Overall rules
- The game will last 10 rounds, each of which consists a writing round and a voting round
- Players may enter and play at any point in time, there is no registration required
- Have fun with this game - the story is the star more than the players. Just keep it within Site Rules.
Round: Game over!
Phase: Moral of the story
Deadline:
22nd May - Sunday 19:00 EDT
Leaderboard:
| Player | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | total |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Bellaphant | 1+1 | 3+3 | 0+1 | 0+0 | 2+3 | 2+1 | 0+0 | 2+3 | 2+3 | 0+1 | 28 |
| Save the Dragons | 3+3 | 1+1 | 1+0 | 2+0 | 1+1 | 0+1 | 0 | 0+1 | 1+1 | 2+3 | 22 |
| Aronis-xx | 1+0 | 0 | 3+3 | 0+1 | 3+3 | 0+1 | 1+0 | 0+0 | 1+0 | 17 | |
| Cheery Dog | 0+1 | 2+1 | 2+1 | 1+0 | 0+1 | 2+0 | 1+0 | 2+1 | 0+1 | 16 | |
| pirate mollie | 0 | 0+0 | 1+0 | 2+0 | 1+0 | 0+1 | 2+3 | 1+1 | 0+0 | 0+0 | 12 |
| Radja | 1+0 | 2+0 | 0+0 | 2+3 | 0+0 | 1+0 | 1+0 | 10 | |||
| TheBreeze | 0+0 | 0+0 | 0 | 1+0 | 2+0 | 2+0 | 1+0 | 2+0 | 2+0 | 9 | |
| xofelf | 2+0 | 0+0 | 0+0 | 2+1 | 0+0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 5 | ||
| Nyalite | 0+1 | 0+1 | 0+1 | 0+0 | 1+0 | 4 | |||||
| Ircher | 1+0 | 0+0 | 1+1 | 0+0 | 0+0 | 0+0 | 3 | ||||
| Axxle | 0+0 | 0 | |||||||||
| animorpherv1 | 0 | 0 | |||||||||
| ForWhomTheJellyRolls | 0 | 0 |
The Story
After a long, arduous trip, several scummers arrived at the bus stop and they turned around and heard, "It's you!" The scummers turned to see a large man in a trench coat, rifling though the jacket to pull out something he treasured dearly. The scummers felt their expectations drop significantly when he pulled out only a crinkled, yellowed piece of paper, until the most astute amongst their party realised, "It's a map". The scummers hurried toward the man to get a better look at the map, hoping that it would lead them to something important. It didn't. The scummers blinked at each other: they'd just come out here to solve the mystery of the disappearing tigers but they weren't expecting this disappointing encounter with a stranger who seemed to know them. The disappointed scummers sadly turned to get back on the bus, but were stopped in their tracks by growling from the bushes. ”Lions and tigers and bears - oh my!” As the unknown voice spoke, Mollie's head whipped up: she was sure she knew the speaker, even though she couldn't for the life of her fathom why they'd be here, of all places. Mollie blinked into the weirdly vivid sunlight, thinking she didn't remember her surroundings look this way a moment ago, certain a moment ago there were more scummers, that the pillars infront of her had been bushes. "It's okay, pirate mollie, you were having another hallucination...shhh...don't worry, there's no such thing as Mafiascum," the tiger in a doctor's lab coat said as he locked the door to her cell for the night.
Moral of the story "ilu all"
