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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 11:11 am
Pickalot, who had glared at the wizard breifly for the lump which now graced his head next to his topnot. Quickly forgot his pain at the mention of a party, "Really? a Party? Wow that sounds like fun! Do we get to throw more stuff at people??" He sid with a delighted grin
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 10:11 am
As the victums.. um... I mean players (yeah.. that's it.) As the players continue to sit around talking they find that they are still located in the middle of a corridor.
The floor everyone is standing on is covered by an ornate red and gold embroidered carpet and the stone walls and ceiling are adorned with detailed fresco paintings of epic video game fight scenes.
After a few moments the distant sound of a die roll in the sky is heard followed by a loud, shrill, high pitched, off key, shrieking, annoying, voice; "There thay are! CHARGE!!!!"
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The demon Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 8:50 pm
The wizard glared grumpilly at all who were assembled, mumbling something about burning foozle to a crisp before the black mage appeared followed by the screaching yell from down the hall just out of sight. "Hmm, don't think we're going to receive a very warm welcome. You prince, get to the front, I think we're about to have company!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 2:42 pm
The demon Angel The wizard glared grumpilly at all who were assembled, mumbling something about burning foozle to a crisp before the black mage appeared followed by the screaching yell from down the hall just out of sight. "Hmm, don't think we're going to receive a very warm welcome. You prince, get to the front, I think we're about to have company!" Questions of Toto, Kansas, and how they could possibly have a party with no cake abruptly flew from the Prince's mind. Reacting instinctivly to the wizard's orders (the young prince had spent to many years in the millitary not to obey orders spoken in such tones). Hero directed Jinei into a volte and then quickly trotted to the fore ready to face the challengers. He swung his glaive into a ready position.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2005 11:50 am
Pick-a-lock whirled grinning from ear to ear with the excitement, this was turning out to be an awsome adventure so far! If only there was a dragon... He thought whistfully, The he pulled out his hoopack sliding behind the others and slipping behind several statues until his hiding place lay between the two groups, Suddenly an eerie bone-chilling sound echoed through the room, and a wavering ghostly voice inquired, "Who dares to disturb me?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2005 12:50 pm
the sound of running footsteps aproached the vict... er, group and a shrill incomprehensible warcry was heard. But for some strange reason thier assailant(s) had failed as of yet to come into view...
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 9:31 am
OOC: I would have joined this rp a lot sooner, but it was hard for me to pick a character as ALL of them are gooofy-types. So we decided I would play a completely normal character for once.
Name: John Johnson Role/class: Accountant Equipment: Faux leather covered Metal Breifcase, Business Suit of the menial worker Brief Character Description: John has horn rimmed glasses, a nearly empty wallet (except for business and credit cards, pictures of his dog and family and seventy five cents in an assortment of coinage) allergies, no fighting skills, and no imagination.
Out of a pufff of very mundane smoke and dust walked a very ordinary man, unfortunately, he was in a place much unlike anything he termed ordinary. "What in blazes?" He muttered noticing the group of adventurers dressed in medieval get ups. Two were clearly supposed to be wizards. There was one figure he assumed was a prince or champion of some sort, a child in a rogue's outfitting hiding behind suits of armor whirling a stick and then...a small furball. Hearing a voice emananting from it, he assumed it was a speaker of some kind. A moving speaker.
OOC: I had been hoping that here was a grey font color, alas there is none sweatdrop
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 9:52 pm
ooc: my bio is on the 'victims' list, just FYI
A shadow moved by the wall, and, stepping out quite cooly is a girl dressed in ninja getup. Quite suddenly, she jumps back exclaiming, "Ow! Why is there a nail here!"
With her impressive entrance already ruined. She yelled to get the attention of the others in the room, saying, "Hurry, wemust prepare to do battle! A terror worse than any you have faced is coming! An army of Pixies is heading this way!" She noted the look of doubt on the man with the strange clothes and a leather covered box in hand. She proudly and surely stated, "I'm positive that it's Pixies, I learned all about them at school. I'm wiling to stake my reputation on it."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 12:25 pm
savanacat ooc: my bio is on the 'victims' list, just FYI
A shadow moved by the wall, and, stepping out quite cooly is a girl dressed in ninja getup. Quite suddenly, she jumps back exclaiming, "Ow! Why is there a nail here!"
With her impressive entrance already ruined. She yelled to get the attention of the others in the room, saying, "Hurry, wemust prepare to do battle! A terror worse than any you have faced is coming! An army of Pixies is heading this way!" She noted the look of doubt on the man with the strange clothes and a leather covered box in hand. She proudly and surely stated, "I'm positive that it's Pixies, I learned all about them at school. I'm wiling to stake my reputation on it." Hiro looked from the oddly attired man, to the ninja, to the oncoming hordes. To many things at one time. Feeling overwhelmed Hiro cursed louldy. Jinew reared on his hind legs impressively and lunged forward at a full gallop towards the creatures. The lancer and steed just missing the bewildered man in the suit.
Hiro lashed into the creatures expertly attacking and evading the creatures attacks.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 1:01 pm
ooc: umm, it really isn't Pixies, my character is just guessing, there is nothing to fight to be seen. My character knows nothing about what is coming, just FYI
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:25 am
((OK, rewind to five seconds before Hiro's charge so I can introduce the enemy..))
"Pixies!" screached a very anoyed high pitch voice. "You shall pay for your insultwith your life!"
With that there suddenly came into view a vast legion of aproaching creatures. The creatures were huminoid in form, stalky, ugly, and each stood about eight inches tall. But the most unusual thing about these creatures is that everything about them, thier clothing, weapons, armor, even thier very skin seemed to be made up of the same translucent yellow-green material.
But small as they were thier advance was immence. Thousands of the creatures descended on the party. Heavily armored ones struggled with thier Flails and broad swords, lightly armored ones sped ahead with bows and dueling swords. Eighteen inch tall yellow-green catapults lumbered into view behind, and more of the creatures rode yellow green wolves and yellow-green hang-gliders while yellow green assasins dashed through the rafters carying yellow-green daggers.
Then the warcry was heard: "Death to the enemies of the Rubber Goblins!"
--Enter Hiro's charge!!
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 8:36 pm
D'rahl flinched noticeably when she saw the rubber goblins charging down the hallway. " Well, umm... Rubber Goblins are related to Pixies... Anyway, we must fight." She looked unsure of herself and brightened when she saw that no one else's attention was fixed on her. She drew herself up and looked knowledgeable." i apologize for leading you on, but it was nescessary to bring out the villains before us. Now we must group together and face off with these monsters." She said this in as sure a tone as that with which she had proclaimed the goblins Pixies. Oh yeah, I'm D'rahl, I shall guide you with my knowledge of the enmies we shall fight."
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The demon Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 12:27 am
The old man stayed where he was, setting his staff to one side and then scratching his head as he saw the approaching rubber goblins, "Let's see how they like a little heat!" He began muttering, something about 'bat guano' as he tried to recall his favorite spell.
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2005 8:39 am
Pickalock paused, momentarily dispointed that no one had noticed his 'ghost'. This feeling vanished however as soon as he caught sight of the "Rubber Goblins" with unconcealed glee he picked up a stone and set it in the sling portion of his Hoopack. Humming softly as he drew the stone back and fired with meticulous aim at the attacking hordes. "I wonder if they burn..." He chimed happily to himself as he pulled a small wad of string and other flamable materials and began his attempts to light them.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 9:43 am
stare "What strange toys...I'd bet they're expensive...their movements seem as if they are self-animated, must be some pretty advanced robotics..." As Johnny was experienced in robotics (it was his first hope for a vocation before he was sent to business school) he began to consider what kind of programming such tiny cybernetics would require. Quoting off the various advanced mathematical and scientific formulae that would most likely be used, several of the approaching hoarde overheard and started to freeze in place staring in horror as their ears began to bleed, and one by one their heads exploded from the complexity of the math the man spouted. After all, here was a man who could balance a checkbook. Truly his great knowledge was wasted on such pursuits as advising his clients on how to carry their ones.
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