<(Game)> Whack-a-TPMer (Lady Vulpix Approved)

[Blademaster]

Ok, CuleX, that was a bit... disturbing.

Then my job has been accomplished.

Now, back to the game...

(checks list)

Hmmm... Six potential whackees... Who's up next...?

(rolls die)

........

(smirk)

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Mr_pikachu looks around, a strange look in his eyes as he glances around the room. The walls and ceiling are featureless, and the floor is bare and featureless, made of plain black and white tiles.

Standing around the loved-by-all Moderator at random spots are several men clad in black tuxedos, much like Mr_pikachu's own. A couple of them are rather plain looking men; one, a huge, burly man with a flat head, is glaring straight ahead and another two, who seem rather calm and pious, stare out of the corners of their eyes cautiously at two opposing men.

Of those opposing men, the one in charge seems to be CuleX, who is clad in a white business suit and hat. Standing around him are three smaller men, similar to those on mr_pikachu's team, as well as a pair of sturdy looking men, the target of the gaze of mr_pikachu's two more stoic associates. Standing close to CuleX is a slim, blonde-haired beauty, small in size but grand in stature, clad in a flowing white gown and shoes: the adorable Houndoom_Lover.

Sweat beads on mr_pikachu's forehead, before finally one of the stoic men dashes diagonally across the floor, drawing a small scepter from his hip and strikingone of the knightly men, who barely even flinches before vanishing into thin air.

CuleX simply smirks; the other gentlemanly figure rushes forward, drawing a thin sword as he zigzags up to the flat-headed man and slashes him out of existence.

Mr_pikachu goes pale; one of his smaller men takes a step forward, only to be rushed by Houndoom_Lover and hugged so tightly, he bursts like a balloon. Houndoom_Lover pouts but stands her ground defiantly nonetheless. The second silent man rushes towards her, but before he can reach her, he is ambushed by CuleX himself, who has taken a step foreward and - in classic Blademaster spirit - stuck out his foot and tripped the man, sending him crashing to the floor and cracking his skull before vanishing.

Mr_pikachu gulps and backs up as Houndoom_Lover takes position to 'assault' the remaining figure. The shorter man in black darts out of the way just in time to avoid Houndoom_Lover's deadly glomp, which crushes the peaceful warrior (Huh?) out of the visible plane of... visibility.

Now, mr_pikachu is alone against CuleX, Houndoom_Lover, their remaining soldier, and three confused (and rather bored-looking) smaller men. CuleX silently approaches mr_pikachu, his grin never wavering as his black-clad nemesis backs himself into a corner. Finally, CuleX stands less than a yard from mr_pikachu and with draws from his pocket a large, freshly-smithed dagger, etched into which in barely visible (and rather warped) letters is 'N G M A N R A N D.'

Mr_pikachu's eyes widen in realization, but it is too late - before he can react, CuleX's dagger has buried itself in mr_pikachu's forehead; the Mod's eyes roll back and he utters a choked cry before vanishing a second later.

All traces of blood gone along with his felled opponent, CuleX replaces his still-clean dagger in his pocket and utters but a single, almost inaudible word:

"Checkmate."

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Mr_pikachu, you have been made to cosplay, LARP a real-life chess game, and be defeated by me all at once.

In other words, you have been given a third-degree shame-whacking.

Enjoy.

[Mikachu Yukitatsu]

Hypotenuse Man must rerturn to the game...

*Gets his password, logs in as him and SPAMs like no tomorrow. Hypotenuse man gets banned and whacked*

[Seeker_of_Truth]

Oh, oh.. looks like somebodies gonna get whacked!

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One day, Seeker_of_Truth is minding his own business while hanging about the Whack-a-TPMer thread when he suddenly hears someone screaming. Turning to exaimine this phenomonon, Seeker sees kitsun running at him full speed with Ol' Smashy raised aboved his head and a battle cry of pure hatred emiting from his throat.

Seeker watches kitsun's approach with mild internest until his would be assailant is only meer feet away. Suddenly, Seeker holds up a hand and cries, "STOP!"

Miraculously, kitsun obeys, coming to a screeching hold one 3 feet away from Seeker. Kitsun looks somewhat flumoxed as to why he has stopped, that obviously not being a part of his plan.

While kitsun mulls this over, Seeker pulls out the tiniest hammer anyone has ever seen from his back packet. Holding it up for kitsun to see, Seeker grins and says, "Hammer Time".

Kitsun cringes from this ridiculous MC Hammer refernece and looks like he's about to vomit. Seeker takes this oppurtunity to chuck the small hammer straight for kitsun's head. Unfortunately, kitsun is much too wiley and deftly thwacks with Ol' Smashy, sending it into the stratusphere.

Sneering evilly, kitsun says "Enough games, time for whacking!" then takes another step toward Seeker, whom looks oddly come for someone about to be whacked.

Suddenly, some movement catches kitsun's eye. Turning his head slightly, kitsun spots a tiny little kitten all dressed up in a little ninja costume. It even has a little pair of nunchucks hung from the little belt wrapped around it's little waist. Kitsun squeels in glee and drops Ol' Smashu, scooping up the adorable ninja kitten, exclaiming "Cutie!" as he holds it up in the air.

Seeker watches patiently as kitsun spots more movement. Turning, he sees two more kittens in ninja costumes sitting there watching him. Kitsun giggles and gollumps over to meet them. Meanwhile, he spots three more ninja kittens approaching from the left and four more from the right. "Om my goodness", kitsun exclaims, "there are so many cuties here, I don't know what to do with all of them!"

"But they know what to so with you," Seeker states matter of factly. Kitsun looks up at Seeker questioningly but only gets a smile in response.

Suddenly, the first kitten jumps out of kitsun's arms and does a 360 spin in mid-air before conncecting a ninja chopy claw slash to kitsun's face.m Kitsun shrieks and tries to back away, only to find he is surrounded by several dozen ninja kittens.

"Say hello to a small portion of my trained army of killer ninja attack kittens," says Seeker with an evil grin. Kitsun wails in terror, dropping to his knees as they give out on him. The ninja kittens approach him ever so slowly before all pouncing in unison.

Screams and kitten snarls fill the entire forum as the ninja kittens do the work they were trained to do. It only takes them two minutes to finish the job. When they part, all that is left of kitsun are three neat piles: one of bone, one of skin, and one of organs. Strangely, there seems to have been no blood spilled whatsoever.

Seeker smiles as he nods his approval, "you did very well, my pets. This was indeed a successful test run. Soon, oh so soon, we shall be ready to conquer the world." Seeker laughs maniacally as he turns and walks away, his army of kittens following happily behind him.
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kitsun, you have been whacked via killer ninja attack kittens!

[Inferno_Dragon]

Crazy Elf Boy, you are my next victim.

"Hello, my name is Inferno_Dragon and this is my associate Crazy Elf Boy. We are now going to show you why you must keep the wrist strap on while handling the Wii Remote." I said.

"And what makes you think I will do this?"

*Several hundred dollars later, Crazy Elf Boy and I are standing in front of the Wii with the Wii Remotes in our hands.

"Now, you must tighten them until you might throw them and someone might get hurt." I said.

"Like that has ever happened." Crazy Boy replied.

"We are going to test this by playing Need For Speed: Carbon. Of course we will need the Nunchucks." I say.

*We start the game and select a really long circuit race. It starts out for the first lap and I am winning. I can see Crazy Elf Boy get irrated. As the second lap is about to start, I see a missile fire on screen. Wait, this game doesn't have weapons. And it was fire from Crazy Elf Boy's car. I turn to see Crazy Elf Boy's controller and I see an addition to it.*

"You're cheating!" I yell.

"What are you going to do about?" Crazy Elf Boy says while smirking.

*I grin and take the Nunchuck out of the Wii Remote and start to twirl it. The rope gets longer and longer until it is long enough for me tie Crazy Elf Boy up. And I just do that. While Crazy Elf Boy is trying to escape, I take the Wii Remote and put it on a crossbow. I step far enough away and fire it right at Crazy Elf Boy's head. With the speed of the Wii Remote, it makes a direct impact on Crazy Elf Boy's head. In fact it goes through the head and makes impact with the brain causing severe damage. I start to look at match to see how long this will last and after six seconds, Crazy Elf Boy falls down.

"That's why you keep the wrist strap on because it might be used against you in a violent manner ... and remember cheat also leads to brain damage." I say while smiling.

Crazy Elf Boy, you have been whacked with a Wii Remote.