You have just entered room "rpisgoodyes."
Lithaladhwen: (I'm not certain I'll be RPing, but I can make a run if you like.)
OMG Priam: (not sure what this 'run' consists of, but whatever)
Lithaladhwen: (I go down my buddy list and send invites to everyone who's ever RPed on the forum or in the chats.)
OMG Priam: (Any particular setting preference, here?)
OMG Priam: (Actually, did that heroes/villains thing go anywhere yesterday?
MajorGeneralTso: (...Not after Mayor Haggar left.)
THENinjaRabbi has entered the room.
MajorGeneralTso: (...Hey, It's been a while there buddy.)
OMG Priam: (What up, protoAdam)
Orewadare has entered the room.
MajorGeneralTso: ...Eh, Nothing is happening yet.
GC130A has entered the room.
Orewadare: Thanks, Ash.
MajorGeneralTso: ...Scratching the ()s for now. <.<;;...
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
OMG Priam: (What up.)
Lithaladhwen: (There. That looks much better. Some people didn't respond, but they often don't.)
OMG Priam: (Indeed!)
OMG Priam: (So. What setting, all?)
Zero has entered the room.
OMG Priam: (HI ZERO)
Lithaladhwen: (All right. Keen. I don't feel totally useless now. I've helped RP to occur. Now I might have to leave the actual fun to others. Sadness.)
OMG Priam: (Sad indeed!)
Zero has left the room.
OMG Priam: (BYE ZERO)
Zero has entered the room.
Zero: )SUP)
OMG Priam: (HI AGAIN ZERO)
Zero: (WHAT IS GONG ON)
MajorGeneralTso: ...Nothing yet.
OMG Priam: We're all picking a setting, yes.
OMG Priam: Gaera? MAC? DF? Dayton? Heroes/Villains?
MajorGeneralTso: ...What's Dayton?
Orewadare: The city I was born in.
MajorGeneralTso: That sounds like an awesome RP setting.
Orewadare: Arachacha yabididabadi!
OMG Priam: http://p068.ezboard.com/frpgww60462frm4.showMessage?topicID=1462.topic
Smartzvn85: (WHo the feck is Orewadare?)
Orewadare: None of your damn business, Binsu.
Zero: (HEY V MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW YOU GOT THOSE DRAWINGS DONE?)
Lithaladhwen: (Orewadare>you.)
OMG Priam: Orewadare is an excellent sn.
MajorGeneralTso: Did Shaun just build a secret weapons lab in his basement? Sure, so long as he doesn't specifically come after you without good reason, he can go ahead and do that.
MajorGeneralTso: ...Wonderful.
MajorGeneralTso: I like this setting already.
Orewadare: *chuckles*
CGNakibe: (>.> <.< WHO TOLD YOU?!?
CGNakibe: WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR?!? eVe
Smartzvn85: (.....MANCHU!!!)
Orewadare: RIA!
Lithaladhwen: I'm not really interested in RPing in Dayton, as I'll be on my way there in about 12 hours.
MajorGeneralTso: LA LI LU LE LO!
OMG Priam: Oh shit, you're coming too?
OMG Priam: You two are BOTH getting totally inducted into GGXXSlas
OMG Priam: *Slash
Lithaladhwen: Brian didn't tell you?
Orewadare: *twirls a leek*
CGNakibe: S L A S H
Lithaladhwen: I'll be living with his family.
OMG Priam: He told me He was coming
OMG Priam: And the rest is very good news
Lithaladhwen: I can't do that, as I'll be in NH with my parents that week.
Lithaladhwen: *sings weird doodly music with Orewadare*
Lithaladhwen: (Also lag.)
OMG Priam: Well, no, I mean at WSU, not the tourney
Orewadare: *objects in window may lurk closer than they appear*
Orewadare: http://dojo.fi/%7Erancid/loituma__.swf
Zero has left the room.
Orewadare: This song pwns my life.
Lithaladhwen: Wow. Nearly thirty seconds of lag.
Orewadare: Crazy finnish.
Lithaladhwen: Orewadare: A friend of Brian's linked that to me, and I had to pass it on. You get that from Tai?
Orewadare: I did!
MajorGeneralTso: She lies.
Orewadare: Acutally I'm sitting.
DarkLordKelne has entered the room.
OMG Priam: Holy shit.
MajorGeneralTso: That leek keeps excellent time, for the record.
MajorGeneralTso: ...So.
OMG Priam: Sew.
Lithaladhwen: Sot.
OMG Priam: Seaux.
Smartzvn85: ...Lu lu lu...lu lu la la~....
Lithaladhwen: *has a picnic* La la la
Lithaladhwen: Anyway. There's not going to be RP unless you people pick a setting.
Lithaladhwen: Roll for it if you can't decide.
OMG Priam: Good idea.
OMG Priam: 1, Gaera. 2, Gaera v2. 3, MAC. 4, DF. 5, Dayton. 6, Heroes/Villains
OnlineHost: OMG Priam rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
OMG Priam: SO BE IT
MajorGeneralTso: ...The dice speaks.
T3chn0Namagomi: I take it the Heroes/Villains is this superhero thing I heard about last night?
OMG Priam: (Indeed.)
MajorGeneralTso: Yeah.
OMG Priam: <Milo>
Lithaladhwen: Aye.
OMG Priam: <Kurt>
MajorGeneralTso: <Undecided. Probably Taiar unless I'm feeling wacky and Sifore comes out or something...If I don't lurk.>
OMG Priam: (I need a volunteer/victim!)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Meh...I might get in later.)
OMG Priam: (Or a location, specifically!)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I need to do various things, and this is assuming computer =/= hijacked)
OMG Priam: (Becaues Milo is going to run into someone =( )
OMG Priam: (*Because)
Lithaladhwen: (Someone?)
Lithaladhwen: (Anyone in particular?)
DarkLordKelne: (Run into? Or run over?)
MajorGeneralTso: *Walking down the street, something long and wrapped in cloth over his shoulder. He seems unsuspecting enough, and who knows where's he's going? It's just Tai picking something up.*
Lithaladhwen: (Damned Corolla.)
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
GC130A has entered the room.
THENinjaRabbi has entered the room.
DarkLordKelne has entered the room.
Orewadare has entered the room.
MajorGeneralTso has entered the room.
CGNakibe has entered the room.
OMG Priam has entered the room.
OMG Priam: (How impolite.)
MajorGeneralTso: (...Righto then. I have offered myself up to the victiming!)
OMG Priam: daaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!! *screaming, coming around the bend!*
Lithaladhwen: (What the hell just happened?)
OMG Priam: HAAAAEEEEELP!
OMG Priam: (Bad things?)
Smartzvn85 has entered the room.
Smartzvn85 has left the room.
OMG Priam: *sees Tai, sprints towards him!*
OMG Priam: SAER! Can ye len' a 'ahnd?
OMG Priam: Ge' s'm wahter, 'r somethen! A watre mayge, yes!
MajorGeneralTso: ...What?
OMG Priam: Ye lewk like a watre mayge, kinda!
OMG Priam: C'monn!
OMG Priam: *runs off in the direction he came*
MajorGeneralTso: ...*Is wearing muchly the darkness* ...The only part of that I understood is come on. <.<;;...Hey! Wait up! *Sprints after the stranger*
OMG Priam: Ye knoe 'nee othair watre mayges?!
OMG Priam: As m'ny as ye c'n fine!
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, shit. I just thought of something.)
MajorGeneralTso: ...Do I know what? And the who where?
OMG Priam: (Does it involve cheese?)
Lithaladhwen: (It involves a character I play who is a water mage.)
OMG Priam: Watre mayges! Ye knoe, the casten the putten the feirs oot!
Lithaladhwen: *Milo passes a rather familiar face on his wild running mission quest thing.*
MajorGeneralTso: ....Oh. OOOH, A water mage! Water magic, I got it now. You have an accent something powerful. ;;;>.>...
Lithaladhwen: *All he sees as he runs by are a pair of familiar eyes.*
MajorGeneralTso: T2Sheng: Hey...How are you with water spells?
Lithaladhwen: <Safiyeh/Javid>
OMG Priam: *whoosh!* HEY!
OMG Priam: *turns back* YEW!
OMG Priam: ....Y...yew?
Lithaladhwen: ....Milo?
OMG Priam: C'mon! 'elp! Feir!!!
Lithaladhwen: (Change font, for great justice and ease of reading.)
MajorGeneralTso: *Skiiids to a stop when Milo does* ...<.<...
Orewadare: T2Taiar: I can make a mean cup of tea.
OMG Priam: (It's true. That tea is pretty mean.)
Lithaladhwen: Fire? .....I don't... know what I can do.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I can't. It always gets me in trouble.
OMG Priam: Moer'n me!
Lithaladhwen: I'll come with you.
MajorGeneralTso: T2Sheng: ...Magically?
Lithaladhwen: (Because it got swallowed up in Taiar's font/black stuff..... )
Lithaladhwen: ( http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/27681232/ )
Lithaladhwen: (A repeat.)
MajorGeneralTso: (Mwahahahaha...)
OMG Priam: Noe moats 'r rivers next t' th' workshoep, an' Kurt doessn noe aneh watre maygeck!
Lithaladhwen: I....*big glowy eyes blink*
MajorGeneralTso: ...Do you understand this well? <.<...
Orewadare: T2Tai: Indeed magically. I can go basic elemental magic but shadow is my strong point. Why?... ... I'm not watering your garden.
Lithaladhwen: I can understand him, yes.
PapatymisonN has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Milo is running around looking for water mages. He found Javid.)
OMG Priam: C'maen!
OMG Priam: *runs again!*
MajorGeneralTso: T2Sheng: I can water my own Garden, thanks. But someone just ran up to me like a Banshee looking for water mages. Thought I would call you on it.
MajorGeneralTso: *Follows!*
Lithaladhwen: *follows*
OMG Priam: *might run into somebody else on the way towards the town gates...?*
MajorGeneralTso: (...Picture of Milo anyone?)
Orewadare: T2Tai: Oh. Hm, I'll help out. Better than watching Cheng trying to cook.
DarkLordKelne: *And lo, the hint is taken. Milo encounters one of those crazy red mages. Jeff by name, Jeff by... Wait, that doesn't make sense.*
Lithaladhwen: (I don't have one, sorry.)
DarkLordKelne: *Turns to regard to frantically running people*
OMG Priam: (Me neither. Clearly a blacksmith from his oily apron, but he's not bulky like most smiths let themselves get. Long black hair in a braid.)
MajorGeneralTso: (Text Pictures also accepted. *Nods*)
PapatymisonN: *a bucket of water nearby is groaning*
OMG Priam: ( http://www.mysidia.org/nanimono/SpiffyManga10.GIF This is as good a picture as he's ever had)
OMG Priam: *snags the water bucket! Man, is he in a hurry.*
MajorGeneralTso: (S'good! I was just looking for a basic description. I had a kid in mind for some reason. <.<;;...)
DarkLordKelne: *Falls in with the running group* So, where's the fire?
OMG Priam: (Phantom Tollbooth was a good movie. *sage nod*)
PapatymisonN: o.o Huh? Hey! Where are you taking me?
OMG Priam: Thes waye!
CGNakibe: (Better book. >:{{ )
MajorGeneralTso: *Turns to Jeff in mid-run* I have no idea. The Smith is leading us. ;;;>.>...
OMG Priam: *running running!* To th' feir!
PapatymisonN: ... fire?
OMG Priam: *gets to the town gate, exits, and keeps going!*
PapatymisonN: There's a fire?
DarkLordKelne: Wait, it's an actual fire? I was just using a figure of speech.
Lithaladhwen: Apparently there is. He has said very little, but he said he needs help.
OMG Priam: *people can start to see a very large, very black cloud of smoke. Magically attuned folks can tell it has magical origins of some sort.*
Lithaladhwen: ...Oh.
OMG Priam: Oh shet!
OMG Priam: Th' Sheep!
OMG Priam: *runs faster! Much faster!*
DarkLordKelne: Wow, that's a fire alright. Sheep?
MajorGeneralTso: ...At least we'll have some lamb at the end of this, it sounds.
PapatymisonN: Are there flaming sheep? o.o
MajorGeneralTso: I guess so.
DarkLordKelne: I didn't know they were flammable. Well, not unless you merge them with eucalyptus.
OMG Priam: *as they round a hill, the group can see the workshop at the bottom of this black cloud; the smoke appears to be coming from it, and in large doses.
OMG Priam: *
OMG Priam: Aye, but they're feine!
OMG Priam: But me woerk!
Lithaladhwen: *follows her crazy acquaintance*
DarkLordKelne: Yeah, that's probably toast.
PapatymisonN: ... oh, HOLD on! Do NOT throw me at a fire!
PapatymisonN: I'd die!
OMG Priam: Wot? I'm no' gonna throe anyone a' th' feire!
MajorGeneralTso: ...I just realized that bucket of water is speaking. *Run Run!*
DarkLordKelne: IM: It'd be terribly ironic if his work was toast. But he doesn't look like a baker...
OMG Priam: Ah jes need smone to fill th's bucket!
Lithaladhwen: (Hey! I remember this character. Yadali wanted Hakaril to carbonate him!)
PapatymisonN: OK! So can I get OUT of the bucket?
OMG Priam: .....
OMG Priam: *slows*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Don't say a thing. Maybe they won't need you to do it. Maybe someone else can.
OMG Priam: *looks in the bucket.*
Lithaladhwen: IM: And anyway, what does it matter here? I shouldn't care. It doesn't matter.
PapatymisonN: *it looks like water... but STRANGE water*
PapatymisonN: Hi.
OMG Priam: *drops it!*
OMG Priam: Shet!!
MajorGeneralTso: *Teleports! Grabs Sheng from whereever he is with whatever he's wearing and returns to the Milo's shop* Whew.
PapatymisonN: *the water emerges from the bucket, and takes the form of a sphere*
Lithaladhwen: *stares*
OMG Priam: *gets the bucket again, and resumes running!*
OMG Priam: shet shet shet shet....Milo what're ye gonna do w'f a bucket o' no watre....
Lithaladhwen: *says one word in her own language....with sincerity and emphasis*
PapatymisonN: ... uh... hi?
Lithaladhwen: *sounds like a rather unladylike word*
Orewadare: o_o *in his robes with his hair falling in his face holding a brush*
DarkLordKelne: *Takes this in stride. He's seen weirder stuff than water elementals in his time.*
MajorGeneralTso: ...*Missed the water come out of the bucket. Only sees a strange floating water orb* ...Fair enough.
PapatymisonN: And... hey! I can put out fires!
PapatymisonN: Just don't THROW me at them or it'll be the end of me!
MajorGeneralTso: Come on! *Takes off after Milo* You too then Water Orb Guy.
Orewadare: Um...;;>.>
Orewadare: *chases Tai* Care to... explain?
DarkLordKelne: Excellent.
PapatymisonN: *floats that way!*
DarkLordKelne: *To the fire!*
Lithaladhwen: *sighs in profound relief*
Lithaladhwen: IM: See? No big deal. He can do it.
PapatymisonN: ... Hey! Uh... girl? Are you coming?
OMG Priam: *drops the bucket, just keeps running.*
MajorGeneralTso: *Points at Milo* He needs water mages to put out his flaming sheep in his smithy shop. Or that's what I've deducted. <.<;;...
Lithaladhwen: *goes with*
OMG Priam: C'MAEN!
PapatymisonN: Good! *floats that way!*
Lithaladhwen: (Lag check.)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay.)
OMG Priam: Yew! *points arbitrarily behind him* Git th' feir unner controel!
Orewadare: Oh, well that makes a ton of sense. I - Why are there, flaming sheep, Taiar?
OMG Priam: Ah need t' feind Kurt an' th' Accord!
MajorGeneralTso: <I don't know! The guy just ran into me and mentioned his sheep on the way.>
PapatymisonN: (There's a car?)
OMG Priam: (There might be!)
PapatymisonN: ... wait! OK! I can do that!
DarkLordKelne: *Sets about conjuring up ice over the fire and simply letting it drop*
MajorGeneralTso: (Hey, I have an Accord. It's nice...)
Lithaladhwen: (I thought it was a Corolla.)
Orewadare: <How does one catch a large number of sheep on fire in the first place?>
Lithaladhwen: (How many do they have?)
PapatymisonN: *goes over to the fire, condenses some water from the air, and fires!*
OMG Priam: *a figure lies on the ground outside the shop, which they are getting quite near to.*
MajorGeneralTso: *Joins Jeff, conjuring up some Icicle Lances*
DarkLordKelne: Rory over in Divination always said that if you poked a sheep enough times it'd explode.
OMG Priam: Kurt!! 'r ye alreight?!
OMG Priam: *cough, cough!*
Lithaladhwen: *stares at the water mages like they're sprouting flowers out of their heads*
DarkLordKelne: I never saw it myself, mind you.
MajorGeneralTso: <Beats me. He does look like a blacksmith. Maybe they just got too close to the oven.>
Lithaladhwen: IM: Safiyeh, snap out of it.
Orewadare: *creates a few storm clouds to rain out the fires*
OMG Priam: ....Aye, Milo. All is lost....
Lithaladhwen: >_< *shakes her head a little*
OMG Priam: Yew shut up reight naoe!
OMG Priam: Ah'll be beck!
Orewadare: <Last time a sheep got too close to an oven that I know, it was meant to be there... roasting... for eating.>
OMG Priam: *turns, and looks, very intently, to a certain room on one side of the building.*
OMG Priam: *looks back at the group.* Ken ye get me en theyre?
OMG Priam: *the fire seems to be resisting the water magic, but good!*
PapatymisonN: o.o How on earth?
MajorGeneralTso: <Hey, I'm not arguing with you. S'just the situation at hand.>
PapatymisonN: *Gaera
MajorGeneralTso: *Continues to fire out Spears of Ice like a Gatling Gun*
DarkLordKelne: Well, I can try. But I'm really not up on my fireproofing.
OMG Priam: *Those who have dealt with elementals? Yeah, the resistance feels like that.*
MajorGeneralTso: *Aims for the Entrance of the shop so Milo can get in*
DarkLordKelne: *Starts concentrating his efforts on that area*
OMG Priam: *dash!*
OMG Priam: (Gimme some d6s, those who are shooting at that room.)
PapatymisonN: *is technically an elemental*
Orewadare: <Never a dull moment with you, brother.?
OnlineHost: Orewadare rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
OnlineHost: PapatymisonN rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
OnlineHost: DarkLordKelne rolled 1 6-sided die: 2
OMG Priam: (Tai?)
MajorGeneralTso: (Sorry, Was posting something. ^-^;;...)
OnlineHost: MajorGeneralTso rolled 1 6-sided die: 2
MajorGeneralTso: <Yeah. It's a terrible life I lead.>
OMG Priam: *thanks to the combined efforts of the four, a pathway is created in, and Milo makes it in, moderately safely. But the path does not hold up; a wall of flame closes right behind Milo after he enters.*
OMG Priam: *And holy crap, that is a LOT of smoke.*
Lithaladhwen: ...I....
Lithaladhwen: IM: I have to do something....but I don't think I can. It would be wrong. It's forbidden, and I won't do it again. I can't.
DarkLordKelne: What the hell's in there that it's worth risking his life for?
OMG Priam: *stands, walks hastily to the group.* Wh...Did he just....go in there?!
Lithaladhwen: *nods to Kurt*
Orewadare: *coughs and cover his face* He's a dead man.
DarkLordKelne: *Makes for the entrance, keeping up the ice*
OMG Priam: Bloody fool....!
OMG Priam: Maybe....
PapatymisonN: ... where IS this thing that's making all this FIRE? e_e
DarkLordKelne: *Is he planning on going in after him?*
OMG Priam: *generates some earth magic potential, but it falls way short of doing anything productive.*
MajorGeneralTso: ...Beats me. Who are we to judge what's precious. *Redoubles his efforts for the man inside!*
PapatymisonN: *ups his game, firing water bombs everywhere!*
OMG Priam: *A very, very loud boom comes from the workshop building!*
DarkLordKelne: *Looks that way.*
Orewadare: *tries to conjure a new spell*
OnlineHost: Orewadare rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
OMG Priam: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Lithaladhwen: *flinches as the water guy starts tossing water all over the place*
DarkLordKelne: Well, that sounded promising.
Lithaladhwen: ....
Orewadare: *water coalesces in front of him and forms into a Long-style dragon that bursts into the door*
OMG Priam: *crashes through the side of the metal building, in a sort of cart-on-stilts-on-wheels that seems to be rapidly falling apart and/or on fire!*
DarkLordKelne: *Gathers his coat over his face and braves the flames*
Lithaladhwen: Milo!
DarkLordKelne: *Well, scratch that.*
Orewadare: *pushes up his glasses smugly*
OMG Priam: *This contraption is as loud as the smoke is black. Which is to say, a lot.*
OMG Priam: Wait! He's okay! You can get out of there!....
OMG Priam: Well, i guess he's okay! Put him out, put him out!!
OMG Priam: *navigating this thing frantically!*
DarkLordKelne: Holy hell, it's a mechanical... Thing.
Orewadare: Is it a valthi?
PapatymisonN: ... it's ugly.
DarkLordKelne: *Tries his best, given that the thing's a moving target*
MajorGeneralTso: You got it! *Changes targets! Combines his limited knowledge of fire and ice together to shoot water instead. SO he doesn't spear the* ...Whatever that thing is.
Orewadare: *does the same with a few water dragon lances*
OMG Priam: *the ugly mechanical possibly valthi thing tips over, and deposits Milo onto the grass. Both Milo and the mechanical thing are still on fire, for a moment, until the spells hit them....*
OMG Priam: *at which point both of them are extinguished much more cooperatively than the buliding has been.*
PapatymisonN: Ugh. There's something unnatural here, and I'm going to find out WHAT!
PapatymisonN: *does an astral scan*
DarkLordKelne: Well, I'd hardly call the mechanical thing natural.
OMG Priam: *there appears to be several dozen fire elementals right here, in the building!*
PapatymisonN: That's what I thought! Fire spirits!
OMG Priam: *Or at least very similar astral readings to fire elementals.*
DarkLordKelne: Then again, nature has been known to come up with some seriously weird stuff.
PapatymisonN: They're feeding this thing!
MajorGeneralTso: *Jogs over to Milo, reshouldering his Cloth-Wrapped Thing once* You okay?
OMG Priam: Ungh.....is.....Is th' Accord....all reight...?
DarkLordKelne: ... Huh. *Takes a look for himself*
PapatymisonN: Cover me! I'm going in!
MajorGeneralTso: ...*Assumes he refers to the mechanical contraption. Looks at it, but isn't quite sure what's okay on it or not* ...Uuuuh...Maybe.
DarkLordKelne: Probably not much we can do about them short of let them burn themselves out.
OMG Priam: *indeed, there are quite a large number of minor fire spirits in the area!*
DarkLordKelne: Unless anybody's up to date with their banishment?
OMG Priam: *passes out. Appears to be okay, even if injured and burned; he'll recover. Just exhausted.*
Orewadare: Hmmm... I wonder where they came from.
MajorGeneralTso: *Looks at Jeff* ...Can't we just attack them with Water Magic?
OMG Priam: Banishment....I'd never thought of that....but then again, we need them...
OMG Priam: Oh well, they reproduce quickly....
Orewadare: Containment then?
OMG Priam: Can I get someone to lean on?
Lithaladhwen: (Sorry. I went AFK for a moment.)
DarkLordKelne: Oh, sure. But with the blaze they've got going...
Lithaladhwen: (Trying to figure out how I have a 66% in a course.)
PapatymisonN: If I can get inside, I can nail most of them!
T3chn0Namagomi: (EEEEECH!)
Orewadare: *pushes up his glasses*
DarkLordKelne: Well, it's your funeral.
OMG Priam: I'll banish a few of them, but I need a little support...my leg's not quite...up to snuff.
DarkLordKelne: *Sets about clearing a path through the door*
PapatymisonN: YAAAAAAAAAAH! *floats in!*
MajorGeneralTso: *Approaches Kurt.* ...You're not a dragon are you?
OMG Priam: A dragon? Heavens, no.
MajorGeneralTso: Great. *Holds his hand out and two streams of magic come out from opposite sides, eventually soldifying into a simple walking stick* Here, use this.
OMG Priam: *inside, there are about forty sheep-looking things, completely devoid of any wool-like substance, which are on fire. They don't seem to mind this in the least.*
OMG Priam: *Kurt uses the stick to balance, and draws some sigils meticulously in the air.*
Orewadare: Fire...sheep?
OMG Priam: *Inside, a couple of the sheep vanish, blinked to some other plane.*
MajorGeneralTso: (...Damn! There really are sheep! I thought it was just an accented ''Shop!'')
PapatymisonN: *starts squirting madly* Damn things!
Lithaladhwen: (I'm AFK right now. Weird grade. It's wrong.)
OMG Priam: *All in all, the sheep are reduced to half their number by the abjuration spells, which reduces the blaze considerably. Each one of the sheep, though, has about half the power of a full elemental.*
OMG Priam: *It's a fight--long, but not hard--to get the rest of them put out.*
Lithaladhwen: *Stands, looking like she has to choose between shooting a kitten and shooting a puppy*
PapatymisonN: ... ugh... FIRE spirits... my natural enemies...
OMG Priam: *It isn't too long before the doorway is fairly clear for non-elementals to enter, and assist.*
OMG Priam: *Which is good, because there's a bunch of other things that are on fire in there, too.*
MajorGeneralTso: *Softly lays down his Package and goes into the shop to help*
Lithaladhwen: *assists in every nonmagical way she can*
DarkLordKelne: *Does so* ... Huh. Burning sheep. How do you shear those?
PapatymisonN: *watering the area*
Orewadare: *enters and begins to deal with flaming things via water*
OMG Priam: *enters too, and smothers a few small fires with earthen magicks.*
MajorGeneralTso: *Water Water everywhere, not a drop to drink.*
OMG Priam: *looks at a metal desk in one corner, and just stops. Gaze falls to the floor.*
OMG Priam: *It isn't long before all the stuff is drenched in the place, and the blaze is negligible.
OMG Priam: *
OMG Priam: *Kurt, meanwhile, escorts himself out to the lawn.*
OMG Priam: *The sheep, too, go outside as more water is thrown about.*
MajorGeneralTso: <...So that's how sheep get themselves on fire. Being elementals.>
Orewadare: Hmmm.... <I should get one for the house. Mom does complain about it being cold in winter.>
Lithaladhwen: (I'll be right back, and then I'll be able to RP again. Okay?)
OMG Priam: (Good times.)
DarkLordKelne: IM: Ah, fire elementals and wooden buildings. Truly a match made in heaven.
MajorGeneralTso: <...But then you could wake up in the middle of the night with what just happened on your hands.> *Exits the building when the job is done.*
OMG Priam: *Thankfully, this building seems to be mostly stone, with metal siding!*
Orewadare: *follows Tai* <I'm sure they'd keep it pinned up in a furnace.>
OMG Priam: I'd like to thank you all. I'm not sure what would have happened if you hadn't helped.
MajorGeneralTso: <How do you keep a sheep made of fire pinned up...?>
PapatymisonN: Oh, no problem.
Orewadare: <The same way we keep our fourth brother pinned up in oblivion.>
Orewadare: Please don't be so formal.
DarkLordKelne: *Takes a curious look about, wondering what other wonders are to be found within the workshop.*
MajorGeneralTso: Glad to have been helpful. *Nods*
OMG Priam: *Not much, it looks like a great deal of what was once in here has turned to slag in the conflagration.*
MajorGeneralTso: <...You guys have a fourth brother?>
OMG Priam: *There is a large pile of mythril bars in one side, though. Very large indeed.*
Orewadare: *Grins*
DarkLordKelne: IM: Pity. Wow, that's a lot of mithril. Wonder what they're using it for?
Lithaladhwen: (I'm back.)
Lithaladhwen: (*Backlogs*)
OMG Priam: I'd offer you some hospitality, but...
OMG Priam: I'm afraid the facility is...well.
PapatymisonN: Toast? No problem.
MajorGeneralTso: Don't worry about it.
Lithaladhwen: Milo? I...I'm sorry I couldn't be more helpful.
Lithaladhwen: *goes to check on him because she feels like hell*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I hope he's okay. I should have done something.
DarkLordKelne: Yeah, it's no problem.
OMG Priam: He's out cold, I'm afraid.
OMG Priam: He's breathing, though. Better than I thought he would be, after a stunt like that.
Lithaladhwen: *more presumed-profanity in her own language*
Lithaladhwen: *sighs*
CGNakibe: (Hm. I should probably use Naeryn sooner or later to go along with all this.)
MajorGeneralTso: Oh! He asked if...the Accord or something was okay?
OMG Priam: Oh, that.
OMG Priam: *thumbs over his shoulder to the tipped-over mechanical doohickey*
DarkLordKelne: So what is it, anyway?
OMG Priam: An autoambulator.
DarkLordKelne: It walks by itself?
OMG Priam: *nods* We've been working on it for some years now, a device to transport people more accessibly than a teleport spell, and more quickly than a horse.
Lithaladhwen: ....That is interesting, I suppose.
DarkLordKelne: Ah. Sounds handy, but where do the fiery sheep of doom come in?
PapatymisonN: ... wow. Nifty.
OMG Priam: A fuel source. The motion generator uses a sort of combustion technique to propel its parts.
OMG Priam: And in order to provide combustion, we needed a material...
Lithaladhwen: ...*shakes her head*
OMG Priam: And these things, which we stumbled upon completely by accident, were perfect...for the....
Lithaladhwen: IM: Not going to think about it.
MajorGeneralTso: Ah...I was wondering if it was magical or not...I guess that's that.
OMG Priam: .....Excuse me. This is....hard for me, right now.
PapatymisonN: (Heh. I only played him yesterday and already people are copying Hardwire's design... :P)
OMG Priam: (Who what now?)
Lithaladhwen: (Aye. Clarify.)
PapatymisonN: (Hardwire. The robot from yesterday's superhero RP?)
Lithaladhwen: *stays by Milo and waits for him to come around*
PapatymisonN: (He was a robot wedge with legs.)
DarkLordKelne: Fair enough. Any questions can wait until your friend's recovered.
MajorGeneralTso: (...Arrogant. Opinion. *Reads a book*)
PapatymisonN: (Heheheheh. ^_^)
MajorGeneralTso: (*Returns to normal colors!*)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Spinners are better than wedges! >:-( )
OMG Priam: (Bacon. *reads a cooking direction sheet*)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Wedges are boring to watch in a fight!)
OMG Priam: Thanks.
OMG Priam: Can I at least know your names?\
Lithaladhwen: *looks up to Kurt* Milo calls me Javid.
Orewadare: Sheng Tsung.
PapatymisonN: Orion Balto. *drops in height a bit to signify bowing*
MajorGeneralTso: Taiar.
Lithaladhwen: You may call me Javid, or Safiyeh.
DarkLordKelne: Jeff Kasan. *Tips his hat*
Lithaladhwen: Whichever you prefer.
MajorGeneralTso: <It's a good thing you know your common, Sheng.>
CGNakibe: (SOULS!)
Orewadare: <I am the genius of the family, you know.>
Orewadare: *pushes up his glasses, smirking contentedly*
PapatymisonN: (Thought: When we log this, won't that text in <> disappear?)
OMG Priam: (Maybe!)
OMG Priam: (Probably not. I think AIM is intelligent about that.)
MajorGeneralTso: (It doesn't. The <> Aim uses is a seperate code from the HTML <>.)
OMG Priam: (Using the ampersand-code)
Lithaladhwen: (Charles: No.)
PapatymisonN: (Kay.)
Lithaladhwen: (I've logged for them before. It's under control!)
MajorGeneralTso: *Laughs* <Someone would beat you if they heard that.>
Lithaladhwen: (I have lots of experience with these things.)
OMG Priam: Taiar, Orion, Sheng, Javid. You have our thanks.
Lithaladhwen: *looks down and shrugs*
OMG Priam: You and Milo know eachother...?
Orewadare: <I wonder... Guess I better brag in common around those people.> *grin*
OMG Priam: *to Javid, of course*
Lithaladhwen: We've met, yes.
MajorGeneralTso: <Good defense. I shouldn't have expected less from you.>
Orewadare: <You're too kind, brother. Too kind.>
OMG Priam: I see. How fortunate that he found you, today.
Lithaladhwen: *lowers big glowy eyes* I think I stand out. He...yelled at me so I followed him.
DarkLordKelne: *Goes back to perusing the workshop*
Lithaladhwen: It seemed important.
PapatymisonN: You did well. *reassurance!*
OMG Priam: *humorless, small laugh.*
DarkLordKelne: *Not that he's liable to learn anything new, but hey, you never know.*
Lithaladhwen: I apologize I was not able to offer magical assistance. I...should have done so.
OMG Priam: *either a large number of papers or a small amount of wood furniture appears to have been here, judging from the piles of ash in parts of the room. There is another door to the main building, but the door is metal and is...*
OMG Priam: *probably still very hot.*
OMG Priam: You....should? I...can't help but wonder what you mean.
PapatymisonN: It's alright. You did quite well. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: <_< Water magic is forbidden, but I know it nonetheless. I was uncertain whether to use it in this case, and I think I may have made the wrong choice.
Lithaladhwen: It probably does not matter here the way it does at home.
Lithaladhwen: That is why I apologized.
DarkLordKelne: IM: Huh. I wonder where home is for her?
PapatymisonN: Well, just do what you think is right and best.
Lithaladhwen: *shrug* It is not for me to decide.
PapatymisonN: Why not/
PapatymisonN: ?
OMG Priam: At home?
Lithaladhwen: The rules of my people are rules that help us survive. That is more important than my opinion. However, here.... I think they are less important.
OMG Priam: I can't recall a kingdom where an entire sphere of magic has been outlawed....
Lithaladhwen: It is not a kingdom. Do you know of the desert west of the Shumans?
Lithaladhwen: That is where my people live.
OMG Priam: I'm familiar with deserts, but not that one so much. Sorry.
DarkLordKelne: Huh. I would've thought the desert is where you'd most need water.
Lithaladhwen: I'm....not supposed to use water magic, but there's already so much water here so maybe it doesn't matter.
OMG Priam: If...if there's no water, shouldn't water magic be encouraged?
Lithaladhwen: *to Jeff* It's a matter of balance. Our ways would die if we had everything we wanted on command. I don't think Common has a good word for it.
Lithaladhwen: We would become....*thinks* The best translation I can ever find is "water-fat."
DarkLordKelne: Ah. Decadent. *Nods*
Lithaladhwen: In some senses, yes. *nods to Jeff* That is a good word.
OMG Priam: I...prefer the term 'soft.'
MajorGeneralTso: *Reshoulders his Package* ...Oh, I gotta get this home. *Starts walking back towards the main of Doma*
DarkLordKelne: I think the lures towards decadence are a bit different here. Water's not regarded as a luxury.
Lithaladhwen: *to Jeff* I know. I'm ...actually trying not to get used to it. My first day in Doma it snowed. I...didn't know what to do. Water and frozen water just fall on you here.
Lithaladhwen: Right out of the sky. All the time. It isn't nearly so common at home.
PapatymisonN: ... would I be a pariah there? o.o
DarkLordKelne: *Nods*
Lithaladhwen: I do not know. A pariah, or a god.
Lithaladhwen: I do not recommend either route.
PapatymisonN: ... god, eh? H-naaaaaah.
PapatymisonN: Too much work.
Lithaladhwen: Good.
DarkLordKelne: Exactly. And anyone who wants the job should never get it.
OMG Priam: How true....
OMG Priam: *checks his hip. Finds his hip. Sighs.*
DarkLordKelne: IM: Have to wonder what would've happened if one of us had said yes, though.
Lithaladhwen: *nods to Jeff* I would not allow it for that very reason.
Lithaladhwen: It isn't a good idea.
Lithaladhwen: *How's Milo about now?*
Orewadare: (this one is going to bed. Those ones, good night.)
PapatymisonN: (Night.)
DarkLordKelne: (Night.)
Lithaladhwen: (Night!)
OMG Priam: *Hey, good timing. Milo stirs!*
CGNakibe has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: Milo?
OMG Priam: Nnghm.
Lithaladhwen: *bends down, her big blue eyes wide with concern* Hey.
OMG Priam: *eyes kind of open, sort of.*
OMG Priam: Nhey....
OMG Priam: 'm ah ded?
Lithaladhwen: No.
DarkLordKelne: IM: Oh, come on - that old line never works.
OMG Priam: Oh. Gewd.
Lithaladhwen: Yes. How do you feel?
OMG Priam: Ogh. Teir'd...soer...
OMG Priam: 's th' feir oot?
PapatymisonN: Yup!
Lithaladhwen: Don't worry about it. The others sorted it out.
OMG Priam: *relaxes a little.*
OMG Priam: An' Kurt? An' th' Accord?
OMG Priam: I'm fine. And we can put it back together, it's in okay shape.
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
OMG Priam: Thaht meens ah 'ave te moove agen, doesn et.
PapatymisonN: Usually does.
OMG Priam: Take a break for a little while. No need to go yet.
OMG Priam: No need t' tell mee tweyce.
Lithaladhwen: Is there anything I can do to help?
OMG Priam: Ooh, dunnae...
DarkLordKelne: Thing's probably not going to get any more broken if it's left for a while.
OMG Priam: Actually, I have a request.
Lithaladhwen: *head tilt, listening*
OMG Priam: My....money pouch was....there.
OMG Priam: And the whole place is smoked up and burnt....
OMG Priam: Do you know of somewhere we can stay, at least until we can get the hammocks rehung?
Lithaladhwen: Oh....I have a room in Doma. You two can take it.
Lithaladhwen: I have it for another two weeks.
PapatymisonN: ... did the bucket burn up?
OMG Priam: I couldn't take that room from you if you don't have somewhere else to stay.
Lithaladhwen: I have plenty of places to stay.
Lithaladhwen: You don't.
OMG Priam: She's go' ya theyre.
Lithaladhwen: *smirk*
OMG Priam: I guess so. All right, thank you very much.
OMG Priam: With luck, we won't need it more than a day.
Lithaladhwen: Take as long as you need. I don't really need it.
PapatymisonN: *bubble* Gosh. I'm yawning all over the place.
Lithaladhwen: It was good to have in a thunderstorm, but even then I had to go outside.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I will never get used to that floating water creature.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I...refuse to get used to it.
PapatymisonN: *goes to his bucket* Mind if I just stay here? I'm too tired to carry this thing back to town..
DarkLordKelne: You don't mind if I stop by once you've got everything back up and running, do you? I'd be quite interested in seeing how it all works.
OMG Priam: I suppose not. Yes, come back anytime.
PapatymisonN: Blurf. G'night folks. *splashes into the bucket, and does not move*
PapatymisonN: (Ass SO tired. I'm going to bed.)
OMG Priam: *rousts a little.* You shyure ye're all reight, Kurt?
Lithaladhwen: (Night, Charles!)
DarkLordKelne: (Night.)
OMG Priam: Aye. We owe these people that much.
OMG Priam: (Night, yo.)
PapatymisonN: (NIght.)
PapatymisonN has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: Actually.... you know... why don't you just take the room for the whole two weeks? I should actually be moving on anyway, and I've already paid for it.
Lithaladhwen: That way you can take your time fixing things.
OMG Priam: I'm not sure I could abide with that.
OMG Priam: We also don't want to get 'fat.'
Lithaladhwen: *blink* Understood.
OMG Priam: Nice as it sounds right now...
DarkLordKelne: *Stretches* Well, I'd better be on my way. Got to get the shopping done at some point.
Lithaladhwen: However, I am leaving. I'll probably just leave the room empty...so take your time.
Lithaladhwen: *waves to Jeff* It was good to meet you.
OMG Priam: Yes. Thank you, Jeff.
OMG Priam: Wheyre ye goen?
Lithaladhwen: East. To the Val'ri Sea.
Lithaladhwen: I want to see it.
DarkLordKelne: See you round. *Makes his own way off*
Lithaladhwen: (Thanks for hanging out with us, Sir Kelne!)
Lithaladhwen: (Bed is soon for me as well, I think.)
Lithaladhwen: Perhaps on my way back I'll stop to see how things are going with you. Would that be all right?
OMG Priam: Aye, 'at wood be gewd.
Lithaladhwen: *smile* Then that is what I'll do.
OMG Priam: *stretches* Ouww! Agh, 'at's gonna smaert...
OMG Priam: Take your time, Milo. Say, where is this 'place in Doma?' Doma is full of places.
Lithaladhwen: It is.
Lithaladhwen: I'm in the Ivory Horn. It was recommended to me, and it has been a good place to stay.
Lithaladhwen: Tell them Safiyeh sent you, and there should be no problems.
OMG Priam: Saffeeyeah?
Lithaladhwen: IM: Damn. I was trying to avoid that.
Lithaladhwen: Yes. That's... my name.
OMG Priam: Hunh. I thought it was Jayveed.
Lithaladhwen: Javid is the name I've used since I was very young, so it's how most people know me.
OMG Priam: *Ah thot et was
Lithaladhwen: IM: Plus it would be easier to say with your bizarre diction.
OMG Priam: Ah see!
Lithaladhwen: I didn't start using my real name until I was twelve.
Lithaladhwen: (Milo would remember that her parents were passing her off as a boy until then.)
Lithaladhwen: So Javid is just as good, really.
OMG Priam: (Ooh, reight, th' whoole heir thin, eh?)
OMG Priam: (minus parentheses)
Lithaladhwen: <_< Yes.
Lithaladhwen: You...may call me whichever name you prefer. It makes little difference to me.
OMG Priam: Aye. *taps nose, slowly.* Sayfeiyah et es, 'en.
Lithaladhwen: *slow nod* If.... you wish.
Lithaladhwen: I can walk you over if you like. That way they know I'm giving you my room.
OMG Priam: That would be much appreciated, but I'm afraid we will not be able to be very quick about it in our condition...
Lithaladhwen: Don't worry about it.
Lithaladhwen: All the more reason to have company, yes?
OMG Priam: I don't see how that particularly makes sense, but I appreciate the gesture regardless.
OMG Priam: *hits Kurt's shoulder.* Doan be dis'spectin th' ladee, naow.
Lithaladhwen: *laughs* Now there's a consideration I'm not used to. Think nothing of it. If you're injured it would be irresponsible of me to leave you out here.
Lithaladhwen: Think what would happen if I did that at home? Very dangerous.
Lithaladhwen: So....we walk?
OMG Priam: I suppose we're going to have to get Milo moving sooner or later. Come on.
OMG Priam: Awgh...
OMG Priam: *heaves himself up a bit, with much effort.*
OMG Priam: *a bit more, and he's upright and on two legs.*
OMG Priam: *fadeout?*
Lithaladhwen: *Ja*
Lithaladhwen: </RP>
Lithaladhwen: Thanks for starting the RP, Priam.
OMG Priam: Sometimes I wonder what in the world possessed me to create those two. Because it was toally the right decision.
Lithaladhwen: RP = good.
OMG Priam: Indeed!
Lithaladhwen: It was.
Lithaladhwen: I actually have more than one character who knows them, which is odd because you don't RP them enough. >: (
OMG Priam: Indeed!
Lithaladhwen: Anyway.
Lithaladhwen: Bed is now so that Brian and I can leave tomorrow.
OMG Priam: I think you have three that know them, which is absurd
Lithaladhwen: Only two.
Lithaladhwen: Tassi and Javid.
Lithaladhwen: Oh!
Lithaladhwen: No. You're right. Yadali.
Lithaladhwen: Wow.
OMG Priam: Wow indeed.
OMG Priam: Anyway, bed yes. You travel, me work.
DarkLordKelne: Night, people.
Lithaladhwen: Yup!
Lithaladhwen: *logs*
Lithaladhwen: Night all.
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