[Forum Game] Evil Genius: Mastermind

[Tapscott]

((Stats have been updated. A reminder to the following players:

Alex
Fingon
Jeeshadow

That I did not receive orders from you, either at all or on time. Failure to send orders in for two consecutive turns will result in being kicked from the game.))

 

[LatinKaiser]

((Here's my henchman.))

Name: Mr. Anthony Rainsford
Age: 35
Bio: Anthony is, like his master, a gentleman through and through. He is a most professional butler, but he also served with the SAS until recently. He is quite capable snd unquestionably loyal to Sir Arnold.

 

[Plank of Wood]

The following video is anonymously is sent to Dr. Whilst;

[video=youtube;jmNU8blUwms]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmNU8blUwms[/video]

 

[BlackBishop]

*PsssSsshhhhkkkkkkkk!!!!*

"I ummm ahhh..... Don't have a lot of time. We are jamming Shield Industry signals, but I don't know how long we can bar their transmission. You must listen to me! Shield Industries are not what they appear to be... They are a front for the Eye of Horus. They have led you to believe it is a harmless fraternity but, my friends, nothing can be further from the truth.

They are transmitting signals through your tv sets to make you docile, I have the documents here to prove it... and the weather array they are building in Alaska - Don't be fooled! They are working on old technology from Nicholas Tesla to manipulate weather by beaming energy into the ionosphere. I have the documents!!!

My friends, Eye of Horus are nothing more then extra-dimensional reptilian ---

*PsssSSSHhhhkkkk!!!*

..."We seem to have been experiencing some technical difficulties. Now back to our regular programming..."

 

[Falc]

((A plain white envelope arrives for each of you EXCEPT those stationed in the UK. The envelope is plain, there's a single sheet of plain white paper inside, the letter is typed with a very plain typeface, ...))


Greetings to you all,


I would like to extend to each of you a particular offer. You see, I find myself in need of your minions.

To be specific, I have a cunning plan.

Part of that cunning plan involves having some foreign masterminds cause trouble in the United Kingdom. Nothing too impressive, just some minor evil deeds.

I have myself prepared a few of these minor operations, but it is vital that they are credibly executed by foreign agents.

I would thus like to offer the following.

You provide me with a few of your own minions (no more than 10, very likely less), including uniforms and any other distinguishing marks.
In trade, I provide you with double the amount of minions from my own supplies, or cash.

Your minions will most likely end up caught by the security forces. It is thus very important that they at all times point to you as the instigator of the operation.
This would of course also imply that you gain the Infamy associated with these operations.

Please contact me ASAP if you wish to take advantage of this offer.


Captain Obvious



((Tapscott, I assume you have no objections to such a deal?))

 

[brovahkiin]

((A letter arrives delivered by a suspicious looking vampire bat the envelope is black there is a single sheet of white paper penned in human blood))
Dear Captain,
I am always ready for some chaos and confusion
I don't believe my minions need uniforms as they are the only undead one around
I will accept this offer unless something comes up
oh and cash is good
((Yes unless Tapscott says we can't do it))

 

[Tapscott]

((I've got no objection whatsoever. Go right ahead.))

 

[Dadarian]

Name: Baron Rip von Squat-Thrust, King of the Himalayas

Real Life Name: I just told you, it Baron Rip von Squat-Thrust, first baron of the realm and lord defender of Germany and the Anglican Church. I didn't conquer the Herero in order to allow some republican twiddle to question my authority!

Age: My age? How dare you ask my age you imperious scallawag! I'll keelhaul you before sending you to fight in the 1st African Rifles where you shall fight in the Serengeti! Whipper snappers these days, His Majesty would be furious at all your sniffle-stalling.

Biography: The Greatest man that has ever lived. Given Peerage by His Majesty King Wilhelm I of Great Britain I tell you hwat.

Secret Base: I could lie and say it was something tiny like a small yacht, but lying is against the will of the Queen, God Bless Old Bess. But in truth I own the entirety of London and the Berlin underground. Reginald!, where is my tea? I cannot hit a wicket when I do not have a cuppa in my hand.

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Name: Reginald

Real Life Name: I dinna ken why he calls me Reginald, my name is Thomas O'Toole. I'm not even English! Also dinna pay him no mind, if you haven'a noticed he's 12 and has a shaky grasp of both history and geography. His real name is William Henry George, a name of first names. No wonder he dinna want to keep it.

Age: I'm 32 and of fair health. My master is 12 and I have no idea why I stay with the little amadan. I guess I dinna really have anywhere else to go. It dinna make sense, but it dinna matter in the end. I thinks to meself that the idea of telling an evil genius his bed time stories is amusing somehow. I guess in the end I'm as dÚsachtach as he is.

Biography: Well I was a beggar in Dublin for awhile, moved about this way and that until ... wait, his littleness is calling. What?! Oh, I need to chase the monsters from his closet, I'll be back.

...

Where were we? Ah yea, this little bugger ends up picking me off the streets. I thought it was a joke until he brought me back to his "lab", which he made himself. Leave it be that it was made of garbage and produced an endless supply of candy. Pretty sure Rip was pretty malnourished. Anyways I thinked to meself this is a pretty good way to make some money, so I started as his "assistant". Truth be told this may or may not all my fault, but I think it's grand, I am making ualaí móra of money and the twerp thinks he's royalty or something. I dinna ken who really is in charge here.

Secret Base: It's a yacht off of Sri Lanka. Apparently he owns a village there. Yup, a whole blighting sráidbhaile, daors and all. Dinna ken how he got it, but it's slightly impressive.

 

[Arrowfiend]

A courier arrives at Dr. Obvious' lair, carrying a small letter bound with red wax. The man carrying the letter is wearing a coat and tie, and looks like your average joe. The only thing that differentiated him from others was the "SPQR" emblazoned on the coat's pocket. The courier drops the letter off without a word, and you are inclined to open it. Within it reads:

To the esteemed Dr. Obvious,

The great Caesar is interested in your plan. Ten legionnaires have been dispatched and will arrive shortly after the courier to assist. Be warned, though; if you do not fulfill your end of the deal, Caesar's wrath shall descend upon you.

Signed,

Caesar

 

[unmerged(271387)]

(( Would supporting Falc's scheme cost as a plot or a military order? ))

 

[Tapscott]

(( Would supporting Falc's scheme cost as a plot or a military order? ))

((Plot order))

 

[brovahkiin]

(((Did me saying I will support count as sending in the order?)))

 

[alexander23]

"a small but completly unatural bird arrive at dr. Obvious place"
Reptilia arachnida will be supporting your plan good "Doctor" hope you dont dissapoint us.

 

[Dr.Livingstone]

The following video is anonymously is sent to Dr. Whilst;

[video=youtube;jmNU8blUwms]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmNU8blUwms[/video]

The following video anonymously replies.

[video=youtube;cAy4zULKFDU]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cAy4zULKFDU[/video]

 

[Tapscott]

(((Did me saying I will support count as sending in the order?)))

((No, it must be included in orders.))

 

[Tapscott]

QuickTime Event
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The world’s leading astronomers have come together to make a joint-announcement today, with an incredible find being declared. A meteorite, believed to be composed almost purely of plutonium, is on a crash course for the planet Earth. Rather than being worried, or preaching about a possible end of the world, the scientists assure the media that the meteorite, dubbed Wee Charlie, will not cause any global apocalypse, and its current trajectory places it well clear of any land mass, with it instead being expected to land in the Pacific Ocean, far from any inhabited islands. Claims on which nation has the right to retrieve Wee Charlie have already broken out between several nations, with the United States and the Soviet Union, already locked in a menacing confrontation about Russia’s claims to several Japanese islands, posturing aggressively to each other. The anti-Terror organizations of ARMOR and STRONG are believed to be devoting much of their energy to undermining the efforts of the other, in a bid to secure Wee Charlie from each other. As the diplomatic situation escalates, the USA and the USSR seem like to call on their allies to help assert their claims to Wee Charlie.

As the situation worsens, some of the scientists warn that not enough consideration is being given to the criminal organizations that are sprouting like weeds across the world. The villains Dr. Coma, Captain Obvious, William Green and Scarlett are mentioned as an attempt to raise the concern of the anti-Terror agencies, but the scientists are ignored. The situation is ripe for an Evil Genius to steal Wee Charlie out from the under the nose of both ARMOR and STRONG, showing their strength and audacity to the world.

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This is a QuickTime Event, where the first to post their willingness to undertake this mission shall have the chance to benefit from the event, if successful. To put forth your interest, simply state your Evil Geniuses name, and what you would plan to do.

E.g. Dr. Evil sends 20 minions to capture some scientists, and force them to expose where the meteorite is expected to land exactly, before sending those 20, along with 30 more, to go secure the meteorite.

This QuickTime Event requires:
The player to spend $50m.
To be able to send 50 minions.
Have a minimum of 10 infamy.

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Also, orders are due this Saturday (the 20th), at 6pm, UTC+8.

 

[aedan777]

William Green sends 50 minions to steal Wee Charlie, after feeding false information to ARMOR and STRONG to get them to search the wrong areas, allowing my men to seize the rock easily.

 

[unmerged(271387)]

Dr. Coma will send 60 minions to steal the comet, while using his connections with ARMOR to make the agency escalate tensions with their soviet counterparts.

 

[brovahkiin]

(( shouldn't I have 160 minions because I got 10 extra last turn?))

 

[Tapscott]

QuickTime Event Resolution
**********************

As the situation between the United States and the Soviet Union escalates, tensions continue to rise between ARMOR and STRONG. Locked into a bitter confrontation, each side desperate to outsmart the other, a pair of Evil Geniuses seek to take Wee Charlie for themselves.
The first madman to take advantage of the tense standoff between the world’s two Super Powers, and their respective anti-Terror agencies, is the renowned Evil Genius William Green. Green taps into the spy networks of both ARMOR and STRONG that are present in Australia to find where the meteorite is expected to land, and then proceeds to filter disinformation throughout their networks. Listing over a dozen different sites as being the potential landing areas for Wee Charlie, Green manages to spread confusion amongst the ranks of ARMOR and STRONG, with both sides suspecting the other of attempting to trick them but both unwilling to take the chance. As ARMOR and STRONG agents disperse across the Pacific Ocean, Green assembles his minions to move in, only to encounter an unexpected challenge. The presence of minions representing the Coma.

Dr. Coma had also taken a keen interest in the plutonium meteorite, but had decided to lay in wait and see what would happen before he made his move. His patience paid off, as the work of William Green saw the agents of ARMOR and STRONG spread out across the vastness of the Pacific Ocean. As Green moved in towards the expected point of impact, of Wee Charlie, the Coma used his henchman, the Robotic Assistant, to alert certain ARMOR agents to Green’s location. While Green go closer and closer to the impact zone, and Wee Charlie drew nearer and nearer, becoming visible to the naked eye, the minions of Dr. Coma lept into action. Using a diversionary ploy to fool Green’s minions into thinking they had a numerical advantage, the minions of the Coma silently slipped underneath Green’s underlings and emerged behind them. Encircled and outgunned, Green’s men suffered heavy casualties before they managed to escape. To make matters worse for Green’s men, as they finally escaped the onslaught of the Coma’s wrath, they spotted ARMOR ships bearing down on theirs. Green’s minions panicked and broke formation, and procedure, at the sight of the organization, unwilling and unable to fight anymore. Only five minions made it back to Australia, where they fearfully prepared themselves to present their failure to William Green.

For the part of Dr. Coma’s minions, their task was simple after they had chased off the minions of Green. Wee Charlie came crashing down into the ocean exactly where the Coma had predicted, and was easily scavenged. The minions speedily returned back to the lair of the Coma, taking their precious cargo with them. The amount of wealth the Doctor could expect from this success was staggering.

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Dr. Coma successfully stole the plutonium meteorite, Wee Charlie.

Dr. Coma: +$300m; -15 minions; +10 infamy.

William Green: -$50m; -45 minions; -10 infamy.