Winner Round 1: SeruGiran (#90) | Hother Umber is named Whoresbane becouse he disemboweled a whore that tried to steal from him in Oldtown, That whore was a man, that man was Turin
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Winner Round 2: Captain Zoran (#164) | Túrin was out in the field one day. His shiny hair, flowing in the wind, playing in the field of crops. Playfully did he entice with his games on the ground, gazing on his little toes. Little notice took he to the clouds, and a shame was that, 'cuz suddenly up he went, into the dragons mouth! Now nothing but scorched bones remain, to his father's great surprise!
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Winner Round 3: Túrin_Turambar (#200) | The last things Captain Zoran ever heard: Is there gold hidden in the village? STAB! Silver, gems? STAB! Is there more food? STAB! Where is Lord Beric Dondarrion? STAB! Which of the village folk aided him? STAB! When he rode off, where did he go? STAB! How many men were with them? STAB! How many knights, how many bowmen, how many men-at-arms? STAB! How were they armed? STAB! How many were horsed? STAB! How many were wounded? STAB! How many? STAB! How many? STAB! How many? STAB! Was there gold hidden in the village?
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Winner Round 4: Captain Zoran (#216) | Túrin *cough* cou- *cough* coughed himse-*AAACOUGH*-lf to an *cough* somewhat overly *coughcough* ripe gra-*cough*-ve.
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Winner Round 5: gggtotalwarrior (#255) |
Captain Zoran was hanged by one of the many Stannis Baratheons that seem to just pop up on this forum at random.
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Winner Round 6: Túrin_Turambar (#292) |
"I never win anything," Dolorous Edd complained. "The gods always smiled on ggggtotalwarrior, though. When the wildlings knocked him off the Bridge of Skulls, somehow he landed in a nice deep pool of water. How lucky was that, missing all those rocks?"
"Was it a long fall?" Grenn wanted to know. "Did landing in the pool of water save his life?"
"No," said Dolorous Edd. "He was dead already, from that axe in his head. Still, it was pretty lucky, missing the rocks."
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Winner Round 7: Stannis Baratheon & his loyal subject Martin616 (#356 & #357) | "Then i smashed her ing head in. Like this."
As he drew back his huge fist, the blood on his gauntlet seemed to smoke in the cold dawn air. There was a sickening crunch.
"He said it would be s-s-simple. The lance is a knight's weapon, he said, and B-Bronn was no true knight. Stannis Baratheon said he would unhorse him and finish him as he lay st-st-stunned."
Bronn was no true knight that was true. Bronn was a battle-hardened killer. Your cretin of a husband wrote his own death warrent. "A splendid plan. Dare I ask how it went awry?
"B-Bronn drove his lance through the chest of Stannis Baratheon poor h-h-h-horse. Stannis Baratheon, he . . . his legs were crushed when the beast fell. He screamed so piteously . . .
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Winner Round 8: achudnow (#407) | They found ggggtotalwarrior where they'd left him, under the oak. "I yield," he called out at once when he saw them. He'd flung away his own spear and raised his hands, splotchy green with old dye. "I yield. Please."
The man with the torch searched around under the trees. "Are you the last? Baker boy said there was a girl."
"She ran off when she heard you coming," ggggtotalwarrior said. "You made a lot of noise." And Arya thought, Run, Weasel, run as far as you can, run and hide and never come back.
"Tell me where we can find that whoreson Dondarrion, and there'll be a hot meal in it for you."
"Who?" said ggggtotalwarrior blankly.
"I told you, this lot don't know no more than those in the village. Waste o' bloody time."
One of the spearmen drifted over to ggggtotalwarrior. "Something wrong with your leg, boy?"
"It got hurt."
"Can you walk?" he sounded concerned.
"No," said ggggtotalwarrior, "you'll have to carry me."
"Think so?" The man lifted his spear casually and drove the point through the boy's soft throat. ggggtotalwarrior never even had time to yield again. He jerked once, and that was all. When the man pulled his spear loose, blood sprayed out in a dark fountain. "Carry him, he says," he muttered, chuckling.
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Winner Round 9: Mr. Lannister (#423) | "This was foul work" For once Roose Bolton's voice was loud enough to carry. "Where was the body found?"
"Under that ruined keep, my lord," replied LordRenly. "The one with the old gargoyles." The boy's gloves were caked with Turin's blood. "I told him not to go out alone. but he said he had to find a man who owed him silver"
"What man?" achudnow demanded. "Give me his name. Point him out to me, boy, and i will make you a cloak of his skin"
"He never said, my lord. Only that he won the coin at dice" LordRenly hesitated. "It was some White Harbour men who taught dice. I couldn't say wich ones, but it was them."
"My lord," boomed Mount Suribachi. "We know the an who did this. Killed this boy and all the rest. Not by his own hand, no. He is too fat and craven to do his own killing. But by his word." He turned to Mr.Lannister. "Do you deny it?"
The Lord of White Harbour bit a sausage in half. "I confess. . ." He wiped the grease from his lips with his sleeves. ". . .I confess that i know little of this poor boy. achudnow's squire, was he not? How old was the lad?"
"Nine, on his last nameday."
"So young." said Mr.Lannister. "Though mayhaps this was a blessing. Had he lived, he would have grown up to be a Frey."
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Winner Round 10: Feanaro Curufinwe (#464) | Instead ggggtotalwarrior went after Arrow2daknee. The players int the gallery had finally gotten both king and queen down to their name-day suits. With scarcely a moment's respite, they began to play a very different sort of song. No one sang the words, but ggggtotalwarrior knew ''The Rains of Castamere" when he heard them. Arrow2daknee was hurrying towards a door. He hurried faster, driven by the music. Six quick strides and he caught him. And who are you, the proud lord said, that I must bow so low?
He grabbed Arrow2daknee by the arm to turn him and went cold all over when he felt the iron rings beneath his silken sleeve. ggggtotalwarrior slapped him so hard he broke his lip. Gallus, he thought, and Captain Zoran,achudnow, all absent. And Pinkie Pie wept...
Arrow2daknee shoved him aside. The music drowned all other sound, echoing off the walls as if the stones themselves were playing. Trot gave Arrow2daknee an angry look and moved to block his way... and staggered suddenly as a quarrel sprouted from his side, just beneath the shoulder. If he screamed then, the sound was swallowed by the pipes and horns and fiddles. ggggtotalwarrior saw a second bolt pierce his leg, saw him fall. Up in the gallery, half the musicians had crossbows in their hands instead of drums or lutes.
He ran towards Trot, until something punched in the small of the back and the hard stone floor came up to slap him. ''Trot!" he screamed. He saw Mount Suribachi wrestle a table off its trestles. Crossbow bolts thudded into the wood, one two three, as he flung it down on top of his king. Hermod was ringed by Freys, their daggers rising and falling. Rafsanjohnny rose ponderously to his feet, holding a leg of lamb. A quarrel went in his open mouth and came out the back of his neck. Rafsajohnny crashed forward, knocking the table off its trestles and sending cups, flagons, trenchers, platters, turnips, beets and wine bouncing, spilling, and sliding across the floor.
ggggtotalwarrior's back was on fire. I have to reach him. Mount Suribachi bludgeoned Dearg Doom across the face with a leg of mutton. But when he reached for his swordbelt a crossbow bolt drove him to his knees. In a coat of gold or coat of red, a lion still has claws. He saw donions cut down by Chris Perry. One of the Stannis Baratheons was hamstrung by jacb547 as he was wrestling with luke1608. And mine are long and sharp, my lord as long and sharp as yours.
The crossbows took Prophet1331,warrior6 and half a dozen more. Young Thiril seized Fallen Angel Ezekiel by the arm, but ggggtotalwarrior saw him grab up a flagon of wine with his other hand, smash it full in his face, and run for the door. It flew open before he reached it. Blatta Optima Maxima pushed into the hall, clad in steel from helm to heel. A dozen Frey men-at-arms packed the door behind him. They were armed with heavy longaxes. ''Mercy!" ggggtotalwarrior cried, but horns and drums and the clash of steel smothered his plea. Blatta Optima Maxima buried the head of his axe in Fallen Angel Ezekiel's stomach.
By then men were pouring in the other doors as, mailed men is shaggy fur cloaks with steel in their hands. Northmen! He took them for rescue for half a heartbeat, till one of them struck Mount Suribachi's head off with two huge blows of his axe. Hope blew out like a candle in a storm. In the midst of slaughter, Turin_Turambar sat on his carved oaken throne, watching greedily. There was a dagger on the floor a few feet away, Perhaps it had skittered there when Mount Suribachi knocked the table off its trestles, or perhaps it had fallen off a dying man. ggggtotalwarrior crawled towards it. His limbs were leaden, and the taste of blood was in his mouth. I will kill Turin_Turambar, he told himself. Sgt Noob was closer to the knife, hiding under a table, but he only cringed away as he snatched up the blade. I will kill Turin, I can do that much at least.
Then the tabletop that Trot was under shifted, and Trot struggled to his knees. He had an arrow in his side, a second in his leg, a third through his chest. Turin raised a hand, and the music stopped, all but one drum. ggggtotalwarrior heard the crash of a distant battle, and closer the wild howling of a wolf. Grey Wind,he rememberedtoo late. ''Heh"Turin cackled at Trot, ''the King in the North arises. Seems we killed some of your men, Your Grace. Oh, but I'll make you an apology, that will mend them all again heh"
ggggtotalwarrior grabbed a handful of Sgt. Noob's long grey hair and dragged him out of his hiding place. ''Turin!" he shouted. ''TURIN!" The drum beat slow and sonorous, doom doom doom. ''Enough" said ggggtotalwarrior ''Enough I say. You have repaid betrayal with betrayal, let it end." The drum went boom doom boom doom boom doom. Turin_Turambar peered at him in mistrust. ''Only a fool would believe such blather. Do you take me for a fool?"
''Keep me as a hostage. But let Trot go."
''No" Trot's voice was whisper faint. ''ggggtotalwarrior, no"
''Yes, get up and go."
Turin_Turambar snorted. ''And why would i let him do that?" He pressed his blade deeper into Sgt. Noob's throat. He rolled his eyes at him in mute appeal. A foul stench assailed his throat but he paid it no more mind than he did the sullen pounding of that drum.
Blatta Optima Maxima and jacb547 were circling round his back, but ggggtotalwarrior did not care.
A man in dark armour and a pale pink cloak spotted with blood stepped up to Trot. ''Mr. Lannister sends his regards." He thrust the longsword through Trot's heart and twisted. Trot had broken his word but ggggtotalwarrior had kept his. He tugged hard on Sgt. Noob's hair and sawed at his neck until the blade grated on bone. Blood ran hot over his fingers. Sgt. Noob's little bells were ringing,ringing,ringing, and the drum went boom doom boom.
Finally someone took the knife away from him. ''Mad" someone said, ''he's lost his wits." and someone else said ''Make an end" and a hand grabbed him from his scalp just as he had done to Sgt. Noob. Then the steel was at his throat and it's bite was red and cold.
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Winner Round 11:gaius1700 & ggggtotalwarrior (#491 & #492) | jacb547 was a puppy born in Astapor.
gaius1700 was Talysa Maegyr;s unborn child.
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