What if..?

[SMuz]

It wouldn't matter anyway, since our bone skinning knives would ineptly hack those powersuits to pieces. There might be a few more magickers hired to wipe them out too.

What if Armageddon was pay to play?

[Qzzrbl]

It wouldn't matter anyway, since our bone skinning knives would ineptly hack those powersuits to pieces. There might be a few more magickers hired to wipe them out too.

What if Armageddon was pay to play?

The staff would either:

A. Have more money than they know what to do with.
B. Realize it was a bad idea and make it free to play again.


What if Undertuluk dried back up and became habitable once more?

[Salt Merchant]

What if Undertuluk dried back up and became habitable once more?

Rogue magickers would resume going there to die to elves.

What if a mad defiler were to succeed in crossbreeding dwarves and gith, and called his new minions "orcs"?

[HavokBlue]

"They're taking the halflings to Allanak!"


What if you could purchase a hang glider/flying machine that gave your mundane PC the ability to fly?

[Taven]

"They're taking the halflings to Allanak!"


What if you could purchase a hang glider/flying machine that gave your mundane PC the ability to fly?

Whirans would have sky raiding, since nobody but them would be able to use weapons or cast while flying, since they would have to focus on the machine. People would treat flying as very risky.

What if templars had the option to customize their robes, color and style wise?

[Saellyn]

"They're taking the halflings to Allanak!"


What if you could purchase a hang glider/flying machine that gave your mundane PC the ability to fly?

Whirans would have sky raiding, since nobody but them would be able to use weapons or cast while flying, since they would have to focus on the machine. People would treat flying as very risky.

What if templars had the option to customize their robes, color and style wise?

You'd see a lot more black robes running around Allanak...

What if Tektolnes, for one day, did nothing but stand in the Gaj and watch people interact... SEKRITLY?

[FantasyWriter]

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A strange blur is here watching people spam-listen and whine about seeing lowlifes in the lowlife bar.

>l blur
YOUR EYES FALL OUT OF YOUR HEAD!!!

Welcome to Armageddon!

(c) Disconnect from character

What if all the Tuluki templars woke up in Allanak one morning and Nak's in Tuluk?

[Saellyn]

... People would be butchered left and right in Tuluk, while in Allanak people would disappear left and right. Eventually, Tek and Muk Utep would get sick of the bullshit and swap Templars.

What if you could play as a Black Robe?

[lordcooper]

I'd just have to try and kill Tek.  Basically, the character wold be very short-lived.

What if both Sorcerer Kings died simultaneously, of natural causes?

[HavokBlue]

It would be covered up by the Templarate and things would be business as usual.

What if delves got dirt bikes?

[Marshmellow]

They'd sell them for all of Allanak if they could drag them somewhere to sell them.

What if the three moons thing was a transition to a Dragonlance style magick system?

[Riev]

What if the three moons thing was a transition to a Dragonlance style magick system?

You'd see a crap ton of Raistlin Majere-types running around, and only a few leet magickers running around as Dalamar the Dark. Permadeath, my ass!

What if each city state had one, long-lived PC in their state Militia that everyone got behind for every RPT?

[a strange shadow]

Everyone would target the long-lived PC and dog-pile them until they were dead.

What if we had 500+ players at peak?

[MeTekillot]

Everyone would target the long-lived PC and dog-pile them until they were dead.

What if we had 500+ players at peak?

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The Gladiator and the Gaj Tavern -- Main Room [N, E, S, Quit]
   This common room composes the bulk of the Gladiator and the Gaj
Tavern, a bustling establishment founded in the Year of Suk-Krath's
Defiance of the 19th age.  A cacophony of sounds fills the inn, from the
busy murmur of the many merchants that frequent the location to the
howling of the crowd, greeting the arriving news of the latest arena
fight, to the drunken whine of the hundreds of commonfolk that have made
the place famous.  Stout wooden beams support the paneled roof of the
room, each bearing many drawings carved by the patrons of the tavern.
An agafari-wood bar dominates the western side of the room, the shelves
behind it supporting the weight of many alcoholic beverages.  Wood and
stone tables with matching chairs are strewn all over the chamber in
clusters as to allow waiters and waitresses to circulate with ease.  A
raised platform has been erected in the northeastern corner for the
messengers and hawkers hired by the establishment that relay the latest
news from the arena.
   To the north, a scarred tarp of carru hide leads out onto the busy
Caravan Way.  Flickering yellow and orange light spills out from the
southern room of the tavern, where the meals are prepared and where
travelers may roast their raw meat for free.  Eastwards lies the public
sleeping area, while a door lies behind the bar, most likely a back
room.
A wall here is designated as a message board.
Many tressy-tressed maidens are standing here.
Several tall muscular men are standing here.
The big fat dude is standing here.
The sultry young girl is standing here.
The tale, moskular men is standing here.
The thick-bearded, half-giant soldier drinks some ale at the bar.
A sharp-eyed female prostitute slouches in a corner.
The towering, golden-haired half-giant is here, crouched beside a table.
The hairy, dark-skinned woman watches the room from beside the bar here.
The lean, sun-reddened woman laughs as she talks at a large table here.
A dark-skinned human barkeep stands behind the bar.
The brutally-scarred orange dwarf sits here at a table, drinking heavily.
The angular, silver-eyed man is here, leaning casually against a wall.

The tall, muscular man shouts, in sihirish:
      "selling a obsidins sword for 50 pieces pm me!!!!!!!"

the tressy-tressed maiden says in sihirish:
     "psi no i don't want to cyber with you"

The tall, muscular man says in sihirish:
     "hold on guys wait i'm starving"

And so began the fall of Armageddon.

What if the staff reverted back to the "Coming Soon..." stories for 2.Arm, basing the game around those times?

[Salt Merchant]

What if the staff reverted back to the "Coming Soon..." stories for 2.Arm, basing the game around those times?

Then monkeys would fly out of my butt.

What would happen if Red Storm turned into a matriarchy?

[Gunnerblaster]

What would happen if Red Storm turned into a matriarchy?

Red Storm - Ruled by the Sand Lord Lady.

What if all of Zalanthas was ruled by their own respective Matriarchs?

[Saellyn]

... Major drama from Sorcerer Queens would ensue, and we don't want that.

What if... YOU ACTUALLY WON THE GAME(Armageddon)

[EvilRoeSlade]

I'd make a bragging post on the GDB and start a new game +.

What if Superman arrived on Zalanthas, determine to set right any wrong he discovered?

[Potaje]

I'd make a bragging post on the GDB and start a new game +.

What if Superman arrived on Zalanthas, determine to set right any wrong he discovered?

I would wish up for a quiver full of kryptinite arrows after maxing my ranger archer, wear all green and call myself the green arrow.

What if the "dragon" was amongst us, in a red dress and loved show tunes?

[edited] (English dammit, do you speak it?)

[Yasbusta]

I'd make a bragging post on the GDB and start a new game +.

What if Superman arrived on Zalanthas, determine to set right any wrong he discovered?

I would wish up for a quiver full of kryptinite arrows after maxing my ranger archer, wear all green and call myself the green arrow.

What is was amongst us, in a red dress and love shown tunes?

I would be thoroughly confused and decide to relearn English, wait a moment, thats what I'm doing right now, being confused.




What if Potaje posted on the gdb and played arm when awake instead of asleep?

[Taven]

I would be thoroughly confused and decide to relearn English, wait a moment, thats what I'm doing right now, being confused.

What if Potaje posted on the gdb and played arm when awake instead of asleep?

Then we wouldn't have GDBers making questions that have nothing to do with Arm that pick on players.

What if everyone in Allanak was legally required to clean a templar's boots with their tongue before speaking to that templar?

[SMuz]

There would be a lot more commoners making sure that the streets are clean of shit so that a templar doesn't step on one.

What if Armageddon released the source code after Arm Reborn is finished, so that other people could build RPIs based on the Arm code?

[Saellyn]

You'd see a lot of really bad things like

Armagdon
Armgdon
armagedon
arm
hello kitty brutal style!

What if somehow, us all playing Arm meant we were related IRL?

[a strange shadow]

Armageddon player hookups would become 200% more disturbing.

What if Zalanthas was really Mars?

[Erythil]

I would demand IMMEDIATE implementation of Barsoom adventures just outside of the Known.

What if Tektolnes had an elite force of different-colored Templar named for animals...who transformed in a highly practiced sequence?