++++++==BROADCAST IN 3. 2. 1... ROCK IT!!!!!==++++++
Across every universe with a causality compatibility within 0.32 cuils of Versecast standard, a signal undulated into the fabric of reality. In all the others they had to pirate it. On every world in these planes with some form of communication system, be it radio, blaarghcast, television or glacial vibration poetry, this signal (via the ceaseless efforts of near-infinite, bearded translators) blurted out the following message, in some fashion.
"Greetings, Sentience! Although most of your realities are not old enough to remember the last, the latest and greatest Dimensional Deathmatch is here! Coming to you live from the heart of the wondrous ship Versecore, we have a range of amazing and deadly combatants set to dazzle you with battles of skill, steel, science and whatever arcane abilities their reality supports!"
On those worlds where the audience had something akin to eyes, they beheld (if they were still capable of watching) a logo, tailor-made for their mentality, flashing gaudily. Many were already descending rapidly into hysteria as the religious, cultural, scientific and social implications of the impossible broadcast sank in. Although not right away, many resorted to total planetary suicide at the realisation that Reality TV was the one, true omniversal constant.
"Brought to you by Versecast Corporation, your peoples will soon bear witness to the greatest spectacle known to sentience; Mortal contest! The struggle for survival! The right to exist!"
On worlds whose inhabitants could not understand one or more of these concepts, societies sat baffled or were rent apart by the philosophical implications. On at least a technically unlimited number of them, their heads (or the equivalent) literally exploded.
"We go now live to Versecast Owner, Omnidimensional Chairman and your Host... Erzanx Infinus!"
On a stage made of tamed darkmatter, inlaid with novelty-sized stars, a figure coalesced out of the dying song of a god. It's one hell of a special effect, if you can afford it. Erzanx Infinus, functional owner of 93% of everything, opened his four arms wide and bowed before the assembed audiences of everywhere. The orange biped made a mockery of those civilisations in love with wide-screen, being as he was fourteen feet tall but only two wide across the chest. Fixing his optical receivers onto the camera-lens, he gave everyone a warm and friendly smile.
Fans have called the omnichairman 'confident' and 'charismatic', but those words were to Erzanx what an atom was to it's parent universe, both of which he owned. The fact was that if the existence of his omni-dimensional broadcast didn't shatter a world's religion, then the cults that sprang up in his name afterwards surely would. His presence commanded respect, directed attention and altered all who received it in subtle, but not necessarily temporally consistent ways. For example; on those worlds still capable of paying attention, ripples in causality spread back through the cultural timeline so that 78 percent of them were capable of recognising his attire as a, The, perfectly tailored three-piece suit.
On the others, it was just generally appreciated as being the classiest thing ever worn by anyone.
"Hello, Sentience" he said, noticeably altering birth and/or divorce rates on worlds which featured psychic or empathic conception. "Hello and welcome to Dimensional Deathmatch, one entity's attempt, my attempt, to revel in the forces of contest and reaction that drive all of creation."
As he spoke, small, media-trained clouds of matter spiraled, twisted and grew, forming shapes of haunting beauty before decaying into nothing once more. In the background, a star was flash frozen for emphasis.
"It is struggle, my friends, that brings out the unique and amazing within each of us. The unique, in the end, is the only thing that any of us can call truly valuable. You, all of you, will experience that wealth with me, through the eyes of those remarkable sentiences who will soon contest before us."
"Who are they, you ask? I cannot say, because only they truly know!" The showman cast his quartet of appendages wide, his posture perfect to within the nano-meter for conveying an overwhelming sense of joyful anticipation "I feel you, champions! Among the cosmos, your desires and struggles sing to me! To join me, to strive for victory and an eternity of glory, all you must do is call! Aloud, alight or within your mind, from within any shackles metaphorical or material I will hear and gather those most worthy! All may enter, all may compete for the grand prize! A single, unlimited, unfettered and unadulterated wish!. Stay tuned".
And with that, and a wink of his sparkling and all-coloured eyes, Erzanx faded away from the mind-bending stage. In his place was left a soothing swirl of omni-spectrum emissions tailor made for every viewing population. 'Stick around' it hinted 'what else are were you going to do with this period of time? Do you want to be the only person in your species who misses out?'
Between unintended space-time destabilisation, genocidal culture shock, philosophical or religious wars, involuntary intelligence retro-development, total conceptual incompatibility, species-ingrained apathy or, in one solitary example, there being something more interesting on, only 12 percent of recipient audiences understood and survived exposure to Versecast's most popular, and indeed, only, production. This was deemed acceptable, although Erzanx did later consider switching skin tone from orange to sky blue to appeal to a wider audience.
Details Part One; What The Blaargh Am I Reading? What The Heck Am I Playing?!
This game is a Ratings War.
This is how a Ratings War works: You create an original character from an original setting (Earth can be used, of course); Any kind, with any sort of personality, powers or cancerous growths you think are appropriate.
In rounds, you and another entrant will each write a story abut your original character defeating the original character of another player. Judges will determine the winner based on which player tells the more entertaining and engaging story. That winner's story will then be considered reality, with the opponent defeated.
At it's core, a Ratings War is a battle of storytellers. Here at the Escapist, we've gotten quite good at them.
I present to you, dear reader, an archive of the mayhem and destruction left behind us:
In those gore-stained pages you will find Fate-Telling Gypsies, Horsemen of the Apocalypse, Demons of Causality, Murderers, Heroes, Robots, Fairies, Swordsmen and Average Humans way out of their depth. You will also see the battles they fought, the victories won, and the associated drama that comes with defeat. See any and all of them for my various tantrums and ego trips; I certainly had a laugh and a blast of nostalgia looking back through them, as will many Ratings War veterans.
This time, though, we'll be doing things a little differently. Rather than the sudden death system, which leaves a lot of players hanging around waiting for a fight and screws with the internal chronology of the competition, we'll be doing this little dance to the death to the tune of Double Elimination Brackets!
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STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION, SOME AREAS MISSING AND/OR INNACURATE
Section One: Player Conduct
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Section Two: Game And Game Master Conduct
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Section Three: How The Game Works
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Lost In The Void: Excellent to see a new round up; I'll start on a new character immediately
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Details Part Three; Write A Character, Get To Fighting!
A Ratings War is defined by the awesome and interesting characters that compete within. We've had everything from actors, aliens and apes competing in the ring of honor, and those are the tame ones! To join up, all you really need to do is make sure you understand how the game works (send me a PM if the material here isn't enough to help with that) and then send in a character.
Characters can have powers, weapons, magic and (although uncommonly) companions to help them win the many battles they will need to fight. As this is a contest of storytelling, though, making your character extremely powerful is a double edged sword! If your character is an unstoppable Juggernaut of fighting power and arcane might, you will almost certainly be bested by the lovable underdog of the enemy, and their far more compelling tale of victory in the face of impossible odds! A good ratings war character will have a special power, skill or ability that makes them interesting (or perhaps none at all, as you certainly don't need those to be interesting!) but not so much as to make their victories seem easy and boring. Boring, in a war of Ratings, is as good as dead!
To enter, you'll need to give post a few things here in the thread. Three, in fact.
1) A short, concise character summary and biography. Around two hundred words that sums up who your character is and what they can do. If your character is an alien, magical beast or something else outlandish or awesome, here is your chance to sum them up in plain terms so other writers can depict them properly. Don't worry about appearances, though, there's a chance to write those in section 2!
2) A stat sheet, which I will provide below #3, which gives us a bit more detail on your character(s), this information should be factual and short. This includes a physical description, so others can write your character properly.
3) An introduction story! Here you can let your writing skills rip and give us a short story, of about 1,500 words utter maximum, not one word further, of how your character came to see the amazing broadcast shown in the first post of this thread, and then how they asked for a chance to compete! When the contest starts, there'll be a short story by me about all of your characters being accepted and then the battle begins. Clarification; Your story should end with your character requesting to participate, not with them being accepted. That will come later.
Stat Sheet 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
EXAMPLE CHARACTER
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CAST LIST! THE COHORTS OF CARNAGE! THE BROTHERHOOD OF BLOODSHED! THE SENATE OF SUBMISSION!
In the previous Ratings War, Lord Krunk stated that we cannot create characters that belong in existing universes, such as that of a game, movie or novel. I assume the same applies here? We have to invent our own universes and the characters therein?
In the previous Ratings War, Lord Krunk stated that we cannot create characters that belong in existing universes, such as that of a game, movie or novel. I assume the same applies here? We have to invent our own universes and the characters therein?
It does indeed. I will update Details Section 1 to explain that the original character must themselves come from an original 'universe'. Archetypes are fine, of course, but we try to stay out of the intellectual property of others, for the style of the thing.
You can, of course, use Earth or Fantasy Earth as your setting.
Alright I have two immediate question. First, since matches often end in death does this mean that people killed in the first bracket before moving to second are brought back to life? Second, if yes does that mean that our characters get completely healed between their matches if we do consistently win?
elementsoul: Alright I have two immediate question. First, since matches often end in death does this mean that people killed in the first bracket before moving to second are brought back to life? Second, if yes does that mean that our characters get completely healed between their matches if we do consistently win?
1) All of the defeated will be regenerated fully, physically, before they enter the second chance bracket. Erzanx is in the habit of re-arranging galaxies and altering the rules of reality, re-assembling a body is nothing. What death or defeat (and it may not be death that finds the bested) means for the character's mind, however, will be up to the writers to portray. The second chance bracket is still something sinister, as we will see, but it is an intended part of Dimensional Deathmatch.
2) I'm going to say for now that I don't know. Honestly, given answer 1 and how easily Infinus can go about 'rebuilding' a character, I don't see why they couldn't be healed. I'll leave that to individual player discretion for now. Erzanx wants interesting fights, and sending in the injured holds only a slight and morbid fascination, but at the same time he won't compel a character to be at their best. For example: The Knight, the example character I provided, would turn down any healing as insulting. Not to mention the glory of besting foes in the prime while wounded is too good to pass up. Different characters will certainly think in different ways.
Viking Incognito: Hey, I would like to keep my character from last time in, is that offer still standing?
On the basis that he's an adaptable character, I'm okay with that, but you'll need to re-write and re-post his intro stuff here. Shift will need a new reason for joining and a new intro story to compensate. He is not coming out of 'Aces High' and into 'Dimensional Deathmatch', this is happening entirely independent of that and you need to write him as if he were a new character. Although, given his memory issues that's probably how he'd need to be written anyway! Think about why he's signing up, what he wants to wish for and other juicy bits of character that will ground him in the DD universe.
I'm interested in this, but I've never done it before. I'm wondering if there's something I should keep in mind as someone who's new to the ratings war?
I'm joining. No "oh maybe I will, maybe I won't" crap going on here; unless a meteor ploughs into the south face of my house and leaves me comatose, me joining is a definite thing. The only question is whether it is as contestant or judge. Hopefully as a contestant. I'll be attempting to make a character over the next few days. If that goes badly, I'll offer my assistance for judging. I should be able to make a good job of either.
While I'd love to participate in this round I most likely won't be able to. I just got a second job along with school so I don't have enough free time to put into this. I could change my mind later and make a character later but that is a slim chance. I could be a judge if you need one as well.
I guess there is one more very important question to ask. In this round will it be possible for our characters to watch the battle of other characters? I know that they could in previous rounds, but it was changed so they could previously as well.
drmigit2: Is it ok if I bring my character from another RP in this? Tadx is too much fun to role play as.
We can't use characters that already exist. I presume this applies to existing role-plays as well. Not having it apply would defeat the purpose of the rule; it would turn Ratings War into a meta-RP, a fight between existing characters.
drmigit2: Is it ok if I bring my character from another RP in this? Tadx is too much fun to role play as.
We can't use characters that already exist. I presume this applies to existing role-plays as well. Not having it apply would defeat the purpose of the rule; it would turn Ratings War into a meta-RP, a fight between existing characters.
NeoAC: I will offer up my services as a judge again, since I only got to do one round last time.
Many thanks, I rather forgot the whole 'judges' thing. I'll PM Sky now as well.
staika: While I'd love to participate in this round I most likely won't be able to. I just got a second job along with school so I don't have enough free time to put into this. I could change my mind later and make a character later but that is a slim chance. I could be a judge if you need one as well.
Judging itself is also a time-consuming process, mind you, it's a week of reading maybe 20,000 words and then thinking hard about them. But, if you think you can do it, I'd love to have you as a judge.
elementsoul: I guess there is one more very important question to ask. In this round will it be possible for our characters to watch the battle of other characters? I know that they could in previous rounds, but it was changed so they could previously as well.
Yes, Versecast broadcasts to everywhere. In between matches, or even during them if you can find a television and time, you can go back and watch the fights of others. Some more story will spell out the context of where entrants will be living/sleeping in the short breaks between fights.
Wenseph: I'm interested in this, but I've never done it before. I'm wondering if there's something I should keep in mind as someone who's new to the ratings war?
Have fun. Edit your story thoroughly to get a good finished product. Don't make a character too powerful, and remember that what matters is your ability as a writer, so make a character you like and will be enthusiastic about portraying.
HOWEVER - Keep in mind that Dimensional Deathmatch is a reality TV show made by a superscience overlord, and is only just recruiting. Nobody has seen a fight yet, so the man who told him about the tournament could not have seen a battle. He may have heard the tournament announcement (in worlds without TV or other electronic communication, it would be received via Bards/Mysterious Novels or Letters/Radio/Magazines nobody knows the origin of/Comics etc.), but it has only been a day or so since Erzanx announced he was looking for champions.
Your story should end with your character asking to enter, not being accepted. No acceptances have happened yet, and no character can reach the tournament area as yet.
HOWEVER - Keep in mind that Dimensional Deathmatch is a reality TV show made by a superscience overlord, and is only just recruiting. Nobody has seen a fight yet, so the man who told him about the tournament could not have seen a battle. He may have heard the tournament announcement (in worlds without TV or other electronic communication, it would be received via Bards/Mysterious Novels or Letters/Radio/Magazines nobody knows the origin of/Comics etc.), but it has only been a day or so since Erzanx announced he was looking for champions.
Your story should end with your character asking to enter, not being accepted. No acceptances have happened yet, and no character can reach the tournament area as yet.
Not a problem, I appreciate the kind words and was not aware that it had never happened before, altering now.
drmigit2: Not a problem, I appreciate the kind words and was not aware that it had never happened before, altering now.
Thanks. Dimensional Deathmatch has happened before, certainly, but not within the memory of even the most ancient immortals. Universes have time to burst into existence and then wither into nothingness between seasons of the show. When you've got infinity to work with, you can afford that sort of production schedule. The only thing your character should know about is the broadcast in the first post of this thread, having either seen/heard/read it himself, or perhaps he has been told of it second hand.
Hmm. I don't know whether to start work on ideas for characters, or put myself forward as a potential judge. Plan C, of course, is to run to the hills.
CounterAttack: Hmm. I don't know whether to start work on ideas for characters, or put myself forward as a potential judge. Plan C, of course, is to run for the hills.
Character! Fun! Explosions! RWVII is certainly more lighthearted than previous iterations, but there's much potential for engaging and awesome combatants! Why not try;
- A Lobster Rock God! - A tiny, tiny alien piloting his planet's most gigantic and advanced mecha: it's human sized! - A prisoner, who sees he Dimension Deathmatch as the only way to escape his incarceration! - An alien (or human, whichever) whose planet was destroyed by the broadcasting of the show, out for revenge on Erzanx himself!
Anyone can use any of those, I'm just trying to spark your considerable and capricious cognitive capacity for creation!
Oh, Joe! I'm way too busy to do this, and yet recently I've been reminiscing about the good old days of RW2 and RW3, and now you up and start it again, and I even have an idea for a character...
mshcherbatskaya: Oh, Joe! I'm way too busy to do this, and yet recently I've been reminiscing about the good old days of RW2 and RW3, and now you up and start it again, and I even have an idea for a character...
Must...resist...
Mshch! No, no, you simply must fight the urge to fight the urge. Can't I bribe you to stay and write or something?
Ultrajoe! I need to find someway to hug you. After months of literary non-involvement suddenly you're back and then Laby was back and then Lord Krunk was back and now even Mshch (after the bribings...)! I feel like if I saw tomorrow that PurpleRain was submitting a character it wouldn't even be surprising.
I'm gonna go stew in my excitement and bake cookies for the old guard! I mean, and - you know ... plot evil world domination plans and ... manly things ...
mshcherbatskaya: Oh, Joe! I'm way too busy to do this, and yet recently I've been reminiscing about the good old days of RW2 and RW3, and now you up and start it again, and I even have an idea for a character...
Must...resist...
Take up your keyboard! Forge a legend in the smithy of words, scorch awe into the book eternal and win Fabulous Prizes*! Also, you know that I will be punctual, because otherwise you will frown at me and the guilt will spring me to action. Come on, I'm channeling Adams as hard as my little heart can handle, you know you want to make a punk rocker who sees this as their Big Break, or a ghoul out to sample the tastiest flesh in the omniverse!
Ultrajoe! I need to find someway to hug you. After months of literary non-involvement suddenly you're back and then Laby was back and then Lord Krunk was back and now even Mshch (after the bribings...)! I feel like if I saw tomorrow that PurpleRain was submitting a character it wouldn't even be surprising.
I'm gonna go stew in my excitement and bake cookies for the old guard! I mean, and - you know ... plot evil world domination plans and ... manly things ...
Write a character first, maybe one involving cookies.
FINAL DATE FOR CHARACTER ENTRY
I've been happy to let this post sit and people think, but as we're getting close to a week of waiting I'm going to say you've all got one week more to bash things together! As such, the final date for entries is being set as Friday The 11th! Rev up your literary inputs and prepare for awesome!
I've been happy to let this post sit and people think, but as we're getting close to a week of waiting I'm going to say you've all got one week more to bash things together! As such, the final date for entries is being set as Friday The 11th! Rev up your literary inputs and prepare for awesome!
The Carnage Begins Monday The 14th!
- Stay Tuned
I'd just like to point out that you have a grand total of one applicant who has posted a sheet. I can say with confidence that some of us aren't going to be able to turn out character sheets within a week, myself included.
I've been happy to let this post sit and people think, but as we're getting close to a week of waiting I'm going to say you've all got one week more to bash things together! As such, the final date for entries is being set as Friday The 11th! Rev up your literary inputs and prepare for awesome!
The Carnage Begins Monday The 14th!
- Stay Tuned
I'd just like to point out that you have a grand total of one applicant who has posted a sheet. I can say with confidence that some of us aren't going to be able to turn out character sheets within a week, myself included.
Raven my good friend, if I can work 65 hours a week and turn out a character in that time, I have full confidence you will be able to.
Across every universe with a causality compatibility within 0.32 cuils of Versecast standard, a signal undulated into the fabric of reality. In all the others they had to pirate it. On every world in these planes with some form of communication system, be it radio, blaarghcast, television or glacial vibration poetry, this signal (via the ceaseless efforts of near-infinite, bearded translators) blurted out the following message, in some fashion.
"Greetings, Sentience! Although most of your realities are not old enough to remember the last, the latest and greatest Dimensional Deathmatch is here! Coming to you live from the heart of the wondrous ship Versecore, we have a range of amazing and deadly combatants set to dazzle you with battles of skill, steel, science and whatever arcane abilities their reality supports!"
On those worlds where the audience had something akin to eyes, they beheld (if they were still capable of watching) a logo, tailor-made for their mentality, flashing gaudily. Many were already descending rapidly into hysteria as the religious, cultural, scientific and social implications of the impossible broadcast sank in. Although not right away, many resorted to total planetary suicide at the realisation that Reality TV was the one, true omniversal constant.
"Brought to you by Versecast Corporation, your peoples will soon bear witness to the greatest spectacle known to sentience; Mortal contest! The struggle for survival! The right to exist!"
On worlds whose inhabitants could not understand one or more of these concepts, societies sat baffled or were rent apart by the philosophical implications. On at least a technically unlimited number of them, their heads (or the equivalent) literally exploded.
"We go now live to Versecast Owner, Omnidimensional Chairman and your Host... Erzanx Infinus!"
On a stage made of tamed darkmatter, inlaid with novelty-sized stars, a figure coalesced out of the dying song of a god. It's one hell of a special effect, if you can afford it. Erzanx Infinus, functional owner of 93% of everything, opened his four arms wide and bowed before the assembed audiences of everywhere. The orange biped made a mockery of those civilisations in love with wide-screen, being as he was fourteen feet tall but only two wide across the chest. Fixing his optical receivers onto the camera-lens, he gave everyone a warm and friendly smile.
Fans have called the omnichairman 'confident' and 'charismatic', but those words were to Erzanx what an atom was to it's parent universe, both of which he owned. The fact was that if the existence of his omni-dimensional broadcast didn't shatter a world's religion, then the cults that sprang up in his name afterwards surely would. His presence commanded respect, directed attention and altered all who received it in subtle, but not necessarily temporally consistent ways. For example; on those worlds still capable of paying attention, ripples in causality spread back through the cultural timeline so that 78 percent of them were capable of recognising his attire as a, The, perfectly tailored three-piece suit.
On the others, it was just generally appreciated as being the classiest thing ever worn by anyone.
"Hello, Sentience" he said, noticeably altering birth and/or divorce rates on worlds which featured psychic or empathic conception. "Hello and welcome to Dimensional Deathmatch, one entity's attempt, my attempt, to revel in the forces of contest and reaction that drive all of creation."
As he spoke, small, media-trained clouds of matter spiraled, twisted and grew, forming shapes of haunting beauty before decaying into nothing once more. In the background, a star was flash frozen for emphasis.
"It is struggle, my friends, that brings out the unique and amazing within each of us. The unique, in the end, is the only thing that any of us can call truly valuable. You, all of you, will experience that wealth with me, through the eyes of those remarkable sentiences who will soon contest before us."
"Who are they, you ask? I cannot say, because only they truly know!" The showman cast his quartet of appendages wide, his posture perfect to within the nano-meter for conveying an overwhelming sense of joyful anticipation "I feel you, champions! Among the cosmos, your desires and struggles sing to me! To join me, to strive for victory and an eternity of glory, all you must do is call! Aloud, alight or within your mind, from within any shackles metaphorical or material I will hear and gather those most worthy! All may enter, all may compete for the grand prize! A single, unlimited, unfettered and unadulterated wish!. Stay tuned".
And with that, and a wink of his sparkling and all-coloured eyes, Erzanx faded away from the mind-bending stage. In his place was left a soothing swirl of omni-spectrum emissions tailor made for every viewing population. 'Stick around' it hinted 'what else are were you going to do with this period of time? Do you want to be the only person in your species who misses out?'
Between unintended space-time destabilisation, genocidal culture shock, philosophical or religious wars, involuntary intelligence retro-development, total conceptual incompatibility, species-ingrained apathy or, in one solitary example, there being something more interesting on, only 12 percent of recipient audiences understood and survived exposure to Versecast's most popular, and indeed, only, production. This was deemed acceptable, although Erzanx did later consider switching skin tone from orange to sky blue to appeal to a wider audience.