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I know I'm dead, and shouldn't be posting (and I almost never do), but you guys are mean. This game is a rip off of my game and you off me night 1? Not cool.
The white man was too dangerous to keep alive, the town knew. But they weren't quite sure how to kill him. He seemed to shrug off huge amounts of damage, getting up again without seeming to care. How do you kill someone like that? One of the town’s people came up with an idea, and even though he didn't think it made sense, he knew it would work. He charged forward, and threw his shoulder into the savage man. He was knocked backward, whereupon he fell off the cliff that he happened to be standing upon. Why the townie had thought that only gravity or spike could kill this man, he wasn't sure. But why question something that works?
Beardo Deluxe is dead. He was Kratos the Ghost of Sparta (Serial Killer/God of War), whose only goal was to kill the god of war, and anyone else who stood in his way.
The townspeople congratulated one another, but it seemed the day was not done. A shining figure descended from on high, a brightly glowing sword in his hand. He moved with purpose in one direction, when suddenly he was blocked from sight by many small blue creatures, all with different features but being small, blue, and round. They were all making strange noises, but they all seemed determined to stop this celestial figure from reaching his target. The being lashed out with his wings, sending each and every one of the creatures, all of them disappearing from sight, but it seemed their effort was enough, as the beings target was no longer in sight either. The being seemed confused, but sheathed his sword, spread his wings, and returned to the sky.
Truffle Shuffle is gone from the game. But she is sure to turn up again.
Night 3 begins now. You were good about getting in your actions last time, so lets try to keep that up, 'kay?
Ok, I have absolutely NO IDEA who Truffle is supposed to be, or what game she is from, nor can I decipher the strange post restriction that she seemingly has.
But, I think in her above posts, she is trying to say what I just noticed, which is that we have already seen the SK killed. It was the dude from God of War. Is it possible to have 2 SKs? I haven't seen it in any games I can recall, but I suppose it isn't out of the realm of possibility...
Also, I am happy to go along with the majority right now, so I will vote for Sky as well. However, I have to say this: I am too tired and lazy to check back to see who started the lynch on Sky, but if we waste another day on this guy and the lynch fails AGAIN, I say tomorrow we go after whoever started the lynch train today.
The monster had been hidden from the world by five seals, each seal linked to one of his minions. But his minions were no more, and the seals were all shattered. The Lord of Terror walked the earth, scorching the ground wherever he went. The various characters knew that he had to go, but they were unsure of how to destroy something so powerful. They advanced all the same, before a voice called out.
"HOLD!"
A shining figure descended from the sky, his wings spread wide. Pointing with his naked blade, he intoned in the direction of the mighty beast.
"Diablo! I banish you back to the burning hells!"
So saying, he cast his blade, sending spinning end over end, plunging it into the breast of terror incarnate. The monster roared in pain, flames licking around his mouth, as light erupted from his wound. There was a bright burst of light, and his smoking carcass fell to the ground.
SkyKushryd is dead. He was Diablo the Lord of Terror (Final Boss Mafia/Diablo I and II), the final, final boss.
The boy stalked his prey. Sure, he could be something more productive, but he was bored, and the bird made such funny noises. He swung his sword, striking the bird, causing it to go sailing through the air, making clucking noises. He struck it again, and again, just enjoying the sounds that the bird was making. After a bit of this, he looked up. It seemed that the clucking had gotten louder, or more rapid. Suddenly he realized that it wasn't just one chicken giving voice, but an entire flock. These chickens were ####ing pissed!!!!! Chickens came from every direction, pecking at him, and everyone else they could find. It didn't do much damage, but it made it impossible for anyone to get anything done. It was not until a rooster crowed as the sun rose that the angry fowl dispersed.
Night 8 is over, everyone was blocked, and no one has died. Day 9 begins now.