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written Saturday, December 20 2003 13:53
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OOC: I am literally lost in this RP, so until something actually happens near my character's home, I will have all my posts made from there. IC: Petoria had been resting for at least six hours when a coughing in her hovel wakes her up. She sits up startled and looks around getting her bearings. She sees a man sitting in a chair at a table in the corner with his back to her. He is eating some food, which he had apparently prepared for himself from what he could find in the garden. Through her tired eyes and surprise, she begins to get angry. Who is this stranger that waltzes into her home uninvited and makes himself a meal with her food? It is obvious to her that he doesn't realize that she is awake yet so she takes the time to make some observations of him. He is wearing green peasant clothing and has a wicked looking polished sword on his back along with a bronze shield. A quiver of arrows lies on the floor beside him along with a small pack, presumably which contains his paltry belongings. He must wear red gloves, as she sees them lying on the pack and his boots are an average black and are well worn. He anger then takes completely over, and standing up, she yells at him. Petoria: "Who the hell are you!!!!? And what are you doing in my home without my permission!!!!? How dare you!!!! I ought to--" Hearing her angry voice, he instantly stands up and turns around with a start. She observes that he is a rather handsome man of about twenty, with long blond hair and emerald green eyes. His sudden movement startles her and she stops speaking as he gets a scared look on his face. He trembles as he speaks, apparently afraid that she might try to kill him if he doesn't explain immediately. Man: "I'm--I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to barge in like this, b-but I was told t-to come here and p-provide you with my s-services. P-Please don't hurt me!! T-They told me to just g-go on in and m-make myself at home. They told me that you were expecting me. Don't hurt me please!!" Petoria is obviously surprised by his sudden speech but grasps the situation immediately. She realizes that her angered look must have looked like death to him, so she does her best to calm down and put his mind at ease. She looks down at the floor slightly ashamed as she speaks. Petoria: "Oh dear. Now I've frightened you. I am ever so sorry about that. I didn't mean to scare you like that. I am not as menacing as I look. I say, let me introduce myself. I am Petoria. Petoria Carmine. But you can call me Peters. I had no idea at all that you were coming. If I did, I'm sure I would have acted differently. And who may I ask are you?" Man: "My name is Belmont Chriskhoff. I was sent here to help you. They told me that you wanted help making potions and the such. Sorry if I helped myself to some of your food, but I was hungry. I hope you don't mind, Peters." Petoria: "No, not really. Now that I know what you are here for, you are quite welcome to my food. I am thankful that you are here, Belmont. I have been hoping for some help for a long time. Come with me. I will show you what I need to have done." She leads him around the hovel showing him various tasks that she will be needing his help with. Then she shows him around the garden and explains what each plant is for and how to harvest them. The she leads him back inside and over to the cauldron. Petoria: "Now, my concoction should be completely finished cooking and all that is left to do is put it in flasks." She goes to a rug on the floor and pulls it back, revealing a trap door. Upon opening it, she motions him to come over and follow her. She descends into a cellar and summoning a spark, she lights a lantern on the wall. The lantern brings to light a vast cellar full of barrels, crates, bottles, flasks, jars, shelves, and many other items. In the far end of the room, an unlit furnace can be seen with several tables in front of it. She lights another lantern on this end of the cellar and the contents of the tables can finally be seen. Piles upon piles of rough glass and leather. Petoria: "Along with being a sage, herbalist, and witch, I am also an alchemist. I make all my own flasks and glass items. However, I won't be introducing you to that for a while. Just pick up one of those small crates and fills it with leather flasks and glass bottles and bring them up stairs for me and we will get down to bottling the potions." He does as he is told and she goes upstairs to wait for him, joyous in her mind that she finally has a servant. OOC: Maybe I don't need anything to happen near the hovel, as I am not disrupting the actual story at all. I am nothing more than a simple potion provider, but that will develop further eventually. I want to have her reveal some of the secrets of her alchemical abilities eventually. Sorry for the length of the post. [ Saturday, December 20, 2003 14:07: Message edited by: Sherlock Holmes - MSW ] -------------------- "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!" - Sherlock Holmes Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep, two corpses, everthing's fine." "What do you think I asked you here for? COMPANY?!!!" - Bette Davis Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Friday, December 19 2003 20:54
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Sherlock Holmes - MSW is self explanatory. Sherlock Holmes is my favorite fictional character. I model myself after him somewhat as I have a bad habit of using deductive reasoning all the time. MSW stands for Murder, She Wrote. This was my previous screen name and I kept the initials so that people would know that it was still me. Murder, She Wrote is one of my favorite TV shows. I am a big mystery fan, hence the combination of the two names in one screen name. -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Friday, December 19 2003 20:17
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Sorry about that. I misunderstood your statement. I put the post back. I would have done it sooner, but my computer picked today of all days to stop working. I haven't been able to get on the internet for 6 hours. I had to reinstall my Netscape and get rid of my Kazaa. :( -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Friday, December 19 2003 12:15
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You know, if my post was that bad, then I will delete the whole thing. :mad: -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Thursday, December 18 2003 10:46
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quote:Is that the one from the British TV show? I was listening to... Sledgehammer - Peter Gabriel Now I am listening to... I Walk the Line (Revisited) - Rodney Crowell -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Thursday, December 18 2003 10:34
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OOC: I need to send someone off to talk to Neris. Schostas can see the fear in her eyes and how she seems to hate him now. She deserves an explanation. IC: As Schostas walks towards the arena, his chaotic rage still flowing slightly, he remembers the look on the little girl's face. He realizes that she must think he is a monster now for acting like a demon ripping the creatures apart. He stops, remembering his throwing stars and goes back for them. He decides that it will take too long to pick through the body parts, so he casts a magnetic spell. The throwing stars from the torn apart bodies automatically return to him, however the one in the man's body with the sword is embedded too deep. He walks over to the body and starts pulling it from his head by hand. It soon comes loose and slides out. As he turns to walk away however, he sees a flash of orange in the white eyes of the man and it suddenly sits up. Schostas can see death in the man's eyes as he gets to his feet. Schostas then sees his black long sword glowing and realizes that the man is no longer just a man. He is now under the witch's power and is undead. Schostas alerts the nearby adventurers and they turn to see the man raising his sword to attack Schostas. Schostas knows that this man has become a lich and is very dangerous to all nearby. He readies his black long sword and tries to put himself into the best position to parry attack. He yells back at Kris who is about to enter the inn. Schostas: "Get the little girl inside. Explain to her that these creatures were not what they seemed to her. She will listen to you. And keep everyone away. The witch has raised this creature from the dead. We now have a lich to deal with." With that Schostas attacks the lich and he finds that it parries all of his thrusts and strikes with ease. Schostas keeps his guard up and parries all of the liches attacks as well. The lich fights back in the same manner as Schostas and it surprises him slightly. He wasn't expecting it to know the same moves as him. Schostas goes to call out for Shadow Wolf, but the lich attacks again with several thrusts and swings, keeping him from yelling out. Schostas then hears cheering coming from the duel ring and knows that the two brothers must be entering it for their duel. He finally realizes Queen Sophia's clever plan. She wanted to distract Schostas long enough so he couldn't enter the ring. She then most likely had something in store for them as well once they both began to fight. Schostas realizes that Shadow Wolf has to be notified at once to be ready in case she attacks the two brothers, but the lich keeps him from getting the word out as it relentlessly attacks him. Schostas decides his only venue of getting the word to Shadow Wolf is through telepathy, but he needs to distract the lich long enough with something to be able to do so. That distraction comes from the most unlikely of places he finds out. OOC: Perhaps the distraction can be one of the adventurers, like Vincent. On the other hand, it can be from the summoned creatures that have been recovering in one of the upstairs rooms of the inn. Or something else yet. We need something good. Tommy, your post was excellent. Great description. [ Friday, December 19, 2003 20:11: Message edited by: Sherlock Holmes - MSW ] -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Thursday, December 18 2003 09:11
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I am considering writing a short story or two to see if I am any good at it. I love writing in RPs. I didn't have any talent in writing until I came to this site. Go figure. I can paint, though not as good as I would like. I once very well reproduced a painting by Mark Chagall for art class in school, though a few of the colors were off. Being a perfectionist has its good sides, though when painting, detail means a great deal to me and it may take me a while to do everything just right. A good long while. Maybe I will show you how the reproduction worked out. If I can find the scanned copy, I will insert it into this post through editing. I love singing, and have been in two talent shows at school, though I messed up on the second one, I got a standing ovation in the first. I love singing to my favorite songs and wouldn't mind becoming a singer, if I could just get rid of my stage fright. My voice is a mixture of Cher, Trace Adkins, Patsy Cline, Alison Krauss, Alan Jackson, and Elton John. I sound somewhat like Darren Hayes, but I can't reach his high notes. I can match Celine Dion's and some of Mariah Carey's though. I have a talent for acting, but the stage fright keeps me away from it. My bad short-term memory doesn't help either. I can memorize many movies from throughout the decades and act out certain parts of them, but the idea of being in a movie scares me. But what do you expect from a gay person. :D :cool: :P :rolleyes: -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Wednesday, December 17 2003 21:02
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OOC: Ok. I will try to come in casually. IC: Petoria: "Potions! Potions! Potions!! Don't you ever have enough!? I am sick of laboring over a hot cauldron all damn day!! Why don't you send some people to help me for once you lazy bastard!!! Now get out and don't come back until you have some decent workers for me!!!" Petoria stares over at the royal soldier standing in her doorway. He had appeared no more than two minutes ago and already she loathes his company. She is sick and tired of the constant orders for potions and now she hears that Kylen wants to gather up a group of elite soldiers for battle. And where there are elite soldiers, there are commanders and mages. When there are commanders and mages around, they order many potions. It means good money for her, but she is tired from the constant strain of her work and just wants some relaxation or maybe just some other people around to help alleviate her labor. The soldier leaves her with a look of annoyance and surprise at the disrespect of this witch that sits at a desk in this hovel of a cottage and has the nerve to yell at him, who happens to hold good rank over her. When he was gone, she gets up from her desk, grabs a basket, opens the back door of her cottage, and steps out in her large luscious garden. She has herbs, vegetables, and medicinal plants of all sorts growing out here and breathes in what fresh air she can. The smoke from the enemy raids and campfires hangs like a light haze over the valley and makes the air rough to breathe in. He garden provides her with a safe haven of fresh air from the plants within. She crouches down at a plant on the ground and drawing a small knife from her pocket, she cuts off a piece of root and some leaves and places them in the basket. Then she moves on a little ways and cuts a few mushrooms off from their stalks. She does the same with a few other plants and mushrooms and then goes inside to her desk, which doubles as her chopping table. She then sits down and starts taking the various plants out of her basket and preparing them for potions and the such. She also sets some aside for a meal for herself and goes about her other chores as well. She summons a flame to light the fire under her cauldron and in her wood stove and brings in wood from outside to feed the fires with, which she has to chop herself. Soon she is busily cooking up potions and eating her meal on the side. She soon has some time to herself to relax a little and lie down for a rest while waiting for her potions to properly cook and settle. She sets a magical timer to wake her and falls asleep to the sound of birds chirping and the wind rustling outside slightly, wishing that the war would just end already and bring peace to the land. OOC: I hope that wasn't too bad. I tried to incorporate as much of my style into this as possible while mixing it with others. -------------------- "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!" - Sherlock Holmes Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep, two corpses, everthing's fine." "What do you think I asked you here for? COMPANY?!!!" - Bette Davis Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Wednesday, December 17 2003 18:20
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OOC: Ok. Schostas to save the day. IC: As he is practicing, Schostas notices the cheering crowd and can see that they have tied down the dragon. The hawkmen are standing around the dragon while a strange man stands on top of it waving a sword in the air, ready to drive it home. Schostas can no longer bear the almost evil blood lust that has overtaken the crowd and decides that he must try to put an end to it. His eyes fill with anger as his chaotic rage begins to take over. He begins running towards the dragon with his black long sword and notices that Tel is a distance behind him running towards it as well. Tel is too far away to help however, so Schostas puts all his energy and concentration into speeding up his movements with his rage. He mutters a major haste spell and speeds up significantly. Then he sees the man on the dragon turn the sword downwards and then proceed to thrust the sword down towards the dragon beneath him. Schostas fills completely with rage and thinks these words to himself. Schostas: "How dare they attack a defenseless creature!!!!!? I will have no more of this!!!!!" What happens in the next few moments cannot be determined by any of the people in the crowd, by Tel, the hawkmen, or the man on the dragon. Only Shadow Wolf would be able to see it, but it can't be determined if he is watching this spectacle at all. In only a second, Schostas reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cluster of Chinese Throwing Stars, each still coated with the deadly poison he used on the Titan. He unleashes them in a blur of fury with such speed that when they strike their targets, the force literally knocks them off their feet. Each of the throwing stars finds a target. Several of the hawkmen suddenly fall to the ground and begin writhing around in pain from the neurotoxicity of the poison. One also strikes the man on the dragon square in the forehead, knocking him back off the dragon at least twenty feet. When he hits the ground, there is a perceptible crack heard and the man falls totally silent. As for the remaining hawkmen that are standing, they try to defend themselves against whatever is attacking them, but to no avail. The crowd begins scattering with screams and terrified shrieks as one after the other, each hawkmen is sliced apart by some unseen force right in front of them. When all is said and done, all but three of the hawkmen are dead; either by the poisoned throwing stars or from being hacked to bloody pieces by Schostas. When Schostas finally begins to calm down, he slows down to the point where the surviving hawkmen are able to see what has been assaulting them. Schostas looks into their eyes and recognizes that same emptiness and glow that he saw in the Indian Swamp Adder's eyes when it tried to bite him. Schostas: "AH-HA!!!! More drones of the witch Sophia!!!! Go back to the cauldron you crawled out of!!!! Better yet, DIE!!!!!!!" With that, he runs at them with tremendous speed. They try to fly away or fight back but instead have their wings chopped off and in a burst of blood and gore are torn completely apart. Schostas stands in the middle of the carnage, covered almost completely in blood. He turns around and faces the dragon. The dragon is unharmed thankfully despite being blood-stained. Using his black long sword, he then cuts off all of its bindings and sets it free. Tel is then reunited with his dragon as Schostas walks away to get cleaned up. OOC: I did the work now someone else please post something. Perhaps someone walks up to Schostas to talk to him as he is cleaning up. And we need a description of what happened to the man on the dragon when he hit the ground because something in his body snapped. Perhaps his neck. The throwing star is embedded deep in his skull, though the edge of it is still showing outside the skin. We also need a good description of the carnage on the ground that Schostas had inflicted. -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Tuesday, December 16 2003 18:46
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OOC: I think that being in the Keylan faction sounds the most interesting to me. I have an idea for a character, but I need its approval. IC: Name: Petoria Carmine / Nickname: (Peters) Faction: Kylen supporter Occupation: Sage / Herbalist / Witch Height: 6'1'' / Weight: 134 lbs. Age: 47 Eye Color: Gray Hair Color: Dark Brown Stamina: Above average for her age / Build: Somewhat muscular Weapons: A duel pair of shiny iron short swords and a blowpipe with lots of poison darts Clothing: Brown robes with black edges and inside lining, a black shawl or bonnet over her head, blue boots (who knows), yellow-dyed gloves Demeanor: Cautious, alert, perfectionist, cold-blooded killer during a battle or private revenge, kind old woman to most, lithe for her age Strengths: Very wise and cautious, good leader to some, never gives up under normal circumstances, vicious fighter, caring person most of the time, willing to be a martyr for some things Weaknesses: Short temper, sometimes too cautious and perfectionistic, holds grudges and never forgets until she gets revenge, obsessive indecision, has a sarcastic attitude with authority figures, extremely lethargic at times OOC: I hope she is all right. She has some magic powers, but they are very, very limited. None of her spells are strong enough to kill. [ Wednesday, December 17, 2003 13:30: Message edited by: Sherlock Holmes - MSW ] -------------------- "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!" - Sherlock Holmes Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep, two corpses, everthing's fine." "What do you think I asked you here for? COMPANY?!!!" - Bette Davis Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Tuesday, December 16 2003 16:03
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Very well. I hereby put Brutus Sneed in a save slot for future reference and use. (Save) :cool: -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Tuesday, December 16 2003 15:54
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If this RP is going to die, then I want to put my character in a save slot for a future RP, as I worked hard on it. Therefore, my character is hereby saved in the event that this RP dies. (Saved) -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Tuesday, December 16 2003 15:47
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I don't think I should join. Even though I hear that Avernum is basically the same thing as Exile, I never played one of the games for Avernum yet. So it might be beyond my talents. If you think my writing style is worthy, let me know, as I am slightly afraid to give it a try, having no idea what the series is like. -------------------- "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!" - Sherlock Holmes Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep, two corpses, everthing's fine." "What do you think I asked you here for? COMPANY?!!!" - Bette Davis Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Monday, December 15 2003 12:11
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I am in the mood for Patsy Cline. Moreover, I have 49 of her glorious songs to listen to. All hail the Queen of Country.  March of 2003 marked the 40th anniversary of her death in a plane crash. It makes me wonder what she would be like if she hadn't died then and was still alive. (Sigh) My favorite is "I Fall To Pieces,” though the worldwide favorite is "Crazy.” I heard "I Fall To Pieces" first in a movie and was hooked on her from then on. Go listen to her, some of her songs are sad, and others are addicting. I'm not kidding. Even people who only like rap and heavy metal think she is good. -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Monday, December 15 2003 11:24
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I will not attempt to create a plot for this story unless I have the full permission of the creator. I have been yelled at several times for adding unnecessary amounts of plot. You can see what I did to save the Zombie Attack 2 RP, but that was only with the creator's permission and rights to the RP when it began to fail. There is no way on earth that I would want rights to this RP. I can add some better plot parts to it, but only if the creator permits me to. I would hate to be yelled at again. -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Monday, December 15 2003 07:57
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OOC: I am assuming that at least five hours have gone by as most people would be unable to open their eyes after having fewer hours of sleep than that after the complete exhaustion of the previous day. So, mine will take place around 11:00 a.m. IC: Schostas had been sleeping peacefully without the slightest indication to anyone else that he was asleep. His many years of careful deployment of this trick have paid off well, as no one around him, save perhaps one, knew he was actually asleep. He sensed that someone had scanned everyone's mind earlier in the morning to see who all was awake and despite being asleep, his magical sensors told him who that person was. It was Shadow Wolf, so he had to be careful, as Shadow Wolf could possibly know his secret. But he didn't seem to be the type to tell others, so he put it in the back of his mind. Schostas continues to sleep in this way until someone taps him on his shoulder. He ever so cautiously comes out of his slumber and nonchalantly turns in the direction of the shoulder tapping as if he has not been asleep at all. It is the bartender. Schostas: "Yes? Did you want something?" Bartender: "Ye may want t' be gettin' up. Th' duel area is bein' prepared. Ye bette’ be havin’ some food. Ye need t' be energized t' fight." Schostas: "Oh, very well. I am somewhat hungry. What's to eat?" Bartender: "Anythin'. Just ye name it." Schostas: "The usual would be just fine. But, I think I will try the poached sole for once as well." Bartender: "Comin' right up, sir." The bartender comes back ten minutes later with some poached sole, fried mushrooms, spiced chicken, and a bottle of Mogen David wine. It takes Schostas a good twenty minutes, but he eventually finishes it all. He gives the bartender 3 sixpences and he in return expresses his gratitude most heartily. Schostas then goes outside to see the construction of the duel ring and instantly frowns when he sees what all is being put up. He sees Shadow Wolf practicing, or what he thinks might be practicing and walks up to him. Schostas: "Can you believe this? When I thought duel, I wasn't expecting both kingdom's to come here to watch as spectators. This isn't right. I don't want to duel as a form of entertainment to the others. I came here for a serious fight for the right to restore the kingdom to the Queen's honor. Instead, I find myself in the company of buffoons who want to provide bloody entertainment to spectators. What can we do to stop this Shadow Wolf? I refuse to fight for the sake of fun for blood-thirsty heathens." Shadow Wolf: "You don't have to worry. I have a plan in place for trying to get the two brothers to amend their differences. And if they continue to refuse, I will do all in my power to help restore the late Queen's old kingdom. However, we have a different problem to deal with at the same time. The witch..." Schostas: "...Yes, I know all about it. Gerald's wife is a powerful witch that will stop at nothing to have the kingdom all to herself. We can't let that happen or all of this land will be doomed to hell. Nothing good can survive under the power of an evil witch. But I fear we will see her show her face soon enough, as the duel will start in a matter of hours. I had better prepare meanwhile just in case. I hope your plan works. I am not the type to fight as a spectacle to others. I plan to surprise the brothers with the Queen's robes I have on under these red robes and take them off-guard. You remember them well, don't you?" Shadow Wolf: "I fear I shall not forget for a while. We'll meet later discuss the plan." Schostas: "Very well. Until then, great warrior." Schostas nods to him and turns towards the inn to find an open area to practice. After finding one, he then starts testing his magic skills and batteries for any flaws or problems. Then he moves on to his fighting skills with his black long sword, biding his time in patience for the correct time to talk to Shadow Wolf later. [ Thursday, December 18, 2003 09:20: Message edited by: Sherlock Holmes - MSW ] -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Monday, December 15 2003 02:46
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quote:I don't like Wham! very much. I only like one of their songs and I don't have it on my computer. I shudder to think about it right now as I am half awake. Wham! BAH!! Not right now. I am not listening to anything right now, but I will be listening to an assortment of music today. -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Saturday, December 13 2003 12:01
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Luke wakes up with pain down the entire backside of his body. He looks around and sees that his guns have been taken apart. Luke: "Why is it that I am always the one getting hurt! Damn!!! That was some blow! And who the hell tore my guns apart!!! I'll get the rat that did that!!!! It couldn't have been Tommy. He seems too innocent, though he did run off somewhere. It must have been someone or something else. Hmmmm. I have to find maintenance. They should be able to get my door open and tell me what is going on...Oh, yeah, my guns. I forgot." He puts his guns back together, reloads them, and then replaces them in their respective holsters. Then he gets up and stands there in thought looking in both directions. He decides to go in the opposite direction of where Tommy was, so as not to subject himself to any more horrors from that part of the ship. As he heads in the opposite direction, he hopes he is heading towards maintenance. As he is walking, he sees signs along the way but can't read them, as they seem to be in some weird language. Luke: "Dang!! What's with these signs? I was able to read them earlier, I think. I must have been hit harder than I thought. There is definitely something very wrong going on here." He pulls out a translation guide, but can't match up the symbols from the language he is seeing with the ones in the book. Luke: "What is going on here?!!!! All the words on a ship can't just change by themselves!! Maybe those blasted guards are doing something to confuse the spies. It's doing a good deal on me right now, that's for sure. Well, looks like I will have to navigate my own way to maintenance." He puts the book back in his pocket and just begins picking corridors at random hoping for a guard or some other passenger on the ship. -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Saturday, December 13 2003 11:26
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I spend my time at few other places. I can only list one of them, as the others are gay forums. I like going to this one every now and then. The Hip Forums -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Friday, December 12 2003 17:16
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Having no cocaine or the such around the house, Sherlock opens his container or lithium pills and takes a great number of them. Then goes to work on the Risperdal and Saraquil. Within an hour, he has drifted off into unconsciousness and away from reality for a while, hoping to keep intact what sanity he has left. :D :P -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Friday, December 12 2003 07:56
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I am beginning to wish that I was Sherlock Holmes as the cocaine/water solution sounds better all the time to disperse the aftereffects of reading your posts. But, for once you seemed to have posted something interesting. :) However, my sanity was tested once more by Stughalf's mention of ferrets again. :rolleyes: :P -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Friday, December 12 2003 07:51
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Sorry, but I have only ever played the games in the Exile Trillogy. At the moment, I have dropped out of the world of computer games. I don't know how long it will be before I am back in it again. -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Thursday, December 11 2003 17:05
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OOC: Nice touch. Just what I needed. However, I am slightly confused by your last statement. IC: Luke is walking down the corridor in what he hopes to be the direction of maintenance. He opens one door and passes by a bunch of soldiers who stop him and scan his ID. They let him pass and continue their sweep of the ship, leaving him alone. As he turns around to continue walking on, someone rounds the corner and runs smack into him. He falls to the ground and rips a stitch, causing his wound to start bleeding again slightly. He notices the ripped stitch and puts his hand to his head, noticing a little blood as he pulls it away. He puts on an adhesive patch the doctor gave him and focuses on the person who ran into him. Luke: "DAMN!!!!! That hurt!!! This just isn't my day!" Tommy: "Oh, uh, sorry about that. Here let me help you up." As Tommy helps Luke to his feet, one of Luke's guns comes out of its holster and falls on the ground. Tommy's eyes grow wild as he looks down at the TT33 pistol. Panic seems to set in slightly on his face. Tommy: "You're one of those spies on board this ship aren't you?!! Don't shoot me!! I didn't mean to run into you! I won't tell anyone!" Luke laughs a little and then grimaces in pain slightly from his wound having moved while laughing. Luke: "Don't worry. I am not one of the spies. I am a retired cop-turned-sleuth. I carry these guns around for protection. (Showing them all off) I also have a garrote and a lasso. (Shows them off too) I had a ranch back on the planet but was forced to leave because of Xians. Anyway, I am wearing this lab coat to hide my weapons and my Kevlar vest and other armor. I would appreciate it if you wouldn't let anyone know that I am wearing these things right now. I have a license to do so, but with these spies on board, it would just make things difficult. And...Say, would you know where maintenance is? The door to my room is locked and the key card reader is missing. I could have sworn there was one there when I left earlier." Tommy: "That's a relief. I won't give you away, but did you happen to see a bunch of guards pass through here?" Luke: Why yes, they were through here less than a minute ago. But why would you want to catch up with them? Did I miss something?" Tommy: "Uh, no reason. I thought I saw something earlier but it's not important. You say that the key card reader on your door is missing? That's odd. How can that be? Take me to your room. I want to see this for myself." Luke: "Alright, but I can't see what you can do to get the door open." Luke starts off in the direction of his cabin and after a minute or so, gets to it. However, before he can turn around to talk to who he thinks is Tommy, he feels a stunning blow on the back of his head and thinks to himself "dear god not again" before everything goes black. OOC: This does not necessarily mean that Tommy hit me. Maybe he faked following me and went off on his own. I could have been knocked out by one of the spies. There must be a reason for why my cabin door was locked and the key card reader was missing. [ Saturday, December 13, 2003 11:32: Message edited by: Sherlock Holmes - MSW ] -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Thursday, December 11 2003 16:28
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My new post has been made out of my last post like I said it was. Don't skip it, as it provides a potential way out of inevitable death for any lucky survivors in the event that the city wall is breeched and the enemy makes it into the city. But that all depends on the direction that the RP takes. It might not be use at all. That isn’t up to me. Just so people know ahead of time. I help create battle situations, enemies, provide decent scene descriptions, and if need be, battle descriptions and escapes. I provide possible solutions, but for the sake of being fair and not breaking any rules so as not to anger people, I don't act on any of the solutions. I let other people decide. I don't like being the one to decide, as I am afraid of making the wrong decision. Therefore, the escape tunnel is just an idea. It doesn't have to be used and I really don't care either way. I just want to enjoy my time in the RP and try to make it enjoyable for other people. -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |
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written Thursday, December 11 2003 08:17
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I am currently listening to various Celine Dion songs from several of her albums, including The French Album, Let's Talk About Love, and One Heart. I am planning on moving on to Cher next. :P :D :cool: [ Thursday, December 11, 2003 08:19: Message edited by: Sherlock Holmes - MSW ] -------------------- Mrs. Peacock: "Everything all right?" Colonel Mustard: "Yep. Two Corpses. Everything's fine." "Keep your wits about you, the game is afoot!!" - Sherlock Holmes Posts: 935 | Registered: Friday, August 8 2003 07:00 |