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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by Tsunade » Mon Feb 18, 2019 11:49 am

I can't wait to see what ironhide writes :lol:

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by OrangeRKN » Mon Feb 18, 2019 12:13 pm

Personally I'm most excited for the Ironhide ending

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by Ironhide » Mon Feb 18, 2019 2:56 pm

How long do we have to write our endings?

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by OrangeRKN » Mon Feb 18, 2019 3:03 pm

By the end of today pls

No pressure though doesn't have to be long

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by Clarkman » Mon Feb 18, 2019 3:16 pm

Submitted my ending. Fulling expecting Ironhide to win it all. :wub:

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by Ironhide » Mon Feb 18, 2019 4:56 pm

Submitted my masterpiece.

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by OrangeRKN » Mon Feb 18, 2019 5:01 pm

Two /very/ different portrayals of the modroom so far :lol: Just Jen to go and I'll post them all up!

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by Jenuall » Mon Feb 18, 2019 5:15 pm

Sorry, not going to get a chance to write mine until this evening - will try not to be too late with it!

Looking forward to seeing the different angles we go for!

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by Dannie Lennox » Mon Feb 18, 2019 5:58 pm

Clarkman wrote:
OrangeRKN wrote:This is all... surprisingly gripping and dramatic :lol:

We're now in the finale. Clarkman, Jenuall and Ironhide should now all post their own ending to the story in which they alone survive to claim the GRail. Once all three are posted, we as the audience will vote for our canon ending and the winner of the game.

I'm excited :toot:


Can I make a suggestion? So we're not influencing each other's stories, why don't we send them to you and you can post them 'anonymously' at the same them, then let the audience vote on a 'winner'.


Is this possible though? Won't their stories be written so as to explain how the others fail and they specifically succeed? Unless the names are all redacted, we will know whose is whose anyway.

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by Hulohot » Mon Feb 18, 2019 6:32 pm

Cant wait to see the endings.

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by Karl_ » Mon Feb 18, 2019 6:34 pm

Genuinely really looking forward to the endings. :D

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by OrangeRKN » Mon Feb 18, 2019 8:21 pm

Years of Username Limbo wrote:
Clarkman wrote:Can I make a suggestion? So we're not influencing each other's stories, why don't we send them to you and you can post them 'anonymously' at the same them, then let the audience vote on a 'winner'.


Is this possible though? Won't their stories be written so as to explain how the others fail and they specifically succeed? Unless the names are all redacted, we will know whose is whose anyway.


Yeah it won't be anonymous when posted but it means none of the three stories will have influenced each other at all

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by Ironhide » Mon Feb 18, 2019 8:43 pm

Tsunade wrote:I can't wait to see what ironhide writes :lol:


Expect bitter disappointment.

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by Clarkman » Mon Feb 18, 2019 10:12 pm

OrangeRKN wrote:
Years of Username Limbo wrote:
Clarkman wrote:Can I make a suggestion? So we're not influencing each other's stories, why don't we send them to you and you can post them 'anonymously' at the same them, then let the audience vote on a 'winner'.


Is this possible though? Won't their stories be written so as to explain how the others fail and they specifically succeed? Unless the names are all redacted, we will know whose is whose anyway.


Yeah it won't be anonymous when posted but it means none of the three stories will have influenced each other at all


You're right of course, Dan. Hadn't realised the error when I made the original suggestion.

Hope we get the endings before I go to bed!

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by Jenuall » Mon Feb 18, 2019 10:25 pm

Ending submitted...

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by Tsunade » Mon Feb 18, 2019 10:37 pm

Ironhide wrote:
Tsunade wrote:I can't wait to see what ironhide writes :lol:


Expect bitter disappointment.

Yay can't wait!

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Finale*
by OrangeRKN » Mon Feb 18, 2019 11:04 pm

Presented in the order received...

CLARKMAN'S ENDING

“Here’s your pass,” Clarkman says to Ironhide, handing over the extra Lock as they step onto The Way of Scotticus.

Immediately, the staircase begins moving automatically upwards, with the steps disappearing behind them, leaving a sheer drop back into the graveyard below.

“I guess there’s no turning back now,” says Jenuall. “The Gecko said that the password to the Mod Room was something ancient – something that had been with us all along.”

“And Steve warned that the GRail was the only thing keeping the kingdom active,” says Ironhide. “He suggested that the peace it would bring could ruin everything.”

“Look, I think we’re nearly at the top,” says Clarkman.

At the top of the escalator, the group was see a magnificent golden gate, adorned with a giant crest of arms – the familiar Pacman and Space Invader, and at the centre, a round, serious face, with an outstretched finger, pointing.

“That symbol,” says Jenuall. “I recognise it. It was in the prophesy from the bumped thread. The message which led us on our journey.”

“The Way of Scotticus,” ponders Ironhide, as they reach the gates. Through the bars they can see through to the other side – bathed in golden light, there’s a plinth in clear sight. Atop the plinth, what looks like a box, in Christmas wrapping paper. “Do you think – could it be? On the gate - could that be Captain Scotty himself? The Scotty of our ancient prayer?”

“The prayer! The prayer must be the password!” Clarkman says.

The three pilgrims hold hands and in one voice, say their prayer – remembering those who they have lost along the way:

There are no wolves among us,
No fools of gooseberry hue.
We rip in peace and heartache,
In memory of you.

So better seven than eight,
What goes on toast does stay.
To ten more years of trolling,
Let Scotty point the way.


The gates immediately swing open, without sound.

The pilgrims take a tentative step forward, into the Mod Room. There’s an eerie quiet. The room is almost empty, save for a pinboard on the far wall, and the plinth at the centre of the room.

On the pin board, the faces of the damned, with red crosses struck through them – the permanently banned members of GRcade, with reasons in small text beneath each.

“Jesus,” says Clarkman. “We really went through a big goatse phase.”

“And look!” says Ironhide. “There’s Vesp, that awful grinch.”

“Guys, I think we’re delaying the inevitable,” says Jenuall. “One of us is going to have to open that present. The GRail must be inside.”

“It must have something to do with Christmas,” says Ironhide. “Maybe the GRail guarantees you get Denster in Secret Santa!”

“Maybe it gifts you new Nintendo hardware before it automatically goes out of stock!” says Jenuall.

“If no body else is volunteering, then I will open it,” says Clarkman, stepping forwards, and hesitantly peeling back the wrapping paper.

“I’m nervous,” says Ironhide. “We’ve been through so much.”

As Clarkman lifts the lid of the package, a familiar booming voice fills the room: Yippee Ki-Yay mummy strawberry floater!

Inside the box, Clarkman finds a list of five numbers.

“Guys,” says Clarkman. “I think I know what this is. I think this is why Steve said it would kill the forum. These numbers – they’re the most important debate in the kingdom. I think these numbers at the true ranking of the Die Hard films.”

“Let’s have a look,” says Jenuall, taking the paper out of Clarkman’s hand. “Well this is clearly wrong. They’ve got the top two in the wrong order.”

“You’re an idiot,” Ironside says, looking over his shoulder. “It’s the second and third ones which are in the wrong order.”

“Don’t call me an idiot,” says Jenuall, shoving Ironhide backwards. “You’re the idiot.”

“You don’t want to mess with me,” Ironside says, grabbing fellow pilgrim by the neck and pulling him to the floor.

“Stop it, both of you!” shouts Clarkman, keeping his distance.

The two friends grapple on the floor, throwing punches and rolling around, creeping back towards the gates. Before either of them notice, they’re at the edge of the way of Scotticus, teetering.

“Be careful!” Clarkman begs, stood by the gates.

But it is too late. Jenuall and Ironhide slip over the edge, falling down to the graveyard below. Clarkman can only watch as they fall like Hans Gruber – a look of despair on both their faces.

Clarkman pulls himself away before he sees them hit the ground, and returns to the plinth, where the GRail lies crumpled on the ground.

“Steve was right,” Clarkman says to himself. “The GRail is too powerful. It would destroy us to share the one true order. I will remain here as its guardian, until such time a sixth film is released.”

THE END?


IRONHIDE'S ENDING

Our three intrepid adventurers hurriedly climb the staircase leading to the Mod Room and are confronted by a huge steel door with a small electronic alphanumeric keypad mounted on the wall next to it.

"I guess we need to enter the password" mused Jenuall, "beefburgers?" said Ironhide, unaware of the fact that the password ha long been changed. "No" replied Clarkman, "the gecko said we needed to use a far older password to get in here". "he said it was something we would know" added Jenuall.

Minutes passed as the three wracked their brains trying to think of what the gecko might have changed the password to, when in eerily perfect unison, the trio uttered the words "Wally John Blacks", before bursting into laughter at the memory of the antics of the legendary Denster. Clarkman was the first to the keypad and began to type in the ancient phrase with a grin on his face.

"INCORRECT PASSWORD" boomed an unnecessarily loud voice, "sorry, had the capslock on" said a slightly embarrassed Clarkman as he re-entered the password. "ACCESS GRANTED" came the response as the vault door rumbled open and the trio stepped inside.

The mod room was an interesting sight indeed, the walls were covered in posters of anime schoolgirls, a bank of now broken monitors sat upon a large wooden desk and there were several display cases full of videogame memorabilia and figurines of yet more anime schoolgirls. "looks like Staydead's bedroom" muttered Ironhide under his breath.

In the far end of the room however, the decor was far different, ancient looking tapestries were hung either side of an equally ancient looking altar upon which stood a strangely familiar looking object.

The three adventurers approached the altar to get a closer look at what must surely be the object their long and arduous journey had led them to.

"What the actual strawberry float?" shouted a clearly angry Jenuall, "thats what we've literally been killing ourselves to find?" added a weary Ironhide Clarkman began to chuckle which gradually became maniacal laughter as he saw the object before him... Upon the pedestal stood a pint glass engraved with the words "Larger, as in the drink Larger".

The End.


JENUALL'S ENDING

Clarkman, Ironhide and Jenuall take a brief moment to gather themselves, the shock of losing another of their group so close to the end was another hard pill to swallow.

Looking up toward the heavenly staircase they steel themselves for what they know may be their toughest challenge yet. Clarkman gripping hard onto the lock and mallet within his pockets, as if trying to channel their power directly into himself, Ironhide briefly closes his eyes, lips moving silently as if reciting an ancient verse to lend him strength. Jenuall, the most intelligent, athletically built, and possessing of a beauty that none before or since would ever match, clenched his chiseled jaw as if to say "bring it on."

The group began their ascent. "Any thoughts on what the last challenge might involve, I'm petrified of what we might face!?" Clarkman asked, breaking the somewhat uncomfortable silence that had seemingly taken hold over the three friends.

"Hah, tis but the Path of Scotticus, an interesting name for a challenge no doubt but it holds no fear for one such as I" Jenuall responded with the confidence of a man truly without equal, "The Gecko mentioned it in connection with the password so a simple deduction indicates that must be the key to passing the test." Jenuall continued with astounding intuition, once again demonstrating his famed and unique skills at deducing simple solutions to complex problems.

"Good point Jen, I don't know what we would do without you!" Smiled Ironhide, almost in awe of his exemplary comrade.

"Fear not my friends, with me by your side we will see the GRail before the end of this day" Jenuall gave Clarkman and Ironhide a pat on the back, like a master patting his faithful pet dogs.

As the continued along the staircase they could see faded plaques on the wall, clearly put in place to commemorate great moments from the kingdoms past: "StayDead gets hay fever", "Gary Neville's Phone Number", "How much for the box?". Passing what would be the final plaque, "Towel Guy" the group reached the end of the stairs and walked out onto a small rectangular landing.

"Is this it?" Asked Clarkman looking to see if there was anything else at the top of the stairs, "A bit underwhelming after everything we have been through to get here isn't it". He was not wrong, before group stood a single, somewhat uninspiring looking wooden door. The words "Mod Room" were scratched into its surface, seemingly by means of a crude implement such as a screwdriver or perhaps a butter knife.

"Well Clarkman, sometimes things don't need to look impressive to be of value" responded Jenuall, looking down at his companion, "you of all people should know that! Also often when it comes down to it you have to accept that people don't have the time to make things as impressive as you might have wanted them to be, and that is nobody's fault - as I'm sure everyone will agree."

"Quiet! I hear something." Ironhide interjected as a shuffling noise could be heard from within the Mod Room and a small intercom built into the frame crackled to life.

"P....s...d p....e, y.. h..e th... at..s re..in..g" a muffled voice requested, the words of the speaker hard to determine through the low quality of the interface through which it was received.

"What was that supposed to be?" Clarkman asked, not understanding the voice from with the Mod Room. "I told them to upgrade the bloody software on this place years ago! As be spoke a giant glowing hammer emerged from the door and with a truly hideous act, squashed Clarkman on the spot!

"What the hell!" Cried Jenuall and Ironhide! "Clarkman!"

"Pa...sw..d ple..e, y.u h..e tw.. at..s re.ai..g" came the voice again, sounding more insistent this time.

"What do we do Jenuall, Clarkman was destroyed before our very eyes?!" Ironhide wailed, looking to his far braver and generally more impressive friend.

Before Jenuall could respond to his frail companion the hammer returned and sent Ironhide into oblivion.

The voice crackled thtough the intercom once again, this time slightly clearer, "Passw..d plea.e, you h.ve one at.mpt remai..ing".

It was a request for the Mod Room password, Jenuall had worked this out straight away, but he also knew that telling his friends would not have saved them. This was the final challenge, the Path of Scotticus and with his razor sharp intellect Jenuall had already deciphered its meaning from the moment he heard its name - there are some challenges that are tackled without others, some doors and thresholds which cannot be crossed with friends or colleagues by your side for support but which an individual must face alone. The final challenge is one which none of us can prepare for and which we must simply walk tall and enter into solo.

Jenuall closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

" strawberry float it " he whispered.

The door opened, an incredible light shone from within and Jenuall stepped inside.

Lights flashed, images bent and twisted all around Jenuall, explosions like fireworks could be seen everywhere he looked, it was big, bright and above all, impressive. Like the CGI budget of a whole phase of Marvel movies being blown all at once. A voice spoke in the darkness but its words were impossible to comprehend, each sound seeming to come at once.

No sooner had the images and voice entered then they disappeared, Jenuall found himself suddenly back in the heartland of GRcade, GRail in hand and crowds gathered cheering around him.

"HOORAY, THE GRAIL IS RETURNED!" The crowds chanted, lofting Jenuall into the air.

"But what happened to the others who set off with you?" A forumite asked.

"My fellow GRail hunters were lost on the journey, their sacrifice shall never be forgotten," Jenuall raised his voice to address the whole crowd, "Let all the people for GRcade never forget this day and the losses we suffered to return the GRail- OrangeRKN, Somebody Else's Problem, Drumstick, DarkRula, Quantum Name, Clarkman, Ironhide, Karl, mic, and Hulohot, legends all and names that shall be etched into GRcade lore for eternity. May each and every one of the RIP in peace."

The speech was incredible; touching, rousing and as perfectly pitched a piece of Oscar bait as you could ever conceive.

"But Master Jenuall, what does the GRail do, surely you must have learned this on the quest!?"

"A voice spoke to me when I crossed into the realm of the Mod Room, but though I know it passed great knowledge onto me and the keys to the mystery of the GRail were part of that, I cannot comprehend the all of what was said. Only two parts of the message is clear to me:"

The power of the GRail will only awaken in the chosen Era


"I sense this tells of a further quest required to unlock the GRails secrets and true potential. A quest that I shall not shirk the responsibility of" Jenuall continued.

"What was the second part of the message that you understood Master, what did that tell?"

"The second part was a warning, and why we will need some time to prepare for the quest:"

IT'S DANGEROUS TO GO ALONE!


Three finales, all very different and all very entertaining - but there can only be one canonical ending to our tale! Post to vote for your winner, the deadline is 9pm tomorrow!

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Vote for the winner!*
by Clarkman » Tue Feb 19, 2019 12:03 am

Love the variety. Well done to everyone and thanks to the audience for spurring us on. I agree that compiling all the narrative into a new thread to reach a wider audience would feel good.

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Vote for the winner!*
by OrangeRKN » Tue Feb 19, 2019 7:47 am

My vote goes to Clarkman, not only an excellent ending but consistently good storytelling throughout

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PostRe: STORYTELLERS a forum game *Vote for the winner!*
by Frank » Tue Feb 19, 2019 8:31 am

Do we post in the thread to vote or PM for a surprise reveal? :shifty:

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