Gamplay of Poker

Minggu, 04 Agustus 2013
Posted by Unknown
In casual play, the right to deal a hand typically rotates among the players and is marked by a token called a dealer button (or buck). In a casino, a house dealer handles the cards for each hand, but the button (typically a white plastic disk) is rotated clockwise among the players to indicate a nominal dealer to determine the order of betting. The cards are dealt clockwise around the poker table, one at a time.
One or more players are usually required to make forced bets, usually either an ante or a blind bet (sometimes both). The dealer shuffles the cards, the player on the chair to their right cuts, and the dealer deals the appropriate number of cards to the players one at a time, beginning with the player to their left. Cards may be dealt either face-up or face-down, depending on the variant of poker being played. After the initial deal, the first of what may be several betting rounds begins. Between rounds, the players' hands develop in some way, often by being dealt additional cards or replacing cards previously dealt. At the end of each round, all bets are gathered into the central pot.
At any time during a betting round, if one player bets and no opponents choose to call (match) the bet and all opponents instead fold, the hand ends immediately, the bettor is awarded the pot, no cards are required to be shown, and the next hand begins. This is what makes bluffing possible. Bluffing is a primary feature of poker, one that distinguishes it from other vying games and from other games that make use of poker hand rankings.
At the end of the last betting round, if more than one player remains, there is a showdown, in which the players reveal their previously hidden cards and evaluate their hands. The player with the best hand according to the poker variant being played wins the pot. A poker hand comprises five cards; in variants where a player has more than five cards, the best five cards play.

Poker

Posted by Unknown
Poker is a family of card games involving betting and individual play, whereby the winner is determined by the ranks and combinations of their cards, some of which remain hidden until the end of the game. Poker games vary in the number of cards dealt, the number of shared or "community" cards and the number of cards that remain hidden. The betting procedures vary among different poker games in such ways as betting limits and splitting the pot between a high hand and a low hand.
In most modern poker games, the first round of betting begins with one of the players making some form of a forced bet (the blind and/or ante). In standard poker, each player is betting that the hand he or she has will be the highest ranked. The action then proceeds clockwise around the table and each player in turn must either match the maximum previous bet or fold, losing the amount bet so far and all further interest in the hand. A player who matches a bet may also "raise," or increase the bet. The betting round ends when all players have either matched the last bet or folded. If all but one player fold on any round, then the remaining player collects the pot and may choose to show or conceal their hand. If more than one player remains in contention after the final betting round, the hands are revealed and the player with the winning hand takes the pot. With the exception of initial forced bets, money is only placed into the pot voluntarily by a player who, at least in theory, rationally believes the bet has positive expected value. Thus, while the outcome of any particular hand significantly involves chance, the long-run expectations of the players are determined by their actions chosen on the basis of probability, psychology and game theory.
Poker has gained in popularity since the beginning of the twentieth century, and has gone from being primarily a recreational activity confined to small groups of mostly male enthusiasts, to a widely popular spectator activity with international audiences and multi-million dollar tournament prizes.

Trick of Kaito Kid

Sabtu, 03 Agustus 2013
Posted by Unknown

The "maid" looked at the bespectacled boy, a familiar grin spreading across "her" face as "she" spoke, "Who else could crack such a complicated vault in so short a time…" a sudden flash of white quickly followed by a small eruption of smoke revealed the true form of the Magician Under the Moon, "it couldn't be anyone but me, the famous Kaito Kid!"
Conan looked at the thief's flaunting with a deadpanned look, although the effect was somewhat lessened by the large dog (at least by Conan standards) that had yet to vacate its position on top of him. He was silent for a few moments longer before releasing a small sigh and shrugging, "Yeah yeah," he smiled a somewhat lopsided smile, "since you only came to help out like Jirokichi-san asked, I suppose I'll let you go this time."
"Well, thank you very much, Tantei-kun," Kid smiled with a slight bow although his tone of voice clearly conveyed the message that the end result would have been same even if the shrunken detective had chosen to try and catch him.
Conan's eyebrow twitched slightly in response, but he chose to ignore the unspoken taunt in favor of pointing out something he had just noticed. "Ne, Kid, doesn't this scene seem a bit familiar?"
Kid glanced down at the detective who now wore a small grin. He tilted his head for a moment before realizing what the boy was talking about, "Ah, you mean the fact that you are letting me escape unchallenged after a run-in with a Kichiemon related object, correct?"
"Ah," Conan nodded.
"I admit it does have its similarities," Kid's grin widened, "though I must admit the lack of water is a definite improvement."
Conan emitted a short, snort-like laughter as he nodded in agreement.
"But you know," Kid put his index finger to his chin before raising both arms up in an exaggerated shrug, "as far as Kuchiemon goes…"
"Ah," Conan frowned as he glanced behind him at the door's numerous arrow-induced puncture wounds and then at crushed and shattered remains of what had been the room's newest pressure plate (the reason for said newness was now apparent, and Conan wondered just how many times that particular plate had been replaced, especially given the number of holes in the door) before looking back at the white-clad thief. "If I ever come across something related to Samizu Kichiemon again, I believe I'll make it a point to turn around and walk the other direction."
"Sadly, I'm afraid I have to agree," Kaito Kid sighed loudly, a disappointed look on his face. "While I have a great deal of respect for the man, being somewhat fond of tricks and the like myself," Kid happily ignored the deadpanned look he received at this, "I must admit I would rather appreciate his ingenuity at a distance from now on, thank you very much."
A couple moments of silence followed before the two simultaneously burst into laughter. Both knew, in the back of their minds, that they would look back with disapproval at the way they behaved around their rival, but for now the two allowed themselves to be swept up by the feeling of released tension that had spread through the room.
"Well, I think it's about time to get going," Kaito stretched lazily after the laughter had died down. Going over to one of the room's doors, he opened it and held it open for the two other occupants. Lupin quickly made his way out, but Conan looked at Kid, then to the door he was holding open before turning back to look at Kid suspiciously. Seeing the look, Kid sighed loudly and rolled his eyes. Detectives. "Please, Tantei-kun, must you be suspicious of everything I do? Temporary though it may be, we have called a truce, and as a gentleman I never go back on my word. It's also as a gentleman than I've chosen to hold the door open for my companion, so will you please stop giving me The Look already?" Kid grinned slightly as he glanced at the safe, "besides, I'd have thought you'd be happy to put some distance between that thing and yourself."
Conan blinked at his words before glancing over his shoulder at the safe, the door of which had been reclosed and a new piece of paper stuck to the front with a doodle of Kaito Kid holding up a "V" sign with his tongue stuck out. Conan could already imagine Nakamori-keibu's ranting as he grabbed the sheet and tore the sheet to pieces. Conan suspected he would do so while happily imagining it to be the real thing. Especially after the man had read the accompanying note he'd seen Kid tape to the front of the door. Conan reread the note as he made his way out of the room.
Having succeeded in opening the unopenable,
my performance has come to an end.
I hope you enjoyed the show.
Thank you and good night.
Kaito Kid
Kid waited until Conan's back was to him before allowing his smile to grow into what he'd heard some of the task force members call "Kaito Kid's it's-time-to-create-some-pandemonium-for-my-own-amusement smile" which, the thief had to admit, fit quite well. Reaching into one of his (many) hidden pockets, he pulled out the remote control for the vault room's security cage and gleefully hit the "on" button. After reading the note on the door, Nakamori-keibu would fling the door open in disbelief and rage. Seeing his newestmasterpiece, Kid had no doubt that Nakamori-keibu would be unable to resist the urge to tear it up, and would forget all about the security.
Kaito quickly slipped the remote into a pocket and returned his smile to normal when Conan turned to glance back at him, still a hint of suspicion in his eyes. Kaito smiled back at him innocently. He'd spoken honestly when he'd said that he wouldn't break their temporary truce. But said truce was only between himself and the detective currently walking in front of him. Nakamori-keibu had nothing to do with it.
As Conan rounded a corner, Kid easily slipped the remote control into an empty vase that had been conveniently placed by a certain maid. The task force would definitely find it. Eventually.
Finished with his task, Kaito decided to dash ahead and turned into the room he knew held the door to the veranda. Moving out into the night air, Kaito easily made his way to the roof. In the distance he could hear the sound of police sirens. "Looks like they've already realized the old guy's the real thing and are on their way back."
"But wasn't this a little risky. It could've been a trap by Jirokichi-san to catch you," Conan said as he walked onto the veranada and looked up at the phantom thief, eyes half-lidded.
"Yeah, I considered that too at first," Kaito smiled down at his miniaturized rival. "But after coming here secretly to check it out and learning the reason behind it, I decided to help. After all, I am a big fan of the 'gentleman thief.' Seeing Lupin shut up in such a dark cage, how could I not help?"
With one last look at the boy, Kaito Kid took a graceful dive off the roof before activating his hang glider and flying away. Overall, it had been a good night. His only regret was that he wouldn't be able to see Nakamori-keibu's face when he realized that Kaito Kid had been the one to place him in a cage.

A/N: for anyone who doesn't know, "the gentleman thief" that Kaito mentions refers specifically to Lupin. When I watched the anime I thought he'd been referring to the concept of a gentleman thief, but the manga clarified that he was talking about Lupin in particular. Just thought I'd mention it *shrugs*
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Kaito is such a fun character to write! (plus he's hot XD) Anyway, please let me know what you think!