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[geekpopnews]

Games para quem é fã de Jogos Vorazes

Você gosta de Jogos Vorazes? Então, venha conhecer jogos com a mesma temática. #battleroyale #jogosvorazes

O mais novo filme da saga Jogos Vorazes está próximo de sua estreia. A Cantiga dos Pássaros e das Serpentes irá contar a história de Coriolanus, antes de se tornar o presidente Snow. Então, resolvemos trazer alguns jogos com a mesma temática dos filmes, os Battle Royales. Os Battle Royale são jogos de sobrevivência, e o último que conseguir ficar vivo será o campeão da disputa. Portanto, os…

[alekseyvoronin]

Aleksey took a sip from his cup, the concoction of energy drink and vodka harsh on the tongue. But something he was used to. Dark eyes peered through the eye holes of a grinning purple and pink Cheshire cat mask to roll every so often as a particularly annoying-looking royal (or his sister) came into view. This party was lame.

Pastel pink had been selected for his suit. He really couldn’t give less of a shit if he wore pink, purple, blue, black, or nothing at all. There was one reason, and one reason only to even be here in the first place.

Red hair. A fiery mask. Aleksey downed the rest of his drink and discarded the glass, then he found two flutes of champagne to bring over. Masks could serve a purpose if it meant not revealing his face and bringing the unwanted attention of siblings to his conversations.

“Hello,” he said to the redheaded princess. “I am looking for Oli-vi-a?”

@olivia-herzog​ (Aleksey always rolls 20s)

[hedwigthediffident]

Flanked on either side by Hans and Franz (yes, Heddy ended up with bodyguards named Hans and Franz), each donning a fierce-looking hawk mask, the little mouse they guarded could not gain the initiative needed to move from a spot along the wall of the ballroom. Like being stuck in quicksand, the princess couldn’t bring herself to move once she had stopped. Not even for a drink.

Her guards stood in utter silence. At least the crowd offered a bit of entertainment in the form of a few stumbling royals and the parade of masks. Hedwig stood with her hands folded in front of her, wobbling on high heels hiding beneath the wide leg trousers of her grey jumpsuit. An audacious choice, the Duchess noted, but Hedwig quite liked it. Her mouse mask, not so much.

“Heddy!” The princess jumped at the voice of her mother. She was accompanied by another woman in blue, wearing the mask of a bird. In a flurry of introductions from the two clearly inebriated women, Hedwig nodded slowly with a soft hello to her Aunt Gisela. Then the two turned on Hans and Franz.  Hedwig continued nodding along with the conversation with a faint smile on her face. Until Aunt Gisela leaned down and whispered get out of here while you still can. Hedwig ducked into the crowd.

A princess with red hair poking out from underneath a fire mask was on the opposite wall from where Hedwig had been standing, and she had clocked the other girl a few minutes ago. She caught up with her heading toward the bar. “Uhm!” Hedwig tapped the princess on the shoulder. “You wouldn’t happen to be Olivia Herzog?” 

@olivia-herzog​

[sachalxtremoille]

Well, he looked pretty. Oh, gone again. Sacha tapped his finger against the pint he was holding against his chest. It couldn’t be hard to pick out Aaron in this crowd, just look for the most dramatic mask in the room. His eyes fell on the pretty man again, stood by himself and Sacha’s lips twitched up. He looked a bunch more fun than looking for Aaron. 

Sacha excused himself from the people he was supposedly in conversation with, a polite smile flashed as he sauntered away, towards the dark haired mysterious stranger. Until a crowd of people passed in front of him, by the time they were gone, so was the stranger.

‘‘Fuck sake.’‘ Sacha muttered, turning sharply on his heel and almost straight into someone else. ‘‘Watch where you’re going.’’ His words were sharper than intended.

@keyes-tothecrown​ miss roll! 

[charliemountbatten-blog]

She had a pizza stain on her dress already. Oh well. Charlie peered down at her dress, grabbing a napkin and wiping at the small but horribly noticeable stain on her thigh. If only she hadn’t worn silver. Wiping was just making it worse, she needed help.

Charlie glanced up, eyes skimming over everyone in masks. For someone that was supposed to be able to spot a terrorist from miles away, she was incredibly shit at this game. She had no idea who everyone was.

But that one, that had to be Malle. And Malle would know what to do about the stain. Charlie placed the uneaten crust back on a platter of food and slipped through the crowds, grabbing presumably Malle’s hand and dragging the person towards the side of the room. 

‘‘You need to help me, mum is going to kill me.’‘ Charlie hissed, as if her mother would magically pop up out of nowhere with those words. Then she took another look and her brow furrowed. ‘’Ah, you’re not Malle.’’

@margaretofwales​ miss roll! well done charlie for dragging a complete stranger away from the party

[simonjager]

holiday masquerade

Simon’s attendance at royal events, especially glorified mixers for mingling, had been more or less nonexistent for the past few years. It was startling to think about how long ago it had been since he had gone anywhere with Ingrid. So he chose to try and forget about it.

Greece was lovely and there was a sense of relief almost tangible in the air. After weeks of tension, the success of the UN raid could allow them all to relax. The responsibilities during the crisis only reminded Simon just how much work there was to be done, and how much his father had to rely on him. Anyway, a break for the holidays and the distraction of a party were much needed.

The only mission here was to find Lecia. She said she would be his date, but only if he found her. Simon wrung his hands nervously, moving about the room in search of a short princess. Every time he worked up the nerve to speak to one of them, he found a doubt to believe she was Lecia. Finally, he realized everyone was in the same awkward spot so he waved to get one of the princess’s attention. “Lecia? Is that you?”

@infantacardoza​

(Dice roll: 12. Fail.)

[theo-henriksen]

Masquerade @infantacardoza​

The rules returned quickly after a few minutes of watching. On, off, the hierarchy of dots on dice, the wagers possible to be made. A lifetime ago Theo played the game often. The temptation wasn’t possible to resist. A few rounds of play and then he would move on...

Things did not go to plan. In under two hours a pyramid of chips had been built, changing to healthier, flashier colors as time passed. Followed by an impulsive ten minutes when they came tumbling down. Damn. 

The atmosphere of gambling was a nice way to appear social while remaining at arm’s length. Casual chat and celebrations were easily made and just as easily forgotten when you stepped away from the table.

 At least he’d had some fun in winning. A loss could be changed simply by buying more chips. Theo paused before exiting the room, convinced walking away was possible as the hook of the dealer’s rhythmic play by play still tugged on his sleeve, refusing to let go. 

[keyes-tothecrown]

masquerade @infantacardoza​ (Dice roll 6 : fail!)

He had already failed at finding Aaron. It took one inappropriate whisper to a very nice and non-English speaking gentleman to press pause on his search. Maddox had enough of bizarre customs and parties that required him to sneak in with the caterers or play Sherlock Holmes in order to locate his boyfriend. 

Fuck that. But he was bored skulking around in his wolf mask and hot pink suit. So bored Maddox might even look forward to a combative conversation with Lecia. Because he never had an issue at these events running into her. 

Maddox slowly made his way to the most likely spot: the chocolate fountains. Her small stature would be a good hint however he began to realize there were a lot of very short royals running around. Giving up there he walked towards the dance floor. Maybe someone might be willing to join him in making fun of people dancing. 

But there she was. Lecia, recognized not by a mask but by the perpetual scowl weighing down the corners of her mouth. “So,” he decided to get it out of the way. “What are you going to do to get me in trouble this time? Or whose wallet will I be accused of stealing, hm? Tell me the crime of the night, don’t keep me in suspense.” 

[margaretofwales]

Temple of the Masquerade Athens, Greece 9:45pm

Dice roll: 18 - Match

Malle scanned the crowded room, blinking twice as often as she usually did under the influence of her mask. Her dress, a muted and mossy green, the hem dipped in emerald and the neckline dotted in pearls, swished about her as she scanned the faces. Or, rather, not the faces at all.

It was at once more subdued and more rowdy, masked figures approaching each other to a cheer or an awkward laugh. But there were three fountains stationed around the room, each overflowing with red wine like caricatures of Vesuvius, and the waiters never seemed to carry an empty tray, besides.

Standing alone, she sipped absentmindedly from a glass of white -- a very un-Malle like color -- wine. Everyone looked so unfamiliar, and she was always a bit of a wallflower when left to her own devices.

There.

Afonso was difficult to miss, and she’d spotted him nearly a half-hour before and then lost him again. Squaring her shoulders and reminding herself, yet again, that she was a queen, Malle approached the older man and gave a polite nod of her head.

“Hello.”

A smile, hidden behind her mask. She lifted it for a split second to reveal her face, then adjusted it again.

“I was wondering, if Queen Maria would allow me to borrow you for a moment. I’d like to ask your advice regarding a certain--” she cleared her throat. “--pirate.”

@infantacardoza​

[karolinaofrussia]

Temple of the Masquerade Athens, Greece

Dice roll: 19 | Jacob

“Ok ok,” Karo tutted as she weaved through the crowd. She hadn’t seen Niko all night. Maybe he wandered off with that model he seemed so infatuated with, pifft.

Giving a healthy hip-check to a particularly frail looking woman, she made her way up to the bar and snapped her fingers twice. It was with some irritation that the woman looked confused, not understanding her perfectly clear order. Karolina snapped again, one, two.

Nothing.

“VODKA.” She shouted over the din, and was rewarded with a pittance of vodka smothered by ice cubes and a lemon twist. Boo. She pouted as she wandered away. No fun. Too hot here. It smelled like rocks.

The crowd began to gyrate as she moved to the dance floor, knocking a vampiric woman sideways with her feathers as she weasled her way in. Her hand reached out to her new partner, squeezing his bicep. Muscles. Feathers. Karolina smiled.

“Dance.”

@captaingraves​

[fantastin]

dingDONG galore [Vampire: Bloodhunt] immer dienstags auf http://twitch.tv/fanta5t1n

[gaming-grounds-de]

Bloodhunt Early Access startet heute auf Steam

Heute startet das Battle-Royale-Spiel Bloodhunt, welches im Vampire: The Masquerade-Universum spielt, in den den Early Access auf Steam. #bloodhunt #sharkmob #battleroyale

Am heutigen 7. September startet Entwickler und Publisher Sharkmob AB mit dem Battle Royale-Titel Bloodhunt in den Early Access auf Steam. Dies hatte Sharkmob zuvor auf der gamescom 2021 Opening Night Live angekündigt. Bloodhunt spielt im beliebten Vampire: The Masquerade-Universum und geht nach der erfolgreichen Closed Alpha-Phase nun einen Schritt weiter: Im Early Access können jetzt alle…

[gamesmagcz]

Vampire: The Masquerade battle royale v Praze?! Klára Kropáčková Nový trailer na Vampire: The Masquerade ukazuje epickou válku mezi upíry odehrávající se na měsícem osvícených střechách Prahy. A kromě krásně graficky zpracovaných reálií našeho ... https://tinyurl.com/y3s44mxb #battleroyale #vampire #vampirethemasquerade #vampirethemasqueradebloodlines2

[keengamercom]

Sharkmob reveals a new #battleroyale set in the #VampireTheMasquerade universe. #GamingNews

[sachalxtremoille]

‘‘Nice mask, would look better on my bedroom floor.’‘ The words spilled from his lips out of habit before he could stop himself. A lazy grin on his face as he looked at the person that had just asked him nicely to move. He was kind of blocking the entrance. 

‘‘Sorry, I didn’t actually mean that.’‘ Sacha pulled his hand out of the warmth of his pocket, flashing the ring on his finger before shoving his hand back in his pocket. Hot air puffed from his lips in clouds of smoke and Sacha stepped away from the door. ‘‘Enjoy your evening.’‘ He gave an exaggerated bow, gesturing to the manic inside that was the masquerade ball.

@infantacardoza​ horrific miss roll! 

[charliemountbatten-blog]

She knew the rumours, the conversation was yet to be had between Charlie and Malle. But it was brewing. And if anything, she knew he would be here somewhere. There was a treaty in place, England gave their vote for it. But it didn’t mean that Charlie was for it. The yes was given by her father, not her. If it was up to her, they’d round up all the remaining pirates and hang them. Like the good old days.

She was told to not go look for trouble, but that had always fallen on deaf ears for Charlie.

‘‘Hey, you.’‘ Charlie stepped out in front of someone, her eyebrows knitted together in a frown. ‘’Take off your mask.’’

@captaingraves​ miss roll ... again!