Little Experimental Game... (join in!)
 

Alright, here's the deal. Me and Slightly Aboveaverage Man were talking today and I got an idea for a game that would be fun. Here are the rules:

Have you ever heard of Calvinball? Well, it's like a roleplaying version of that. Basically, you can make up objects, people, creatures, powers for your own character, whatever the hell you want. Unorganized Godmoding. Feel free to go nuts. :D

First, let's say there's a random guy standing in a large field... (someone else continue)

(Wow...were you in the TWC forums, cuz we did something exactly like this...in fact, so exactly like this that it was this...)

BM throws the calvinball at the guys head. "Ha, now you can't move until somebody recites the Yugoslavian pledge in Pig Latin backwards. And I get a scrillion points for every second your frozen."

J Man runs out, grabs the calvin ball, loads it into a bazooka and fires it DIRECTLY AT BM'S CROTCH. *9999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999 999999999 DAMAGE!!!* J Man takes the ball, and then eats it. "OOGABOOGABOOGA!!! Now for every second that the ball is in my stomach, I get 9999999999999999999999999999999999999 jilllion points!!! And for every second BM is down, I get 99999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999 999999999999 jillion points!!!" J Man then starts breakdancing. And then he breaks his arm.

Nope, what is it

FZ uses a bazooka and blows up J Man, leaving nothing but the Calvinball where he stood. The he picks it up and says, "For every minute I hold the Calvin ball, I get a googleplex of points (That is a one followed by one-hundred zeros for those not in the know.)"

"HA" Said the [DUNDUNDUN]REAL BM as he stepped out behind a conveniently placed tree that covered him up exactly.

"That was a robotic decoy, and you, J Man, ate a poisonous Hobbesball, so you lose all those points the longer it is in your stomach, and it makes you go cross eyed, while I get your bazooka *yoink* and with it, I SHOOT OFF YOUR LEGS FOR 99999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999 99999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999 999.1 grillion skillion yillion points of non-healable damage. MUHAHAHAHHA*cough*HAHAHAHAH" *bazooka shooting off legs sound, cuz thats what he did* *sound of not reading past posts and seeing that J Man is now a pile of gooey ashes...*

"Damn...well...cowtapult FZ, and I still know the location of the true calvin ball!"

OOC: ummm... Godmode, yes, but please attempt to keep your sanity.

Jadarendir then comes with his invincible staff and pokes BM to see if he's still alive.

Calvinball is from Calvin and Hobbes, it's a game with only one rule: anything you make up.

Jad flicks his lighter and snatches the Calvin ball. "HA! I now have the firepower token." He lights the ball on fire and punts it at BM's head. "Thirty 'Disco Inferno' points for me. Now you all have to do the hussle."

J Man then somehow revives, and walks out onto the field, breaks FZ's hands, steals the ball, and makes a gajillion billion nillion willion goals scoring a lot of points. "OOGABOOGA!"