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    Quote Originally Posted by Empoof (#4925)
    I am above the fools. I wish for death. To embody it and for it to embody me. To reach the deepest depths, see what lays therein. And come out anew. Thus I make the cow pass judgment upon Empoof.
    Target final? ##instant judgement if so

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    Day 1 Votecount

    Votes Target Voters (Posts in Phase)
    10 Donald J. Trump wolfy (246), bearsquared (156), Panther (164), Donald J. Trump (6), Tsaiah (22), Garden Gnome (56), SmartBomb (181), Arapocalypse (133), Apoc (165), bopolis (149)
    7 wiggles1993 Jaleb (184), descuffphoenix (78), Shad (185), Grant (59), beruru (93), Empoof (79), annulus (179)
    2 annulus Zarathustra (76), t om (77)
    2 Kane Phighter (52), Kane (109)
    1 ScarletCelestial Jon Paul (32)
    1 wolfy billymills (29)
    1 Empoof wiggles1993 (33)
    1 Frog ScarletCelestial (82)
    1 Apoc TheParanoidAndroid (12)
    8 Not voting Vaarka (0), SpankGangsta (0), Frog (58), momo (0), Spartan057 (36), Duk3star (0), warren42 (5), sheepsaysmeep (66)


    Donald J. Trump was lynched.
    Day 2 Votecount

    Votes Target Voters (Posts in Phase)
    4 t om Grant (140), annulus (142), descuffphoenix (27), Shad (219)
    3 Spartan057 beruru (64), bearsquared (151), Frog (84)
    1 annulus t om (13)
    1 Frog warren42 (24)
    1 beruru Empoof (104)
    3 Not voting momo (0), Spartan057 (14), MarkoRaj (32)


    t om was lynched.


    Player Day 1 Day 2
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    Kane 109
    LordQuas
    MarkoRaj 32
    momo
    Panther 164
    Phighter 52
    ScarletCelestial 82
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    SmartBomb 181
    SpankGangsta
    Spartan057 36 14
    squirtlegun
    t om 77 13
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    Zarathustra 76


    taking garden gnome as village and 9 total wolves (6/9 dead)

    makes me want to go back and look at beruru progression on wiggles.

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    please dont kill yourself empoof lol

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    hey @Spartan057 lol

    you're absolutely hilarious

    i submit this post as my defense, and I hope it appeases your Spartan nature:

    Quote Originally Posted by Frog (#4885)
    300 Script - Dialogue Transcript
    Voila! Finally, the 300 script is here for all you fans of the epic action-fest starring Gerard Butler and Lena Headey. This puppy is a transcript that was painstakingly transcribed using the screenplay and/or viewings of the movie to get the dialogue. I know, I know, I still need to get the cast names in there and all that jazz, so if you have any corrections, feel free to drop me a line. At least you'll have some 300 quotes (or even a monologue or two) to annoy your coworkers with in the meantime, right?
    And swing on back to Drew's Script-O-Rama afterwards -- because reading is good for your noodle. Better than Farmville, anyway.
    300 Script


    When the boy was born...


    ... like all Spartans, he was inspected.


    If he'd been small or puny
    or sickly or misshapen...


    ... he would have been discarded.


    From the time he could stand,
    he was baptized in the fire of combat.


    Taught never to retreat,
    never to surrender.


    Taught that death on the battlefield
    in service to Sparta...


    ... was the greatest glory
    he could achieve in his life.


    At age 7, as is customary in Sparta...


    ... the boy was taken from his mother
    and plunged into a world of violence.


    Manufactured by 300 years
    of Spartan warrior society...


    ... to create the finest soldiers
    the world has ever known.


    The agoge, as it's called,
    forces the boy to fight.


    Starves them, forces them to steal...


    ... and if necessary, to kill.


    By rod and lash the boy was punished...


    ... taught to show no pain, no mercy.


    Constantly tested, tossed into the wild.


    Left to pit his wits and will
    against nature's fury.


    It was his initiation...


    ... his time in the wild...


    ... for he would return to his people
    a Spartan...


    ... or not at all.


    The wolf begins to circle the boy.


    Claws of black steel...


    ... fur as dark night.


    Eyes glowing red...


    ... jewels from the pit of hell itself.


    The giant wolf sniffing...


    ... savoring the scent of the meal to come.


    It's not fear that grips him...


    ... only a heightened sense of things.


    The cold air in his lungs.


    Windswept pines
    moving against the coming night.


    His hands are steady.


    His form...


    ... perfect.


    And so the boy, given up for dead...


    ... returns to his people,
    to sacred Sparta, a king!


    Our king, Leonidas!


    It's been more than 30 years
    since the wolf and the winter cold.


    And now, as then, a beast approaches.


    Patient and confident,
    savoring the meal to come.


    But this beast
    is made of men and horses...


    ...swords and spears.


    An army of slaves, vast beyond imagining,
    ready to devour tiny Greece.


    Ready to snuff out the world's
    one hope for reason and justice.


    A beast approaches...


    ...and it was King Leonidas himself
    who provoked it.


    That's it.


    Now, the more you sweat here,
    the less you'll bleed in battle.


    My father taught me...


    ...that fear is always a constant.


    But accepting it...


    ...makes you stronger.


    My queen.


    A Persian emissary awaits Leonidas.


    In the end...


    ...a Spartan's true strength
    is the warrior next to him.


    So give respect and honor to him,
    and it will be returned to you.


    First...


    ...you fight with your head.
    - Then you fight with your heart.


    What is it?


    A Persian messenger awaits you.


    Do not forget today's lesson.


    - Respect and honor.
    - Respect and honor.


    Councilman Theron.
    You found yourself needed, for once.


    My king and queen,
    I was just entertaining your guests.


    I'm sure.


    Before you speak, Persian...


    ...know that in Sparta everyone,
    even a king's messenger...


    ...is held accountable
    for the words of his voice.


    Now, what message do you bring?


    Earth and water.


    You rode all the way from Persia
    for earth and water?


    Do not be coy or stupid, Persian.
    You can afford neither in Sparta.


    What makes this woman
    think she can speak among men?


    Because only Spartan women
    give birth to real men.


    Let us walk to cool our tongues.


    If you value your lives
    over your complete annihilation...


    ...listen carefully, Leonidas.


    Xerxes conquers and controls
    everything he rests his eyes upon.


    He leads an army so massive,
    it shakes the ground with its march.


    So vast, it drinks the rivers dry.


    All the God-King Xerxes requires is this:


    A simple offering of earth and water...


    ...a token of Sparta's submission
    to the will of Xerxes.


    Submission.


    Now, that's a bit of a problem.


    See, rumor has it...


    ...the Athenians
    have already turned you down.


    And if those philosophers and boy-lovers
    have found that kind of nerve, then...


    - We must be diplomatic.
    - And, of course, Spartans...


    ...have their reputation to consider.


    Choose your next words carefully,
    Leonidas.


    They may be your last as king.


    "Earth and water."


    Madman. You're a madman.


    Earth and water.


    You'll find plenty of both down there.


    No man, Persian or Greek,
    no man threatens a messenger.


    You bring the crowns and heads
    of conquered kings to my city steps.


    You insult my queen.


    You threaten my people
    with slavery and death.


    Oh, I've chosen my words carefully,
    Persian.


    Perhaps you should have done the same.


    This is blasphemy. This is madness!


    Madness?


    This is Sparta!


    Welcome, Leonidas.


    We have been expecting you.


    The ephors, priests to the old gods.


    Inbred swine.


    More creature than man.


    Creatures whom even Leonidas
    must bribe and beg.


    For no Spartan king has gone to war
    without the ephors' blessing.


    The Persians claim their forces
    number in the millions.


    I hope, for our sake, they exaggerate.


    But there's no question, we face
    the most massive army ever assembled.


    Before your plan is heard...


    ...what do you offer?


    We will use our superior fighting skills...


    ...and the terrain of Greece herself
    to destroy them.


    We will march north to the coast,
    where I will make sure...


    It is August, Leonidas.
    The full moon approaches.


    The sacred and ancient festival.


    Sparta wages no war
    at the time of the Carneia.


    Sparta will burn!


    Her men will die at arms...


    ...and her women and children
    will be slaves or worse.


    Now, we will block
    the Persian coastal assault...


    ...by rebuilding the great Phocian Wall.


    And from there, we will funnel them into
    the mountain pass we call the Hot Gates.


    Now, in that narrow corridor,
    their numbers will count for nothing.


    And wave after wave of Persian attack...


    ...will smash against Spartan shields.


    Xerxes' losses will be so great,
    his men so demoralized...


    ...he will have no choice
    but to abandon his campaign.


    We must consult the oracle.


    Trust the gods, Leonidas.


    I'd prefer you trusted your reason.


    Your blasphemies...


    ...have cost us quite enough already.


    Don't compound them.


    We will consult the oracle.


    Diseased old mystics.


    Worthless remnants of a time
    before Sparta's ascent from darkness.


    Remnants of a senseless tradition.


    Tradition even Leonidas cannot defy...


    ... for he must respect
    the word of the ephors.


    That is the law.


    And no Spartan, subject or citizen,
    man or woman...


    ... slave or king, is above the law.


    The ephors choose only
    the most beautiful Spartan girls...


    ... to live among them as oracles.


    Their beauty is their curse...


    ... for the old wretches
    have the needs of men...


    ... and souls as black as hell.


    "Pray to the winds...


    ...Sparta will fall.


    All Greece will fall.


    Trust not in men...


    ...honor the gods.


    Honor the Carneia."


    The king's climb down is harder.


    Pompous, inbred swine.


    Worthless, diseased, rotten...


    ... corrupt.


    Truly, you're in the god-king's
    favor now...


    ...O wise and holy men.


    Yes.


    And when Sparta burns,
    you shall bathe in gold.


    Fresh oracles shall be delivered to you...


    ...daily...


    ...from every corner of the empire.


    Your lips can finish
    what your fingers have started.


    Or has the oracle robbed you
    of your desire as well?


    It would take more than the words
    of a drunken adolescent girl...


    ...to rob me of my desire for you.


    Then why so distant?


    Because it seems...


    ...though a slave and captive
    of lecherous old men...


    ...the oracle's words
    could set fire to all that I love.


    So that is why my king loses sleep
    and is forced from the warmth of his bed?


    There's only one woman's words that
    should affect the mood of my husband.


    Those are mine.


    Then what must a king do
    to save his world...


    ...when the very laws he is sworn
    to protect force him to do nothing?


    It is not a question
    of what a Spartan citizen should do...


    ...nor a husband, nor a king.


    Instead ask yourself, my dearest love...


    ...what should a free man do?


    - Is this all of them?
    - As you ordered. Three hundred.


    All with born sons to carry on their name.


    We are with you, sire.


    For Sparta. For freedom.


    To the death.


    He is your son.


    He is too young
    to have felt a woman's warmth.


    I have others to replace him.
    Astinos is as brave and ready as any.


    No younger than we were the first time
    you stood next to me in battle.


    You are a good friend...


    ...but a better captain, there is none.


    My good king.


    My good king, the oracle has spoken.


    The ephors have spoken.
    There must be no march.


    It is the law, my lord.


    - The Spartan army must not go to war.
    - Nor shall it.


    I've issued no such orders.


    I'm here just taking a stroll,
    stretching my legs.


    These 300 men
    are my personal bodyguard.


    Our army will stay in Sparta.


    Where will you go?


    I hadn't really thought about it...


    ...but now that you ask...


    ...I suppose I'll head north.


    The Hot Gates?


    Move out!


    Move out!


    What shall we do?


    What can we do?


    What can you do?


    Sparta will need sons.


    Spartan!


    Yes, milady?


    Come back with your shield...


    ...or on it.


    Yes, milady.


    "Goodbye, my love."


    He doesn't say it.


    There's no room for softness...


    ... not in Sparta.


    No place for weakness.


    Only the hard and strong
    may call themselves Spartans.


    Only the hard. Only the strong.


    We march...


    ... for our lands, for our families,
    for our freedoms.


    We march.


    Daxos.


    - What a pleasant surprise.
    - This morning's full of surprises, Leonidas.


    - We've been tricked.
    - Can't be more than a hundred.


    - This is a surprise.
    - Silence.


    This isn't their army.


    We heard Sparta was on the warpath
    and we were eager to join forces.


    If it is blood you seek,
    you are welcome to join us.


    But you bring only this handful
    of soldiers against Xerxes?


    I see I was wrong to expect Sparta's
    commitment to at least match our own.


    Doesn't it?


    You, there.


    What is your profession?


    I'm a potter, sir.


    And you, Arcadian.
    What is your profession?


    - Sculptor, sir.
    - Sculptor.


    - And you?
    - Blacksmith.


    Spartans! What is your profession?


    You see, old friend?


    I brought more soldiers than you did.


    No sleep tonight...


    ... not for the king.


    All his 40 years
    have been a straight road...


    ... to this one gleaming moment
    in destiny...


    ... this one radiant clash
    of shield and spear...


    ... sword and bone, and flesh and blood.


    His only regret...


    ... is that he has so few to sacrifice.


    We're being followed.


    It has followed us since Sparta.


    My king! Look!


    What happened here?


    Where are all the people?


    Persians.


    I put their number at around 20.


    A scouting party.


    But these footprints...


    Behind us!


    Child!


    It's quiet now.


    They...


    They came with beasts
    from the blackness.


    With their claws and fangs...


    ...they grabbed them.


    Everyone...


    ...but me.


    The villagers.


    I found them.


    Have the gods no mercy?


    We are doomed.


    Quiet yourself.


    The child speaks of the Persian ghosts,
    known from the ancient times.


    They are the hunters of men's souls.


    They cannot be killed or defeated.


    Not this darkness. Not these lmmortals.


    Immortals?


    We'll put their name to the test.


    Into the Hot Gates we march.


    Into that narrow corridor we march...


    ... where Xerxes' numbers
    count for nothing.


    Spartans, citizen-soldiers, freed slaves.


    Brave Greeks, all.


    Brothers, fathers, sons...


    ... we march.


    For honor's sake, for duty's sake,
    for glory's sake, we march.


    Look! Persians.


    Into hell's mouth we march.


    Let's watch these motherless dogs...


    ...as they're embraced by the loving arms
    of Greece herself. Come.


    True.


    It does look like rain.


    Zeus stabs the sky with thunderbolts...


    ... and batters the Persian ships
    with hurricane wind.


    Glorious.


    Only one among us
    keeps his Spartan reserve.


    Only he.


    Only our king.


    My queen?


    My queen...


    ...the courtyard is a more fitting place
    for a married woman.


    I'm afraid gossip and protocol...


    ...are the least of my worries now,
    councilman.


    Is such secrecy needed?


    How am I to trust beyond the walls
    of my own home?


    Even here, Theron has eyes and ears
    which fuel Sparta with doubt and fear.


    You speak as if all Sparta
    conspires against you.


    I wish it were only against me.


    Many on our council
    would vote to give all we have...


    ...and follow Leonidas...


    ...but you must show them favor.


    And you can arrange for me
    to speak to the council?


    If it is reason they want,
    I will let them know.


    Know what, my queen?


    Freedom isn't free at all.


    That it comes with the highest of costs,
    the cost of blood.


    I will do my best to gather our council.


    And its chamber
    shall be filled with your voice.


    - I'm in your debt.
    - No.


    Leonidas is my king as well as yours.


    I saw those ships smash on the rocks.


    How can this be?


    We saw but a fraction of the monster
    that is Xerxes' army.


    There can be no victory here.


    Why do you smile?


    Arcadian...


    ...I have fought countless times...


    ...yet I've never met an adversary
    who could offer me...


    ...what we Spartans
    call "a beautiful death."


    I can only hope...


    ...with all the world's warriors
    gathered against us...


    ...there might be one down there
    who's up to the task.


    Move!


    Keep going, you dogs!


    Move!


    Forward, I say!


    Stop here!


    Who commands here?


    I am the emissary...


    ...to the ruler of all the world...


    ...the god of gods, king of kings...


    ...and by that authority...


    ...I demand that someone
    show me your commander.


    Listen. Do you think the paltry dozen
    you slew scares us?


    These hills swarm with our scouts.


    And do you think your pathetic wall
    will do anything...


    ...except fall like a heap of dry leaves
    in the face of...?


    Our ancestors built this wall...


    ...using ancient stones
    from the bosom of Greece herself.


    And with a little Spartan help...


    ...your Persian scouts supplied the mortar.


    You will pay for your barbarism!


    My arm!


    It's not yours anymore.


    Go now. Run along and tell your Xerxes
    he faces free men here...


    ...not slaves.


    Do it quickly...


    ...before we decide to make our wall
    just a little bit bigger.


    No.


    Not slaves.


    Your women will be slaves.


    Your sons, your daughters...


    ...your elders will be slaves!


    But not you, no.


    By noon this day you will be dead men.


    A thousand nations of the Persian Empire
    descend upon you.


    Our arrows will blot out the sun.


    Then we will fight in the shade.


    The wall is solid.


    It'll do the job of funneling the Persians
    into the Hot Gates.


    Have the men found any route
    through the hills to our back?


    None, sire.


    There is such a route, good king.


    Just pass that western ridge.


    It's an old goat path.


    The Persians could use it to outflank us.


    Not one step closer, monster!


    Wise king, I humbly request an audience.


    - I'll skewer you where you stand.
    - I gave no such order.


    Forgive the captain.


    He is a good soldier...


    ...but a bit short on manners.


    There is nothing to forgive, brave king.
    I know what I look like.


    You wear the crimson of a Spartan.


    I am Ephialtes, born of Sparta.


    My mother's love
    led my parents to flee Sparta...


    ...lest I be discarded.


    Your shield and armor?


    My father's, sir.


    I beg you, bold king,
    to permit me...


    ...to redeem my father's name
    by serving you in combat.


    My father trained me to feel no fear,
    to make spear and shield and sword...


    ...as much a part of me
    as my own beating heart.


    I will earn my father's armor, noble king...


    ...by serving you in the battle.


    A fine thrust.


    I will kill many Persians.


    Raise your shield.


    - Sire?
    - Raise your shield as high as you can.


    Your father should have taught you
    how our phalanx works.


    We fight...


    ...as a single, impenetrable unit.


    That is the source of our strength.


    Each Spartan protects the man
    to his left...


    ...from thigh to neck with his shield.


    A single weak spot
    and the phalanx shatters.


    From thigh to neck, Ephialtes.


    I am sorry, my friend.


    - But not all of us were made to be soldiers.
    - But I...


    - lf you want to help in a Spartan victory...
    - Yes.


    ...clear the battlefield of the dead,
    tend the wounded, bring them water...


    ...but as for the fight itself...


    ...I cannot use you.


    You...


    Mother! Father! You were wrong!


    You are wrong!


    Leonidas! You are wrong!


    Dispatch the Phocians to the goat path...


    ...and pray to the gods
    nobody tells the Persians about it.


    Earthquake.


    No, captain.


    Battle formations.


    This is where we hold them.


    This is where we fight!


    This is where they die!


    Earn these shields, boys!


    Remember this day, men...


    ...for it will be yours for all time.


    Spartans!


    Lay down your weapons!


    Persians!


    Come and get them!


    Hold!


    Give them nothing...


    ...but take from them everything!


    Steady!


    Push!


    Is that the best you can do?


    Push! Push!


    Now!


    Push!


    No prisoners!


    No mercy!


    They look thirsty.


    Well, let's give them something to drink.


    To the cliffs.


    Halt.


    Hell of a good start.


    Tuck tail!


    Persian cowards.


    - What the hell are you laughing at?
    - Well, you had to say it.


    - What?
    - "Fight in the shade."


    Recover.


    Today no Spartan dies.


    Easy, son.


    We do what we were trained to do...


    ... what we were bred to do...


    ... what we were born to do.


    No prisoners. No mercy.


    A good start.


    - I was afraid you might not come.
    - I'm sorry, my son is...


    Is doing what children do best.
    Please, don't apologize.


    Your son starts the agoge next year.


    That is always a difficult time
    for a Spartan mother.


    Yes, it will be hard. But also necessary.


    You will speak before the council
    in two days' time.


    My husband does not have two days.


    Think of the two days as a gift.


    It's no secret...


    ...Theron wants what you control.


    It's his voice you must silence.


    Make him your ally...


    ...and you will have your victory.


    Thank you.


    You are wise as you are kind.


    There's your mother.


    You should keep a better eye on him
    if he's to be king one day.


    Be unfortunate if anything
    were to happen to him.


    Or to his beautiful mother.


    No!


    Our Greek comrades are begging
    for a crack at the Persians, sire.


    Good.


    I've got something
    I think they can handle.


    Tell Daxos that I want him...


    ...and 20 of his best eager, sober
    and ready for the next charge.


    King Leonidas.


    - Stelios, catch your breath, boy.
    - Yes, milord.


    The Persians are approaching.


    A small contingent.
    Too small for an attack.


    - Captain, I leave you in charge.
    - But sire...


    Relax, old friend.


    If they assassinate me,
    all of Sparta goes to war.


    Pray they're that stupid.


    Pray...


    ...we're that lucky.


    Besides...


    ...there's no reason we can't be civil...


    ...is there?


    None, sire.


    Let me guess.


    You must be Xerxes.


    Come, Leonidas.


    Let us reason together.


    It would be a regrettable waste...


    ...it would be nothing short of madness
    were you, brave king...


    ...and your valiant troops to perish...


    ...all because of a simple
    misunderstanding.


    - There's much our cultures could share.
    - Haven't you noticed?


    We've been sharing our culture
    with you all morning.


    Yours is a fascinating tribe.


    Even now you are defiant...


    ...in the face of annihilation
    and the presence of a god.


    It isn't wise to stand against me,
    Leonidas.


    Imagine what a horrible fate
    awaits my enemies...


    ...when I would gladly kill
    any of my own men for victory.


    And I would die for any one of mine.


    You Greeks take pride in your logic.
    I suggest you employ it.


    Consider the beautiful land
    you so vigorously defend.


    Picture it reduced to ash at my whim.


    Consider the fate of your women.


    Clearly you don't know our women.


    I might as well have marched them up here,
    judging by what I've seen.


    You have many slaves, Xerxes...


    ...but few warriors.


    It won't be long
    before they fear my spears...


    ...more than your whips.


    It's not the lash they fear...


    ...it is my divine power.


    But I am a generous god.
    I can make you rich beyond all measure.


    I will make you warlord of all Greece.


    You will carry my battle standard
    to the heart of Europa.


    Your Athenian rivals...


    ...will kneel at your feet...


    ...if you will but kneel at mine.


    You are generous...


    ...as you are divine...


    ...O king of kings.


    Such an offer
    only a madman would refuse.


    But the...


    The idea of kneeling, it's...


    You see, slaughtering
    all those men of yours has...


    Well, it's left a nasty cramp in my leg...


    ...so kneeling will be hard for me.


    There will be no glory in your sacrifice.


    I will erase even the memory of Sparta
    from the histories.


    Every piece of Greek parchment
    shall be burned.


    Every Greek historian and every scribe
    shall have their eyes put out...


    ...and their tongues
    cut from their mouths.


    Why, uttering the very name of Sparta
    or Leonidas will be punishable by death.


    The world will never know
    you existed at all.


    The world will know
    that free men stood against a tyrant.


    That few stood against many.


    And before this battle was over...


    ...that even a god-king can bleed.


    You fought well today...


    ...for a woman.


    As did you.


    Maybe if I'm injured,
    you'll be able to keep up with me.


    Perhaps I was so far ahead
    you couldn't see me.


    More likely offering your backside
    to the Thespians.


    Jealousy...


    ...does not become you, my friend.


    Move it, men!


    Pile those Persians high.


    For unless I miss my guess...


    ...we're in for one wild night.


    They have served the dark will
    of Persian kings for 500 years.


    Eyes as dark as night.


    Teeth filed to fangs.


    Soulless.


    The personal guard to King Xerxes himself.
    The Persian warrior elite.


    The deadliest fighting force in all of Asia:


    The Immortals.


    The god-king has betrayed a fatal flaw:


    Hubris.


    Easy to taunt, easy to trick.


    Before wounds and weariness
    have taken their toll...


    ... the mad king
    throws the best he has at us.


    Xerxes has taken the bait.


    Spartans, push!


    Immortals.


    We put their name to the test.


    Father!


    My king!


    Arcadians, now!


    Go! Show the Spartans what we can do.


    Go!


    They shout and curse...


    ... stabbing wildly,
    more brawlers than warriors.


    They make a wondrous mess of things.


    Brave amateurs, they do their part.


    Immortals.


    They fail our king's test.


    And a man who fancies himself a god...


    ... feels a very human chill
    crawl up his spine.


    To our king!


    And our honored dead.


    Whom will Xerxes dare to send next?
    Whom?!


    There's nothing that can stop us now!


    Even the king allows himself
    to hope for more than glory.


    Such mad hope, but there it is:


    "Against Asia's endless hordes,
    against all odds, we can do it.


    We can hold the Hot Gates.


    We can win. "


    Dawn.


    Whips crack. Barbarians howl.


    Those behind cry, "Forward!"


    Those in front cry, "Back!"


    Our eyes bear witness
    to the grotesque spectacle...


    ... coughed forth from the darkest corner
    of Xerxes' empire.


    When muscle failed...


    ... they turned to their magic.


    One hundred nations descend upon us,
    the armies of all Asia.


    Funneled into this narrow corridor,
    their numbers count for nothing.


    They fall by the hundreds.


    We send the severed bodies
    and the fragile hearts back to Xerxes' feet.


    King Xerxes is displeased
    with his generals.


    He disciplines them.


    Xerxes dispatches his monsters
    from half the world away.


    They're clumsy beasts...


    ... and the piled Persian dead are slippery.


    - You still here?
    - Somebody's gotta watch your back.


    Not now, I'm a little busy.


    Regroup!


    Astinos!


    My son!


    Astinos!


    No!


    Day wears on.


    We lose few...


    ... but each felled is a friend,
    or dearest blood.


    And upon seeing the headless body
    of his own young son...


    ... the captain breaks rank.


    He goes wild, blood-drunk.


    The captain's cries of pain
    at the loss of his son...


    ... are more frightening to the enemy
    than the deepest battle drums.


    It takes three men to restrain him
    and bring him back to our own.


    The day is ours.


    No songs are sung.


    Your gods were cruel to shape you so,
    friend Ephialtes.


    The Spartans, too...


    ...were cruel to reject you.


    But I am kind.


    Everything you could ever desire...


    ...every happiness you can imagine...


    ...every pleasure your fellow Greeks
    and your false gods have denied you...


    ...I will grant you.


    For I am kind.


    Embrace me as your king
    and as your god.


    Yes.


    Lead my soldiers to the hidden path
    that enters behind the cursed Spartans...


    ...and your joys will be endless.


    Yes! I want it all.


    Wealth. Women.


    And one more thing...


    ...I want a uniform.


    Done.


    You will find...


    ...I am kind.


    Unlike the cruel Leonidas,
    who demanded that you stand...


    ...I require only...


    ...that you kneel.


    Beautiful night.


    Yes, but I did not ask you here
    for small talk, Theron.


    You can be sure of that.


    You never spared words with me.


    Can I offer you something?
    A drink, perhaps?


    Is it poison?


    I'm sorry to disappoint you,
    it's only water.


    I'm told it's been arranged for you
    to go before the council.


    Yes.


    I need your help in winning votes
    to send the army north to our king.


    Yes.


    I can see it,
    the two of us standing together.


    Me, politician. You, warrior.
    Our voices as one.


    But why would I want to do that?


    It proves you care for a king who right now
    fights for the very water we drink.


    True.


    But this is politics, not war.


    Leonidas is an idealist.


    I know your kind too well. You send men
    to slaughter for your own gain.


    Your husband, our king,
    has taken 300 of our finest to slaughter.


    He's broken our laws
    and left without the council's consent.


    - I'm simply a realist.
    - You're an opportunist.


    You're as foolish as Leonidas if you think
    men don't have a price in this world.


    All men are not created equal.
    That's the Spartan code, my little queen.


    I admire your passion.


    But don't think that you...


    ...a woman, even a queen...


    ...can walk into the council chamber
    and sway the minds of men.


    I own that chamber...


    ...as if it were built with these hands.


    I could crush
    the life out of you right now.


    You will go before the council,
    but your words will fall on deaf ears.


    Leonidas will receive no reinforcements,
    and if he returns, without my help...


    ...he will go to jail or worse.


    Do you love your Sparta?


    Yes.


    - And your king?
    - I do.


    Your husband fights for his land
    and his love.


    What do you have to offer...


    ...in return for my word
    that I'll help you send our army north?


    What does a realist want with his queen?


    I think you know.


    This will not be over quickly.


    You will not enjoy this.


    I'm not your king.


    Dilios.


    I trust that scratch
    hasn't made you useless?


    Hardly, my lord. It's just an eye.


    The gods saw fit to grace me
    with a spare.


    My captain?


    Curses the gods and mourns alone.


    Leonidas!


    We are undone.
    Undone, I tell you. Destroyed.


    Daxos, calm yourself.


    Our hunchback traitor led Xerxes' lmmortals
    to the hidden goat path behind us.


    The Phocians you posted there
    were scattered without a fight.


    - This battle is over, Leonidas.
    - This battle is over when I say it is over.


    By morning, the lmmortals will surround us.
    The Hot Gates will fall.


    Spartans! Prepare for glory!


    Glory? Have you gone mad?


    There is no glory to be had now.


    Only retreat or surrender. Or death.


    Well, that's an easy choice
    for us, Arcadian.


    Spartans never retreat.
    Spartans never surrender.


    Go spread the word.


    Let every Greek assembled
    know the truth of this.


    Let each among them
    search his own soul.


    And while you're at it, search your own.


    My men will leave with me.


    Godspeed, Leonidas.


    Children!


    Children.


    Gather round.


    No retreat, no surrender.


    That is Spartan law.


    And by Spartan law,
    we will stand and fight...


    ...and die.


    A new age has begun.


    An age of freedom.


    And all will know that 300 Spartans...


    ...gave their last breath to defend it.


    My friend.


    I have lived my entire life
    without regret until now.


    It's not that my son
    gave up his life for his country.


    It's just that I never told him
    that I loved him the most.


    That he stood by me with honor.


    That he was all that was best in me.


    My heart is broken for your loss.


    Heart?


    I have filled my heart...


    ...with hate.


    Good.


    Dilios...


    ...let's take a walk.


    Yes, my lord.


    But, sire, I am fit and ready for battle.


    That you are, one of the finest.


    But you have another talent
    unlike any other Spartan.


    You will deliver my final orders
    to the council...


    ...with force and verve.


    Tell them our story.


    Make every Greek know
    what happened here.


    You'll have a grand tale to tell.


    A tale of victory.


    Victory.


    Yes, my lord.


    Sire, any message...?


    For the queen?


    None that need be spoken.


    Hundreds leave.


    A handful stay.


    Only one looks back.


    Spartans!


    Ready your breakfast and eat hearty...


    ...for tonight we dine in hell!


    May I give the floor now...


    ...to the wife of Leonidas
    and queen of Sparta.


    - What's this?
    - This is nothing.


    Councilmen...


    ...I stand before you
    not only as your queen.


    I come to you as a mother.


    I come to you as a wife.


    I come to you as a Spartan woman.


    I come to you with great humility.


    I am not here to represent Leonidas.


    His actions speak louder
    than my words ever could.


    I am here for all those voices
    which cannot be heard.


    Mothers, daughters, fathers, sons.


    Three hundred families
    that bleed for our rights...


    ...and for the very principles
    this room was built upon.


    We are at war, gentlemen.


    We must send the entire Spartan army
    to aid our king...


    ...in the preservation of not just ourselves,
    but of our children.


    Send the army
    for the preservation of liberty.


    Send it for justice.


    Send it for law and order.


    Send it for reason.


    But most importantly,
    send our army for hope.


    Hope that a king and his men have not
    been wasted to the pages of history.


    That their courage bonds us together.


    That we are made stronger
    by their actions...


    ...and that your choices today
    reflect their bravery.


    Three hundred.


    We must send them.


    Moving...


    ...eloquent, passionate.


    But it doesn't change the fact
    that your husband has brought war upon us.


    You are wrong.
    Xerxes brought it forth...


    ...and before that,
    his father Darius at Marathon.


    The Persians will not stop...


    ...until the only shelter we will find
    is rubble and chaos.


    This chamber needs no
    history lesson, my queen.


    Then what is the lesson
    you would like to leave?


    Shall I begin to enumerate all of them?


    Honor. Duty. Glory.


    You speak of honor, duty and glory?


    But what of adultery?


    - How dare you.
    - How dare I?


    Watch her carefully.


    She is a trickster in true form.


    Do not play with the members
    of this sacred chamber, my queen.


    Just hours ago,
    you offered yourself to me.


    Were I a weaker man,
    I would have her scent on me still.


    - This is outrage.
    - Oh, the hypocrite speaks!


    Did you not receive a similar payment,
    which you took...


    ...in exchange for her having an audience
    with these noble men?


    - That is a lie.
    - Is it?


    Was he not, by your invitation,
    asked to come to the king's bedchamber?


    The very bed where you attempted
    to negotiate with me so vigorously?


    You look shocked.
    A bribe of the flesh, gentlemen...


    ...while her husband
    promotes anarchy and war.


    He speaks truth.


    Words escape
    even the most cunning tongue...


    ...my little whore queen.


    What queen-like behavior.


    Remove her from this chamber
    before she infects us further...


    ...with her inglorious and shabby self.


    This will not be over quickly.


    You will not enjoy this.
    I am not your queen.


    Traitor.


    Traitor! Traitor! Traitor!


    Traitor!


    Leonidas, my compliments
    and congratulations.


    You surely have turned calamity
    into victory.


    Despite your insufferable arrogance...


    ...the god-king has come
    to admire Spartan valor and fighting skill.


    You will make a mighty ally.


    Yield, Leonidas.


    Use your reason. Think of your men.


    I beg you.


    Listen to your fellow Greek.


    He can attest
    to the divine one's generosity.


    Despite your several insults,
    despite your horrid blasphemies...


    ...the lord of hosts
    is prepared to forgive all...


    ...and more, to reward your service.


    You fight for your lands.


    Keep them.


    You fight for Sparta.


    She will be wealthier and more powerful
    than ever before.


    You fight for your kingship.


    You will be proclaimed warlord
    of all Greece...


    ...answerable only
    to the one true master of the world.


    Leonidas, your victory will be complete...


    ...if you but lay down your arms...


    ...and kneel to holy Xerxes.


    It's been more than 30 years
    since the wolf in the winter cold.


    And now, as then,
    it's not fear that grips him...


    ... only restlessness.
    A heightened sense of things.


    The seaborne breeze coolly kissing
    the sweat at his chest and neck.


    Gulls cawing...


    ... complaining even as they feast
    on the thousands of floating dead.


    The steady breathing
    of the 300 at his back...


    ... ready to die for him
    without a moment's pause.


    Every one of them...


    ... ready to die.


    His helmet is stifling.


    His shield is heavy.


    Your spear.


    You there...


    ...Ephialtes.


    May you live forever.


    Leonidas, your spear.


    Stelios!


    Slaughter them!


    His helmet was stifling.


    It narrowed his vision,
    and he must see far.


    His shield was heavy.
    It threw him off balance...


    ... and his target is far away.


    The old ones say we Spartans
    are descended from Hercules himself.


    Bold Leonidas gives testament
    to our bloodline.


    His roar is long and loud.


    My king.


    It's an honor to die at your side.


    It's an honor to have lived at yours.


    My queen!


    My wife.


    My love.


    "Remember us."


    As simple an order as a king can give.


    "Remember why we died."


    For he did not wish tribute or song...


    ...nor monuments,
    nor poems of war and valor.


    His wish was simple.


    "Remember us"...


    ...he said to me.


    That was his hope.


    Should any free soul
    come across that place...


    ... in all the countless
    centuries yet to be...


    ... may all our voices...


    ... whisper to you
    from the ageless stones.


    Go tell the Spartans, passerby...


    ... that here, by Spartan law, we lie.


    And so my king died...


    ... and my brothers died...


    ...barely a year ago.


    Long I pondered my king's
    cryptic talk of victory.


    Time has proven him wise.


    For from free Greek to free Greek...


    ...the word was spread
    that bold Leonidas and his 300...


    ...so far from home...


    ...laid down their lives
    not just for Sparta...


    ...but for all Greece
    and the promise this country holds.


    Now, here on this rugged patch of earth
    called Plataea...


    ...Xerxes' hordes face obliteration!


    Just there the barbarians huddle...


    ...sheer terror gripping tight their hearts...


    ...with icy fingers...


    ...knowing full well
    what merciless horrors they suffered...


    ...at the swords and spears of 300.


    Yet they stare now across the plain
    at 10,000 Spartans...


    ...commanding 30,000 free Greeks!


    The enemy outnumber us
    a paltry three to one.


    Good odds for any Greek.


    This day, we rescue a world
    from mysticism and tyranny...


    ...and usher in a future
    brighter than anything we can imagine.


    Give thanks, men...


    ...to Leonidas and the brave 300.


    To victory!


    Special thanks to SergeiK.

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    I actually don't have a gif to express my feelings right now.

    but it's probably something close to


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    oh hmm cool... let me write this up

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    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4952)
    taking garden gnome as village and 9 total wolves (6/9 dead)

    makes me want to go back and look at beruru progression on wiggles.
    wow yeah both of those wagons being clean would be

    pretty insane

    also that vote count reminds me that Duk was wolf

    someone said wiggles/duk w/w before duk ever posted and I thought it was $%#!posting but now I'm really really really really interested in who said that

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    Quote Originally Posted by Jaleb (#2147)
    Quote Originally Posted by Shad (#2142)
    Wiggles is in this game

    heh feels like I should need to be reminded of that
    He and Duke are wolf partners. I've already pinged them a few times.
    ok are we sure Jaleb was really a villager lol

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    also *shouldn't lol correcting 48 hour old typos

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    Quote Originally Posted by Jaleb (#2147)
    Quote Originally Posted by Shad (#2142)
    Wiggles is in this game

    heh feels like I should need to be reminded of that
    He and Duke are wolf partners. I've already pinged them a few times.
    it was jaleb

    @Jaleb is a god

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    Quote Originally Posted by Shad (#4959)
    Quote Originally Posted by Jaleb (#2147)
    Quote Originally Posted by Shad (#2142)
    Wiggles is in this game

    heh feels like I should need to be reminded of that
    He and Duke are wolf partners. I've already pinged them a few times.
    ok are we sure Jaleb was really a villager lol
    possible he was scum i guess

    anything is possible in a bastard game

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    slowpoke

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    Quote Originally Posted by Spartan057 (#4947)
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#1931)
    Quote Originally Posted by Spartan057 (#1906)
    Right guys sorry for being away. Some people have the right idea. Let out all your deepest desires and darkest secrets in bold purple. Or just a little funny comment every now and then. Raise up others and lower yourself
    I wish I had ambition. It's not enough to just try to do something for the hell of it and hope you come out on the other side happier and better off.
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#2349)
    Quote Originally Posted by Spartan057 (#2312)
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#2295)
    Do you guys ever start clicking a massive spoiler chain and you don't know how long it goes for, so rather than quoting it you just keep clicking because of sunk cost fallacy?
    And you? When will you begin that long journey into yourself?
    Not planning on it. I already did when I was 14, and I had panic attacks constantly for the next week especially at night.
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4046)
    Quote Originally Posted by Spartan057 (#4032)
    The wound is the place the light enters you

    t om
    Who are your other wolf reads? It should be possible to express that with a post restriction.
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4185)
    Quote Originally Posted by bearsquared (#4181)
    Quote Originally Posted by Spartan057 (#4178)
    The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don't go back to sleep.
    I'm starting to think Spartan is 3p, but he feels like of true neutral?
    He wanted us to talk in this colour. I can't think of a way in which this behavior would make sense as a role.
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4278)
    Quote Originally Posted by Mantichora (#8)
    Win Conditions:

    Town: Eliminate all anti-town players.
    Mafia: Obtain parity.

    Wolf:Obtain parity.
    Third Party: idk read the rules lol
    Spartan uses the exact same purple color from this post :thinking:
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4285)
    Quote Originally Posted by bearsquared (#4277)
    Quote Originally Posted by Spartan057 (#4271)
    Becoming 'Awake' involves seeing our confusion more clearly
    Are you able to communicate with us using something other than quotes of poets and theologians?
    Maybe we have to reply back at him with quotes.
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4329)
    Quote Originally Posted by Spartan057 (#4320)
    Quote Originally Posted by Empoof (#4288)
    Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
    !!!

    Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes around in another form.
    Become the sky. Take an axe to the prison wall. Escape.


    Met.

    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4879)
    **I am above the fools. I wish for death. To embody it and for it to embody me. To reach the deepest depths, see what lays therein. And come out anew. Thus I make Mantichora pass judgment upon Frog.**
    Met.

    You may call a judgement.

    You are required to present one piece of evidence for your accusation. (Only one post from you or the defendant that best portrays your reasoning for calling a judgement. If accepted, judgement is cast upon frog)


    @Frog

    [You have been called in for trial by Annulus. As a defendant you may respond to the accusation in the above form or admit being guilty.]




    I present this post:

    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4626)
    pregame:
    frog: woah cool role lordquas i have a plan on how to use it can we swap?
    lordquas: ya sure im just going to $%#!post anyway

    and then he used a factional (or from another wolf) ability to make it look like garden gnome was his role.

    we know for a fact that garden gnomes flip was tampered with because her 'role' was compulsive and she didn't act on d2.

    the plan was that frog would be confirmed village by the removal of his 'post restriction' which coincided with garden gnomes flip. however he just faked the post restriction to begin with.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Frog (#4954)
    hey @Spartan057 lol

    you're absolutely hilarious

    i submit this post as my defense, and I hope it appeases your Spartan nature:

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    300 Script - Dialogue Transcript
    Voila! Finally, the 300 script is here for all you fans of the epic action-fest starring Gerard Butler and Lena Headey. This puppy is a transcript that was painstakingly transcribed using the screenplay and/or viewings of the movie to get the dialogue. I know, I know, I still need to get the cast names in there and all that jazz, so if you have any corrections, feel free to drop me a line. At least you'll have some 300 quotes (or even a monologue or two) to annoy your coworkers with in the meantime, right?
    And swing on back to Drew's Script-O-Rama afterwards -- because reading is good for your noodle. Better than Farmville, anyway.
    300 Script


    When the boy was born...


    ... like all Spartans, he was inspected.


    If he'd been small or puny
    or sickly or misshapen...


    ... he would have been discarded.


    From the time he could stand,
    he was baptized in the fire of combat.


    Taught never to retreat,
    never to surrender.


    Taught that death on the battlefield
    in service to Sparta...


    ... was the greatest glory
    he could achieve in his life.


    At age 7, as is customary in Sparta...


    ... the boy was taken from his mother
    and plunged into a world of violence.


    Manufactured by 300 years
    of Spartan warrior society...


    ... to create the finest soldiers
    the world has ever known.


    The agoge, as it's called,
    forces the boy to fight.


    Starves them, forces them to steal...


    ... and if necessary, to kill.


    By rod and lash the boy was punished...


    ... taught to show no pain, no mercy.


    Constantly tested, tossed into the wild.


    Left to pit his wits and will
    against nature's fury.


    It was his initiation...


    ... his time in the wild...


    ... for he would return to his people
    a Spartan...


    ... or not at all.


    The wolf begins to circle the boy.


    Claws of black steel...


    ... fur as dark night.


    Eyes glowing red...


    ... jewels from the pit of hell itself.


    The giant wolf sniffing...


    ... savoring the scent of the meal to come.


    It's not fear that grips him...


    ... only a heightened sense of things.


    The cold air in his lungs.


    Windswept pines
    moving against the coming night.


    His hands are steady.


    His form...


    ... perfect.


    And so the boy, given up for dead...


    ... returns to his people,
    to sacred Sparta, a king!


    Our king, Leonidas!


    It's been more than 30 years
    since the wolf and the winter cold.


    And now, as then, a beast approaches.


    Patient and confident,
    savoring the meal to come.


    But this beast
    is made of men and horses...


    ...swords and spears.


    An army of slaves, vast beyond imagining,
    ready to devour tiny Greece.


    Ready to snuff out the world's
    one hope for reason and justice.


    A beast approaches...


    ...and it was King Leonidas himself
    who provoked it.


    That's it.


    Now, the more you sweat here,
    the less you'll bleed in battle.


    My father taught me...


    ...that fear is always a constant.


    But accepting it...


    ...makes you stronger.


    My queen.


    A Persian emissary awaits Leonidas.


    In the end...


    ...a Spartan's true strength
    is the warrior next to him.


    So give respect and honor to him,
    and it will be returned to you.


    First...


    ...you fight with your head.
    - Then you fight with your heart.


    What is it?


    A Persian messenger awaits you.


    Do not forget today's lesson.


    - Respect and honor.
    - Respect and honor.


    Councilman Theron.
    You found yourself needed, for once.


    My king and queen,
    I was just entertaining your guests.


    I'm sure.


    Before you speak, Persian...


    ...know that in Sparta everyone,
    even a king's messenger...


    ...is held accountable
    for the words of his voice.


    Now, what message do you bring?


    Earth and water.


    You rode all the way from Persia
    for earth and water?


    Do not be coy or stupid, Persian.
    You can afford neither in Sparta.


    What makes this woman
    think she can speak among men?


    Because only Spartan women
    give birth to real men.


    Let us walk to cool our tongues.


    If you value your lives
    over your complete annihilation...


    ...listen carefully, Leonidas.


    Xerxes conquers and controls
    everything he rests his eyes upon.


    He leads an army so massive,
    it shakes the ground with its march.


    So vast, it drinks the rivers dry.


    All the God-King Xerxes requires is this:


    A simple offering of earth and water...


    ...a token of Sparta's submission
    to the will of Xerxes.


    Submission.


    Now, that's a bit of a problem.


    See, rumor has it...


    ...the Athenians
    have already turned you down.


    And if those philosophers and boy-lovers
    have found that kind of nerve, then...


    - We must be diplomatic.
    - And, of course, Spartans...


    ...have their reputation to consider.


    Choose your next words carefully,
    Leonidas.


    They may be your last as king.


    "Earth and water."


    Madman. You're a madman.


    Earth and water.


    You'll find plenty of both down there.


    No man, Persian or Greek,
    no man threatens a messenger.


    You bring the crowns and heads
    of conquered kings to my city steps.


    You insult my queen.


    You threaten my people
    with slavery and death.


    Oh, I've chosen my words carefully,
    Persian.


    Perhaps you should have done the same.


    This is blasphemy. This is madness!


    Madness?


    This is Sparta!


    Welcome, Leonidas.


    We have been expecting you.


    The ephors, priests to the old gods.


    Inbred swine.


    More creature than man.


    Creatures whom even Leonidas
    must bribe and beg.


    For no Spartan king has gone to war
    without the ephors' blessing.


    The Persians claim their forces
    number in the millions.


    I hope, for our sake, they exaggerate.


    But there's no question, we face
    the most massive army ever assembled.


    Before your plan is heard...


    ...what do you offer?


    We will use our superior fighting skills...


    ...and the terrain of Greece herself
    to destroy them.


    We will march north to the coast,
    where I will make sure...


    It is August, Leonidas.
    The full moon approaches.


    The sacred and ancient festival.


    Sparta wages no war
    at the time of the Carneia.


    Sparta will burn!


    Her men will die at arms...


    ...and her women and children
    will be slaves or worse.


    Now, we will block
    the Persian coastal assault...


    ...by rebuilding the great Phocian Wall.


    And from there, we will funnel them into
    the mountain pass we call the Hot Gates.


    Now, in that narrow corridor,
    their numbers will count for nothing.


    And wave after wave of Persian attack...


    ...will smash against Spartan shields.


    Xerxes' losses will be so great,
    his men so demoralized...


    ...he will have no choice
    but to abandon his campaign.


    We must consult the oracle.


    Trust the gods, Leonidas.


    I'd prefer you trusted your reason.


    Your blasphemies...


    ...have cost us quite enough already.


    Don't compound them.


    We will consult the oracle.


    Diseased old mystics.


    Worthless remnants of a time
    before Sparta's ascent from darkness.


    Remnants of a senseless tradition.


    Tradition even Leonidas cannot defy...


    ... for he must respect
    the word of the ephors.


    That is the law.


    And no Spartan, subject or citizen,
    man or woman...


    ... slave or king, is above the law.


    The ephors choose only
    the most beautiful Spartan girls...


    ... to live among them as oracles.


    Their beauty is their curse...


    ... for the old wretches
    have the needs of men...


    ... and souls as black as hell.


    "Pray to the winds...


    ...Sparta will fall.


    All Greece will fall.


    Trust not in men...


    ...honor the gods.


    Honor the Carneia."


    The king's climb down is harder.


    Pompous, inbred swine.


    Worthless, diseased, rotten...


    ... corrupt.


    Truly, you're in the god-king's
    favor now...


    ...O wise and holy men.


    Yes.


    And when Sparta burns,
    you shall bathe in gold.


    Fresh oracles shall be delivered to you...


    ...daily...


    ...from every corner of the empire.


    Your lips can finish
    what your fingers have started.


    Or has the oracle robbed you
    of your desire as well?


    It would take more than the words
    of a drunken adolescent girl...


    ...to rob me of my desire for you.


    Then why so distant?


    Because it seems...


    ...though a slave and captive
    of lecherous old men...


    ...the oracle's words
    could set fire to all that I love.


    So that is why my king loses sleep
    and is forced from the warmth of his bed?


    There's only one woman's words that
    should affect the mood of my husband.


    Those are mine.


    Then what must a king do
    to save his world...


    ...when the very laws he is sworn
    to protect force him to do nothing?


    It is not a question
    of what a Spartan citizen should do...


    ...nor a husband, nor a king.


    Instead ask yourself, my dearest love...


    ...what should a free man do?


    - Is this all of them?
    - As you ordered. Three hundred.


    All with born sons to carry on their name.


    We are with you, sire.


    For Sparta. For freedom.


    To the death.


    He is your son.


    He is too young
    to have felt a woman's warmth.


    I have others to replace him.
    Astinos is as brave and ready as any.


    No younger than we were the first time
    you stood next to me in battle.


    You are a good friend...


    ...but a better captain, there is none.


    My good king.


    My good king, the oracle has spoken.


    The ephors have spoken.
    There must be no march.


    It is the law, my lord.


    - The Spartan army must not go to war.
    - Nor shall it.


    I've issued no such orders.


    I'm here just taking a stroll,
    stretching my legs.


    These 300 men
    are my personal bodyguard.


    Our army will stay in Sparta.


    Where will you go?


    I hadn't really thought about it...


    ...but now that you ask...


    ...I suppose I'll head north.


    The Hot Gates?


    Move out!


    Move out!


    What shall we do?


    What can we do?


    What can you do?


    Sparta will need sons.


    Spartan!


    Yes, milady?


    Come back with your shield...


    ...or on it.


    Yes, milady.


    "Goodbye, my love."


    He doesn't say it.


    There's no room for softness...


    ... not in Sparta.


    No place for weakness.


    Only the hard and strong
    may call themselves Spartans.


    Only the hard. Only the strong.


    We march...


    ... for our lands, for our families,
    for our freedoms.


    We march.


    Daxos.


    - What a pleasant surprise.
    - This morning's full of surprises, Leonidas.


    - We've been tricked.
    - Can't be more than a hundred.


    - This is a surprise.
    - Silence.


    This isn't their army.


    We heard Sparta was on the warpath
    and we were eager to join forces.


    If it is blood you seek,
    you are welcome to join us.


    But you bring only this handful
    of soldiers against Xerxes?


    I see I was wrong to expect Sparta's
    commitment to at least match our own.


    Doesn't it?


    You, there.


    What is your profession?


    I'm a potter, sir.


    And you, Arcadian.
    What is your profession?


    - Sculptor, sir.
    - Sculptor.


    - And you?
    - Blacksmith.


    Spartans! What is your profession?


    You see, old friend?


    I brought more soldiers than you did.


    No sleep tonight...


    ... not for the king.


    All his 40 years
    have been a straight road...


    ... to this one gleaming moment
    in destiny...


    ... this one radiant clash
    of shield and spear...


    ... sword and bone, and flesh and blood.


    His only regret...


    ... is that he has so few to sacrifice.


    We're being followed.


    It has followed us since Sparta.


    My king! Look!


    What happened here?


    Where are all the people?


    Persians.


    I put their number at around 20.


    A scouting party.


    But these footprints...


    Behind us!


    Child!


    It's quiet now.


    They...


    They came with beasts
    from the blackness.


    With their claws and fangs...


    ...they grabbed them.


    Everyone...


    ...but me.


    The villagers.


    I found them.


    Have the gods no mercy?


    We are doomed.


    Quiet yourself.


    The child speaks of the Persian ghosts,
    known from the ancient times.


    They are the hunters of men's souls.


    They cannot be killed or defeated.


    Not this darkness. Not these lmmortals.


    Immortals?


    We'll put their name to the test.


    Into the Hot Gates we march.


    Into that narrow corridor we march...


    ... where Xerxes' numbers
    count for nothing.


    Spartans, citizen-soldiers, freed slaves.


    Brave Greeks, all.


    Brothers, fathers, sons...


    ... we march.


    For honor's sake, for duty's sake,
    for glory's sake, we march.


    Look! Persians.


    Into hell's mouth we march.


    Let's watch these motherless dogs...


    ...as they're embraced by the loving arms
    of Greece herself. Come.


    True.


    It does look like rain.


    Zeus stabs the sky with thunderbolts...


    ... and batters the Persian ships
    with hurricane wind.


    Glorious.


    Only one among us
    keeps his Spartan reserve.


    Only he.


    Only our king.


    My queen?


    My queen...


    ...the courtyard is a more fitting place
    for a married woman.


    I'm afraid gossip and protocol...


    ...are the least of my worries now,
    councilman.


    Is such secrecy needed?


    How am I to trust beyond the walls
    of my own home?


    Even here, Theron has eyes and ears
    which fuel Sparta with doubt and fear.


    You speak as if all Sparta
    conspires against you.


    I wish it were only against me.


    Many on our council
    would vote to give all we have...


    ...and follow Leonidas...


    ...but you must show them favor.


    And you can arrange for me
    to speak to the council?


    If it is reason they want,
    I will let them know.


    Know what, my queen?


    Freedom isn't free at all.


    That it comes with the highest of costs,
    the cost of blood.


    I will do my best to gather our council.


    And its chamber
    shall be filled with your voice.


    - I'm in your debt.
    - No.


    Leonidas is my king as well as yours.


    I saw those ships smash on the rocks.


    How can this be?


    We saw but a fraction of the monster
    that is Xerxes' army.


    There can be no victory here.


    Why do you smile?


    Arcadian...


    ...I have fought countless times...


    ...yet I've never met an adversary
    who could offer me...


    ...what we Spartans
    call "a beautiful death."


    I can only hope...


    ...with all the world's warriors
    gathered against us...


    ...there might be one down there
    who's up to the task.


    Move!


    Keep going, you dogs!


    Move!


    Forward, I say!


    Stop here!


    Who commands here?


    I am the emissary...


    ...to the ruler of all the world...


    ...the god of gods, king of kings...


    ...and by that authority...


    ...I demand that someone
    show me your commander.


    Listen. Do you think the paltry dozen
    you slew scares us?


    These hills swarm with our scouts.


    And do you think your pathetic wall
    will do anything...


    ...except fall like a heap of dry leaves
    in the face of...?


    Our ancestors built this wall...


    ...using ancient stones
    from the bosom of Greece herself.


    And with a little Spartan help...


    ...your Persian scouts supplied the mortar.


    You will pay for your barbarism!


    My arm!


    It's not yours anymore.


    Go now. Run along and tell your Xerxes
    he faces free men here...


    ...not slaves.


    Do it quickly...


    ...before we decide to make our wall
    just a little bit bigger.


    No.


    Not slaves.


    Your women will be slaves.


    Your sons, your daughters...


    ...your elders will be slaves!


    But not you, no.


    By noon this day you will be dead men.


    A thousand nations of the Persian Empire
    descend upon you.


    Our arrows will blot out the sun.


    Then we will fight in the shade.


    The wall is solid.


    It'll do the job of funneling the Persians
    into the Hot Gates.


    Have the men found any route
    through the hills to our back?


    None, sire.


    There is such a route, good king.


    Just pass that western ridge.


    It's an old goat path.


    The Persians could use it to outflank us.


    Not one step closer, monster!


    Wise king, I humbly request an audience.


    - I'll skewer you where you stand.
    - I gave no such order.


    Forgive the captain.


    He is a good soldier...


    ...but a bit short on manners.


    There is nothing to forgive, brave king.
    I know what I look like.


    You wear the crimson of a Spartan.


    I am Ephialtes, born of Sparta.


    My mother's love
    led my parents to flee Sparta...


    ...lest I be discarded.


    Your shield and armor?


    My father's, sir.


    I beg you, bold king,
    to permit me...


    ...to redeem my father's name
    by serving you in combat.


    My father trained me to feel no fear,
    to make spear and shield and sword...


    ...as much a part of me
    as my own beating heart.


    I will earn my father's armor, noble king...


    ...by serving you in the battle.


    A fine thrust.


    I will kill many Persians.


    Raise your shield.


    - Sire?
    - Raise your shield as high as you can.


    Your father should have taught you
    how our phalanx works.


    We fight...


    ...as a single, impenetrable unit.


    That is the source of our strength.


    Each Spartan protects the man
    to his left...


    ...from thigh to neck with his shield.


    A single weak spot
    and the phalanx shatters.


    From thigh to neck, Ephialtes.


    I am sorry, my friend.


    - But not all of us were made to be soldiers.
    - But I...


    - lf you want to help in a Spartan victory...
    - Yes.


    ...clear the battlefield of the dead,
    tend the wounded, bring them water...


    ...but as for the fight itself...


    ...I cannot use you.


    You...


    Mother! Father! You were wrong!


    You are wrong!


    Leonidas! You are wrong!


    Dispatch the Phocians to the goat path...


    ...and pray to the gods
    nobody tells the Persians about it.


    Earthquake.


    No, captain.


    Battle formations.


    This is where we hold them.


    This is where we fight!


    This is where they die!


    Earn these shields, boys!


    Remember this day, men...


    ...for it will be yours for all time.


    Spartans!


    Lay down your weapons!


    Persians!


    Come and get them!


    Hold!


    Give them nothing...


    ...but take from them everything!


    Steady!


    Push!


    Is that the best you can do?


    Push! Push!


    Now!


    Push!


    No prisoners!


    No mercy!


    They look thirsty.


    Well, let's give them something to drink.


    To the cliffs.


    Halt.


    Hell of a good start.


    Tuck tail!


    Persian cowards.


    - What the hell are you laughing at?
    - Well, you had to say it.


    - What?
    - "Fight in the shade."


    Recover.


    Today no Spartan dies.


    Easy, son.


    We do what we were trained to do...


    ... what we were bred to do...


    ... what we were born to do.


    No prisoners. No mercy.


    A good start.


    - I was afraid you might not come.
    - I'm sorry, my son is...


    Is doing what children do best.
    Please, don't apologize.


    Your son starts the agoge next year.


    That is always a difficult time
    for a Spartan mother.


    Yes, it will be hard. But also necessary.


    You will speak before the council
    in two days' time.


    My husband does not have two days.


    Think of the two days as a gift.


    It's no secret...


    ...Theron wants what you control.


    It's his voice you must silence.


    Make him your ally...


    ...and you will have your victory.


    Thank you.


    You are wise as you are kind.


    There's your mother.


    You should keep a better eye on him
    if he's to be king one day.


    Be unfortunate if anything
    were to happen to him.


    Or to his beautiful mother.


    No!


    Our Greek comrades are begging
    for a crack at the Persians, sire.


    Good.


    I've got something
    I think they can handle.


    Tell Daxos that I want him...


    ...and 20 of his best eager, sober
    and ready for the next charge.


    King Leonidas.


    - Stelios, catch your breath, boy.
    - Yes, milord.


    The Persians are approaching.


    A small contingent.
    Too small for an attack.


    - Captain, I leave you in charge.
    - But sire...


    Relax, old friend.


    If they assassinate me,
    all of Sparta goes to war.


    Pray they're that stupid.


    Pray...


    ...we're that lucky.


    Besides...


    ...there's no reason we can't be civil...


    ...is there?


    None, sire.


    Let me guess.


    You must be Xerxes.


    Come, Leonidas.


    Let us reason together.


    It would be a regrettable waste...


    ...it would be nothing short of madness
    were you, brave king...


    ...and your valiant troops to perish...


    ...all because of a simple
    misunderstanding.


    - There's much our cultures could share.
    - Haven't you noticed?


    We've been sharing our culture
    with you all morning.


    Yours is a fascinating tribe.


    Even now you are defiant...


    ...in the face of annihilation
    and the presence of a god.


    It isn't wise to stand against me,
    Leonidas.


    Imagine what a horrible fate
    awaits my enemies...


    ...when I would gladly kill
    any of my own men for victory.


    And I would die for any one of mine.


    You Greeks take pride in your logic.
    I suggest you employ it.


    Consider the beautiful land
    you so vigorously defend.


    Picture it reduced to ash at my whim.


    Consider the fate of your women.


    Clearly you don't know our women.


    I might as well have marched them up here,
    judging by what I've seen.


    You have many slaves, Xerxes...


    ...but few warriors.


    It won't be long
    before they fear my spears...


    ...more than your whips.


    It's not the lash they fear...


    ...it is my divine power.


    But I am a generous god.
    I can make you rich beyond all measure.


    I will make you warlord of all Greece.


    You will carry my battle standard
    to the heart of Europa.


    Your Athenian rivals...


    ...will kneel at your feet...


    ...if you will but kneel at mine.


    You are generous...


    ...as you are divine...


    ...O king of kings.


    Such an offer
    only a madman would refuse.


    But the...


    The idea of kneeling, it's...


    You see, slaughtering
    all those men of yours has...


    Well, it's left a nasty cramp in my leg...


    ...so kneeling will be hard for me.


    There will be no glory in your sacrifice.


    I will erase even the memory of Sparta
    from the histories.


    Every piece of Greek parchment
    shall be burned.


    Every Greek historian and every scribe
    shall have their eyes put out...


    ...and their tongues
    cut from their mouths.


    Why, uttering the very name of Sparta
    or Leonidas will be punishable by death.


    The world will never know
    you existed at all.


    The world will know
    that free men stood against a tyrant.


    That few stood against many.


    And before this battle was over...


    ...that even a god-king can bleed.


    You fought well today...


    ...for a woman.


    As did you.


    Maybe if I'm injured,
    you'll be able to keep up with me.


    Perhaps I was so far ahead
    you couldn't see me.


    More likely offering your backside
    to the Thespians.


    Jealousy...


    ...does not become you, my friend.


    Move it, men!


    Pile those Persians high.


    For unless I miss my guess...


    ...we're in for one wild night.


    They have served the dark will
    of Persian kings for 500 years.


    Eyes as dark as night.


    Teeth filed to fangs.


    Soulless.


    The personal guard to King Xerxes himself.
    The Persian warrior elite.


    The deadliest fighting force in all of Asia:


    The Immortals.


    The god-king has betrayed a fatal flaw:


    Hubris.


    Easy to taunt, easy to trick.


    Before wounds and weariness
    have taken their toll...


    ... the mad king
    throws the best he has at us.


    Xerxes has taken the bait.


    Spartans, push!


    Immortals.


    We put their name to the test.


    Father!


    My king!


    Arcadians, now!


    Go! Show the Spartans what we can do.


    Go!


    They shout and curse...


    ... stabbing wildly,
    more brawlers than warriors.


    They make a wondrous mess of things.


    Brave amateurs, they do their part.


    Immortals.


    They fail our king's test.


    And a man who fancies himself a god...


    ... feels a very human chill
    crawl up his spine.


    To our king!


    And our honored dead.


    Whom will Xerxes dare to send next?
    Whom?!


    There's nothing that can stop us now!


    Even the king allows himself
    to hope for more than glory.


    Such mad hope, but there it is:


    "Against Asia's endless hordes,
    against all odds, we can do it.


    We can hold the Hot Gates.


    We can win. "


    Dawn.


    Whips crack. Barbarians howl.


    Those behind cry, "Forward!"


    Those in front cry, "Back!"


    Our eyes bear witness
    to the grotesque spectacle...


    ... coughed forth from the darkest corner
    of Xerxes' empire.


    When muscle failed...


    ... they turned to their magic.


    One hundred nations descend upon us,
    the armies of all Asia.


    Funneled into this narrow corridor,
    their numbers count for nothing.


    They fall by the hundreds.


    We send the severed bodies
    and the fragile hearts back to Xerxes' feet.


    King Xerxes is displeased
    with his generals.


    He disciplines them.


    Xerxes dispatches his monsters
    from half the world away.


    They're clumsy beasts...


    ... and the piled Persian dead are slippery.


    - You still here?
    - Somebody's gotta watch your back.


    Not now, I'm a little busy.


    Regroup!


    Astinos!


    My son!


    Astinos!


    No!


    Day wears on.


    We lose few...


    ... but each felled is a friend,
    or dearest blood.


    And upon seeing the headless body
    of his own young son...


    ... the captain breaks rank.


    He goes wild, blood-drunk.


    The captain's cries of pain
    at the loss of his son...


    ... are more frightening to the enemy
    than the deepest battle drums.


    It takes three men to restrain him
    and bring him back to our own.


    The day is ours.


    No songs are sung.


    Your gods were cruel to shape you so,
    friend Ephialtes.


    The Spartans, too...


    ...were cruel to reject you.


    But I am kind.


    Everything you could ever desire...


    ...every happiness you can imagine...


    ...every pleasure your fellow Greeks
    and your false gods have denied you...


    ...I will grant you.


    For I am kind.


    Embrace me as your king
    and as your god.


    Yes.


    Lead my soldiers to the hidden path
    that enters behind the cursed Spartans...


    ...and your joys will be endless.


    Yes! I want it all.


    Wealth. Women.


    And one more thing...


    ...I want a uniform.


    Done.


    You will find...


    ...I am kind.


    Unlike the cruel Leonidas,
    who demanded that you stand...


    ...I require only...


    ...that you kneel.


    Beautiful night.


    Yes, but I did not ask you here
    for small talk, Theron.


    You can be sure of that.


    You never spared words with me.


    Can I offer you something?
    A drink, perhaps?


    Is it poison?


    I'm sorry to disappoint you,
    it's only water.


    I'm told it's been arranged for you
    to go before the council.


    Yes.


    I need your help in winning votes
    to send the army north to our king.


    Yes.


    I can see it,
    the two of us standing together.


    Me, politician. You, warrior.
    Our voices as one.


    But why would I want to do that?


    It proves you care for a king who right now
    fights for the very water we drink.


    True.


    But this is politics, not war.


    Leonidas is an idealist.


    I know your kind too well. You send men
    to slaughter for your own gain.


    Your husband, our king,
    has taken 300 of our finest to slaughter.


    He's broken our laws
    and left without the council's consent.


    - I'm simply a realist.
    - You're an opportunist.


    You're as foolish as Leonidas if you think
    men don't have a price in this world.


    All men are not created equal.
    That's the Spartan code, my little queen.


    I admire your passion.


    But don't think that you...


    ...a woman, even a queen...


    ...can walk into the council chamber
    and sway the minds of men.


    I own that chamber...


    ...as if it were built with these hands.


    I could crush
    the life out of you right now.


    You will go before the council,
    but your words will fall on deaf ears.


    Leonidas will receive no reinforcements,
    and if he returns, without my help...


    ...he will go to jail or worse.


    Do you love your Sparta?


    Yes.


    - And your king?
    - I do.


    Your husband fights for his land
    and his love.


    What do you have to offer...


    ...in return for my word
    that I'll help you send our army north?


    What does a realist want with his queen?


    I think you know.


    This will not be over quickly.


    You will not enjoy this.


    I'm not your king.


    Dilios.


    I trust that scratch
    hasn't made you useless?


    Hardly, my lord. It's just an eye.


    The gods saw fit to grace me
    with a spare.


    My captain?


    Curses the gods and mourns alone.


    Leonidas!


    We are undone.
    Undone, I tell you. Destroyed.


    Daxos, calm yourself.


    Our hunchback traitor led Xerxes' lmmortals
    to the hidden goat path behind us.


    The Phocians you posted there
    were scattered without a fight.


    - This battle is over, Leonidas.
    - This battle is over when I say it is over.


    By morning, the lmmortals will surround us.
    The Hot Gates will fall.


    Spartans! Prepare for glory!


    Glory? Have you gone mad?


    There is no glory to be had now.


    Only retreat or surrender. Or death.


    Well, that's an easy choice
    for us, Arcadian.


    Spartans never retreat.
    Spartans never surrender.


    Go spread the word.


    Let every Greek assembled
    know the truth of this.


    Let each among them
    search his own soul.


    And while you're at it, search your own.


    My men will leave with me.


    Godspeed, Leonidas.


    Children!


    Children.


    Gather round.


    No retreat, no surrender.


    That is Spartan law.


    And by Spartan law,
    we will stand and fight...


    ...and die.


    A new age has begun.


    An age of freedom.


    And all will know that 300 Spartans...


    ...gave their last breath to defend it.


    My friend.


    I have lived my entire life
    without regret until now.


    It's not that my son
    gave up his life for his country.


    It's just that I never told him
    that I loved him the most.


    That he stood by me with honor.


    That he was all that was best in me.


    My heart is broken for your loss.


    Heart?


    I have filled my heart...


    ...with hate.


    Good.


    Dilios...


    ...let's take a walk.


    Yes, my lord.


    But, sire, I am fit and ready for battle.


    That you are, one of the finest.


    But you have another talent
    unlike any other Spartan.


    You will deliver my final orders
    to the council...


    ...with force and verve.


    Tell them our story.


    Make every Greek know
    what happened here.


    You'll have a grand tale to tell.


    A tale of victory.


    Victory.


    Yes, my lord.


    Sire, any message...?


    For the queen?


    None that need be spoken.


    Hundreds leave.


    A handful stay.


    Only one looks back.


    Spartans!


    Ready your breakfast and eat hearty...


    ...for tonight we dine in hell!


    May I give the floor now...


    ...to the wife of Leonidas
    and queen of Sparta.


    - What's this?
    - This is nothing.


    Councilmen...


    ...I stand before you
    not only as your queen.


    I come to you as a mother.


    I come to you as a wife.


    I come to you as a Spartan woman.


    I come to you with great humility.


    I am not here to represent Leonidas.


    His actions speak louder
    than my words ever could.


    I am here for all those voices
    which cannot be heard.


    Mothers, daughters, fathers, sons.


    Three hundred families
    that bleed for our rights...


    ...and for the very principles
    this room was built upon.


    We are at war, gentlemen.


    We must send the entire Spartan army
    to aid our king...


    ...in the preservation of not just ourselves,
    but of our children.


    Send the army
    for the preservation of liberty.


    Send it for justice.


    Send it for law and order.


    Send it for reason.


    But most importantly,
    send our army for hope.


    Hope that a king and his men have not
    been wasted to the pages of history.


    That their courage bonds us together.


    That we are made stronger
    by their actions...


    ...and that your choices today
    reflect their bravery.


    Three hundred.


    We must send them.


    Moving...


    ...eloquent, passionate.


    But it doesn't change the fact
    that your husband has brought war upon us.


    You are wrong.
    Xerxes brought it forth...


    ...and before that,
    his father Darius at Marathon.


    The Persians will not stop...


    ...until the only shelter we will find
    is rubble and chaos.


    This chamber needs no
    history lesson, my queen.


    Then what is the lesson
    you would like to leave?


    Shall I begin to enumerate all of them?


    Honor. Duty. Glory.


    You speak of honor, duty and glory?


    But what of adultery?


    - How dare you.
    - How dare I?


    Watch her carefully.


    She is a trickster in true form.


    Do not play with the members
    of this sacred chamber, my queen.


    Just hours ago,
    you offered yourself to me.


    Were I a weaker man,
    I would have her scent on me still.


    - This is outrage.
    - Oh, the hypocrite speaks!


    Did you not receive a similar payment,
    which you took...


    ...in exchange for her having an audience
    with these noble men?


    - That is a lie.
    - Is it?


    Was he not, by your invitation,
    asked to come to the king's bedchamber?


    The very bed where you attempted
    to negotiate with me so vigorously?


    You look shocked.
    A bribe of the flesh, gentlemen...


    ...while her husband
    promotes anarchy and war.


    He speaks truth.


    Words escape
    even the most cunning tongue...


    ...my little whore queen.


    What queen-like behavior.


    Remove her from this chamber
    before she infects us further...


    ...with her inglorious and shabby self.


    This will not be over quickly.


    You will not enjoy this.
    I am not your queen.


    Traitor.


    Traitor! Traitor! Traitor!


    Traitor!


    Leonidas, my compliments
    and congratulations.


    You surely have turned calamity
    into victory.


    Despite your insufferable arrogance...


    ...the god-king has come
    to admire Spartan valor and fighting skill.


    You will make a mighty ally.


    Yield, Leonidas.


    Use your reason. Think of your men.


    I beg you.


    Listen to your fellow Greek.


    He can attest
    to the divine one's generosity.


    Despite your several insults,
    despite your horrid blasphemies...


    ...the lord of hosts
    is prepared to forgive all...


    ...and more, to reward your service.


    You fight for your lands.


    Keep them.


    You fight for Sparta.


    She will be wealthier and more powerful
    than ever before.


    You fight for your kingship.


    You will be proclaimed warlord
    of all Greece...


    ...answerable only
    to the one true master of the world.


    Leonidas, your victory will be complete...


    ...if you but lay down your arms...


    ...and kneel to holy Xerxes.


    It's been more than 30 years
    since the wolf in the winter cold.


    And now, as then,
    it's not fear that grips him...


    ... only restlessness.
    A heightened sense of things.


    The seaborne breeze coolly kissing
    the sweat at his chest and neck.


    Gulls cawing...


    ... complaining even as they feast
    on the thousands of floating dead.


    The steady breathing
    of the 300 at his back...


    ... ready to die for him
    without a moment's pause.


    Every one of them...


    ... ready to die.


    His helmet is stifling.


    His shield is heavy.


    Your spear.


    You there...


    ...Ephialtes.


    May you live forever.


    Leonidas, your spear.


    Stelios!


    Slaughter them!


    His helmet was stifling.


    It narrowed his vision,
    and he must see far.


    His shield was heavy.
    It threw him off balance...


    ... and his target is far away.


    The old ones say we Spartans
    are descended from Hercules himself.


    Bold Leonidas gives testament
    to our bloodline.


    His roar is long and loud.


    My king.


    It's an honor to die at your side.


    It's an honor to have lived at yours.


    My queen!


    My wife.


    My love.


    "Remember us."


    As simple an order as a king can give.


    "Remember why we died."


    For he did not wish tribute or song...


    ...nor monuments,
    nor poems of war and valor.


    His wish was simple.


    "Remember us"...


    ...he said to me.


    That was his hope.


    Should any free soul
    come across that place...


    ... in all the countless
    centuries yet to be...


    ... may all our voices...


    ... whisper to you
    from the ageless stones.


    Go tell the Spartans, passerby...


    ... that here, by Spartan law, we lie.


    And so my king died...


    ... and my brothers died...


    ...barely a year ago.


    Long I pondered my king's
    cryptic talk of victory.


    Time has proven him wise.


    For from free Greek to free Greek...


    ...the word was spread
    that bold Leonidas and his 300...


    ...so far from home...


    ...laid down their lives
    not just for Sparta...


    ...but for all Greece
    and the promise this country holds.


    Now, here on this rugged patch of earth
    called Plataea...


    ...Xerxes' hordes face obliteration!


    Just there the barbarians huddle...


    ...sheer terror gripping tight their hearts...


    ...with icy fingers...


    ...knowing full well
    what merciless horrors they suffered...


    ...at the swords and spears of 300.


    Yet they stare now across the plain
    at 10,000 Spartans...


    ...commanding 30,000 free Greeks!


    The enemy outnumber us
    a paltry three to one.


    Good odds for any Greek.


    This day, we rescue a world
    from mysticism and tyranny...


    ...and usher in a future
    brighter than anything we can imagine.


    Give thanks, men...


    ...to Leonidas and the brave 300.


    To victory!


    Special thanks to SergeiK.
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    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4879)
    **I am above the fools. I wish for death. To embody it and for it to embody me. To reach the deepest depths, see what lays therein. And come out anew. Thus I make Mantichora pass judgment upon Frog.**

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    Quote Originally Posted by Shad (#4965)
    That was only a 20% serious thought.

    Sadly that was a 20% serious thought.
    LMAO

    20% kinda high

    but at the same time it's $%#!ing manti

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    Day 3 ends at 9:00 PM EDT on Wednesday, April 4th, 2018. There are 1522890060000 remaining.

    Requested by Empoof at 0 days, 2 hours, 8 minutes, 45 seconds remaining.

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    I'm just gonna popcorn through the frog one and see what happens

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    tell me what this whole judgement thing is about dudesickle

    youre asking me to do things but youre not really explaining why or what this stuff does

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    Momo's going to pop in any minute with the game solve.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Frog (#4971)
    @Spartan057

    tell me what this whole judgement thing is about dudesickle

    youre asking me to do things but youre not really explaining why or what this stuff does
    fwiw he hasn't told me what happens in neighbor chat

    don't think he'll be able to in the thread

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    We should have a lot of ITAs left

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    Quote Originally Posted by Frog (#4971)
    @Spartan057

    tell me what this whole judgement thing is about dudesickle

    youre asking me to do things but youre not really explaining why or what this stuff does
    >he already knows hes lost

    (^:,`

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    Quote Originally Posted by Shad (#4972)
    Momo's going to pop in any minute with the game solve.
    I'm ready

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    @momo

    perhaps all this time he had email notifications for pings but not pms and this was all he needed us to do

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    Considering there were four deaths last night I don't know if it's optimal to just start cleaning house because we're never surviving N3 or ???

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    I have absolutely no $%#!ing idea what the consequence of Spartan's schtick here is going to be.

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    yeah like i think spartan is hilarious but theres no way im playing along without an explanation of the rules or process when it sounds like someone i wolf read is suing me in this judgement lol

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    Out beyond ideas of wrong doing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there

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    Quote Originally Posted by beruru (#2938)
    Quote Originally Posted by SmartBomb (#2929)
    you know I think we should tie the trump and wiggles wagons

    for science
    ##Vote wiggles1993

    SCIENCE!
    Quote Originally Posted by beruru (#2998)
    Quote Originally Posted by Shad (#2984)
    Quote Originally Posted by SmartBomb (#2979)
    NO ONE ELSE MOVE VOTES
    whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
    we're tying the wagons

    for science
    Quote Originally Posted by beruru (#3016)
    TIE THE WAGONS

    LET US DO GLORIOUS SCIENCE
    Quote Originally Posted by beruru (#3033)
    Quote Originally Posted by SmartBomb (#3023)
    $%#! ur right

    WE NEED 9-8 WAGONS ON DONALD WIGGLES BECAUSE GG DIED
    yo

    the shot might be an attempt at lynching wiggles

    ?
    she doesn't seem to think wiggles is a wolf. i think these posts are wolfy and she overemphasises the 'science' thing.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Frog (#4980)
    yeah like i think spartan is hilarious but theres no way im playing along without an explanation of the rules or process when it sounds like someone i wolf read is suing me in this judgement lol
    you don't trust the ability of the very concept of justice itself to defend the lives of the honest?

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    Quote Originally Posted by beruru (#3033)
    Quote Originally Posted by SmartBomb (#3023)
    $#@! ur right

    WE NEED 9-8 WAGONS ON DONALD WIGGLES BECAUSE GG DIED
    yo

    the shot might be an attempt at lynching wiggles

    ?
    eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee this was a bad post

    like who the $%#! thinks "oh maybe scum used their dayvig on Gnome to confuse us over lingering votes to get wiggles mislynched"

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    Especially given the options wolfy (245), bearsquared (154), Panther (164), Donald J. Trump (6), Tsaiah (21), Garden Gnome (56), SmartBomb (181), Arapocalypse (132), Apoc (164)

    scum want to $%#! with the numbers so they shoot Gnome here wut

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    i mean in my mind there was always the caveat that she has been dumbtelling like crazy and i always wolf read her. but oh well lets see what happens

    hopefully if the wolves (2 or 3?) are all in frog/beruru/momo they will all be dead by today anyway

    theres always empoof if its not them but meh

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    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4987)
    i mean in my mind there was always the caveat that she has been dumbtelling like crazy and i always wolf read her. but oh well lets see what happens

    hopefully if the wolves (2 or 3?) are all in frog/beruru/momo they will all be dead by today anyway

    theres always empoof if its not them but meh
    Yeah that's my hope as well

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    not gonna lie I'm feeling really in limbo until I see the result of what Spartan just did

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    Quote Originally Posted by Empoof (#4986)
    beruru
    Miss!

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    Quote Originally Posted by Shad (#4989)
    not gonna lie I'm feeling really in limbo until I see the result of what Spartan just did
    I'm waiting for Frog to grow some balls and post his defense

    part of me wants to use the judgement on myself (like >50% part of me) but another part wants to potentially use it on like momo or something if it's KP

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    like i can't tell if it would be anti or pro wincon to judge myself

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    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4964)
    Quote Originally Posted by Spartan057 (#4947)
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#1931)
    Quote Originally Posted by Spartan057 (#1906)
    Right guys sorry for being away. Some people have the right idea. Let out all your deepest desires and darkest secrets in bold purple. Or just a little funny comment every now and then. Raise up others and lower yourself
    I wish I had ambition. It's not enough to just try to do something for the hell of it and hope you come out on the other side happier and better off.
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#2349)
    Quote Originally Posted by Spartan057 (#2312)
    And you? When will you begin that long journey into yourself?
    Not planning on it. I already did when I was 14, and I had panic attacks constantly for the next week especially at night.
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4046)
    Quote Originally Posted by Spartan057 (#4032)
    The wound is the place the light enters you

    t om
    Who are your other wolf reads? It should be possible to express that with a post restriction.
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4185)
    Quote Originally Posted by bearsquared (#4181)
    I'm starting to think Spartan is 3p, but he feels like of true neutral?
    He wanted us to talk in this colour. I can't think of a way in which this behavior would make sense as a role.
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4278)
    Quote Originally Posted by Mantichora (#8)
    Win Conditions:

    Town: Eliminate all anti-town players.
    Mafia: Obtain parity.

    Wolf:Obtain parity.
    Third Party: idk read the rules lol
    Spartan uses the exact same purple color from this post :thinking:
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4285)
    Quote Originally Posted by bearsquared (#4277)
    Are you able to communicate with us using something other than quotes of poets and theologians?
    Maybe we have to reply back at him with quotes.
    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4329)
    Quote Originally Posted by Spartan057 (#4320)
    !!!

    Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes around in another form.
    Become the sky. Take an axe to the prison wall. Escape.


    Met.

    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4879)
    **I am above the fools. I wish for death. To embody it and for it to embody me. To reach the deepest depths, see what lays therein. And come out anew. Thus I make Mantichora pass judgment upon Frog.**
    Met.

    You may call a judgement.

    You are required to present one piece of evidence for your accusation. (Only one post from you or the defendant that best portrays your reasoning for calling a judgement. If accepted, judgement is cast upon frog)


    @Frog

    [You have been called in for trial by Annulus. As a defendant you may respond to the accusation in the above form or admit being guilty.]




    I present this post:

    Quote Originally Posted by annulus (#4626)
    pregame:
    frog: woah cool role lordquas i have a plan on how to use it can we swap?
    lordquas: ya sure im just going to $#@!post anyway

    and then he used a factional (or from another wolf) ability to make it look like garden gnome was his role.

    we know for a fact that garden gnomes flip was tampered with because her 'role' was compulsive and she didn't act on d2.

    the plan was that frog would be confirmed village by the removal of his 'post restriction' which coincided with garden gnomes flip. however he just faked the post restriction to begin with.
    Accepted.

    Pending Frog's reply within 1 hour of the evidence being submitted.(sorry for being late)

    @Frog In bold purple, reply with 'I stand guilty' to immediately end the trial or choose to defend appropriately as stated before in bold purple and present a post in defence. No reply within time limit is deemed guilty. Guilty is death.

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    I can resolve beru right now but I'm a pussy

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    lettuce do it

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    guilty is death

    okay

    Imma judge momo then

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    Quote Originally Posted by Empoof (#4997)
    guilty is death

    okay

    Imma judge momo then
    if beruru shot hits

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    It should

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    Quote Originally Posted by Shad (#4996)
    beruru
    This shot bends time and space to land it's mark! Hit!

    @beruru please send me a number from 1-36 to open a box.

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