Subject: . . . Oh, what the heck, a fight to the death sounds nifty.
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Posted on: 2018-12-15 04:06:00 UTC
I'll nominate the Detective to fight in my stead, though, since I'm not feeling particularly like swinging any punches. Jack deserves a chance to sit this one out, though. Maybe comments from the peanut gallery.
Onwards, fictional minions! Conduct brutal, bloody combat for my personal amusement!
It's been over a year and a half since last time, and since it looks like no one is stepping up yet... how's about I give it a go?
Rules are simple - volunteer up to four of your own Agents and, in the event our cap isn't reached, some potential NPCs, too. Once I've got everyone, the simulation will begin, and our tributes will battle to the death in glorious holodeck combat to avoid any actual lasting damage!
Permission isn't strictly required, but it is encouraged. Regardless, it's vaguely expected that there be brief interviews explaining why your agents have volunteered themselves for this and - after each day - another short thing where they vaguely react to what they've done.
Now, then. I mentioned a cap. Only a grand total of 48 agents or agents-to-be will be accepted into the sixth season of the PPC Hunger Games. This is for my own sanity just as much as it's for ease of function; acceptance is first come, first serve. Get your places before they're gone!
As of writing this, there are still thirteen empty slots. Since I want to give everyone a fair chance to volunteer the agents they want, I've not been filling in the additional "if you need more people" tributes. But since replies seem to be slowing down, I've come to a decision so this isn't postponed indefinitely:
As of 6:00 PM EST tomorrow, the secondary volunteers will be added. This will, as before, be first come, first serve - that is, the earlier they were given up, the more likely it'll be that they actually get in. Unless I find someone I just especially want to write in, in which case I declare that I'm running this and therefore get to take pleasure in having some specific names that make me smile. I'm sure everyone knows how that goes, and if you decide you don't like it... okay I'll probably change it if you come tell me it made you mad.
All 48 slots have now been filled. Now - to make a few final tweaks to the events list so it's not boring and get to writing the first day!
. . . seeing as I've barely given him any screen time so far!
—doctorlit
Why am I entering? Come now! Surely one of HQ's premier gamers needs no particular reason to enter a game?
. . .
Aaaaaah, well. Perhaps I am . . . curious? To see how a carbon copy of me would end up faring against others in Headquarters. I am, after all, a wizard in-name only, thanks to my original fanfiction's wording. I . . .
. . .
I look forward to seeing how a wizard with no magic can manage to survive.
((This is a character I've had little opportunity to get on-page. He appeared in the second story at this link, and at this link.))
((—doctorlit))
If so I'll be sending Agents Theo and Cinnabar in. Let's set this place alight!
Theo is a Mandalorian Bounty Hunter from Star Wars: The Old Republic with a perchance for setting things on fire.
Cinnabar is a RWBY Huntress leader of an original team I made up (COPR pronounced Copper), with a love of setting things on fire.
Did I mention they'll be DoGA agents? (once I find a mission for them)
Then, as promised, my entries:
1. Jacques Bonnefoy ("wizard!Jacques"). 25 year old wizard of Scottish and French parentage from a Potterverse fusion. Mortal.
2. Jacques Bonnefoy ("Canon!Jacques"). 150+ year old immortal human from the 51st century, aka the one you can find on the wiki.
3. Jacques Bonnefoy ("EPC!Jacques"). 150+ year old immortal (and immoral!) human from the 51st century, aka the one from the the Mirrorverse who wears a lot more black.
4. Jacques Bonnefoy ("Young!Jacques"). 21 year old human from the 51st century. Very recently a Time Agent. Mortal.
Because the joke that my entry would be four versions of Jacques was made, and I found the idea of actually doing it hilarious. Enjoy? :D
~Z
Jacques, why have you chosen to enter the Games?
Wizard!Jacques:"Stress relief?" /smiles/ "I just thought it might be a good way to meet new people." /looks to the side/ /dryly/ "Of course, I didn't bank on three of them being myself..."
Canon!Jacques: "Well, plenty of other people seem to be doing it. I thought I'd give it a go too, since it's all in the holodeck." /winks/ "I'm mainly looking to make alliances...how about with you, gorgeous?"
EPC!Jacques: "Let's get something straight--I work alone, when the options include you. You may be immortal, but you're weak. And I'm looking at this as a...training exercise. Of course, most of the other contestants have counterparts in my world...which bumps my answer up to 'stress relief' as well, I should think." /smirks/ "Or maybe...payback."
Young!Jacques: /side-eyes EPC!Jacques/ "Yeah, I'm just out for a good time, here. We run the sim, see how it goes, then go out for drinks at the end." /winks/ "I know the drill. Hey, any chance we can use aircraft in this? You might not know this about me, but I'm especially good in the air."
...let's save us all the embarrassment and go to one of ours. Or all of ours. We've got all the time in the world...
Seung-Li Kim, Lilac Mauveridge, Salvo, and Velociripper!
Same two agents-to-be as last time, CSF Officer Larkus Grun and Turff-Croft A.K.A. Curff the Sorcerer. Last time I got sidetracked by a six hundred mile road trip after the first interview, hopefully this time I'll actually get to stick with it.
Larkus: "Hey, why not? It's a competition, it'll be fun! Last time I only made it to day four, but I'll do better this time, I've been practicing."
Curff: "Ordinarily I would be quite content with only one entry into this contest under my belt, but given my lackluster performance in the last tournament and my failure to provide the interviews I promised, I feel duty-bound to make a second attempt. Though I do hope my elimination will not be quite as... brutal, as it was last year." *glances uneasily at Zeb*
Derik and Gall want in for sure. If you need extras, you can throw Caprice and Shimon into the mix, as well.
I may not be able to reply much in the next few days, but I'll try to keep up with it while I'm on vacation.
~Neshomeh
I volunteer Kaitlyn and Selene as tribute, and if there's room after that, I'll throw Morgan and - why not? - Dafydd into the mix too.
Can't wait!
hS
I'll toss Apecian and Michael into this one and hope they can get somewhere. It'll help me get back into the swing of things. Maybe. ... Very maybe.
You know what? Just in case you need a few extras, I'll toss in my DH character, Animus, and his partner, Dilx'Sav'Te'Rin (who may or may not be in disguise for this). Just in case. :P
(Assuming there's a Monitor representative hiding somewhere, they can feel free to ask questions. But for now, why they're participating.)
Apecian: "Well, for one thing, it gets me out of missions while I'm in it." Grins. "Oh, who am I kidding? I'm in this because it sounds like it'll be a blast! Since nobody's actually getting hurt, I can really cut loose and see how I do in an arena like this!"
Michael: Smiles slightly. "Apecian was rather enthusiastic about entering and asked me to join too, and I thought I might as well."
Animus: "My reasons are my own."
Dilx'Sav'Te'Rin: "Well, I don't know much about what these are, but everybody was really excited about these games, so I thought I might as well sign up! From the way everyone was talking, it sounds like it might be fun."
Kat isn’t allowed her ymbryne powers as that makes her way too OP.
Edward: I’m treating this as a training exercise. If I can survive half of HQ then I can survive any Sue, however powerful.
Kat: That and you want to be bloodthirsty without causing any actual damage. Anyway, I’m only joining to support Edward. Not expecting to be much use with my sub-par fighting skills, but anything’s better than endless Suefics.
Marina gets a chance to continue her little vandetta with the PPCHG staff, Richard a chance for more training in really extreme situations.
Farah Tahar, Crossovers (hani): "Well, we've had a few close calls recently, and I figure I could use some combat practice. I hope."
Kkukttak[1], Crossovers (kif): "I could use this to prove my worth, and also to learn more about other agents and how they fight. I should sign up."
Taq, Mary Sues (Tolkienverse orc): [just a bit after the sign-up deadline] "Hey, hey, can I still get in, please? This sounds like a good time!" (In other words, toss him in if you need more people)
Peregrin, Mary Sues (Human, Anathem-verse avout): [several days after the deadline, while checking email] "Oh, the Henger Games are being organized again ... Huh, must have not noticed. Oh well. No time right now anyway." (That is, he's not in)
- Tomash
[1]: Please note that, since I'm not sure the apostrophe that used to be in his name was canonically possible, it has been replaced until I check
I'll chuck in old mates Finch and Bingle and, if you need more, I suppose, Ninetwo and Anne, as well.
Bloodshed! Murder! Kill them! And a good riddance!
Bingle: 'But, when I am through with this competition, they will need to rename it to the "Extremely Well-Fed Games"!'
Finch: 'Bingle-s been trying to teach me how to cook, so, of course, his first bloody idea is to enrol me into a massive cooking competition. Oh, good God. I can-t imagine how this situation could reveal itself to be any worse.'
Anne: 'Finch and Bingle are acting like we're going to be cooking. Everyone else is acting like we're all going to murder each other. I haven't done murdering or cooking in a while. I'm up for either.'
Ninetwo: Events like these are, I believe, incredibly important for building camaraderie among co-workers, boosting, as a whole, productivity and cooperation among an organisation. I believe it is my responsibility to help, in any way, this goal. For the sake of my co-workers, and the PPC as a whole.
Umm. I also miss the brute violence of External Security. A little. Not much. Or, um, a lot. But not much.
If those are allowed from literally whos, then throw Amber into the thing and may the odds be ever in her favor.
The Aviator and Zeb are always my first nominees, of course. :P If you end up needing more agents to fill slots, feel free to drag in Ix and Charlotte, and Lorson and Dax, but I'll leave that open for other people to sign up first.
The Aviator: Honestly, I would have preferred to stay in the RC with Elanor, but Zeb begged and pleaded and I couldn't say no. Let's see if I can get myself eliminated quickly from this thing.
Zeb: Hey, it'll be good for you to get out of the RC and knock a few heads together.
Ix: I don't like this. I actually feel kind of sick—wait, four Jacques-es?
Charlotte: I don't expect to even come close to winning, especially since this will be my first time participating as a human, but I'm still going to give it my best shot.
Lorson: *flips off the camera*
Dax: *winks at the camera* I'm just here to have fun, really. I'm not going to give it my all—it'd hardly be fair—but I figure this will still be an enjoyable training exercise regardless of what happens. Good luck, everyone! And Jacques, Jacques, Jacques, and Jacques—I'll see you in the arena.
I'll nominate the Detective to fight in my stead, though, since I'm not feeling particularly like swinging any punches. Jack deserves a chance to sit this one out, though. Maybe comments from the peanut gallery.
Onwards, fictional minions! Conduct brutal, bloody combat for my personal amusement!
I would like to volunteer my one and only agent, Ce'rana of Borune.
"Allow me to make it entirely clear that my participation was not my idea. It was my partner's. However, I cannot say it will not be fun. The best of luck to all my fellow competitors."
Septimus: "I haven't had a good hunt in ages. This should be fun."
Alex: "Of course I had to play. A chance to cut loose and have some real fun? And to get my partner stuck in it? How could I refuse?"
And I shall send... Thoth, O'course!
"I am simply... intrigued. I see no need to curb my curiosity."