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All joking aside- everyone remember- THIS IS A GAME.
It's frustrating at times, but I hope no one gets too bent out of shape by anything that is said or done. It's all fair in love & war, eh? |
Am I dead yet?
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Yeah wasn't the deadline at midnight?
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Yes it was. Let's find out.
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RESULTS OF THE HUNTING SEASON OUTING #4
The gates are opened and all the contestants are allowed back in. They all troop in quietly, Nightmares & Assassins alike, followed by Team Grindhouse who enter with loud whoops and yells! The Assassins sadly look at each other, and suddenly freeze. They realise that one of them is MISSING!! The soldiers come forward and do the mandatory count. YES, THE ASSASSINS ARE EIGHT IN NUMBER!! A team is quickly dispatched into The Zone in search of the missing Assassin, or their dead body. Let's rewind the clocks back and see what actually happened... |
Intriguing!
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WHAT EXACTLY HAPPENED INSIDE THE ZONE
DANTE'S INFERNO jumped inside as soon as the Gates were opened. He looked around and made a beeline towards the left, away from the rest of his team. He came across some freshly made tracks and followed them to a small ravine, where he heard voices and quietly crouched down and peered through the bushes. "I tell you, this whole thing sucks!." "Can we talk later? If someone hears us, we are in trouble. I don't want to get shot while peeing this time." Dante moved forward, cautiously, and came across POSHER & MILKTOASTE, sitting behind a tree and looking around them anxiously. He stood up and aimed directly at Milktoaste. At the sight of Dante, both Posher and Milktoaste froze. Posher jumped to one side, and Milktoaste backed off. Dante took a quick step forward, and smiled at Milktoaste. "Payback's a bitch, aint it?" he grinned. Milktoaste turned around and ran for his life. Dante followed quickly, yelling. "YOU CAN RUN, BUT YOU CANNOT HIDE!!" Dante was fast. He was near Milktoaste in an instant, and pulled the trigger of his Magnum. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! Milktoaste was thrown forward with the sheer impact of the Magnum bullets. He dived, bleeding in torrents, into a huge clump of bushes. Dante stopped and took a long breath, throwing his Magnum away. He watched where Milktoaste had disappeared into, and mumbled something to himself. "This was for you, my friend." (To Be Continued...) |
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Hahaha- that's awesome, bwind!
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(Continued from above...)
DOC FAUSTUS had made a careful plan with another teammate. He knew what he had to do, and he set his mouth grimly for the job. He walked towards the right, pretty certain where his target was hiding. Sure enough, he came across a big boulder at the end where FERRETCHUCKER was sitting, casually looking at the birds. Doc looked around, and took his Magnum out. Ferret had no idea what was going on behind him...he was busy counting the birds. BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! Ferret didnt have even a chance to think. All bullets of the Magnum thumped into his back and he rolled away, howling in sheer pain. Doc threw his Magnum away and licked his lips with grim satisfaction. "And that, my friend, is Faustus law!" he announced to the bleeding Ferret. Ferret had only 4 HPs. He patched himself the best he could and lay back crying in spasmodic sobs, WOUNDED. (Continued...) |
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Too bad for 1 of the Assassins, they apparently weren't that hard to kill. Muhawhaha. |
Ooooo... I like Faustus' Law!
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PAPILLON NOIR heard the shots on her right. She knew Doc had done his job, and it was her turn. Just then, suddenly and unexpectedly, she caught sight of THE RETURN. Return had broken through the bushes, looking for his teammates and he froze upon seeing Noir. Taken by complete surprise, Noir recovered enough to raise her Magnum. Return looked left and right in quick succession, and jumped to one side. Alas, he was a wee bit slow. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! He caught three shots before disappearing from sight. Noir cursed once, and walked over to where Return was. But Return was nowhere to be seen. Noir made a grim, grumpy face, and quickly headed to where Doc was. She soon broke through the undergrowth, and came across Ferret. Doc stood nearby, and silently gestured at Noir. Ferret's crying increased in intensity, and he pleaded for his life. Noir hardened her facial features, and lifted her Magnum. "Don't KILL me...PLEASE," Ferret cried out. "Sorry chum, but you just ran out of luck," Noir replied, before starting to pull the trigger. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! The first bullet caught Ferret on his shoulder and he reeled back. The second one blasted through his chest and he fell backwards, coughing some blood up. The third bullet went through his face, almost ripping it into two. Ferret's lifeless body fell backwards, the blood spraying the forest floor. Noir looked at his body, and dropped the empty Magnum. Doc walked over and put a hand on her shoulder, and Noir looked back at him. Both of them smiled at each other, and turned around. ASSASSIN FERRETCHUCKER IS DEAD!!! (To be continued...) |
Oh man- that was AWESOME! Excelllent work Doc & Noir!
And V- great storytelling, as always! |
I just hope the rest of my team fired.
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NIGHTMARE OF DEATH heard the roars of the Magnum on her right. Just then, some twigs creaked on the bushes to her left. Taking her Magnum out, she moved forward very cautiously. An outline dotted the bushes just ahead of her, and she was surprised to find an easy target for herself. For, THE FLAYED ONE was hiding behind a big tree, surveying all sorroundings on his left and right. Nightmare aimed her Magnum at Flayed's head, and squeezed the trigger rapidly. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! Flayed had a slight ring of alarm in his mind somewhere and moved forward for an instant. He caught the first three bullets straight on his back, and turned around to catch the other three bullets on his chest and stomach. Flayed tried his best to roll away, realising it was futile. Bleeding profusely, he brought his HPs out and started to patch himself. SCOUSE MAC heard the shots away on his left, and hurried forward, the beer in his hip flask splashing around. He quickly came face to face with Nightmare and looked over to where Flayed lay, bleeding and patched up in six places. He looked back at Nightmare, who nodded. Scouse aimed at Flayed, and pulled the trigger. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! He stopped. Nightmare looked questioningly at him as he walked forward to the groaning Flayed, who winced as he took more HPs out. Scouse stood on Flayed's face and took his flask out. "There's nothing better than having a long drink while shooting someone in cold blood," Scouse said to Flayed with a wicked grin, and drank in a huge gulp from his flask. Flayed looked up, a long, thirsty look coming across his aching facial features. "Too bad, mi amigo!," Scouse retorted back with a smile, as he lifted his Magnum again. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! Flayed moaned quietly and fell back, breathing loudly. A weak, bloody hand reached for his HPs as Scouse walked back to Nightmare, laughing maniacally while throwing his empty Magnum away. (To be continued...) |
Wow- that Scouse is one cold dude...
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Flayed knew he was in trouble. He had only 2 HPs left with him and the next fully loaded Magnum could finish him off. Such were the thoughts which raced through his braincells, which went through huge pain spasms from the 12 wounds he had so far. Just then, someone's shadow fell across his face. Barely able to open his eyes, he moved his head in that direction. "I am your savior angel, Flayed," a voice boomed in his ears, as he felt something being stuffed into his HP duffel bag. He tried to open his eyes to have a look at who it was. "Shh, dont try to move. You are too weak. I have put in 7 of my HPs for you," the voice replied. Flayed nodded weakly and sighed. The shadow looked around once, and disappeared. Flayed's mind began racing for the identity of the voice owner, and suddenly, realisation came flooding through his thought processes. Damn, that guy PAUL THE MONK is a real team player, he thought. CHRONOGRL looked around from where she stood. She was sure she heard shots and voices ahead of her but couldnt make out anyone. She decided to move further ahead and saw a thin trail of blood leading into some bushes. She followed it and came across Flayed, lying sprawled across some bushes. He was quiet and breathing heavily, his patched wounds healing themselves. Chrono grinned to herself and coughed once. Flayed's head jerked forward in sheer alarm, and Chrono took her Magnum out. Flayed tried to move further away but couldnt even drag himself one inch forward, and merely turned around. Chrono fired blindly, without aim. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! Three of the bullets tore through Flayed's thighs, two broke through his shoulder plates, while one caught his side. He let out a loud groan of severe pain, as he wrestled to get some HPs out. Somewhere deep inside his mind though, a part of him was silently thanking Paul. (Contd...) |
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Chrono let out a long whistle. It resounded across the Zone and FREAK heard it. He jerked his head to his right and ran across, realising instantly that it was a signal. Sure enough, he was in Chrono's sight, who motioned to him to come over. Chrono pointed to where Flayed lay, looking like a blotted out red Christmas tree with blood oozing out everywhere from his white patched HPs. Freak walked over, his steps rustling over the dry leaves. Flayed heard him, but made no motion of saving himself, other than lift a weak hand. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! All of the bullets thudded in several parts of Flayed's chest and sides, and he coughed up a lot of blood. His last remaining 3 HPs could do little to patch these new wounds, and he was losing blood in torrents. He lay there wincing and groaning in pain, SEVERELY WOUNDED, a part of him praying to the Gods that the remaining Grindhouse member doesnt shoot even ONE bullet into him. The Gods were listening...somewhere... (Final continuation next...) |
Are we allowed to gift healthpacks "To whoever needs it most unless its (this person)"?
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The Return moaned audibly. His wounds were patched but he felt weak. He had 1 HP left, and looked around for a good place to hide. Someone jumped right in front of him, and Return let out a yell of surprise. He realised who the person was and sighed in relief a moment later. ROSHIQ grinned back at him. "I have to look out for myself too, but I can give you one of my HPs," Roshiq said with a smile. "I ll take it," Return replied grimly. Roshiq handed a HP to Return, and ran through the trees ahead. Return knew he wasnt safe yet. A fully loaded Magnum still had every chance of scratching his name out from Battle Royale II. GOREPHOBIA heard quick steps on his right and jumped across the path. He knew someone was ahead of him and he raced ahead, like a bloodhound hot on a scent of a hunt. Return heard steps and stood up, his mind racing. He chose the river and jumped across the bushes to get there. But Gore saw him, and fired blindly. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! Return was thrown face first into the river. He tried desperately to patch himself with the 2 HPs he had, but it wasnt enough. A loud splash sounded near him, and someone yanked him out of the water into the river bank. He was breathing in loud gasps, bleeding like a hosepipe, coughing up huge amounts of blood. The person took a long look at him and took out ONE HP, and patched one of Return's four fresh wounds. Return survived, SEVERELY WOUNDED, and Paul the Monk thanked the stars he could reach him in time with his final remaining HP. His odd decision to save one HP for someone else really benefitted in saving not one, but TWO of his team members. Updated Status report follows next... |
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Detailed Status Report after Hunting Season Outing #4
Ace Assassins Dude Guadalupe - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 15 HPs. Fortunato - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 11 HPs. Despare - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 3 HPs. The Flayed One - Shot TWENTY FOUR TIMES by Team Grindhouse members. Had 14 HPs himself, and was gifted 7 HPs by Paul The Monk. SEVERELY WOUNDED, with 0 HPs. MissMacabre - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. Fit with 9 HPs. The Return - Shot NINE times by Team Grindhouse members. Had 4 HPs of own, 1 HP gifted by Roshiq, and 1 (very timely) donated HP from Paul The Monk. SEVERELY WOUNDED, with 0 HPs. Ferretchucker - Shot NINE times by Team Grindhouse members. Had 4 HPs of own, and none gifted/donated. DEAD, AND MOVED TO THE MORGUE. Roshiq - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. Gifted 1 HP to Return. FIT with 10 HPs. Paul The Monk - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. Gifted 7 HPs to Flayed and 1 HP to Return, saving both's lives and leaving none for himself. FIT with 0 HPs. Killer's Nightmares Rayne - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 8 HPs. ShankS - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 3 HPs. Austin - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 21 HPs. Posher - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. . FIT with 6 HPs. Neverending - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 0 HPs. Milktoaste - Shot SIX TIMES by a Team Grindhouse member. Had 10 HPs of own. FIT with 4 HPs. Murderdoll - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 11 HPs. Disease - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 7 HPs. Bwind22 - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 11 HPs. Team Grindhouse Gorephobia - FIT with 8 HPs. Papillon Noir - FIT with 9 HPs. Dante's Inferno - FIT with 9 HPs. Doc Faustus - FIT with 14 HPs. ChronoGrl - FIT with 9 HPs. Nightmare of Death - FIT with 5 HPs. Scouse Mac - FIT with 9 HPs. Freak - FIT with 9 HPs. OF NOTE :- All Stamina Meters are at 10, except for - Nightmare of Death (09), Despare (09), The Flayed One (09), The Return (at 08) and Neverending (at 08). The Morgue Monalisa (Team Grindhouse) Ferretchucker (Ace Assassins) Have some much-needed rest, contestants. Your new Challenge will be up before Noon EST tomorrow. |
Excellent work, V! Thanks for an exciting story.
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Aww I'm sorry Ferret :(
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you'd think being the smallest target would have helped.
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I also feel bad about Ferret...Even though he wasn't on my team...Poor Ferret:(
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Don't cry for me. I'm up there in the sky, dancing absent mindedly with all of the Ferrets. I am at peace now. But before I leave you all, I feel there is something I should say to my team mates:
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HDC BATTLE ROYALE II - THE FIFTH CHALLENGE
I welcome all 3 groups - Team Grindhouse, Killer's Nightmares and Ace Assassins - to BR II Challenge #5. Since Team Grindhouse and Ace Assassins are running a member short, I have randomly chosen a Nightmare - AUSTIN316426808, who will be sitting out this Challenge. The rest of you have to find these famous genre personalities from the trivia description given below :-
There are 480 points up for grabs in the above challenge. A special BONUS prize will be given to the contestant who submits the FIRST ALL-CORRECT ENTRY. The deadline for sending your entries ends on Friday, 10th April, 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 e.g., "__V__ - HDC Battle Royale II Challenge #5 Answers." You may confer within members of your own team in your quest for the right answers, but 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! |
***INTERLUDE***
Austin looked puzzled at the big, empty circular box kept on his bunker. Just then, a soldier walked in and whispered something to him, and he listened intently. He nodded back, and the soldier left. Over inside the Assassins' compound, Dude faced the same situation, and a soldier walked in the same fashion and whispered something to him. Dude listened quietly and intently, and nodded back to him in agreement. The soldier then walked out. |
And I thought the crossword was tough!!:eek: Poor Ferretchucker! Sad to see you go!!:(
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Bah- I have all the answers already.
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IMPORTANT UPDATE
The Nightmare they call ShankS has been very sporadic since the past 3 Challenges. He has not replied to my PM either. I have a suitable replacement suggested to me by a Nightmare to take his place, and if ShankS does not reply back till the end of this Challenge (or send in his answers), he will be replaced. Just for that, I would like to suggest to the replacement to send me their answers to this latest Challenge #5. If ShankS remains absent till the end of the deadline, the rep's answers will be counted and they will be drafted in place of Nightmare ShankS. LEADERBOARD UPDATE I already have 4 entries sent in to me. And right now... THE ASSASSINS ARE IN THE EARLY LEAD!! |
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