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 Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 11:42 pm
((Either way's good for me~ *shall follow RP like a goose wherever eet goes* whee ))
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 11:43 pm
((X3 hehe... go on with out me. I have to go soon anyway. I'm sorry I missed a lot of the event, but work demands my time. ^.^))
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Whimsical Blue Vice Captain
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Quicksilver the Archangel
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 11:46 pm
[Either way is fine with me. XD <3]
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 11:50 pm
((Kayu, then~ in an effort to Not Clutter Up the Event Thread, I vote we meander back to the store thread. Lord knows it needs a-bumpin'!
And Dragonz~ I'm sorry you missed a lot of the event. i__i I know that work's important though, so don't worry about it! n_n There's always tomorrow and Sunday. ^.~
*POINTS!* OFF WE GOOOO~, 'til the morrow!))
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 6:06 pm
((*trots in and sits down* I'd liketh to be in this day's games. X3'
Oh... and question. Is this to be all seriousness? Or could I do something a little insane? Or even non-Sarninish? *coughdressupasabigpinkgodzillaplushiecough*)))
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 6:13 pm
Day Two...
Round One - WELL NOW WHO'S LATE, HMM?
And there is that clock again, chiming the hour by every half hour. It is chiming now, in fact -- announcing the hour by six tones, slowly, ponderously, given an obligation to perform its ceaseless duty. The clock carries this task out admirably, harboring no fear for annoyed listeners interrupted by every thirty minutes, entertaining no dislike toward this place of its prison... because it is a clock. There is a reason that there are no societies for the Prevention of Cruelty to Clocks.
It is a few long, drawn-out minutes after the last chime has been donged that again the door to Kat's office bounces open, this time fleeing a certain little green hatchling that has flung himself against its flimsy plasterboard. You can glimpse the ballerina within her lair, again hunched over maps of tactics marked all across with Xes and Os and little squiggly lines communicating between the two, but she gives no indication of having heard Soleil shove open the door. While she completely ignores anything that is not made of paper and scored with red and blue, Soleil sits before the door, glancing around with sharp, violet eyes for people he recognizes from the previous night.
Well, it seems like Kat's the one who's late, today. (HA HA HAR)
((Hiii Natty!
*grins* Have you ever known me to do anything serious, honestly? XD Go on, go on join and do whatever you want. *tacks name onto sign-up sheet*
Aaaand... tonight's roster will be decided by who replies to this in what order; newcomers will be tacked on the bottom as they arrive. X3 S'good, all? S'good.))
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Quicksilver the Archangel
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 6:26 pm
Elysia was even more excited today than she had been the previous night. Holding her head high, the violet Sarling trotted back to the place where she had met with the other Sarnins, Sekkar, Draconics, and humans before.
Garnet and Granite, as always, were fluttering right behind her, and also per usual, the rabbit type Sekkar could be heard complaining. "Why? Why do we have to come again? There'll just be MORE of the little demons!"
"You act like they're SO terrifying..."
"Not terrifying. ANNOYING. It's bad enough that LAST one tried to follow her home!"
Ignoring the two as the squabbled (since she had finally decided it MUST be some sort of game between them), the Stasis Sarling smiled when she saw the familiar green Draconic from before. "Hi! We're back!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 6:34 pm
 (now with complimentary msn doodling~)
"Hokay! And then I think we turn left here..." The muttering was accompanied with a pair of footsteps. A rather ruffled person hurried by Soleil, then stopped, made a double take, and retraced her steps back to the little thingo.
She leaned forward and gazed at him with a grin that looked more like a leer. She wore a pathetic little helmet inscribed with "soldier" over her uneven brown hair. Under one arm was bundled some rather vivedly pink material, as of yet unidentified, while her other tentatively pulled the hem of her t-shirt, which blared rather happily "NEW RECRUIT".
"Er..." She leaned back again and her hem-pulling hand raised to her head to scratch at it ponderously. "You look kinda right... I'm a new recruit!" She burbled energetically, thrusting her chest forward at the brown muzzled green thing, as though its annoying gaudy letters weren't visible enough. "Bright eyed and bushy tailed, ready for service!" And, it was true! She had gotten a length of cloth which was floofed, and then tied to her waist with string. "Are you Kat?" She was rather clueless it seemed.
Suddenly she noticed the others, and grinned largely at them, leaning forward to squint at them some. Seems she was also partially blind... and deaf judging by her booming voice. She looked about to speak, then suddenly turned her head and swung back to a straight-backed stand and clicked her heels, as she had also just noticed that the door lead to a room in which maps and that were being laboured over. "NAUGHTS AND CROSSES~" She squealed empathatically (Like with emphasis... not empathy... o.O UHM) and, egardless of what reaction her actions and questions may have caused, she majestically gathered the fluoro pink material (that threatened to escape her grip) and began to march in.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 6:37 pm
Epona trodded into the office, this time not extremely late. She was quite as she entered and quite as she chose a spot to stand in attention in. Yep, She was sure standing in attention. Okay this is just boring now.
((>.> *plots for teh final day*))
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 6:56 pm
Round Two - Why Hallo Thar
Even with Elysia's approach, even with the bickering of the Sekkar and the thrusting of NEWLY RECRUITED chests and a certain cosplaying Sarnin being bored out of her skull, Kat does not glance up. She does not even so much twitch to indicate that she realizes there are others in her office; she remains hunched over her desk, muttering to herself, drawing squiggly lines between particular Xes and Os whose significance is known only to her.
Even the squealing of "NAUGHTS AND CROSSES~" does not seem to make much of an impact on her attention. Poor thing, she must be exhausted -- &c &c, good karma all around.
Soleil, on the other hand, is ready, willing, and able to greet these gathered fighters! He ducks his head to Elysia, indicating with a clumsy flip of one leathery wing that she should go into the office to await her orders; and he makes to do the same with this... strange, bouncy lady and her bundle of pink fabric, although poor Soleil falls short as she thrusts her chest at him. "GH," says the draconic, very intelligibly, his first 'word' to date -- and he all but zooms into the little cluttered room, rocketing across Kat's feet to hide beneath the desk.
It is only now that the ballerina realizes that THERE IS OTHER LIFE ON THE PLANET. She glances up and blinks somewhat stupidly at first Epona, and then Elysia and her Sekkar, and finally -- this strange new girl, and cocks an eyebrow. "Ah, h'okay. Hallo Elysia, hallo Epona, hallo little Sekkar, and WHO'RE YOU IF I MAY BE SO NOSY?" And up goes the dancer onto her desk, standing on tiptoe and towering with the added height of the structure. "AND YOU KNOW I HAVE TO BE SO NOSY, BECAUSE I AM THE GENERAAAAL! GenerAAAHL!! Do you HEAR ME, PRIVATE!?"
And then Kat glances over her shoulder and points to a shadowy corner of her office in which there lurks... the box of fudgy cookies from yesterday! "Help yourselves until we get this party started an' kick some plushie arse!"
((If you'll all turn your attentions momentarily to the front page, you'll see that I've tacked up a post order. BREAK THIS AND I BREAK YOUR SKULLS!
...*ahem* Just kidding. But for, you know, reference -- mine and yours, both. ;3))
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Quicksilver the Archangel
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 7:07 pm
Garnet didn't waste any time at all - the first time it was mentioned that she could snag up one of the chocolately cookies, she snatched it, even if it DID make her so heavy that she had to flutter with great difficulty in order to land on Elysia's back and eat it.
Granite merely blinked at the strange explosion of sound that came from the ballerina, and he himself did not care for a cookie at this time, so he nudged the Stasis Sarling gently with his fluffed tail. "Come on, dear. Let's go into the office."
Nodding, Elysia smiled cheerfully at everyone else, "Glad to see you all here!" Then, she meeped, wondering if she was supposed to greet everyone that way... and snuck quickly into the office, in case anyone got upset.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 7:11 pm
((Sorreh I'm late again! Tardiness is a terrible fault o' mine. ;.; ))
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 7:14 pm
((LIKE SO TALL YOU CAN'T SEE THE TOP OF. And let's all pretend I can draw o__O; *if people don't like this, juuust say the word~*))
The "NEW RECRUIT" ''s attention all but snapped away from their death grip on the "naughts and crosses map" by this all but insanely dressed horned ballerina who insisted on covering up such magnificant looking Xs and Os with her toes. Oh wells, she was louder than the little dragon-thing, (and of more words) so she must be in charge.
"YESSIR...LADY... THING" The girl gave a smart salut, unfortunately with the arm that carried the rather eye-burning material. The stuff scattered to the floor, remaining remotely heap like. It still gave little clue as to what it was although... is that an eye? The muffled klunk it made made her look down to see what happened, but she snapped her gaze back quick-sharp (or whatever that phrase is) She gathered her breath and continued with a noise level created to rival that of this "General" "I AM KNOWN AS NATTY SIR-LADY-THING. AND HAVE COME TO JOIN THIS GALLANT QUEST." It sounded a bit out of era, but she tacked it on the end anyway since it sounded like something one should say.
Still in a rigid salut position, Natty, now satisfied she had answered as was due, felt free to let her eyes wonder, in particular to that of present company. She considered embracing them with open arms and some talk of comradeship and to-the-death, however they seemed occupied with eating, and she was unsure of whether sweeping one up in a hug while they were munching munchinibbles was a breach of etiquette. She also considered telling that thing it was on fire, although she was vaguely considerate of the fact that it would probably be already very aware of it, and rather self concious, poor thing.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 7:27 pm
Epona blinked at the insane ballerina's out burst. Then she noticed the fudge cookies and forgot about the whole thing and slipped by the box to snag a few. By a few I of course mean as many as possible for her to eat. She then ditched into a corner and munched on them.
(FWOMG SORREH OF LATENESS! D=)
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 7:42 pm
Round Three - AYE-AYE CAP'N LORD MA'AM THING
The ballerina seems pleased with the sharp devotion of this newest recruit. Looks like Natty gets to live another day! She hovers on the edge of her desk a moment more, arms akimbo, eyes burning beneath the stark black and white of her evil floppy hat; and then Kat pulls back, folding her arms and sniffing haughtily. "That will do, Private Natty! And PICK UP YOUR TABLECLOTH BEFORE YOU GO, or I will FINE YOU FOR LITTERING!"
Ahem. Kat bounces down again, landing nimbly on the very tips of her toes -- it's a wonder she didn't break them, but oh look at how graceful she appears in such a position! -- and leans down, with equal grace, to peek under her desk. Those paying attention now may notice that she seems to have a feather duster strapped to her arse, bright green and poking out from just underneath one ruffle of her tutu. Whether this is some advanced form of technological armor or just something thrown in for fun, the World May Never Know.
"So-chan~?" calls the dancer. "So-chan?~ Come on out, it's SHOW TIME!"
There might be a muffled thump from beneath the desk, but otherwise, there is no answer.
"So-chan!" Kat's voice is hardening now, growing firm and adamant. "Get out here right now!"
Another thump. Squeak.
"I know the scary lady thrust her chest at y-- wait. You did what?" Kat glances over her shoulder at Natty, quirking a brow, but then returns her attention to the terrified hatchling. "It's SHOW TIME, dear! The fighters are here, it's time to release the horde of unforgiving undead pink plushie Godzillas! You've been practicing for this for days, you know, come on, don't waste the opportunity of your youth."
Squeak. Thump. SkritchskritchskritchSKREEEE.
Soleil comes out eventually, but he moves very slowly and slung low to the ground, ears pinned back against his spiny skull. It's only with a great deal of prodding and poking does Kat manage to persuade him to even move toward the closet -- but once he's there, Soleil seems to forget about the scary chest-thrusting lady, and stands shakily upon his hindpaws, grasping the knob between his claws and grinning round to the fighters in open-mouthed glee.
"All right," says Kat, rubbing her hands together with a heavy sigh. "This is the real deal, people. Here in this office, you will discover what you are made of. This is not a joke; these are real, living plushies, out for your blood. It will take any number of things to defeat them, and it is up to you to figure out what these are. Succeed, and you will be lavishly rewarded. Fail, and we will all fall to our pink-upholstered masters. Am I understood?
"And furthermore... Are you ready?"
((You're in, Aqua! Right after Ben. X3))
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