You have just entered room "peacewarandrp."
FFFan80 has entered the room.
Besyanteo has entered the room.
Besyanteo: !
Deus Fio: ?!
AngeloState606 has entered the room.
Besyanteo: *Tackles Dave*
Besyanteo: You will RP?! =D
Lithaladhwen: Spleen. I did a run.
Lithaladhwen: *thumbs up*
Deus Fio: I noticed! Thanks :D
AngeloState606: Which is the lesser of two evils: Glasses or contacts?
DarkLordKelne has entered the room.
Deus Fio: Depends.
Besyanteo: Glasses, I feel.
Deus Fio: I, personally, look kind of awesome in glasses.
Besyanteo: *biased*
MajorGeneralTso has entered the room.
Deus Fio: Darkknight literally can't wear contacts because he has tiny-ass Asian eyes.
AngeloState606: Hmm...
FFFan80: >_x
Besyanteo: Arpee?! =D
MajorGeneralTso: I will lurk though...
AngeloState606: I like contacts because they don't get smudged up every 4 minutes, needing cleaning...
MajorGeneralTso: *Lurk Lurk*
AngeloState606: But at the same time, contacts like to move around and dry out...
AngeloState606: *snarl*
Deus Fio: That's literally the reason. He's pissed because he can't get contacts because his eyes are too Asian.
AngeloState606: How the heck could contacts not fit his eyes?
Deus Fio: Good question!
Besyanteo: The contacts are racist, see.
AngeloState606: He's just not poking his eye hard enough...
AngeloState606: That's the problem.
Deus Fio: "I'm thinking about getting contacts"
AngeloState606: Eye poking solves EVERYTHING!
Deus Fio: "BUt I my eyes are too fucking small, so they won't go it..."
Deus Fio: Me: "XD"
Deus Fio: Joe: Yeah, shut the fuck up
Deus Fio: That's directly out of my autolog.
AngeloState606: *snicker*
Deus Fio: Well, sans screennames etc.
AngeloState606: He just has to hold them open...
Deus Fio: ANYWAY. Any ideas for settings etc.?
AngeloState606: Maybe someone ought to explain that to him...
Deus Fio: No, I think his eyes are actually physically too small.
AngeloState606: Hmm...that sucks.
AngeloState606: Childrens contacts?
Besyanteo: *Jams to bulldog mansion*
Deus Fio: You've never seen this guy before. Fucking slits. I don't think he has eyeballs. They look like they might be, like, flat or something.
Deus Fio: RIGHT. So, RP.
Deus Fio: Any gen/setting ideas?
AngeloState606: *indifferent*
Besyanteo: PReference for first gen!
Lithaladhwen: I'm okay with that.
DarkLordKelne: No objections here.
Deus Fio: Whatever.
Besyanteo: Baron or Doma? Or somewhere else?
Deus Fio: Don't have any characters in Baron, but I could come up with one.
Deus Fio: I've only got characters in Doma and Ka'thalar.
Besyanteo: Baron is all "DRAMA" right now. Has spleen read up on the situation there yet?
Besyanteo: Domans would know of things, but if people wanted to do other stuff then Doma has the advantage of it not being the all encompassing drive of the CI.
Lithaladhwen: See, Tassi has very little of interest to add to the dialogue here. She spent the war in Riva pretending she wasn't Baronian.
Lithaladhwen: Ohshits, expatriot.
Besyanteo: Heh.
Besyanteo: ... Does anyone have preference for a location? >.>
AngeloState606: Just throw something out there...
Deus Fio: Some manner of cultural festival?
FFFan80: Not that I'm biased or anything
FFFan80: *cough*
FFFan80: Baron? =D;
Deus Fio: I've been meaning to run some kind of RP involving a cultural festival. I was going to do one for Elemaer a long time ago, but that fell through.
Lithaladhwen: I'll be here in a bit. I have a secondlife thing to do for my professor's amusement.
Lithaladhwen: I'll probably be about twenty minutes.
Besyanteo: KAyo Ashley.
Besyanteo: So we've got a vote for Baron CI, and one for Cultural FEstival...
Besyanteo: ... Which I'm not sure what we'd do with, really.
AngeloState606: I'm up for Baron...
Lithaladhwen: Eh. I'll come in with Tassi once I've found something sufficiently crazy to screencap for Elise.
DarkLordKelne: I feel like plot, but it's difficult to throw something like that together on the spur of the moment.
Deus Fio: I mean if we do Doma, we could do something involving something like a cultural festival.
Deus Fio: In Baron, I dunno.
Lithaladhwen: Spleen: Do you have a specific one in mind?
Lithaladhwen: Because Vermilis has one every fall, and Myrnal coordinates the dances.
Deus Fio: *shrug* I dunno!
Lithaladhwen: I've been looking for an opportunity to play one, and just haven't because she doesn't CI well without lots of people she already knows.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, I think my horrid gamething is ready.
Lithaladhwen: *lurks*
Deus Fio: But it's one of the CI ideas I've always thought would be more interesting than meeting in a bar or the street.
Lithaladhwen: Aye.
Besyanteo: Hm.
Lithaladhwen: I absolutely agree.
Lithaladhwen: But perhaps Baron tonight, and the festival another night, now that I know other people give a damn about it.
Lithaladhwen: *lurks, for real*
Besyanteo: HEh.
Besyanteo: However, Spleen does have a point. I should make this an event!
Deus Fio: <zoidberg>Yay, people are paying attention to me!</zoidberg>
Besyanteo: Because the RP did sort of crawl the other night.
Besyanteo: ... crap, lag. Still, let's give this a try.
Deus Fio: I need a character, though, if it's Baron.
Deus Fio: Is it Baron?
Besyanteo: <RP>
Besyanteo: (Yes. ... owfucklag)
Deus Fio: (*bracketize*)
Besyanteo: (... Oh hell, THAT'S why.)
Besyanteo: (*shuts of bittorrent*)
Besyanteo: (There!)
FFFan80: (You can turn the speed down on that, you know =D; )
FFFan80: (least in 5.0 )
DarkLordKelne: (That'd do it.)
Besyanteo: (Eh. Either wait it's still going to take something like a week.)
Besyanteo: (Anywho...)
AngeloState606: (Ready when y'all are!)
Besyanteo: *It's been some days since the dramatic events in the castle Baron. Since then there have been countless small street fights, the guards struggle even now to supress violence between opposing factions.*
Besyanteo: *At reduced capacity, what with all the exilings of those loyal to the ex-monarch. Things seem to be coming to a head. So no one is particularly surprised when it is announced that the council will adress the people.*
Besyanteo: *That address is to be made tonight. Security is as high as the Guard's meagre resources will allow right now.*
Besyanteo: *The council members should be approacing the castle balcony within the next half hour... Where are you?!*
Besyanteo: *And just as importantly, who are you?*
DarkLordKelne: *One of the people in the crowd is one Jeffery Kasan, red mage and Gunnir graduate, as his outfit will testify. Those who know him would find him oddly serious. But then, this is his home.*
Besyanteo: (Oh: Does anyone need the information linked?)
Deus Fio: (The stuff on the Wiki?)
Besyanteo: (Yup)
Deus Fio: (Reading it now.(
Deus Fio: *)
Besyanteo: (Kayo)
AngeloState606: *Toward the back of the croud stands a young woman, with brown hair tied up in a bun, looking rather bored*
AngeloState606: <Dimitira>
FFFan80: (*prepares to do something semi-nuts*)
Besyanteo: (Heh. Feel free to do things that seem ridiculous. =D)
DarkLordKelne: IM: Alright, the king's been ousted. I suppose we can live with that. But what the hell does anyone know about the people in charge now?
FFFan80: *amongst the crowd, a trio of elderly woman stand about, eagerly awaiting the coming announcement*
FFFan80: <.<? *one bears long silver hair and thick black eyebrows, glancing about with green eyes and adjusting her Ishtarian robes*
FFFan80: 6.< *another adjusts her long brown dress, straightening her apron, then her hooded blouse*
AngeloState606: IM: Hohum...get on with it, already...
DarkLordKelne: IM: Probably a bunch of power-hungry schemers who've seized their chance to grab the reins of power.
AngeloState606: IM: Bloody mutiners...
Deus Fio: <Morris Wright>
FFFan80: 9.9 *the last seems rather hearty for an elderly woman, her hair tied back in a ponytail, wearing what appears to be a male workshirt, pants, and boots*
Besyanteo: (Ok, I recognize Sheila, but...)
FFFan80: My my... such violence... I do hope they realize what they're doing... ~_~;
AngeloState606: IM: I wonder if Kobakk will be around for this?
FFFan80: Oh, I know what you mean Shelie. I still can't believe the king is gone... v_v
AngeloState606: *Looks around over the crowd*
AngeloState606: IM: Doesn't look like it...
FFFan80: <_< ...you keep talking like that, and you'll probably end up in the stockade.
Besyanteo: *Dimitria indeed does no see him. ... Come to think of it,*
FFFan80: >_> ...or worse...
Besyanteo: *The foriegn woman doesn't see much of any non-human race.*
Deus Fio: *A man - medium-height, slight of build, with thick gray hair and horn-rimmed glasses - stands among those in the crowd.*
FFFan80: o_o; ...y...you really think so Gerty? I... I can't go to jail! Who'll cook Jim's dinner? Or look after Magaret's little ones or...
FFFan80: e_e++ *glares*
AngeloState606: O.o
FFFan80: >\/>; Oh calm down, Betsy, she's just trying to scare you.
Besyanteo: (A few minutes more while I collect my thoughts... feel free to mingle/overhear one another, etc.)
FFFan80: <.<? Really? What about George?
DarkLordKelne: IM: At least we're not in the middle of a civil war. That's the last thing the country needs.
FFFan80: ¬_¬ ...George was drunk, and threatening to throw all of them overboard the next airship flight out to Doma, dear.
Deus Fio: *He speaks to a man next to him, whom he apparently knows.* Funny that they didn't kill the king, isn't it? That's the normal way of things.
FFFan80: Oh pish posh... I've said worse when I'm sober... >_>
FFFan80: *sighs*
AngeloState606: *She starts inspecting her nails, waiting for the show to begin*
AngeloState606: *sigh*
FFFan80: *seeing as the two ladies will be 'discussing' things awhile, decides to talk to someone else*
FFFan80: >.>?
FFFan80: o.o? *pokes the sighing woman*
DarkLordKelne: *At the man's comment* Kill him and he'd be a martyr. They're smart enough to avoid that if possible.
Deus Fio: *glances over to the mage near him* Leave him alive and he can come back with an army. Take back the throne.
Lithaladhwen: (Well, that was weird.)
Deus Fio: (I almost referenced Napoleon, then went "Oh, wait, not Earth.")
Lithaladhwen: (For my teacher I have a picture of Shakti standing in a room full of people, two of whom could be described as a topless girl grinding on an anthropomorphic tiger.)
DarkLordKelne: (.....)
FFFan80: (...)
Besyanteo: (Welcome to SL.)
AngeloState606: (Interesting.)
Deus Fio: (Sweet. Get me some of that.)
Besyanteo: (Although, admittedly,)
Besyanteo: (I'm wondering where Pyramid head is, because he'd totally get in on that.)
Besyanteo: (And is aparently all over Second Life.)
DarkLordKelne: And plunge the country into a war that'd last years. Nobody wants that.
Lithaladhwen: (The new version of SL sucks my fictitious balls.)
Deus Fio: Who's to say what a king, slighted, would want? Or if not him, his heirs.
Lithaladhwen: (So, where are we, and whom are you people?)
Deus Fio: (I am...Morris Wright.)
Deus Fio: (Nondescript older gentleman.)
FFFan80: (<Shelia> <Gertrude><Betsy>)
AngeloState606: *Just notices a little old lady trying to get her attention*
AngeloState606: Yes, my lady?
Besyanteo: (Ad-hoc GM.)
Lithaladhwen: (Shelia, eh?)
DarkLordKelne: (Jeff)
FFFan80: This is quite a turn of events, isn't it?
AngeloState606: It is, indeed.
FFFan80: Still can't believe it... v_v
AngeloState606: Although, all that I know has been relayed to me...
Besyanteo: (Feel free to enter Tassi and stuff. *works*)
Lithaladhwen: (I know a few people in here, and this is encouraging.)
AngeloState606: I haven't really been around long enough to know about the political climate here.
DarkLordKelne: He could've made a fight of it, from what I hear.
AngeloState606: *pat pat*
AngeloState606: You are not alone in your grief.
FFFan80: Oh, thank you dear ^_^
AngeloState606: I met a man just yesterday who is most destraught.
AngeloState606: (*distraught)
FFFan80: o_o? Really now?
AngeloState606: *Nods*
AngeloState606: I do not see him here today, but I am not surprised.
FFFan80: *nod*
FFFan80: I understand.
AngeloState606: He wants to distance himself from this reality as much as possible...
FFFan80: ...Well...
DarkLordKelne: Maybe he'll change his mind, maybe not. But I don't think they'd have let him leave the country if he were going to stir up trouble.
FFFan80: I suppose we all have our ways of dealing witht this.
AngeloState606: This is true.
Deus Fio: (Does he have heirs?)
AngeloState606: I must admit, from what I've heard thus far, it does seem that this was a most unjust event.
FFFan80: Honestly, I didn't wish to be here either >_>;
FFFan80: But my friends suggested I be here for this.
DarkLordKelne: IM: Truth be told, I doubt he has the popularity to muster an army.
Deus Fio: (Are we all within earshot of one another?)
Besyanteo: (Pretty much. Also!)
Deus Fio: (Or speaking range, rather?)
AngeloState606: Oh?
Besyanteo: *there's a stirring from the front of the crowd!*
AngeloState606: Well...perhaps they hope to gain some peace of mind...
AngeloState606: *notices the stir*
FFFan80: Perhaps... hmm? o.o? *looks*
FFFan80: o_o? o_ó? *ditto*
DarkLordKelne: *Returns his attention to the front*
Besyanteo: *It looks like... Yes! The council members are coming out, onto the balcony!*
DarkLordKelne: IM: Gods, I hate politics.
MajorGeneralTso: (...Tempted to appear.)
MajorGeneralTso: (CURSE YOU RPING FOLK!)
AngeloState606: *Finds a barrel nearby and stands on it to get a better look*
Besyanteo: (Tai would get bloated so fast. =D)
Deus Fio: *Morris begins to write on a pad of paper.*
Besyanteo: *There are 9 of them!*
AngeloState606: *Watches with a curled lip*
Besyanteo: *Three women, six men. An elderly fellow in flowing navy blue robes stands at the forefront.*
Besyanteo: *His hair is silver, and he's balding on top. Still, he manages to look very regal standing there in the cold, just a bit above everyone. A gold clip on his mantle collar signifies his position as ehad Councilman, representing -
Besyanteo: the capital of Baron itself.*
Besyanteo: (... a sec. x_x agfrdsddsfs.)
Deus Fio: *Anyone looking over Morris' shoulder can read...nothing. Personally stenography, sorry.*
Besyanteo: People of Baron. We stand as a nation divided. This can not be.
Deus Fio: *flipflipflip NEW PAGE scribble scribble scribble scribble*
AngeloState606: *arms cross*
Deus Fio: *he barely sounds out the last couple words* This...can...not...be.
Lithaladhwen: (I may be in once I've uploaded something.)
Deus Fio: *back to first page, scribble scribble*
Besyanteo: The events of the past four days have already had a profound impact upon our nation, emotionally, economically.
Besyanteo: (Wow, this is REALLY hard to word.)
Deus Fio: *other page, scriiiiible scribble scribble you get the idea he's takign it word for word*
Deus Fio: *taking
AngeloState606: *yawn!*
Deus Fio: (Well, yeah, that's why you don't write speeches for politicians.)
Besyanteo: Already this division has brought hunger and strife to our cities. Not all of you, but enough of you are refusing to work, refusing to leave your homes... And thought you may not believe it, we understand why.
Deus Fio: Hn.
Deus Fio: *writes some more*
Besyanteo: We address you in hopes of bridging this division. It will be hard to accept...
Deus Fio: Worst part of the job, this...
Besyanteo: But here today, we will give you, the people, the full facts of the ex King, Trevor Harvey, his plans for this great nation,
Besyanteo: And his crimes against the public.
AngeloState606: *hoc spit*
Besyanteo: *Instantly there is uproar*
FFFan80: ....e_e
Besyanteo: *The councilman is physically rebuffed by the sheer level of noise, but he soon recomposes*
Deus Fio: Mm. Hell of a reaction.
Deus Fio: *a note is made on the first page again*
FFFan80: <_< *pats shoulder* control yourself.
FFFan80: ¬_¬ ...I know THAT, I'm not a bloody child...
DarkLordKelne: IM: You can see why they've got the guard out.
Besyanteo: *He spreads his hands out, and while the mob does not quiet significantly,*
Besyanteo: *It seems the enchantments on his voice are sufficient for him to continue: *
AngeloState606: *Head shake*
Besyanteo: You have almost certainly heard rumors that the old King was making plans to attack our southern neihgbors, Avon and Thiece.
Besyanteo: *he reaches his hound out to a guard, he hands over a scroll.* I hold those plans in my hand.
Besyanteo: *Some of the noise dies, but not much.*
AngeloState606: BLOODY LIES!
FFFan80: o_o
Deus Fio: *writes more* The plot thickens.
FFFan80: That... can't be...
FFFan80: o_ó ...mighty convenient evidence...
Besyanteo: *what a coincidence!* This is no lie, no forgery. The writing has been well analyzed. It is Trevor Harvey's own script.
Besyanteo: All the royal diviners agree, these documents were drawn up by the ex-King.
MajorGeneralTso: *A voice pops up from beneath Dimitria, next to her barrel* It seems like I've missed something important in coming late.
AngeloState606: *Looks down*
Besyanteo: *The crowd starts to die down some more. Much more significantly this time.*
AngeloState606: Indeed.
Deus Fio: Royal diviners. Hn.
AngeloState606: The council-members are presenting "evidence" to prove the King's guilt...
MajorGeneralTso: *Taiar stands there! His hands in his pants pockets and watching the events unfold* Ah...
Besyanteo: Furthermore, after further study of these plans, a raid of the Cidolfas Airfields confirmed some of our worst fears.
DarkLordKelne: *frowns* IM: There's something seriously wrong here. Nobody could be foolish enough to attack both Avon and Theice at once...
Besyanteo: OVer half of the old fleet has been restored to full battle capability.
FFFan80: o_O
AngeloState606: *Shakes her head*
FFFan80: ... my my. Interesting.
AngeloState606: Where's Kobakk?? He ought to be here for this...
FFFan80: ...b...but...why.... why would he possibly do such a thing?
MajorGeneralTso: He may be in this crowd somewhere...I'm surprised I found you in it.
DarkLordKelne: IM: That's not the sort of thing you can fake easily...
Besyanteo: Please trust, good people, we did not act in haste. It pains me to say it, but... *wow, he must be a very good actor. Or... Sincere?*
Lithaladhwen: (I'm tempted to play more than one person here.)
Deus Fio: *taking more notes*
Lithaladhwen: (Two people are asking for attention.)
Besyanteo: Our once King was a traitor to us. In every sen- *the rest is fairly overwhelmed by the onslaught of voices that rise up*
Deus Fio: *the friend he was speaking to before is also taking notes of his own*
Besyanteo: *An attendant takes a moment to work some spells on the councilman*
Besyanteo: *A moment later: *
Besyanteo: *Much louder...*
Deus Fio: *trying to be heard over the noise* Spirited bunch, don't you think?
Deus Fio: Friend: Agreed.
Besyanteo: In every sense that mattered. Our most sacred trusts violated, our path to a peaceful Baron nearly snatched out from under us, forever.
Besyanteo: ... And it is with that in mind that we did not execute him.
Besyanteo: *The rabble dies down some. Though their faces are still very intense.*
Deus Fio: Has to rely on magic to be heard over the voices below him. Not a point toward him in my book.
DarkLordKelne: IM: How the hell would you expect to keep recommissioning the fleet a secret? Who would you find to man the ships?
Besyanteo: *his voice reduces in volume!*
Deus Fio: *Morris seems quite emotionally detached from the procedure, but listening intently*
Besyanteo: We could not in good concious dole out death as a path to peace for our nation. It would be a moot gesture.
Besyanteo: And so he was exiled, to where he can do the nation no further harm.
AngeloState606: IT WAS A SET UP!!!
Besyanteo: (Because it was brought up: )
Deus Fio: Nn. Set up.
Besyanteo: (Anyone tempted to steal my thunder may do so. =D Just makes things more interesting.)
Deus Fio: *evidently jots this note down*
AngeloState606: WHY WAS THERE NO TRIAL!!!
Besyanteo: *whispers in the crowd... Dimitria is getting some attention.*
Besyanteo: *The councilan, however...*
Deus Fio: *w* We have a firebrand.
Deus Fio: *watches Dimitria out of the corner of his eye as he jots a few more notes down*
Besyanteo: We are currenting working to disarm the airships, which will be scrapped this time, their raw materials used in the reparation of homes and cities, so this may never happen again.
Lithaladhwen: (.....)
Besyanteo: Those parts not suitable for reuse will be burned, or melted down for slag.
MajorGeneralTso: ...It doesn't look like they're taking you seriously.
AngeloState606: ANSWER THE QUESTION!!!
Besyanteo: (currently*)
FFFan80: *...eeeedges the hell away from Dimitria* >_>;
Lithaladhwen: *voice from next to Dimitria* Cripple my bloody country why don't you.
DarkLordKelne: *Flicks a glance towards the guards, seeing whether any are taking a particular interest in the agitator*
Lithaladhwen: Take away the airships my arse.
Besyanteo: *Dimitria has one thing going for her: *
Lithaladhwen: *The Baronian chick next to Dimitria...Tassi!*
Besyanteo: *There's a few thousand people here, and she's in the middle of a crowd. It will atleast take a minute for the udnerstaffed guards to consider doing somehting about her.*
Besyanteo: (... testing. Everyone still see things ok?)
Besyanteo: (My chats are acting a little funny.)
AngeloState606: (It's fine on this end.)
Lithaladhwen: Give them what for. *lays a hand on Dimitria's shoulder* I'm a healer.
Lithaladhwen: Don't worry about the guards.
DarkLordKelne: IM: Looks like she's safe for the time being. Whether she's been marked, though...
AngeloState606: *Smirks at the woman*
AngeloState606: *w* Just like to stir the pot a bit..*wink*
Deus Fio: (Fine here.)
MajorGeneralTso: *Glances at Tassi and chuckles* ...With two of them, this may get interesting quickly.
DarkLordKelne: (All good.)
Deus Fio: This should be good. *jotjotjot*
AngeloState606: PEOPLE OF BARON!!! DID TREVOR NOT DESERVE A FAIR TRIAL???
Besyanteo: Furthermore, it has been decided that we have been at odds with our neihgbors for too long-
Besyanteo: *The crowd around Dimitria is starting to get worked up, though they look a little confused. Is it possible they didn't know this...?*
Lithaladhwen: *shouts* He was no warmongering tyrant! His people never decided he was!
Besyanteo: *And guards are definitely starting to take interest*
Lithaladhwen: You did!
DarkLordKelne: *Flicks a glance sideways* You're awfully blase about this.
Deus Fio: (To Morris?)
Lithaladhwen: (*pimps Dimitria 1x sassy pacifist*)
AngeloState606: WE CALL FOR JUSTICE FOR TREVOR!!!!
DarkLordKelne: (Yep.)
Besyanteo: *The concilman continues on. Unhearing or uncaring.*
FFFan80: >_>? ...well someone's being vocal about this...
Besyanteo: *While guards elbow towards the women!*
Deus Fio: I'm a historian. I'm out here to write what's going on.
FFFan80: o.o?
Besyanteo: We will send trade emmisaries to the Nation of Avon at once.
FFFan80: ...oh dear o_o; *notes the guards*
DarkLordKelne: Ah, an academic.
MajorGeneralTso: *Watches the crowd shift as armor moves towards him* I think you two girls are about to have trouble.
Besyanteo: *Mind you, it's not easy.*
Deus Fio: These are new times for Baron, and I'm glad I'm here to see them.
AngeloState606: WHEN WILL ONE OF YOU END UP BEING EXILED WITHOUT A FAIR TRIAL??!? WHERE WILL IT END?!??
Besyanteo: *But they're progressing! You have maybe all of 30 seconds*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, trouble. I have a perfect reputation.
Lithaladhwen: *stands quietly between Dimitria and the guards and nods in greeting*
Lithaladhwen: IM: They're doing this because the----
DarkLordKelne: *Quietly starts gathering up energy for a spell before stepping forwards in line with the women*
Besyanteo: *The guard has manacles waiting, and he doesn't look like he minds what he's doign at all.*
Deus Fio: *writingwritingwriting*
Lithaladhwen: *exclaims* Goddess above. I've met you! *to a guard*
Besyanteo: (OK: )
Besyanteo: (... Wait, what.)
Lithaladhwen: I healed your broken leg when I was fifteen!
AngeloState606: <.<
Lithaladhwen: (Nothing. She's a healer here. She likes to throw it at guards a lot.)
Besyanteo: (... Ha ha ha. Ok: )
AngeloState606: (Heh. clever!)
Lithaladhwen: (She does this in Doma, too.)
Besyanteo: (We need a system.)
Deus Fio: (He means it this time, guys.)
Besyanteo: (Freestyle, dice, window?)
Besyanteo: (Spleen: =D)
Lithaladhwen: (Um. Hrm. Tassi exists in D&D and PS. But freestyle would work fine for her.)
AngeloState606: (Dimitria has no PS yet...)
Lithaladhwen: (It's not like she's going to try and kill anybody. She's Tassi.)
AngeloState606: (Freestyle!)
MajorGeneralTso: (I'm up for whatever. <.<...)
Besyanteo: (Freestyle works.)
Deus Fio: (When are we going to come up with ThisTimeSys?)
DarkLordKelne: (Freestyle will do for me.)
Besyanteo: (...)
Lithaladhwen: (Right before you die.)
Deus Fio: (Or INeedASys)
Besyanteo: (*applies a trout to SPleen's head.*)
Deus Fio: (:D That made me laugh because it made me think of NetHack.)
Besyanteo: *The guard is already reaching for Tassi's shoulder* Outta th' way!
DarkLordKelne: *He's going to let them get within about 5 paces before taking action.*
AngeloState606: *To Tassi* Are you ready for what's next?
Besyanteo: (... wait, font)
Besyanteo: *This is the guard now! Totally!*
Besyanteo: *He looks like he's gonna shove her! What will she do?*
DarkLordKelne: *In the form of a conjured ice slick right under the oncoming guards' feet.*
AngeloState606: (Shove whom?)
Deus Fio: *to his friend* Keep writing about the speech. *tears a page out of his pad and passes it to him*
Besyanteo: (... >XD)
Lithaladhwen: *lets herself be shoved and in turn shoves Dimitria past a couple of other poeple, hoping to buy the girl some time*
Besyanteo: (Wow. I totally missed that one from Kelne.)
Besyanteo: *And...*
OnlineHost: DarkLordKelne rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
Besyanteo: *You know, that's a weak Shove.*
Lithaladhwen: (Kelne!)
Besyanteo: *Probably because the guard is now on his ass, cursing up a storm in confusion*
Lithaladhwen: (*laugh*)
AngeloState606: *Is shoved and consequently tipped off of her barrel*
Lithaladhwen: *hisses* Girl, go!
Besyanteo: *While we're on the subject of unfortunate accidents,*
DarkLordKelne: For shame, sir. This is a free nation, and the lady is entitled to speak her mind.
Besyanteo: *Do you know how hard it is to stand after a fall in full armor?*
AngeloState606: *Lands on her feet and leaps through the crowd*
Besyanteo: *Especially in a thrall of angry peole*
MajorGeneralTso: Whoop. The fire ran away from you there, Guard. *Watches the armored man struggle with a smile*
Besyanteo: (Also: Baron actually doesn't have anything like a freedom of speech. :o)
Lithaladhwen: *sighs and crouches next to the guard, shouting to be heard right next to him*
Lithaladhwen: Are you all right?
Besyanteo: (It's just assumed you won't get gutted for speaking your mind anyway.)
Lithaladhwen: IM: That girl wasn't local. At least I'm a citizen.
Besyanteo: *cursing!*
Besyanteo: *MEanwhile...*
AngeloState606: *Appears up on another barrel some 30 feet away*
Lithaladhwen: *stands and offers him a hand to assist* No sense in you being trampled!
Besyanteo: *The councilman has go one to talk about peace with Avon,*
AngeloState606: WE MUST DEMAND A FAIR TRIAL!!! A FAIR TRIAL FOR TREVOR!!!!
Lithaladhwen: *glances over at Dimitria* IM: Good girl.
Besyanteo: *and prosperity for both nations...*
MajorGeneralTso: It might help to relieve some of the tension around if he does get run over.
Besyanteo: ... *but he's slowing down, as the crowd turns to the foriegn woman.*
Deus Fio: *Morris is caught in the middle of the sort of situation that some historians have wet dreams about.*
AngeloState606: *Looks around to ensure no guards are close enough to her to cause her harm*
DarkLordKelne: IM: Because demons are fundamentally trustworthy people.
Besyanteo: *She's on a barrel in the middle of a crowd.*
AngeloState606: JUSTICE!
AngeloState606: JUSTICE!
Besyanteo: *She is in both the best and worst position ever: *
AngeloState606: JUSTICE!
Besyanteo: (If I may: )
Besyanteo: *Dimitria will never be reached on foot from here. however,*
DarkLordKelne: IM: Well, I doubt the guards are getting at her now.
Besyanteo: *If things turn nasty, she's in the perfect position to become a martyr by missile weapon.*
AngeloState606: COME ON PEOPLE!! DEMAND JUSTICE FOR YOUR KING!
Besyanteo: *... They do!*
Besyanteo: *Slowly at first, but a chant rises among the people,*
Besyanteo: *And the council doesn't look happy at all*
Lithaladhwen: *Giving up on helping that guard, Tassi heads over to make sure Dimitria doesn't get herself killed.*
Besyanteo: *Now, there's a good and a bad side to all things: *
Besyanteo: *The good side is, Dimitria has now gotten the crowd up in arms about the King.*
Besyanteo: *The bad side is... well,*
Besyanteo: *She's gotten them up in arms about the king.*
AngeloState606: *down she goes from the barrel and sneaks up to the castle wall*
Besyanteo: *Mostly rocks and other hard, throwable objects.*
Besyanteo: *How?*
Lithaladhwen: *follows her, unwilling to let the girl go get herself killed*
Besyanteo: *She's surrounded by a sea of tightly packed people.*
FFFan80: ...Sheila, let's go find Betsy.
Lithaladhwen: (Not up the wall. Up to it?)
FFFan80: >\/> This is getting bad...
AngeloState606: *Up TO the wall*
Deus Fio: *Morris is reading over what he's written with one eye and trying to keep himself from dying with the other as he follows the charismatic woman.*
DarkLordKelne: IM: And now we see what their true colours are. This could turn ugly fast.
Lithaladhwen: (Same way they're moving. It's theoretically possible.)
Besyanteo: (This implies she can set foot to cobblestone.)
Lithaladhwen: (Ah, this is fair.)
FFFan80: ...y...yes, perhaps that's a good idea.. >_>;
FFFan80: *and the two women go looking for their friend*
AngeloState606: (Maybe she can)
Besyanteo: *The council is being ushured into the castle by the guards!*
Besyanteo: *She'll be able to get down in a second...*
AngeloState606: (Heh)
FFFan80: <_<;;; >_>;;; *freaking the hell out*
Besyanteo: *MEanwhile, the guards have found themselves under fire.*
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 66-sided die: 2
Besyanteo: (... Wow.)
MajorGeneralTso: ...I guess that about ends that catastrophe. *Looking through the crowd for the girls*
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 66-sided die: 10
Besyanteo: (...)
Lithaladhwen: ...Girl, someone's going to get hurt. Get out of here!
Besyanteo: (WOW.)
Lithaladhwen: IM: This is going to be a long day.
AngeloState606: *laughs*
Besyanteo: *The guards... don't fight back! It's demoralizing,*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Just like me. Get into a riot instead of going to work, and look. It's work again.
FFFan80: OhGods...GodsHelpMePlease...IshtarPlease... x.x;;;
Besyanteo: *But no one is getitng hurt! Watch the people riot!*
AngeloState606: *Starts shoving her way back through the crowd, shouting along the way*
AngeloState606: DEMAND JUSTICE! JUSTICE FOR YOUR KING!
Besyanteo: *Meanwhile... no one's headed for Dimitria. She's free to do stuff.*
Besyanteo: Crowd: JUSTICE! JUSTICE! JUSTICE! JUSTICE!
DarkLordKelne: *Sweeps his eyes across the crowd, making sure nobody's getting trampled in the confusion. Which isn't to say keeping his own feet is easy...*
Besyanteo: (results: )
AngeloState606: *Returns to her original barrel and takes a seat on it, looking awfully pleased with herself*
Besyanteo: (First off, none of you gets hurt. Amazingly.)
Deus Fio: *Morris knows what happens to people in history when they defy the leadership, especially new leadership seeking to throw its weight around.*
MajorGeneralTso: ...Welcome back, Dimitria. Have fun? *Enjoys himself a mealie!*
Besyanteo: (Second, The guards don't start shooting. However...)
Deus Fio: *He's scanning for any weapons trained on Dimitria*
AngeloState606: Indeed, I did.
Deus Fio: *surprisingly good eyesight for an old guy, too!*
Besyanteo: *Dimitria now has about a half dozen guards headed for her, being pelted with rocks and rotten vegetables all the way.*
AngeloState606: Oh! Gotta move!
Besyanteo: *And they seem to be arresting people as they go this time, as more join them.*
FFFan80: >_< *getting bumped and shoved* EEK
DarkLordKelne: *In fact, he's also checking that ivory tower hitorian isn't doing anything stupid trying to get close to history in the making.*
MajorGeneralTso: Probably a good idea. *Salutes*
AngeloState606: *She stands on the barrel and jumps straight back*
FFFan80: <\/<; BETSY >\/>;; *tries to find her*
FFFan80: >_>; *ditto*
Besyanteo: *Hey!*
AngeloState606: *Runs over to a nearby building and shimmies her way up to the roof*
MajorGeneralTso: I suppose I should try to give her a hand...*Waits for the guards to approach on their way to Dimitria*
Deus Fio: *Morris is much less ivory tower than he seems.*
Besyanteo: *There's Betsy! Looks like she's stuck in a throng of moving people!*
PapatymisonN has entered the room.
Besyanteo: *Dimitria goes!*
FFFan80: o_o .... e_e
Lithaladhwen: (Hey Charles. Tassi in a riot.)
FFFan80: *tries to shove her way over*
AngeloState606: (THERE you are, Dammit!)
Besyanteo: *And Guards approach Tai...*
PapatymisonN: (Incoming!)
FFFan80: *follows!*
AngeloState606: (Dimitria has just stirred the pot.)
Besyanteo: *Looksl ike they plan to arrest him on contact.*
Besyanteo: *What does he do?*
Besyanteo: (Stirred the pot? Dude.)
Lithaladhwen: *makes her way through the crowd, checking for injured rioters or guards*
Besyanteo: (She turned a state of the nation adress into a street brawl.)
MajorGeneralTso: *Tips the barrel next to him over and rolls it at the guards with a strong kick*
Besyanteo: *They're all over, Tassi. Trampled and pelted with rocks and damn, so many blunt trauma wounds.*
Besyanteo: *No dead yet though.*
PapatymisonN: *Kobakk, being nearby (and sober), comes outside to see what the hoopla's about!*
Lithaladhwen: *go go gadget mass healing spells*
AngeloState606: *UP on the roof of the building*
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
AngeloState606: JUSTICE!
AngeloState606: JUSTICE FOR KING TREVOR!
MajorGeneralTso: (Whooo throws the dice?)
Besyanteo: *Tai kicks it forward! It hits one of them, who goes down...*
Besyanteo: *And two others fall on him,*
Besyanteo: *Which leaves three pissed off guards about to kick his ass.*
FFFan80: >_@;; S..STOP URG... OW...STOP... *getting knocked round* >_x;;;
Besyanteo: *KOBAKK SEES!*
DarkLordKelne: IM: Well, it's a change to observe other people stirring up mayhem.
Besyanteo: *Several thousand rioters in front of the castle,*
Besyanteo: *and about 1/50th of the guards needed to supress them.*
PapatymisonN: ... bloody hell...
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 666-sided die: 543
FFFan80: o\/o++
MajorGeneralTso: I wonder if that helped or hurt. *Tries to lose the guards in the crowd himself!*
Deus Fio: (Crapola. I gotta go to bed.)
Besyanteo: *Tai leads guards on a merry chase!*
AngeloState606: *Spots Taiar*
Lithaladhwen: *A broken bottle flies through the air from some part of the brawl or another, and impacts solidly with Tassi's back. BLOOD.*
PapatymisonN: (No you don't.)
DarkLordKelne: *Watches Tai's progress, along with that of the crazy woman who's bound to push her luck too far sooner or later.*
Deus Fio: (It's totally out of character for Morris to leave what is literally history in the making, though.)
AngeloState606: TAIAR! Up here!
Lithaladhwen: *She winces and leans forward over whomever the hell she's treating and keeps a'goin, letting her next mass healing spell fix it a bit.*
Lithaladhwen: (I have to go soon as well.)
PapatymisonN: *starts working his way through the crowd, doing the work of a platoon!*
Besyanteo: *Betsy... Is soon in an open spot!*
Besyanteo: *But it won't last! Go get her!*
FFFan80: *chaaaaaaaaaaaaarge!*
PapatymisonN: IM: By Odin's beard... this is NOT the way to go with things...
FFFan80: >_> ..... 6_6?
MajorGeneralTso: *Glances at the voice calling his name and leaps onto another raised platform* I think I'll keep this game going for a bit more.
Besyanteo: *Kobakk meanwhile does... what? Surpresses people? Interferes with guards?*I
FFFan80: *notes someone injured nearby*
FFFan80: ....>_>; .... 6_6;
FFFan80: ....~_~;
PapatymisonN: *surpression!*
FFFan80: *stops and tries to help*
FFFan80: >\/> *charge shove elbow!*
Besyanteo: *Sheila heals! That woman gets Betsy!*
DarkLordKelne: IM: Bloody hell, it's gone mad.
PapatymisonN: (Who you playing, Dave?)
MajorGeneralTso: *Holds his hand out and works a little bit of Mazoku magic, trying to sink the guards into absolute and crushing darkness*
FFFan80: (Too many people =[ )
Besyanteo: *Kobakk starts trying to get folsk teh fuck out,*
Deus Fio: (Dave me or...never mind.)
MajorGeneralTso: *Emotionally crushing darkness, that is.*
Lithaladhwen: (As usual.)
Besyanteo: *and is soon rewarded with alot of rocks in the face and body,*
Besyanteo: *along with cries of something like "bloody green skin"*
AngeloState606: *Looks out over the crowd*
Besyanteo: (Tai: Roll)
DarkLordKelne: *Trying to move through the crowd towards the edges.*
Lithaladhwen: IM: My parents are going to have kittens when I come home covered in blood.
Besyanteo: (Somehting, I don't care what.)(
FFFan80: *grabs Betsy* Let's get the bloody fuck out of here! >\/>++
OnlineHost: MajorGeneralTso rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
MajorGeneralTso: (Yaaaay Old School D6.)
FFFan80: *clings!* x.x; T..thank..y..you...
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 3 6-sided dice: 6 5 6
PapatymisonN: *sees an old ... AN OLD LADY?*
DarkLordKelne: IM: Oh, bloody hell, that orc's sure as hell not in the right place today.
PapatymisonN: *Shelia, to be precise!*
MajorGeneralTso: (...Boooo Old School D6.)
Besyanteo: *The mage knight guards aparently have damned good magic resistance,*
Besyanteo: *as they start climbing after him unaffected*
PapatymisonN: Ladies! Over here! I'll get you out!
FFFan80: *tries to heal someone' injured face* -_-
Besyanteo: *Sheila... Heals a face!*
FFFan80: o\/o?
Besyanteo: *Hey, there's a man with a really HORRIBLE face coming her way, and green ski- ok, that's an orc. His teeth are that way naturally.*
AngeloState606: *Spots Kobakk!*
FFFan80: ....well, any port in a storm!
FFFan80: *heads over!*
DarkLordKelne: *Makes his way in that general direction, in the hopes of stopping the poor bastard from getting mauled.*
AngeloState606: *Jumps down off of the roof and heads in Kobakk's direction*
FFFan80: ...G...gerdy, where's...s.Shelia? -_o;;
FFFan80: ....o_o
Besyanteo: *A guard breaks from persuit of Tai to go after Dimitria!*
MajorGeneralTso: Wow. This is a lot different from Doma...Guards there weren't this tough at first. *Leaps off the platform to an escape!*
FFFan80: Well shit.
AngeloState606: *runs pretty fast*
AngeloState606: Kobakk!!
Besyanteo: *Tai's a mazoku. We're ruling he can escape whenever he actualyl feels like doing so.*
Besyanteo: *Meanwhile, the guards were in full armor tonight. Tassi can outrun them pretty well.*
PapatymisonN: Dimitria! How'd this start?
FFFan80: *Well, Tai is in a Kingdom where nearly everyone's a warrior att heart in some form =O*
AngeloState606: *Trips over one of the other people! Oh nos!*
Besyanteo: (I feel I've forgotten something...)
AngeloState606: *Scrambles to get to her feet*
Besyanteo: *Uh ohs.*
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
PapatymisonN: Ya!
PapatymisonN: *picks her up!*
DarkLordKelne: *Not that making progress is easy, mind you...*
AngeloState606: Some CRAZY woman was crying for justice!
Besyanteo: (beat a 4!)
MajorGeneralTso: *Probably. Heads towards the big green one as well for the moment though.*
AngeloState606: It started a bloody riot!
Lithaladhwen: *continues shoving her way through, and will keep on doing this until she's exhausted and isn't any good to anyone any more*
MajorGeneralTso: (...All of us?)
DarkLordKelne: (Who should beat a 4?)
PapatymisonN: Good idea, but it's bloody crazy at this point...
AngeloState606: *Looks around for any guard*
Besyanteo: (Sorry, it was... ... I don't cctually know your name. =D; )
Besyanteo: (Angelo.)
Deus Fio: (This is the craziest RP ever to watch, incidentally. It's moving faster than any RP I've ever been in.)
PapatymisonN: (That's Tara.)
AngeloState606: (The character or me, personally?)
Besyanteo: (Your character.)
AngeloState606: (Yes. That's me personally.)
AngeloState606: (Dimitria.)
Deus Fio: (My character's less involved than the others; I don't know if the rest of you guys can see it, but you're all typing as fast as though you were actually caught up in a riot.)
Besyanteo: (That's the idea.)
Deus Fio: (It's really, really cool.)
Besyanteo: (Holds interest.)
AngeloState606: *Sees a guard engaged nearby; runs up to him and gives him a swift kick in the shins for good measure*
FFFan80: 6_6;; >_6;; *working frantically to heal the injured*
AngeloState606: *Is laughing maniacally*
FFFan80: *...until a guard gets knocked back, and his mace goes flying backward*
Besyanteo: (Also: )
FFFan80: *THWACK*
Deus Fio: *throughout all of this, Morris has been trying to protect himself and his precious notes, making more with his pencil when he can*
Besyanteo: (I still need that roll to see if you avoid getting tackled.)
FFFan80: ..... o @
Besyanteo: (Or rather, Dimitria.)
FFFan80: *WHUMP* x.@
AngeloState606: (A d6?)
MajorGeneralTso: Yo! *Runs up behind Kobakk* Funny to see you in a place like this.
Besyanteo: (Aye!)
OnlineHost: AngeloState606 rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
AngeloState606: (Aww shit.)
PapatymisonN: *sees the good samaritan OLD LADY* MA'AM! IT'S TIME TO GO! *waves her over*
AngeloState606: (Back to crappy rolls!)
Besyanteo: *FWUMP*
Besyanteo: *Wow, 200 pounds of man and 50 pounds of armor falling on your hurts*
DarkLordKelne: IM: Okay, I'm beginning to think that woman's one of those Mazoku demons. She's certainly working hard enough at stirring up chaos - crap!
Besyanteo: *She starts getting cuffed!*
FFFan80: Gerdy, we have to find her! We can't leave her in all this! ó.ò
AngeloState606: *Kicks him hard in the gut!*
FFFan80: >_< Dammit all, I can't see her! Where is she?!
AngeloState606: *Squirms out of the cuffs*
PapatymisonN: (... I. Hate. Lag.)
Besyanteo: *The crowd is starting to disperse, as people flee, or guards continue to arrest them.*
DarkLordKelne: *Makes to assist the white mage lady, having been close by at the time.*
AngeloState606: (Pause!)
Besyanteo: (Paused.)
PapatymisonN has left the room.
MajorGeneralTso: (...BadoBado.)
Deus Fio: (Shit on a stick, that actually worked?)
Lithaladhwen: (Molto male.)
AngeloState606: (Back!)
Besyanteo: (waiting on Chuck)
Deus Fio: (She said "Pause!", Bes said "Paused.", and then for a couple seconds everyone actually froze.)
Besyanteo: (=D)
Deus Fio: (This is the weirdest goddamn RP ever.)
Besyanteo: (I AM the floating letters in your RPG! >_<)
Deus Fio: (All right, I really gotta go.)
MajorGeneralTso: (*Pokes Spleen* Floating Letters! Tell me how much damage I do!*)
Lithaladhwen: (G'night.)
MajorGeneralTso: (Later.)
AngeloState606: (Nighto!)
DarkLordKelne: (Night.)
AngeloState606: (Crap! I'm gonna hafta go really soon, too...)
Besyanteo: (Night Spleen!)
Besyanteo: (And trying to wrap up)
Deus Fio: (I needs me some logs of this mother, if it continues post-me)
Besyanteo: (.... fuck it, he's taking too long. Sorry to Chuck when he shows up and stuff.)
Besyanteo: *WHOCK*
Besyanteo: *The big orc goes down... damned stray rocks.*
MajorGeneralTso: Whoop. We got problems. *Swings his hand in front of him and calls into the Physical Plain a nice Blunt Black Bo Staff, thrusting it at the helmet of the guard working on Dimitria*
AngeloState606: *Attempts to run away from said guard trying to cuff her*
MajorGeneralTso: (Shall I roll?)
Besyanteo: *The guard does not see it coming. Roll for effect though!*
OnlineHost: MajorGeneralTso rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
MajorGeneralTso: (...I'm good with the four's today.)
Deus Fio: (Morris attempts to stay as close as he safely can to Dimitria.)
Besyanteo: *He cries out, and loses his grip on Dmitria! He's not unconcious yet, though*
Besyanteo: *And there's two more coming, who were after Tai before*
MajorGeneralTso: Run!
AngeloState606: *Kicks him again, just for fun!*
DarkLordKelne: *Focusing on keeping Sheila upright at the moment. God knows what'll happen to anyone who goes under all those feet*
AngeloState606: *Runs!*
Besyanteo: *She kicked him! Ouch.*
Besyanteo: *MEanwhile...*
Deus Fio: (Put it this way: If Morris has a voice in history later or current events now, Dimitria's story will be heard.)
Besyanteo: *Gerdy sees some big men in armorer suits headed her way.*
Besyanteo: (armored*)
AngeloState606: (Weehoo!)
Deus Fio: (All right, night, guys.)
DarkLordKelne: (Night.)
Besyanteo: (Night!)
FFFan80: -_@ *she's got a good size bruise on her noggin, and seems to be completely out of it*
Deus Fio: (Kelne, are you still downloading anything from me?)
DarkLordKelne: (Yep, but I can stop.)
Besyanteo: *They have manacles out and ready. What will Gerdy do?*
Deus Fio: (Oh, don't bother.)
Deus Fio: (This computer doesn't make any noise if I leave it on.)
MajorGeneralTso: ...Or that. *Takes off after Dimitria, carrying his non-fatal melee weapon at his side and trying not to stab people with it as he goes*
Deus Fio has left the room.
AngeloState606: *Keeps running until the mayhem is far behind her*
Besyanteo: *People move! ... Kobakk is still unconcious there.*
Besyanteo: *But he groans*
DarkLordKelne: *Gathers up a bit of magic and sets about pressing outwards with it, clearing them a bit of space.*
Besyanteo: (*poking Chuck*)
AngeloState606: *Ducks into a side street*
AngeloState606: Taiar! Leave me! I can manage from here...
AngeloState606: If I get caught, I don't want you around to get nabbed too...
DarkLordKelne: Ma'am? Can you hear me?
Besyanteo: *Guards! Coming!*
Lithaladhwen: *continues shoving and healing*
MajorGeneralTso: *Skiiiids to a stop* I'm not someone who's so easy to catch. *Grins* I'll find you if you get in hot water somewhere. *Turns around and heads back into the party!*
Besyanteo: *Before long, a guard comes up to Tassi.*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, sod off. I'm busy!
Besyanteo: *and he tries to manacle her!*
AngeloState606: *And off she goes, disappearing into the shadows*
AngeloState606: (Sorry, y'all. Gotta go!)
Lithaladhwen: *kicks him in the shins and heals someone on the ground*
Besyanteo: Shut it lady. Yer under arrest.
AngeloState606: (It was fun!!!)
Lithaladhwen: I'm doing more for these people than you are. I said sod off.
AngeloState606: (Log-age is desired!)
AngeloState606 has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: (I'll have one, Tara.)
PapatymisonN has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Damn.)
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
Lithaladhwen: (*takes a drink*)
Besyanteo: *He punches her in the back of the skull,*
FFFan80: *groans* ~_@
Besyanteo: *and cuffs her*
Lithaladhwen: *falls down to one knee and is cuffed*
MajorGeneralTso: (Ouch. Armored Punch to the head.)
PapatymisonN: (TOOK long enough...Freakin' AIM!)
Lithaladhwen: *is he a mage?*
PapatymisonN: (Why have you forsaken me? e_e)
Besyanteo: *IS GERDY GOING TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT THE MAN TRYING TO ARREST HER AND SHEILA?*
Besyanteo: *Tassi dunno!*
Lithaladhwen: (Yes she does. She can tell.)
MajorGeneralTso: *Tries to make it back to the big green guy to see how he's doin'*
Lithaladhwen: (She has a MAG of 6. She can tell by looking.)
DarkLordKelne: Never got the hang of healing, myself. Think you can manage?
Besyanteo: (Ah. Well then!)
PapatymisonN: *grunts, and gets up* e_e
PapatymisonN: *very not happy*
DarkLordKelne: *Sets about trying to get her clear of the mob in any case*
Besyanteo: *Not magic dead, but if he's a mage, she's a gerbil.*
FFFan80: (OH, I thought she was off somewhere else >_>; )
FFFan80: (*thud*)
Lithaladhwen: *goes with him for now, but has no intention of being manhandled by some ignorant grunt*
Besyanteo: *Tassi is carted off!*
Lithaladhwen: *If he gets fresh or in any major way disrespectful, he gets minorly holy-fried.*
FFFan80: D...do you see her yet?! >_>; <_<;
PapatymisonN: *looks at Tai* Point me at what I should hit. e_e
Besyanteo: *He doesn't have time. He drops her at a wagon, and heads out to the crowd again.*
FFFan80: o_ó; ...there's too many Godsdamned people...
PapatymisonN: (one onethousand... two one thousand... three one thousand.... four onethousand... five one thousand... six one thousand... seven one thousand... eight one thousand... nine one thousand... ten one thousand... eleven one thousand...)
PapatymisonN: (And I got tired of counting.)
Besyanteo: *Here someone else triers to laod Tassi up into a cart!*
Besyanteo: (...)
MajorGeneralTso: Guards! *Points at a couple around*
Lithaladhwen: Here, you. Where are we going?
Besyanteo: Processing. Now keep quiet!
Besyanteo: (DavE: )
MajorGeneralTso: It looks like they're ''injustice''-ing the citizens here. *Smiles*
Besyanteo: (Where are the three ladies in relation to one another?)
Lithaladhwen: Oh, filth. You do know I'm a healer, right? I was busy.
PapatymisonN: RARRRRRRGH! *clobbers the one holding Tassi*
FFFan80: (Shelia is with Kelne's guy, last I checked the other two were near Kobakk before he ran off)
Lithaladhwen: o_o
PapatymisonN: ... that felt good. I feel better.
Besyanteo: LAdy, they're arresting everyone and sorting it out later.
Besyanteo: (...)
Lithaladhwen: (Oh dear.)
Besyanteo: (x.x)
Lithaladhwen: (Lag issues?)
DarkLordKelne: *Between hauling Sheila and trying to keep an open space around them, he's not making fast progress, but it is progree.*
PapatymisonN: (Oh yeah. Severe ones.)
MajorGeneralTso: *Grins* Makes me feel better too.
Besyanteo: *So!*
Besyanteo: *Gerdy and Betsy then. Being approached by guards.*
DarkLordKelne: *Give him a minute or so and they'll be clear.*
PapatymisonN: *heads for more guards!*
Besyanteo: *Since Sheila has headed off with someone else away from the square*
Lithaladhwen: (How exactly do Charles and Bes resolve the thing?)
Besyanteo: (x_X)
PapatymisonN: *Gerdy and Betsy's ones, in fact!*
Besyanteo: (Bes's mind esplodies.)
FFFan80: (=/ )
Besyanteo: *Kobakk heads over!*
Besyanteo: *He can see they've already got manacles out. What does he do?*
FFFan80: *eeks!* o_o;
PapatymisonN: (Wait... oh. Do we want rolling?)
FFFan80: ...hey, what's the bloody idea? e_e
Besyanteo: (We've been d6 freestyling.)
Besyanteo: (What is Kobakk doing?)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay, so apparently that's an "I'm not going to answer." So I'm deciding for myself.)
Besyanteo: (... What?)
MajorGeneralTso: (He's a busy man. It's chaaaaos!)
Besyanteo: (What did I not do? ;-;-)
DarkLordKelne: (Well, Kobakk apparently clobbered Tassi's guard on his way past.)
Lithaladhwen: (Kobakk smacked a guard as the guard was talking to Tassi. You lag-clashed and never decided what happened.)
PapatymisonN: *Kobakk seeks to punch one in the face.*
PapatymisonN: (I shall roll.)
OnlineHost: PapatymisonN rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
Besyanteo: (...)
Besyanteo: (*facepalm*)
Besyanteo: (WELL.)
Besyanteo: *Two things happen.*
Besyanteo: *First, the guard was not payying attention. He never sees the blow coming.*
DarkLordKelne: (Kobakk: I am a green tide of destruction!)
Lithaladhwen: (Kelne: No shit!)
Besyanteo: *Second... Kobakk whiffs. His equilibrium is off from the rock,*
Besyanteo: *and he feels vaguely sick*
PapatymisonN: o_e
Lithaladhwen: (Well-played, Bes.)
Lithaladhwen: *to her guard* Well, if you don't release me, people are going to die out there. They're injured.
Besyanteo: Wha-? *he turns!*
Besyanteo: ... Gods dammit! Get out there then, I've got better things to do! *he draws steel against Kobakk, who did jsut kinda take a swing at him*
Besyanteo: *He manages to grab Tassi's manacle securing pin though*
Besyanteo: *which gives Kobakk another chance to swing!*
PapatymisonN: *pats his side*
PapatymisonN: *ooh, he's got his swak! ... but not his armor. Damn. Oh well.*
Lithaladhwen: *with a grateful nod, Tassi heads the hell out*
Lithaladhwen: *go go gadget suicidal field medic*
Besyanteo: (... And, because it';s EASIER.)
Besyanteo: *The guards going after Gerdy and Betsy?*
Besyanteo: *They've seen Kobakk about to get it one with another guard*
OnlineHost: PapatymisonN rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
Besyanteo: *Time to go intervene! And curse!*
Besyanteo: *loudly curse!*
FFFan80: >\/>?
FFFan80: I thought they were coming for us! o.o;
FFFan80: ...they were, dearie. We need to go, now.
Besyanteo: (Whats a swak? <_>;-)
DarkLordKelne: (A sap, perhaps?)
Besyanteo: *BELATELDY*
Besyanteo: *That guy hauling Sheila gets clear of the chaos!*
Besyanteo: *And the others escape, tricksy devils!*
DarkLordKelne: *Jeff is properly thankful to his lucky stars for this.*
MajorGeneralTso: *Is presumably causing random havoc to the guards as the chaos is attempted to be sorted out*
Besyanteo: *Sure! That works!*
FFFan80: *sadly for Jeff...*
FFFan80: *An angry looking old woman seems to be bee-lining for him* e_e
FFFan80: *followed by a very nervous looking old woman in a dress* o_o;
DarkLordKelne: IM: Okay, now what?
Lithaladhwen: (I'm headed to bed, but many thanks to Bes for GMing CHAOS, because it was fun chaos. Also, many thanks to Bes for making things happen outside of Doma.)
PapatymisonN: (...argh.)
Lithaladhwen: (For that, my eternal thanks.)
Besyanteo: (=D)
FFFan80: What are you doing to her?!
FFFan80: *GRAB*
FFFan80: e_e
Besyanteo: (CHUCK: )
FFFan80: Oh Gods, Shelia! ó.ò; *checks on her*
Besyanteo: (This is probably going to end with Kobakk getting arrested, if he's not up to fleeing. Is he?)
DarkLordKelne: Getting her safely clear of that madness? *Releases her into their care*
FFFan80: ...
FFFan80: ....
FFFan80: .........
FFFan80: Oh
FFFan80: ......
Lithaladhwen: (Charles is having massive AIM issues.)
FFFan80: ....*>\/>*;;;
FFFan80: Is she ok?
FFFan80: ~_@ .....
Besyanteo: (I only bothered asking as he jsut entered something.)
FFFan80: Oh no... she's out like a light.... v_v
DarkLordKelne: Took a hit to the back of the head. I think she might have a concussion.
FFFan80: ......
FFFan80: .....this is my fault >_<
FFFan80: I dragged you two along with me here.... v_v
Lithaladhwen: (G'night all. I'll re-log in the morning.)
DarkLordKelne: Hey now, I don't think anyone could have predicted this.
Besyanteo: (KAyo)
PapatymisonN: (... I just got a page worth of text.)
FFFan80: He's right, dear.
FFFan80: And thank you, sir, for taking care of our friend.
MajorGeneralTso: (...At least you can be glad not all of it has to deal with you.)
FFFan80: *Jeff gets 1 x OldLadyGlomp* -.-
DarkLordKelne: The least I could do. *glomped*
FFFan80: ....Gods... if Alex were alive, he'd kick my ass for this one... wouldn't he... v_v
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 3 66-sided dice: 66 42 40
DarkLordKelne: You two just make sure she gets safely home.
Lithaladhwen: (Hey. Imagine what he'd have done to his KIDS by now, Dave.)
Lithaladhwen: (=D )
FFFan80: *nods* You can count on it.
DarkLordKelne: (Well, somebody's got some high-class doom heading their way...)
FFFan80: ( >=P )
MajorGeneralTso: (...Well, I'm hoping it isn't the old ladies. Leaves Me, You, And the Orc.)
Besyanteo: (Kelne: That's Kobakk.)
FFFan80: ( Alex: Ya'll dragged her to a rally thing, and she goes and gets herself knocked out? )
PapatymisonN: (test.)
PapatymisonN: (... damn.)
PapatymisonN: (Oh, There we go.)
FFFan80: ( Alex: ...just show me where the man lives... e_e )
Besyanteo: (Kobakk is taking on three armed guards with his sword, while suffering a concussion.)
Besyanteo: (... Kobakk is going to lose really bad, and end up in prison. :-( )
DarkLordKelne: (And he tries so hard to come across as civilised...)
PapatymisonN: (until you piss him off.)
Besyanteo: (Ok... Is that everyone sorted? x.x)
FFFan80: (Yes!)
MajorGeneralTso: (...*Looks around*)
DarkLordKelne: (I think so.)
Besyanteo: (Logging this, and there will be a write up later.)
MajorGeneralTso: (Whee!)
Besyanteo: (And now... another RP I'm scheduled for. x.x)
Besyanteo: (later folks.)
DarkLordKelne: (Night, Bes.)
Besyanteo: (night!)
Besyanteo has left the room.
PapatymisonN: (... I close this. For it infuriates me. e_e)
PapatymisonN has left the room.
DarkLordKelne: (*fwips*)
DarkLordKelne has left the room.
FFFan80 has left the room.
MajorGeneralTso has left the room.