noir recovered first, and jumped up to run. DS grabbed at his side, and came up with the ROCKET LAUNCHER he had bought at the BR II Goodies Shop, and aimed at her. Noir started running towards the right. DS took careful aim, and quickly pressed the trigger twice.

HISSSS!! HISSSS!!

Both rockets flew towards Noir, and exploded right in front of her, sending her flying into the trunk of a tree.

BOOM!! BOOM!!

Noir's whole body opened up into huge blotches of flesh and blood, and she grabbed at her HPs to heal herself. All her HPs were used up to seal off her bleeding wounds, and Noir leant back on the tree. Someone jumped in front of her, and Noir yelled in surprise.

It was Nightmare of Death.

Nightmare quickly brought some HPs out of her own bag and thrust them into Noir's hands. She then looked left and right, and ran forward. DS had his Sniper Rifle out by then, and had chanced across the scene. He pointed his Sniper Rifle at Noir and fired blindly.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

Noir was stuck to the base of the tree she was standing in. The bullets thundered their way into her already blown-apart body, and she rolled downwards to the ground silently, a weak hand patching her body with the ones Nightmare had given to her.

DS looked up, and saw Nightmare disappearing in the distance. He carefully aimed at her through the scope, and rapidly pressed the trigger again.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

Nightmare went reeling into the trees ahead, and DS smiled in utter satisfaction. He threw down his empty Sniper Rifle and feasted his eyes on the SLIGHTLY WOUNDED body of Noir, just as a trio of red dots centered themselves on his broad back.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

DS's eyes bulged out in sheer surprise. The plasma beam had struck him full blast on his side, and he went down with a huge roar of pain. As soon as DS reached for his HPs, the Predator's eyes dazzled in the distance for a brief second, then disappeared.


(Final Continuation next...)

[bwind22]

How are you determining what zone the Predator is in? This is his 3rd time in C and he's yet to visit A or B at all.

[_____V_____]

How are you determining what zone the Predator is in? This is his 3rd time in C and he's yet to visit A or B at all.

I PM a random member of HDC (one who is not a part of Battle Royale II) and ask him/her to pick a sector.

Its been the same choice so far.

[bwind22]

Can't get more fair than that. Those random members need to start getting a little more creative.

[Papillon Noir]

Can't get more fair than that. Those random members need to start getting a little more creative.

You know now they're only going to pick C. :p

[bwind22]

You know now they're only going to pick C. :p

Except now that we're discussing it, they'll mix it up.

But now that I predicted that, they'll stick with C.

[_____V_____]

(Continued...)


As soon as the deadline went off and all the contestants stood in front of the doors waiting for the buzz to signal the doors being opened, some of the Slayers started to have a vague and queasy premonition. Their fears were starting to build when the time passed and the doors didnt open.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam hurtled through the trees and blasted a contestant sitting in the middle of the Slayers team. Some of them whirled around, others ducked. DISEASE fell down and howled in pain, as the smell of sizzling flesh enveloped the entire group. The Predator swung from the trees one last time, and jumped into his containment block.

Somewhere much above, in the snipers' watchtowers, a light in front of each of them went red instead of blue. The snipers looked at it, and picked up their Sniper rifles. Each one of the snipers picked up a Slayer as a target, and started firing.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!
...


The roar of the collective firing of all Snipers' rifles was deafening as it resounded throughout the Zone. Each Slayer was being hit, and one by one, TWO SLAYERS fell down, DEAD!!


DIABLO SLAYER DISEASE IS DEAD!!!

DIABLO SLAYER DEMON SEED IS DEAD!!!


As the Sniper Rifles stopped firing, the whole Diablo Slayers group was enveloped in a big cloud of smoke. Long murmurs of pain and groans broke the silence.

The doors were thrown open just then, and all the visibly shaken Carnage Knights limped in first, followed by the surviving Slayers. The Medics team rushed in, and picked up DIABLO SLAYER ROSHIQ, who was writhing in severe pain, and his body was convulsed in spasms and death throes, FIVE of his bullet wounds not covered with HPs.

The Medics team are working furiously on Roshiq, but I am afraid he wont last much longer. Sorry Slayers...

Yes, indeed...

By the time I have typed all this out, the medics team has stopped working on Roshiq...

His body lies still under a long white flannel robe...

DIABLO SLAYER ROSHIQ IS DEAD!!!


You have lost more than you had bargained for, Slayers. I ll let you all mourn the losses of this Hunt.

Battle Royale II will take an extended break.

[bwind22]

Fucking pathetic. We were hunting and we have 3 people killed to their 0?!?! Way to not send in your shots Disease. At least you got killed too and didn't just cost Demon Seed & Roshiq their games without ending your own.


Sorry to see you go out like that DS & Roshiq. That sucks.

[Freak]

I did not see that coming.

[bwind22]

Marley's Ghost is about to get some overtime.

[Papillon Noir]

(Continued...)


As soon as the deadline went off and all the contestants stood in front of the doors waiting for the buzz to signal the doors being opened, some of the Slayers started to have a vague and queasy premonition. Their fears were starting to build when the time passed and the doors didnt open.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam hurtled through the trees and blasted a contestant sitting in the middle of the Slayers team. Some of them whirled around, others ducked. DISEASE fell down and howled in pain, as the smell of sizzling flesh enveloped the entire group. The Predator swung from the trees one last time, and jumped into his containment block.

Somewhere much above, in the snipers' watchtowers, a light in front of each of them went red instead of blue. The snipers looked at it, and picked up their Sniper rifles. Each one of the snipers picked up a Slayer as a target, and started firing.

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...


The roar of the collective firing of all Snipers' rifles was deafening as it resounded throughout the Zone. Each Slayer was being hit, and one by one, TWO SLAYERS fell down, DEAD!!


DIABLO SLAYER DISEASE IS DEAD!!!

DIABLO SLAYER DEMON SEED IS DEAD!!!


As the Sniper Rifles stopped firing, the whole Diablo Slayers group was enveloped in a big cloud of smoke. Long murmurs of pain and groans broke the silence.

The doors were thrown open just then, and all the visibly shaken Carnage Knights limped in first, followed by the surviving Slayers. The Medics team rushed in, and picked up DIABLO SLAYER ROSHIQ, who was writhing in severe pain, and his body was convulsed in spasms and death throes, FIVE of his bullet wounds not covered with HPs.

The Medics team are working furiously on Roshiq, but I am afraid he wont last much longer. Sorry Slayers...

Yes, indeed...

By the time I have typed all this out, the medics team has stopped working on Roshiq...

His body lies still under a long white flannel robe...

DIABLO SLAYER ROSHIQ IS DEAD!!!


You have lost more than you had bargained for, Slayers. I ll let you all mourn the losses of this Hunt.

Battle Royale II will take an extended break.

HOLY CRAP!!!!:eek:

That was unexpected....but greatly appreciated. :D

Was that...karma? :p

[scouse mac]

Holy living fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


After seeing that, I dont think I want us to win another challenge!

That was painful Slayers, and er.....................good job Milktoate :o

[Disease]

I'm pretty glad I'm dead actually, If I can not earn health packs but can be shot then it's rubbish.

[bwind22]

HOLY CRAP!!!!:eek:

That was unexpected....but greatly appreciated. :D

Was that...karma? :p



Karma? No.

Complete breakdown of teamwork and strategy? Yes.

[neverending]

Except now that we're discussing it, they'll mix it up.

But now that I predicted that, they'll stick with C.


http://www.cinemastrikesback.com/news/new%20dailies/PrincessBride/princessbride2-1024.jpg

MAN IN BLACK
All right: where is the poison? The battle of wits has begun. It ends when you decide and we both drink, and find out who is right and who is dead.
VIZZINI
But it's so simple. All I have to do is divine from what I know of you. Are you the sort of man who would put the poison into his own goblet, or his enemy's?
He studies the Man In Black now.

VIZZINI
Now, a clever man would put the poison into his own goblet, because he would know that only a great fool would reach for what he was given. I'm not a great fool, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. But you must have known I was not a great fool; you would have counted on it, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me.
MAN IN BLACK
(And now there's a trace of nervousness beginning)
You've made your decision then7
VIZZINI
Not remotely. Because iocane comes from Australia, as everyone knows. And Australia is entirely peopled with criminals. And criminals are used to having people not trust them, as you are not trusted by me. So I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you.
MAN IN BLACK
Truly, you have a dizzying intellect.
VIZZINI
Wait till I get going! Where was I?
MAN IN BLACK
Australia.
VIZZINI
Yes -- Australia, and you must have suspected I would have known the powder's origin, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me.
MAN IN BLACK
(very nervous)
You're just stalling now.
VIZZINI
(cackling)
You'd like to think that, wouldn't you?
(stares at the Man in Black)
You've beaten my giant, which means you're exceptionally strong. So, you could have put the poison in your own goblet, trusting on your strength to save you. So I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. But, you've also bested my Spaniard which means you must have studied. And in studying, you must have learned that man is mortal so you would have put the poison as far from yourself as possible, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me.
As Vizzini's pleasure has been growing throughout, the Man In Black's has been fast disappearing.

MAN IN BLACK
You're trying to trick me into giving away something -- it won't work --
VIZZINI
(triumphant)
It has worked -- you've given everything away -- I know where the poison is.
MAN IN BLACK
(fool's courage)
Then make your choice.
VIZZINI
I will. And I choose --

[bwind22]

I'm pretty glad I'm dead actually, If I can not earn health packs but can be shot then it's rubbish.

You wouldn't have needed health packs if you had shot your weapon. :rolleyes:

[_____V_____]

Detailed Status Report after Hunting Season Outing #9


Diablo Slayers

bwind22 - Hit by a Predator beam. Shot TWELVE TIMES by the Snipers.
FIT with 0 HPs.

ChronoGrl - Shot TWELVE TIMES by the Snipers. FIT with 5 HPs.

Demon Seed - Hit by a Predator beam. Shot TWELVE TIMES by the Snipers.
DEAD, AND MOVED TO THE MORGUE.

Disease - Hit by a Predator beam. Shot TWELVE TIMES by the Snipers.
DEAD, AND MOVED TO THE MORGUE.

Dude Guadalupe - Shot TWELVE TIMES by the Snipers. FIT with 23 HPs.

Fortunato - Shot TWELVE TIMES by the Snipers. FIT with 6 HPs.

MissMacabre - Hit by a Predator beam. Shot TWELVE TIMES by the Snipers.
FIT with 2 HPs.

Posher778 - Shot TWELVE TIMES by the Snipers. FIT with 6 HPs.

Roshiq - Hit by a Predator beam. Shot TWELVE TIMES by the Snipers.
DEAD, AND MOVED TO THE MORGUE.



Carnage Knights


Despare - Shot 24 TIMES by the Slayers.
Had 10 HPs of self, plus 14 gifted HPs by Paul the Monk. FIT with 0 HPs.

Freak - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. Fit with 15 HPs.

Milktoaste - Came out of the Zone without a scratch. FIT with 29 HPs.

Murderdoll - Shot 24 TIMES by the Slayers.
Had 15 HPs of self, and 6 gifted HPs from Nightmare Of Death.
SEVERELY WOUNDED, with 0 HPs.

Nightmare of Death - Shot 6 TIMES by the Slayers.
Donated 6 HPs to Murderdoll, and 5 HPs to Papillon Noir. FIT with 24 HPs.

Papillon Noir - Shot 16 TIMES by the Slayers.
Had 10 HPs of self, plus 5 very timely gifted HPs from Nightmare of Death.
SLIGHTLY WOUNDED, with 0 HPs.

Paul the Monk - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. Gifted 14 HPs to Despare.
FIT with 11 HPs.

Scouse Mac - Shot 36 TIMES by the Slayers. Had 38 HPs of self. FIT with 2 HPs.


STAMINA METERS :- All are at 10, except for -
Nightmare of Death (09),
Dude Guadalupe (08),
Despare (07),
Papillon Noir (07),
Posher (07) and
ChronoGrl (07).


THE MORGUE:

Monalisa
Ferretchucker
The Return
The Flayed One
Austin316426808
Rayne
Doc Faustus
Neverending
Gorephobia
Dante'sInferno
Disease
Demon Seed
Roshiq


Take a good long rest, contestants. Battle Royale II is on a break for the next 12 hours.

[Rayne]

I did not see that coming.

I did ;)

The only thing I was unsure about was whether it would be Posher or Demon Seed who would die in addition to the others.

Roshiq was a given, he couldn't survive the snipers...And I had already told these guys that Disease wasn't going to shoot, which means that he couldn't choose a sector, which automatically puts him in the predator's zone, where he could not survive both the predator AND the snipers.

The reason Dustin, Posher and Demon Seed all chose a different sector, was so that only one of them would be killed instead of 2...It's a shame there was no way to stop it from happening altogether.

I feel like a psychic :p...Well, except that there was no way to know where the predator would be.

Such an exciting and interesting game!

[Papillon Noir]

Karma? No.

Complete breakdown of teamwork and strategy? Yes.

I don't think we could have done a better job taking out three members of your team had we won the challenge. :D

This totally made my day. :p

[_____V_____]

...And I had already told these guys that Disease wasn't going to shoot, which means that he couldn't choose a sector, which automatically puts him in the predator's zone, where he could not survive both the predator AND the snipers.

The question here is, how did you guess that Disease wasnt going to shoot?

Oddly (or weirdly) he didnt shoot, for reals. Seems like he hasnt been paying attention to the game from the beginning, or chose to ignore his team's desperate PMs to him.

[Rayne]

The question here is, how did you guess that Disease wasnt going to shoot?

Oddly (or weirdly) he didnt shoot, for reals. Seems like he hasnt been paying attention to the game from the beginning, or chose to ignore his team's desperate PMs to him.

I'll tell you in a PM...I would hate to give away all of the secrets and spoil the game :)

[neverending]

She's smart, and she pays attention!

Simple process of elimination- if she knew Dude, DS & Posher had fired, there was only one other choice, really.

[Rayne]

She's smart, and she pays attention!



Aww, you're so sweet...And yes, I have been paying VERY close attention :)

[Disease]

The question here is, how did you guess that Disease wasnt going to shoot?

Oddly (or weirdly) he didnt shoot, for reals. Seems like he hasnt been paying attention to the game from the beginning, or chose to ignore his team's desperate PMs to him.


Say what you like about other people paying attention ___V___ , but I guess it is only fare for you to state that I am eligible to shoot when not particapating in a challenge.

Now, just because I have said somthing that is not 100% possitive about you, don't go sending me a sooky pm, o.k. ;)

[neverending]

His statement is accurate. Even if you sit out the challenge, you still participate in the hunting season. Anyone paying attention knows that.

[roshiq]

Who's dead?! am I!#$!^#%?%$@?:eek: :confused: :eek:

Predators...snipers...next time let the dead walks in!:mad:
and how about to introduce some insects that get the job to damage/weaken the HPs...grrrr!

[neverending]

Sorry to see you go, Roshiq- you were a valiant warroir and a good team player.

[missmacabre]

Disease we PMed you and everything :(

Sad to see you guys go guys.

[ChronoGrl]

(Continued...)


As soon as the deadline went off and all the contestants stood in front of the doors waiting for the buzz to signal the doors being opened, some of the Slayers started to have a vague and queasy premonition. Their fears were starting to build when the time passed and the doors didnt open.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam hurtled through the trees and blasted a contestant sitting in the middle of the Slayers team. Some of them whirled around, others ducked. DISEASE fell down and howled in pain, as the smell of sizzling flesh enveloped the entire group. The Predator swung from the trees one last time, and jumped into his containment block.

Somewhere much above, in the snipers' watchtowers, a light in front of each of them went red instead of blue. The snipers looked at it, and picked up their Sniper rifles. Each one of the snipers picked up a Slayer as a target, and started firing.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!
...


The roar of the collective firing of all Snipers' rifles was deafening as it resounded throughout the Zone. Each Slayer was being hit, and one by one, TWO SLAYERS fell down, DEAD!!


DIABLO SLAYER DISEASE IS DEAD!!!

DIABLO SLAYER DEMON SEED IS DEAD!!!


As the Sniper Rifles stopped firing, the whole Diablo Slayers group was enveloped in a big cloud of smoke. Long murmurs of pain and groans broke the silence.

The doors were thrown open just then, and all the visibly shaken Carnage Knights limped in first, followed by the surviving Slayers. The Medics team rushed in, and picked up DIABLO SLAYER ROSHIQ, who was writhing in severe pain, and his body was convulsed in spasms and death throes, FIVE of his bullet wounds not covered with HPs.

The Medics team are working furiously on Roshiq, but I am afraid he wont last much longer. Sorry Slayers...

Yes, indeed...

By the time I have typed all this out, the medics team has stopped working on Roshiq...

His body lies still under a long white flannel robe...

DIABLO SLAYER ROSHIQ IS DEAD!!!


You have lost more than you had bargained for, Slayers. I ll let you all mourn the losses of this Hunt.

Battle Royale II will take an extended break.

:( :( :( :(


.....

:(


Sorry to see you guys go.

[Disease]

Sorry for Roshiq and Demon Seed.... But otherwise, AS I said, I'm glad I'm dead.

[Posher778]

Sorry for Roshiq and Demon Seed.... But otherwise, AS I said, I'm glad I'm dead.

Too bad your master isn't. Traitor.

[Posher778]

Oh and Disease. It's quite funny that you show up right after the deadline to mention how you wanted to die and stuff. If you wanted to be UNsuspicious you wouldn't have even showed up. Please don't assume we're dumb over here.

[bwind22]

Say what you like about other people paying attention ___V___ , but I guess it is only fare for you to state that I am eligible to shoot when not particapating in a challenge.




So you initially didn't know you were supposed to fire. That is still not an explanation for completely disregarding the multiple pms you received. Upon getting 3-6 pms discussing who to shoot, why wouldn't you ask someone about it or send in your shots even if they might not count?

Roshiq & DS suffered the most from your folley, but make no mistake, you hurt every single person on our team to the tune of 12 HPs each with that decision.

[neverending]

Remember folks- it's a game!

[missmacabre]

Yeah it's not big deal, we'll make back the HPs next round. :)

[X¤MurderDoll¤X]

I think milktoast is dead.

[Posher778]

I don't want to hear any more of the "I didn't know" shit, since here, in the "Dude Guadalupe" household, we know that the fuck is going on.

[X¤MurderDoll¤X]

so disease killed himself on purpose? for some reason I don't think that was his strategy.

[roshiq]

so milktoast turns out the real winner!?!:D

[Papillon Noir]

@Posher

You are being WAY too paranoid. Disease and his "Master" planned this all along?! It makes you sound like a whack-job.

[_____V_____]

Stay tuned for an update soon, contestants.

[_____V_____]

SHOCKING TWIST!!


Diablo Slayers and Carnage Knights...

NO MORE!!

Say hello, contestants, to EACH OTHER!!

...

Dont get it yet?

I ll make it easier to understand. From now on, NO MORE TEAMS!!

All of you are a part of a single big lineup of FOURTEEN...which means....

BATTLE ROYALE II will henceforth be...

AN INDIVIDUAL CHALLENGE for each one of you!!


Challenge #10 will be up very soon. I ll explain more details then. Expect another update alongwith #10 in the next 24 hours. Till then, digest this info and plan accordingly. ;)

[Disease]

so disease killed himself on purpose? for some reason I don't think that was his strategy.


Yeah, it was a real masterstroke on my part.... :confused:

[Rayne]

SHOCKING TWIST!!


Diablo Slayers and Carnage Knights...

NO MORE!!

Say hello, contestants, to EACH OTHER!!

OOOO...This is gonna get really exciting now...Murder, mayhem, treachery, and REAL competition

This is all SO much fun to watch :)

[scouse mac]

Interesting, wasnt expecting this yet.


Im all the over this Lone Wolf style................:D

[Rayne]

Interesting, wasnt expecting this yet.


Im all the over this Lone Wolf style................:D


That is an AWESOME graphic!!!!


Oh, but...umm...Shouldn't the pendant be a pentagram rather than a peace symbol?...Just kinda seems like it doesn't really go with the whole image...Makes him seem a little less 'evil'...Can't quite picture an evil hippy :D

I can MAKE it a pentagram if ya like ;)


It would look something like this:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v69/BloodRayne/Scouse.jpg


:D

[milktoaste]

I think milktoast is dead.

Actually my internet and phone service got shut off. I had every intention of turning in my answers on time but life threw me a curve ball and it didn't work out this time-well, it worked out for me just fine;)

[X¤MurderDoll¤X]

Actually my internet and phone service got shut off.

ahh lame

]]],,,

[roshiq]

All of you are a part of a single big lineup of FOURTEEN...which means....

BATTLE ROYALE II will henceforth be...

AN INDIVIDUAL CHALLENGE for each one of you!!


ahem....

Sometimes I believe everything happens for a good reason:D

[neverending]

That is an AWESOME graphic!!!!


Oh, but...umm...Shouldn't the pendant be a pentagram rather than a peace symbol?...Just kinda seems like it doesn't really go with the whole image...Makes him seem a little less 'evil'...Can't quite picture an evil hippy :D

I can MAKE it a pentagram if ya like ;)





It's an UPSIDE DOWN peace sign- check your mythology for meaning.... The peace sign itself was used in occult circles before the hippies appropriated it, BTW.

[Papillon Noir]

It's an UPSIDE DOWN peace sign- check your mythology for meaning.... The peace sign itself was used in occult circles before the hippies appropriated it, BTW.

Would that mean that it's a symbol for war/chaos, as in anti-peace since it's upside down?

[neverending]

Ask the wolf- he's the one wearing it!

[Papillon Noir]

Well you're the one with all the pagan occult mythology know how...:p

[_____V_____]

HDC BATTLE ROYALE II - THE TENTH CHALLENGE


I welcome all surviving contestants to BR II Challenge #10.

Before we get into the Challenge, I wish to announce that this would be the last chance for you to grab plenty of HPs. From the next Challenge onwards, HPs would become harder to get, and the intensity of the weapons to be used in the Zone will get higher.

All of you have to find me the names of some weapons used in horror movies in this wordsearch puzzle :-


http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g12/ravenavi/Wordsearch2-1.gif


There are upto 75 points per contestant up for grabs in the above challenge.

A BONUS prize will be given to the contestant who sends in the first entry with ALL the answers in it.

The deadline for sending your entries ends on Sunday, May 03rd, at Midnight EST.

You may either send me your entries via PMs, or you may email me at [email protected], mentioning your HDC Nick in the Subject alongwith the Challenge number, for example, "__V__ - HDC Battle Royale II Challenge #10 Answers."

Each Battle Royale participant should send in their own individual entries.

Also remember, YOUR FIRST ENTRY WILL BE COUNTED ONLY. Subsequent entries will NOT be entertained.

All the best, folks!!!

[_____V_____]

MEANWHILE...


***BATTLE ROYALE SPYCAM #33 LIVE FEED (1942 HRS - 2007 HRS)


As soon as the announcement broke out about the merger of both teams, all contestants gathered together and began to talk excitedly amongst themselves. Some of them formed a small group and talked in very hush-hush tones. Even PAPILLON NOIR, in her slightly wounded condition, joined in the chatter.

MURDERDOLL lay in her bunker, restlessly tossing and turning from side to side. She couldnt get any induced sleep from the shots given to her by the BR II Medics, and kept having fleeting images of the Slayers getting blasted to bits by the Snipers repeatedly.

A tall, shadowy figure entered the Knights compound from the left and slowly made its way towards the centre of the bunkers where Murderdoll lay. It stopped and hid beside another empty bunker, marked "Gorephobia", and took a long peek around the place. Nobody else was in sight. The figure then took out a small, silenced handgun from its coat and aimed straight at Murderdoll's head.

PSHT!!

The bullet tore through Murderdoll's head like a hot knife plunging through a watermelon, and blew her brains out. Murderdoll had her eyes open for a sudden second, and then it stayed that way as her breathing stopped.


MURDERDOLL IS DEAD!!!!!

[roshiq]

WOW! that's surprising!

[scouse mac]

That is an AWESOME graphic!!!!


Oh, but...umm...Shouldn't the pendant be a pentagram rather than a peace symbol?...Just kinda seems like it doesn't really go with the whole image...Makes him seem a little less 'evil'...Can't quite picture an evil hippy :D

I can MAKE it a pentagram if ya like ;)


It would look something like this:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v69/BloodRayne/Scouse.jpg


:D



I noticed the pendant and thought about the Matthew Modine character from Full Metal Jacket, he had a peace symbol next 'Born to Kill' on his helmet. The whole duality of man (or wolf) bit.


I like NE's and Papillons anti-peace take on it though. Will go with that!

[scouse mac]

How many answers are there?

[scouse mac]

It's an UPSIDE DOWN peace sign- check your mythology for meaning.... The peace sign itself was used in occult circles before the hippies appropriated it, BTW.


Broken Cross
also called a Neronic Cross or a Stipe

The Broken Cross has Pagan roots, being the inverse of the Pythagorean symbol for life and Teutonic rune of death, and is vogue with Wiccans and Satanists. It can represent the antithesis of all that Christianity stands for.

Some see breaking a cross as a way to protest against Christianity.

The Broken Cross has been called a Neronic Cross or Nero's Cross in recognition of Nero's attempt to suppress the rise of Christianity (see St. Peter's Cross).


I had to crawl through some dodgy religious sites for that snippet. As a fervent athiest, I like the anti-christianity aspect. :)

[Doc Faustus]

You could have also looked up divinatory runes, though.

[Rayne]

Jeez, okay...I get it...I'm stupid






I still like the pentagram better though :p :D

OH, I just wanted to add that when I was in Sunday school (a LONG time ago), we were told that the regular right-side up 'peace symbol' was an 'upside-down broken cross' which represented the denial of Christ in favor of nature...That was supposed to be how hippies were viewed, as Godless nature freaks...Just saying...

[Doc Faustus]

Weird. Once more the church drowns in its own illogic. If anything, inverting the broken cross indicates an appreciation of Christian values, or a rejection of Viking values. I've often felt that hippies and vikings would be natural enemies.

[_____V_____]

LEADERBOARD UPDATE


FOUR entries in so far.

I must say, some of you are pretty innovative at finding some unique answers, ergo those which arent the real ones. I have exclaimed "Whoa!" twice.

[Doc Faustus]

I saw a movie where a guy killed someone with a Qone a Fonit and a Zulgy.

[scouse mac]

LEADERBOARD UPDATE


FOUR entries in so far.

I must say, some of you are pretty innovative at finding some unique answers, ergo those which arent the real ones. I have exclaimed "Whoa!" twice.


I immediately start to worry, this challenge was a rush job this time round as time was an issue






Getting excuse in early

[_____V_____]

MEANWHILE...


***LIVE FEED - BATTLE ROYALE II CENTER CAM #67 (1737 Hrs - 1813 Hrs)***


All the contestants roamed around, poring over the latest Challenge. They were in smaller groups of twos now, while some sat alone, away from the rest.

MISSMACABRE walked aimlessly towards the closed sheds of the Battle Royale II compound. She was engrossed in the wordsearch puzzle so deeply that she failed to realise she was very near the forbidden areas of the compound. Just then, the container in front of her shook and made a noise, making her jump out of her thoughts. She was intrigued, and began to wonder about what kind of stuff the BR II unit keeps under lock and key in this area. Her curiosity got the better of her, and she walked forward to the nearest closed container.

A faint smell of burnt ammo hit her nostrils. She suddenly had a thought that maybe this was where all the weapons were kept. With a faint smile, she looked at the lock. It was a numbers-combination one. She tried a few combos but it didnt open. Then she put her ears to the lock, and slowly rotated the numbers one by one. After 6-7 minutes had passed, a sharp click and snap indicated that the lock was open. Excited, MissM opened it and unbolted the doors of the container.

Something inside stirred and made a sudden movement in the dark. Suddenly fearful of whatever thing was inside, MissM took out her hidden silenced gun quickly and peered in. That was her only mistake, and the final one.

The trio of red dots zoomed directly on her head, and stopped. MissM's eyes widened for a brief instant.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam burned its way through MissM's head, leaving a gaping hole where once her forehead had been. MissM's eyes stayed widened, as she fell back without a murmur, all life signs snuffed out.

The Battle Royale II Containment Unit #12 came running to the spot seconds later, and hurriedly sealed off the doors of the container back again. Some of them looked at MissM's still body, and one of them grabbed at his radio.


MISSMACABRE IS DEAD!!!!!

[neverending]

Wth???.....

[Posher778]

I'm gonna go ahead and say it.



COP OUT.

[Rayne]

How can the predator get you if you're not even in the hunting zone???:eek:

Also, I was wondering something...How many shots does it take to kill the predator, or can he not actually be killed but only injured?

[_____V_____]

How can the predator get you if you're not even in the hunting zone???:eek:

Also, I was wondering something...How many shots does it take to kill the predator, or can he not actually be killed but only injured?

She opted to drop out of the game, and wanted her death to be as dramatic as possible.


The Predator can be killed. Just one blast from the plasma cannon, if you are in the same sector he resides in.

[Rayne]

The Predator can be killed. Just one blast from the plasma cannon, if you are in the same sector he resides in.OH, I didn't know that!...Thanks for the info

[_____V_____]

Results of Battle Royale II - Challenge #10


I welcome all surviving contestants to your Tenth BATTLE ROYALE II results meeting.

Some of you are wordsearch demons, I must admit. You even found out the answers which were not included in the puzzle in the first place.


Anyway, I didnt receive even ONE All-Correct Entry this time around, so there will be no Bonus Prize winners for this Challenge. The best some of you managed was 14 correct, and I accepted one other answer which was not a part of the original answers. The rest stand rejected.

Here's the correct 15 :-

http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g12/ravenavi/Wordsearch2answers.gif

I accepted "Saw", which was not initially a part of the correct set, but a pretty glaring and evident weapon.


Now let's see how you all fared, in the Scoreboard...


Diablo Slayers :

Bwind22 - 70 points
Chronogrl - 75 points
Despare - 50 points
Dude Guadalupe - 75 points
Fortunato - 00 points (***NO ENTRY SUBMITTED***)
Freak - 50 points
milktoaste - 75 points
Nightmare of Death - 65 points
Papillon Noir - 75 points
Paul the Monk - 70 points
Posher778 - 75 points
Scouse Mac - 75 points


Now...everyone must be wondering how the Hunt will work this time around.

Its pretty simple.

The first SIX top scorers of the Challenge will be hunting down the rest who either didnt score full points, or who sent in their PMs late (in the order in which I received them). Fortunately in this case, we have SIX clear winners of the Challenge.

So... - CHRONOGRL, DUDE GUADALUPE, MILKTOASTE, PAPILLON NOIR, POSHER778 & SCOUSE MAC - saddle up for the Hunt.

Details of which follows...NEXT!!!

[_____V_____]

HDC BATTLE ROYALE II - THE HUNTING SEASON OUTING #10


All the losing contestants - BWIND22, DESPARE, FORTUNATO, FREAK, NIGHTMARE OF DEATH and PAUL THE MONK - are released into The Zone unarmed.

Winners...here is the beast which you will be using for this Hunt...


http://i327.photobucket.com/albums/k480/Synsacrus/sawed-off.jpg


It is a Fully Automatic SHOTGUN, together with SIX shells!


BUT...HOLD IT!!!


The PREDATOR lurks in The Zone too! Which is divided into TWO sectors - A & B.

Clearly mention in your PM in which sector of the Zone you will be in when doing your hunting. IF you do not choose a sector, you will be an automatic target for THE PREDATOR!

(Dude, you have to additionally mention if you are firing your Plasma Cannon - remember, you have TWO shots still left from it, before it becomes useless)

Send me your PMs with your choices of target(s).


You have till Tuesday, 05th May, Noon EST, to make your choices.


The failure to fire even ONE Shotgun will mean each one of you Winners will be shot TWELVE TIMES by the Battle Royale snipers in the watchtowers.

(Yes, double penalty!)

Your time in The Hunting Season Zone begins...NOW!

(Also, there will NOT be any Donation of HPs rule activated for this Hunt or for future hunts anymore)

Updated Healthpack Status is up next...

[_____V_____]

UPDATED STATUS OF ALL CONTESTANTS AFTER RESULTS OF CHALLENGE #10

Bwind22 - FIT with 14 HPs.

Chronogrl - FIT with 20 HPs.

Despare - FIT with 10 HPs.

Dude Guadalupe - FIT with 38 HPs.

Fortunato - FIT with 6 HPs.

Freak - FIT with 25 HPs.

milktoaste - FIT with 44 HPs.

Nightmare of Death - FIT with 37 HPs.

Papillon Noir - FIT with 14 HPs. (1 used up in curing back to Fully Fit status)

Paul the Monk - FIT with 25 HPs.

Posher778 - FIT with 21 HPs.

Scouse Mac - FIT with 17 HPs.

[missmacabre]

I'm gonna go ahead and say it.



COP OUT.

Orrrr

Derek, job, WoW. In that order. I'm done school, it's the summer and I refuse to make excuses for dropping out. I'm doing what makes me happy from now on and the team aspect is what I enjoyed about BR, no apologies.

Thanks _____V_____ for putting this all together and making my death sweet, and thanks everyone for making this a lot of fun. :D

[Posher778]

Orrrr

Derek, job, WoW. In that order. I'm done school, it's the summer and I refuse to make excuses for dropping out. I'm doing what makes me happy from now on and the team aspect is what I enjoyed about BR, no apologies.

Thanks _____V_____ for putting this all together and making my death sweet, and thanks everyone for making this a lot of fun. :D

Yeah..... cop out.

[scouse mac]

Orrrr

Derek, job, WoW. In that order. I'm done school, it's the summer and I refuse to make excuses for dropping out. I'm doing what makes me happy from now on and the team aspect is what I enjoyed about BR, no apologies.

Thanks _____V_____ for putting this all together and making my death sweet, and thanks everyone for making this a lot of fun. :D



Shame the real world has to interfere MissM, you were a worthy opponent ;)

[Paul the Monk]

Damnit!~! I didn't see scythe in there!:(

http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p250/robert817/cats/dont-shoot.jpg

:o

[ferretchucker]

Orrrr

Derek, job, WoW. In that order. I'm done school, it's the summer and I refuse to make excuses for dropping out. I'm doing what makes me happy from now on and the team aspect is what I enjoyed about BR, no apologies.

Thanks _____V_____ for putting this all together and making my death sweet, and thanks everyone for making this a lot of fun. :D

Now that you bring it up, when do US schools break up for the summer? We have to wait until mid July and we go back in September.

[The Flayed One]

Now that you bring it up, when do US schools break up for the summer? We have to wait until mid July and we go back in September.

It depends on the region, but that's roughly the schedule the US kiddies follow. Where I went to school, in northern Indiana, we started late August and got out early in June.

[Papillon Noir]

It depends on the region, but that's roughly the schedule the US kiddies follow. Where I went to school, in northern Indiana, we started late August and got out early in June.

That's how it is in the Mid-Atlantic States, though colleges and high school seniors get out mid-May.

[Doc Faustus]

Results of Battle Royale II - Challenge #10


I welcome all surviving contestants to your Tenth BATTLE ROYALE II results meeting.

Some of you are wordsearch demons, I must admit. You even found out the answers which were not included in the puzzle in the first place.


Anyway, I didnt receive even ONE All-Correct Entry this time around, so there will be no Bonus Prize winners for this Challenge. The best some of you managed was 14 correct, and I accepted one other answer which was not a part of the original answers. The rest stand rejected.

Here's the correct 15 :-

http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g12/ravenavi/Wordsearch2answers.gif

I accepted "Saw", which was not initially a part of the correct set, but a pretty glaring and evident weapon.


Now let's see how you all fared, in the Scoreboard...


Diablo Slayers :

Bwind22 - 70 points
Chronogrl - 75 points
Despare - 50 points
Dude Guadalupe - 75 points
Fortunato - 00 points (***NO ENTRY SUBMITTED***)
Freak - 50 points
milktoaste - 75 points
Nightmare of Death - 65 points
Papillon Noir - 75 points
Paul the Monk - 70 points
Posher778 - 75 points
Scouse Mac - 75 points


Now...everyone must be wondering how the Hunt will work this time around.

Its pretty simple.

The first SIX top scorers of the Challenge will be hunting down the rest who either didnt score full points, or who sent in their PMs late (in the order in which I received them). Fortunately in this case, we have SIX clear winners of the Challenge.

So... - CHRONOGRL, DUDE GUADALUPE, MILKTOASTE, PAPILLON NOIR, POSHER778 & SCOUSE MAC - saddle up for the Hunt.

Details of which follows...NEXT!!!
Your answer list is too brief. A man can be killed by a lie or another man's ire!

[missmacabre]

Now that you bring it up, when do US schools break up for the summer? We have to wait until mid July and we go back in September.

My college gets out third week of April and resumes 2nd week of September I believe. Give lots of time to work to pay off OSAP haha

[bwind22]

Don't shoot!

http://www.vosibilities.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/david-linthicum-tries-to-shoot-the-cuddly-bpel-pet.jpg

[Papillon Noir]

The results of the Hunting Zone was suppose to be at noon today, right?

[_____V_____]

Yes they were. Sorry I was in the middle of a family emergency and had to rush to the hospital.

Hunting Zone results up next...

[Papillon Noir]

Yes they were. Sorry I was in the middle of a family emergency and had to rush to the hospital.

Hunting Zone results up next...

OMG! Hope everything is okay! :( Take all the time you need.

[_____V_____]

RESULTS OF HUNTING SEASON OUTING #10


The gates to the Zone are thrown open yet again, and all the contestants trod back in - somber, silent, bleeding and in a huff. They all move to their separate corners and take a long breather, most of them not even looking at each other.

Rewinding the clock backwards to earlier when the Hunt started...

[_____V_____]

WHAT EXACTLY HAPPENED INSIDE THE ZONE


Sector A:

PAPILLON NOIR moved cautiously forward. She was more on the alert for the Predator and the hidden weapon holder than her targets. She clutched her shotgun tightly and stopped more than once, looking around very carefully before proceeding forward again.

Some birds flew out from the top branches of a nearby tree, and Noir almost jumped back in surprise. BWIND had suddenly stood up from behind the tree, taken a quick peek at her, and started running in the opposite direction. Noir needed a moment to gather herself, and she lifted her shotgun to aim hurriedly.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

The shells burned their way into bwind's back one after the other, and left it a bloody, pulpy mess and bwind went down, rolling forwards onto the slope and before he could think anything, he went straight into the river. He hit the water with a loud splash and almost fainted from the impact. Keeping his wits about him and fighting back the grueling, stinging pain from his back, bwind let the river pull his body forward as he slowly reached for his HPs.


DUDE GUADALUPE heard the loud splash from in front of him and hurried forward. He saw bwind floating down the river and tried to aim at him. Unfortunately the current was too strong and bwind quickly disappeared from sight. Dude cursed loudly once, and turned around. To his pleasant surprise, NIGHTMARE OF DEATH stared back at him from the other side of the river bank. Dude licked his lips and lifted his shotgun. Nightmare whirled to jump, but could never complete the action.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

Almost in slow-motion, each shell followed the other in almost a single line as they pierced Nightmare's right thigh and leg. She went down, howling in pain. Just then, a big bunch of birds flew across the river from the top of the trees and Dude turned around quickly. He thought he saw a silhouette on the top branches, and grabbed at his Plasma Cannon. He blinked once, and the outline was gone. Still, Dude was taking no chances.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam left a burning hole on 3 trees in a line before disappearing into the skies above. Dude looked at them with heightened excitement and expectation, and then his face fell. He hit his fists at the plasma cannon in deep frustration, as he knew the Predator had eluded him again.


(To Be Continued...)

[_____V_____]

(Continued...)

MILKTOASTE looked up. The plasma beam burnt a long trail into the sky and disappeared. He wondered if it was one of the Predator's hits which misfired, or Dude's plasma cannon. The very next thought froze in his mind, because just then he saw DESPARE! Des had stumbled out of a cave he was in, and was looking at the same beam. Milktoaste knew he didnt have a second to waste.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

Des heard the shotgun firing, but could do little to dodge the shells as they blasted into his body in the chest and tummy. He went reeling backwards into the cave and fell on his back, bleeding. Milktoaste let out a loud smack of satisfaction, and dropped his empty shotgun. Des's mind was racing with thoughts as he reached for his HPs.


POSHER heard the shots from near the river and raced forward. He saw Dude from the corner of his eyes and instantly knew Dude had nailed his target. He took a few steps forward and saw a girl lying on the river bank, patched up with HPs and breathing deeply. Posher's eyes filled with rage and he lifted his shotgun. He went close to Nightmare, and pulled the trigger rapidly.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

All shells seared into Nightmare's back like hot, molten bar of iron immerses into a plane of butter. Nightmare turned around and moaned loudly, a weak hand reaching for her HPs yet again. The expression in Posher's eyes changed, and they went soft. He grinned evilly and yelled at the groaning Nightmare, "THATS WHAT YOU GET FOR BEING A GIRL IN THIS GAME!!!"


(Continued...)

[_____V_____]

(Continued from above...)


CHRONOGRL looked around, tensely. She sensed something in the shadows but couldnt tell for sure what it was - a real person dodging her vision, or just a vague, uneasy feeling. She gripped her shotgun and slowly went on one knee, looking around. She spotted a shadow to the right of her, and lifted her shotgun quickly. The figure jumped forward, and Chrono quickly squeezed the trigger continuously.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! CLICK! CLICK!!

All six shells blasted into the figure behind the tree and PAUL THE MONK fell forward with a loud groan. Chrono lost count of her firing and kept squeezing the trigger. The soft, bluish smoke coming out of the barrel made a long, meandering curl in the heat vision of the watcher who stood a few paces behind Chrono. Chrono's senses stirred and she whirled. The watcher took a few steps forward, pulled out the huge razors from above his right wrist, and slashed Chrono across her chest.

SHRACKKK!

Chrono yelled loudly and fell back. Two deep gashes quickly reddened and gushed out blood from across her chest - from the left shoulder to the right underside of her ribs. She grabbed at her HPs and started to patch herself, as her breathing increased and a huge wave of perspiration broke out all over her body. Her eyes frantically looked at the invisible watcher who stared at her, the eyes glowing once burning through the air, then disappearing. The outline of the watcher then slowly receded away from her, and disappeared behind the trees.


SCOUSE MAC stared at bwind's body as it came floating down the river towards the bank he was hiding. Bwind crawled out of the water, and moved into the bank. He collapsed midway and rolled over, breathing deeply. Scouse saw his opportunity and smiled. He stood up and let out a long, deep whistle. Bwind's ears perked up and he looked back with sudden alarm. Scouse winked at him and lifted his shotgun.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

All shells thudded into various parts of Bwind's body and he fell backwards, stumbling on the rocks. Fresh wounds bled all over, and bwind reached for his HPs again. Scouse looked at him with a wide grin, then his jaw hardened. He started to walk over to Bwind, and soon reached him. Bwind was patching himself up the best he could, when Scouse suddenly towered over him. Scouse turned the shotgun over, and started to thrash Bwind savagely with the wooden rear. He beat him up several times, leaving deep bruises and pulpy wounds on bwind's body everywhere.

The watcher looked on, and a trio of red dots zoomed in on Scouse's chest.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam scorched the air through which it passed, and Scouse heard it a fraction of a second earlier. He merely let go of the empty shotgun, and swerved. The beam caught him squarely on his left shoulder, and he fell down near bwind with a loud yelp of pain. The watcher moved out of the trees just as Scouse reached for his HPs. Bwind looked back at the trees at the silhouette of the receding figure, and a final thought of gratefulness flashed through his mind for the Predator, before he lost consciousness.


No one got killed this time around. But some of you have endured plenty of damage. The next Challenge will be up sometime within the next 24 hours, so have a period of rest.

Status Update shortly...

[neverending]

WTH? Is Wolverine in the hunting zone now?

[_____V_____]

Detailed Status Report after Hunting Season Outing #10


Bwind22 - Shot TWELVE TIMES by the Winners. Received a severe thrashing down from Scouse.
FIT with 2 HPs.

ChronoGrl - Slashed across the chest by Predator's razors. FIT with 5 HPs.

Despare - Shot SIX TIMES by Milktoaste. FIT with 4 HPs.

Dude Guadalupe - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 38 HPs.

Fortunato - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 6 HPs.

Freak - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 25 HPs.

Milktoaste - Came out of the Zone without a scratch. FIT with 44 HPs.

Nightmare of Death - Shot TWELVE TIMES by the Winners. FIT with 25 HPs.

Papillon Noir - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 14 HPs.

Paul the Monk - Shot SIX times by Chronogrl. FIT with 19 HPs.

Posher778 - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 21 HPs.

Scouse Mac - Hit by a Predator beam. FIT with 2 HPs.


STAMINA METERS :- All are at 10, except for -
Nightmare of Death (09),
Dude Guadalupe (08),
Despare (07),
Papillon Noir (07),
Posher (07) and
ChronoGrl (07).

[_____V_____]

WTH? Is Wolverine in the hunting zone now?

You forget that, in addition to having a plasma cannon on his shoulder, the Predator is also armed with two big razors atop his right wrist.

Among other weapons.

[Posher778]

Muahahahahaha

[scouse mac]

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam scorched the air through which it passed, and Scouse heard it a fraction of a second earlier. He merely let go of the empty shotgun, and swerved. The beam caught him squarely on his left shoulder, and he fell down near bwind with a loud yelp of pain. The watcher moved out of the trees just as Scouse reached for his HPs.


Any chance I had went with that cowardly stealth attack from The Pred. Hasnt got the guts to look me in the eye, god damn yellow belly.

[_____V_____]

HDC BATTLE ROYALE II - THE ELEVENTH CHALLENGE


I welcome all surviving contestants to BR II Challenge #11.


All of you have to tell me the type of creature/monster the following names represent, alongwith the names of the movies they are in :-

Scar
Falkor
Bud
Gizmo
Mailer
Belial
Frank
Zuul
Uxia
Lisker
Draco
Grid
Eborsisk
Picker
Golgothan


There are upto 30 points per contestant up for grabs in the above challenge.

A BONUS prize will be given to the contestant who sends in the first entry with ALL the correct answers.

The deadline for sending your entries ends on Friday, May 08th, at Noon EST.

You may either send me your entries via PMs, or you may email me at [email protected], mentioning your HDC Nick in the Subject alongwith the Challenge number, for example, "__V__ - HDC Battle Royale II Challenge #11 Answers."

Each Battle Royale participant should send in their own individual entries.

Also remember, YOUR FIRST ENTRY WILL BE COUNTED ONLY. Subsequent entries will NOT be entertained.

All the best, folks!!!

[newb]

The deadline for sending your entries ends on Friday, May 08th, at Noon EST.



May 08th?!?!?!?!?

[_____V_____]

Yes.

Something special about the date? :p

[newb]

Yes.

Something special about the date? :p

nice work ;)

[Posher778]

Sent mine about 8000 years ago, so the deadline date is irrelevant to me :)

[Doc Faustus]

Yes.

Something special about the date? :p

They don't observe the octard of May in India anymore?

[_____V_____]

BATTLE ROYALE II GOODIES SHOP


Receipt - Milktoaste.

Number - BRGS0003.


HP card used for the transaction accordingly. Have a good day, Milktoaste.




They don't observe the octard of May in India anymore?

Not since the British times.

[Papillon Noir]

They don't observe the octard of May in India anymore?

There was an octard of May? :confused:

[Despare]

There was an octard of May? :confused:

You're an octard.



Hiyooooooooooo!

[urgeok2]

You're an octard.



Hiyooooooooooo!



you just called her ... 8 retards !! :eek:

[Papillon Noir]

You're an octard.



Hiyooooooooooo!

Wow, that was just so clever. I'm glad I could make your day. :rolleyes:

[Despare]

Wow, that was just so clever. I'm glad I could make your day. :rolleyes:

I was kidding, sheesh, and let's think for a second before getting all offended. I wasn't calling you 8 retards, but if for a moment you believe that then consider that the low end average IQ of a mentally handicapped person is 55. 440's pretty high isn't it? :p

[urgeok2]

I was kidding, sheesh, and let's think for a second before getting all offended. I wasn't calling you 8 retards, but if for a moment you believe that then consider that the low end average IQ of a mentally handicapped person is 55. 440's pretty high isn't it? :p

dammit Des .. you just bring out the worst in everyone !!!

why, if you were here right now i'd kick you right in the nuts.

[Despare]

dammit Des .. you just bring out the worst in everyone !!!

why, if you were here right now i'd kick you right in the nuts.

Shit stirrer ;)



Why I oughtta...

http://cdn-write.demandstudios.com/upload//6000/300/40/1/66341.jpg

[urgeok2]

Shit stirrer ;)


no - i'd kick you in the nuts ....

i dont think i can reach far back enough to be a shit stirrer !

[Despare]

no - i'd kick you in the nuts ....

i dont think i can reach far back enough to be a shit stirrer !

You'd be surprised what you can do with the right motivation.








And a spoon up your ass.







And quit obsessing on my nuts.

[Papillon Noir]

I was kidding, sheesh, and let's think for a second before getting all offended. I wasn't calling you 8 retards, but if for a moment you believe that then consider that the low end average IQ of a mentally handicapped person is 55. 440's pretty high isn't it? :p

I'm not really offended.....but, I did roll my eyes and sigh a bit. :D Of course by your math, my IQ makes me a triple-genius. :p

[Despare]

I'm not really offended.....but, I did roll my eyes and sigh a bit. :D Of course by your math, my IQ makes me an triple-genius. :p

Mensa members around the world would shiver when you spoke, although socially you would be as big of a mess as a certain old Canadian guy...



Anyway, I had to get it out of my system, I've had that part from Clerks (Animated) stuck in my head for a while now.

British Man: [asking for cigarettes] Pack of fags.

Randal Graves: You're a fag.

British Man: It's a cigarette, mate.

Randal Graves: I'm not your mate, fag.

Dante Hicks: Boy, it wasn't until years later that we found out what "fag" REALLY meant. Right, "mate"?

Randal Graves: You're a fag.

Dante Hicks: No, a fag's a cigarette, remember?

Randal Graves: You're a cigarette.

[urgeok2]

You'd be surprised what you can do with the right motivation.








And a spoon up your ass.

.



i'll go on record right now - in front of all these people to say : i will never be motivated enough - ever - to stir your - or anyone elses shit.

[urgeok2]

Mensa members around the world would shiver when you spoke, although socially you would be as big of a mess as a certain old Canadian guy...


the venga boys are comin, the venga boys are comin,


who let the dogs out ?

whooo, whoooo, whooooooo

[Despare]

i'll go on record right now - in front of all these people to say : i will never be motivated enough - ever - to stir your - or anyone elses shit.

Thank you? :confused:

[Papillon Noir]

Mensa members around the world would shiver when you spoke, although socially you would be as big of a mess as a certain old Canadian guy...

Bwahahaha! That's always the trade-off, isn't it? :D I wonder how that old Canadian guy manages...;)

[urgeok2]

Bwahahaha! That's always the trade-off, isn't it? :D I wonder how that old Canadian guy manages...;)

it depends ..


get it ?


depends !!!!!


i'm loling

[milktoaste]

BATTLE ROYALE II GOODIES SHOP


Receipt - Milktoaste.

Number - BRGS0003.


HP card used for the transaction accordingly. Have a good day, Milktoaste.



.

Even though I know what it is, it still feels like Christmas when I open it for the first time.:D Gotta love that brand new ammo smell!

[Papillon Noir]

I thought we were getting the results at noon? :o

http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l205/Noir_HarleyQuinn/Misc%20Posting/emo-panda.jpg


(yes, I reused the Sad Panda)

[_____V_____]

RESULTS OF BATTLE ROYALE II - CHALLENGE #11


I welcome all 12 surviving contestants to your 11th Battle Royale II results meeting.

Plenty of you contestants got the basics of this Challenge wrong. I asked for creatures and monsters, and a lot of you folk sent in names of human characters. Among those, I accepted a common one bordering on a correct answer - Frank in Hellraiser - but the rest stand rejected and scratched. Sorry.

A few others, like Scar from Lion King, are also accepted. Machines and traps, however, are rejected again.

Here are the correct answers :-

Scar - predator - Alien vs Predator
Falkor - luck dragon - The Neverending Story
Bud - cannibalistic humanoid underground dweller - C.H.U.D. II
Gizmo - mogwai - Gremlins
Mailer - rage zombie - 28 Days Later
Belial - deformed mutant - Basket Case
Frank - pug - Men In Black
Zuul - supernatural dog - Ghostbusters
Uxia - mermaid - Dagon
Lisker - zoanoid - Guyver
Draco - dragon - Dragonheart
Grid - alien - Alien vs Predator
Eborsisk - Two headed dragon - Willow
Picker - lobster monster - The Mist
Golgothan - shit monster - Dogma


And these are your points for this Challenge...

Bwind22 - 22 points
Chronogrl - 28 points
Despare - 26 points
Dude Guadalupe - 28 points
Fortunato - 16 points
Freak - 0 points (***NO ENTRY SUBMITTED***)
Milktoaste - 22 points
Nightmare of Death - 0 points (***NO ENTRY SUBMITTED***)
Papillon Noir - 28 points
Paul the Monk - 26 points
Posher778 - 28 points
Scouse Mac - 28 points


There are no all-correct entries in again, so we dont have a Bonus Award Winner.

Five clear winners - Chronogrl, Dude Guadalupe, Papillon Noir, Posher778 and Scouse Mac, will be joined by one other contestant as a hunter.

Since its a tie between Despare and Paul the Monk, the one who sent in their answers first will be the winner between them. And in this case, the one who sent in their answers first was...

DESPARE!


Saddle up, the six of you...Hunting Season beckons...

NEXT!

[_____V_____]

HDC BATTLE ROYALE II - THE HUNTING SEASON OUTING #11


All the losing contestants - BWIND22, FORTUNATO, FREAK, MILKTOASTE, NIGHTMARE OF DEATH and PAUL THE MONK - are released into The Zone unarmed.

Winners...these are your weapons for this hunt... (yes you read that right..WEAPONS)


http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m30/jeffhardy_03/grenade_launcher.jpg

http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m30/jeffhardy_03/rocket_launcher.jpg


Yes, they are a Grenade Launcher AND a Rocket Launcher, both armed with ONE Grenade and ONE Rocket each!


BUT...HOLD IT!!!


The PREDATOR lurks in The Zone too! Which is divided into THREE sectors - A, B & C.

Clearly mention in your PM in which sector of the Zone you will be in when doing your hunting. IF you do not choose a sector, you will be an automatic target for THE PREDATOR!

(Dude, you have to additionally mention if you are firing your Plasma Cannon - remember, you have ONE shot still left, before it becomes useless)

Send me your PMs with your choices of target(s).


You have till Saturday, 09th May, Midnight EST, to make your choices.


The failure to fire even ONE Launcher (either Grenade or Rocket) will mean each one of you Winners will be shot SIXTEEN TIMES by the Battle Royale snipers in the watchtowers.

(Yes, double penalty!)

Your time in The Hunting Season Zone begins...NOW!

Updated Healthpack Status is up next...

[_____V_____]

UPDATED STATUS REPORT AFTER RESULTS OF BATTLE ROYALE II CHALLENGE #11


Bwind22 - FIT with 6 HPs.
ChronoGrl - FIT with 10 HPs.
Despare - FIT with 9 HPs.
Dude Guadalupe - FIT with 43 HPs.
Fortunato - FIT with 9 HPs.
Freak - FIT with 25 HPs.
Milktoaste - FIT with 33 HPs.
Nightmare of Death - FIT with 25 HPs.
Papillon Noir - FIT with 19 HPs.
Paul the Monk - FIT with 24 HPs.
Posher778 - FIT with 26 HPs.
Scouse Mac - FIT with 7 HPs.

[bwind22]

http://rookery2.viary.com/storagev12/802000/802359_1b5d_625x1000.jpg

[Papillon Noir]

@V

How many bullets are the grenades and rocket launcher worth?

[_____V_____]

3 and 5, respectively.

[Papillon Noir]

Thanks..........

[scouse mac]

Again?



My trigger finger is getting blisters!

[_____V_____]

RESULTS OF THE HUNTING SEASON OUTING #11


The gates of Battle Royale II Zone grounds are opened to let the contestants in and they come in, some of them patched and looking forlorn like a pillow which has its shit beaten out of, and others happy and merry.

A quick headcount reveals that ONE CONTESTANT IS MISSING!!

The medics team rush into the Zone, and we rewind the clocks by turning on the recorded info from the Zone spycams...

[neverending]

Oh my- I need to stay up and read the latest exciting round of carnage, brought to life by the amazing storytelling abilities of Mr. v!

[bwind22]

A quick headcount reveals that ONE CONTESTANT IS MISSING!!



I don't like the sound of this. :rolleyes:

[_____V_____]

WHAT EXACTLY HAPPENED INSIDE THE ZONE


We go into Sector B first.


Sector B:

DUDE GUADALUPE had a very queasy feeling he was being watched. He sat down silently and surveyed the trees and the grounds ahead of him. He couldnt shake the feeling away. He heard a twig snap just behind him and whirled. MILKTOASTE looked back at him from between the bushes, alarmed. He started to reach for his Grenade Launcher, when Milktoaste jumped up and ran in the opposite direction. But Dude was fast.

THWUNK!

The grenade hit Milktoaste on his back, and exploded on impact.

BAMMM!

Milktoaste felt the force of a thousand hammers behind him, propelling him forward through the air as a stinging sensation of pain ran through his back. He landed heavily on the ground and turned around, groaning. Dude dropped the Grenade Launcher and lifted the Rocket Launcher.

HISSSSSSSSSSS!

The rocket hit the ground near Milktoaste's feet.

BAMMMMMMMM!!

The force of the explosion threw Milktoaste backwards, his whole chest area a mess of loose flesh and blood. Frantically, and fighting back the blinding pain, Milktoaste reached for his HPs as Dude dropped the now-empty rocket launcher. Just then, a flock of birds cawed in the distance, apparently shaken from the twin explosions on the ground. Dude turned around quickly, and scanned the trees behind him. A dark silhouetted figure stood behind a tree some distance away. Dude could see only the side of the figure, and he was taking no chances.

Out came the Plasma Cannon.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!

The plasma beam burnt its way through the trees and blazed a long smoking line before disappearing into the distance. Someone yelled loudly and ducked from behind the tree where the figure was hiding. Dude looked on, puzzled. The figure stood up, visibly shaken and turned around to Dude.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN BY FIRING THAT DAMN THING AT ME?!"

Dude took one glance at the figure and shook his head. He looked down with sheer disappointment and dropped the empty Plasma Cannon.

POSHER walked back to Dude slowly with wobbly legs, still shaken and muttering a string of expletives under his breath.

"And what exactly were you doing hiding behind that tree?" Dude was rightfully annoyed.

"Oh I was just admiring the view," Posher replied, rolling his eyes. "Of course I was waiting for someone to walk past me. DUH!"

"Don't you Duh! me, Mister. You are in real trouble!" Dude retorted.

"Oh yeah?! I am in no trouble," Posher replied confidently and turned to the left, lifting his Grenade Launcher.

THWUNK!!

The grenade lobbed into the bushes, and exploded.

BAMMM!

NIGHTMARE OF DEATH fell out, flying through the bushes from the impact. Posher threw down the Grenade Launcher and picked up the Rocket Launcher in one continuous action. He pointed it straight at Nightmare, who looked up in fearful, sudden alarm.

"Hi!" Posher smiled.

HISSSSSSSSSS!!!

The rocket hit the ground near Nightmare in a resounding flash of flames.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMM!

Nightmare flew back into the bushes, her whole body gushing blood and pieces of flesh hanging to her sides from her opened wounds.

Posher turned back to Dude. "Now THAT is what I define as trouble!" he grinned.

Dude took a long breath and shook his head, before walking away.

"What? You didnt like that or something?!" Posher looked confused.



(To Be Continued...)

[neverending]

Damn- too bad Dude couldn't get the predator even once!

[_____V_____]

(Continued...)


SCOUSE MAC heard the explosions far to his right. He was beginning to wonder who all were in the middle of the warzone there, when he suddenly sat down. PAUL THE MONK had come running from the left, and was looking over his shoulder again and again. Scouse smiled, and got his Grenade Launcher out.

THWUNK!

The grenade lobbed at Paul in realtime slow-motion, before exploding.

BAMMM!

Paul flew back in surprise. Scouse stood up with his Rocket Launcher.

HISSSSSSSSSS!

The rocket flew straight at Paul in mid-air, and hit him hard.

BAMMMMMMMMMM!!

Paul did a flip before coming down heavily near a big bunch of bushes, his whole back a big chunk of flesh and blood. He groaned loudly before reaching for his HPs, and Scouse licked his lips in grim satisfaction.

Someone came through the bushes on the right, and Scouse turned around in fear. He thought it was the Predator, but instead found himself face to face with CHRONOGRL, who smiled back at him.

Scouse kept a straight face. "Paul," he muttered the name slowly and jerked his head towards the left, indicating the direction where Paul had flown through. Chrono merely nodded, and moved forward. Paul had patched himself and was lying on his back, fighting the pain. Chrono lifted her Rocket Launcher, and fired.

HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

The rocket hit the ground on Paul's left.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!

The explosion almost tore Paul apart into two. His wounds deepend and he rolled over behind the bushes, wincing. Chrono lifted her Grenade Launcher and moved forward, her facial features hardened. But when she reached behind the big clump of bushes, Paul had disappeared.

Chrono looked around quickly and spotted something behind the trees near the river bank. She lifted the grenade launcher and let it fly towards the distance.

THWUNK!!

The grenade lobbed on the floor once, and exploded.

BAMMM!

BWIND22 fell back from the impact, stunned. He landed squarely on the river, where the current dragged him forward. Chrono smiled in satisfaction.


(To Be Continued...)

[_____V_____]

(Continued...)


Sector C:

Bwind came down the river and hung on to the rocks along the slope, trying to catch his breath. He dragged himself out of the water, looking around. He then heaved a small sigh of relief and rolled on his back to rest.

DESPARE looked at him with glee. Out came the Grenade Launcher.

THWUNK!!

The grenade gently dropped itself near bwind's legs.

BAMMMM!

Bwind jumped back, his right thigh torn into shreds and bleeding profusely. He looked around in alarm and saw a glint of metal in the bushes. Quickly patching himself up with the last of his HPs, bwind threw himself back into the river, and the strong currents in the middle pulled him forward right into the waterfall and Bwind went over it.

Des had his Rocket Launcher ready but Bwind had disappeared by then. Des was frustrated. He looked around once and then started to walk back. A blur of red caught the corner of his eyes and Des turned to his left and spotted someone in the bushes.

HISSSSSSSSSSSSS!!

The rocket flew directly into the centre, and exploded on impact.

BAMMMMMMM!!

A loud yell of pain was followed by a body flying out of the bushes, arms and legs flailing around. He landed heavily on his back and groaned, before a weak hand reached for his HPs.

Despare dropped his rocket launcher, and watched smugly at the profusely bleeding FORTUNATO.



Sector A:

PAPILLON NOIR kept looking over her shoulder and scanning the trees behind her. Her sixth sense warned her that something wasnt right, but she could not place a finger on exactly what it was. She had heard distant, faint explosions and had a hunch that something would happen, soon. She sat quietly, both Launchers ready.

Bwind came floating down from the waterfall into the river bank, exhausted. The fall was small, so Bwind had no extra damage from it, but he felt weak. He dragged himself out of the water into the bank and lay down quietly for a few minutes, soaking in the sunshine and let the HPs do their curing job. He looked around at the trees and the bushes, and knew he had to keep moving or he was a sitting duck. He chose a direction into the deepest bushes and moved forward into them, carefully looking around.

Noir heard rustles and slow footfalls. She tensed up and waited, Grenade Launcher in hand. Bwind walked across in front of her, looking in the other direction. Noir lifted her Grenade Launcher almost instantly.

THWUNK!!

The grenade flew through the air and exploded right on top of Bwind.

BAMMMM!!

Bwind jumped in surprise. He fell forward, and somehow picked himself up to run, forgetting about his fresh wounds which had torn out of his covered HPs. Noir was in no mood to let him go though. Out came the Rocket Launcher in a flash.

HISSSSSSSSSSSS!

Bwind kept running. The rocket chased him through the air, and hit him squarely on the back, lifting bwind into the air on its exploding impact.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!

The rocket ripped apart a big chunk of flesh from bwind's back and sides. He fell down in a huge torrent of blood, flesh hanging loosely everywhere. The bones on his back and shoulderblades protruded out from under the flesh, and bwind was a big, glorious mess of blood and pulpy flesh. He hiccuped once, staring into oblivion, and his eyes slowly glazed over.


BWIND22 IS DEAD!!!!!


Noir jumped up and let out a loud cry of joy. She was so happy at finishing bwind off, that she failed to notice the big, silvery outline of the silhouette on top of the tree above her. A trio of red dots zoomed right on her chest.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam came hurtling through the trees and blasted her right on her chest and left side. She went down, screaming in sudden, stinging pain. The Predator's eyes burned once, before disappearing.


One of the most bravest and noble warriors of Battle Royale II has perished. Battle Royale II will take an extended break, and a few moments of silence, in the fallen warrior's memory.

Updated Status position after a few minutes of silence...

[_____V_____]

DETAILED STATUS REPORT AFTER BATTLE ROYALE II HUNTING SEASON OUTING #11


Bwind22 - Hit by THREE Grenades and ONE Rocket. Had 6 HPs of self.
DEAD, and moved to the MORGUE.

ChronoGrl - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 10 HPs.
Stamina - 05.

Despare - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 9 HPs.
Stamina - 07.

Dude Guadalupe - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 43 HPs.
Stamina - 06.

Fortunato - Hit by ONE Rocket. FIT with 4 HPs.
Stamina - 10.

Freak - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 25 HPs.
Stamina - 08.

Milktoaste - Hit by ONE Grenade and ONE Rocket. FIT with 25 HPs.
Stamina - 10.

Nightmare of Death - Hit by ONE Grenade and ONE Rocket. FIT with 17 HPs.
Stamina - 09.

Papillon Noir - Hit by a Predator plasma beam. FIT with 4 HPs.
Stamina - 05.

Paul the Monk - Hit by ONE Grenade and TWO Rockets. FIT with 11 HPs.
Stamina - 10.

Posher778 - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 26 HPs.
Stamina - 05.

Scouse Mac - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 7 HPs.
Stamina - 08.

[scouse mac]

BWIND22 IS DEAD!!!!!





And so another falls by the way side.

Very well competed Bwind, you were a strong opponent.

[_____V_____]

HDC BATTLE ROYALE II - THE TWELFTH CHALLENGE


I welcome all surviving contestants to BR II Challenge #12.


All of you have to find the names of the artists/bands/performers of these soundtracks, alongwith the names of the movies they are in :-


The Name of the Game
All Dressed Up With Nowhere To Go
Mean Green Mother from Outer Space
I Still Believe
Now I Lay Me Down
He’s Back
Whatever Happened to Saturday Night
I Can Wait Forever
Darkness
Paranoia Prima


There are upto 40 points per contestant up for grabs in the above challenge.

A BONUS prize will be given to the contestant who sends in the first entry with ALL the correct answers.

The deadline for sending your entries ends on Tuesday, May 12th, at Noon EST.

You may either send me your entries via PMs, or you may email me at [email protected], mentioning your HDC Nick in the Subject alongwith the Challenge number, for example, "__V__ - HDC Battle Royale II Challenge #12 Answers."

Each Battle Royale participant should send in their own individual entries.

Also remember, YOUR FIRST ENTRY WILL BE COUNTED ONLY. Subsequent entries will NOT be entertained.

All the best, folks!!!

[neverending]

I have all the answers. What's in it for me, contestants?

And no, I'm not joking- this one was pretty easy.


For me.

[scouse mac]

I have all the answers. What's in it for me, contestants?

And no, I'm not joking- this one was pretty easy.


For me.


Which is why you were eliminated asap.


Intelligent people dont last long in this game......................................er...... .......










..........................hang on a sec.......................................

[Posher778]

I have all the answers... to everything... ever. What's in it for me, contestants?

And no, I'm not joking- this one was pretty easy.


For me.

Well golly!



:D

[_____V_____]

RESULTS OF BATTLE ROYALE II - CHALLENGE #12


I welcome all surviving contestants to your 12th Battle Royale II results meeting.

Once again, some of you got some answers wrong. For instance, Michael Been was the writer (NOT the performer) of the song I Still Believe.

However, I accepted some other movies and performers of the similarly named song.

Here are the correct answers :-

The Name of the Game – Abba - Christine
All Dressed Up With Nowhere To Go – Patty Terry – Silver Bullet
Mean Green Mother from Outer Space – Levi Stubbs – Little Shop of Horrors
I Still Believe – Tim Cappello – The Lost Boys
Now I Lay Me Down – Samantha Fox – A Nightmare on Elm Street 5: Dream Child
He’s Back – Alice Cooper – Friday the 13th VI: Jason Lives
Whatever Happened to Saturday Night – Meat Loaf – The Rocky Horror Picture Show
I Can Wait Forever – Air Supply – Ghost Busters
Darkness – Rage Against The Machine – The Crow
Paranoia Prima – Ennio Morricone - Grindhouse


And these are your points for this Challenge...

Chronogrl - 40 points
Despare - 38 points
Dude Guadalupe - 40 points
Fortunato - 0 points (***NO ENTRY SUBMITTED***)
Freak - 30 points
Milktoaste - 40 points
Nightmare of Death - 0 points (***NO ENTRY SUBMITTED***)
Papillon Noir - 40 points
Paul the Monk - 36 points
Posher778 - 40 points
Scouse Mac - 40 points


The first ALL-CORRECT entry I received was from DUDE GUADALUPE, and he wins the much coveted BONUS PRIZE, details of which I ll reveal a little later.

So the six winners of this Challenge - Chronogrl, Dude Guadalupe, Milktoaste, Papillon Noir, Posher778 and Scouse Mac - SADDLE UP, and get ready for doing some hunting, because...

The Hunting Season beckons...

NEXT!

[_____V_____]

HDC BATTLE ROYALE II - THE HUNTING SEASON OUTING #12


All the losing contestants - DESPARE, FORTUNATO, FREAK, NIGHTMARE OF DEATH and PAUL THE MONK - are released into The Zone unarmed.

Winners...this will be the badass in your hands for this outing...

http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg247/TeamExtreme34/machete.jpg


Yes, you are indeed looking at a full-blown, razor-sharp MACHETE!

You can use it twice, and each swipe of the Machete is worth 5 bullets worth of damage!!


BUT...HOLD IT!!!


The PREDATOR lurks in The Zone too! Which is divided into THREE sectors - A, B & C.

Clearly mention in your PM in which sector of the Zone you will be in when doing your hunting. IF you do not choose a sector, you will be an automatic target for THE PREDATOR!


Send me your PMs with your choices of target(s).


You have till Wednesday, 13th May, Midnight EST, to make your choices.


The failure to use even ONE Machete will mean each one of you Winners will be shot TWENTY TIMES by the Battle Royale snipers in the watchtowers.

(Yes, double penalty again!)

Your time in The Hunting Season Zone begins...NOW!

Updated Healthpack Status and Bonus Award Winner is up next...

[_____V_____]

BONUS AWARD WINNER


DUDE GUADALUPE is led into the Secret Chamber before the Hunt begins. There, he is confronted by FIVE doors, marked - 1, 2, 3, 4 & 5.

Dude, send me a PM with your choice of TWO doors and the contents behind them will be yours for keeps forever. But be mindful, if you choose the doors AFTER the hunt has began, you wont be able to use your winnings till the next Hunt.

Be fast.

[_____V_____]

UPDATED STATUS REPORT AFTER RESULTS OF BATTLE ROYALE II CHALLENGE #12


ChronoGrl - FIT with 18 HPs.
Stamina - 05.

Despare - FIT with 16 HPs.
Stamina - 07.

Dude Guadalupe - FIT with 51 HPs.
Stamina - 06.

Fortunato - FIT with 4 HPs.
Stamina - 10.

Freak - FIT with 31 HPs.
Stamina - 08.

Milktoaste - FIT with 33 HPs.
Stamina - 10.

Nightmare of Death - FIT with 17 HPs.
Stamina - 09.

Papillon Noir - FIT with 12 HPs.
Stamina - 05.

Paul the Monk - FIT with 18 HPs.
Stamina - 10.

Posher778 - FIT with 34 HPs.
Stamina - 05.

Scouse Mac - FIT with 15 HPs.
Stamina - 08.

[Paul the Monk]

Nooo not again!!:(

[Despare]

Technically Hayden Panettiere DID perform "I Still Believe" in Cinderella III: A Twist in Time... :p

[scouse mac]

I think there should be a ban on Rayne answering the challenges for Dude and Posher!

If this was the JFK assassination, she would be the one on the grassy knoll! ;)

[Posher778]

I think there should be a ban on Rayne answering the challenges for Dude and Posher!

If this was the JFK assassination, she would be the one on the grassy knoll! ;)

How can you prove it? She won't tell me anything :( "Do it yourself, Brat."

Not to mention the countless others being helped by non-BR players. ;)

[_____V_____]

BONUS AWARD


DUDE GUADALUPE has chosen his doors of choice. Before we see what he has won, let's see first what was behind each door.

Door #1 - THE MINIGUN with 50 Bullets!!

Door #2 - THE SHOTGUN with 15 shells!!

Door #3 - 20 BONUS HEALTHPACKS!!

Door #4 - A GRENADE LAUNCHER with THREE Grenades!!

Door #5 - THE PLASMA CANNON!!


Dude has chosen Doors 2 and 4.

He wins the shotgun with 15 shells, and the Grenade Launcher with 3 Grenades.

Good show and congrats, Dude. But sorry, you cannot use them in this hunt as it has already begun. You may use them at anytime during a Zone outing from the next Challenge onwards.

[scouse mac]

Not to mention the countless others being helped by non-BR players. ;)


Dont you be winking that eye at me. :p

Sheer grit and determination are answering these questions

[Freak]

Technically Hayden Panettiere DID perform "I Still Believe" in Cinderella III: A Twist in Time... :p

Yeah there was a few that had mulitple answers.

[Posher778]

Yeah there was a few that had mulitple answers.

I believe they had to be horror films. There was much research done in the 'Dude Guadalupe' house.

[Freak]

I believe they had to be horror films. There was much research done in the 'Dude Guadalupe' house.

Must be nice to have a team for individual challenges.

[Posher778]

Must be nice to have a team for individual challenges.

I'm sure you wouldn't be complaining if you moved in with someone from HDC now would you?

[Freak]

I'm sure you wouldn't be complaining if you moved in with someone from HDC now would you?

I don't have three people one of which who isn't even in the BR helping me out.


And I talk to Despare all the time and he has never helped me nor have I helped him.

[Posher778]

I don't have three people one of which who isn't even in the BR helping me out.


And I talk to Despare all the time and he has never helped me nor have I helped him.

So I don't get it... You're angry simply because you 'know' we're all helping each other. I guess it gives you something to complain about... Too bad you don't complain about the countless other people helping players. By others I do in fact mean people not in the BR. I suppose you're just exercising your right to use me as a scapegoat.

[Elvis_Christ]

HDC has PMS

[Freak]

So I don't get it... You're angry simply because you 'know' we're all helping each other. I guess it gives you something to complain about... Too bad you don't complain about the countless other people helping players. By others I do in fact mean people not in the BR. I suppose you're just exercising your right to use me as a scapegoat.

First off I'm not angry.


Second off I don't know who else is helping who and I dont really care.All I know is that since we have no longer been in groups I've researched all my answer myself.And yes I haven't done very well but at least I know I did it on my own and didn't let someone else do most of the work for me.

[Posher778]

First off I'm not angry.


Second off I don't know who else is helping who and I dont really care.All I know is that since we have no longer been in groups I've researched all my answer myself.And yes I haven't done very well but at least I know I did it on my own and didn't let someone else do most of the work for me.

So take pride in it. There is no rule that says we can't work in groups.


@Elvis: For the first time ever... I don't :D I moved, and i'm totally ecstatic lately. :D

[neverending]

I had all the answers in 15 minutes. How much research could it take?

[Papillon Noir]

I had all the answers in 15 minutes. How much research could it take?

Not all of us have your YEARS of knowledge and expertise. ;)

[Despare]

I believe they had to be horror films. There was much research done in the 'Dude Guadalupe' house.

Personally I could care less, win or lose I'm having fun. :)

BUT, it did NOT say horror films. Don't pretend to know it all unless you truly know it all and if that is the case don't talk to me because I probably won't like you.

[_____V_____]

True, hence I accepted all the other answers.

Except the wrong ones, but of course.

[ferretchucker]

I say there is a new rule put in place to avoid all of the arguments.


Put pictures of boobs up with each update. Nobody would bother arguing then because we'd all be too distracted.

[_____V_____]

Okay, you are getting a little TOO grown-up, my dear English twerp.

Looks like our FC needs to get laid, and soon!

[hammerfan]

Okay, you are getting a little TOO grown-up, my dear English twerp.

Looks like our FC needs to get laid, and soon!


Let's not rush things, OK?!

[ChronoGrl]

Okay, you are getting a little TOO grown-up, my dear English twerp.

Looks like our FC needs to get laid, and soon!

Is he even LEGAL yet? :eek: :p

[_____V_____]

Well, his hormones are certainly raging. I bet by the time he's legal he turns into a British version of a mini-Hulk. With hair.

[ferretchucker]

Is he even LEGAL yet? :eek: :p

In seven months, my friend. ;)

[_____V_____]

RESULTS OF THE HUNTING SEASON OUTING #12


The Gates to the Zone are thrown open to let the contestants back in. The winners come running in first with big smiles and loud, excited chatter between them...some of them even high-fiving each other. Then trod in the casualties slowly - three of them patched from head to toe, one still bleeding severely.

A quick head count reveals that ONE warrior hasnt made it back!!

The medics team go running into the Zone...and we tune into the BR II spycams to see what happened earlier...

[Papillon Noir]

Hooray! Early results. :)

[_____V_____]

WHAT EXACTLY HAPPENED INSIDE THE ZONE


"Thanks for the backups, my friend. I have a funny feeling I wont be returning back this time," DESPARE said, staring into space.

"Dont say such things, Des. Who knows? You might pull through again like Fortunato did, even when I cant gift any HPs to you anymore," PAUL THE MONK looked worried.

"Well, no use contemplating anymore. We better hide," Despare replied grimly.

Paul nodded and both of them shook hands, before turning in opposite directions and disappearing into the forest.


SECTOR A:

SCOUSE MAC looked around, his machete ready. He knew he had heard footfalls on the dry leaves near him, but could see nobody. Just then, several twigs snapped behind him, followed by loud rustling. Scouse whirled and spotted Despare running away from him. Scouse stood tall and grinned wickedly. Scouse was a really fast runner, and as soon as he started running with big strides, Despare was in real trouble. In less than a minute, Scouse had almost reached Despare. The machete came down heavily.

THWACKKK!

The machete ripped through Despare's back and left a large, angry line across it, slashing the huge plate of flesh into two, bloody-red parts. Despare cried out and went down, as huge globs of blood started appearing all across the line of the wound. Scouse stopped and took a long breath. Despare was moaning as he reached for his HPs. Scouse looked down at Despare, his jaws set hard. He lifted the Machete again, and swung savagely.

THWACKKK!

This time, Despare's right arm was nearly hacked off from the rest of his body. Half of it dangled loosely from his shoulder joint, and Despare howled in severe pain. The blade of the machete trembled and split into two from the hilt, and Scouse dropped it, looking with smug satisfaction at Despare. Despare shivered and bleeded immensely, as his left hand reached feebly for his HPs.


CHRONOGRL heard the distant running and a loud cry break out to her right. She started to walk towards the source of the noises when a familiar blue streak ran across her vision to the left. She blinked and looked again to see Paul running, stealing glances back at her. Chrono smirked and lifted her machete, before running after Paul. Soon, she was near him when Paul tripped. "Ooooooooofff!" Paul went down with a loud exclamation. Chrono stopped and looked at him, smiling.

"Its just not your day," Chrono remarked, and brought her machete down with full force.

THWACKKK!

The machete tore Paul's body across his chest and abdomen. A long, crossed streak lay on it which quickly swelled and started to gush blood in big torrents. Paul yelled in pain loudly, before doubling over and rolling around. Chrono's blood-thirst wasnt satisfied. She lifted her hand again, and brought the machete down with a huge grunt.

THWACKKK!

Paul's waist was nearly cut into two halves. The long streak of bloody flesh oozed blood and Paul cried out loudly again, his back arched. Chrono dropped her machete and wiped her lips, letting out a loud smack of satisfaction. Paul's hand reached for his HPs, as Chrono walked away.

Paul was moaning in-between short, painful breaths when he heard a rustling noise. Despare came through the bushes, severely injured himself, and dragged himself close to Paul.

"We will...be safer...with the river helping...uss," Despare almost spat out the words inbetween huge spasms of pain.

Paul nodded, not able to speak. Both of them were biting off the pain as they dragged themselves down the slope towards the river. Despare tried to lift himself as he reached it, but fell back. Paul rolled into the river slowly, followed by Despare. The river pulled their bodies forward in a furious frenzy.


(To Be Continued...)

[_____V_____]

(Continued...)


Sector C:

Despare and Paul came down through the river, totally drenched and their HPs soaked. Paul was the first to hit the shore, and he pulled Despare back with him. Both of them fell on the sandy banks and took deep breaths, fighting back the burning pain on their bodies. Just then, they heard a loud war cry in the distance. Despare was too tired to look. Paul lifted his head.

PAPILLON NOIR was racing in their direction, machete lifted high above her head!!

Paul was extremely alarmed. He tried to get up but slid on the wet sands and fell back. Despare tried to grab him but slipped himself, just as Noir closed in on them. Despare tried to lunge back into the river, but Noir was already onto him.

THWACKKK!

A huge red belt of angry, crimson blood swelled across Despare's back and he groaned as he fell face-first into the water. Paul lunged at Noir and pulled her legs towards him, and Noir fell down. Enraged, she turned around in blind fury and swung her machete in a quick gleam of bright steel.

THWACKKK!

Paul fell back with a loud cry, a large cut vomiting blood across his chest. Noir dropped her machete and kicked Paul hard once, sending Paul flying off-balance back into the river. Paul let his body go limp as he felt weakly for his HPs, the waters slowly pulling him towards Despare's body floating in the distance towards destination unknown.



SECTOR B:

MILKTOASTE looked on with a savage gleam of murderous malice in his eyes. Despare's limp body had slowly drifted in and hit some rocks near the bank, and Despare groaned. He had 1 HP left somewhere in his pockets, and was in trouble. Paul was floating towards him in the distance, himself bleeding. Milktoaste didnt notice Paul in the beginning - it was Despare he wanted.

Milktoaste stood up, and walked towards the sandy bank with large strides. Soon, his shadow fell across Despare.

Despare opened one painful eye and squinted at Milktoaste. Milktoaste grinned back at him, eyes enlarged and full of bitter hate. He then surveyed Despare's body, full of cuts, bruises, older wounds healed up, bullet injuries. Despare looked like an old mattress, drilled with holes and cuts everywhere.

"Frankenstein never won any contests, dude," Milktoaste said, slowly and smugly."He only had scars to show for his efforts in the end. Like you!"

Paul had spotted Milktoaste in the distance, towering over Despare. He yelled with a hand extended forward in futility.

Milktoaste had lifted his machete high, and it came hurtling down in a mighty blow.

THRACKKK!!!

The machete ripped through Despare's already opened-up chest, ripping the flesh and cutting through the ribs, possibly puncturing at least one or possibly both of Despare's lungs (and maybe his heart). Despare coughed out blood once, and his head fell back, hands reaching towards his chest. Milktoaste stood back and let Paul drift towards him, and Paul quickly pulled Despare's final HP out to patch him. But it was too late. Despare's eyes were closed, as his body hit a series of death throes.

"Nooooooooooo!" Paul's eyes welled up, as Despare's head and whole body went limp.


DESPARE IS DEAD!!!!!


Paul let out a loud yell and turned towards Milktoaste in fury, forgetting his own pain. "If there is justice in this world, you will get whats coming to you too!" Paul roared. Milktoaste merely smiled, and lifted his machete again.

THWACKKK!

The blow stunned Paul more than he felt the injury. The blade cut deep across his belly and almost opened his guts out, sending him doubled over. He moaned loudly as he reached for his HPs. Milktoaste dropped his machete with a grin on his face, but Paul's spoken words apparently had an immediate effect.

For a trio of red dots had zoomed in on Milktoaste from behind.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam came hurtling down from the trees, and hit Milktoaste squarely on his left thigh, as he had taken a step forward just then. He was spinned around and went down to the ground, letting out a huge cry. The Predator's eyes glowed once, then disappeared. It swung across the trees and moved out of sight, as Paul snuck a glance at Milktoaste reaching for something.

Fighting back the severe jolts of spasms racking his body, Paul smiled widely, then his smile froze on his face.

Milktoaste got up, and rubbed his leg once. Paul's mouth opened, and stayed agape. Milktoaste looked at Paul's expression and grinned with a wink. Then he slowly put the shining, titanium-covered PREDATOR SHIELD down, and stashed it behind his back again.


(To Be Continued...)

[_____V_____]

(Continued...)


DUDE GUADALUPE looked angrily at POSHER. Posher was humming a tune as he cracked a bunch of twigs nonchalantly in his hands.

"Will you be quiet?!" Dude hissed. "You are making enough noise to scare even the elephants away!"

"Oh I am?" Posher stopped midway through breaking another twig, tune-humming stopped.

"Yeah you are! We will be lucky if we got anyone to hack after your continuous ruckus," Dude was annoyed.

"Cheer up already!" Posher retorted. "We will get someone, old man!"

Dude glared at Posher, and Posher swallowed hard once.

"Umm...I guess someone is coming our way," Posher looked away from Dude's angry eyes at the distance.

"Good. I am glad someone did!" Dude whispered back angrily. "Let me handle this."

Dude moved forward slowly behind the bushes, machete ready to swing. Before Posher could say anything, Dude had disappeared.

NIGHTMARE OF DEATH came trotting forward from the left, looking around her. She looked away for a moment, and Dude jumped out of the bushes in front of her, swinging his machete in the same action.

THWACKKK!!

The machete ripped across Nightmare's belly and she yelped loudly, falling backwards. She dragged her body forward, groaning, as Dude towered over her, stalking her in his slow strides. Nightmare stopped, and started sobbing without looking behind her. Dude raised his machete one more time, and brought it down hard and mercilessly.

THWACKKK!!

Nightmare's back swelled out in a long, thin red line which started throwing out thick, viscous blood all over the forest floor. Dude dropped his machete and took a few steps back, surveying the damage he had done. Nightmare reached feebly for her HPs, in-between loud bouts of crying and pain spasms.

SHRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!

A sudden, almost-invisible and silhouetted claw ripped through the air and slashed across Dude's chest and belly. Dude howled out loudly once and fell back, reaching for his HPs and clutching at his stomach's flesh. He could almost see his guts falling out of them, and looked up. The Predator's luminiscent green eyes glared back at him once, before disappearing. Dude went down heavily.


Posher looked everywhere, but couldnt spot Dude anywhere. He began to wonder where Dude and his mysterious prey had gone, when he spotted someone away on his right. With a big and evil grin, Posher moved towards the person. The smile faded from Posher's face and it was replaced by a grim line, eyes filled with burning hate. Ducking behind bushes to avoid being seen, Posher reached this person quickly and threw the machete hard at his chest.

THWACKKK!!

FREAK let out a huge yelp of pain, as his hands reached for his chest instinctively, the machete embedded in it. He looked up in alarm, and came face to face with Posher grinning back at him, half-mad in extreme hate. Freak fell down. Posher walked forward towards him, and looked at him. Freak's eyes were filled with a sudden dread. Posher reached down and pulled the machete out in a swift move. Freak yelled loudly.

"I didn't need a whole team to do THAT now, did I?" Posher said with a big, toothy grin at Freak.

Freak's eyes were filled with bewilderment for a moment, before they filled up with fear again. Because Posher's hand was coming down hard again with the machete.

THWACKKK!!

Freak doubled up and rolled over once, letting out a series of groans. Posher dropped the now-useless machete and looked back at Freak with a huge smile of satisfaction. Just then, Posher heard some steps away to his left and looked up. Dude stood in the distance, propped on a tree. Posher smiled and waved with a loud, whooping warcry. Dude started to motion something, and froze midway through it.

Posher noticed that, and looked at him with a puzzled half-grin.

SHRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!

A large, almost invisible silhouette of a claw fell down across Posher's back from behind. The brutal swipe of the Predator left a big chunk of flesh hanging on Posher's back as he howled out loudly before falling down and reaching for his HPs, turning around in the process and sudden fear in his eyes. The Predator looked back at him, and jumped up the nearest tree. Dude's hand went down slowly as he shook his head slowly once.

"I told you to cut down on the noise," Dude whispered to nobody in particular.



The bravest and most competitive warrior of Battle Royale II has finally bit the dust. Battle Royale II will take an extended break to mourn the mighty one's death.

R.I.P. Despare.

[Posher778]

Old man? He's 5 years older than me. D'oh.

[_____V_____]

STATUS REPORT AFTER BATTLE ROYALE II - HUNTING SEASON #12


ChronoGrl - Came out of the Zone without a scratch. FIT with 18 HPs.
Stamina - 05.

Despare - Hit FOUR times by the Winners' Machetes. Had 16 HPs of self.
DEAD, and moved to the Morgue.

Dude Guadalupe - Hit by a Predator beam. FIT with 36 HPs.
Stamina - 04.

Fortunato - Came out of the Zone without a scratch. FIT with 4 HPs.
Stamina - 10.

Freak - Hit TWO times by the Winners' Machetes. FIT with 21 HPs.
Stamina - 08.

Milktoaste - Hit by a Predator beam. Protected by the Predator Shield. FIT with 33 HPs.
Stamina - 08.

Nightmare of Death - Hit TWO times by the Winners' Machetes. FIT with 7 HPs.
Stamina - 09.

Papillon Noir - Came out of the Zone without a scratch. FIT with 12 HPs.
Stamina - 05.

Paul the Monk - Hit FOUR times by the Winners' Machetes. Had 18 HPs. Wounded.
Stamina - 09.

Posher778 - Hit by a Predator swipe. FIT with 19 HPs.
Stamina - 03.

Scouse Mac - Came out of the Zone without a scratch. FIT with 15 HPs.
Stamina - 08.

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BATTLE ROYALE II - AND SO THERE WERE TEN...


(The poem "Ten Little Indians" slowly repeating itself in the background)

Welcome, all you contestants who have made it into the Final 10 of Battle Royale II. I have a very special surprise Announcement to make here, which will shock each and every one of you.


From now onwards, EACH ONE OF YOU WILL CARRY A WEAPON INTO THE HUNTING ZONE!


Yes, you read that right. It will be more brutal, more savage and maybe (possibly) a slaughter!


Details of what you may expect will be announced later.


But know this, from here on, it wont be a cakewalk for the winners anymore.

Especially when during the Hunt, someone else will be stalking your asses alongwith the Predator, AND the losers.


Someone, who knows nothing else but kill, maim and rip (you) to pieces!


Keep reading...

[_____V_____]

MEANWHILE...


Despare's body was wheeled quickly into the lab where it was swiftly shifted to the covered op table in the center. The frame was then closed with Despare's body inside it.

"How long do we have?" Surgeon #1 asked, his voice tense and a bit nervous.

"Any moment now," Surgeon #3 replied from behind. "The cycle is almost complete. Here, have a look."

Surgeon #3 indicated towards a monitor which was processing sonographic images.

"My God! We dont have a moment to lose! Get me the container unit," Surgeon #2 barked the orders after taking a long peek into the monitor.

All three surgeons waited around the closed glassy frame looking at Despare's body intently.

"When was he impregnated?" Surgeon #1 was curious.

"After the last Hunt. The mighty IT had a hunch he wont be surviving this challenge, and so the deed was done when he was asleep," Surgeon #3 said matter-of-factly.

"How come he didnt feel anything? The after-effects such as knocking on the chest, even the pain spasms? And when he was getting whacked by machetes?"

"He has a very strong body. He has been withstanding a lot of attacks since Battle Royale II started and surviving every outing in the Zone. I would say his body was very special for a human," Surgeon #3 had a faint tinge of admiration in his voice.

"Shhh...here it comes!" Surgeon #2 announced in a hushed voice.

The machete wound in the center of Despare's chest opened a little, then opened wider with a burst of blood, and a small head popped out of it first. It uttered a long, throaty growling hiss.

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"Magnificent specimen," Surgeon #3 remarked.

Surgeon #2 brought the titanium clamps together and held the head gently, but firmly. He then nodded to #1, who donned the special gloves and grabbed a small scalpel. Making an incision on the top of the head, #1 dropped a small piece of metal (possibly a neuro-connecting transmitter) into it. #1 then nodded to #3, who quickly brought the large camera-magnifier around and peeked into it.

"Perfectly placed. This will only take a minute."

The head kept hissing and growling, trying to shake off the clamps and get out of Despare's chest. The clamps held it firmly though; he wasnt able to move even an inch.

#3 had a laser needle-like thing out and was doing something rapidly inside the head's incision. Exactly a minute later, he leant back.

"Its done."

#1 sealed off the incision with a small laser-pointer.

"Test it first, as soon as I let go of the clamps. If it doesnt work, we have to kill it."

#3 moved to a computer near the monitor and typed out some commands on it.

Almost instantly, the head of the creature became rigid and it stopped moving. The clamps were slowly parted, and the small creature stepped out of Despare's chest rigidly, as if hypnotised.

"It is responding perfectly," #1 said.

#3 punched some more commands into the computer, and the creature stopped near the opening of the glass frame which enclosed Despare's body.

#2 opened the way to the container unit, and #3 punched some more into the computer. The creature slowly ambled into the container, and the lid was shut off.

"Tell mighty IT that Operation Recovery is a complete success. Operation Xenomorph will commence at his bidding," #1 announced proudly.

#3 nodded and moved out of the chamber.

[scouse mac]

Haha!


Bring it on, Im ready!

[Papillon Noir]

Shit. :eek: I'm totally not! :p

[milktoaste]

I guess we don't have to worry about this running into July, it's about to get messy.

[ferretchucker]

This looks as though it's about to get very entertaining!

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HDC BATTLE ROYALE II - THE THIRTEENTH CHALLENGE


I welcome the FINAL 10 contestants to BR II Challenge #13.


All of you have to find me the names of the characters/icons, as well as the movie, from the descriptions given below :-


I am a member of a rescue party which is getting picked off one by one through holes in the ground.
I see my own boyfriend burned alive by a bunch of teens. Damn them all.
We were four friends plus one. Two were left in the end after we foiled the plans of an alien.
Our town is facing ghosts hellbent on wreaking revenge.
It comes. It devours. It grows bigger. And then, its reduced to small tinglers.
I shouldn’t be thinking of anything when the demon God asked us to choose.
Nobody knows who he was. I lost my car but got him and his monster ride in the end.
I should have known he was trouble the moment I noticed his taxidermy collection.
I need to keep some of these doors locked. Light is not good.
Our granny died, and he returned for me after that.


There are 40 points per contestant up for grabs in the above challenge.

A BONUS prize will be given to the contestant who sends in the first entry with ALL the correct answers.

The deadline for sending your entries ends on Saturday, May 16th, at Midnight EST.

You may either send me your entries via PMs, or you may email me at [email protected], mentioning your HDC Nick in the Subject alongwith the Challenge number, for example, "__V__ - HDC Battle Royale II Challenge #13 Answers."

Each Battle Royale participant should send in their own individual entries.

Also remember, YOUR FIRST ENTRY WILL BE COUNTED ONLY. Subsequent entries will NOT be entertained.

All the best, folks!!!

[Posher778]

V... Why do you go out of your way to punish the winners? If someone WINS the challenge, they should be rewarded. Otherwise it seems pointless. And i'm sure winners get better weapons, but still...

[ferretchucker]

V... Why do you go out of your way to punish the winners? If someone WINS the challenge, they should be rewarded. Otherwise it seems pointless. And i'm sure winners get better weapons, but still...

What? Do you mean the Predator and Alien?


Speaking of which, nobody can control a Predator, so it should really kill the alien.

[scouse mac]

V... Why do you go out of your way to punish the winners? If someone WINS the challenge, they should be rewarded. Otherwise it seems pointless. And i'm sure winners get better weapons, but still...


I think its a good idea. Gives everyone a chance to inflict a bit of damage and it evens it out a little. The same four or five people have always ended up in the top six and its frustrating not being rewarded for alot of time and effort being put in for each challenge.

[_____V_____]

V... Why do you go out of your way to punish the winners? If someone WINS the challenge, they should be rewarded. Otherwise it seems pointless. And i'm sure winners get better weapons, but still...

Its not punishment, my dear.

This is the Last 10 stage. From here on, only the fittest will survive till the end. And its only fair to give the losing contestants a fairly equal chance of making it to the next stages, instead of kicking their asses everytime they lose (even by 1 point, or even on equal points but sending late).

And you are right...the winners will get MUCH better and bigger weapons. But yeah, they will have to look over their backs twice from now on.

Makes the hunt a little more...interesting, shall we say? ;)


Less than 10 hours left till the deadline, and I have ZILCH entries in so far.

[_____V_____]

RESULTS OF BATTLE ROYALE II - CHALLENGE #13


I welcome the last TEN surviving contestants to their 13th Battle Royale II results meeting.

Plenty of you thought that this challenge was tough. Yes it was, but if you put your thinking caps on you would have got them all. Some did well, some did not. Some got the character wrong, some both. I accepted the ones who named the movie correctly but named the wrong character, for half of the points.

Here are the correct answers :-

I am a member of a rescue party which is getting picked off one by one through holes in the ground. – Will Parcher in The Burrowers
I see my own boyfriend burned alive by a bunch of teens. Damn them all. – Jenny in Eden Lake
We were four friends plus one. Two were left in the end after we foiled the plans of an alien. – Henry in Dreamcatcher
Our town is facing ghosts hellbent on wreaking revenge. – Elizabeth Solley in The Fog
It comes. It devours. It grows bigger. And then, its reduced to small tinglers. – Dr Meddows in The Blob
I shouldn’t be thinking of anything when the demon God asked us to choose. – Dr Raymond Stantz in Ghostbusters
Nobody knows who he was. I lost my car but got him and his monster ride in the end. – David Mann in Duel
I should have known he was trouble the moment I noticed his taxidermy collection. – Lila Crane in Psycho
I need to keep some of these doors locked. Light is not good. – Grace Stewart in The Others
Our granny died, and he returned for me after that. – Carol Anne Freeling in Poltergeist II: The Other Side


And these are your points for this Challenge...

Chronogrl - 30 points
Dude Guadalupe - 20 points
Fortunato - 0 points (***NO ENTRY SUBMITTED***)
Freak - 0 points (***NO ENTRY SUBMITTED***)
Milktoaste - 28 points
Nightmare of Death - 06 points
Papillon Noir - 28 points
Paul the Monk - 0 points (***NO ENTRY SUBMITTED***)
Posher778 - 20 points
Scouse Mac - 28 points


Sadly, there were no ALL-CORRECT entries in this Challenge, so nobody wins the Bonus Prize.

We have FOUR clear winners of this Challenge #13 - Chronogrl, Milktoaste, Papillon Noir & Scouse Mac, and its a TIE for the fifth and final place in the winners' roster between Dude Guadalupe and Posher. Since Dude sent in his answers earlier than Posher, he wins the final spot in the roster by default. Sorry Posher.

So the five winners of this Challenge - Chronogrl, Dude Guadalupe, Milktoaste, Papillon Noir and Scouse Mac - SADDLE UP, and get ready for doing some hunting, because...

The Hunting Season beckons...

NEXT!

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HDC BATTLE ROYALE II - THE HUNTING SEASON OUTING #13


All the losing contestants - FORTUNATO, FREAK, NIGHTMARE OF DEATH, PAUL THE MONK and POSHER778 - are released into The Zone ARMED.

What they are armed with, will remain a secret because their weapons will be PMed to each one of them.

Winners...this will be the ass-kicker you will be using for this outing...

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It is an ASSAULT RIFLE, complete with a 6-cartridge box and 2 Grenades in the Launcher!


BUT...HOLD EVERYTHING!!!


The PREDATOR lurks in The Zone too, and this time he is joined by The ALIEN!!!

The Zone is divided into THREE sectors - A, B & C. Clearly mention in your PM in which sector of the Zone you will be in when doing your hunting.

Your targets will end up in the same Zone as yourselves, BUT...if the Zone is infested with the ALIEN, THE LOSERS WILL BE TARGETTED BY IT TOO!!


(Just in case the Alien AND the Predator end up in the same Zone, there will be a fight between them AFTER they have targetted their targets. The outcome of that will be decided by the same way the sector is selected in Battle Royale hunts. It is a slim chance, but a chance nonetheless.)


IF you do not choose a sector, you will be an automatic target for the PREDATOR!

Winners AND losers, send me your PMs with your choices of target(s).


You have till Monday, 18th May, Midnight EST, to make your choices.


The failure to fire even ONE Assault Rifle will mean each one of you Winners will be shot TWENTY-FOUR TIMES by the Battle Royale snipers in the watchtowers.

(Yes, double penalty again!)


Your time in The Hunting Season Zone begins...NOW!

Updated Healthpack Status is up next...

[_____V_____]

LATEST STATUS REPORT AFTER RESULTS OF BATTLE ROYALE II CHALLENGE #13

ChronoGrl - FIT with 24 HPs.
Stamina - 05.

Dude Guadalupe - FIT with 40 HPs.
Stamina - 04.

Fortunato - FIT with 4 HPs.
Stamina - 10.

Freak - FIT with 21 HPs.
Stamina - 08.

Milktoaste - FIT with 38 HPs.
Stamina - 08.

Nightmare of Death - FIT with 8 HPs.
Stamina - 09.

Papillon Noir - FIT with 17 HPs.
Stamina - 05.

Paul the Monk - Wounded, with 0 HPs.
Stamina - 09.

Posher778 - FIT with 23 HPs.
Stamina - 03.

Scouse Mac - FIT with 20 HPs.
Stamina - 08.

[Paul the Monk]

Damn I missed out!!:( Oh well, it has been fun playing this!:D Thanks for all your hard work, __V__!!:cool:

[Posher778]

Yeah, bullshit. There are definitely multiple right answers for some of those, and you know it.

[Posher778]

Wait... You guys are wasting shots on me? Even in death, I ruin chances for others >=D

[scouse mac]

Wait... You guys are wasting shots on me? Even in death, I ruin chances for others >=D


How do you know what we are up to? Have you got someone on the inside? :p

[milktoaste]

Wait... You guys are wasting shots on me? Even in death, I ruin chances for others >=D

Wasting? Haven't you considered someone asked for you to be shot? You might want to think about it.

[Papillon Noir]

No shot is ever wasted. Besides, in this game it's not like your weapon can accidentally go off. :p

[_____V_____]

RESULTS OF THE HUNTING SEASON OUTING #13


The Gates to the Zone are thrown open to let the contestants back in.

For a long time, nothing happens. Then TWO winning contestants hobble in slowly, some of their wounds bleeding. Then a brief period of silence and non-activity. Another winning contestant slowly ambles in, apparently in a lot of pain. Two more end up dragging themselves back into the compound.

Then a long period of silence.


What?!


No less than FIVE contestants have failed to return!!!


The medics team make a quick call and ask for another medics team, and so for the first time in Battle Royale's Hunting history, TWO medics teams rush into the Zone!

We start the recordings of the spycams, to see what exactly happened...

[neverending]

This should be interesting!

[Posher778]

Wow cool! This has been fun. :D

[bwind22]

"Let the bodies hit the floor! Let the bodies hit the floor!"

[Posher778]

NOTHING WRONG WITH ME!

[_____V_____]

WHAT EXACTLY WENT INSIDE THE ZONE...


Sector A:

SCOUSE MAC and CHRONOGRL walked forward slowly, careful not to make any noise. Scouse scanned his left, and Chrono looked around her right side. A small, silhouetted hand extended from behind a tree, holding a silenced gun.

PING!

The bullet tore through the air noiselessly and struck Chrono on her back. She spun around and took a few steps back. Scouse whirled. Both of them stared for a moment, wide-eyed in surprise. Because the silhouette walked out from behind the tree into their full view.

It was PAUL THE MONK!!

Scouse started to lift his Assault Rifle, and Paul quickly dropped his now-empty secret weapon. He was Wounded, but wasnt going down without a fight. He pulled his revolver out, and fired blindly at Chronogrl.

BLAM! BLAM!

Both bullets hit Chrono on her belly and she stumbled a few paces behind before falling down. Scouse had his Assault Rifle up by then.

BLAM! BLAM!

The first bullet hit Paul squarely on his left shoulder, and the second bullet came whizzing through the air and thumped through his skull, leaving a large hole on it. Paul's face was left in a half-broken grin as his eyes glazed over and he went down in a heap.


PAUL THE MONK IS DEAD!!!!!


Scouse turned to check on Chrono. She was breathing slightly rapidly, and had her HPs out. Just then, Scouse heard quick steps and someone running away from them away on his right. Scouse jumped up and looked at the direction of the prey.

It was FORTUNATO!!

Scouse lifted his Assault Rifle, took careful aim, and let the two Grenades fly from the Launcher.

THWUNK!! THWUNK!!

Both grenades landed just behind the fleeing Fortunato, and exploded instantly, almost simultaneously.

BAMMMMMMM!!

BAMMMMMMM!!

Fortunato went flying forward, dazed from the twin explosions. Scouse's face was grim as he walked forward to where Fortunato had fallen down. Soon, he reached the torn-apart and bleeding Fortunato.

"No more ducking for you today," Scouse said with a dry smile, as he pointed the Assault Rifle straight at Fortunato's head. Fortunato looked up with a terrified look in both eyes. Scouse squeezed the trigger quickly.

BLAM!! BLAM!!

Both bullets blasted Fortunato's head apart, and his limp body stopped spasming and slowly quietened down.


FORTUNATO IS DEAD!!!!!



(To be Continued...)

[_____V_____]

(Continued...)

Scouse walked back to Chrono, who had recovered enough to stand up by then.

"You ok?"

"Yeah. Three silly little bullets arent going to keep me down!"

Chrono looked ahead and spotted something. She ran forward instantly, leaving Scouse behind. Chrono jumped out into the clearing in front of the river, and she had a clear view of her target. Rapidly lifting her Assault Rifle, she let the two Grenades fly at the figure ahead.

THWUNK!! THWUNK!!

Both grenades lobbed gently beside the figure, and exploded simultaenously.

BOOM!! BOOM!!

The figure let out a big cry of surprise and went down in a heap near the river bank, bleeding profusely. Chrono took careful aim, and started shooting again.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

All six bullets thundered through the air and thudded into several parts of the figure's body, and he turned around and moaned loudly with big cries of pain. Chrono looked at him for an instant, and smiled.

"You were always a big baby, POSHER!" she called out as Posher looked up at the sky once, the darkness enveloping his eyes.

BLAM!! BLAM!!

Two bullets went searing past Chrono's ears, and blasted Posher's head apart. He let out a final sigh and stopped breathing, eyes wide open.


POSHER778 IS DEAD!!!!!


Chrono looked behind her. Scouse shrugged at her and said,"Just in case."

Scouse had a real funny feeling he was being watched. He spotted nothing around, and dropped his empty Assault Rifle. A trio of red dots zoomed in on him from behind.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

Scouse heard the plasma beam's shot and swerved without looking. The beam caught him right between his shoulders, spinning him around and he went down with a loud howl. Chrono heard it in the distance, and started running back. She was oblivious of the trees, and didnt notice the set of red dots zeroing on her chest.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam came hurtling down from the trees again. Chrono jumped ahead, but still caught the beam on her back near the waist. She fell down and moaned loudly, biting her lips to fight off the intense and searing sensation as she reached for her HPs.

The Predator looked at her once, and swung out from the trees.


Sector C:

(Earlier)

Fortunato had been sitting inside the dark cave for quite some time. He knew someone would be around to get him and he was expecting to take them by surprise first. Soon enough, MILKTOASTE came walking through the trees looking around. Fortunato took out his gun, aimed, and squeezed the trigger rapidly twice.

BLAM!! BLAM!!

Both bullets hit Milktoaste on his chest and he took one step backwards, caught by complete surprise. But he recovered in an instant and lifted his Assault Rifle. Fortunato came running out of the cave and looked left and right, and before Milktoaste could fire, he had jumped into the bushes nearby. Milktoaste hobbled forward slowly, and Fortunato had enough time to run away out of his sight by then, possibly towards Sector A.

Suddenly, a figure jumped out of the trees on the other side of the cave, and a voice boomed out at Milktoaste.

"I'll still piss you off even when I'm dead!!"

Milktoaste turned around quickly, but Posher didnt give him a chance to think.

BLAM!! BLAM!!

Both bullets lodged themselves deep inside Milktoaste's ribs and he groaned once before falling down. Posher smiled and jumped in joy. Milktoaste slowly looked up and lifted his Assault Rifle. Posher paled.

THWUNK!!

The grenade softly lobbed at Posher in slow-motion, and exploded in mid-air.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!

Posher went flying back into the trees, limbs flailing out. Milktoaste rapidly squeezed the trigger at the flying figure.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

The three bullets thudded into Posher's chest and belly, and by the time he hit the ground, he was bleeding profusely with wounds all over his body. He took his HPs out to patch himself, letting out loud yelps of pain. Unfortunately for Posher, all the shooting had attracted another contestant.

PAPILLON NOIR came through the trees right to Posher. She immediately got her Assault Rifle up, and fired her Grenades straight at him.

THWUNK!! THWUNK!!

Both grenades exploded almost instantly right in front of Posher.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! BAMMMMMMMMMM!!!

Posher's chest was almost caved-in. Bits of flesh hung out like chunks of meat and blood, as Posher reached for his HPs slowly. Noir didnt let him go so easily. She squeezed the trigger.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

The six bullets entered Posher's body in a line one after the other. He groaned and turned around, trying to fight back the immense pain he felt. A weak hand finally got the HPs, as Noir dropped her empty Assault Rifle and moved away.


(The Present)

Milktoaste lay back quietly, patching himself up with his HPs. He heard a soft rustle on his right and stopped breathing for an instant, all senses alert. Nothing happened for a minute, and Milktoaste peered through the bushes.

FREAK had come in from the opposite direction, revolver in hand.

Milktoaste aimed slowly through his trembling fingers, and let the Grenade fly.

THWUMP!!

Freak heard it and tried to duck, but he was a second too late.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!

The explosion shook the ground. Freak fell down with a loud cry, as Milktoaste aimed again and squeezed the trigger.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

All three bullets rapidly shrunk into Freak's chest in mid-air as he was falling down, and he fought back the tingles of pain which shot up his body as he hit the ground. Milktoaste let go of his empty Assault Rifle and turned around, soaking in the heat and the patched HPs as Freak reached for his own. Patching himself up sufficiently, Freak got up slowly and hobbled off in the opposite direction.


(To Be Continued...)

[_____V_____]

(Continued...)


Sector B:

Papillon Noir stopped and looked around. She wasnt aware she had walked this far after shooting Posher with everything she had. She tried to remember where she was, and didnt see the revolver pointing straight at her from behind a tree.

BLAM!! BLAM!!

Both bullets blasted into Noir from the front, and she careened backwards. Quickly hiding behind the nearest tree, she pulled her HPs out.

NIGHTMARE OF DEATH came out of her hiding place and peeked towards where Noir had gone.

THWUNK!! THWUNK!!

Two grenades lobbed and fell gently beside Nightmare, and exploded.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMM!! BAMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!

Nightmare was thrown forward, her body ripped apart by the twin explosions. She fell heavily on the base of a tree, just as rapid shots rang out in front of her.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

The bullets tore into Nightmare's body in several places, leaving her a bleeding mess. Her last 2 HPs were not sufficient to stop the bleeding as she went into convulsions and spasms, seemingly on her last throes of imminent death.

DUDE GUADALUPE looked at Nightmare and dropped his Assault Rifle, seemingly satisfied.

Noir had heard the explosions and the shots, and stayed hidden. She was smart to wait till all the shots had been fired, before getting up to greet her fellow winning contestant. She looked at Dude and waved happily. Dude looked at her long and hard, and reached for something strapped on his back.

Out came the Grenade Launcher he had won in the last Challenge. Dude aimed, and Noir's smile froze.

THWUNK!! THWUNK!!

Both grenades lobbed straight at Noir, and exploded.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! BAMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!

Noir fell back, stunned and bleeding. She clearly wasnt expecting this attack from Dude. Dude stashed the Grenade Launcher away, and took his Shotgun out. He rapidly strode to where Noir lay, and started firing at her from far.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

Noir's whole body was ripped into smithereens. Numerous shotgun wounds sprung up all over her body rapidly over the places torn by the explosions of the grenades, and she was losing a tremendous amount of blood quickly. Dude let her patch herself up with her remaining HPs the best she could, and she fell back at last when she ran out of HPs, breathing heavily and Severely Wounded.

Dude checked the chamber. 3 shells still remaining.

He calmly walked over to where Noir lay, fighting back the spasms and bleeding in torrents. He pointed the shotgun straight at her chest.

"No hard feelings," Dude murmured and squeezed the trigger rapidly.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

The three shells ripped Noir's chest apart, blasting her heart into a big pile of fleshy mess and turning her lungs into a bloody mash. Noir's eyes stayed wide open, as darkness sorrounded her brains from all sides.


PAPILLON NOIR IS DEAD!!!!!


A shadow fell across Nightmare's body as it was wracked in death spasms. Nightmare had a peek from the corner of her eyes and gasped at the sight. Two rows of shining, pointed and very cruel teeth parted and another smaller set of teeth came flying out of the gap, thumping into her forehead and ripping her brains apart. Nightmare's body went through a final long spasm, before going still.


NIGHTMARE OF DEATH IS DEAD!!!!!


The Alien dropped Nightmare's body, and looked around at Dude in the distance. Dude was in the process of dropping his now-empty Shotgun, and the Alien moved towards him. Dude heard nothing as the Alien jumped at him from behind. Both went down and Dude turned around rapidly, still clutching his empty Shotgun. The Alien parted its jaws again, and Dude thrust the shotgun straight into it, locking the Alien's tongue inside. The Alien's tail swung around to impale him and Dude swerved. The tail ripped through his right shoulder and nailed it to the ground. Dude yelped in pain.

A shrill, buzzing vibration went through the Alien's body. Dude felt it too and looked up, grimacing with pain. The Alien retracted its tail and glared at Dude once, dropping some of its saliva on him. It jumped back into the trees and soon disappeared. Dude groaned loudly, reaching for his HPs and thanking his stars silently.

Someone else was watching this fight intently from a distance. Freak was fighting back the searing sensations of his own wounds as he had hobbled into this Sector. He looked at Dude reaching for his HPs, and instantly lifted his revolver.

BLAM!! BLAM!!

Both bullets thundered into Dude's back and he rolled around with a moan. Freak managed a smile before dropping his revolver. Dude had his Grenade Launcher out, but Freak had hobbled back out of sight from between the trees by then.

[_____V_____]

UPDATED STATUS REPORT AFTER BATTLE ROYALE II HUNTING SEASON #13

ChronoGrl - Hit by a Predator Beam. Shot THREE times by Paul the Monk.
FIT with 06 HPs. Stamina - 03.

Dude Guadalupe - Impaled by the Alien. Shot TWICE by Freak.
FIT with 18 HPs. Stamina - 02.

Fortunato - Blasted with TWO Grenades and shot TWICE by Scouse Mac.
DEAD, and moved to the Morgue.

Freak - Blasted with ONE Grenade and Shot THREE times by Milktoaste.
FIT with 15 HPs. Stamina - 08.

Milktoaste - Shot TWICE by Fortunato. Shot TWICE by Posher.
FIT with 34 HPs. Stamina - 08.

Nightmare of Death - Blasted with TWO Grenades and Shot SIX times by Dude Guadalupe. Ripped apart by the Alien.
DEAD, and moved to the Morgue.

Papillon Noir - Blasted with TWO Grenades and shot FIFTEEN times by Dude Guadalupe.
Shot TWICE by Nightmare of Death.
DEAD, and moved to the Morgue.

Paul the Monk - Shot TWICE by Scouse Mac.
DEAD, and moved to the Morgue.

Posher778 - Blasted with TWO Grenades and shot SIX times by Chronogrl.
Blasted with ONE Grenade and shot THREE times by Milktoaste.
Blasted with TWO Grenades and shot SIX times by Papillon Noir.
Shot TWICE by Scouse Mac.
DEAD, and moved to the Morgue.

Scouse Mac - Hit by a Predator Beam. FIT with 05 HPs.
Stamina - 06.

[Posher778]

PERFECT. How's that for a way to go? And Pap... You got owned.

Me, Dustin, and Rayne were thinking of a funny outcome with the way the zone went down.

Dustin ran through the woods, hunting any possible prey. Just then, out of the brush sprinted Posher, who halted right at the barrel of Dude's shotgun. Posher glared at Dude, a mix of fear and humor on his face. Dustin cocked the shotgun, and took aim. As he did, Papillon emerged from the brush behind Dude. "Do it Dude. Kill that fucker!"

"But... Dustin!" Posher said, a surprisingly twisted grin on his face, as if he and Dude knew something Pap didn't.

"ANNIHILATE HIM Dude! NOW!" Pap yelled, angrily.

"I do what I want!" Dude laughed, as he wheeled around.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! The bullets tore through Pap's surprised and awe-struck face. Posher smiled a wicked grin as Pap's blood splattered all over his face, dripping down onto his feet.

Pap fell to her knees and glared at the two BR pals, and they looked back with extreme satisfaction.

"Teamwork. Does a lot more than alliances." Posher smirked.

"That and GUNS!" Chuckled Dude.

"You... Little... SHITS!" Pap growled.

"Blah." Dude snorted.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

The bullets pummeled Pap, and she fell backwards. Lifeless.

Dude turned and looked at Posher.

"We're such douchebags." He said.

"Well... Yea." Posher said, douchebaggingly.

Posher looked past Dude, and said:

"Oh, look! An alien! Cool! I mean...

AHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Posher sprinted off into the brush, to prepare for his inevitable death.

Dude glared at the approaching alien with a look of rage building in his eyes.

Then some stuff happened and whatever.