{"content":"\n \n \n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n Manishh<\/a>\n\n \n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n 2,093 posts\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n\n \n ed October 2020<\/strong>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n \n \n \n Topic Starter\n <\/span>\n <\/div>\n \n \n Manishh<\/a>\n\n \n 2025-05-25T19:08:43+00:00<\/time>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n Penguin wrote:<\/h4>Are you starting to hear whispers in the wind, fajita? Err.. Fujiya?If that\u2019s so, then clearly your mind is being clouded with doubt and fear. Your judgement should not be trusted to lead us forward. But do not fret! I shall spring into action and tackle this mysterious \u201uzzle\u201d and lead us to victory!I vote for myself!!<\/blockquote>you cant vote for yourself....<\/div>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n \n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n Penguin<\/a>\n\n \n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n 320 posts\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n\n \n ed August 2013<\/strong>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n \n \n \n Penguin<\/a>\n\n \n 2025-05-25T19:21:57+00:00<\/time>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n Manishh wrote:<\/h4>Penguin wrote:<\/h4>Are you starting to hear whispers in the wind, fajita? Err.. Fujiya?If that\u2019s so, then clearly your mind is being clouded with doubt and fear. Your judgement should not be trusted to lead us forward. But do not fret! I shall spring into action and tackle this mysterious \u201uzzle\u201d and lead us to victory!I vote for myself!!<\/blockquote>you cant vote for yourself....<\/blockquote>Says who? The voice that boomed from the doorway never mentioned anything opposing self votes? No? Welp, if it must be, then I guess I will vote for the one other party member who is not falling victim to schizophrenia. I vote for 179bpm.<\/div>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n <\/span><\/a><\/div><\/div><\/center><\/a><\/a>old name: Penguinsanez \/ Penguin Sanchez<\/strong><\/span><\/center><\/div>\n <\/div>\n \n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n Manishh<\/a>\n\n \n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n 2,093 posts\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n\n \n ed October 2020<\/strong>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n \n \n \n Topic Starter\n <\/span>\n <\/div>\n \n \n Manishh<\/a>\n\n \n 2025-05-25T19:24:16+00:00<\/time>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n [179bpm stepped forward. \u201cWe have to vote. Not for ourselves.<\/strong> One of us walks through. One of us lives or dies.\u201d]I should have mention it in the end as well<\/div>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n \n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/span>\n <\/div>\n \n Fujiya<\/a>\n\n \n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n 1,686 posts\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n\n \n ed January 2018<\/strong>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n \n \n \n Fujiya<\/a>\n\n \n 2025-05-25T19:24:29+00:00<\/time>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n I vote for 179bpm.<\/div>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n Penguin<\/a>\n\n \n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n 320 posts\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n\n \n ed August 2013<\/strong>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n \n \n \n Penguin<\/a>\n\n \n 2025-05-25T19:28:18+00:00<\/time>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n \u201fft, well if 179bpm gets to decide this arbitrary rule of no self voting, then I guess we shall send them forward. \ud83d\ude24 \u201cOoc: good luck 179bpm lol<\/div>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n <\/span><\/a><\/div><\/div><\/center><\/a><\/a>old name: Penguinsanez \/ Penguin Sanchez<\/strong><\/span><\/center><\/div>\n <\/div>\n \n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n 179bpm<\/a>\n\n \n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n 565 posts\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n\n \n ed October 2021<\/strong>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n \n \n \n 179bpm<\/a>\n\n \n 2025-05-26T00:02:02+00:00<\/time>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n ok i guess i do it<\/div>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n ceo of decent and kinda generic music taste<\/div>\n <\/div>\n \n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n Manishh<\/a>\n\n \n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n <\/span>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n \n \n \n 2,093 posts\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n\n \n ed October 2020<\/strong>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n \n \n \n Topic Starter\n <\/span>\n <\/div>\n \n \n Manishh<\/a>\n\n \n 2025-05-26T18:24:44+00:00<\/time>\n <\/a>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n\n <\/div>\n\n \n \n Episode 3 part 3Weight of Names, Weight of Lives<\/span><\/center>[Team Banana \u2013 Left Tunnel: \u201cFor those who dare not fall\u201d]A pit yawns before them, bottomless, dark and hungering.A frayed rope stretches across the void, swaying in the dungeon's unseen breath. A simple mechanism: one rope, one way across. But a metal plaque nailed into the stone reads:>One rope, three chances. Choose your turn. Trust your weight.Each member enters their choice privately- no words, just silent gazes. The wind howled through the tunnel, carrying the sound of distant whispers. The rope creaked, untouched.MangaGrumpy<\/strong> clenched his fists. \"Someone\u2019s gotta go. Ain\u2019t gonna be me first, though.\"Droid96<\/strong> mechanical eyes flickered with calculations. \"FACT: Probability of structural failure increases with hesitation. Yet\u2026 hesitation persists.\"Corne<\/strong>, massive and imposing, shifted his weight. His voice was a low growl. \"We don't got all day. But I am not rushing to my death.\"Another beat of silence.MangaGrumpy <\/strong>exhaled sharply, rolling his shoulders. \"Fine. Guess I\u2019ll be the damn guinea pig.\"His hands gripped the rope. The fibers bit into his palms. Every muscle in his cartoonish body tensed as he swung forward, legs dangling over the abyss.\"Easy\u2026 easy\u2026\" he muttered, sweat beading on his brow.Halfway across, the rope trembled.MangaGrumpy<\/strong> froze. His breath hitched.A single thread snapped.\"Shit. Shit, shi-\" He forced himself forward, teeth gritted. \"Just a little more\u2026\"With a final, desperate lunge, he reached the other side. His knees hit solid ground. He gasped, pressing his forehead against the cold stone.\"...Holy hell. I made it.\"But there was no time to celebrate.Droid96<\/strong> whirred, stepping forward. \"Calculations suggest simultaneous crossing is unwise. However, time is a factor.\"Corne<\/strong> grunted, already moving. \"Yeah, yeah. I'm not waiting around.\"The moment Corne\u2019s<\/strong> full weight settled, the rope groaned---a deep, shuddering sound.Droid96\u2019s<\/strong> mechanical voice crackled. \"Warning. Load capacity exceeded\"Corne<\/strong> turned, eyes widening as he saw Droid96<\/strong> behind him.\"Wait---you idiot, get OFF----!\"CRACK.<\/strong><\/em>The rope split like a gunshot.Corne\u2019s<\/strong> shout was cut short as gravity took him. His massive form plummeted, claws scraping uselessly against the stone.Droid96\u2019s<\/strong> arms flailed, his voice glitching. \"This data--- does not-- compute---\"And then, silence.Only the echoes of their fall remained.MangaGrumpy<\/strong> stared at the broken rope, swaying like a dead thing. His hands shook. His breath came in ragged bursts.For a long moment, he didn\u2019t move. Didn\u2019t speak.Then, softly, voice cracking:\"...You dumbasses.\"A pause. A shuddering inhale.\"You shoulda waited.\"[Two gone. One survives.][Team Better Banana \u2013 Right Tunnel: \u201cFor those whose names bear weight\u201d]The door stands tall. Carved into it is a simple question, yet it echoes like a challenge etched into their bones:>\u201cWho among you is most worthy?\u201dThey stare at one another.A silence heavier than the dungeon\u2019s depths settled over them.Penguin<\/strong>, ever the first to break tension, puffed out his tiny chest, adjusting his crooked wizard hat with a flourish. \"Well, obviously me. I\u2019m the wisest, the most cunning, the--\"Fujiya<\/strong> cut him off with a glare sharp enough to flay skin. \"You can\u2019t vote for yourself. That\u2019s not how this works.\"Penguin<\/strong> blinked, then scribbled his vote defiantly \"Penguin.\"Fujiya\u2019s fingers twitched toward the knife at her belt. \"You idiot--\"Penguin<\/strong> scared, \"hold on hold on, I vote for 178bpm\"178bpm<\/strong> usually so steady, so calm swallowed hard. His hands shook as he lifted the chalk. He glanced at Penguin, then Fujiya, then back at Penguin.\"I\u2026 I\u2019m sorry,\" he whispered, and wrote: Penguin.Fujiya\u2019s<\/strong> jaw tightened. She didn\u2019t hesitate. Her chalk scraped against the stone: 178bpm.The door rumbled, its surface shifting like living rock. A grotesque face emerged, lips peeling back in a grin of jagged teeth.>\"178bpm\u2026 has been chosen.\"178bpm\u2019s<\/strong> breath hitched. He stepped forward, his boots scuffing against the dust of a hundred forgotten challengers.The door\u2019s eyes ignited, twin embers in the dark.>\"Riddle me this\">\"I walk on four legs in the morning, two at noon, three in the evening. What am I?\"178bpm<\/strong> closed his eyes. He knew this. Knew it like his own name.\"A human,\" he said, voice steady.A beat. A terrible, endless silence.Then---Click.<\/strong>The door slid open with a whisper. The ground behind the door start breaking..Penguin<\/strong> whooped, waddling forward with a triumphant flap of his flippers. \"Ha! See? I told you I was the brains of this--\"Fujiya<\/strong> moved<\/em>.One second, Penguin<\/strong> was celebrating. The next, her hands were on him--shoving him back with brutal, calculated force.\"W-WAIT--\" Penguin\u2019s<\/strong> voice cracked as the ground below him vanished, his tiny claws scrambling at empty air.Then-- fujiya<\/strong> let go, Penguin<\/strong> fall into the empty void. No scream. No final curse. Just the fading rustle of his robes, the distant tap of his little hat bouncing off unseen rocks below.178bpm<\/strong> screamed. \"WHAT THE HELL<\/em> ARE YOU DOING?!<\/strong>\"Fujiya<\/strong> didn\u2019t even look at the abyss. Didn\u2019t flinch. She just wiped her hands on her coat, cold as winter iron.\"He voted for himself,\" she said, voice flat. \"And you voted for him. That was too close. Next time, we might not be lucky.\"178bpm\u2019s<\/strong> hands balled into fists. His voice trembled with rage, with grief. \"You don\u2019t just--just kill someone for that!\"Fujiya<\/strong> finally turned her gaze on him. Her eyes were dead. \"I ensured we survive the next round.\"178bpm<\/strong> wanted to scream. To hit her. To undo<\/em> this.But the door stood open. The dungeon waited.And so he walked through.Fujiya followed.Behind them, the age darkened, as if the very stones were swallowing Penguin\u2019s memory.One team, down two .The other tainted by blood.[Survivors]Team Banana: MangaGrumpyTeam Better Banana: Fujiya, 178bpm------------------------The tunnel spat them out into a vast, cavernous chamber. A hollowed-out heart of stone, its walls throbbing with the faint, rhythmic glow of dying embers. Three path bled into one. And there, across the expanse-- the survivors. MangaGrumpy<\/strong> staggered to a halt, his breath ragged. His eyes locked onto the others, 178bpm<\/strong>, pale and trembling, and Fujiya<\/strong>, standing like a blade still wet with blood.\"Whoa\u2026\" His voice was rough, scraped raw from the dark. \"You guys made it out too?\"178bpm<\/strong> didn\u2019t meet his gaze. \"...Mostly.\"A beat. A silence too heavy to lift.MangaGrumpy\u2019s<\/strong> gut twisted. His eyes darted between them. \"Where\u2019s Penguin?\"178bpm<\/strong> flinched. Fujiya didn\u2019t blink.The air turned to ice.178bpm\u2019s<\/strong> voice was a whisper. \"He didn\u2019t make it.\"MangaGrumpy\u2019s<\/strong> fists clenched. He looked at 4r3m12