>> ARTHUR: Wake up, Evan.
>> EVAN: I'm not answering lore questions in the middle of the night, Arthur.
>> ARTHUR: Oh, you'll answer all my questions tonight.
Now turn over. Slowly.
I want to see your face.
>> EVAN: What.
>> ARTHUR: I said turn over!
>> EVAN: Oh. This is gonna be good.
>> ARTHUR: How 'bout a little bedtime reading, huh?
Astra: dies shielding the Eleventh Eye from a demigod.
Corillia: Sacrifices her life casting a spell that returns the Eleventh Eye to full power.
Noctus: surrenders to the Legion to allow the others to escape.
You've planned our deaths!
>> EVAN: Where'd you get the envelope, Arthur?
>> ARTHUR: You railroaded the plot to kill us!
No save versus death, no chance of escape, so let it be written, so let it be done!
>> ARTHUR: Listen! I'm the Storyteller now, all right?
You've been screwing Noctus over at every turn.
Treasure I get is cursed.
Doors have traps that I can't find.
I get mindslaved! I get chased down!
>> EVAN: So you decided to cheat.
>> ARTHUR: No. I decided to level the playing field.
>> ARTHUR: A second Exiler. Always prepared.
>> EVAN: What happened to Noctus wasn't chance. All PCs have to suffer!
>> ARTHUR: Then why was I the only one to get dumped on?
>> EVAN: You weren't!
>> ARTHUR: The GM chose me!
>> EVAN: Because you were the best of them.
Because I wanted to prove that Noctus could prevail.
>> ARTHUR: You were wrong.
>> ARTHUR: You pushed me.
All right? You pushed me.
Did you think I wasn't going to fight back?
Did you think I wasn't going to try to make it fair?
>> EVAN: The game was never fair.
>> ARTHUR: You admit it!
>> EVAN: Of course I do.
The game was never supposed to be fair!
>> ARTHUR: When were you gonna tell me?
>> EVAN: Don't you get it?
No game I run is ever fair.
>> ARTHUR: You bastard.
>> ARTHUR: We trusted you, Evan.
We trusted that you would play by the same rules that we do.
>> EVAN: Oh. Going into the GM's binder is playing by the rules, now?
>> ARTHUR: We trusted the GM would be fair!
But now that trust is gone.
You betrayed us, Evan. You betrayed me.
>> EVAN: Oh, you fuck.
I sink hours upon hours into this LARP and all my players do is bitch.
How did I betray you?
>> ARTHUR: You know, Evan, you might create the world.
You might make the rules.
But I decide what Noctus does.
I can control him.
And now you're trying to kill him!
>> ARTHUR: You can't kill Noctus if I Exile your first.
No. No!
>> EVAN: My players complain about every little thing they think is unfair,
but everything I do is for the good of the game.
>> ARTHUR: If you think that, you're nuts.
>> EVAN: Shut up a minute, you ungrateful dick.
The reason the game is unfair is because it's weighted in the player's favour.
As the GM, I always lose.
>> ARTHUR: What? You make the rules.
>> EVAN: How do you think you get the best stories?
You put the players up against the wall.
You make the PCs suffer.
And you push them beyond limits they never thought they had.
And then, just when everything's darkest,
just when they think that success is impossible. . .
They beat the bad guys.
They save the world.
The good guys win.
And I always lose.
>> ARTHUR: No, you don't!
We don't always win!
You've killed PCs before.
Griff, Xavia . . .
>> EVAN: When there's no chance of failure, there's no excitement!
>> ARTHUR: When you plan our deaths there's no chance of success!
>> EVAN: You weren't going to die!
>> ARTHUR: What about the envelope?
>> EVAN: Maybe a player wants to try a new character.
Or maybe a player can't play in the game any more.
When a player chooses to end their character's story, I have a solution.
>> ARTHUR: So they were contigency plans.
>> EVAN: Players who look in the GM's binder are cheaters.
And cheaters must pay the price.
>> ARTHUR: No.
No, listen.
Anything but Noctus, okay? Don't kill Noctus.
Shooting me won't change the fact that I cheated.
>> EVAN: You're right.
It won't.
>> ARTHUR: No!
No! I can't be Exiled!
>> EVAN: It's just a dart gun, Arthur. Fuck.
>> ARTHUR: Wait, so I can—I can still play? Noctus lives?
>> EVAN: I'll have to change some plot points around, but, yeah.
Yeah, you can keep playing.
>> ARTHUR: Thank you!
Thank you. I'm so sorry.
>> EVAN: Noctus is going to have to pay the price eventually.
Go to bed.
>> ARTHUR: Okay.
G'night.
>> EVAN: Hi.
Yeah—yeah, I know it's late.
Listen. Arthur was cheating.
I'm gonna need the King.