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[mini] inPHALLAMOUS - Game Over! City, Cole, Police , but mostly Coutts Victory!
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Kill calling comes after vote close.
You're checking so that your evil kill won't overlap and be wasted am i rite
Just saw the watchmen again and it was pretty badass.
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You wouldnt be the first one. Actually, I think tehspectre went a couple months thinking it was, untill someone made a point of it not being brain.
Unless the narrator manages to post the narration right as the vote closes.
If you expect Houn to put that much effort in, you don't know Houn.
I don't really expect that, but it would be funny.
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Element Brian
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lol didn't mean to scare ya.
like a grudge against kime means anything.
half the time he eats the day 1 vote.
the other half, someone vig's him day 1-2.
It makes life interesting
Like LIGHTNING!
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Liar!
Why waste a kill on something the village will do for you at the slightest suggestion.
I slightly suggest we kill Kime.
you dont matter, you die tonight.
(OK not really, but shhh.)
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The Lieutenant was back, sealed envelope in hand. She had a ragged, defeated look to her. "It's done, sir. We've got the count... are you sure you still want to go through with this?"
The Chief let out a short laugh. "Haven't much of a choice, do we Lieutenant?"
"No, sir, I suppose not. It's just that..."
He moved gently to cut her off. "Look, I don't like it any more than you, but we've been through this. The mob is going to get blood one way or another. At least this way, we're keeping the suspects safe until we can better investigate their involvement in the blast."
She frowned, and handed him the envelope. "I just want to make sure you have me on record as having been against it."
"The record's been noted." The Chief pulled open the vote list. He stared at it for a long while, before finally giving the order. "Get a few men. Go apprehend this Orange Soda, bring him in for questioning. Bring him in the back, so the mob doesn't see him."
"Yes, sir." The Lieutenant exited the room, and he could hear her barking orders from the hall.
The Chief turned to the stack of resumés on his desk, then his phone. No shows, no callbacks. Damn.
Meanwhile, the Police Officer was on foot, in hot pursuit of a suspect in a red hooded sweatshirt. His heart was pounding in his ears, adrenaline surging. This is what it was supposed to be about; no courts, no red tape, just the Good Guys taking down the Bad. A smile crossed his face; this was the happiest he'd ever been since joining the force.
The suspect rounded the corner into an alley, and the Officer followed. I am the hunter, he thought, and with one smooth motion he rounded the corner, pulled his weapon, dropped to one knee, and fired three shots. The suspect dropped immediately, clutching his leg. The Officer quickly stood and jogged toward him, weapon at the ready. "Reaper Scum..." he said, and took aim at the suspect's head.
Suddenly, a man dropped from above with the force of a bomb, crushing the suspect beneath him and flinging the Officer back into a dumpster. Blue lightning arced all about, making the hairs on the Officer's neck stand. He struggled to his feet, pain shooting through his shoulder; dislocated, probably. He spat blood from his mouth and glared at the man, who was staring down at the wrecked body of the perp. "Who the fuck are you supposed to be?"
The man looked up, eyes hard. "Name's Cole. I'll take care of these hoods; you boys just keep the people safe and out of my way." Cole McGrath jumped up to a nearby drainage pipe, scrambled up, and was gone.
The Officer stood there, a mixture of awe and anger on his face. Finally, the pain in his arm rousing him from his stupor, he walked over to the suspect, and kicked him over to see his face. "Shit," he said. Bending down, he searched the man's pockets until he found a wallet. "Element Brian, 1234 44th St... fuck me." It wasn't a Reaper at all. "Man," said the Officer, "did YOU pick the wrong day to wear red."
Stumbling from the alley, the Officer rounded the corner, still clutching his arm. A small crowd had gathered nearby, staring up at the jumbo screen in the square. The Voice of Survival, a pirate broadcaster, was on the air again.
"Listen up Emp City, Voice is here with some major news for you. I heard from a guy that heard from a guy, that the source of all this shit, that bomb that took out half the Historic District? Turns out it was being delivered by guy named Cole McGrath, who's been going by the alias Kime. Not only did this guy cart a bomb right into the middle of the city, but now we're hearing that he's somehow become a supercharged freak, jumping about the city and zapping innocent civilians with some serious Palpatine-style lightning shit. You see this dude, you stay the fuck away, Emp City; or unload a few shots if you got the bullets to spare.
Voice out."
"Son of a bitch," muttered Police Officer B:L. He was so engrossed with the images on the screen above him, he didn't notice the Dustmen sneaking up behind him; all he felt was the crack of a rifle stock against his skull. It would be the last thing he ever felt.
The List:
Orange Soda, arrested by public concensus
Element Brian, gunned down by Police Officer B:L, then kill-stolen by Cole McGrath
Police Officer B:L, abducted and killed by The Dustmen
A missing persons report has been filed!
The citizens of Empire City currently regard Cole McGrath as a Thug
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Did the world just end?
Or it's entirely meaningless.
Who knows? HOUN!
For B:L it seems to have.
As you probably should be able to guess if you've played the game, gaining a reputation grants me new abilities (best role!). Now I can kill 10 people a night! (I wish haha.)
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edit: spoilered for bigness
INACTIVUS HUNGERS
The following players are on probation for failing to vote:
Fluffy
Azoth
DAY TWO BEGINS NOW.
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