Serial Sinkers RP **EVENT CONCLUDED**

[bogbud]

Sonja just had to help them! But it was just one girl versus a probably manical killer. But Victoria (who, on first sight, did seem similar frightened as herself) and Chim were here, too.
He did seem to be the right guy to take the lead. "I will try to help you, if you chose to take him down, Chim." she whispered to him.

-> Sonja will do what Chim will do.

[tenenbaum]

Pressed closely against Clare, Kerry's lips part in shock.

"You're actually doing that? On TV?!"

She looks down, watching the sand starting to fill in, her smooth legs disappearing and looks up to the potential carnage above.

Kerry tears off her blouse and ties the sleeve to Clare's jacket, her eyes welling up with tears. Standing in a simple black bra, she starts tossing the makeshift rope at the catwalk, hoping to snag it on something and pull herself out, or at least keep her high enough to keep her lips clear of the sand. It's a bonus that the madman might see her breasts and be placated.

She bites her bottom lip and tosses again.

[Conspiracy101]

Victoria put her free hand on Sonja's shoulder, getting her attention and whispered, "Let's do this."

Victoria chooses #1

[101927700]

Abigail decides to take her shirt off and stuffs it in her pocket.. There's nothing underneath, so the girl is now topless. This is an attempt to make Frederico happy.

[Jon Smith]

I don't have much with me that could be of much use. And I am the only male in the room so there's nothing of mine Frederico cares to see.

[Kimalainen]

I am 20 and want to live on. As for the sake of life or death... I remove my clothing from my tanned female athletic body. And I give Frederico the most irresistably sexy tease he has ever seen (or ever will see).

[Viridian]

Abigail pulls a water jug out of her backpack she forgot she was wearing, and pours the gallon of water on her very minimal shirt, hoping that her breasts will show through and make Frederico happy.

Invalid choice. You do not have a backpack.

[101927700]

Abigail pulls a water jug out of her backpack she forgot she was wearing, and pours the gallon of water on her very minimal shirt, hoping that her breasts will show through and make Frederico happy.

Invalid choice. You do not have a backpack.

Ok. Editing it again.

[Chimerix]

Yelling "GET HIM!!!" at the top of his lungs, Chim charges in, brandishing his pipe in one hand, the other arm raised to absorb whatever blow the villain inflicts.

#1

[Viridian]

Sonja, Chim, Victoria: 1) Fight

Clare: Strips
Kerry: Makeshift rope
Abigail: Strips
John: Does nothing
Kim: Strips

Kerry’s attempt at making a rope achieves nothing. The catwalk is too high and she is buried too deep.

Sonja, Chim and Victoria rush towards Frederico and attack together. However, the catwalk restricts their movements, limiting their ability to attack simultaneously and increasing the risk of falling into the vat.

[Roll 1d6: 5+ results in a fall, 6 results in an injury]
Sonja: 4
Chim: 5
Victoria: 2

Despite being outnumbered, Frederico is a tough man. His swings are wide and brutal. Chim blocks a powerful strike, but the force sends him off the catwalk and into the vat. “I thought I told you go stay out my way!” Frederico shouts.

The group is now waist-deep in the filling sand. As Frederico prepares to finish the others, he hears a shout.

“Hey, big boy, check these out.”

He looks down to see the women topless, showing off their boobs. His cigar drops out of his mouth and he nods in approval. Sensing his pleasure, the women continue their tease. The three women involved give Victoria and Sonja a big chance to topple the large gangster.

[Roll 1d6. Base 2, +3 from striptease; Frederico is knocked out from a 2+]
Frederico: 6

Frederico doesn’t seem to care. He is more enraptured by the tantalising display that he literally allows Sonja and Victoria to come at him. Remembering their near-death in the quarry, they strike with extra vigor. Victoria, recalling Frederico’s dirty stares as she was pulled from the pit, delivers a crushing blow to his groin. He let out a strange whimper before Sonja came running in, delivering an incredible skull crack. Victoria and Sonja rush forward and push him off the catwalk into another vat. Victoria takes over the control panel and shuts off the sand flow to the contestants’ vat. Then, just to make sure, Sonja hits the button for Frederico’s vat. He is unconscious, having suffering serious injuries, and he soon becomes buried. The heroes lower a ladder down and rescue all the contestants. Some of them are now topless, but all are glad to have escaped unharmed. Victoria tells them of what happened back at the pit, and they lament the loss of H8, Amanda and Laura. They do not yet know whether they have been picked up by the sweepers.

The lights in the factory flash brightly. Fearing another attack from Frederico, they look for an exit, but it is only the film crew. They inform them that they have successfully passed the zone and are being taken to the next area. They are given some water for refreshment, but no clothing or other equipment. Minutes later, they are whisked away to another part of the studio, and it becomes obvious they are now in Zuma’s domain.

The doors close behind them. A single path takes them through the dense, humid jungle. Somewhere, the sound of drums can be heard. He appears on a platform in the trees overhead.

“Zuma!” he shouts.

He glares at the contestants, sticking his tongue out at the sight of the half-naked women. “Zuma is displeased at this sacrifice. In Zuma’s empire, only the strong survive. The weak are sacrificed! Let’s see who is strong!”

Zuma points his staff towards a cage. It slides open, revealing a large, fierce tiger. It dashes towards the contestants with a hunter’s grace. The contestants flee towards the river, where they see a boat waiting for them. Before they get the boat, they stop. The sandy bank is visibly quivering. It has to be quicksand. The contestants are piled up in the narrow path, but to get to the boat they have to cross over the quicksand, and the tiger is only seconds behind them.


All contestants choose:
1) Cross the quicksand
2) Face the tiger

"I didn't expect Frederico to fall like that," the announcer comments. "V, what do you think?"

"He was always a sleazebag," V replies. "But Zuma, he's a maniac. He's convinced that he's a god. I look forward to seeing how they handle this one. Speaking of which, we have some special guests on the panel to join in our commentary."

The cameras in the studio turn to H8 and Amanda. The audience applauds them and they are seated at the panel. "So, what do you think of the competition so far?" the announcer asks. "What do you think will happen next? And who do you think will win?"