NYC 2009
Sudden Death Begins
June 30, 2009 - Posted by Supreme Commander at 1:49 PM
Like Highlander, there can be only one.
Your targets are still active and you can kill your teammates.
FUN!
Only uncontested kills will count.
But...
That's not your main goal...starting now...
To be the best, you've got to beat the best.
I am the final target, you wet me, you win.
Oh!
I almost failed to mention...like any Head of State, I will have a security contingent with me (most of the time - hehe) and they can irrigate you. They can be neutralized for 30 minutes (only applies to the assassin that personally neutralized said body guard. The body guard is still free to wettify all other players), but they can also take you out of the game by wetting you...
Due to my stature in this tournament, my safe zones are slightly different. In addition to the regular game safe zones, the block surrounding my castle is safe, as are strip clubs and porn shops...also whore houses - so, if you see me at your mom's joint, don't bother shooting.
Each day that passes I will remove safe zones from myself making your jobs a bit easier - as you will likely need the help.
You will get more intel on me and my movements daily. The intel will come via emails, the blog, my twitter (oh, what, you didn't know I had one?) and other social networking sites/applications. I strongly suggest you find where I'm at and follow me...I may be dropping clues as well.
This shit is gonna separate the punks from the playaz.
Let's play.
Supreme Commander
Comments
Shamshir, reporting in.
Posted by: Shamshir at June 30, 2009 2:04 PM
It was truly my pleasure seeing all of you distinguished rogues this evening. Stevens and 32; looking dapper as always. Orange; looking orangey.
Just wanted to swing by and make sure you fellas (and lady) were well hydrated.
Suck my balls.
Posted by: Midnight Toker at June 30, 2009 8:43 PM
Bobby Drake smells of fish.
Posted by: eevilmidget at June 30, 2009 8:50 PM
Ah the lovely Ms. Midget, how I wished you would have graced us with your lovely presence this game, but alas, you're still in London... Oh I shall go through another dozen tissue boxes to wipe away the tears as well as other bodily fluids.
Mr. Toker, oh yes we were all well hydrated, we partook in a variety of fine alcoholic beverages, nothing like a cold beer after a successful mission of getting Supreme back to his chateau high and dry and safe and sound back in the arms of his lovely Duchess... and I shall enjoy another cold one tomorrow after the Rogues get Supreme back safe and sound again.
Posted by: Shamshir at June 30, 2009 9:25 PM
I would watch the lobby in your girlfriends building. Your probably not as safe there as you think you are..
Posted by: Mr. Stevens at June 30, 2009 9:57 PM
Our apologies to the llama. If we knew what you had went through to stay in the game we would not have....Ah, who am I kidding. Of course we still would have iced you.
Posted by: The River Rats at July 1, 2009 7:24 AM
Hey River Rats, if you lose I may strap you down to a chair with your eyes forced opened (think Alex from Clockwork Orange) and make you watch the special video that was brought to us on repeat...
If you win...
I may strap you down to a chair with your eyes forced opened (think Alex from Clockwork Orange) and make you watch the special video that was brought to us on repeat.
Posted by: Shamshir at July 1, 2009 7:53 AM
You sneaky little river tramp, you. I'm sure glad I had the chicks in the apt below me piss in my gun before I shot you back. Between the adrenaline and your familiarity with piss on yourself, you probably didn't even notice. I will do everything in my power to make sure you excrement-loving rats do not win this game.
Posted by: the llama at July 1, 2009 12:34 PM
Sorry, did you say something llama?
It's impossible to understand you when you whine.
Posted by: Aqua Man at July 1, 2009 2:01 PM
llama's Mother,
I am SO dissapointed in you. First, you steal 45 dollars out of my purse to play a game you have no business being in. Then when you get thrown out, you beg and plead to get back in, just like in the playground when you were a little llama. And of course, like always, mama has to get involved to help her boy. Mama made that nice wildlife video for you to bring the Shadow government, and then you get kicked out an hour later. What is your mother going to have to do for you next? I swear, sometimes I wonder boy.
No more big boy games for you. Just come back home and play with your dolls and bicycle.
- Oh, and don't worry about those mean River Rats, Mommy is going to give them a stern talking to. No one picks on my little boy. XOXOXO
Posted by: llama's Mother at July 1, 2009 3:09 PM
Bull dykes can get pregnant?
Posted by: the llama at July 1, 2009 3:32 PM
When is the next match starting?
Posted by: water blaster at February 9, 2010 9:41 AM
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Contact your Shadow Governement Official: liveinfear@streetwars.net
Let's play, you damn twinks.
Posted by: phire at June 30, 2009 1:57 PM