Post by The Cardmaster on Jan 5, 2013 15:53:41 GMT -5
((A full house..really?))
Twisted Fate smiled at his pocket queens, and after the first three cards were in play, he knew he was set for this round. However, there was fresh meat at the table, and seeing how he was the best...it would only be fair. After all how would enjoy the game without a little challenge, "Well Orianna how poker works is like this. The dealer, who was Graves, deals out everyone two cards, which ya' don't show ta' nobody. After that he will discard the top card n' deal out the cards, as he has done. The goal is ta' get as many matchin' cards as possible or a sequence of cards in a row, or of the same suite" he explained before gesturing to the two 3's on the table, "What is on the table is a "pair" n' because its on the table everyone has a "pair." Above a pair is a three of a kind, or three of the same card, after that is two pairs, then we have a full house, which is a three of a kind n' two pairs. Then we go into a flush, which five cards of the same suite, n' that is trumped by a straight, which is a sequence of cards. Fer' example the cards 2-6 would be a straight, n' then one can combine a straight n' a flush ta' form a straight flush. Finally there is the head honcho, which is the royal straight flush, which is a 10, the face cards, n' the ace of the same suit."
He paused for a brief moment while he tossed the large starting bet onto the table. Then he explains what he has done, "After each turn of new cards we go round' the table. A player can "check" which means pass on betting and check their hand, they can raise, which means putting more gold on the line, "call" which means they put in the same amount that someone raised, n' finally they can fold. Which they lose the money they put in and turn in their hand till the next round. N' don't worry bout the details too much..ya' ought ta' pick em up fast."
Orianna stares at her cards, her face completely blank. She clicks as she looks at those at the table with her. The quiet ticking sounding until her was her turn to bet. The ball clicks her at her. "I am not to show my cards to anybody." The ball sparks and makes a few whirring sounds, Orianna replies in her normal emotionless tone "Fate said so."
Having had his fill, Warwick set the mug down on the bench, observing the reflective surface of the glass thoughtfully. The wolf had been quiet for a while, preferring solitude over company in his small but impromptu 'private' section of the bar.
Warwick lay a single dark claw on the rim of the glass and slowly drew it around the edge in a circular motion, creating a soft and almost lulling sound. He unconsciously leaned into the noise, more placid than many a man would usually see him and the hostile look leaving his eyes for once. He was absorbed, continuing to circle the rim in his delicate lullaby as the gentle hum rose in pitch and fell. He continued like this for several minutes, lost in thought.
It ended more suddenly than it began, the song rising to a pitch that would easily alert those who had not already noticed, before dying at the height of its no longer sweet melody. A single sliver of glass had fallen from the edge of the mug, unnoticeable by most save him. The blood-red colour returned to Warwick's eyes, and he stood slowly. The bottle was left on the counter as he turned away from the bar and made to leave, the unrepentant killer look falling over his face once more.
He didn't know what the others in the bar heard when they listened, nor did he think for a second that it would be the same sound he heard. Warwick's ears had been accustomed to the song for quite a while, and while others may think otherwise, he could only liken it to the screams of the dying.
Post by malcolmgraves on Jan 7, 2013 18:41:07 GMT -5
Graves listened to Twisted Fates explanation to Ori and yawned, perking up when Tf raised the bet. He believed his cards had a great chance of winning this round and instantly rose the bet a bit higher than Twisted Fates.
" Bettin' blind." Graves chuckled.
He then looked to the other members of the game to see what their moves would be. He wondered if Orianna would be able to pick up the game that quickly..guess time at the table will tell.
Orianna looks around the table, her head making clicking sounds as the clockwork gears move. She rests her eyes on Graves as he speaks, her face unable to be read as she calculates what she should be doing. "If you are winning. You should get the most chips. Correct? I will... ... ... ... Raise."
She raises her bet significantly higher than Graves.
Post by The Cardmaster on Jan 8, 2013 16:03:00 GMT -5
Twisted Fate watched his amount get raised...part of him wanted to raise it higher. However, he feared that Graves or Orianna would drop out. Given what was on the table and in his hand..he was pretty safe. It would take a flush or higher to beat him. So Twisted Fate tossed out more chips to match Orianna's raise, "Bold move Orianna, but ya' best be careful yer' playin' against the master now n' Graves ain't gonna help ya....not that he would help ya' much anyways."
Post by Chairman Magnus Dunderson on Jan 9, 2013 21:49:08 GMT -5
Two men entered the tavern one of them wearing a worn lounge suit without a tie and the other wearing more casual cloths. The one with the suit was a man of middle age with some grows of grey hair; his factions were robust and with a wide chin. The other man was younger, around 19 years or less with a pallid face and thin constitution, He seemed nervous and was looking all around. They walked in to the weapon rack and before they could deposit their guns there suddenly a strong sound like a like when a cider is opened inundated the tavern. After that a sound another one followed it as the sound of high pressurized gas escaping a small hole. The mans would find themselves on the floor holding their necks as if they were suffocating.
Sometimes a man does not sell his soul for profit. Sometimes it’s just to not lose everything.
Post by Tekun Valos on Jan 9, 2013 22:07:31 GMT -5
((Yes, he had permission for this.))
Tekun looked towards the scene and stood from his seat and dropped his hand, revealing Tekun had diddly squat. What in the hell? The wards would be taking care of hostilities. He rushed to the two and immediately began to drag them out of the tavern. People didn't just drop like that. "Someone try to find what ever the hell is making that noise! Evacuate the tavern. I'm not taking chances with this."
If it was a bomb and the wards were malfunctioning...no. They couldn't be. They were just checked hours ago.
Post by Chairman Magnus Dunderson on Jan 9, 2013 22:20:14 GMT -5
With the last of his strength the suited man extended his arm and pulled the sleeve of the young man revealing on his arm a strange symbol like a black sun projecting its darkness in to his own to the center. After that the man died. ((In his pocket is a police badge that says that he is a detective of Zaun))
Sometimes a man does not sell his soul for profit. Sometimes it’s just to not lose everything.
Post by The Cardmaster on Jan 12, 2013 16:14:25 GMT -5
Twisted Fate did not question Tekun's orders. If he was in danger he was going to do the one thing he knew would get him out! Run, so the first person out of the tavern would Twisted Fate no less. The Cardmaster was not the bravest man.
As more and more people were rushing out of the tavern, a dark figure stood in a nearby alleyway, watching the commotion occur. Needless to say, the evacuation was not orderly. People were pushing and shoving to try and get out of the tavern. Shaco did not care about the normal city dwellers. He was searching for champions. At ast, he saw one. A cowboy hat poked above the crowd. Twisted Fate. Fiora, Graves, Orianna, and Warwick followed close behind. However, there was one who he did not recognize. He appeared to be a young warrior, although the Jester couldn't recognize his nationality "Interesting..." Shaco whispered to himself. "Just a little bit closer..." he muttered, then slowly creeped towards the entrance to the tavern.
Last Edit: Jan 15, 2013 23:57:21 GMT -5 by Deleted
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