Marionette's Maze, FAQ

Overview:
Thank you for coming to "Marionette's Maze". This state-of-the-art survival game is unlike anything you've played before. Can you lead your puppet towards safety? Or are you feeling lucky, can you trust an unseen force to guide you through a grotesque maze of paranoia and fear? The only way to find out is to begin the game!
F.A.Q.

What is the goal of "Marionette's Maze"?

The actual game is quite simple. First, decide if you'd rather be a Puppet or a Puppeteer. If you choose a Puppet then you enter the game arena; an abandoned university, your goal is to solve puzzles and follow the paths to safety. Or if you decide to choose the role of a Puppeteer your goal is to guide your puppet through the maze.

How do I guide my puppet through the maze?

Simple. As your puppet solves puzzles and overcomes obstacles (sometimes even other puppets) they earn Achievement Points or APs. The amount of APs awarded is dictated by the difficulty of the puzzle, obstacle or the opponent they passed. Beginning to become confused? No, problem an example is in order.
You're a Puppeteer and your puppet has just solved a simple puzzle awarding her six APs, now its your turn to play. She walks to three doors; the first door costs only one AP to open, but it leads to a room with another puppet inside. This other puppet is equipped with a chainsaw (killing another puppet is commonly awarded with 25APs, but seeing as how the other puppet has a chainsaw the scale slides granting your puppet an additional 10APs for killing him). The second door costs three APs to open and leads to the next area, ending your turn. The third door costs five APs to open and leads to a room with a revolver and six rounds in it. Starting to get it?

Can I talk to my puppet when I'm the puppeteer?

Yes, but the cost to do so is often not worth it. Direct communication to your puppet is impossible you can, however leave them clues (12APs or 120 USD per clue) or messages (20APs or 200 USD per message, up to 300 characters). Note: Sometimes the additional clues confuse the puppets.

What happens if I win?

If you manage to get your puppet out then you will be given a medal congratulating you on your achievement as well as fifty USD per AP you have left at the time of your victory. If you are the puppet and you manage to get out, you will be given your contractual payment (decided prior to entering the maze) and will given any medical attention you need absolutely free of charge. If either the puppet or the puppeteer would like to enter another heat of the maze you will be given a fifty percent discount because of your victory.

What happens if my puppet dies?

If your puppet has the unfortunate fate as to die or be killed inside of the maze you, the puppeteer will no longer have the ability to affect the game field (IE no longer will you be able to lock/unlock doors or disarm/arm traps and puzzles, etc) and will have to participate as a spectator for the duration of the heat and your remaining APs will be terminated. You can, however join one of the many forums.

What affect do the forums have to the game?

The forums are a way for spectators to participate, free of charge. For example, if a puppet seems to have an unfair advantage while inside the maze many spectators and puppeteers might become angry with the game, so to combat that the forums come into play. If enough spectators vote all other puppets might be given additional weapons, or their APs might be doubled.

How long does a heat usually last?

A heat can last anywhere from five days to two weeks depending on the choices of the players.

What if someone is caught cheating?

If a player is caught cheating the puppeteer's account will be terminated and they will be banned from playing for life. In addition their puppet will be executed by MM staff. So please, play by the rules. ^_^


-The Marionette's Maze Staff


-Sir Jestro

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As I grow as a person I learn new things about FLCL and myself its as if the anime grows with me. :')
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For my ability,
To spin a story.
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At times like this I want to just explode into a million iridesent balls of light. An entire eternity in a single, ever expanding second.
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Back to the Sea

A man walks out of the sea, he's dressed in his Sunday's best; black suit, black tie, black shoes. Those passing by and the ones sunbathing notice he's limping and seaweed dangles from his neck and shoulders. A man chasing a Frisbee steals a glance at the limping man's face, half of it is covered in wrinkled scars. The limping man makes his way off the sand.
He's still dripping as he walks along the sidewalks of the city, beside him the trees still sway. He walks past a jogger, she smells something rancid coming from his decaying flesh. She slows to a walk and catches her breath. A car whizzes by, it sweeps him into a memory.
He's driving a tiny car, his wife is in the seat beside him. They utter words of affection to each other and to the child they're expecting. He leans in to give her a kiss and his world flips. Thrice they spin along the hot pavement before skidding to a stop on their heads. The tiny car's engine is still screaming above his head. He attempts at collecting himself, his eyes dart around the wrecked car.
He frees himself from the restraints and looks to his wife, her head dangles unnaturally. He frantically attempts to examine her vitals. She groans, a confirmation of her health.
He tries to put her at ease by breaking out his side window and limping to her. He shatters her window and desperately struggles to free her. In that instant the screaming engine explodes sending him flying into the ocean only yards away.
As he sinks to the bottom her screams fuel the fire as it engulfs the car. Her flaming hands reach out for her drowning husband.
He's brought back to the present, walking along the seaside sidewalk. He reaches his in-laws' house and enters. No one is home to greet him. He walks to the fire place and takes his wife's urn and limps out. He's not sure if what's inside is his wife and unborn child or just ashes collected from the wreckage, but he takes it and his heart back to the sea.

-Sir Jestro

Like one giant wind wrecked red spiderweb.
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Underneath the Crust [Introduction]

Vines, vines and more vines. They're falling from the sky, landing on cars, buses, trains, planes even. Us humans don't know what to think. Its not like we're living underneath a giant plant and its dropping stuff on us. These vines are falling from the sky.
They aren't hot, burning from the friction of our atmosphere, they just fall. Plop down right on top of us.
WHOOSH!
CRASH!
Mass chaos plays out.
[Insert any Godzilla reference you'd like.]
It was strange, really, the first day it happened. I remember it, as we all do, I was walking home from school when suddenly my phone freezes from all the tweets I'm getting. Let me reiterate;
My phone froze from the sheer volume of the texts I was getting.
That says something about the media traffic for that day, doesn't it?
It was something we all feared; a threat that had no face.
Vines aren't looking for money.
They aren't looking to conquer.
They just fall and land wherever gravity lets them.

We all expected them to start moving, maybe transform into some kind of giant three legged machine monster or something. But they never did.
We expected to find things inside since they didn't explode when they landed.
We never did.
It was just a period of three weeks where giant vines the size of skyscrapers fell to earth. No knew why, they still don't. But those viney motherfuckers sure did wreck a lot of havoc and damage just falling. I sometimes imagined if it would have been better if it had just been a plague of fat people falling to earth.
Probably.

All the governments started pointing fingers at each other, that didn't solve anything. America had to step in and help all those third world countries who just hours before being destroyed were burning American flags. They sure can suck our big red, white and blue dick when they need help, can't they?

What did the giant falling vines teach me?
To go underground.
And that's where a lot of us are now, underground. Sure the vines have stopped, but for how long? I've heard that the vines have been slowly changing the atmosphere around them, that they're mutating the animals and people around them. Not sure how true that all is and I'm not stupid enough to go to the surface to find out. Life is hard enough down here, we don't need to add mutated freaks with retard strength to it.

Yup, I can tell you all about my life underneath the crust.



-Sir Jestro

I finally finished the first drafts of all fourteen episodes of Gyrochan: Giant Robot. Only a week past my deadline? ^_^V
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Defined by how inclined I am to recline.
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It worked! Suck on that, lady!
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Let's see if this works.
This post is from my phone, so all those times I have a great idea, here's my vent.
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An Update....GIRL!!!!!

I apologize to my beloved readers, but I've been rather busy working on a new project.
A webseries called "Gyrochan: Giant Robot". Its basically a take on those old Godzilla, Gamera, King Kong etc. movies and shows like Ultraman and Power Rangers, anything with giant monsters and/or giant robots.
The team I've put together are so far WAY above my expectations. I'm more confident that this project will be finished because of these people.
I'm, as you may have guessed, primary writer and I will be the director, as well as everything else (because we have such low budget we can't afford to be as professional as major or even most independent companies) that might be needed.
At the current moment I still have four episodes to write, I missed my deadline...oh, well. Happy birthday Anthoneal!
If you want to keep a closer eye on Gyrochan: Giant Robot follow us on Twitter, my tumblr is basically my personal production diary, and we've also got a youtube channel devoted to just Gyrochan.
Hope to hear from all of you soon.
Be safe everyone!
Yours,
-Sir Jestro