Twg Ii - Resident Evil: Incarnation
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Name changed from Freak83Toronto Join Date: 2003-03-13 Member: 14484Members, Constellation
Name changed from Freak83Toronto Join Date: 2003-03-13 Member: 14484Members, Constellation
<div class="IPBDescription">Day Four -- Humans win</div> <span style='font-size:15pt;line-height:100%'>IT IS NOW NIGHT ONE, NO POSTING.</span>
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<i>Mantrid</i> stood in the large room of the United Nations Security Council, standing against the wall looking around the room. Fifteen other people filled the room, no-one talking – everyone looked as confused as the next. <i>Mantrid</i> had been called in here by the United States; he was a secret agent – one of the best ones in the United States. So who were all of these others?
“Gentlemen” said an old man who just walked in the room. “Welcome to the United Nations.”
Several people nodded at this statement, still not knowing why they had been called here. The man seemed to understand this, as he addressed this next. “My name is Greg Young, and we have an international problem on our hands. Are you familiar with the incident that happened in 1998 near Racoon City?”
Most of the group nodded, the events of the T-Virus crisis was well known throughout most of the world by now. <i>im lost</i> however stared blankly, this news in Djibouti obviously hadn’t reached him yet. Greg sighed at having to explain the story, “Alright, back in 1998 there was an accident in a research facility near Raccoon City. The corporation known as Umbrella was experimenting with something known as the Tyrant Virus. This caused deceased humans and other creatures to have some sort of activity in their bodies. They were known as zombies.”
<i>im lost</i> looked very lost at this statement. Greg continued – “Eventually they infested the entire Racoon City with this virus, the United States had no choice but to destroy the entire city and everyone within it. Umbrella of course was forced into bankruptcy as the United Nations cut off their funding.”
“I’m surprised the government didn’t cover this all up.” Said <i>Swiftspear</i>.
“The media was surprisingly quick reporting this.” Greg said.
He looked around the room where everyone was watching him now. Interested in what the UN had in mind. “You may be wondering what you have been brought here for, now what does everyone here have in common?”
“Who knows, no-one said anything before you arrived.” <i>Isamil</i> pointed out.
“We all work for the government, I imagine most of us work for our secret societies? If not some other high level agency?” <i>Condizzle</i> asked.
“Correct, fifteen of you are amongst the top agents your countries have to offer.” Greg stated.
Everyone looked confused at this, there were sixteen of them. “We asked your countries to send us their best, they did. Fifteen of you are highly trained agents, Djibouti sent us their best police officer.” <i>im lost</i> gave an appreciative smile and a small wave at these words.
“Now, let’s get down to business.” Greg said with a stern face.
“Finally…” <i>Chrono</i> muttered.
“As mentioned before, the Umbrella corporation was disbanded after the incident. This is what we believed. A couple of nights ago a local police station in northern Ontario received a phone call from an elderly couple who were visiting their cottage. They claimed that there were <i>things</i> roaming around outside. They described them to the police as hideous and like nothing they had ever seen before. The conversation was interrupted by screaming, the phone was dropped and the residents of the cottage were terrorized. Everything soon went silent, and the line was dead. When police investigated the scene, the couple’s bodies were found. Body parts had been torn out, like they had been eaten. They recognized the bodies to be attacked in the same way past Umbrella related victims had been attacked. They immediately contacted the United Nations.”
Finishing his story, there was a short pause before <i>Comprox</i> spoke. “So… what happened, why are there still zombie’s and things around? And why in Canada?”
“Our theory is that a number of die-hard Umbrella fans or past employees managed to escape from Raccoon City area, and using International Law’s deportation rules as a protection, escaped into Canada to continue their research. Their motivations are unknown, and this is a matter of International security. We have prepared a helicopter to take the sixteen of you into northern Ontario to the location where we believe they are operating. You will leave first thing tomorrow morning. You have a long day ahead of you, I suggest you get some sleep.”
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Alright, this is how our Resident Evil themed story begins. I will now be assigning the roles to all of the players; expect a PM shortly with further instructions. I will remind everyone that roles are <b>completely randomly generated.</b> In case you’re wondering if someone who played in the last game and had a special role can have a different special role again this game, or the same one, the short answer is – yes.
Upon your PM’s I will need one back from the Seer, Guardian, and Wolves. If you have any questions feel free to contact me in the IRC channel which will now be locked (the password will be included in your PM). No showing any other player any information between yourself and me.
Lastly, the IRC is going to be slightly different this game. When you die you will not lose voice in the channel. You will be allowed to continue speaking as long as you do not discuss the game at all. You will still be subject to the penalties of cheating if you do.
Good luck and have fun!
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<i>Mantrid</i> stood in the large room of the United Nations Security Council, standing against the wall looking around the room. Fifteen other people filled the room, no-one talking – everyone looked as confused as the next. <i>Mantrid</i> had been called in here by the United States; he was a secret agent – one of the best ones in the United States. So who were all of these others?
“Gentlemen” said an old man who just walked in the room. “Welcome to the United Nations.”
Several people nodded at this statement, still not knowing why they had been called here. The man seemed to understand this, as he addressed this next. “My name is Greg Young, and we have an international problem on our hands. Are you familiar with the incident that happened in 1998 near Racoon City?”
Most of the group nodded, the events of the T-Virus crisis was well known throughout most of the world by now. <i>im lost</i> however stared blankly, this news in Djibouti obviously hadn’t reached him yet. Greg sighed at having to explain the story, “Alright, back in 1998 there was an accident in a research facility near Raccoon City. The corporation known as Umbrella was experimenting with something known as the Tyrant Virus. This caused deceased humans and other creatures to have some sort of activity in their bodies. They were known as zombies.”
<i>im lost</i> looked very lost at this statement. Greg continued – “Eventually they infested the entire Racoon City with this virus, the United States had no choice but to destroy the entire city and everyone within it. Umbrella of course was forced into bankruptcy as the United Nations cut off their funding.”
“I’m surprised the government didn’t cover this all up.” Said <i>Swiftspear</i>.
“The media was surprisingly quick reporting this.” Greg said.
He looked around the room where everyone was watching him now. Interested in what the UN had in mind. “You may be wondering what you have been brought here for, now what does everyone here have in common?”
“Who knows, no-one said anything before you arrived.” <i>Isamil</i> pointed out.
“We all work for the government, I imagine most of us work for our secret societies? If not some other high level agency?” <i>Condizzle</i> asked.
“Correct, fifteen of you are amongst the top agents your countries have to offer.” Greg stated.
Everyone looked confused at this, there were sixteen of them. “We asked your countries to send us their best, they did. Fifteen of you are highly trained agents, Djibouti sent us their best police officer.” <i>im lost</i> gave an appreciative smile and a small wave at these words.
“Now, let’s get down to business.” Greg said with a stern face.
“Finally…” <i>Chrono</i> muttered.
“As mentioned before, the Umbrella corporation was disbanded after the incident. This is what we believed. A couple of nights ago a local police station in northern Ontario received a phone call from an elderly couple who were visiting their cottage. They claimed that there were <i>things</i> roaming around outside. They described them to the police as hideous and like nothing they had ever seen before. The conversation was interrupted by screaming, the phone was dropped and the residents of the cottage were terrorized. Everything soon went silent, and the line was dead. When police investigated the scene, the couple’s bodies were found. Body parts had been torn out, like they had been eaten. They recognized the bodies to be attacked in the same way past Umbrella related victims had been attacked. They immediately contacted the United Nations.”
Finishing his story, there was a short pause before <i>Comprox</i> spoke. “So… what happened, why are there still zombie’s and things around? And why in Canada?”
“Our theory is that a number of die-hard Umbrella fans or past employees managed to escape from Raccoon City area, and using International Law’s deportation rules as a protection, escaped into Canada to continue their research. Their motivations are unknown, and this is a matter of International security. We have prepared a helicopter to take the sixteen of you into northern Ontario to the location where we believe they are operating. You will leave first thing tomorrow morning. You have a long day ahead of you, I suggest you get some sleep.”
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Alright, this is how our Resident Evil themed story begins. I will now be assigning the roles to all of the players; expect a PM shortly with further instructions. I will remind everyone that roles are <b>completely randomly generated.</b> In case you’re wondering if someone who played in the last game and had a special role can have a different special role again this game, or the same one, the short answer is – yes.
Upon your PM’s I will need one back from the Seer, Guardian, and Wolves. If you have any questions feel free to contact me in the IRC channel which will now be locked (the password will be included in your PM). No showing any other player any information between yourself and me.
Lastly, the IRC is going to be slightly different this game. When you die you will not lose voice in the channel. You will be allowed to continue speaking as long as you do not discuss the game at all. You will still be subject to the penalties of cheating if you do.
Good luck and have fun!
This discussion has been closed.
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It was 6:00 AM, bright and early as the military helicopter carried the agents past the United States – Canadian border and began to fly through Ontario to their destination. It was an odd assignment for all of them. Most were used to working within their own borders, and certainly not with so much ethnicity between their colleagues. So far, everyone had been silent in the helicopter trying to make ends meet in this situation. <i>Abra</i>, the Denmark agent was the first person to speak. “So pilot, where exactly are you taking us?”
“The only large place satellites have picked up in the area, it’s an old carnival house that was used as a Mafia hideout back in the forties. They Canadian government eventually caught wind of it after there were some deaths. They deemed the place too dangerous and it hasn’t been touched since. Well until now at least.” The pilot explained over an intercom.
“Fun environment we’ve got here, a freak-house filled with monsters.” Said <i>Catalyst!</i> chuckling.
“Do not worry my friend, I have been trained well in <i>Israel</i>. Nothing will go wrong.” Assured <i>wnn</i>.
The group continued to casually chat as they flew to the house, it didn’t even take an hour before the helicopter landed in front of the main door and its passengers disembarked. It was 6:58 AM. “I’ll return for you when you signal me to come.” Said the pilot to everyone, who was now in front of the house.
“Stay near by, we’re keeping the heavy artillery inside the helicopter. We’ll be traveling light.” Said <i>Mantrid.</i>
It was true, no-one carried anything heavier than a pistol on them and spare ammunition. “Let’s move in!” shouted <i>Renegade</i>.
The sixteen agents walked towards the door of the house, but stopped as <i>im lost</i> said “Hold on just a minute, I’m not facing these things with just a pistol like you fools. I’m getting myself a better weapon.”
With that he ran to the helicopter and went inside to get a semi-automatic weapon. “It’s 7:04, we should have been in already.” Said <i>Quaunaut</i> who was big on punctuality.
Before any more was said there was a loud noise and a huge explosion as their helicopter was engulfed in flames, blowing the pilot and <span style='color:red'>im lost</span> to bits.
“God damn…” said <i>RobbyC</i>.
“Police officer down.” Said <i>Comprox</i>.
Startled, the group was silent for a moment before <i>Chrono</i> spoke. “That thing could have blown at any time, the chance of it going right then and there taking one person down was not random. I do believe we have Umbrella spies within our group.”
“We don’t tolerate traitor’s or spies in Sweden, the remaining of us are the best of the best. We can figure out who is a spy, let’s find out who it is and kill them.” Suggested <i>ZupiCo</i>.
Everyone nodded, they would have to use their experience as agents to decide who to kill from here.
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It is now Day One. Day One will end at <b>6:00 PM EST on Saturday February 12.</b>
Instalynch is at <b>8</b>.
Here are some last minute reminders which were posted at the start of TWG I as well.
<b>- The roles are completely randomly generated
- The roles you may have in the story are also completely random. If you base your votes off anything that happened in the story you are VERY FOOLISH
- Put your votes in BOLD or else they will not count
- If you die you may not post or give away information anymore
- No editing your posts for any reason, double/triple post if you have to
- You may change your vote at any time as long as instalynch has not yet taken place</b>
Players still left in the game:
ZupiCo
Ice9
wnn
Swiftspear
Comprox
BadKarma
Condizzle
Chrono
Petco
Isamil
RobbyC
Quaunaut
Renegade
Mantrid
Abra
Lastly… on Friday I will be going up north for the weekend to my aunt’s chalet, I will have internet access there and be able to post the story. But the internet is 56k, I will not be on IRC over the weekend and obviously will not be able to be as active. I’ll be back noonish on Sunday.
Compared to last game he is redicuously quiet this game, which seems suspciously wolflike, expecially since the wolfs were all quiet last game. Karma, get in the game and I'll change my vote, but I'm not letting anyone slip under the radar this game, least of all the people who by character should be active and loud.
Right now I shall vote for <b>Chrono</b>, he just is rubbing off on me the wrong way right now.
hehe
I feel that way too, I'm incapable of coming in under the radar in this game <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/sad-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->
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sorry about the edit <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/sad-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->
crap, I'm terrible at this game, I forget the rules every ten seconds <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/sad-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->
/me rubs comrpox a little more <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo-->
ill be going with swiftspear and voting for <b>badkarma</b>
i forgot to mention ive been sick today and ill probably still be sick tommarow so i might not be on IRC much
Question: Are there three werewolves or four?
Answer: There are three werewolves.
<a href='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=87935&view=findpost&p=1374187' target='_blank'>Link</a> to the post where I asked this question. Two posts down, Freak83 answers it.
Go with the flow? Were you watching last game? Humans won by the skin of their teeth because we kilt humans off. I was guilty of it too, so I vote for <b>Petco</b>.
I'll post my vote when I get home from school....
sorry, but iam just confused - someone have to get this.
will see when we get some more info.
Until people come up with a more valid reason, I think people are just kinda jumping on the bandwagon since it's not them being killed.
I'm not voting until I actually have evidence against someone (not to say that you all don't).
btw, the reason Day One is set for so long is because it's going to be way to unpredictable where I'm going to be tomorrow at what time. Saturday at least I can be fairly sure I'll be around if the day doens't end with instalynch.
True, but who should we vote for? Until more evidence comes up, the only thing we can do is to vote randomly. I'll change my vote as soon as I get some kind of evidence. (Or not change, depending on what kind of evidence I get. <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wink-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->)
the only reason i vote for you is because you are the closest to my votes im basicly trying to get some one to get more votes then me i do not feel like dying in the first day
sorry its nothing personal and i have no real evidence against you if you have evidence against some one else PM it to me and ill gladly change my vote