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@SteveAdamo @Geoffers747 Wouldn’t it be a good idea to add a ‘Forum Games’ section where it doesn’t add to post count and there is no minimum characters needed? I don’t know if that’s possible on the Discourse, though.
I personally don’t feel we need a category like this … I don’t think it’d be used an awful lot.
If it is, we don’t have access to it. You can alter minimum characters etc. but as far as I know that is applied across the whole discourse rather than category specific.
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Well I already proved how to trivially get past the minimum character limit which means it should probably be marked as a bug, after all I did make a 6 character post a little bit back in here. The way I did it was that it counts the characters used to make tags but doesn’t display them so something like [b][/b] counts as 7 characters but will display as nothing. Totally easy. I’ll agree that a forum games category seems unnecessary but if some actually get going it could change, there isn’t anything to put in it currently though other than this thread.
However as you see this thread hasn’t generated particularly inspiring stuff.
Stonehearthia once was a magnificent Lagomorph who burned calories while Ravenously baking Lagomorphs. Simultaneously, Crafting exquisite deadly Pancakes the lagomorph bulbasaur
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evolved
ivysaur
vinewhip’d
venusaur
confused
charmander
I try and go as far back as possible when choosing words that fit grammatically but with verb/noun pairs constantly it’s hard to go back very far. I’ve tried this strategy of constant pokemon before for a similar thread in a different forums and I’m interested in comparing results, it took 20-30 pokemon before someone complained then.
died.
Body is invalid, if you don’t freakin’ stop right now…
Everyone
Please put very sad after this…
has
(Everyone has) anything before that doesn’t make much sense to me 
I didn’t know forum games were allowed yay
Also for this one, maybe we should be allowed to put up four words instead of one…
murdered
freakin undescriptive body messageeee!!!
eachother.
He he, I made two words into one
Andsotherefore
words
words happen
words
sighs Guys. Just … to do one word posts just fill the space with some code:
<> </>
Put anything between the brackets and you’re good to go.
Edit: I look pretty stupid now … it would appear the brackets aren’t displaying … nothing to see here.
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it’s ok, we still love you… in a mostly platonic sorta way…
i was trying (and apparantly failing) to relay this option earlier… if you enter text between a < and >, it will be seen as an HTML tag… just use something bogus like <filler text here>, without the quotes, and you will have exceeded the word limit…
but be warned, this is only valid on goofy forum games like this… 1 word responses elsewhere will be met with extreme prejudice! and maybe even a 
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edit: ha! had to go back to realize the < were being stripped out… 
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everyone
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As I mentioned earlier the best one I’ve ever seen came as a result of a sentence or two at a time. It died eventually because of lack of interest which was partially due to very little active members in the community. I’m putting here a copy of what it came up with, like I said it was actually mostly cohesive and half decent it would probably work better though if you had more than two main people working on it. There was slight reformatting as it progressed like the titles but it did work pretty well I reckon, unfortunately a word at a time seems to lack the ability to actually do anything so it very quickly falls apart, the longer groups allow for it to function as you can actually see what’s happening. The fact that each post included the previous one helped as well as it meant you could read the whole thing at any point with ease.
Prologue
A man awakens in a field, a brilliant light source shining behind him. He turns around and sees a great monolith, a giant shining orb set atop it. The giant orb seems to be the source of all light in this strange place. He seems to be drawn to the giant orb, but he feels he should try to make some basic tools first. He hastily collects some bare resources, and grinds down a few stones to make a hatchet and shovel. Soon he’s chopping at a tree, till he hears the satisfying thud of it hitting the ground. Collecting the lumber he starts to work on a tree house in one of the larger trees. As the sun starts to set he quickly finishes up the basic shelter. As he gets settled in his tree house, he see flickering lights outside his window. He peers out, and see’s figures huddled around some campfires. He thinks it might just be the dull light, but they seem a little green and small… He turns his head, hoping not to be noticed. For now, he needs sleep. As he dozes off, he regains less of his memory than he had hoped, only the names Steve, his own, and Veronica.
His slumber is a short-lasted one, though. The green monsters he spotted earlier, aren’t slimes as expected, but actually a tribe of goblins. He looks outside to see them circling his tree, chanting words over and over in a murmur. He thinks he hears the words “human”, and “fire”, but isn’t sure if it’s just his imagination. Then he smells the smoke. It is a horrible, acrid smell, clogging his nose and inspiring revulsion, and then he remembers. He’d smelt it before, back before this place, back when they accused her, the screaming lasted for hours and the smell for longer just because she tried to help one of them. The memory fades, but revenge courses through his veins, and his deep-seeded hatred for goblins resurfaces. He frantically breaks a branch off the tree, and peers through the burning leaves and smoke at one particularly gruesome beast. He see’s a leather-clad warrior being held by one of the goblins, most of his armor torn to shreds. The warrior is being dragged to a pit of fire, where he sees the corpse of a burnt human. That is when Steve decided to act. Seeing the man get thrown on the fire he grabs his hatchet and shovel he tries to see some more before rushing down, he quickly sees the rest of the group the other two must have come from. He can’t make them out completely but he thinks there’s two of them, unfortunately they’re on the other side of the camp so he’ll have to figure out a way around if he wants to free them without fighting his way through.
Clambering down the back of the tree to try and avoid alerting the goblins he slips on a branch falling noisily to the ground, as he starts to stand he sees some of the goblins rushing round the tree. He tries to fight them off but their spears and superior numbers allow them to quickly overwhelm him, the last thing he feels is something sharp impaling his neck before he dies.
Chapter the First
She sees it stir, all her effort coming towards this moment, her first minion. She found a corpse abandoned in a forest - burnt to where barely any flesh was left, likely a victim of goblins given the bite marks - she carried it back to her lair for use as her first minion, stripped it to just bone, carefully drew out the ritual circles for it, inscribed the runes of loyalty and power onto it’s bones and said the hundred and thirty-eight verses of resurrection all for this, soon the world would acknowledge her, she would crush all those who had wronged her with her army of the damned. And then the eyes lit up.
The skeleton rises, orbs of light floating where it’s eyes would be, bones rattling as they fly into place it stands. It looks unto her and slowly it’s jaw starts to open, a swish of air is released and then it happened, with a rasp the first words came forth “Why’ve ya summoned me?”
“You shall serve me as my minion, first among equals, leader of much to follow. You shall aid in my vengeance and in turn I shall aid yours in kind. First we shall make you stronger, for you are weak, we shall make you a black skeleton.”
He laughed, bones rattling and clanking up against one another. “I knew I’d get a chance for revenge… I always do.”
She wrapped her arm around his shoulder, brushing off some skin residue, and comforting him. “You seek revenge? Give me a name, and the deed will be done in time. But first… we need ash, oil, and two paws of a dark-wolf. I know just the place to hunt.” Gesturing towards a small pile of weapons and clothes in the corner she instructs it to arm and clothe itself in preparation for the journey. “First I must gather some supplies as the paws must be from a still living wolf and they dwell a few days travel from here, you must strive to avoid revealing your lacking of flesh from others we may encounter as it simply would not do for me to be discovered this early in my quest.”
He picks up a cowboy hat and shirt, studying them closely. What used to be so close to home for him now disgusts the skeletal. He scuffs and slips on the clothes unendearingly. “By the way, my name is Illiah. I’ve… been around awhile.” She tosses him a small staff, enchanted with dark magic, before picking up her own weapon of choice, a slender yet powerful wand. “Now come quickly, we must perform it on the night of the blue moon so there is no time to waste.”
And so the stage was set, armed with staff and wand our heroes Steve and Illiah were off, raring to defeat the Dark King and control this land for themselves - well mainly Illiah as Steve dosen’t know that part of the plan yet - facing opposition from the forces of the kingdom to the holy order of Hrulfgar and everything between. Win or lose it would be a tale for the ages, of betrayal and vengeance, of love and loss, conflict between the darkness and the light within our very souls, and of course lots and lots of fighting. However while you were distracted reading this our noble ambitious adventurers had set off and since you’re a particularly slow reader they’d even managed to make the whole three day trip in the time, it’s only two more days to the ritual so you were really slow. Anyway as our heroes are already entering the mountainous regions in which the dark wolves reside our story will resume.
Glancing back at her companion to check he’s still following Illiah continues to lead them to their destination. “We shall stay at a cave I prepared for the ritual prior, with the Lady’s blessing it shall still be protected and ready so you shall travel behind so as to protect against any would be ambushers.”
“Ok mi’ lady, when’ll we reach it?”
“You know what I told you about your speech so why must you continue to do it, but we have arrived so help me set up now and do not talk if you continue to do so with those boorish words.”
Illiah threw down the single bag she was carrying, and Steve dropped all three of his, along his staff. Lady hummed a tone to herself quietly, as she sprinkled holy water near the entrance.
“Why’ve we brought her along, shes crazy and I’m sick of carrying all her stuff.” Steve said. Illiah looked at him with disgust.
“Show her some respect! She was present at the conception of our universe, she’s practically a god.”
“Ughhh… I’m so sick of all this magic and religion, I came here with the simple task of retrieving two wolf paws.”
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