Poker Night

bcash@bnr.ca (Brian Cash)

Order:         Is each here?  Does each have his opposite? 
Chaos:         I am here, but my opposite is you. 
Order:         Huh? 
Evil:          Don't let him bug ya'.  We're here. 
Truth:         My opposite is not here. 
Good:          Is your opposite "Lies"? 
Truth:         My opposite is "Void".  He couldn't make it. 
Evil:          [snicker] Figures! 
Order:         Agh!  How are we going to seat five!  This table is made for six! 
Evil:          Just take out his chair and move over.  Sheesh! 
Good:          I have the cards. 
Evil:          I've got the chips. 
Truth:         I have the beer. 
Chaos:         I have the cards! 
Order:         Shut up.  

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Order:         Whose deal is it? 
Evil:          Do ya' gotta ask that EVERY time? 
Truth:         It is Good's deal. 
Good:          OK, five card draw...uh, everything is wild. 
Evil:          How can anyone win if everything is wild? 
Good:          No ONE can win, but we all can call ourselves winners if... 
Order:         I like this game. 
Evil:          This is pointless. 
Truth:         It is time to deal. 
Good:          Here we go! Your bet, Truth. 
Truth:         Five. 
Order:         Five and raise you five. 
Evil:          Don't you morons get it?  It doesn't matter how much you bet! 
Order:         I like ten better. 
Evil:          [sigh]  Call. 
Chaos:         I fold. 
Evil:          YOU CAN'T LOSE! 
Chaos:         I still fold. 
Good:          OK, I'll call.  How many, Truth? 
Evil:          What's the point in taking more cards? 
Truth:         I will keep the cards I have. 
Order:         I will take two. 
Evil:          Why?!? 
Order:         I didn't like those. 
Evil:          None for me. 
Chaos:         I'll take six. 
Good:          Sorry, you folded.  Dealer keeps his.  Bets? 
Evil:          Oh, just get this over with. 
Order:         But now we have to bet! 
Evil:          Any money you put in, you're just gonna get back! 
Truth:         I am in agreement with Evil. Let us show our cards. 
Truth:         I have five aces. 
Order:         I have five ace of spades. 
Chaos:         I have a three. 
Good:          Please be quiet.  I also have five aces.  We all win. 
Evil:          Hold it, bub.  Six aces, read'em and weep. 
Good:          Where did you get that card? 
Truth:         He stole it from Chaos. 
Evil:          You know the rules, boys.  The pot's mine. 
Good:          That was a stupid game.  
Order:         Whose deal is it? 
Truth:         The dealer progression is opposite the deal.  Chaos deals. 
Chaos:         Whee! 
all but Chaos: [groan] 
Chaos:         Eleven card stud-hold'em with threes, eights, jacks, and
               kings wild...fives count as fours, fours count as nines,
               and queens don't count unless there is a prime numbered
               spade showing... 
Order:         I fold... 

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