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| If Words Were Weapons; An Oratory Showdown (Debate) | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: May 10 2014, 05:42 PM (260 Views) | |
| Hellstaxcollector | May 10 2014, 05:42 PM Post #1 |
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Sir Psycho Sexy
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(Rules are simple. It's a debate, no killin' or violence, time limit is two weeks without a post at the most, winner decided by grader, as well as rewards, Showdown with LD!) Konstantin sat idly in the middle of Drogiye Mosko. Though he was sat down on a small bench, it's centuries old paint peeling as it had been for years, life went on... Or at least it did for a citizen of Mosko. For the outsider, things may of seemed grim. Sickly, thin citizens that appeared to have a single facial expression of terror on their faces, though for someone who had been living in the modest town for the past few months, it was the norm. Especially when someone like Konstantin was in town for no reason at all. Though today he wasn't dwelling on how he was going to be rid of anyone, he wasn't worrying over food shortages, or anything of that sort. Konstantin was pondering his own boredom. Before the bombs dropped, life had been bland, though there was plenty of ways for him to entertain himself. There was his old records, a nice game of chess with a neighbor, even the occasional debate with one of his more politically inclined acquaintances. That was what he missed the most. Debates were a treat for Konstantin, being able to argue with a man or woman with a similar intellect and understand of the world was something he never got to do in the wasteland. Konstantin definitely wouldn't be able to do such a thing with one of the denizes of Mosko. Either out of fear, or simply because Mosko was traditionally a farming town, and most of these people weren't interested in that sort of thing. Then again, Konstantin never probed them with such questions. What do you think comrade? It wasn't something he asked often. Maybe it would be good to give them a chance to tell him what they think. Talk to them a bit. Konstantin rose from his position on his bench, and approached one of the few Red Guards that stood sentry about the town. The man looked at Konstantin and stood up straighter. "Comrade," Konstantin began, "Call an assembly." "May I inquire what for Commisar?" Konstantin shrugged tiredly, "Tell the people that I am holding an open challenge day for debates. Winner receives a prize from the Casino Vaults." "Yes sir." |
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Konstantin Zinoziev - 3.4.2.10.10.2.9 - Level 3 William Bateman Todd - 7.8.5.4.7.4.5 - Level 1 | |
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| lonesomedrifter | Jul 20 2014, 05:53 PM Post #2 |
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Sexual Magneto
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Edward wandered into Mosko at the peak of mid-day. He had been wandering for a little over a fortnight and had yet to find any other settlement of interest or stumble upon anything the vast empty expanse of the desert to interest him. Edward had been educated in politics from quite a young age by his father, who was Mayor of his previous town. He was also taught in the art of public speaking and debate, but he rarely got the chance to use these skills practically. When he heard mention of a debate in the casino and of a prize it perked his interest. He did not expect something like this to take place in the wasteland. This place was full of surprises. Fairfax arrived in main open area of the casino several minutes later. A small crowd made up of citizens on the town had gathered to watch the debate take place. A small wooden stage had been erected in the main room for the purpose of the debate. Two chairs sat on opposite sides of the stage and at the front were several guards. A small area to the side had been sectioned of with some velvet rope from around the casino. A sign beside it read, 'Competitors.' Edward shuffled through the small crowd of farm-hands and nodded to the guard holding the rope to let him in. Edward didn't find anything unusual about the town so far. The people were a little down-beat but that was the norm in the wasteland. He looked over the small area in which he stood; thinking over possible points, and found that it was almost empty. Edward shrugged to himself. He had heard of this town before from caravans and knew enough about the town to hold his own. He slicked back his hair and wiped the dirt off his suit and prepared for verbal warfare. |
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Edward Fairfax The III Level: 2 SPECIAL: 3.7.3.9.7.8.3. Armour:Crude Post-War formal outfit, Breaking Bad Chem Suit Weapons: The Phazer, Lead Pipe, Golden Glory (Tier 1 GC Revolver) Inventory: Courtroom Lunch, Afterburner Gum, Bricklayer's Fan Package Rebecca Delacroix Level: 2 SPECIAL: 7.8.4.8.4.4.5 Armour: Duster Coat Weapons: Homemade Shotgun, Hatchet Perks: Guardian Angel Misc: Medicine Bottle (Mixed), Blonde Wig +15 BT Reputation | |
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| Hellstaxcollector | Jul 24 2014, 02:56 PM Post #3 |
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Sir Psycho Sexy
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A deathly quiet fell over the crowd as hushed whispers of a challenger spread like wildfire. Konstantin smiled at the man. He was honestly pleased to find that someone in this town had the testicular fortitude to step up to his oratory challenge. Not only that, but Konstantin didn't recognize this man. A newcomer was almost as welcome as a challenge. Now he knew that this man wouldn't be a weak knee'ed pushover. Or at least he had the benefit of the doubt. From his place on the stage, Konstantin stood and approached the man. He extended a ghoulish rotted hand and smiled. "It is good to see someone in the wasteland has their wits about them. No doubt you are a man of words if you enter a competition of such." |
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Konstantin Zinoziev - 3.4.2.10.10.2.9 - Level 3 William Bateman Todd - 7.8.5.4.7.4.5 - Level 1 | |
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| lonesomedrifter | Aug 1 2014, 03:06 PM Post #4 |
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Sexual Magneto
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Edward looked up to the stage to see his opponent. A ghoul, slightly taller than Edward, dressed in a fine suit. Patches of white hair were littered across his melted face and thin, wrinkled smile broke out from his lips. He walked across the wooden stage towards him, the thick thud of each footstep ringing out over the silent crowd. The ghoul stopped in front of him and extended a thin rotting hand, the bone almost visible. Edward shook it warily, catching the ghoul’s eye. Edward returned the ghoul’s smile with one of his own, attempting to coax his confidence out of its hole. “Thank you sir.” Edward said with a nod. “I assume that you are my opponent. I hope to give you a fun and fair debate mister…?” |
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Edward Fairfax The III Level: 2 SPECIAL: 3.7.3.9.7.8.3. Armour:Crude Post-War formal outfit, Breaking Bad Chem Suit Weapons: The Phazer, Lead Pipe, Golden Glory (Tier 1 GC Revolver) Inventory: Courtroom Lunch, Afterburner Gum, Bricklayer's Fan Package Rebecca Delacroix Level: 2 SPECIAL: 7.8.4.8.4.4.5 Armour: Duster Coat Weapons: Homemade Shotgun, Hatchet Perks: Guardian Angel Misc: Medicine Bottle (Mixed), Blonde Wig +15 BT Reputation | |
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| Cewebwalz | Nov 20 2015, 01:06 PM Post #5 |
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Henshin a go-go baby
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LD wins, as HTC managed to mangle the time limit by over a year. LD's reward includes,
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Jesse Winters - Penitentiary Pugilist 8(+2).5.7.5.5.8.4, Level: 4 -HC- Grace Van Vliet - Indie Incinerator 5.7.7.5.5.4.7, Level: 3 -HC-
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