You have just entered room "clickmedamnyou."
Will Rennar: (Hey all. *has a seat in the audience*)
J4deninj44: "No boy, no cry" by Stance Punks. I recommend this high energy J-pop song to anyone.
Lithaladhwen: Wow. Look at the people!
Lithaladhwen: That was totally worth the run!
J4deninj44: Indeedily.
T3chn0Namagomi: :D! I like J-pop!
J4deninj44: Check it out you!
MajorGeneralTso: ...I will keep my opinions on that song to myself. <.<...
J4deninj44: You do that.
T3chn0Namagomi: :-( I wish it wasn't my brother's computer that I'm using for the time being
J4deninj44: Where's yours?
T3chn0Namagomi: My old one? Disconnected for the time being. My new one? Under construction
Lithaladhwen: Anyway.
Lithaladhwen: I don't know if I'll be RPing just yet, as I have a paper I should work on, and I don't know what other people in the apartment have planned, but Miss Amanda requested a recruitment run and so I oblige because RP is always good.
PapatymisonN: Let me guess... it expounds on the direct link between having a significant other and tears caused by heartbreak and disappointment?
J4deninj44: Uh, no.
J4deninj44: It's appears more to be about youthfulness.
Will Rennar: I know for a fact I won't be RPing, due to lack of desire to and a few new PS2 games (DMC 3 Special Addition and Atelier Iris 2, namely.)
MajorGeneralTso: ...The Springtime of Youth...fulness?
J4deninj44: Gah!...
J4deninj44: I don't want that to be so appropriate.
PapatymisonN: See, this is why your PS2 should be set up right next to you.
T3chn0Namagomi: Uh, dude? You talk as if there's a way to play DMC3 WHILE RPing.
T3chn0Namagomi: MAYBE if you're on the easiest SE difficulty.
J4deninj44: "Ichirin no Hana" by High and Mighty Color. A darker song with a rock influcence but also nice for headbanging, if one is so inclined.
Will Rennar: Doug assumes DMC3 is the one in the PS2 right now.
PapatymisonN: I play God Of War when RPing.
MajorGeneralTso: I could potentially RP as I consider Philsys on the side.
MajorGeneralTso: Ichirin No Hana is nice...
T3chn0Namagomi: Or DMC3:SE
PapatymisonN: Then, I use a little technique called PAUSING IT.
J4deninj44: I just had a nice CI overlay plot in my mind that I'd be interested in seeing
T3chn0Namagomi: Eh. Pausing disrupts my flow.
J4deninj44: Doug's flow of destruction.
MajorGeneralTso: Bouken Desho, Desho...
PapatymisonN: That just means your flow SUCKS.
J4deninj44: BRB
J4deninj44: I'm summoned. <.<;;
T3chn0Namagomi: Uh, no.
T3chn0Namagomi: Still wish I could get into that trancelike state that I did a few times while playing GGXX
PapatymisonN: Your flow needs a groove.
Will Rennar: Your mom nee*MANTICORE'D*
PapatymisonN: Now that's my kind of mantico*MANTICORE'D!*
Will Rennar: *respawns* Now you see why I warned you about wearing my shirts, Cha.
PapatymisonN: *is reborn from his mama* That was YOUR SHIRT? That explains the rash...
Syra Zemyla: Hmm. I don't know who to play.
PapatymisonN: Well, do we know what gen we're doing?
MajorGeneralTso: *Fades into the background*
PapatymisonN: *fires sniper rounds into the background*
PapatymisonN: ... I'm sure I got him.
MajorGeneralTso: *The background is vast and filled with darkness good for lurking!*
T3chn0Namagomi: There wasn't a "thump", Cha. You didn't hit him
PapatymisonN: ... hmm.
PapatymisonN: Tai, can you see in the dark?
Will Rennar: *whips out a Drunk Missile launcher, unloads it into the background*
MajorGeneralTso: *EXPLOSION. Dismembered Cute Forest Animals of all kind rain down on the chat*
PapatymisonN: *gets a garbage bag, collects dinner*
MajorGeneralTso: ....Yum.
Will Rennar: ....Whoops.
PapatymisonN: *fires a Hung Over missle into the background*
MajorGeneralTso: *EXPLOSIONS. Creeeeeeeek...SLAM! There lies an oak tree in the middle of the chat* ...
Lithaladhwen: Is anyone there to hear it fall?
Lithaladhwen: Any RPers?
T3chn0Namagomi: Possible, pending on generation
Lithaladhwen: Amanda requested first.
T3chn0Namagomi: I'm in
PapatymisonN: Me too, of course.
Syra Zemyla: I'm in.
J4deninj44: Any how!
MajorGeneralTso: ...Moo.
J4deninj44: I'm back and eager to...uh...semi-gm...
PapatymisonN: Let's do it.
J4deninj44: <Setting: Doma City, Doma. Today is a good day for a Flower Festival! And the city is all did up thusly with booths for displaying flowers, roses, bonsai, water flowers, etc.>
PapatymisonN: (Flowers, eh? Hmmm... )
J4deninj44: <The main setting will be town square, so from where ever our travelers come, surely they'll somehow find themselves there eventually*
J4deninj44: >
PapatymisonN: *a man with about 4 flowers in a lapel walks the streets, a grin on his face, for this is his FAVOURITE time of year!*
J4deninj44: <So, I, Honorary GM of this overlay CI plot, welcome all and many to engage in this RP! From this point, please, engage!>
T3chn0Namagomi: (I'll be slow, as I'm trying to multitask PS stuff)
J4deninj44: *Plenty of butterflies and hummingbirds around! Look there goes a King Charles Monarch!*
PapatymisonN: *his black hair shines in the light, and his red eyes seem... human today!*
Lithaladhwen: (Is this who I think it is?)
PapatymisonN: *for today, Goren Felson, zombie, HAS HIS SMELL MASKED BY ALL THE FOLIAGE! Yippee!*
Lithaladhwen: (....)
T3chn0Namagomi: <Adrienne Quinze>
T3chn0Namagomi: *Meanwhile, a 17-year-old girl, about 5'5 tall with short-cut blonde hair, currently wearing, well, black pants and a normal shirt, walks onto this scene*
PapatymisonN: *approaches Busty McSpellcaster* Hello, my dear! *HANDKISS!*
PapatymisonN: And how are you this FINE day? ^_^
T3chn0Namagomi: ...And WHAT exactly are you doing? *backhand slap!* -V-# I didn't say you could touch me!
PapatymisonN: o.o# ^_^# Oh forgive me. I just... it's just such a wonderful DAY today...
Syra Zemyla: (I have decided on a character.)
T3chn0Namagomi: And this gives you the urge to run up to girls and touch them, huh? Makes no fucking sense.
J4deninj44: *Occasionally a breeze will scatter petals like a scented rain to cobbled streets. Aaaah, it looks like Flower Fest is also a day for lovers!*
Syra Zemyla: <Choba!>
PapatymisonN: (Is that a sports drink?)
PapatymisonN: Really, I DO apologize. But... look! It's the FLOWER Festival! Doesn't it just make you HAPPY?
Syra Zemyla: *A small moogle is nearby, looking like she's not having as much fun as she'd hoped.*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Uh...why would I be happy about flowers? *confused look*
PapatymisonN: They're ... they're BEAUTIFUL, of course. And their SCENT, ohhhhhh their scent... *sniffs his lapel flowers DEEPLY* So refreshing. ^_^
Syra Zemyla: *She has some pink flowers entwined around her antenna-bob, but is otherwise unremarkable in appearance.*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Uh, I'll seriously have to disagree with you there.
PapatymisonN: ... I don't understand. How can you NOT feel they're WONDERFUL?
T3chn0Namagomi: Because they drive people to touch me for no reason at all, it seems.
PapatymisonN: I'm an exception, not the rule, TRUST me.
T3chn0Namagomi: Aside from that, I just don't obsess over flowers.
Syra Zemyla: Actually, I think it's a plot by florists to boost their sales.
PapatymisonN: o.o Hold your tongue!
T3chn0Namagomi: ...I think it's right.
J4deninj44: *some to be suffering from allergies! Achoo! Good thing there's as many allergy and cold cures as there are flowers. Aaaaah, capitalism!*
PapatymisonN: ... *sigh* Then I feel SORRY for you. BOTH of you.
PapatymisonN: *holds one* Oh, there's nothing quite as wonderful as...
PapatymisonN: *it wilts* Oops.
T3chn0Namagomi: Uh huh. Riiiight.
PapatymisonN: *throws it away* A flower. ^_^;
T3chn0Namagomi: Eh. I think blowing my dump of a magic school to get into the Mage Corps would be more, by your definition, "wonderful".
J4deninj44: Waitress with peonies in her pigtails: Flower-tea! Famous in all of Doma! Made from rare blooms, the King himself praises our brew!
PapatymisonN: Oh, you're joining the ranks of the King's soldiers? Good! Things have REALLY improved over the years!
Lithaladhwen: (What the hell is with Goren? He's crazy.)
PapatymisonN: *he barely looks ten years older than her*
Lithaladhwen: (Your zombie is crazy.)
PapatymisonN: (Hey, if you smelled like corpse all day long, this would be like Christmas and your birthday all rolled into one.)
J4deninj44: Man with a rose in his pocket: HONEY! Doman honey! Grape, Apricot, Toll Fruit, and Champagne flavors! Just 20 gil an ounce!
T3chn0Namagomi: No, no, no. Not soldiers. Mage Corps. Totally different things.
PapatymisonN: So, a MAGICAL soldier, then?
T3chn0Namagomi: Uh, no. If that was the case, they'd pick up anyone off the street who could use magic and volunteered.
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: You're going to have to distinguish "person who fights for the government" and "soldier", then...
Lithaladhwen: (You need to play him in 2gen so he can meet my "damned necro.")
Syra Zemyla: (Hey, I have a "damned necro" too.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah.)
PapatymisonN: (Whee! You can all chase the magical ODDITY!)
Lithaladhwen: (Zem: Is she in second gen?)
T3chn0Namagomi: Besides. The general himself came to ME with an invitation to a test to join the Mage Corps.
PapatymisonN: General HAYES? Reall- Wait. Who's the general now?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Hakaril Silvar...uh...he had a ton of titles, but I forgot most of them.
Syra Zemyla: (She's in 1st.)
Syra Zemyla: I've heard of him.
Syra Zemyla: And I think one of them is that he's an improvisational lawyer, whatever that means.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah. Kicked my teacher's ass in an exhibition duel.
PapatymisonN: ... I need to get out more.
J4deninj44: (Hey, Ash? Is sir Brian available. I haven't RPed with him in ages.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (He was last night, anyway)
J4deninj44: (Damn, just my luck to miss him.)
T3chn0Namagomi: Also a "dracokitty breeder"...o.o *blink* What are "dracokitties," anyway?
Lithaladhwen: (I don't know. He might be.)
PapatymisonN: ... I would guess they're little dragons that... are... also kitties. o.o
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Syra Zemyla: Remind me not to get on their bad side.
J4deninj44: (Well, butter my backside and call me a biscuit!)
T3chn0Namagomi: ...That doesn't make any sense. Cats are small-ass things. Dragons are fucking huge!
J4deninj44: (It's Brian!)
MajorGeneralTso: (*Spreads warm butter on Amanda's backside* ...)
PapatymisonN: (*watches*)
J4deninj44: (......................................)
T3chn0Namagomi: (*sweatdrop*)
PapatymisonN: ... something tells me it's NOT because of interbreeding.
Lithaladhwen: (Biscuit.)
Arch mage144: (.....that is just weird.)
PapatymisonN: (Yet strangely arousing, no?)
Lithaladhwen: (Not to me, no.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I don't find butter erotic.)
Arch mage144: (Noooot really.)
J4deninj44: (..................................................)
Arch mage144: (Butter does not tend to make me think of sex. Where are we?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Nor do I find any other food or food-related item)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Flower festival, town square.)
PapatymisonN: (*coughchocolatewhippedcreamcoughcough* RPING NOW!)
Lithaladhwen: (And....if you'v got Brian you've probably got me, too. Package deal and whatnot.)
T3chn0Namagomi: Uh, you think?
J4deninj44: *A small group has gathered around a young woman indistinguishable foreign clothing*
J4deninj44: *And by small group, 75% of the group consists of children*
T3chn0Namagomi: But--as there is a TEST to get in the Mage Corps, and not a similar thing to get into the army or whatever here, I can say it is superior to simply being a "soldier".
Arch mage144: *from behind Adrienne* You are gravely mistaken.
J4deninj44: And it's said that from that day forth all butterflies must go through the four-fold journey...
PapatymisonN: But not dissimilar.
PapatymisonN: (*almost misspelled But with an extra S*)
T3chn0Namagomi: *turns around to look at this newcomer*
Arch mage144: *it's a tall man dressed in black; he has long, blue hair tied back into a ponytail and a reddish military-style beret on his head*
Arch mage144: *he is also wearing a t-shirt with enormous gold stylized letters that read "BLITZKRIEG"*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
PapatymisonN: (WOO!)
PapatymisonN: (The Mazuo everyone LIKES!)
T3chn0Namagomi: O--kay. And who are you?
Arch mage144: *hands Adrienne a business card*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Kamos: Go to hell.)
Syra Zemyla: *also looks at the man*
J4deninj44: Shall I explain why spiders weave as they do? *the crowd nods* It is said that once spiders did not weave but they chased their prey...
Lithaladhwen: (Myrnal: Yeah, pretty much. Just....don't tell anyone I said that or I'll fucking kill you.)
Arch mage144: *the card is plain white with black lettering and reads "Zeke Mazuo, Mercenary for Hire"*
PapatymisonN: (Everyone: YOU FIRST! *shove*)
J4deninj44: (Oh, my doodnes...)
T3chn0Namagomi: *takes it, looking at it with a rather...confused expression*
Arch mage144: I'm Zeke. Zeke Mazuo.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Kamos: *uses that damn crown to make everyone miss and fall into hell first* I guess not.)
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Oookay. I don't HAVE any money.
Arch mage144: I'm not asking you to hire me.
Arch mage144: I'm telling you who I am. There's a difference. *wink*
Arch mage144: And you're in error if you think that just anyone can join the guard around here. I looked into it as part of an intended job a while back.
Syra Zemyla: And did you make the cut?
Arch mage144: I didn't try out. Why should I?
PapatymisonN: It's a noble profession!
PapatymisonN: o.o
PapatymisonN: Protecting this land is a great honour!
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah, but I've heard rumors of the captain of the guard getting his ass kicked by a door.
PapatymisonN: It was probably an evil door.
T3chn0Namagomi: I don't think I'd want to serve someone who got his ass kicked by a door.
PapatymisonN: Like, a gate to hell, or something.
Arch mage144: Noble? Yeah, maybe. But I don't work for governments.
Arch mage144: Not unless they pay well.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Since when was the last time you saw a gate to hell?
Arch mage144: There's one in the northern mountains, off to the east.
PapatymisonN: I dream about them regularly, actually.
J4deninj44: (HEY! Isn't that the gate Hakaril and co used?)
T3chn0Namagomi: *was talking to the zombie man* All I know about you is that you're some weird-ass ponce who likes to run around and touch girls!
Arch mage144: (Yep.)
J4deninj44: (HAR!)
PapatymisonN: IM: I'll touch guys too. Just not in the way or for the reason you think. e_e
PapatymisonN: Again. I. A. POL. O. GIZE.
J4deninj44: And it was that since forth, spiders all compete to weave the best web so they may finally gain readmittance to heaven.
PapatymisonN: (... hello?)
J4deninj44: *the crowd pays the woman a littly money in thanks and leaves her. She then approaches the crowd of adults, zombie, Zeke, and ze moogle alike.* Excuse me. Would you all like to hear a tale of the power of the gods and folly of men?
T3chn0Namagomi: Whatever.
J4deninj44: (Please insert 25 cents...)
Arch mage144: Maybe.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Uhh, will this help me to impress the general?
Arch mage144: *quirks an eyebrow* What'll it cost me?
Arch mage144: ...impress the General?
J4deninj44: *smiles and waves her hands* There is no cost a smile or gold, it's all the same to me.
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, God. I have an idea.)
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< Yeah. That's what he said the requirement was to pass the test.
Arch mage144: You have a weird business model, but I'll run with it.
PapatymisonN: ... *grins, with uncharacteristically straight and white teeth*
PapatymisonN: Sure.
Arch mage144: Impress the General, eh? *smirk*
Arch mage144: Try to kill one of his friends.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...I'm not that gullible.
Arch mage144: It worked for me.
T3chn0Namagomi: Weird.
Lithaladhwen: *Walking down the street is a young girl of about seventeen, buying all sorts of flowers from little kids and ...well, just buying lots of flowers.*
Lithaladhwen: ( http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/32536259/ )
Arch mage144: Alternately, I hear he likes blowjobs.
Lithaladhwen: *She stops near the storyteller* IM: Oh! I like her! She tells great stories! I wonder if she's still working today!
J4deninj44: ....
Lithaladhwen: (Thank you, Zeke!)
T3chn0Namagomi: ...
T3chn0Namagomi: I AM NOT HAVING SEX WITH HIM
J4deninj44: *giggles*
Arch mage144: Why not? It's the best way to impress someone.
Arch mage144: Assuming you're good at it.
J4deninj44: I hear that's seducing.
J4deninj44: Though...I'm sure it leaves a lasting impression.
T3chn0Namagomi: What the FUCKING HELL do you think I am? Some sort of slut?!
PapatymisonN: ... *snickers*
T3chn0Namagomi: eVe#
Arch mage144: No, not necessarily.
PapatymisonN: ... wait. Who DOESN'T like blowjobs? o.o
Arch mage144: I think you have professional ambition.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I wonder what they're talking about. I should go say hi.
T3chn0Namagomi: That doesn't mean that I'm just going to walk up and HAVE GODDAMN SEX WITH HIM!
Arch mage144: ......
PapatymisonN: (Actually, blowjobs don't COUNT as sex, according to President Clinton. o.o)
Arch mage144: IM: Man, this new generation of women are crazy.
Arch mage144: What if it got you the position you wanted?
T3chn0Namagomi: (That's because Clinton's a dingbat.)
T3chn0Namagomi: NO. -V-#
Lithaladhwen: *approaches behind the storyteller and holds out a stalk of gladiola blossoms* Hi! Flowers for a story? What are you guys talking about?
Arch mage144: Heh. Alright then.
Syra Zemyla: I think that you're misinterpreting the meaning of "working under someone".
PapatymisonN: (Well, he was actually covering his ass, but whatever.)
J4deninj44: *looks at the young girl* Hello dear. I was propositioning these fellows for a tale but it seems as though they're in a debate.
Arch mage144: We're discussing what it takes to get ahead in life.
Lithaladhwen: Oh? And what's on the table?
Syra Zemyla: Yes, but there are actually people who care about more than sex.
Arch mage144: Sleeping your way up the ladder.
Lithaladhwen: o_o *blush* Oh.
Lithaladhwen: Well, there are people who do that. You... you could.
Lithaladhwen: I mean, one could. I don't mean that's the only way.
J4deninj44: Somehow, the story I was to tale, like this discussion, show clearly that men are far from heaven and even the hells they'd struggle to suffer.
PapatymisonN: But, it's better to be promoted on your merits.
Lithaladhwen: I...don't think I'm cut out for that, though. *swallows and more blushing commences*
PapatymisonN: That way, when shit starts to happen, you're actually CAPABLE of handling it.
Syra Zemyla: *to Zeke* Besides, if it works so well, why aren't *you* sleeping with him?
Arch mage144: Aren't they equally useful? Ends and means, after all.
Arch mage144: He doesn't like men.
Arch mage144: Besides, I don't need his approval.
Arch mage144: I'm not in the government military.
LovelyJester has entered the room.
J4deninj44: (LEEEEXXXX!!!!!)
Lithaladhwen: (Hey Lex.)
LovelyJester: (....rp?)
J4deninj44: (Indeedly. Tonight, I'm semi-GM but there's not too much happening.)
Lithaladhwen: Are.... we talking about Hakaril?
J4deninj44: (Plot wise.)
Arch mage144: Yeah, General Silvar.
T3chn0Namagomi: I'm NOT GOING TO HAVE SEX WITH THE GENERAL. -V-
Lithaladhwen: ...I don't think his wife would like that very much.
Arch mage144: We're not talking about his wife.
T3chn0Namagomi: *raises a balled-up fist, now complete with brass knuckles*
Lithaladhwen: Well, you should be. It matters.
Arch mage144: News to me.
Lithaladhwen: That it matters? Why wouldn't it? They're married! And besides, she's a demon. I... think she could make her opinion known pretty effectively.
J4deninj44: (Sirvix: *promptly slays those that cheat with her husband leaves their ruined bodies on hakaril's breakfast table as both a prize and warning.* Pass me a bagel, dear.)
LovelyJester: (So what's up yo? Any openings?)
Arch mage144: Ah, I suppose.
Lithaladhwen: (Hee. Sirvix makes me happy.)
J4deninj44: (Plenty of openings. Today is the Flower Festival! We're in the town square yacking it up.)
T3chn0Namagomi: -V- Whatever. I'm going to the fucking library to see if I can find something that IS NOT SEX.
Lithaladhwen: (Holly, Zeke, Doug=Adrienne, and Amanda=everyone. Zem=?)
Arch mage144: Last I checked, libraries were poor places to find sex.
Arch mage144: I predict success.
Syra Zemyla: (Zem=Choba.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *starts to walk off, obviously looking pissy*
Arch mage144: Man, some people just can't take a joke.
PapatymisonN: (Don't forget Goren!)
Lithaladhwen: (Ah, yes!)
Arch mage144: Then again, I'd say it's halfway a serious suggestion...
Will Rennar has left the room.
PapatymisonN: Halfway, sir. Halfway.
Lithaladhwen: IM: That man makes me uncomfortable.
PapatymisonN: (Also: It's a FESTIVAL. So why not the Jolly Jester of Festivities?)
Lithaladhwen: IM: He's..... he makes me feel like I need a bath. o_o
T3chn0Namagomi: (And I now go to make my brain explode with the math intrinsic in providing variation to spells!)
LovelyJester: (where?)
LovelyJester: (I see now!
PapatymisonN: (*Adrienne ends up in the Erotic Stories section*)
LovelyJester: (......flower festival you say.....)
PapatymisonN: (I do.)
LovelyJester: (FLOWER festival? :D)
PapatymisonN: (Uh huh.)
Lithaladhwen: (FLOWER FESTIVAL)
PapatymisonN: (brb)
J4deninj44: *looks at Holly* Dear, would you like a tale?
Lithaladhwen: ^_^ Always.
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
J4deninj44: Let's sit down. I have a special one for a girl like you.
J4deninj44: *winks*
Lithaladhwen: Okay!
J4deninj44: *leads her to a cafe style table under a rainbow umbrella* Aaaaah.... The story I will tell...is as true as you and I...
Lithaladhwen: IM: Stories! Awesome.
Arch mage144: *listens to the story*
Arch mage144: (Holly's happy.)
Lithaladhwen: (She hangs out with Hakaril for the sole reason that he talks a lot and tells good stories.)
J4deninj44: It's as old as old and ageless like all tales like this... So listen not only to the words but to the soul of this tale.
MajorGeneralTso: (...Kino would love Hak...)
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
J4deninj44: *takes a deep breath and thin sparking threads hover between her and Holly, swirling. As she speaks, they respond by creating the image...*
Syra Zemyla: *to Zeke and Cha's character* So, I don't believe we've been introduced.
PapatymisonN: Oh. ... *makes sure he uses his non-soulsucking hand* Goren Felson!
J4deninj44: In the year 706, six bells wer crafed by six magi to rule the worlds of men for the greater good. The first was crafted from the metal from the heart os this planet...*
Lithaladhwen: ....*watches in fascination*
Syra Zemyla: Good to meet you. I'm Choba. *shakes hand*
J4deninj44: And ibued witht epower from this planet's sun. When it rang the heat of its passionate tone could set all ablaze. *the strands show a simply bell ringing and an entire country side erupting*
PapatymisonN: *nods*
Arch mage144: Shhh. Stories.
PapatymisonN: Ooh. *shushes*
Syra Zemyla: *also shushes*
J4deninj44: The second was forged of the metal from the sea given to the Magi by Those That Know All Waves. When set into the waters of the first waters it dripped and would do so for all time...*
J4deninj44: Its ring could set the oceans itno an uproar; the fury of the resless waves. *The strands after illustrating the forging show it ringing and a giant waves washing away a small, prosperous island*
Lithaladhwen: o_o
Lithaladhwen: IM: Whoa.
PapatymisonN: (And when a little man with hairy feet puts it on his finger... >.>)
J4deninj44: The third was made of clay from the first soil and fired in the heart of this plant so that it was harder than even thousand folded steel. Its call could awaken the deadest land and make it rise gloriously or fall to its might!*
PapatymisonN: (Oh, BELL. ... eh.)
J4deninj44: *The bells shows a moutain rising from a desert then like a wave crumbling back into ruin* The fouth bell was foraged of air by The Ones Who Crafted the Firmament int he light of the stars and moon.
J4deninj44: Its cry could stir the atmospher, could bring it to its knees. These were teh Bells of Man, for only those were comprehended by man.
Lithaladhwen: ...*nods*
J4deninj44: *the Storyteller pauses, as if recalling distant memory.*
J4deninj44: The fifth and sixth bell could not be comprehended by man. Instead, man was comprehended by the bells.
Lithaladhwen: *tilts her head curiously*
Lithaladhwen: (In Soviet Russia, bell comprehend YOU!)
J4deninj44: The Risen Angel bestowed the bell to the Magi of Men saying,
J4deninj44: (XD)
Besyanteo has entered the room.
J4deninj44: "Lo, I present this bell forged of my own wings. With it, heal man's wounds. Its word will set all that is wrong right."
J4deninj44: *The strands show a brilliant figure bestowing a brilliant bell to the magi*
Lithaladhwen: ....oooh...
Arch mage144: IM: ...what's the point of this story, exactly?
Lithaladhwen: (The point of the story is that it's awesome. It's a good point.)
J4deninj44: The Magi trembled at the bell that weighed of nothing and everything. Knowing this action, the Fallen Angel who would be the first Soldier of the Beneath gave his bell saying,
J4deninj44: "Hark and hark well, man! Know that with creation there will be destruction. Know that with live there is death, know that with order there is chaos, know that in balance there is harmony.
J4deninj44: The wail of this bell will shatter even that which can't be shattered but it is incomplete yet. When it is complete, even the Gods who are beyond existence will quake!"
Lithaladhwen: ...
PapatymisonN: (Wait... set all that is wrong right?)
PapatymisonN: (THAT BELL IS DR. SAM BECKETT! o.o)
J4deninj44: At that... he took his life and completed the bell. The Magi were cowed before the bell, for it knew their sins and told them loudly in silence. These were th bells of Truth, for they could reason the universe...
J4deninj44: But man could not comprehend.
J4deninj44: *She smiles at Holly* And that is the creation... What do you think will happen?
PapatymisonN: Everyone will get drunk and sing the national anthem. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: o_o
J4deninj44: *laughs* An exemplary answer.
Syra Zemyla: I think that the bells are a metaphor for knowledge.
PapatymisonN: (Hail, hail, Robonia. The land I didn't make up...)
Lithaladhwen: *thinks* Hm.
Arch mage144: ...that's a weird story.
J4deninj44: Hm? *looks at Zeke* You think so?
Arch mage144: Yeah.
Arch mage144: I'm not really sure what the point of it is.
J4deninj44: *nods* The story is not yet ended but the end comes soon enough. *looks at Holly* Shall I tell you all?
Lithaladhwen: Then for you there won't be one. You have to make your own sometimes. Why listen to a story if you don't want to make it your own once you've heard it?
Lithaladhwen: *nods!*
Lithaladhwen: Yes, please.
Arch mage144: Go right ahead.
PapatymisonN: ok.
PapatymisonN: (damn caps lock.)
Syra Zemyla: I'm fine with it.
J4deninj44: *smiles* Well... all but the bells of Trught we distributed and for fifty years they plowed fields, quenched droughts, warmed winters, and cooled summers.
J4deninj44: But even teh magic of the bells could not save life and one by one the original magie perished to age. The last, fearind death above all else, took up the Bell to Heal All Wounds and restored his body to youth.
Lithaladhwen: IM: That's never a good idea.
J4deninj44: "Why must man die? With this bell, I shall end suffering." For five years more he lived, undoing Death's work. Man grew greedy. Wars lost meaning, sin lost weight and the wicked multiplied, thankless to live like gods.
J4deninj44: Soon, realizing his folly the Last Magi lamented. "We are not gods. With eternal live we know not what to do! Death gives us meaning and purpose. Now I see and Now I set right the truth."
J4deninj44: Eager to restore balance, the Bell to Ruin Even Gods rang with might and many fell to its order. In his last few moments, the last ordered the bells to hide.
J4deninj44: "Man need not the essence of these things to aspire to greatness, let them be forgotten." And so... the Age of Bells ended... and man is now wiser. *nods*
Besyanteo has left the room.
Arch mage144: .....
J4deninj44: *the threads finish the tail and fall on the table, lifeless*
PapatymisonN: ... nifty.
Lithaladhwen: ...
Lithaladhwen: Wow. Thank you! ^_^ That was wonderful.
J4deninj44: *pulls out a simple metal bell* I have a bell here... *sits it on the table* Ring it.
Lithaladhwen: I'll be thinking about that one all night.
Arch mage144: Yeah, okay. Reasonably interesting story.
Lithaladhwen: 6_6
Arch mage144: *picks up the bell*
Arch mage144: *ring*
J4deninj44: What does it sound like?
Arch mage144: A bell.
Arch mage144: *looks at the woman like she's nuts*
Arch mage144: For whom does the bell toll?
Lithaladhwen: (Grraaaah! *dies*)
J4deninj44: *laughs* Not for thee...
Lithaladhwen: (I hate all of you.)
Arch mage144: ...no, clearly not.
Arch mage144: *drops the bell on the table*
PapatymisonN: (*hugs Ashley* I WUUUUUUUUUUUUUV YUUUUUUU! ^_^)
J4deninj44: What does it sound like to you? *slides it to Holly*
Lithaladhwen: (AAAH! *is hugged*)
TheWaiChibiAngel has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: (Hey.)
Lithaladhwen: Sounded like something smaller and much less dangerous. Though I guess being small shouldn't make it less important.
Syra Zemyla: Being small doesn't make it less dangerous, either.
PapatymisonN: Got a point. Sometimes it being smaller makes it MORE dangerous.
J4deninj44: *pats the bell* This... is the Bell to Revolt the Seas...
J4deninj44: I found it and not I want to keep it safe, here, in Doma or perhaps Gunnir.
Lithaladhwen: *head tilt*
Arch mage144: *quirks an eyebrow* Elaborate.
PapatymisonN: Can I ring it?
J4deninj44: *hands it to the outrageouz zombie*
Syra Zemyla: *looks at its aura!*
J4deninj44: *It's very much a bell*
Lithaladhwen: *watches Goren with the bell*
PapatymisonN: *takes...*
PapatymisonN: *RINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRING!*
PapatymisonN: Hey seas! The taxes are too high and the king has a waterbed! It's revolution time! ^_^
J4deninj44: *laughs* I wonder if water is really concerned with those things.
Lithaladhwen: I should hope not.
PapatymisonN: Well, hello? Waterbed? He's got a hostage!
PapatymisonN: *puts the bell down*
Lithaladhwen: ...There's water in your body, too.
Syra Zemyla: So everyone who drinks water should be revolted against, too?
Lithaladhwen: There's water in everything. o_o
PapatymisonN: YES!
Arch mage144: ...I want you to explain what the point of this bell is.
J4deninj44: *takes the bell and sets it in a puddle at their feet* Watch...
Lithaladhwen: 6_6
J4deninj44: *nothing seems to happen at first, but the water in the puddle slowly begins to expand as if being filled* "It dripped and would do so for eternity..."
J4deninj44: When I put it in water like this...it always runs... But I don't understand how to work its ring.
Lithaladhwen: I see.
Arch mage144: ...strange.
Lithaladhwen: Do you want to find out, or are you afraid someone else will?
PapatymisonN: Let's toss it in the Val'Ri! ^_^
J4deninj44: *laughs* I'm not worried. No one can steal it from me.
J4deninj44: I just want it someplece where it's safe.
J4deninj44: The general of this nation is a high ranking mage, yes? Gunnir is also a neutral academy, yes?
Lithaladhwen: Hm. I don't know. I always ask Hakaril about those things. *nod*
Arch mage144: I think so.
Arch mage144: I heard a rumor that the General was leaving the country in less than a week.
PapatymisonN: *wasn't aware of him before this, so just shrugs...*
Syra Zemyla: Yes, it is. I know, because I graduated from there.
J4deninj44: I've considered hunting the other bells so that they can be a family once a gain...
Lithaladhwen: ...I would almost say it's safer to have them apart.
PapatymisonN: You wouldn't want any "crazies" plotting to take over the world with those things...
Arch mage144: If the bell's as potentially powerful as you say it is, putting it somewhere safe sounds like a decent move.
J4deninj44: *frowns and picks up the bell* The other bells are out there and I found this one so easily... I feel like they should be under better guard than simply being lost.
Arch mage144: *shrug* It's none of my business. Give them to someone who you can trust that cares.
Lithaladhwen: I would say talk to Hakaril. If he's going back to Gunnir, maybe he could take it back with him.
Lithaladhwen: I don't think he'd try to ...you know. Conquer anything with it.
J4deninj44: I wonder...
J4deninj44: He is a government official
Arch mage144: I think he's a trustworthy government official, for what it's worth.
Arch mage144: I'm not his friend, but he hasn't hunted me down lately, so I think he's reasonable.
J4deninj44: Does he like spiders?
Arch mage144: ...how should I know?
Lithaladhwen: I don't think he minds them. Depends on what they're doing.
Lithaladhwen: If they're big maneating spiders he might take issue.
J4deninj44: ....
J4deninj44: Most giant spiders don't eat people unless they're being rude.
Syra Zemyla: In my experience, a lot of maneating spiders are rude.
Lithaladhwen: Why all the talk of spiders?
J4deninj44: I don't know where you've been making acquaintances but I would never eat something that could carry on a covnersation.
Arch mage144: I might.
Arch mage144: ...just kidding.
PapatymisonN: What about just TASTING them?
Syra Zemyla: If I were going to, I'd kill it first so it couldn't talk to me.
J4deninj44: That is so very lacking in refinement!
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'm reminded of Xevan and his... really weird feelings about moogles.
J4deninj44: If something gets caught in your web, ask it politely if it is aware that you plan to eat it. If it begs for its life, set it free, the offer it tea for its troubles.
Lithaladhwen: IM: That's kind of weird. He's a strange man sometimes.
PapatymisonN: ... tea?
PapatymisonN: Tea for potential VICTIMS?
Arch mage144: Your philosophy is whack, lady.
Lithaladhwen: I think we should start with the "your web" bit. I don't have webs.
J4deninj44: Well, excuse me for being raised with dignity!
Lithaladhwen: Then we can move on to other, more confusing aspects of that direction.
Arch mage144: I've got business to attend to. I dunno about philosophical conundrums or quandries or spiders or musical instruments that cause the downfall of the world.
Arch mage144: You all have a pleasant evening. *smirks and turns about militarily on one foot, departing from the group*
J4deninj44: (Speaking of global doom, Brian Sirvix needs to go into labor sometime*
Lithaladhwen: (Zeke! I pose to you a riddle. A conundrum if you will.)
Arch mage144: (No shit she does)
Lithaladhwen: (What's the difference between you and a mallard with a cold?)
Arch mage144: (And we're not talking about factory work or British political parties)
Lithaladhwen: (One's a sick duck and--- well, I don't remember the rest but your mother's a whore.)
J4deninj44: (XD XD I dunno about James being born on flower day though... )
Syra Zemyla: Have a good day!
Lithaladhwen: (Heeeeee.)
Arch mage144: (...no way. XD)
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, my God.)
Arch mage144: (We can do it some other time.
J4deninj44: Merry met and merry part.
Arch mage144: (I am scheduled for a rousing game of Monopoly this evening >:-)
Lithaladhwen: (You are?)
Arch mage144: (Yes?)
Lithaladhwen: (Am I scheduled for this as well?)
J4deninj44: (On a more manly day.... Like Wrench Day or PUnch a friend in the face day)
Arch mage144: (If you want to play!)
Lithaladhwen: (Ah. Tassi's back on Gaera now, so that would be keen.)
Lithaladhwen: (She can totally pull out a baby sometime.)
J4deninj44: (Punch a Friend in the Face Day it is!)
PapatymisonN: (*Nama receives no punches*)
Arch mage144: (...there's a Punch a Friend in the Face day?)
J4deninj44: (THere should be.)
PapatymisonN: (There is now. *slugs Brian)
Lithaladhwen: (Sure. Tyler started it.)
Lithaladhwen: (HIS NAME WAS ROBERT PAULSON! *slugs Charles*)
Arch mage144: (>_<)
PapatymisonN: (... *lightly taps Ashley in the face with a fist* I don't like hitting girls.)
Lithaladhwen: (Charles.)
Lithaladhwen: (I want you to hit me...as hard as you can.)
Arch mage144: (*shoots Charles*)
Arch mage144: (*with a Howitzer*)
PapatymisonN: (... are you sure the- *dead*)
Arch mage144: (WE REQUIRE MORE BOOZE)
Lithaladhwen: (The rum's gone, Brian.)
Arch mage144: (But WHY?)
Arch mage144: (Why's the rum gone?)
PapatymisonN: (*respawns, slugs Brian AND Ashley* Sorry! I do it because you're friends!)
Arch mage144: (*shoots Charles again, tins him*)
PapatymisonN: (*quite dead*)
J4deninj44: (That's love....(
LovelyJester has left the room.
Syra Zemyla: (Anyways, shall we continue? Go to a different group of people? Kill the RP?)
PapatymisonN: (well, it was kinda winding down...)
Lithaladhwen: (It was, I think.)
J4deninj44: (Unless you guys want to do soemthing with the festival.)
PapatymisonN: (I was hoping Lex would jester it up a touch, but... I guess that ain't in the cards.)
J4deninj44: (We need more faeries.)
TheWaiChibiAngel: (WHAT)
Arch mage144: (...faeries?)
PapatymisonN: (Fae, you mean?)
J4deninj44: (faeries, fae either will make flower day more fascinating)
Syra Zemyla: (The only fae I have is a half-fae.)
J4deninj44: (I say we pick our craziest chars and just lose control.(
J4deninj44: (Then blame it on the pollen.0
Arch mage144: (We need more fairies?)
J4deninj44: (*Makes Brian into a faery* There's one.)
J4deninj44: (Also in honor of Kentucky, Doma needs some kind of racing thing...)
Arch mage144: (Heh. I'm already a fairy.)
PapatymisonN: (Not unless Ashley's a boy.)
PapatymisonN: (*prepares to be shot*)
Lithaladhwen: (*takes Brian home and tells him war stories*)
J4deninj44: (*shoots Charles*)
PapatymisonN: (*ded*)
J4deninj44: (*eats his 'a' in a ritual manner*)
Lithaladhwen: (*eats his @ to prevent starvation*)
Lithaladhwen: (*doesn't anger her god because she's chaotic*)
Syra Zemyla: (*eats everyone who doesn't start RPing*)
PapatymisonN: (Shall we start anew?)
J4deninj44: (Likely.)
PapatymisonN: (... someone ask for Pastgen. PLEASE.)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm doing things, so I might not do much more tonight.)
J4deninj44: (Is that a request?)
Syra Zemyla: (Pastagen?)
PapatymisonN: (Yes. Everyone's older, and made of macaroni.)
J4deninj44: (Oh, Charles! I dunno if anyone else would be interested but what do you think of a comic/teen titan based RP?)