Universalis 1
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Story so far: link
Players (listed in turn order): EvilCat, Neonwhite, GiacomoArt, davina_small
Содержание
Components
Tenets
- Naval adventure.
- Lovecraft-esque horror. (Details, 2)
- Pseudo-historic setting of Elizabethan time. (Details)
- Moral choice between sin and virtue.
- No supernatural facts or components can be introduced into the game until there are 3 or 4 characters marked with "sympathetic" trait. (Details)
- No interrupts.
- Try to challenge only such details and/or in such way that preceding text wouldn't have to be overwritten.
- If a player doesn't act on his turn for a day, the next player can take the turn for free, or any other player can take it for
1. - Refresh rate for each scene based on the number of players who get refreshed: 12 for 2, 8 for 3, 6 for 4, 5 for 5 or more.
- When newly created Components are introduced to the Scene, Events describing their discovery are free.
Scene #1: Sea Battle
Scene #2: During the Storm
Framed by EvilCat
Components palette:
| the Caribbean Sea | Storm - {{#replace:sinister, supernatural, violent, heavy rain (x2), howling winds, - }} |
Spanish galleon - {{#replace:cannons, huge|, | - }} |
Pirate sloop - {{#replace:cannons, agile|, | - }} |
| Master component: armed sailor - {{#replace:melee weapon, wheellock pistol|, | - }} |
Nicole Tissot, pirate queen | Galleon's crew - {{#replace:armed sailors, crew|, | - }} |
Sloop's crew - {{#replace:armed sailors, crew, experienced, great teamwork|, | - }} |
| Sharks - {{#replace:a slew|, | - }} |
Will Bowyer, seadog | Ship's boys #1 and #2 |
Scene #3: Separated
Framed by GiacomoArt.
Components palette:
| Tropical beach - {{#replace:along an inlet, clear blue sky, littered with flotsam|, | - }} |
Nicole Tissot, pirate queen - {{#replace:French, red hair, cruel, off-hand dagger, strong spirit, sympathetic character, sore, tired, thirsty|, | - }} |
Santiago, former prisoner - {{#replace:recently betrayed, nightmare and sense of foreboding, has saber, has wineskin|, | - }} |
Coconut palms - {{#replace:a patch|, | - }} |
| Coconut thief crab - {{#replace:large, holds a coconut|, | - }} |
Barrel |
Scene #4: Isle of Teeth
Framed by NeonWhite.
| Isle of Teeth (N) - {{#replace:sinister reputation, reefs and rocks surrounding|, | - }} |
Will Bowyer, seadog (N) - {{#replace:armed sailor, experienced navigator, disrespects Alano|, | - }} |
Men (N) - {{#replace:disrespect Alano|, | - }} |
Alano, biologist (E) - {{#replace:wounded, lucky, disrespected by sailors, fascinated by dog things|, | - }} |
| Master component: Dog things - {{#replace:ugly, nasty bite, fact: unknown species|, | - }} |
Small rowboat (N) |
Coin count: EvilCat - 
12, NeonWhite - 13 GiacomoArt - 12, davina (currently inactive) - 25 .
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Neonwhite
New coin count for Neonwhite: 25 - 12 = |
Meanwhile, a couple of miles away, Will Bowyer was having trouble convincing his men to moor the small rowboat in the quiet inlet.“Curse you blasted cowards! I don’t care if this is the cursed home of Lucifer and his host of Demons. You will follow orders and land this boat or I’ll drown each and every one of you like the rats you are!”
Uttering “Deus, adiuva nos!” (God, help us!) and with many fearful signs-of-the-cross, the crew pull hard against the waves, maneuver the boat up to the rocks and secure the bowline. The men clamber out and take stock of the lush island surroundings.
Will pointed to the high cliffs overlooking the ocean to the East. “We’ll make for that outcropping, tend a watch fire and wait for rescue. A couple of days at most by my estimation and we’ll see another merchant ship. Don’t you lads worry yerselves. Those stories are naught but wives-tales told to frighten children.”
As he lead his small band of men into the forest, Will sought to reassure himself. He too had heard the sinister tales about the “Isle of Teeth”, named for the vicious reefs and rocks lurking just below sea level on most sides of the island. All of his considerable skill had been needed to safely pilot the boat through those teeth on on to dry land. The stories were superstition and fear and easily dismissed in the bright light of day, but a small doubt gnawed away in his mind.
The sun rose high in the sky as the men forged further inland, seeking a clear path around to the top of the cliffs. They moved in single-file, at times struggling against the close vegetation.
Alano had been having trouble keeping up all morning. The gash in his thigh ached and the strip of cloth he had wrapped around it was now soaked with the deep crimson colour of his blood. Will pursued a relentless pace and Alano fell farther and farther behind…
Neonwhite 12:08, 19 April 2009 (UTC)
EvilCat
12 - (3 + 4 + 4 + 1) = 0. Oops, no coins %) |
Not accustomed to a life of danger, Alano had enough trouble keeping from what sailors would call "whining". He knew that compared to them he was a weakling, they knew it as well, but at least the facade of mutual respect held things together. He paused once more to give his leg a rest and promised that this time he will ignore the pain, catch up with sailors, keep pace...
When a hairy, dog-like head appeared from one of the trees, he didn't believe his eyes. A part of his brain decided that it's too much, and so Alano stood breathless and motionless while a grinning beast silently approached him.
A loud bang of a pistol freed him from this stasis. The dog creature was lying a few yards away; its left eye, where the bullet entered the skull, was a bloody mess. A scent of burned powder spread in the air. Sudden rush of thoughts swarmed Alano's mind, as if trying to dominate his will: "What species is that thing? The powder got wet, it wouldn't have ignited. I think I screamed. Is it canidae or felidae? Is it even carnivora? Did I almost died? Is it edible?"
EvilCat 15:07, 19 April 2009 (UTC)
