FG: Gladiator VI - sign up

[duke o' york]

Originally posted by DrSpike
Proposal: Some people wont like this, but I think we have enough games for seeding to be a good idea.

Proposed.

1: Doctor
2: Theben
3: SC
4: Drogue

How's about:

1: Tehnbe
2: SC
3: Drogue
4: Jamski

[Ljube]

Why don't you join?

[duke o' york]

Go on then. Just once.

I'm going to be pretty busy at work this week so can we have the 48 hours so that I need only send one order to cover the weekend, and can then send another order on Monday that will squeeze into the next 48 hours.

Cap'n Ducko Flint be reelin into the arena, almost knockin Polly Femurs off his shoulder as he be staggerin about, wonderin why all these people be shoutin at him. Be he burnin down the bog roll warehouse again? No, not after the last time. Ne'er mind, I be showin these scurvy dogs a thing or two.
Drawing his cutlass, the drunken pirate burps unceremoniously in the direction of the judges, and waits to see what will happen next.

[DrSpike]

Welcome.

[Kassiopeia]

Welcome aboard, Duke, one more and we can start considering start-up.

[duke o' york]

Sheep said he'd play. Isn't that 8?

[Ljube]

Yes it is. You missed Sheep, Kassi. We can start immediately!

[gjramsey]

Go for it!

[DrSpike]

Game on.

We need to all post stats.

[Kassiopeia]

Yeah, you could do that before I start the game thread proper.

[J Bytheway]

OK, I'll go with Jack the Knife - formerly thief, latterly assassin and most recently trying his hand at the Gladitorial arena, fighting with a cloak and dagger (and a hefty dose of dexterity ) (W10 A10).

[Ljube]

I'll change my name to Emperor Commodus and use the following stats:

Hellslayer W 20
No armour A 0

[Drogue]

/me ponders, then puts on his medal, and walks towards his ceremonial chamber, to put on his old armour and sword. He would be ready for whatever faced him this time...

W 9
A 11

[duke o' york]

That's a pretty big medal, with A11 Drogue.

Cap'n Ducko Flint unsheathes his cutlass (W8) and brandishes it at random, nearly getting himself an early victory by doing so. Instead, he falls over his armoured wooden leg (A12) and nearly squashes his trusty parrot in the process.

[Drogue]

The medal isn't the armour, the medal is the one I received when I won the competition

I'll try and find the little backgroudn I wrote for the first one, as I can't remember the name of the armour