Traitor Game 29... IN SPACE!

[Tommy]

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…



Emperor Palpatine stood in a storage room in his Star Destroyer, a storage room where the wall paneling was ripped out, wires hung from the ceiling, the floor was torn up. Most of the room was taken up by a series of pads lain out in concentric circles. All around work crews were hurriedly fixing various electronic equipment while a few scientists over saw them.



The great and terrible Emperor walked up to one of several military personnel overseeing the entire operation. “Keller,” he said with a rasp and smiling cruelly, “how goes the testing?”

Nervously Keller shifted from foot to foot, “Sir, we’ve successfully completed the test series… but this technology…sir.”

The smile vanished from Palpatine’s lips, “Yes, Keller?”

“Sir, well… it’s—it’s so advanced, we’ve never seen anything like it. We don’t even really know how it works. There could be dangers we aren’t aware of sir.”

“It does not matter how this technology works, nor where it comes from. All that does matter is that it works. Have you input all the coordinates for our subjects?”

“Sir, yes, sir. But, sir, we haven’t tested the mass nor the distance that is required sir!”

“Keller,” ]Palpatine said sternly, “this technology is absolutely guaranteed to work, now bring my subjects to me.”

Nervously Keller walked to the nearest terminal, and with a few quick key strokes the sounds of heavy machinery filled the room. The pads on the floor began to emit bright white light.

Suddenly a klaxon sounded, Keller screamed at the Emperor, “There’s a power surge! A powersurge!”

His computer exploded, followed by several panels in the walls, showering sparks around the room. “Did no one install a circuit breaker?” Keller screamed. All around him scientists and work men ran trying to find cover.

Palpatine simply stood, rooted in his spot. He looked almost content.

Just as quickly as the light filled the room, it faded. And on each of those pads stood a person.

Palpatine addressed the assembled, “Hello, welcome to my spaceship.”

[Tommy]

HOW TO PLAY:

ROLES
Roles are assigned by the host after the Sign-Up Thread is closed, but before the first kill.

Traitor--A character working to kill off members of the larger group. When more than one Traitor is included, each one works with the other to determine who dies and by what means.

Agent--A person in this role is allowed one guess per round to determine who is a Traitor. This is done by PMing the host of the current game. The results of their guess (whether they guessed correctly or not) are revealed in-thread. There will be two agents working independently of each other.

Vigilante--A force for the side of Good, the person in this role works to kill who they think is a Traitor. Every few rounds, the person in this role kills instead of the Traitor(s).

Inquisitor--This role has existed since the third game. A non-player appears and has the players he or she suspects plead their innocence.

GUIDELINES
NPCs--Non-player characters (or NPCs) should be limited. An NPC is any character included in the game that is not on the list of players. There are plenty of characters with which to interact, so NPCs aren't really needed for that purpose. NPCs can also be disruptive, depending on what they do. If you want to use an NPC, make sure it's for a good purpose. If you're unsure whether or not to use one, PM the game's host.

God-Moding--No god-moding. Can the host really enforce that? Not really. But people will complain and you might be held in contempt. It is definitely not recommended to go against this guideline.

Communication--If you suspect you know the identities of Traitors or Agents, do not contact them privately for any reason. If you are an Agent, please do not reveal classified information after death or via any means but openly in the game thread. In general, anyone can talk to other anyone else for purposes of coordinating stories or story elements or even to discuss the game.

Quoting--Some people have complained in the past regarding people quoting whole posts when responding to just a portion of it. It unnecessarily clutters up the page and sometimes makes it difficult to follow your train of thought.

The Rounds

1. Each round will start with a kill, followed by voting. All Players must Vote each and every round after an elimination. Players must vote at least once per round for who they think are "Traitors". "Traitors" of course vote for whomever they want and voting for other "Traitors" is allowed. Players who do not vote for two (2) concurrent rounds will be eliminated from the game. After one round of not voting, Players will be labeled as "Inactive" regardless whether the Player has posted or not. Following the close of the subsequent voting round, any "Inactive" Player who does not vote, again regardless of posting, will be eliminated from the game. Players must vote.

2. The player with the most votes will be banished. They will be sent upon a sort of side quest, where they will have plenty of freedom to role play.
3. The Rounds will go:

1. Traitor Kill/ Agent 1 guess
2. Traitor kill/ Agent 2 guess
3. Vigilante kill/ Agent 1 guess

And then continue in that cycle. If a traitor or vigilante is late with their kill submission, the other team will have an opportunity to steal the kill.

Staring...

Tommy as your lovable host Emperor Palpatine
Schornforce as Sue Storm the Invisible Woman
Radioactive Zombie as Master Chief
Overmaster as The Shredder and Krang
wolvie616 as Obi-wan Kenobi
Jeremi as Larfleeze
Indigo Al as Anna
The Purple Skull as TITAN FORCE FIVE
Tangentman as Dazzler
Froggy as Busta Rhymes
Donald M. as Sterling Archer
Technoman as Julian Bashir
Josh M as Kanya West and Taylor Swift
Yun Lao as Evil Betty
Bo Bo as Zapp Brannigan and Kiff Kroker
Hybrid2 as Belphegor
Redem as Soma Cruz
Knight Lancer as Hrist
HeyStacy as The Mad Mod
Kevin M. as Isaac Clarke
Cthulhudrew as Dark Helmet
beetlebum as Super Special Surprise Character
Joe Prevost as Atrocius
Chris Lang as Saturn Girl
Deadpooligan as Rom
DarthIzumi as Hime
Superheroic as We3
Stigma Rex as Nathan Explosion

[Tommy]

He had thoroughly memorized his speech and gave a truly sincere performance delivering it. “I am Emperor Palpatine, and I am truly sorry for bringing you across space without your consent. You see, my people are in dire need, and so I endeavored to bring the best and brightest minds of the universe together in hopes to aid them. Our economy has been ravaged and entered into a depression, we are fighting an endless war, a new and highly addictive drug is affecting every level of our society, our agricultural output is diminished, several of our planets are facing environmental catastrophe. It is for these reasons that I desperately call upon your aid…”

He then gestured about the room, to the burnt out consuls and massively damaged walls, “unfortunately in bringing you here we seem to have destroyed a large portion of our teleportation equipment. Nevertheless, it should be quickly repaired. If you would please follow me, there might still be some danger of fire here.”

The Emperor lead the crowd out of the storage room and onto the Imperial deck of the ship. Lavish burgundy carpet lined the hallway, exotic plants grew up the walls, it seemed both modest and stately. “For the duration of your stay, these will be your quarters. He opened one door up showing lavish leather couches and an opulent bed across from a massive entertainment screen. “You shall have access to everything you could possibly want.” He walked them into room with a lagoon like pool, and then he finished by walking them to the observation deck. All around the players saw the stars and massive triangular shapes of star destroyers.

“Now Keller will pass out wrist mounted computers which contain the whole of information about the empire to aid you, if you wish to help us with our dreadful problems.”

Keller walked in with a box of remarkably small, computers. Ones that looked like nothing more than silver bracelets.

“Truly I do hope you will be willing to help us, you are our only hope.”

***Go ahead and start posting!**

[Josh M]

The 40/40 club, popular New York club, but also, secret base of the Avenger. Deep under the ground, was the location of several members of the team. In the study, sat Taylor Swift, secretly known as Ms. Marvel. She sat in her regular clothing, with a guitar in her lap, with a pen and paper in front of her. Walking in the room, was fellow Avenger, Wonderman, A.K.A Hip hop icon, kanye west

"Yo Taylor! what'cha doin?'" Kanye asks, a grin on his face.

"If you need to know, i'm trying to write a song." Taylor says in a matter-of-fact way. She then turns her head. "I also asked you not to talk to me."

"Ya still mad?" Kanye asks, puzzled by her attitude.

"No, I'm happy that you made me look like a fool infront of millions of people!"


Kanye shrugs this off. "Please, ya got to get over yaself girl."

Before Taylor could give him a slashing. There was a loud sound boom from the top floor of the club. Suiting up, the two of them, being the only avenger there at the moment, raced to the top floor to see what was going on.

As they approached they saw it was the Thunderbolts! They also heard when P-Diddy, the hip-hop-Goblin said "It's the BOLTS!" and threw up what appeared to be a "TB" with his hands

"How does he do that? The Swordsman, Jack White asked. Canibus/Bullseye shrugged as did Mariah Carey/Moonstone.

"Seems we've caught you at a bad time playboy" Sean Combs says, looking at kanye.

"You're about to catch my fist in your fa-"

"Hate to interrupt you Taylor but, they're about to catch MY fist in their face" Kanye told her. Taylor facepalmed as the villains grinned.

"Well then, Thunderbolts, ATTAAAAACK"!

Right int he middle of their attack, a loud, supersonic "WOO-HA!" Reverberated through the building, as a man jumped through a window, glass shattering all around him. He was tall, dark, with dreads down to his waist, and a glowing eye. The Thunderbolts were on the ground, as were Kanye and Taylor.

"Wh-who are you?" Taylor asks, to which the man replies.

"They call me Rhymes, Busta Rhymes. Now let's all hop on the Busta Bus!"

"The Busta-what?!

"No time! I can't explai-" Busta says, as fade to white and they end up in the death star?

[Donald M.]

*The offices of ISIS, where secret agent Sterling Archer is having a conversation with Pam from Human Resources. This conversation is not typical of most intelligence agencies. ISIS is not most intelligence agencies*

“So . . . Pam, what is your deal? Are you a lesbian, or . . .”

“Nah, I’ll pretty much have sex with anyone.”

“Theoretically.”

“. . . . . . .”

“Have you tried the internet? I hear they have dating sites for fat people now.”

*pop*

*a familiar figure enters the room*

“Oh, hey Carol.”

“It’s Cheryl! Say Pam, what are you smiling about?”

“It actually worked! I was just wishing Sterling would explode and he totally did!”

*Cheryl looks around*

“What? What are you looking for?”

“Well, if he exploded shouldn’t there be gross chunks of stuff all over everything?”

“Oh shit, you’re right. But there was a pop and he wasn’t there anymore!”

“Ah. Teleportation.”

“What do you know about teleportation?”

“More than you know about the touch of a man.”

“. . . . . . .”

*Pam put her hands on her temples and stares at Cheryl, straining visibly*

“You can just stop that. I’m not going to explode or disappear.”

*there is a soft popping noise*

“But apparently you are going to queef. Oh god, it smells like cottage cheese!”

“Sorry.”

*Meanwhile . . . In Space*

“Where the hell am I? Oh, hey, it’s the Pope! I didn‘t know the Vatican had teleporters. That is so awesome.”

[Josh M]

“Now Keller will pass out wrist mounted computers which contain the whole of information about the empire to aid you, if you wish to help us with our dreadful problems.”

Keller walked in with a box of remarkably small, computers. Ones that looked like nothing more than silver bracelets.

“Truly I do hope you will be willing to help us, you are our only hope.”

"This is so....."

"Awesome." Kanye says before Taylor could finish. "Taylor, give me your bracelet."

"What?" Taylor was Puzzled.

"I need to be pimpin' at all times. One just isn't enough."

"You should be more worried about how to get home."

"Please." He then plops on one of the chairs. "Just chill."

"Chill, chill?" "I can't ch-"

"Chill."

Taylor Sighs.

[Bo Bo]

Zapp Brannigan was to oversee the cease fire in one of the most dangerous and vile places of the known universe, Los Angeles. These two gangs have been at war for eons (or at least the since they were in kindergarten).

In a lavish hall in the middle of the wasteland, Zapp and his trusty lieutenant Kif were about to sign the treaty.

"Let's see sign here... initial here... hmmmm ...Stardate... ummmm Kif what's the date?

"April 18th sir..."

"Oh! Ok ummm... April 18th...point two" he said trying to make it sound official and science fiction-y

Kif just rolled his eyes.




Zapp then leaned over to him and whispered

"Kiff! Make sure I get a nice shiny medal, something impressive, but subdued. I have a wedding to attend and I want to impress the bridesmaids"

*sigh* "Yes sir"

Zapp then went back to the task at hand. With everyone watching and waiting for this historic moment.

"And now in front of all of you, see with this last stroke of this mighty pen, I, Zapp Brannigan will put an end to this endless war"

He lifted the pen up, dramatically, paused for a second then brought it down. But before he could finish the final stroke, he and Kiff were teleported away.

The crowd looked on in disbelief. The 3rd graders blamed the 4th graders for sabotaging the ceremony and vice versa. Chaos ensued.


Meanwhile, Zapp and Kiff were teleported into this ragged looking room. With Zapp standing right on top of a newly exposed vent.



They listened to the creepy old man's speech and followed his directions...

They heard the speech of this old creepy dude.

[Froggy]

No need to worry Wonder Ye' and Taylor! the fate of your two lives will effect my future. Busta told the two heroes. Your present is my past, and the future is by no means a blast! Things must be altered, changed! Some might different faces rearranged!

[Josh M]

No need to worry Wonder Ye' and Taylor! the fate of your two lives will effect my future. Busta told the two heroes. Your present is my past, and the future is by no means a blast! Things must be altered, changed! Some might different faces rearranged!

"Boy, what ya talkin' 'bout?" Kanye asks

"Yes, Can you give us more details?"

[heystacy]

Mad Mod was knee deep in repairing more psychedelic weaponry, when he realized he misplaced his screwdriver.

He remembered that he stabbed it firmly in a photo of the Teen Titans.

“There you are, my little duckies!” He screamed as he tried to pull the screwdriver out of the picture. Clearly he stabbed deep into the image. He struggled with the screwdriver to a point where he stood on the wall trying to pull the damn screwdriver out.

Suddenly the room went dark, then a flash of light. Mad Mod was sick to his stomach. He looked to find an old man in dark robes looking at him. Mad Mod looked back with much skepticism.

“This ain’t Merry old England, or what the colonists call ‘Kansas’ either!”

[Joe Acro]

Hercules quickly surveys his surroundings. Looking directly at the Emperor, he asks, "Who summons the Lion of Olympus?"

As if expecting such a question, the Emperor replies.

“I am Emperor Palpatine, and I am truly sorry for bringing you across space without your consent.”

[...]

“If you would please follow me, there might still be some danger of fire here.”

Hercules slaps the back of the person nearest to him. "I say let the danger come! Bestow upon this grand hall the gift of battle!"

“For the duration of your stay, these will be your quarters. He opened one door up showing lavish leather couches and an opulent bed across from a massive entertainment screen. “You shall have access to everything you could possibly want.” He walked them into room with a lagoon like pool, and then he finished by walking them to the observation deck. All around the players saw the stars and massive triangular shapes of star destroyers.

Hercules thinks to himself, A noticeable lack of female entertainment. Mayhap they arrive later.

“Now Keller will pass out wrist mounted computers which contain the whole of information about the empire to aid you, if you wish to help us with our dreadful problems.”

Keller walked in with a box of remarkably small, computers. Ones that looked like nothing more than silver bracelets.

“Truly I do hope you will be willing to help us, you are our only hope.”

Hercules snatches a bracelet away and puts it on his arm.

"Of course I shall help! It seems as if a plight such as this requires the strength of the Prince of Power!"

He looks around and is able to take note of his fellow players. He calls to a few of them. "Susan Richards! Alison Blair! Carol Danvers! 'Tis a pleasure to be amidst thy company once more."

For a brief moment, Hercules restrains himself. Sadness comes over his face as dark thoughts spread across his mind. It has been centuries since I have seen any of them alive...

[Redem]

Soma Cruz was carrying his grocery for his supper with Mina for the shrine festival. He didn't want to admit it, but it was close to a date or it as actually a date. It was unsettling easy for him to revert back to his old life when the force of darkness weren't assaulting him. His power were disapearing when he wasn't threathen. He thought that maybe it, it was good old boring life. He was somehow graceful but couldn't help to wonder what could have been.

and suddenly he was there in a long time ago in a galaxy far far away. He listened to the speech.

"I think you have the wrong guy...wouldn't be the first time...but i guess I can give it a shot if I have no other option and well you seem to have problem you want to solve"

[Froggy]

"Boy, what ya talkin' 'bout?" Kanye asks

"Yes, Can you give us more details?"

There is going to be a war in your near future. It must be averted! I have come back from my time to stop it form happening. I chose ou two cause you both are a part of it's beginning! Us being taken here can somehow fix that future!

[Josh M]

He looks around and is able to take note of his fellow players. He calls to a few of them. [COLOR="DarkGreen"][B]"Susan Richards! Alison Blair! Carol Danvers! 'Tis a pleasure to be amidst your company once mo

Kanye is off putted by this. He turns to Taylor, "Who the hell does he think he is. He's trippin'. Right Taylor?"

Taylor waves to Herc, then turns he head, like a school. She was giggling.

"Taylor?"

"What are you saying?"

Kanye then storms off.

[wolvie616]

Obi Wan stared out of the window of the renovated jedi temple

Things sure were different now. Bail organa;chancellor of the Galatic republic, The complete eradication of the Sith and Galactic armies, Himself the head of the Jedi Order, with TWO apprentices. Speaking of which:
Hey! Master Obi-wan!
Hurry up! We're due for the mission soon!
Ha-ha! Sorry You two! let's head to the transport ship
Yes, Luke and Leia Skywalker were both turning into fine jedi. Leia had the same grace her mother, padme had about her. Luke was the spitting image of his father at his age, and just as hotheaded. Ah, to be young again...But now was not the time to think about such things. They were heading to corellia, on the trail of a strange pair of mercenaries. A teenager of about 16, and a wookie. Apparently, they had assasinated a member of the galactic senate, and Obi-wan decided to personally investigate

Just as he was about to step into his cockpit though, a flash of light, and then: The emperor. Alive. In the flesh

Keep calm. This is obviously a parallel universe..

After hearing the news, he retreated to the resting room to meditate, only to have several obnoxious performers create a ruckus