Vader

Total: 79-52-1

As the children yearned for more

O Oromagi, can't deliver

O Oromagi, we desire to prosper

“Breaking news out of the Neklandia City where PACR Party’s leader Ramshutu has been shot at his rally this morning. Ramshutu seems to be doing fine in ER, but plans on stepping down from the spot. The Institutionalists claim responsibility for the attack.” the news reporter echoed. 

“Son of a fucking bitch.” yelled Dr.Franklin while slamming his fist down to ground. “I shot that fucker right in his chest and he’s still fucking alive.” Dr.Franklin starts to pace around the room mumbling words and phrases to himself. Dr.Franklin looks into his closet to see his wardrobe for today’s rally near Main St and 40th Ave. He debates whether or not he should look casual, or decide to fancy himself out to appeal to other side. He decides to go casual for the day, proving himself to be a man of poverty and tough origins. He walks away from the dresser and lifts up the mattress to grab his fully loaded handgun. He tucks it into his jacket, just in case.

The rally was getting wild. Cars were flipping over and everything was going crazy when Dr.Franklin walked up to the mic. He tapped the mic and the crowd went silent knowing they would soon hear from their political hero. Dr.Franklin talked passionately with a monotonic, but powerful voice that riveted throughout the crowd. 

Dr.Franklin went to grab a sip of the water that was placed for him to the stool on his left. When he picked up the water, he suddenly heard a shot from the right of his ear. Without hesitation he ducked down as low as he could, making himself into a ball as more shots rapidly fired down onto the crowd. He saw a helicopter from the sky float up with 2 people from it sitting and firing down onto the ground. Suddenly, Franklin stands up. 

“Time to die, fucka.” whispered Franklin. He cocked the trigger and fired his rounds onto the helicopter. He hit the window a couple of times and shattered the glass. He aimed his bullet on the captain and fired the trigger. He hit the captain dead in the head. He moved the pistol onto the 2 shooters and without hesitation, shot them in the arm and leg, demobilizing them and letting them bleed out. From there, he used his last 5 bullets to take out the engine of the helicopter. The helicopter fell and was going down at a steep decline and was aimed at hitting the 40th Ave Tower. All of the sudden, the wing clipped the side of the building, followed by the base hitting the building. A loud roar engulfed the city and a fire was soon blazing. 

40 people were killed that day. Including a loyal fighter pilot named Type1. He was a controversial pilot, with his radical views on race, but his legacy will live on in their hearts.

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Speed huffed and puffed around the office with his morning cup of coffee in hand. “How could we let these shits kill off our pilots?” he screamed.

“Procedure was followed.” answered PressF. “We couldn’t do anything about it.”

“We had 2 agents die! We have him in our grasp. What more could we have asked for?!” Speed howled.

“What choice do we have? It’s game over for us? How are we going to make an impact now. They are more powerful than ever?” replied Water. That is when the door was kicked down. The open door revealed a young man with a lit cigarette in hand. He took a puff of it and slammed it to the ground. “I heard you need help…” the man added.

“Oh really? Who the hell are you?” exclaimed Speed.

“Treat your elders with respect,” said the man right before pushing down Speed to the ground. “You need some serious help if your gonna defeat Franklin and the Institutionalists. It is the most powerful thing I’ve seen.”

“And what asset are you?” responded Speed.

“You don’t read the news, do you?” replied the man. The man pulled out the newspaper behind his back pocket, where he also pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He pointed to the title. “RationalMadman?” proclaimed Speed in a shocked tone.

If Ramshutu’s company was big business, RationalMadman’s was bigger. Winner of some of the most prized accolades in Neklandia’s history, he received recognition for being a honest, yet intimidating person. He was not someone to mess with if you wanted to make a deal with. He owned some of the shadiest businesses, but made the most profit. He was public, yet seclusive at the same time. He was a master of misconception and misperception.

He had a long rivalry with Ramshutu and his company. The words they exchange were harsh and decrippling to normal people. Both of these people had skins of steel, and could not be perpetrated easily. When a scandal came out against one, the other would be the first to respond in a fierce and unforgiving manner.

Welcome welcome all!

Welcome the DART Awards. This is to commemorate DARTs Greatest Achievements and celebrate people around us!

Nomination close on 11/5/19

2018 Awards

NO REPEATS IN ANY CATEGORIES BESIDES MVP, MOST LIKED

I hit 5,000 forum posts, the 4th member in sites history to do it. Goodie

Cheers to 5k

OH YEA 

Total: 73-44-1

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The boat was tipping as the storm rattled  its interior. Every crash of the wave rocked the floor from left to right while Mike’s mind was trying to keep sharp writing his novel. He seemed to carelessly write down words with each flash of lightning. The boat was rocking faster and faster with each lightning strike and the flow of the pen was moving faster as Mike’s novel was coming to life. But then, there was a sudden pause in his writing. His thoughts wandered off to the woman he met on that crew ship. She had thick black hair and red lipstick. She worked hard during the day, and it made Mike really excited. She’d walked past him in the hallway while she smiled and waved at him. With a bright smirk he’d wave back. That sparked an idea in his head, but then all of the sudden, he heard a loud crash. “Lightning has struck the boat’s interior, Evacuate immediately!” announced the captain. Not knowing what to, Mike rushed to the deck and tried to save as many people as he could, but right as he was about to save himself he sees the women of his dreams. He holds onto his book and tells her to jump, saying he will jump over after her. She jumps along with others. Grabbing the life vests off the boat, he jumps in and they row away from the storm. After hours of rowing, they lie down on the raft and let the wind carry them away. They try searching for any signs of  rescue, but no one was out braving these conditions except for them. Everything faded to black...

Mike woke up on lots of sand that he annoyingly had to dust off his body. He lifted his head and the sun burned into his eyes. Everything was white as he slowly got up, aimless doing it without any vision,  the white turned into blue and he could suddenly see. There’s sand for miles on end and a small tree to the left and greenery about 8 miles in. He spots the same women that he admired on the boat and other people that he had seen on the boat seeing that he was awake they flooded around Mike. “Well shit guys, what are we gonna do.” asked one of the guys.

“I don’t know. We have no way of getting rescue here. What are we gonna make out of this.” replied the women.

“A new society.” answered Mike. He looked into the women's eyes and looked deep. “This is where a new society is born.” That’s when he presses up against her right bosom. That one bosom press, (as Stewie Griffin would call it), changed the island’s fate forever

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The sun rose in sunny Neklandia today. Business was going about as usual on the island. King Mike watched as shipments of oil were being escorted away and being sold to the American market. Neklandia worked in close contact with the business people of America, but never the government directly. Every operation was discrete and sly. However, the country was rich. After the developed of their society rapidly progressed with the population, there have been many positives to happen to this island. For starters, when an islander struck oil, he sold it out to the government and made millions off of his oil plot. That person was a man by the name of Ramshutu.

Ramshutu was all about business and nothing but business. His successful oil company made him millions, selling precious oil to the government in exchange for money and expensive luxuries. He owned the biggest house in Neklandia and drove a Lamborghini Aventador down the recently developed highway. His cool shades were down and he zoomed down the highway.

Ramshutu pulled up to a gas station that he owned and decided to fuel up his nice Lamborghini. A mob of people started to pile up looking at him when one child came up to him and gave a loud shriek that made Ramshutu almost jump out of his seat. “OMG RAMSHUTU, I WANT TO BE LIKE YOU.” said the kid.

“Wow, thanks. I’m so glad are youth is looking at our future and building up our economy.” replied Ramshutu

“Can you sign my basketball?” asked the kid.

“Sure thing little man. What’s your name?” said Ramshutu in a delighted demeanor.

“Speedrace.” stuttered the child

“One day kid, you will be just as great as me.” Ramshutu told the child. Speed stared into the eyes of Ramshutu and motivation flooded the young Speed’s eyes.

Week 7: 9-5

At 14, I suffered from Gelotophobia, the fear of being laughed at, mocked, etc. I struggled mentally with self esteem and lost passion in life to do something different. 

Now at 16, I am not afraid of my work and what I create. Now it is time for me to help those who are being bullied...

Total: 53-36-1

Week 6: 8-6

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Chiefs: 27

Broncos: 24

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She ripped out my heart, from my chest

Made me a hot fucking mess

All she has to do was confess

But she slept with my fucking  homie

And now I'm feeling so lonely

Decaying so slowly 

And I'm about to regress

All of these people have misused us and have fucked our lives. Long live the Institutionalists

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"You are a right-wing white snob." replied Franklin

Total: 46-30-1

Week 5: 9-6

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Total: 37-24-1

Week 4: 7-8

PF4R: You are Marco Diaz. Loyal sidekick, you are a greenbelt in Martial Arts and are the best friend to main character Star Butterfly. And yes, like Kim Possible, the most anticipated ship of Starco does happen in the final season. You are the Cop. Each night you can investigate a person. You are Townie

Speed: You are Star Butterfly. The main character of the story, you are sent from Mewni to Earth to perfect your magic and practice it since you are a soon to be princess. You meet Marco, which is your best friend, then your crush, then the person we wait for you to kiss. Therefore you are a Fairy (x1). Each night, you may choose someone that you will control, then you will choose someone who an action will be done for (ex: I choose to use fairy magic on ____ and have their action done upon _____) You are town

warren42: You are Jackie Lynn Thomas. Marco’s long love, you are a skateboarding cool junkie that ends up dating Marco, kissing Marco, and then breaking up with him so he can be with Star so you’re dope human and personally I think that was a cool move. If I give you this role, I think ur a cool person so sshh. You are a Tracker. Each night you may choose someone to track and see who they visited. Win with Town

oro: You are Kelly Hairperson. You have A LOT OF HAIR and sort of have a thing for Marco in the show. Wild and crazy but shy, you are pretty much a confusing character. You are a Vanilla Townie

Wylted: You are Tom Lucitor. You are a demon person that is Star’s ex. You struggle with anger issues and such but you get an anger management coach for it. That’s comic relief. You date Star again in S3 and that does not work out, shocking. You are a Miller. If you are investigated by cop, you appear guilty. You are a town.

Club: You are Elipsa. One of the Queens and a sibling of the royal family, you have a lot of magical powers as well. You remain to be seen until S3 of the show so yee. You are a Vigilante (x1). Each night you may choose to shoot someone of your choosing. If they are town, you commit suicide

Water:You are Ponyhead. Best friend to Star Butterfly on Mewni, you fight with Marco about who is Stars best friend in S1 EP1. You are pretty funny and a lot of comic relief in a sense. You are a Vanilla. You win with Town

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iLikePie5:You are Ludo. The ringmaster that tried to defeat Star but fails all the time. You are the main villain for most of the show and especially in S1, so you h:ave a big role in the game of evil. NO STAR AND LUDO SHIPS OK THAT IS BAD MKAY. You are the godfather. You are in charge of the mafia and who is killed and not killed and appear innocent to cop. You are mafia.

Mharman: You are Mina. You are the final boss in the series with the robot magic army ready to take down Mewni. This results in Star having to abandon the magic and I hate you for that. You are a goon mafia.

Theming: Evil v Main Non Evil Characters 

Consensus: 

Inactivity killed this game overall. 2 VTNL's wrecked this game overall and limited town. With a great mafia play overall and abysmal town reads, this game ended up being extremely mafia favored and led to a mafia win. With great reads by both and bad town play, nothing more to say than bad town play