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 Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 1:03 pm
A Favor for Alois Alois sat with fingers folded into a bone lattice. Knuckles jutted out from the mass as he leaned forward in his seat and pressed his forearms against the table. „I’f been here for a while now,“ he started, vision fixed unblinkingly on the new visitor, „and it’s finally getting to me. Sit. Haf’ a drink. Chat wis’ me.“ One hand loosed itself to gesture toward the seat oppsite his, near an uncorked wine bottle and empty glass.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 1:04 pm
To successfully complete Alois’s favor, you must roll three six-sided die. These will select your solo/duo story elements! If an element has (Fail) next to it, disregard any further rolls and write a short post relating how you got there. You may then retry, but only after your first post is filled!
If you're soloing it, you just fill in that post with your character's progress through the favor. Should you choose to RP this favor with another player (or more than one friend!) please make a thread in the event forum and link it in your roll post when you're done.
FIRST DIE: What do you think you should do?
1 - He’s German, I know some German, guten Tag! (Fail)
2 - Have a seat and stare awkwardly at the floor. (Fail)
3 - Chug that wine. Chug it.
4 - „So how about that faerie ball?“
5 - Mention something cerebral like philosophy.
6 - Mention something casual like books or movies.
SECOND DIE: What prevents you from conversing?
1 - That’s… That’s a spider on his head. (Fail)
2 - That wine, man. It’s good wine.
3 - Self-doubt in the thread of conversation. (Fail)
4 - Don’t know enough about the chosen topic of conversation.
5 - Can’t concentrate from all the noise upstairs.
6 - You really hate this topic of conversation.
THIRD DIE: Do you successfully have a chat?
1 - Yes, and I got him to laugh.
2 - No, and Alois thinks I’m an idiot. (Fail)
3 - Yes, and I dazzled Alois with my impressive intellect.
4 - No, but I learned a few things about a few things.
5 - Yes, and I think I made a friend that I didn’t really want.
6 - No, but he definitely deserved that glass of wine to the face. (Fail)
Please quote Hetzerei when you're done for information dispersal!
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Kolina rolled 3 6-sided dice:
1, 2, 6
Total: 9 (3-18)
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 4:00 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 4:24 pm
Juniper stared at the man for a moment. Her brain taking a moment to mentally translate his heavy accented English. Once she made sense of it though she moved forward to sit at the offered chair. Eyes glanced at the bottle of red wine and the glasses and she smiled. "Perfect. Red wine is my favorite." She grinned, leaning forward slightly in her chair. The sheer, sparkling fabric of her dress doing very little to cover anything. Looking at the man, she wondered if his outfit had been magic made too. If so, this place certainly like flaunting it's guests and hosts. "So um, you're German? I know a bit of German. Took some in high school! Guten Tag! Ich haben Juniper. Um..." She sat pondering for a bit longer before blushing and dipping her head. "That's...all I can remember."
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 4:31 pm
Alois stared at her until he was convinced that her entire musculoskeletal structure would implode under the weight of his judgments. It hadn’t, however - the offending creature was still perched on a stool before him. Retching up… Not even Swiss German. And he hated Swiss German.
This sounded more like Pennsylvania Dutch, he decided. Yes, backwater half-assed butchery of the language.
But Alois was desperate, having only the Months and Rabid and Hot Daddy for company. He would not send her away immediately. „Start drinking,“ he encouraged - no, implored. „We’ll bot’ start drinking. You’ll get more interesting. You haf’ to.“ Hastily he uncorked the wine and poured himself a glass.
At least, he reminded himself steadfastly, she had cleavage.Kolina no info given, but you're able to roll again!
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Kolina rolled 3 6-sided dice:
4, 4, 1
Total: 9 (3-18)
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 4:49 pm
Ha. Right. Well that certainly didn't go over as well as she had originally hoped. Thankfully he seemed incline to let her stay and talk some more though. By the sound of it, if he felt he wasn't so desperate for conversation, he may have dismissed her right then and there for her poor a** attempt at German. Well, at least it was working in her favor. "Right. Sorry about that." She said as she took the bottle after he poured himself a glass. Carefully she tipped her glass and bottle to pour the red liquid in without causing too much air to bubble up in her drink. She set the bottle down and lifted the glass to her lips. She was greatly surprised by the sweet, fruity taste. "Oh wow. This is lovely!" She remarked as she sipped again at the wine. Oh yes, she could easily get herself in trouble with wine like this around. It was much more delightful than the white wine in the scarlet foyer which had been nice, but not exactly her taste. "So, this whole faerie ball thing is incredibly interesting. It's beautiful and mysterious at the same time. Is there always some sort of....eh....entertainment like a murder happening for something like this?" She tilted her head slightly, her golden hair, usually poker straight but now magically done up full with curls, slid across her shoulders. "The murder aside though, I really am curious about this whole thing. I mean, does this happen often? I am so new to this new Ashdown that I don't know much, I won't lie." She shrugged gently before raising the glass to her lips again to sip at her new favorite drink. "Getting an invite to this was a very big surprise. Welcomed, but...a surprise since I didn't even know the Court of the Sorrowful one existed." Hell, she didn't even know who the Sorrowful One was. "But it seemed like a fun adventure." Throughout her ramblings and chatter she continued to sip at her wine. She took great care not to get any on herself as she was not sure if the dress would be stained or not. After all, how did that work with magic? Would it just clean it self? Repel the wine before it even had a chance to stain? Or would it be like normal fabric and soak up the red liquid like white on rice? Juniper wasn't keen on finding out though as she was very much enjoying the expensive looking gown. It wasn't every day she got to look so sophisticated. Hell, she wasn't sure if she ever wore anything so nice, and she damn well knew she'd not be able to afford anything like it now. "I have to admit, you're definitely an interesting one. I wasn't expecting to find someone down here looking to chat up guests and drink wine like this. It's really nice! Even normal if I dare say." She smiled. "Well, as normal as anyone can get at a faerie ball where murder is the hot topic." She shrugged. "But you seem like a nice enough guy considering you dealt with my blundering German and didn't sent me away instantly."
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 5:52 pm
“Ah, yes. Ze Faerie ball.“ He echoed her words almost boredly. In one hand he held his glass, the wine constantly swirling about in idle gestures. When she mentioned the murder, his jaw tightened - the sternocleidomastoid the only indicator of his distress. Another drink was parted from the glass. „I’f only been to one Faerie ball. We’re attending it now. Is it always like zis? Who is to say? Ask Ezra if you’re curious. Maybe he’ll tell you if you ask nicely.“
She seemed dull, certainly. Dim, even, possibly unsalvageable, but the sheer front of her dress made up for all her shortcomings. Alois didn’t care if it was rude to stare. He’d take a picture if he had his phone on him. Casually he continued his unblinking study of the two handfuls that the girl sported, and he hardly recognized that he still didn’t know her name. What need were names in a place where anonymity was so lauded, anyway? Pathetic human cultural standards, he supposed, were the cause of the sudden thought. „I’m not ze person to ask for a dissertation on ze Faerie ball. I’f done my share of behind-ze-scenes work, and I will leaf’ it at zat.“ Perhaps his crispy overlord would applaud him for such brave restraint.
Hardly. He’d find a reason to praise Bennett instead. And July would stick around to poke the bear and add another tally underneath her mattress.
He let her ramble for a time, and if he hadn’t grown old and engorged to the point of bursting from chatting about Other Ashdown, he would’ve engaged her on a more even keel. He would’ve granted her words some meaning, and listened a little more faithfully than his eyes betrayed. „I bet you say zat to everyone who has a spider on his head,“ he answered at last to her comment of interesting.
But the light mentions of murder, the way she spoke of it so breezily, like she spoke of the latest plum shades introduced by Avon — that was what gave him pause. He smiled then, laughed as if it wanted to hold some warm ring to the sound, and drew his glass further toward his lips. „I will say zis. Ze concept of dinner entertainment has been about since ze Victorian era, but never in quite a, ah… Makaber way. I sink, someone will certainly die tonight if he gets his way. He always gets his way, even wis’ me. I’ll play nice for a moment, but you haf’ to promise me zat you won’t mention it to him.“ He drained the glass from ostensible practice.
„You’d be blind if you missed him. Ze Burning Man, I mean. Ze one zat’s literally burninh. Setting ze tableclot’ on fire and all. I’f had to replace it four times now. I’f heard him talk of it before, but not much. All I know is he wants to sacrifice one of ze deer triplets. Which one, you ask?“ He shrugged, and ran a wet finger around the rim of the glass. „It’s a secret to everybody.“
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chiickadee rolled 3 6-sided dice:
3, 2, 6
Total: 11 (3-18)
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2016 10:46 am
Chel | 25/25 | Doing a Favor
Chel was on her continued quest to learn as much as she could before the day was over.
When one man requested he keep her company, Chel was happy to oblige. Finally someone friendly and hopefully straightforward since (judging by the wine) he might be drunk. One could only hope, right?
He offered wine and Chel's first instinct was to chug it but she politely declined; as much as she wanted to get drunk and forget everything, she was very keen on not partaking anything from this creepy other world. She was a tad paranoid.
There was an awkward pause as he continued to off because it's good wine, man and Chel continued with an awkward smile to politely refuse. "You wanted to talk right? Can't talk f'my mouth is full." An awkward excuse, awkward awkward.
Except it kept going to the point where Chel just said, "Alright, you know what? ******** you man. No means no, asswipe." She splashed it in his face. He could have fun drinking it that way.
[ fail ]
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So Long Gay Bowser rolled 3 6-sided dice:
2, 3, 3
Total: 8 (3-18)
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2016 11:36 am
Autumn Smith 25/25, doubting this a*****e
So for whatever ungodly reason, Autumn had decided to approach Alois. Again. There was an odd feeling in her chest, something pushing her to say that something wasn't right here. She found him in the cellar, came up, took a seat...
...And nothing. Her mind was drawing a total blank. No good books, no philosophical discussions. Just the fact that he was kind of a d**k, and she was kind of pissed. (re: really pissed.)
Sighing, Autumn gathered her skirts, and got up instead. Yeah, ******** this noise. She wasn't even going to bother. Autumn out.
[fail]
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2016 1:04 pm
alois scholz (unmasked) || 25/25 || what even “So… You going to say somesing?“ He blinked at her, twice. She looked pretty pissed. „You’re staring at me like I haf’ a spider on my head.“
Then she huffed, and up she rose, and Alois was left staring after her. „Yeah, ******** you too, sweetheart.“
What was that even about?
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So Long Gay Bowser rolled 3 6-sided dice:
5, 1, 1
Total: 7 (3-18)
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2016 1:10 pm
Autumn Smith 25/25, angry and failing at Alois
"I think," Autumn stopped at the door, spinning on a heel and anger on her face, "It's pretty ******** dickish of you to spout philosophical about the pity-olympics, and get me thinking I'm going to have a verbal sparring buddy, then blow me off in the main party hall because I'm apparently not good enough for your sorry voodoo appropriating-a**," she snapped, very clearly livid.
"Let's go get tea, but noooo, noooo, best not for me to actually stick around and chat with Autumn!" She once more turned for the door, stomping off.
"AND YOUR SPIDER IS STUPID."
[fail af...]
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2016 1:24 pm
alois scholz (unmasked) || 25/25 || getting loved on by his spider “… What are you even talking about?“ Pity olympics? „I’f never seen you before in my life. I sink I’d remember meeting someone wis’ a temper as short as mine. I haven’t talked to a damn soul in zat party hall except for ze asswipe-and-a-half zat imitated me and stole my life.
„Let me untwist your panties for you. Someone else has been living my life and wearing my face. You want to blame someone? Take one of zese bottles, go upstairs, and crack it over his smug ******** face. Zere’s your vengeance.“
But his words must’ve gone in one ear and out the other because she stood up faster than a cork shooting out of a champagne bottle. „My spider sinks you’re stupid too!“
A tingling sensation on his cheek gave him pause. „Ugh, get off my damned face!“ He finished, slapping at it.
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Daekie rolled 3 6-sided dice:
2, 4, 6
Total: 12 (3-18)
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2016 3:09 pm
Ashton Carver: 25/25, failing at conversation (2/4/6) There were things to be said about Alois' tangent, surely, but Ashton had never seen her employer quite so angry: as such, she didn't really know what to say to any of it. Not in this sort of situation. She sat across from him, knotted her fingers, and stared awkwardly at the floor. (Her nails repainted themselves to wine-red, rimmed with salmon, and stayed as such for the time being.) "I'd talk about the wine, but that's not....really something I think you're interested in," she admitted, staring more pointedly at the ground. "You're speaking like you've been here, but that can't be right, can it?" Hetzerei she'll throw the wine at him after his response probably, so i suppose make it something properly snappy?
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grayseasons rolled 3 6-sided dice:
6, 2, 2
Total: 10 (3-18)
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2016 3:34 pm
Chris Watts || 25/25 || Being really damn bad at conversation
Alcohol and talking. Chris could totally do that, okay. He sat down willingly, gave Alois a rather tentative smile, and then poured Alois a glass of wine before himself.
"So uh, read anything good lately?" He tried, taking a sip of the wine. He closed his eyes at the taste, savoring it. Man he liked wine and the stuff here was pretty good, which made up for half the s**t that went down. If he thought he'd get away with it, he'd try and sneak a bottle out.
He blinked, realizing he had drained his glass too quickly and probably ignored literally everything Alois had said because he had been way into the wine. Great. Good job at not being a failure Chris.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2016 3:34 pm
alois scholz (unmasked || 25/25 || riding the cotton pony Alois jabbed two bony fingers against his temple. Rage still haunted his gaze. „No, of course zat can’t be right. Don’t mind me, I’m just talking out of my ******** a** again. Zere’s not even place for disbelief here! Do you understand?? You’re at a ******** Faerie Ball wis’ a man on fire and spiders in suits and deer triplets zat aren’t ******** roadkill! You don’t get ze luxury of disbelief!
„Look, I found some vicegrips in one of ze rooms around here. Maybe zey’ll help you pull your head out of your a**. Who knows, you might like ze breeze after.“
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