The Game is the marriage of stripcreator and choose your own adventure books. I've created an entire choose-your-own-adventure comic collection on paper. I have all choices and choice consequences mapped out. The entire plot (and its pitfalls and solutions) is now set in stone. It will not change.

Here's how The Game is played:[list][*]First come first serve. If you want to be a Player, declare it. If, for example, you're the fourth person to declare themself a Player, you'll be the Fourth Player of The Game.[*]Once there are 5 or more Players, The Game will begin.[*]The Game Master will post the first comic, presenting the Player with two or more choices at the end of each comic.[*]The Player posts a message telling the Game Master which choice they choose.[*]The Game Master will post the comic that arises from this decision. [*]If the Player dies, their turn is over. The next Player is given the option of continuing from where the previous Player left off, continuing from where they themself left off in a previous round, continuing from the point where their choice first differed from the previous Player's, or starting over completely.[*]If the Player doesn't die, their turn continues and they are again presented with two or more choices at the end of the next comic.[*]And so The Game goes. Players keep making decision. The Game either progresses or kills the Player. [*]There are many ways to die, but only one way to Beat The Game.[*]If The Game is not beaten by the time all Players have had a turn, each Player will be given another turn, starting with the first.[*]The Player that Beats The Game is declared Victor. The Victor will be given the opportunity to be Game Master for the Next Game, complete with title and login.[*]The new Game Master can change the Next Game's rules any way he chooses.[*]The Game Master is always right.[*]Do not speak directly to the Game Master unless it is to declare Playership, make a decision on a choice, or ask a clarifying question about The Game.[*]If you do speak to the Game Master about anything other than these three things, do not expect an answer.[*]Other than those concerning the Game Master, there are no rules concerning conversational posts in The Game thread.[/list]If by Friday evening there are 5 or more Players, The Game will commence.

Who dares challenge The Game?

That might have been a good idea if you had showed up here first and discussed it with everyone instead of just springing it on us. As it stands people just showing up out of the blue trying to start contests tend not to go down too well.

Mmm, um.....uh, wha?

I mean...

Wha?

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I think the word you're looking for is "Ass".

I mean:

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Do not speak directly to the Game Master unless it is to declare Playership, make a decision on a choice, or ask a clarifying question about The Game.

If you do speak to the Game Master about anything other than these three things, do not expect an answer.

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1) Ask first and see if anyone is interested.
2) Stop being such a Nazi.
3) Take it to the correct forum.

Have a nice day.

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How do we know the Game Master isn't one of us regulars behind an alias, rather than a new interloper?

And DexX, thanks for the typo fix in your sig.

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Fuck this noise.

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Reg or not, this is still a completely misguided approach to the idea, IMHO.

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boorite has accused me of being this guy. I'm not.

I'm sticking with ProgressQuest.

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If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have no luck at all. D'OH!

I wasn't serious. I was just trying to offend you.

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Cum-guzzling arse-jockey, maybe. But Game Master? That's going a bit far.

I apologize. Calling you the Game Master wasn't even funny. I mean, it's one thing to tell you to go fuck your mother, you retarded towelheaded pederast, but I really did go too far with that post. Please accept my sincere regrets.

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Heh....

What in the fuck are you talking about?

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

I don't think I fully understand why you would want to make such a silly rule.

Due to recent events in this thread, the correct forum has changed.

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My love for you is like diarrhea, I just can't hold it in. -Weird Al Yankovic

I think this is an interesting idea, though I understand why people were put off by the presentation. GM, why not try again in the Contests forum? I'll volunteer to be the first player.

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The what mentioned above is total fiction. Please don't take it seriously!

I'll volunteer to wander off rambling about squid.

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MY ANUS IS BLEEDING.

Sweet god, coming back to these forums after like, two months is like visiting my old high school after two YEARS.
Who ARE all these new people, and what are they doing with my socks?
And why aren't you all looking at my comics?

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

I echo what evil_d was saying. Sign me up as Player 2.

And DragonXero... QUIT DICKING AROUND!

Do you think that the Game Master has no feelings? Or is it simply that you enjoy making the Game Master cry?

In reality, you just don't care, do you? You don't care about the Game Master's feelings or how hard the Game Master's life has been. Do you think it's easy going through middle school with the name Game Master? Sure, I was picked first in the lower grades - "Pick Game Master, he must be good!" But the other children quickly realized my name was a fraud. They continued to pick me first, but to mock me. "I'll take Game Master. He sure is a Master of the Game, that one."

My loneliness through my required schooling was nearly intolerable. My first year at the uni, I decided to get a fresh start, and vowed to pronounce my name Guh-me-ma Ster. The plan backfired, however, when I the boys started calling me Gay ma-Master, and eventually Stuttering Gay. Those names bothered me less, so I would happily have lived with them, but my muh-ma was quite distressed, sure she would never be the grandmother to master Masters. For her sake, I revealed to all the true pronunciation of my name. If the hell I experienced in my required schooling was bad, oh how much more so was uni in the aftermath of this revelation! True, Physical Recreation, Compettitive Lawn Bowling, and Pocket Billiards may not have been the best choice for classes, but I was young and foolish!

And so I erected my wall, whose strength is such that no insult may pierce it, no mockery erode its smooth surface, and no indecency crumble its marble. And my life continues as such, sun up to sun down, and then again. And then again. And again, and again, and again.

And when once, just once, I come out from the wall, try to share part of myself, I am assaulted with such foulness, I am quickly forced back in. But when you licker-of-bovine-undercarriages hurt me, you also hurt yourselves. For every snub thrown will eventually hit its thrower. (Much like a boomerang, if that helps you visualize it.) And every evil born, will milk from the teet of its creator. (Not so much like a boomerang.)

These things do not apply to you, D of Evil, and Goodman Drexle. You both are quite kind.

Maybe too kind.

What is your game!

My apologies. I am not well in the head.

I'll leave you now, never to return. But mark my words, mark them in large letters(but no little hearts dotting your i's. And no cursive, please. That is harder for me to read without my spectacles. Also, if you're one of those people that crosses their 7's, please don't do that either. I'm not planning on my words having a 7 in them, but I thought I'd cover all the bases. That is, the words you are to mark should not have any 7's in them. It would be quite silly of me indeed to assume I will never use a 7 again! My financial account would never get balanced correctly, now would it! Plus, my favorite number unfortunately happens to be 7. What were I to do if someone asked me my favorite number? Be a mute, or lie to the poor unsuspecting bastard? And what if I wanted to go to the village butcher and request 7-pounds of pig's feet, as I am prone to do? Am I to only buy 6 pounds and feel my belly rumble? Or am I to buy 8 pounds and have the other pound crammed in crawl space, buried between sofa cushions, submerged in kitty litter, and under my nails? I think not! So I beg you! Please don't cross your sevens!), and mark them well:

All work and no play makes Jack quite the bore! (For that to work, you must assume that you take an interest in Jack. Assume Jack is an old chum, maybe. Or a sick puppy you are nursing back to health. Though, in point of fact, if Jack were a sick puppy nursing back to health, you would want to make it very clear to him that he should engage in neither work nor play. Rest is all a sick puppy needs!) So, now that I can safely assum (Sorry to interrupt, just wanted to clarify my last remark. By "Rest is all a sick puppy needs", I didn't mean to imply that sick puppies somehow create their own food and oxygen. (Wouldn't that be something though!) If you don't feed the sick puppy you are nursing back to health, you will have a dead puppy. Similarly, if were to hold a sick puppy's snout closed preventing airflow - dead puppy. Sick puppies require food and oxygen. As a matter of fact, all puppies do. That said, don't come crying to Game Master if you starve or suffocate your sick puppy.) So, now that I can safely assume you take an interest in Jack, let me again state my words, for my own peace of mind. You're remembering to mark them, right? Got a pen? Pencil's fine.

All work and no play make's Jack, a person you take an interest in, quite the bore!

Obi?

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Did you hear something?

Dorkrod?

The Game Master will never again forget his insignificance. The Game Master will never again forget that the Player and The Game are all.

Jesus Christ, God forbid someone new tries to start something he (quite erroneously) thinks is fun. I've seen half-starved wolverines saunter up to bloody and helpless prey in a more leisurely manner than you people lashed out at this new Game Master person.

...Especially since with 2 posts, 0 comics, an articulate writing style, and an apparent feel for how things generally go around here, it's quite obvious that this person IS one of the "regulars" with a new name.

Damn. I'm glad this is a forum post, and not a public meeting, or I never would have gotten the blood off my favorite shoes!

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