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Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-25, 09:59 PM
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No good Deeds allowed, to thank someone, you could merely just not kill them.
If a individual is assassinated by means of trout, and has now known heirs, the assassin inherits all the person's belongings and debt.
Never reveal the secret forum's easy to uncover address.
Stabbing is allowed and encouraged.
Twister, on the other hand, is not.
My Legions of Terror will have helmets with clear plexiglass visors, not face-concealing ones.
My ventilation ducts will be too small to crawl through.
My noble half-brother whose throne I usurped will be killed, not kept anonymously imprisoned in a forgotten cell of my dungeon.
Shooting is not too good for my enemies.
The artifact which is the source of my power will not be kept on the Mountain of Despair beyond the River of Fire guarded by the Dragons of Eternity. It will be in my safe-deposit box. The same applies to the object which is my one weakness.
I will not gloat over my enemies' predicament before killing them.
When I've captured my adversary and he says, "Look, before you kill me, will you at least tell me what this is all about?" I'll say, "No." and shoot him. No, on second thought I'll shoot him then say "No."
After I kidnap the beautiful princess, we will be married immediately in a quiet civil ceremony, not a lavish spectacle in three weeks' time during which the final phase of my plan will be carried out.
I will not include a self-destruct mechanism unless absolutely necessary. If it is necessary, it will not be a large red button labelled "Danger: Do Not Push". The big red button marked "Do Not Push" will instead trigger a spray of bullets on anyone stupid enough to disregard it. Similarly, the ON/OFF switch will not clearly be labelled as such.
I will not interrogate my enemies in the inner sanctum -- a small hotel well outside my borders will work just as well.
I will be secure in my superiority. Therefore, I will feel no need to prove it by leaving clues in the form of riddles or leaving my weaker enemies alive to show they pose no threat.
One of my advisors will be an average five-year-old child. Any flaws in my plan that he is able to spot will be corrected before implementation.
All slain enemies will be cremated, or at least have several rounds of ammunition emptied into them, not left for dead at the bottom of the cliff. The announcement of their deaths, as well as any accompanying celebration, will be deferred until after the aforementioned disposal.
The hero is not entitled to a last kiss, a last cigarette, or any other form of last request.
I will never employ any device with a digital countdown. If I find that such a device is absolutely unavoidable, I will set it to activate when the counter reaches 117 and the hero is just putting his plan into operation.
I will never utter the sentence "But before I kill you, there's just one thing I want to know."
When I employ people as advisors, I will occasionally listen to their advice.
I will not have a son. Although his laughably under-planned attempt to usurp power would easily fail, it would provide a fatal distraction at a crucial point in time.
I will not have a daughter. She would be as beautiful as she was evil, but one look at the hero's rugged countenance and she'd betray her own father.
Despite its proven stress-relieving effect, I will not indulge in maniacal laughter. When so occupied, it's too easy to miss unexpected developments that a more attentive individual could adjust to accordingly.
I will hire a talented fashion designer to create original uniforms for my Legions of Terror, as opposed to some cheap knock-offs that make them look like Nazi stormtroopers, Roman footsoldiers, or savage Mongol hordes. All were eventually defeated and I want my troops to have a more positive mind-set.
No matter how tempted I am with the prospect of unlimited power, I will not consume any energy field bigger than my head.
I will keep a special cache of low-tech weapons and train my troops in their use. That way -- even if the heroes manage to neutralize my power generator and/or render the standard-issue energy weapons useless -- my troops will not be overrun by a handful of savages armed with spears and rocks.
I will maintain a realistic assessment of my strengths and weaknesses. Even though this takes some of the fun out of the job, at least I will never utter the line "No, this cannot be! I AM INVINCIBLE!!!" (After that, death is usually instantaneous.)
No matter how well it would perform, I will never construct any sort of machinery which is completely indestructible except for one small and virtually inaccessible vulnerable spot.
No matter how attractive certain members of the rebellion are, there is probably someone just as attractive who is not desperate to kill me. Therefore, I will think twice before ordering a prisoner sent to my bedchamber.
I will never build only one of anything important. All important systems will have redundant control panels and power supplies. For the same reason I will always carry at least two fully loaded weapons at all times.
My pet monster will be kept in a secure cage from which it cannot escape and into which I could not accidentally stumble.
I will dress in bright and cheery colors, and so throw my enemies into confusion.
All bumbling conjurers, clumsy squires, no-talent bards, and cowardly thieves in the land will be preemptively put to death. My foes will surely give up and abandon their quest if they have no source of comic relief.
All naive, busty tavern wenches in my realm will be replaced with surly, world-weary waitresses who will provide no unexpected reinforcement and/or romantic subplot for the hero or his sidekick.
I will not fly into a rage and kill a messenger who brings me bad news just to illustrate how evil I really am. Good messengers are hard to come by.
I won't require high-ranking female members of my organization to wear a stainless-steel bustier. Morale is better with a more casual dress-code. Similarly, outfits made entirely from black leather will be reserved for formal occasions.
I will not turn into a snake. It never helps.
I will not grow a goatee. In the old days they made you look diabolic. Now they just make you look like a disaffected member of Generation X.
I will not imprison members of the same party in the same cell block, let alone the same cell. If they are important prisoners, I will keep the only key to the cell door on my person instead of handing out copies to every bottom-rung guard in the prison.
If my trusted lieutenant tells me my Legions of Terror are losing a battle, I will believe him. After all, he's my trusted lieutenant.
If an enemy I have just killed has a younger sibling or offspring anywhere, I will find them and have them killed immediately, instead of waiting for them to grow up harboring feelings of vengeance towards me in my old age.
If I absolutely must ride into battle, I will certainly not ride at the forefront of my Legions of Terror, nor will I seek out my opposite number among his army.
I will be neither chivalrous nor sporting. If I have an unstoppable superweapon, I will use it as early and as often as possible instead of keeping it in reserve.
Once my power is secure, I will destroy all those pesky time-travel devices.
When I capture the hero, I will make sure I also get his dog, monkey, ferret, or whatever sickeningly cute little animal capable of untying ropes and filching keys happens to follow him around.
I will maintain a healthy amount of skepticism when I capture the beautiful rebel and she claims she is attracted to my power and good looks and will gladly betray her companions if I just let her in on my plans.
I will only employ bounty hunters who work for money. Those who work for the pleasure of the hunt tend to do dumb things like even the odds to give the other guy a sporting chance.
I will make sure I have a clear understanding of who is responsible for what in my organization. For example, if my general screws up I will not draw my weapon, point it at him, say "And here is the price for failure," then suddenly turn and kill some random underling.
If an advisor says to me "My liege, he is but one man. What can one man possibly do?", I will reply "This." and kill the advisor.
If I learn that a callow youth has begun a quest to destroy me, I will slay him while he is still a callow youth instead of waiting for him to mature.
I will treat any beast which I control through magic or technology with respect and kindness. Thus if the control is ever broken, it will not immediately come after me for revenge.
If I learn the whereabouts of the one artifact which can destroy me, I will not send all my troops out to seize it. Instead I will send them out to seize something else and quietly put a Want-Ad in the local paper.
My main computers will have their own special operating system that will be completely incompatible with standard IBM and Macintosh powerbooks.
If one of my dungeon guards begins expressing concern over the conditions in the beautiful princess' cell, I will immediately transfer him to a less people-oriented position.
I will hire a team of board-certified architects and surveyors to examine my castle and inform me of any secret passages and abandoned tunnels that I might not know about.
If the beautiful princess that I capture says "I'll never marry you! Never, do you hear me, NEVER!!!", I will say "Oh well" and kill her.
I will not strike a bargain with a demonic being then attempt to double-cross it simply because I feel like being contrary.
The deformed mutants and odd-ball psychotics will have their place in my Legions of Terror. However before I send them out on important covert missions that require tact and subtlety, I will first see if there is anyone else equally qualified who would attract less attention.
My Legions of Terror will be trained in basic marksmanship. Any who cannot learn to hit a man-sized target at 10 meters will be used for target practice.
Before employing any captured artifacts or machinery, I will carefully read the owner's manual.
If it becomes necessary to escape, I will never stop to pose dramatically and toss off a one-liner.
I will never build a sentient computer smarter than I am.
My five-year-old child advisor will also be asked to decipher any code I am thinking of using. If he breaks the code in under 30 seconds, it will not be used. Note: this also applies to passwords.
If my advisors ask "Why are you risking everything on such a mad scheme?", I will not proceed until I have a response that satisfies them.
I will design fortress hallways with no alcoves or protruding structural supports which intruders could use for cover in a firefight.
Bulk trash will be disposed of in incinerators, not compactors. And they will be kept hot, with none of that nonsense about flames going through accessible tunnels at predictable intervals.
I will see a competent psychiatrist and get cured of all extremely unusual phobias and bizarre compulsive habits which could prove to be a disadvantage.
If I must have computer systems with publically available terminals, the maps they display of my complex will have a room clearly marked as the Main Control Room. That room will be the Execution Chamber. The actual main control room will be marked as Sewage Overflow Containment.
My security keypad will actually be a fingerprint scanner. Anyone who watches someone press a sequence of buttons or dusts the pad for fingerprints then subsequently tries to enter by repeating that sequence will trigger the alarm system.
No matter how many shorts we have in the system, my guards will be instructed to treat every surveillance camera malfunction as a full-scale emergency.
I will spare someone who saved my life sometime in the past. This is only reasonable as it encourages others to do so. However, the offer is good one time only. If they want me to spare them again, they'd better save my life again.
All midwives will be banned from the realm. All babies will be delivered at state-approved hospitals. Orphans will be placed in foster-homes, not abandoned in the woods to be raised by creatures of the wild.
When my guards split up to search for intruders, they will always travel in groups of at least two. They will be trained so that if one of them disappears mysteriously while on patrol, the other will immediately initiate an alert and call for backup, instead of quizzically peering around a corner.
If I decide to test a lieutenant's loyalty and see if he/she should be made a trusted lieutenant, I will have a crack squad of marksmen standing by in case the answer is no.
If all the heroes are standing together around a strange device and begin to taunt me, I will pull out a conventional weapon instead of using my unstoppable superweapon on them.
I will not agree to let the heroes go free if they win a rigged contest, even though my advisors assure me it is impossible for them to win.
When I create a multimedia presentation of my plan designed so that my five-year-old advisor can easily understand the details, I will not label the disk "Project Overlord" and leave it lying on top of my desk.
I will instruct my Legions of Terror to attack the hero en masse, instead of standing around waiting while members break off and attack one or two at a time.
If the hero runs up to my roof, I will not run up after him and struggle with him in an attempt to push him over the edge. I will also not engage him at the edge of a cliff. (In the middle of a rope-bridge over a river of molten lava is not even worth considering.)
If I have a fit of temporary insanity and decide to give the hero the chance to reject a job as my trusted lieutentant, I will retain enough sanity to wait until my current trusted lieutenant is out of earshot before making the offer.
I will not tell my Legions of Terror "And he must be taken alive!" The command will be "And try to take him alive if it is reasonably practical."
If my doomsday device happens to come with a reverse switch, as soon as it has been employed it will be melted down and made into limited-edition commemorative coins.
If my weakest troops fail to eliminate a hero, I will send out my best troops instead of wasting time with progressively stronger ones as he gets closer and closer to my fortress.
If I am fighting with the hero atop a moving platform, have disarmed him, and am about to finish him off and he glances behind me and drops flat, I too will drop flat instead of quizzically turning around to find out what he saw.
I will not shoot at any of my enemies if they are standing in front of the crucial support beam to a heavy, dangerous, unbalanced structure.
If I'm eating dinner with the hero, put poison in his goblet, then have to leave the table for any reason, I will order new drinks for both of us instead of trying to decide whether or not to switch with him.
I will not have captives of one sex guarded by members of the opposite sex.
I will not use any plan in which the final step is horribly complicated, e.g. "Align the 12 Stones of Power on the sacred altar then activate the medallion at the moment of total eclipse." Instead it will be more along the lines of "Push the button."
I will make sure that my doomsday device is up to code and properly grounded.
My vats of hazardous chemicals will be covered when not in use. Also, I will not construct walkways above them.
If a group of henchmen fail miserably at a task, I will not berate them for incompetence then send the same group out to try the task again.
After I captures the hero's superweapon, I will not immediately disband my legions and relax my guard because I believe whoever holds the weapon is unstoppable. After all, the hero held the weapon and I took it from him.
I will not design my Main Control Room so that every workstation is facing away from the door.
I will not ignore the messenger that stumbles in exhausted and obviously agitated until my personal grooming or current entertainment is finished. It might actually be important.
If I ever talk to the hero on the phone, I will not taunt him. Instead I will say this his dogged perseverance has given me new insight on the futility of my evil ways and that if he leaves me alone for a few months of quiet contemplation I will likely return to the path of righteousness. (Heroes are incredibly gullible in this regard.)
If I decide to hold a double execution of the hero and an underling who failed or betrayed me, I will see to it that the hero is scheduled to go first.
When arresting prisoners, my guards will not allow them to stop and grab a useless trinket of purely sentimental value.
My dungeon will have its own qualified medical staff complete with bodyguards. That way if a prisoner becomes sick and his cellmate tells the guard it's an emergency, the guard will fetch a trauma team instead of opening up the cell for a look.
My door mechanisms will be designed so that blasting the control panel on the outside seals the door and blasting the control panel on the inside opens the door, not vice versa.
My dungeon cells will not be furnished with objects that contain reflective surfaces or anything that can be unravelled.
If an attractive young couple enters my realm, I will carefully monitor their activities. If I find they are happy and affectionate, I will ignore them. However if circumstance have forced them together against their will and they spend all their time bickering and criticizing each other except during the intermittent occasions when they are saving each others' lives at which point there are hints of sexual tension, I will immediately order their execution.
Any data file of crucial importance will be padded to 1.45Mb in size.
Finally, to keep my subjects permanently locked in a mindless trance, I will provide each of them with free unlimited Internet access.
I will not order my trusted lieutenant to kill the infant who is destined to overthrow me -- I'll do it myself.
I will not waste time making my enemy's death look like an accident -- I'm not accountable to anyone and my other enemies wouldn't believe it.
I will make it clear that I do know the meaning of the word "mercy"; I simply choose not show them any.
My undercover agents will not have tattoos identifying them as members of my organization, nor will they be required to wear military boots or adhere to any other dress codes.
I will design all doomsday machines myself. If I must hire a mad scientist to assist me, I will make sure that he is sufficiently twisted to never regret his evil ways and seek to undo the damage he's caused.
If my supreme command center comes under attack, I will immediately flee to safety in my prepared escape pod and direct the defenses from there. I will not wait until the troops break into my inner sanctum to attempt this.
Even though I don't really care because I plan on living forever, I will hire engineers who are able to build me a fortress sturdy enough that, if I am slain, it won't tumble to the ground for no good structural reason.
Any and all magic and/or technology that can miraculously resurrect a secondary character who has given up his/her life through self sacrifice will be outlawed and destroyed.
I will see to it that plucky young lads/lasses in strange clothes and with the accent of an outlander shall REGULARLY climb some monument in the main square of my capital and denounce me, claim to know the secret of my power, rally the masses to rebellion, etc. That way, the citizens will be jaded in case the real thing ever comes along.
I will not employ devious schemes that involve the hero's party getting into my inner sanctum before the trap is sprung.
I will offer oracles the choice of working exclusively for me or being executed.
I will not rely entirely upon "totally reliable" spells that can be neutralized by relatively inconspicuous talismans.
I will make the main entrance to my fortress standard-sized. While elaborate 60-foot high double-doors definitely impress the masses, they are hard to close quickly in an emergency.
I will never accept a challenge from the hero.
I will not engage an enemy single-handedly until all my soldiers are dead.
If I capture the hero's starship, I will keep it in the landing bay with the ramp down, only a few token guards on duty and a ton of explosives set to go off as soon as it clears the blast-range.
No matter how much I want revenge, I will never order an underling "Leave him. He's mine!"
If I have equipment which performs an important function, it will not be activated by a lever that someone could trigger by accidentally falling on when fatally wounded.
I will not attempt to kill the hero by placing a venomous creature in his room. It will just wind up accidentally killing one of my clumsy henchmen instead.
Since nothing is more irritating than a hero defeating you with basic math skills, all of my personal weapons will be modified to fire one more shot than the standard issue.
If I come into possession of an artifact which can only be used by the pure of heart, I will not attempt to use it regardless.
The gun turrets on my fortress will not rotate enough so that they may direct fire inward or at each other.
If I decide to hold a contest of skill open to the general public, contestants will be required to remove their hooded cloaks and shave their beards before entering.
Prior to kidnapping an older male scientist and forcing him to work for me, I will investigate his offspring and make sure that he has neither a beautiful but naive daughter who is willing to risk anything to get him back, nor an estranged son who works in the same field but had a falling-out with his father many years ago.
Should I actually decide to kill the hero in an elaborate escape-proof deathtrap room (water filling up, sand pouring down, walls converging, etc.) I will not leave him alone five-to-ten minutes prior to "imminent" death, but will instead (finding a vantage point or monitoring camera) stick around and enjoy watching my adversary's demise.
Rather than having only one secret escape pod, which the hero can easily spot and follow, I'll simultaneously launch a few dozen decoys to throw him off track.
Prison guards will have their own cantina featuring a wide variety of tasty treats that will deliver snacks to the guards while on duty. The guards will also be informed that accepting food or drink from any other source will result in execution.
I will not employ robots as agents of destruction if there is any possible way that they can be re-programmed or if their battery packs are externally mounted and easily removable.
Despite the delicious irony, I will not force two heroes to fight each other in the arena.
All members of my Legions of Terror will have professionally tailored uniforms. If the hero knocks a soldier unconscious and steals the uniform, the poor fit will give him away.
I will never place the key to a cell just out of a prisoner's reach.
Before appointing someone as my trusted lieutenant, I will conduct a thorough background investigation and security clearance.
If I find my beautiful consort with access to my fortress has been associating with the hero, I'll have her executed. It's regrettable, but new consorts are easier to get than new fortresses and maybe the next one will pay attention at the orientation meeting.
If I am escaping in a large truck and the hero is pursuing me in a small Italian sports car, I will not wait for the hero to pull up along side of me and try to force him off the road as he attempts to climb aboard. Instead I will slam on the brakes when he's directly behind me. (A rudimentary knowledge of physics can prove quite useful.)
My doomsday machine will have a highly-advanced technological device called a capacitor in case someone inconveniently pulls the plug at the last second. (If I have access to REALLY advanced technology, I will include a back-up device known as a battery.)
If I build a bomb, I will simply remember which wire to cut if it has to be deactivated and make every wire red.
Before spending available funds on giant gargoyles, gothic arches, or other cosmetically intimidating pieces of architecture, I will see if there are any valid military expenditures that could use the extra budget.
The passageways to and within my domain will be well-lit with fluorescent lighting. Regrettably, the spooky atmosphere will be lost, but my security patrols will be more effective.
If I'm sitting in my camp, hear a twig snap, start to investigate, then encounter a small woodland creature, I will send out some scouts anyway just to be on the safe side. (If they disappear into the foliage, I will not send out another patrol; I will break out the napalm.)
I will instruct my guards when checking a cell that appears empty to look for the chamber pot. If the chamber pot is still there, then the prisoner has escaped and they may enter and search for clues. If the chamber pot is not there, then either the prisoner is perched above the lintel waiting to strike them with it or else he decided to take it as a souvenir (in which case he is obviously deeply disturbed and poses no threat). Either way, there's no point in entering.
As an alternative to not having children, I will have lots of children. My sons will be too busy jockeying for position to ever be a real threat, and the daughters will all sabotage each other's attempts to win the hero.
If I have children and subsequently grandchildren, I will keep my three-year-old granddaughter near me at all times. When the hero enters to kill me, I will ask him to first explain to her why it is necessary to kill her beloved grandpa. When the hero launches into an explanation of morality way over her head, that will be her cue to pull the lever and send him into the pit of crocodiles. After all, small children like crocodiles almost as much as Evil Overlords and it's important to spend quality time with the grandkids.
If one of my daughters actually manages to win the hero and openly defies me, I will congratulate her on her choice, declare a national holiday to celebrate the wedding, and proclaim the hero my heir. This will probably be enough to break up the relationship. If not, at least I am assured that no hero will attack my Legions of Terror when they are holding a parade in his honor.
I will order my guards to stand in a line when they shoot at the hero so he cannot duck and have them accidentally shoot each other. Also, I will order some to aim above, below, and to the sides so he cannot jump out of the way.
My dungeon cell decor will not feature exposed pipes. While they add to the gloomy atmosphere, they are good conductors of vibrations and a lot of prisoners know Morse code.
If my surveillance reports any un-manned or seemingly innocent ships found where they are not supposed to be, they will be immediately vaporized instead of brought in for salvage.
I will classify my lieutenants in three categories: untrusted, trusted, and completely trusted. Promotion to the third category will be awarded posthumously.
Before ridiculing my enemies for wasting time on a device to stop me that couldn't possibly work, I will first acquire a copy of the schematics and make sure that in fact it couldn't possibly work.
Ropes supporting various fixtures will not be tied next to open windows or staircases, and chandeliers will be hung way at the top of the ceiling.
I will provide funding and research to develop tactical and strategic weapons covering a full range of needs so my choices are not limited to "hand to hand combat with swords" and "blow up the planet".
I will not set myself up as a god. That perilous position is reserved for my trusted lieutenant.
I will instruct my fashion designer that when it comes to accessorizing, second-chance body armor goes well with every outfit.
My Legions of Terror will be an equal-opportunity employer. Conversely, when it is prophesied that no man can defeat me, I will keep in mind the increasing number of non-traditional gender roles.
I will instruct my Legions of Terror in proper search techniques. In particular, if they are searching for escapees and someone shouts, "Quick! They went that way!", they must first ascertain the identity of this helpful informant before dashing off in hot pursuit.
If I know of any heroes in the land, I will not under any circumstance kill their mentors, teachers, and/or best friends.
If I have the hero and his party trapped, I will not wait until my Superweapon charges to finish them off if more conventional means are available.
Whenever plans are drawn up that include a time-table, I'll post-date the completion 3 days after it's actually scheduled to occur and not worry too much if they get stolen.
I will exchange the labels on my folder of top-secret plans and my folder of family recipes. Imagine the hero's surprise when he decodes the stolen plans and finds instructions for Grandma's Potato Salad.
If I burst into rebel headquarters and find it deserted except for an odd, blinking device, I will not walk up and investigate; I'll run like hell.
Before being accepted into my Legions of Terror, potential recruits will have to pass peripheral vision and hearing tests, and be able to recognize the sound of a pebble thrown to distract them.
I will occasionally vary my daily routine and not live my life in a rut. For example, I will not always take a swig of wine or ring a giant gong before finishing off my enemy.
If I steal something very important to the hero, I will not put it on public display.
When planning an expedition, I will choose a route for my forces that does not go through thick, leafy terrain conveniently located near the rebel camp.
I will hire one hopelessly stupid and incompetent lieutenant, but make sure that he is full of misinformation when I send him to capture the hero.
As an equal-opportunity employer, I will have several hearing-impaired body-guards. That way if I wish to speak confidentially with someone, I'll just turn my back so the guards can't read my lips instead of sending all of them out of the room.
If the rebels manage to trick me, I will make a note of what they did so that I do not keep falling for the same trick over and over again.
If I am recruiting to find someone to run my computer systems, and my choice is between the brilliant programmer who's head of the world's largest international technology conglomerate and an obnoxious 15-year-old dork who's trying to impress his dream girl, I'll take the brat and let the hero get stuck with the genius.
I will plan in advance what to do with each of my enemies if they are captured. That way, I will never have to order someone to be tied up while I decide his fate.
If I have massive computer systems, I will take at least as many precautions as a small business and include things such as virus-scans and firewalls.
I will be an equal-opportunity despot and make sure that terror and oppression is distributed fairly, not just against one particular group that will form the core of a rebellion.
I will not locate a base in a volcano, cave, or any other location where it would be ridiculously easy to bypass security by rapelling down from above.
I will allow guards to operate under a flexible work schedule. That way if one is feeling sleepy, he can call for a replacement, punch out, take a nap, and come back refreshed and alert to finish out his shift.
Although it would provide amusement, I will not confess to the hero's rival that I was the one who committed the heinous act for which he blames the hero.
If I am dangling over a precipice and the hero reaches his hand down to me, I will not attempt to pull him down with me. I will allow him to rescue me, thank him properly, then return to the safety of my fortress and order his execution.
I will have my fortress exorcized regularly. Although ghosts in the dungeon provide an appropriate atmosphere, they tend to provide valuable information once placated.
I will add indelible dye to the moat. It won't stop anyone from swimming across, but even dim-witted guards should be able to figure out when someone has entered in this fashion.
If a scientist with a beautiful and unmarried daughter refuses to work for me, I will not hold her hostage. Instead, I will offer to pay for her future wedding and her children's college tuition.
If I have the hero cornered and am about to finish him off and he says "Look out behind you!!" I will not laugh and say "You don't expect me to fall for that old trick, do you?" Instead I will take a step to the side and half turn. That way I can still keep my weapon trained on the hero, I can scan the area behind me, and if anything was heading for me it will now be heading for him.
I will not outsource core functions.
If I ever build a device to transfer the hero's energy into me, I will make sure it cannot operate in reverse.
I will decree that all hay be shipped in tightly-packed bales. Any wagonload of loose hay attempting to pass through a checkpoint will be set on fire.
I will not hold any sort of public celebration within my castle walls. Any event open to members of the public will be held down the road in the festival pavilion.
Before using any device which transfers energy directly into my body, I will install a surge suppressor.
I will hire a drama coach. The hero will think it must be a case of mistaken identity when confronted by my Minnesota accent (if everyone sounds American) or my Cornwall accent (if everyone sounds British).
If I capture an enemy known for escaping via ingenious and fantastic little gadgets, I will order a full cavity search and confiscate all personal items before throwing him in my dungeon.
I will not devise any scheme in which Part A consists of tricking the hero into unwittingly helping me and Part B consists of laughing at him then leaving him to his own devices.
I will not hold lavish banquets in the middle of a famine. The good PR among the guests doesn't make up for the bad PR among the masses.
I will funnel some of my ill-gotten gains into urban renewal projects. Although slums add a quaint and picturesque quality to any city, they too often contain unexpected allies for heroes.
I will never tell the hero "Yes I was the one who did it, but you'll never be able to prove it to that incompetent old fool." Chances are, that incompetant old fool is standing behind the curtain.
If my mad scientist/wizard tells me he has almost perfected my Superweapon but it still needs more testing, I will wait for him to complete the tests. No one ever conquered the world using a beta version.
I will not appoint a relative to my staff of advisors. Not only is nepotism the cause of most breakdowns in policy, but it also causes trouble with the EEOC.
If I appoint someone as my consort, I will not subsequently inform her that she is being replaced by a younger, more attractive woman.
If I am using the hero's girlfriend as a hostage and am holding her at the point of imminent death when confronting the hero, I will focus on her and not him. He won't try anything with his true love held hostage. On the other hand, the fact that she has been weak, slow-witted, naive and generally useless up to this point has no bearing on her actions at the moment of dramatic climax.
I will make several ludicrously erroneous maps to secret passages in my fortress and hire travellers to entrust them to aged hermits.
I will not use hostages as bait in a trap. Unless you're going to use them for negotiation or as human shields, there's no point in taking them.
I will hire an expert marksman to stand by the entrance to my fortress. His job will be to shoot anyone who rides up to challenge me.
I will explain to my Legions of Terror that guns are ranged weapons and swords are not. Anyone who attempts to throw a sword at the hero or club him with a gun will be summarily executed.
I will remember that any vulnerabilities I have are to be revealed strictly on a need-to-know basis. I will also remember that no one needs to know.
I will not make alliances with those more powerful than myself. Such a person would only double-cross me in my moment of glory. I will make alliances with those less powerful than myself. I will then double-cross them in their moment of glory.
During times of peace, my Legions of Terror will not be permitted to lie around drinking mead and eating roast boar. Instead they will be required to obey my dietician and my aerobics instructor.
All giant serpents acting as guardians in underground lakes will be fitted with sports goggles to prevent eye injuries.
All crones with the ability to prophesy will be given free facelifts, permanents, manicures, and Donna Karan wardrobes. That should pretty well destroy their credibility.
I will not employ an evil wizard if he has a sleazy mustache.
I will hire an entire squad of blind guards. Not only is this in keeping with my status as an equal opportunity employer, but it will come in handy when the hero becomes invisible or douses my only light source.
All repair work will be done by an in-house maintenance staff. Any alleged "repairmen" who show up at the fortress will be escorted to the dungeon.
When my Legions of Terror park their vehicle to do reconnaissance on foot, they will be instructed to employ The Club.
Employees will have conjugal visit trailers which they may use provided they call in a replacement and sign out on the timesheet. Given this, anyone caught making out in a closet while leaving their station unmonitored will be shot.
Members of my Legion of Terror will attend seminars on Sensitivity Training. It's good public relations for them to be kind and courteous to the general population when not actively engaged in sowing chaos and destruction.
I will not, under any circumstances, marry a woman I know to be a faithless, conniving, back-stabbing witch simply because I am absolutely desperate to perpetuate my family line. Of course, we can still date.
All guest-quarters will be bugged and monitored so that I can keep track of what the visitors I have for some reason allowed to roam about my fortress are actually plotting.
If my chief engineer displeases me, he will be shot, not imprisoned in the dungeon or beyond the traps he helped design.
I will not send out batalions composed wholly of robots or skeletons against heroes who have qualms about killing living beings.
I will not wear long, heavy cloaks. While they certainly make a bold fashion statement, they have an annoying tendency to get caught in doors or tripped over during an escape.
If a malignant being demands a sacrificial victim have a particular quality, I will check to make sure said victim has this quality immediately before the sacrifice and not rely on earlier results. (Especially if the quality is virginity and the victim is the hero's girlfriend.)
If I ever MUST put a digital timer on my doomsday device, I will buy one free from quantum mechanical anomalies. So many brands on the market keep perfectly good time while you're looking at them, but whenever you turn away for a couple minutes then turn back, you find that the countdown has progressed by only a few seconds.
If my Legions of Terror are defeated in a battle, I will quietly withdraw and regroup instead of launching a haphazard mission to assassinate the hero.
If I'm wearing the key to the hero's shackles around my neck and his former girlfriend now volunteers to become my mistress and we are all alone in my bedchamber on my bed and she offers me a goblet of wine, I will politely decline the offer.
I will not pick up a glowing ancient artifact and shout "It's power is now mine!!!" Instead I will grab some tongs, transfer it to a hazardous materials container, and transport it back to my lab for study.
I will be selective in the hiring of assassins. Anyone who attempt to strike down the hero the first instant his back is turned will not even be considered for the job.
Whatever my one vulnerability is, I will fake a different one. For example, ordering all mirrors removed from the palace, screaming and flinching whenever someone accidentally holds up a mirror, etc. In the climax when the hero whips out a mirror and thrusts it at my face, my reaction will be "Hmm...I think I need a shave."
My force-field generators will be located inside the shield they generate.
I reserve the right to execute any henchmen who appear to be a little too intelligent, powerful, or devious. However if I do so, I will not at some subsequent point shout "Why am I surrounded by these incompetent fools?!"
I will install a fire extinguisher in every room -- three, if the room contains vital equipment or volatile chemicals.
I will build machines which simply fail when overloaded, rather than wipe out all nearby henchmen in an explosion or worse yet set off a chain reaction. I will do this by using devices known as "surge protectors".
I will explain to my guards that most people have their eyes in the front of their heads and thus while searching for someone it makes little sense to draw a weapon and slowly back down the hallway.
All giant serpents acting as guardians in underground lakes will be fitted with sports goggles to prevent eye injuries.
All crones with the ability to prophesy will be given free facelifts, permanents, manicures, and Donna Karan wardrobes. That should pretty well destroy their credibility.
I will not employ an evil wizard if he has a sleazy mustache.
I will hire an entire squad of blind guards. Not only is this in keeping with my status as an equal opportunity employer, but it will come in handy when the hero becomes invisible or douses my only light source.
All repair work will be done by an in-house maintenance staff. Any alleged "repairmen" who show up at the fortress will be escorted to the dungeon.
When my Legions of Terror park their vehicle to do reconnaissance on foot, they will be instructed to employ The Club.
Employees will have conjugal visit trailers which they may use provided they call in a replacement and sign out on the timesheet. Given this, anyone caught making out in a closet while leaving their station unmonitored will be shot.
Members of my Legion of Terror will attend seminars on Sensitivity Training. It's good public relations for them to be kind and courteous to the general population when not actively engaged in sowing chaos and destruction.
I will not, under any circumstances, marry a woman I know to be a faithless, conniving, back-stabbing witch simply because I am absolutely desperate to perpetuate my family line. Of course, we can still date.
All guest-quarters will be bugged and monitored so that I can keep track of what the visitors I have for some reason allowed to roam about my fortress are actually plotting.
If my chief engineer displeases me, he will be shot, not imprisoned in the dungeon or beyond the traps he helped design.
I will not send out battalions composed wholly of robots or skeletons against heroes who have qualms about killing living beings.
I will not wear long, heavy cloaks. While they certainly make a bold fashion statement, they have an annoying tendency to get caught in doors or tripped over during an escape.
If a malignant being demands a sacrificial victim have a particular quality, I will check to make sure said victim has this quality immediately before the sacrifice and not rely on earlier results. (Especially if the quality is virginity and the victim is the hero's girlfriend.)
If I ever MUST put a digital timer on my doomsday device, I will buy one free from quantum mechanical anomalies. So many brands on the market keep perfectly good time while you're looking at them, but whenever you turn away for a couple minutes then turn back, you find that the countdown has progressed by only a few seconds.
If my Legions of Terror are defeated in a battle, I will quietly withdraw and regroup instead of launching a haphazard mission to assassinate the hero.
If I'm wearing the key to the hero's shackles around my neck and his former girlfriend now volunteers to become my mistress and we are all alone in my bedchamber on my bed and she offers me a goblet of wine, I will politely decline the offer.
I will not pick up a glowing ancient artifact and shout "Its power is now mine!!!" Instead I will grab some tongs, transfer it to a hazardous materials container, and transport it back to my lab for study.
I will be selective in the hiring of assassins. Anyone who attempts to strike down the hero the first instant his back is turned will not even be considered for the job.
Whatever my one vulnerability is, I will fake a different one. For example, ordering all mirrors removed from the palace, screaming and flinching whenever someone accidentally holds up a mirror, etc. In the climax when the hero whips out a mirror and thrusts it at my face, my reaction will be "Hmm...I think I need a shave."
My force-field generators will be located inside the shield they generate.
I reserve the right to execute any henchmen who appear to be a little too intelligent, powerful, or devious. However if I do so, I will not at some subsequent point shout "Why am I surrounded by these incompetent fools?!"
I will install a fire extinguisher in every room -- three, if the room contains vital equipment or volatile chemicals.
I will build machines which simply fail when overloaded, rather than wipe out all nearby henchmen in an explosion or worse yet set off a chain reaction. I will do this by using devices known as "surge protectors".
I will explain to my guards that most people have their eyes in the front of their heads and thus while searching for someone it makes little sense to draw a weapon and slowly back down the hallway.
I will have a staff of competent detectives handy. If I learn that someone in a certain village is plotting against me, I will have them find out who rather than wipe out the entire village in a preemptive strike.
I will never bait a trap with genuine bait.
If the hero claims he wishes to confess in public or to me personally, I will remind him that a notarized deposition will serve just as well.
If I have several diabolical schemes to destroy the hero, I will set all of them in motion at once rather than wait for them to fail and launch them successively.
I will not procrastinate regarding any ritual granting immortality.
Mythical guardians will be instructed to ask visitors name, purpose of visit, and whether they have an appointment instead of ancient riddles.
Parts of the list don't apply to AMEN.
Life has no meanin', meatbag. Only machines 'ave significance, on a cosmic scale.
The Previous Rules really don't matter

Raistlin1040
2007-07-25, 10:03 PM
Wow. You passed up the Raistlin and the Rose music referance. Now I won't show you to The Hall.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-25, 10:17 PM
Yay, a new thread!

Magtok celebrates by...doing absolutely nothing. His player has completely run out of ludicrous actions and sitations to put the cyborg in, so Magtok just sighs and watches TV.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-25, 10:20 PM
Don't worry Magtok, I have enough ludicrous situations for both of us!
Vespe and Magtok are suddenly on a tour cart thingy. It drives into a volcano, where two guys are fighting with lightsabers on a bridge.

Vespe stands up and points at them.
Now if you look over there, you'll see Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker fighting over the fate of the galaxy. Hey guys!
They stop their fight momentarily to wave, then continue fighting.

The cart sprouts wings and begins flying.
Now, we're off to meet Captain Kirk on the USS Enterprise. Please fasten your seat belts and keep all limbs and cyborgnetics inside the vehicle at all times.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-25, 10:28 PM
Magtok wonders if Vespe remembered to install some thingy to keep the vacuum of space from instantly killing the two of them. He decides to not take any chances, and pulls a breathing mask out of thin air.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-25, 10:34 PM
Vespe appears to be unaffected by the Cold Hard Vacuum of Space!

And here on your left, you'll see..the..Death...Star..
The tour cart thingy (along with Vespe) is blasted into oblivion.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-25, 10:46 PM
The next Magtok clone shows up.

That was a rather unpleasant ending. We didn't even get to do irrepairable damage to the Star Wars timeline, or decapitate Jar Jar Binks.

Raistlin1040
2007-07-25, 10:47 PM
Jar-Jar's head appears at Magtok's feet.

WAYYYYY ahead of you.

zeratul
2007-07-25, 10:57 PM
Ok guys, I think I'm gonna start being more regular here since I'm beccoming increasingly bored. Is that okay with you guys?

Xykon_Fan
2007-07-26, 02:35 AM
XF comes into the new thread, and promptly dematerializes into a cloud, he rematerializes on the ceiling, upside down, and sleeps like a bat for a while.

Castaras
2007-07-26, 10:29 AM
Lizzie chucks at Vespe an updated image to add to the first post (http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u130/Castaras/AMENbanner.png). She then fades away again.

Castaras summons a few potions designed to affect undead. She leaps up into the rafters and pours an emotion changing potion over the sleeping XF, before jumping back down and heading into the kitchen portal.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-26, 10:59 AM
Magtok glances at the first post.

I think we should get rid of the rules and Rex smilies. We made that junk a long time ago, the rules don't matter, and a lot of us aren't Evil Overlords.

He then turns to the Jar Jar head, and grins maliciously.

A mind is a terrible thing to waste.

He reaches into the amphibian's skull, takes the brain, and then rushes off to the lab.

Cathrindir
2007-07-26, 11:31 AM
Daerbain takes the brainless Jar-Jar head and puts it on a pike, grinning malicously.
"Best party decoration ever."

Lord Magtok
2007-07-26, 11:45 AM
Magtok comes back from the lab. He still seems to have some blood on dripping from his hands. He curiously glances at the head on a pike as he makes his way to the couch.

*sigh* Soo booring right now. Not enough people are around for me to unveil my latest death machine, Alarra hasn't come back with more cookies and unpoisoned food, and the thread still hasn't been moved to Structured Games. :smallfrown:

Castaras
2007-07-26, 11:47 AM
Ahh, but how many people would you need to be online to unveil your new death machine that is doomed to failure?

Castaras comes back out of the kitchen with another vial of some strange liquid.

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-26, 11:55 AM
Upon the dawn of the unluckiest AMEN thread yet Curly reconstitutes herself. "Being a pile of ash is boring. Especially if a certain Munchkin scatters your ashes to the four winds. Half of me ended up in Friendly Banter; so many good guys." Upon hearing Magtoks' complaint she sits down with a large bag of popcorn, unwaiting the unveiling of the latest Death Machine destined to go wrong; as usual.

Keledrath
2007-07-26, 11:59 AM
I have one question. Where am I on that banner?

Saurous
2007-07-26, 12:00 PM
Magtok comes back from the lab. He still seems to have some blood on dripping from his hands. He curiously glances at the head on a pike as he makes his way to the couch.

*sigh* Soo booring right now. Not enough people are around for me to unveil my latest death machine, Alarra hasn't come back with more cookies and unpoisoned food, and the thread still hasn't been moved to Structured Games. :smallfrown:

"How about instead of complaining about it being uninteresting around here right now, you do something about it? I'm sure everyone would enjoy watching your invention backfire, and perhaps it would liven things up."

Castaras
2007-07-26, 12:02 PM
I have one question. Where am I on that banner?

I'd only just noticed that your sig had changed from "Not being in AMEN" to "AMEN Intern". So, what does your character look like? Without description, I'll just assume they're your avatar.

'Cos I've also realised that I've missed out Daerbain, who I'm also assuming is his avatar, unless he says otherwise.

Keledrath
2007-07-26, 12:08 PM
Well, I can't seem to find it, but the Tek-tek that Saphire made is probably the best basis you'll get. I think it was in Raiders of the Lost Pie.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 12:13 PM
I propose that "the rules" should be replaced by random rules that we make up, as opposed to the Evil Overlord list. All in agreement raise your hand.

Vespe reaches into a bag and pulls out a dismembered hand, raising it in the air.

Keledrath
2007-07-26, 12:16 PM
Why not?
Bookboy raises BP's hand, so that he can continue the angel-frog heart transplant.

Exachix
2007-07-26, 12:21 PM
"Why waste time concerning ourselves with rules that don't matter anyway?"

Saurous
2007-07-26, 12:26 PM
"'Das Rules' is just filler, so the first post isn't just a banner. Why hasn't anyone removed the stupid Rex heads before, anyway?"

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 12:32 PM
"Dodgy, the smilies
Are. They bounce on and on an on.
Rex is up to something.
Evil, probably.
Dare we find out more?"

Saurous
2007-07-26, 12:34 PM
"Nah, it's probably just Rex's vain tendan..."

SP looks at Saphire for a moment, before finally speaking again.

"Why are you talking like that?"

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-26, 12:37 PM
"...Is that a dare? Because if it lasts more than ten posts people are going to be annoyed." says CP and Curly at once.

((pCP and Curly speak together in green because I can't be bothered to type in alternating colours))

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 12:37 PM
"Why waste time concerning ourselves with rules that don't matter anyway?"

Because it's fun :smalltongue:

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 12:38 PM
"A dare from Truth or Dare
Makes me speak like this.
Eternaly, or at lest untill the
Next three posts are up."

Saurous
2007-07-26, 12:42 PM
"Oh. Now it makes sense."

Saurous snickers.

"I think I actually like her better this way. She isn't as snotty like this.
A bit too melodramatic, though."

Keledrath
2007-07-26, 12:43 PM
Because it's fun :smalltongue:

And because we're bored.

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 12:46 PM
"Dare is now
Over!
Never shall I have to speak so
Eliquintly again.

But I am having fun... Maybe I'll continue..."

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-26, 12:46 PM
"Oh. Now it makes sense."

Saurous snickers.

"I think I actually like her better this way. She isn't as snotty like this.
A bit too melodramatic, though."

"Saur ans SP, you do realise that when she comes back you're in trouble. Oh, and Saur; aren't you meant to be on a plot-pause until MC comes back. Seeing as she's back technically you and MC should be in the basement attacking Faust."
Curly reconfigures a TV so it'll show Saur and MCs' Adventures in the Basement!.

Castaras
2007-07-26, 12:48 PM
Castaras looks up at the almighty player, and sighs.

Great googly moogly! You've gone and posted in Truth or Dare, haven't you?
Yep.
Hooray.

Saurous
2007-07-26, 12:48 PM
"Saphire says she has a cold, and encapable of role-playing, and I'd prefer to not be frozen for the next few days. The entire lower dungeon is in perpetual time-stop at the moment, until Saphire gets over her 'sickness'."

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 12:52 PM
"Saphire
Is sick with a
Cold, and thus more braindead then normal. Plots have been
Kicked away untill I can think again.

Hey, was my dare
Ever snatched up fast.
You must be brave."

Saphire apears to be enjoying herself. She looks around, and shrugs. "Fine, I'll stop."

Exachix
2007-07-26, 01:02 PM
"A cold is not a real sickness. Get over it you pansy."

Saurous
2007-07-26, 01:05 PM
SP sighs.

"She can write poetry, but can't make a decent role-playing action post. How does that work?"

Exachix
2007-07-26, 01:08 PM
Exachix's eyes glow a sullen grey as his mind is taken over by Coll.

"It doesn't. Poetry requires more thought. Saphhire! Just cope!"

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-26, 01:11 PM
"It's acrostics. Saphire took a dare. My player took a dare too. Forutunately it only last three more posts."
Curly is annoyed.

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 01:12 PM
"... Oh be that way. But don't blame me if my action posts make no sense. Considering the last time I tried it, my post contained 'Faust's flaming fists', consider yourselves lucky you didn't have to read it."

Moon Called ducks benieth the flaming blows, thrusting her leg out and attempting to kick Faust's feet so that he falls over.

Keledrath
2007-07-26, 01:13 PM
Saphire, any chance you still have that Tek-tek of me that you made? Rex just accepted my wiki application, and I need to get my page up.

Castaras
2007-07-26, 01:14 PM
Great Googly Moogly! Curly got the dare I created!
Will you stop saying that?
Six posts, Cassie, six posts...
Great...

Castaras goes and sits on the sofa, hiding from any wandering Great Googly Mooglys.

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 01:18 PM
"No, they're all on my Dad's computer. I'll email him and see if he can send me the document the links are on, though."

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-26, 01:18 PM
"Hah! That dare is over now. I can revert to normal next post." Curly throws something stake-shaped at Lizzie in retribution.

Exachix
2007-07-26, 01:20 PM
Coll's Presense leaves Exy's Mind.

"Accursed player And... back to normal."

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 01:20 PM
Psst...you know those pies that Castaras is always handing out? They're made of people!

I took a dare too. Yar.

...

Nah, I won't edit it. I see no reason.

Castaras
2007-07-26, 01:20 PM
Lizzie dodges the stake and grins.

Cassie's the vampier, not me.

Castaras waits a few moments.

When are you going to say Great Googly Moogly! then?
Don't need to when you said it.
Oh. Fine.

Lord Fullbladder, Master of Goblins
2007-07-26, 01:22 PM
"Did anyone else see Curly just throw a cow at someone, or am I lapsing back into that old 'Selective Sight' problem I had a while ago?"

Fullbladder proceeds to shrug nonchalantly, and wander off, shivering slightly.

Keledrath
2007-07-26, 01:23 PM
Please do.

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-26, 01:24 PM
"Nah, I threw it at you for a reason." The stake clatters against a wall, lands on the floor and turns into a mini land-shark. (About three foot long) It beigns to chase people aound the room. Especially the vampier ("Whose species name I made up for them!") and her player.
"Fullbladder STAKE not STEAK!" Curly sighs at Mr Selective Sight and tries to poke him with a STICK.

Saurous
2007-07-26, 01:26 PM
"Finally."

Faust is kicked, and he stumbles backwards. This is bad for Saurous, as he continues flying past his target, and hits the opposite wall. He mumbles a curse, and sends a bolt of energy hurling at Faust.

The pyrokineticist sighs, and he brings both now-doused hands together. Massive amounts of heat begin building up around them.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 01:27 PM
CKG is really an alien clown here to pave the way for an invasion to destroy us all!

DESTROY US ALL! DESTROY US ALL!

Vespe sighs.

How am I supposed to do this dare when everyone keeps simuing me? I am not editing to change it. Nope. Never. I refuse.

Lord Fullbladder, Master of Goblins
2007-07-26, 01:29 PM
(.drah si sihT)

.htarw s'ylruC eelf ot stpmetta reddalblluF

"!yawA !kcitS !eeeE"

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-26, 01:30 PM
CKG is really an alien clown here to pave the way for an invasion to destroy us all!

DESTROY US ALL! DESTROY US ALL!

Vespe sighs.

How am I supposed to do this dare when everyone keeps simuing me? I am not editing to change it. Nope. Never. I refuse.

"You keep saying that yet you edit to say you won't edit. That's dumb. And stop spreading so many rumours. Spread one about Saur or Bookboy already."
And for speaking backwards she throws yet another automated stick at Fullbladder. The first one thunks! into the back of his head.
"Why are all the AMENites taking dares?"

Castaras
2007-07-26, 01:37 PM
Great Googly Moogly! How am I supposed to know? I just did it because everyone else is doing it. I was thinking of doing it yesterday when all my troubles seemed so far away
2 and 7

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 01:39 PM
Castaras is quoting the Beatles because she's really Yoko Ono.
*gasp*

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 01:49 PM
Faust is kicked, and he stumbles backwards. This is bad for Saurous, as he continues flying past his target, and hits the opposite wall. He mumbles a curse, and sends a bolt of energy hurling at Faust.

The pyrokineticist sighs, and he brings both now-doused hands together. Massive amounts of heat begin building up around them.

Moon Called looks at Saurous, and gives him an appologetic shrug. She leaps to her feet. Upright once again, she swings her sword at Faust's arms, assuming they aren't to hot for her to get that close to. If they are, she pulls the kunai she got from RP out of her pocket, and throws it at his wrist as she jumps backwards.

((So if she can get close enough for a melee attack, then she swings her sword at him. If not, the kunai, in case I'm being confusing again.))

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 01:50 PM
Moon Called is lying. It's really the Sun Calling. :smalltongue:

Exachix
2007-07-26, 01:55 PM
"I'm not."

*grins*

Saurous
2007-07-26, 01:58 PM
Moon Called looks at Saurous, and gives him an appologetic shrug. She leaps to her feet. Upright once again, she swings her sword at Faust's arms, assuming they aren't to hot for her to get that close to. If they are, she pulls the kunai she got from RP out of her pocket, and throws it at his wrist as she jumps backwards.

((So if she can get close enough for a melee attack, then she swings her sword at him. If not, the kunai, in case I'm being confusing again.))

It is possible for Moon Called to get closer, but Faust manages to turn, making sure the sword hits only his right arm. He groans, and seems to loose focus, as the heat dies down somewhat. The turning allows Saurous's blast to hit him square between the eyes, and he falls backwards onto his back. He seems to go unconscious.

Saurous approaches Faust cautiously, his katana still held in his left hand.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 01:59 PM
Exy isn't a LG spy...he's a LN spy for the Vulcans!

And Saurous is a true simu-ninja.

Castaras
2007-07-26, 02:01 PM
Castaras grabs a cartoon club out of thin air and thwacks Vespe with it.

Get back! Get Back! Get back to where you once belonged!

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 02:01 PM
Saphire, who had been watching from the rafters, opens her mouth to say something, but is silenced by a glare from Moon Called, who makes a few geusters for a pair of gaurds to come. She glances at Saurous, then returns her gaze to Faust, but makes no move to go towards the pyro.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 02:03 PM
Moon Called really wants you to make puns about her name. She really likes them.

Vespe looks at Castaras.

:biggrin:

That was offically the best dare ever.

Castaras
2007-07-26, 02:05 PM
It was? I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello. And crap, I can't remember how many more posts I've got left. 4 I think.

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-26, 02:10 PM
"Yeah, about four." Curly motions for Cassie and Vespe to come look at the action in the basement. Saying some stuff about how this is entirelty God Mod free and therefore a bit odd, considering where they are.
She then hands out those weird little foam hand thingies and says "Just say who you want to win and it'll inscribe itself upon the foam."

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 02:14 PM
Who cares? Everyone knows CKG is rigging the fight anyway.
Vespe makes a tick on a piece of paper.
One more.

Saurous
2007-07-26, 02:15 PM
Saphire, who had been watching from the rafters, opens her mouth to say something, but is silenced by a glare from Moon Called, who makes a few geusters for a pair of gaurds to come. She glances at Saurous, then returns her gaze to Faust, but makes no move to go towards the pyro.

Saurous watches Faust for a moment, putting his sword back into it's sheath. He takes another step towards Faust, and kneels down next to him. Faust's eyes fly open and he sits upright to strike Saurous, but he presses his lich hand against the pyro's face.

"Paralyzing Touch."

Faust freezes in motion, and Saurous stands upright again.

Exachix
2007-07-26, 02:16 PM
"1 tonne of Napalm, delivered to my room."

Exachix hmms and seems very confused. as if that message was meant elsewhere.

Castaras
2007-07-26, 02:23 PM
Castaras shrugs, and walks over to Magtok's seemingly offline body. She carefully writes on his head in bright pink pen "I'm a loser, I'm a loser, And I'm not what I appear to be."
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CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-26, 02:25 PM
"Vespe. I don't rig fights like these in July. I only rig fights Jan-June and September-Dec. Besides, it's not as if I'm taking bets is it?" Curly hands out more foam hands to minions; the vast majority appear to be voting for Faust. Why? To have a longer plot. However, Saur is rather popular. With about 20% of the minions.
"Does anyone know where Maur is?"

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 02:26 PM
Saurous watches Faust for a moment, putting his sword back into it's sheath. He takes another step towards Faust, and kneels down next to him. Faust's eyes fly open and he sits upright to strike Saurous, but he presses his lich hand against the pyro's face.

"Paralyzing Touch."

Faust freezes in motion, and Saurous stands upright again.

Moon Called nods at the gaurds, who hoist Faust over their shoulders. "You know the drill. Lock him in a cell. And this time, I want competent gaurds watching him for once. Maybe a mage who can dispell whatever magic he tries to use." The gaurds nod, and start to walk off.

Keledrath
2007-07-26, 02:27 PM
I have an idea. Try using an anti-magic zone on the cell.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 02:30 PM
Bookboy is illiterate! Whew. Finally done.
Vespe falls down on the couch and starts playing a completely generic and non specified video type game.

Lord Fullbladder, Master of Goblins
2007-07-26, 02:33 PM
.tfel neves ylnO !pasG

.ylbirroh gniliaf ,llab rethgit a otni lruc ot stpmetta reddalblluF .stew egral etaerc ro doolb gniward sesac lareves ni dna gnisiurb esuac ot nigeb skcits ehT .yppup deracs a ekil gnirepmihw dna gnirewoc ,noitisop latef a otni kcab sllaf reddalblluF.

"*repmihw* !skcits htiw em gnittih potS"

Saurous
2007-07-26, 02:34 PM
Faust, well, is rather easy to carry, being paralyzed.

Saurous sighs, and glances about at the mess that used to be the current hallway. He pulls out the small crystal ball he normally uses as a communication device.

"Kuro, I need some cement down on hallway 6-B.

Yes, someone blew a hole in the floor again."

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-26, 03:22 PM
The minions, noticing who won, quickly change the words on their foam hands to Go Saur! and cheer loudly as Saur triumphs over his plot-induced villain - again.

Curly collects in the bets made by gullible minions and stores the money in her room somewhere.

Elsewhere a dozen minions created only for three minutes fall through the hole Saur and MC and Faust made in the floor. They will probably splat! but it depends on whatever's in the room underneath.

Saurous
2007-07-26, 03:41 PM
Saurous sighs as a black mage and a pair of undead behemoths walk down the hallway. Both of the undead are carrying large bags of cement over their shoulders. The two undead begin filling in the very large cracks in the floor.

"Geez, what happened here?" Kuro, the mage, says.

"Faust escaped."

"Ah, right. Why isn't he dead yet, anyways?"

"SP won't let me cause his death yet. He says he is still a useful plot character at the moment."

Raistlin1040
2007-07-26, 05:33 PM
Dynasty Mod of Dragonlance: Why is the thread still in SMBG?

Saurous
2007-07-26, 05:35 PM
"It's because the mods must not have notic- dangit, not you, too."

SP shakes his head, mumbling something about the amount of people doing dares.

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 05:35 PM
"What? Dares are fun."

Raistlin1040
2007-07-26, 05:37 PM
Dynasty Mod of Dragonlance: I'm only doing this so I get 20 posts of worship in return.

Keledrath
2007-07-26, 05:39 PM
Hey Raistlin, is Chazz still in Trog's?

Saurous
2007-07-26, 05:40 PM
"Riiiight. You do realize that someone could just do the truth, and then they would get the 20 posts of worship, right?"

Raistlin1040
2007-07-26, 05:43 PM
Dynasty Mod of Dragonlance: Nope. Can't change the dare unless you do the old one.

And yes Bookboy, he is.

Xykon_Fan
2007-07-26, 05:44 PM
XF shifts in his sleep, and the potion takes effect in about...(Whenever my life settles down)...I won't be around for a while (moving to TX)

Saurous
2007-07-26, 05:46 PM
Dynasty Mod of Dragonlance: Nope. Can't change the dare unless you do the old one.

And yes Bookboy, he is.

"Yes, but they get to put the dare: 'Proclaim your everlasting worship of me in your next 20 posts'.

Oh, forget it. Khantalas changed it anyways."

Raistlin1040
2007-07-26, 05:49 PM
Dynasty Mod of Dragonlance: You're supposed to make it "Proclaim your everlasting worship of Raistlin in your next 20 posts." And Khan's a cheater.

Saurous
2007-07-26, 05:54 PM
"It's funny how worked-up people get over games like that."

Meanwhile, downstairs, Saurous looks at his watch as Kuro and the undead continue working on the floor.

"Soooooo...now what?"

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 06:00 PM
"Random Link #2 to my Gaia profile. (http://www.gaiaonline.com/profiles/?u=8315391) I have no clue what to do." She says. "How about we start a Gain Branch of AMEN.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 06:01 PM
We were going to do that, remember? Then someone shot it down for some reason.

Anyway, I guess. I have a Gaia account I never use.

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 06:04 PM
Random Link #3 (http://www.google.ca)

"I'll create a guild for it, then."

Saurous
2007-07-26, 06:07 PM
"Wasn't it something along the lines of half the Association not feeling like doing it? And because no one really has the attention span for it?"

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 06:10 PM
"Well, I use Gaia alot anyway, so I don't mind running it. You guys can join in if you want to, but I'm assured this will remain our main branch."

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 06:15 PM
I can't join until my avatar looks decent. How the hell do you change your haircut?

Raistlin1040
2007-07-26, 06:18 PM
((I need to borrow an email. Damn parents controlling my computer usage.))

Mr. Moon
2007-07-26, 06:18 PM
"There's a parlor in Derum that does it. But it's permanent."

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 06:22 PM
((Borrow an email? Huh?))

Ooh....better pick a good one then. *goes to look at Gaian version of Vespe MC made*

Raistlin1040
2007-07-26, 06:23 PM
((Use it for registration. My parents are the equivelent of nazis. No phone, no email, no messanger. Keep thinking I'll get in trouble or some other parental crap like that.))

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 06:27 PM
((Hmm..register for what? I have a few email addresses I never use.))

Raistlin1040
2007-07-26, 06:28 PM
((Gaia. And maybe the AMEN Wiki.))

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 06:32 PM
((Okay..lemme see...use shrapnelwolf@hotmail.com. Never use it.))

Raistlin1040
2007-07-26, 06:35 PM
((Owe you one))

Keledrath
2007-07-26, 06:45 PM
Just finished that annoyingly long starter quest. Bookboy13.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 07:00 PM
Hey MC, was the hair you used on Gaia Vespe Guys Flow Navy? :smallconfused:

Yeah... it is. Never mind.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-26, 08:43 PM
Another person is going to be able to post on the wiki? Oh gods, no. This won't end well. :smalleek:

PirateMonk
2007-07-26, 08:59 PM
"I've had an article for a while, but for some reason I still can't edit it." PM glares at the Fourth Wall.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-26, 09:10 PM
Just PM me what you want for your member's thingy, and I'll post it there.

By the way, I edited Rex's page, since he's no longer an AMENite. (Until he eventually comes crawling back to us, which I know he'll do.)

Saurous
2007-07-26, 09:44 PM
Saurous reads over the new addition to the Idiotarum article, and sighs.

"He isn't the only egotistical and self-obsessed bastard here..."

Lord Magtok
2007-07-26, 09:51 PM
I'm not self-obsessed, Saur. If I was, I'd...damn, you're right, I am egotistical. :smallfrown:

But I've been improving a little. I don't rant about myself that much, brag about my accomplishments, or try to involve myself in plots like I used to.

Raistlin1040
2007-07-26, 10:04 PM
((Anyone in the Gaia AMEN guild, send me a PM about it. Raistlin1040))

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-26, 11:07 PM
I has City of Villains, yay. :smallbiggrin:

So it's installed and my account is set up. Now all that's left to do is to sit through the endless waves of patches. :smallannoyed:

Can't wait...

PirateMonk
2007-07-27, 05:49 AM
"Yeah, that's always fun.

The thing about CoV AMEN is that no one really has powers that fit into that very well besides Saur and Magtok. Though the costumes would work. Maybe."

Korith
2007-07-27, 09:20 AM
Well now, someone's been quite exact in including my frequently used invisibility in that banner, haven't they? Or is this some low-handed enterprise aimed at extracting me from the group?

And no, there is no backwards hidden message highlighted in there. Go about your business.

Oh, and I've already made Korith on CoV. Pinnacle server. Fire/Dark Corruptor.
Global @Darkmatter Storm

Castaras
2007-07-27, 09:29 AM
Well now, someone's been quite exact in including my frequently used invisibility in that banner, haven't they? Or is this some low-handed enterprise aimed at extracting me from the group?

As I said, I missed out quite a few people. You seem to have been one of them. I'll probably have finished the updated banner in a few hours, which will have got rid of some of the members who've quit, and added in those I forgot.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-27, 10:48 AM
"The thing about CoV AMEN is that no one really has powers that fit into that very well besides Saur and Magtok."

Damn you, PM! Now I want the game even more!

Korith
2007-07-27, 11:07 AM
Check your inbox, Magtok.

*Evil laughter*

Dr. Bath
2007-07-27, 11:58 AM
((City of Villains? Which server?))

Korith
2007-07-27, 12:15 PM
I've got villains on Pinnacle and Triumph. Korith is on Pinnacle, and Triumph is full for me (though I've got a level 1 I can just delete and do-over). I've also got stuff on other servers, but they're so insignificant they don't bare mentioning.

On Pinnacle:

Metalwoman: Level 10 Energy Melee/Invulnerable Brute
Korith: Level 6? Fire/Dark Corruptor
Wolf of Rogue Isles: Level 4 Super Strength/Dark Armor Brute
Keeper of Might: Level 1 ??/Kinetics Corruptor

On Triumph
Inconceivable Notion: Level 18 Bots/Traps Mastermind
Robot Death Ninja: Level 17 Energy Melee/Ninjitsu Stalker
Aural Overlord: Level 12 Sonic/Kinetics Corruptor
Hell's Satyr: Level 12 Mind/Energy Dominator

And of course, heroes. Ranging from level 1-50...most of them in their teens.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-27, 12:17 PM
Hmm...I'm on Freedom, I think. And I'm just a level 2 Brute. :smallyuk:

Korith
2007-07-27, 12:19 PM
I'll PvP you with my level 3 Storm/Archery defender!

Heck, I could just throw together another villain there. Freedom: the overcrowded server.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-27, 12:20 PM
Magtok sighs as he waits for the updatey thing.

Ugh, 189:36:20 remaining. And that's only for the first loady thing, and I'm sure there's a least a dozen that will come after this. By the time its done, the ten day trial will be over. This better be worth it.

Saurous
2007-07-27, 01:18 PM
"That's the one thing I don't like about CoV. The updates are terrible if you aren't on constantly."

SP sighs, and wonders if he should even bother reactivating his account again.

Korith
2007-07-27, 01:22 PM
How long has it been inactive? There's maybe a hundred or so megs of updates since issue 7 (6/6/6).

Saurous
2007-07-27, 01:28 PM
"It's been inactive since sometime between February and March. I don't believe there would be that much of a problem with updates."

Mr. Moon
2007-07-27, 01:28 PM
Random Link #7 (http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=30321549&page=8)

"The Gaia guild's gonna have to wait for a bit. It costs 20k gold to create one, and I have 5k. Which is gonna go right towards a pair of Muskiteer boots when I have 9k. So you'll have some time to get your avatars together before I create the guild."

Saurous
2007-07-27, 01:55 PM
Saurous wonders in, and looks about at the surprisingly tame and calm base.

"Ah, the calm of the base when there isn't a superpowered harbinger of doom looming over you."

He pauses, and sighs.

"Rather dull, though."

Lord Magtok
2007-07-27, 03:40 PM
Saurous wonders in, and looks about at the surprisingly tame and calm base.

"Ah, the calm of the base when there isn't a superpowered harbinger of doom looming over you."

After hearing this, Magtok runs to the labs to build something new.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-27, 04:06 PM
Magtok is joining COV? Glee and happiness! I can't wait to see how your character turns out. I mean, the mastermind archetype just screams Magtok, and the character creator has robotic limbs and everything.

PirateMonk
2007-07-27, 04:08 PM
"Would you say he's /Traps or /Forcefields? And are you ever going to continue with the AMEN D20 thing?"

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-27, 04:11 PM
I haven't made a Mastermind yet so I wouldn't know. And no one's posted in the OOC thread in forever :P

Lord Magtok
2007-07-27, 04:27 PM
Magtok comes out of the labs.

My player's been looking at some Mastermind stuff, and he agrees with you Vespe. I just wish this damn thing would load. It currently is at 200:47:48, at 3.4K/sec, and 39.6M/2.3G. Does anyone know what that stuff means, or how long this thing is gonna take? :smallfrown: :smallconfused:

PirateMonk
2007-07-27, 04:28 PM
"'Forever' meaning 'in three days'? Oh, and I've settled on TN Druid//Cleric of Boccob, because Druids are fun. Are we doing Gestalt as +1 LA?"

Raistlin1040
2007-07-27, 05:12 PM
((Meh. I can't buy CoV. I'm saving up for WoW))

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-27, 05:17 PM
((Meh. I can't buy CoV. I'm saving up for WoW))

((I played WoW. Had some fun. Got bored of it rather quick.

How would you like a free trial of COV?))

Raistlin1040
2007-07-27, 05:18 PM
((Sure I guess. Also, Vespe, I need you to check your shrapnelwolf email. My verification code for the wikidot is coming.))

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-27, 05:27 PM
((Wait...it might not work because it needs to be sent over email...eh...if you really want to do it, I could probably send you the code and the link..hmm...))

Raistlin1040
2007-07-27, 05:30 PM
((Whatever works. I'm not extremely set one way or the other.))

edit...((Goddamnit. What's the super secret password?))

Saurous
2007-07-27, 08:39 PM
SP, after having apparently left over the past few hours, comes back with a bottle of Advil and a cup of water. He rolls his eyes around in his head.

"Ugh, now I know what a migraine is."

Lord Magtok
2007-07-27, 09:53 PM
Magtok's player appears, and sighs when he checks to see the progress his computer has made with loading the CoV thingy.

*Sigh* I've only loaded about 5%. And I've been loading the thing since the afternoon, stopping only for about a few hours to have dinner and stuff. I should just give up. :smallfrown:


"Would you say he's /Traps or /Forcefields?"

I'd say he's /forcefields. The cyborg would much rather focus on his own safety than try to damage the enemy, and they seem more high-tech. Speaking of which, what do the CoV robot minions look like? Are they the kinds of things Magtok would use?

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-27, 10:01 PM
Well...I don't know what to say man. I'd stick with it though. It really is a cool game.

Want me to see if I can make Magtok in the character generator? I won't keep 'im, just take a screenshot.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-27, 10:16 PM
Go ahead. If this thing miraculously finishes loading before the ten day trial is over, I can use the pic to help me make the cyborg.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-27, 10:46 PM
For some reason the character creator was being weird.. I'll try and make Maggot later, okay?

Raistlin1040
2007-07-27, 11:05 PM
*pokes nearest AMENite* What's the super secret password?

Lord Fullbladder, Master of Goblins
2007-07-27, 11:27 PM
.drowssap eht ton ylraec si dna ,gnihton snaem ,esruoc fo ,sihT

".fraN"

.eye eht ni niltsiaR kool ot ylwols snurt reddalblluF

Raistlin1040
2007-07-28, 12:05 AM
((Obviously not. Because it doesn't work.))

Lord Fullbladder, Master of Goblins
2007-07-28, 12:08 AM
!eerf si I

((."drowssaP" yrt ,mU

!krow on ti esruoc fO ?gniyas neeb ev'I tahw ot gninetsil neeb t'nevah uoy ,tahW))

Raistlin1040
2007-07-28, 12:10 AM
((*Shakes head in frustration*))

Korith
2007-07-28, 08:04 AM
Magtok comes out of the labs.

My player's been looking at some Mastermind stuff, and he agrees with you Vespe. I just wish this damn thing would load. It currently is at 200:47:48, at 3.4K/sec, and 39.6M/2.3G. Does anyone know what that stuff means, or how long this thing is gonna take? :smallfrown: :smallconfused:

Dude...are you on dialup or something?

What that means is that it's going to take over a week to download at this point.

Saurous
2007-07-28, 08:40 AM
Magtok's player appears, and sighs when he checks to see the progress his computer has made with loading the CoV thingy.

*Sigh* I've only loaded about 5%. And I've been loading the thing since the afternoon, stopping only for about a few hours to have dinner and stuff. I should just give up. :smallfrown:

I'd say he's /forcefields. The cyborg would much rather focus on his own safety than try to damage the enemy, and they seem more high-tech. Speaking of which, what do the CoV robot minions look like? Are they the kinds of things Magtok would use?

"Don't worry, at this rate, you may actually have a few hours of play before the ten-day trial runs out.

Anyways, the basic robotic minion looks something like..."

SP pulls out an image.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v236/TAYLOR444/kewdtwcbdk.png

Lord Magtok
2007-07-28, 03:07 PM
Arrgh! My eyes! The picture increased the loading time!

Magtok quickly sets the picture thingy to the lowest quality so it doesn't slow down the CoV thingy, and wanders around the playground for a while.

Ooh, a new WW game. And the one I'm in has almost been won by AMEN! And the AMEN D20 game is still unstarted. Maybe if a few more people got involved and posted here (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/newreply.php?do=newreply&p=2948601), we may actually be able to do this. *Nudge, nudge. Wink, wink.*

Exachix
2007-07-28, 03:21 PM
Exachix hmms.

"Downloads. Man's one true bane."

PirateMonk
2007-07-28, 03:35 PM
"Hey, I know! If we can't get enough people for the D20 game, we can draft Exy!"

Mr. Moon
2007-07-28, 03:53 PM
"You know, it's kinda desturbing that you all can track me down in the Gaia reality so easily." Moon Called says as she watches Saphire add Bookboy to her freinds list.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-28, 03:57 PM
What's your Gaia name? :smallconfused:
And for that matter, what's everyone else's?

Mr. Moon
2007-07-28, 04:06 PM
"I'm Moon Called Shadesri, then there's Raistlin1040 and Bookboy 13."

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-28, 04:07 PM
Right. I'm Shrapnelwolf.

PirateMonk
2007-07-28, 04:10 PM
"Hey, I know! We could go defeat Megorgliazgw to retrieve the Wicked Doom Apparatus and... do something."

Raistlin1040
2007-07-28, 05:57 PM
"You know, it's kinda desturbing that you all can track me down in the Gaia reality so easily." Moon Called says as she watches Saphire add Bookboy to her freinds list.

You posted your profile on page 4. Also Vespe, activate the account. Check your shrapnelwolf email.

Mr. Moon
2007-07-28, 07:06 PM
"You're Shrapnelwolf? Darn, and here I was hoping I was getting popular enough to have random people trying to add me to their freinds list. I'll send the freinds request."

She pauses, and looks at Raistlin. "You know, that'd do it."

Lord Magtok
2007-07-28, 09:24 PM
Magtok sighs loudly.

It's even quieter around here than the time I was gone for seven days due to illness. People are too busy being in Saur and MC's plot, messing around with Gaia, and getting onto the wiki to spend time here. :smallfrown:

We all need to get back together, and do something silly. I'm getting bored.

PirateMonk
2007-07-28, 09:51 PM
"Well, there's always:"


"Hey, I know! We could go defeat Megorgliazgw to retrieve the Wicked Doom Apparatus and... do something."

Mr. Moon
2007-07-28, 09:55 PM
Saphire sighs and looks at Moon Called. She sighs and looks at Saphire. "Do I have to?"

"I'm bored. MP's bored. PM's bored."

"I have to work with Magtok?"

"Look, you're in the same freaking orginization. It's sort of expected of you."

Saurous
2007-07-28, 09:56 PM
Magtok sighs loudly.

It's even quieter around here than the time I was gone for seven days due to illness. People are too busy being in Saur and MC's plot, messing around with Gaia, and getting onto the wiki to spend time here.

We all need to get back together, and do something silly. I'm getting bored.

"Magtok, the plot that I'm currently doing consists of all of two people. Secondly, if you are bored, simply start your own forsaken plot. It is as simple as that. You seem to bitch and complain whenever someone else creates one."

"Besides, we seem to have a new plot, anyways. I think it should be called 'City of Villains Tech Support'." :smallannoyed:

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-28, 10:10 PM
I know something silly we can all do! We should form a band and tour all around *whatever planet AMEN is on*

Dibs on piano, lead guitar, and vocals :smalltongue:

PirateMonk
2007-07-28, 10:14 PM
"No! Bad Vespe! No bands!"

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-28, 10:15 PM
*sigh*

Ah well. Looks like the AMEN Tragical History tour is delayed again.

Saurous
2007-07-28, 10:28 PM
"Why can't we actually do something like raiding an...you know what? I'm not even going to suggest anything. Someone is going to say something along the lines of 'No, Saur. Your plots are stupid! You make too many!'."

Lord Magtok
2007-07-28, 10:32 PM
Vespe, for some reasons I can already see the causes of the band breaking up in my mind.

The lead singer is caught with twenty thousand grams of some zombie drug at an airport, and sent to prison.

The drummer (Uberblah, since he has four arms) is put to sleep by those same people who handle rabid animals, after horribly maiming a critic.

Someone falls in love with someone else. :smallyuk:

A deal is made with some demon to get amazing musical abilities, and it backfires horribly later on.

And on an unrelated note, I've given up on CoV until my player's father decides to stop being cheap, and get a decent interweb thingy.


"Why can't we actually do something like raiding an...you know what? I'm not even going to suggest anything. Someone is going to say something along the lines of 'No, Saur. Your plots are stupid! You make too many!'."

...When I first mentioned the number of plots you have, I wasn't trying to suggest that you should stop or anything. Your plots are good, and raiding stuff sounds fun, as long as nobody nukes the target before we can do anything.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-28, 10:33 PM
The problem is that your plots are always too serious, boring, and long and everyone here (especially me) has the attention span (as well as emotional maturity) of a chipmunk hopped up on caffeine and sugar.

Vespe then puts on The Fool on the Hill on the AMEN jukebox. By The Beatles, of course.


Vespe, for some reasons I can already see the causes of the band breaking up in my mind.

The lead singer is caught with twenty thousand grams of some zombie drug at an airport, and sent to prison.

The drummer (Uberblah, since he has four arms) is put to sleep by those same people who handle rabid animals, after horribly maiming a critic.

Someone falls in love with someone else. :smallyuk:

A deal is made with some demon to get amazing musical abilities, and it backfires horribly later on.

And on an unrelated note, I've given up on CoV until my player's father decides to stop being cheap, and get a decent interweb thingy.

Ah well...maybe some day...

Draken
2007-07-28, 10:33 PM
Walks in.

Bon Jour mes ami.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-28, 10:41 PM
An alarm suddenly goes off, and a dozen of these (http://www.gamasutra.com/galleries/visual_art/sean_odaniels/sod_work2.jpg) surround the newcomer.

Hello, new guy. I'm Magtok, head of cybernetics, robotics, mechanical stuf, etc. here at the Association. Welcome to our evil lair. I hope you can return from the dead, because people here have a tendency to die often.

Saurous
2007-07-28, 10:41 PM
...When I first mentioned the number of plots you have, I wasn't trying to suggest that you should stop or anything. Your plots are good, and raiding stuff sounds fun, as long as nobody nukes the target before we can do anything.

"That's the problem. Someone complains, obliterates our target, and calls it a day! All I have to say to Vespe is:

GROW UP!

I mean you annoying fu-"

SP then presses the mute button on his Universal Remote as Saurous begins to go into some rather unsavory language.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-28, 10:46 PM
"That's the problem. Someone complains, obliterates our target, and calls it a day! All I have to say to Vespe is:

GROW UP!

I mean you annoying fu-"

SP then presses the mute button on his Universal Remote as Saurous begins to go into some rather unsavory language.

...

Vespe teleports away.

Draken
2007-07-28, 10:47 PM
Hello Magtok, and of course I have, what kind of spellcaster I would be if I couldn't?

Just to present myself, Draken Frosthand, and these...

He weaves his staff, and swarms of tiny angry aberrations come in.

...These are my servants.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-28, 10:56 PM
Magtok pauses for a moment to collect his thoughts.

The Vespe/Saur hatred seems to be growing stronger. If I somehow find a way to encourage this rivalry, Saur might forget his hatred for me, and I might be able to go for a month without dying! This is my second-best idea ever! Muhahahahahahaha!

Magtok turns to Draken, and doesn't seem to show any sign of what he was thinking about.

Do you mind if I just call you Frosthand? I think it sounds cooler.

Draken
2007-07-28, 11:00 PM
That depends, can I call you Maggie?

Lord Fullbladder, Master of Goblins
2007-07-29, 12:07 AM
"Everyone else does, Frosty."

Fullbladder suddenly converts into a large crab and snaps noisily at the aberrations, his crustacean maw pulsating in what can be considered a cruel giggle.

Draken
2007-07-29, 12:16 AM
Then there is no problem.

The aberrations eat the tips of the legs of the crab, then turn him upside down.

I like ice, but fire is usefull sometimes.

He hits the floor with the staff, and the crab is now upside-down above an extremely hot rock superfice.

I love being a druid, so how do you feel? Cooked or steamed?

PirateMonk
2007-07-29, 08:59 AM
PM appears in front of Draken, his arms full of legal documents. "Welcome!" He holds out a stack. "It's a pleasure to have you here. Now if you'll just sign here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here. Also, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here. Oh, and here, here, and here. And a few more times, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here. And one last time here and here. All in blood, of course." The documents are written in incomprehensible legalese, and translation seems to be prevented by runes written on the side.

Draken
2007-07-29, 11:36 AM
Yes... For some reason that can be totally explained by my player whispering "don't", I am not going to trust you PM, nothing personal.

Draken shows no sign of moving his hands right now.

Saurous
2007-07-29, 11:41 AM
Saurous reappears, standing upside-down on the ceiling next to Draken.

"There really is not a point in worrying about that. No one trusts anyone else around here, anyways."

PirateMonk
2007-07-29, 11:45 AM
"I'm sorry, these forms are now mandatory for membership. If you do not comply, I will have to ask you to leave."

Castaras
2007-07-29, 11:47 AM
He's right, y'know.

Castaras smiles slightly, watching from beside the currently closed kitchen portal.

Draken
2007-07-29, 11:48 AM
Or, I can just split the earth beneath your feet and call it a day.

He hits the floor with the staff and the earth shakes.

You have any objections Mr...?

Looking at Saurous.

PirateMonk
2007-07-29, 11:50 AM
PM simply casts Fly on itself and throws Baleful Polymorphs at Draken until the hydra is something cute and fluffy.

Saurous
2007-07-29, 11:51 AM
"No, please, go ahead. Just don't expect him to be gone for long. Oh, and address me by the name Saurous."

Saurous sighs, dropping down from the ceiling.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-29, 11:55 AM
Actually, it's mandatory for everyone to call him a necrophiliac at least once.

You don't actually have to mean it, but you have to say it.

Vespe continues playing Destroy All Humans!

Ah, nothing like horribly killing humans and then harvesting their brains.

Castaras
2007-07-29, 11:56 AM
Castaras summons a few pies, watching Draken.

Korith
2007-07-29, 12:02 PM
Korith inserts a few random souls he's collected into the pies, to see what happens.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-29, 12:02 PM
Magtok watches Vespe play the game, and glances at an error in the descriptive text.

Your player got the name of the game wrong. It's "Destroy All Humans!", not "Destroy All Humans". That exclamation point is actually part of the name.

Raistlin1040
2007-07-29, 12:02 PM
Vespe is suddenly hit by an arrow.

Activate my gaia account damnit! I can't do anything cool until you do!

Draken
2007-07-29, 12:04 PM
The polimorphing works, but it is pointless, the Shapechanger subtipe allows him to return to normal shape everytime.

I can do this all the day, or I can do this.

Draken shapeshifts into a purple wurm and swallows PM, where he will be slowly digested.

If signing anything is actualy needed, I will wait for a legible contract given by someone slightly worth of some level low of truth, and only after I place my own safety clause inside it.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-29, 12:05 PM
Magtok watches Vespe play the game, and glances at an error in the descriptive text.

Your player got the name of the game wrong. It's "Destroy All Humans!", not "Destroy All Humans". That exclamation point is actually part of the name.

It is? Hmm. Thanks.


Vespe is suddenly hit by an arrow.

Activate my gaia account damnit! I can't do anything cool until you do!

Okay, okay.
*goes to activate it*

Castaras
2007-07-29, 12:05 PM
The souls being forced into the pies seems to do nothing.

Castaras looks at the pies, and chucks them at Draken.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-29, 01:03 PM
Magtok and a bunch of government agents gather around Vespe, wearing the suit and fedora and stuff the Majestic agents wear.

Attention space freak. You are completely surrounded. You have exactly ten seconds to drop your weapons and hypnotize yourself into a coma. 10... 9... 8... 7654321, hot damn fire!

They all begin shooting their shiny high-tech guns at Vespe.

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-29, 02:02 PM
"Hey, wait. I'm not on for a day and everyone has a Gaia account and/or a CoV account? Seriously, how many of these axpansions are we going to have, do they cost anything and are they going to work?! After all, look at the Town. We barely concentrated on that for a week. Then we got bored. Why won't this happen on the other forums?"
Upon hearing Magtok et al's exclamation Curly reaches down the back of the sofa; finds several thousand gp and a black umbrella. She puts up the umbrella (indoors) to avoid blood spatter. The badluck of AMEN XIII:1408 plus the bad umbrella luck means some fairly bad luck will start to affect her sooner or later.

"By the way, I could do a plot. It would steal a few characters, involve some paladins to kill and we get to be evil. Not the good guys for once."

Saurous
2007-07-29, 02:10 PM
"Well, I guess that would work. My plots usually dig into Saurous's backstory, Saphire's plots do the same thing with Moon Called, and Vespe's are the stupid, random 'Oh! Lets be teenagers again!' or 'let's be rock stars!' type that warps the world around us in a silly way that only lasts about ten minutes."

SP shakes his head.

"Why is it that I yell at the stupidity of others so much more now?"

"Maybe my hatred of all the other AMENites is starting to rub off."

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-29, 02:31 PM
"Well, I guess that would work. My plots usually dig into Saurous's backstory, Saphire's plots do the same thing with Moon Called, and Vespe's are the stupid, random 'Oh! Lets be teenagers again!' or 'let's be rock stars!' type that warps the world around us in a silly way that only lasts about ten minutes."

SP shakes his head.

"Why is it that I yell at the stupidity of others so much more now?"

"Maybe my hatred of all the other AMENites is starting to rub off."

CP walks into the base and over to SP. Touching his sholder she handwaves him and all the AMENites players into a Players room only. She tells them her basic ans slightly sucky plot."Well, it would involve all the AMENites; if they can concentrate long enough. I'd also have to steal Maur for a post or two to set it up. This is a bit stupid so:
Maur hasn't been seen for a while 'cos you sent him to Blackguard Board School. Unfortunately while he excelled at all his subjects he fell in with a Good crowd. Although he didn't realise it. A friend of his is actually a Paladin trying to take save Trainee Blackguards.
It's kind of working. His alignment is currently at TN with Good intentions. It's becoming LG quickly.
After a well meaning/sycophantic Blackguard brings this to our attention we get p*ssed. We plot to destroy their Base thingy, cause the Downfall of Paladins, leave the base, have a slight;y worthwhil plot and MC/Saphire could tie in her unresolved Paladin backstory.
I'd also have to create a lot of LG NPCs/Pladins to fight and plot. It's fairly baasic at the moment."
All the AMENites are unaware of this conference between the players.

Raistlin1040
2007-07-29, 02:38 PM
Question, could we tie in Angels for Raistlin's backstory?

PirateMonk
2007-07-29, 02:48 PM
Sure.

PM teleports out of the Purple Worm, uses Manipulate Form and Dispel Subtype on Draken to remove his shapeshifting abilities, and resumes Polymorphing him.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-29, 03:22 PM
Vespe is vaporized and stuff.

PirateMonk
2007-07-29, 03:36 PM
"I'm done with my character. :smallamused: "

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-29, 03:47 PM
A Vespe clone walks in.
Whew, maybe we can actually start now.


"Well, I guess that would work. My plots usually dig into Saurous's backstory, Saphire's plots do the same thing with Moon Called, and Vespe's are the stupid, random 'Oh! Lets be teenagers again!' or 'let's be rock stars!' type that warps the world around us in a silly way that only lasts about ten minutes."

SP shakes his head.

"Why is it that I yell at the stupidity of others so much more now?"

"Maybe my hatred of all the other AMENites is starting to rub off."

Excuse me for not being serious enough, *******.

At least I'm not so pretentious I think anyone actually gives a **** about my backstory.
Vespe gives SP and Saurous the finger and teleports to the OOC thread.

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-29, 03:57 PM
"Perhaps everyone just has some anger issues." mutters Curly has she gets Vespe bits over her latest book 'aquisition'.

CP is till waiting for people to say what they think of the plot.

Saurous
2007-07-29, 04:18 PM
"Yes! Vespe actually stood up for himself that didn't involve a cruddy pun or ridiculous violence.

And now that I've said it, he's going to come back and beat my head in with a massive stuffed toy or rip my guts out with a chainsaw."

Saurous sighs.

SP shakes himself awake, and turns his attention back to the meeting.

"I have to agree with you about it being a bit of a bare-bones plot at the moment. It does seem to be a good idea, it just needs some more thought.

What if we work in some massive holy order in there, besides it just being 'the paladins are uncorrupting our children' thing."

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-29, 04:23 PM
Blackguard boarding school? Paladins uncorrupting Maur? Wow, and you people say my plots are silly.

So let's see here, how many boring plots have Saurous and MC had about their backstories that no one actually cares about? Lessee...1...2...3..

Vespe keeps counting.

Saurous
2007-07-29, 04:36 PM
SP sighs.

"Okay, Vespe. We get it. You're bored by everyone's plots and you have the attention span of a chipmunk. Now let the adults talk."

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-29, 04:37 PM
Blackguard boarding school? Paladins uncorrupting Maur? Wow, and you people say my plots are silly.

So let's see here, how many boring plots have Saurous and MC had about their backstories that no one actually cares about? Lessee...1...2...3..

Vespe keeps counting.

"My plot has nothing to do with Saur and MC, and besides, I did say it was a bit silly and it was the only halfway decent thing I could think of that wouldn't directly invovle a main AMENite character off the bat. Hey! You're a characetr not a player." CP handwaves Vespe away, wipes his memory of the possible plot and replaces Vespe with Carlos. "Anyway, how about Holy Order of the Confiteor? Confiteor means "I confess" in Latin. And I did say it would need developing. Any help would be appreciated. I would like to keep control of the NPCs though."

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-29, 04:39 PM
No...what I'm saying is that you're a pretentious snob who thinks everyone is just soooo interested in your plots that go on and on and on and have nothing to do with anyone but you, MC, and your son...you know what, forget it. No one takes me seriously anyway.

Vespe sighs and teleports away.

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-29, 04:42 PM
"In that case Vespe shall be involved in the plot...hmm, according to his backstory he was part of an adventurers party. One survived, was tended to by [insert name of Holy Order here] and became converted. He is now out to get Vespe for no reason that he can remember. He just has this urge to hunt down Vespe and - deal with him"

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-29, 04:47 PM
Yeah, that's not my backstory. It was, but I realized it was...what's the word...oh yeah, stupid, contrived, and cliche.

Besides, I want nothing to do with your plot. It's just another desperate cry for attention from Saur. :smallyuk:

Khaldan
2007-07-29, 04:48 PM
The doorbell rings. Anyone who answers the doorbell will see a flying monkey with a pie.

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-29, 04:54 PM
"It's my plot and Saur has nothing to do with it. Maur is just a useful person to use. Maur would only be evident for two posts by me (if agreed) before something else happens.
Once again my plot, not Saurs', I thought of it - you know what? This is descending into sarcastic bad-mood argument. Hiatus on the plot for a while. If I get enough interest I'll launch the plot. It'd still be cool if you joined though Vespe."

Curly laughs out loud because she is devouring Discworld books at an amazing rate. At the moment she's on The Truth. "-ing mental" and "about as much use as a -ing chocolate kettle" (fairly accurate quotes. The character uses - instead of the 'f' word)

Saurous
2007-07-29, 04:58 PM
Both SP's and Saurous's tempers flare. SP sputters in fury, and Saurous gives Vespe the middle finger.

"Vespe, you know what? Go to hell. Everything is my fault now? You treat my stupid little insults as if they were the worst things in the world, despite the fact that I do the same thing to everyone else. What are we, kindergarteners? I didn't even know about this until CP over there brought this up."

Saurous then takes a deep breath and regains his composure.

SP then turns to CP.

"Um, sorry about blurring the whole 'PCs don't know about this' barrier thingy."

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-29, 05:09 PM
Both SP's and Saurous's tempers flare. SP sputters in fury, and Saurous gives Vespe the middle finger.

"Vespe, you know what? Go to hell. Everything is my fault now? You treat my stupid little insults as if they were the worst things in the world, despite the fact that I do the same thing to everyone else. What are we, kindergarteners? I didn't even know about this until CP over there brought this up."

Saurous then takes a deep breath and regains his composure.

SP then turns to CP.

"Um, sorry about blurring the whole 'PCs don't know about this' barrier thingy."

Yeah, everything is your fault. You're always complaining that I'm not serious enough, or that I mess around too much, but you're the only one who ever gets mad because of it! I think you need to...how did you say it again? Oh yes.

GROW UP!

Saurous
2007-07-29, 05:42 PM
"Ugh, this is just going to continue with me calling you a immature idiot savant, and you calling me an opressive snob until someone comes and yells at us both for being silly. So how about we just stop with this and move on, 'k?"

Draken
2007-07-29, 06:09 PM
Restores his own shapeshifting hability, turn back to normal.

So I won't be able to yell at the two of you for being silly?

Ok, think I will just go and make PM's life a little more. Not.

Draken fires a voley of Desintegrate in the flying PM.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-29, 09:17 PM
Magtok shakes his head in disappointment when he sees all of the Saur/Vespe posts. He opens the door for Khaldan, and mutters something about a pair of grumpy elves that should just try to get along, before heading to his labs to create some horrible robotic serial killer.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-29, 09:37 PM
"Ugh, this is just going to continue with me calling you a immature idiot savant, and you calling me an opressive snob until someone comes and yells at us both for being silly. So how about we just stop with this and move on, 'k?"

Kay. Sowwy.
Vespe shuffles his feet a bit, then wanders off to do something silly and needlessly violent.

Saurous
2007-07-29, 09:44 PM
"Good.

Oh, and Magtok? Screw you."

Saurous then reaches into his pocket, and pulls out a small booklet. The words "Death Note" is scrawled on the front.

Lord Magtok
2007-07-29, 10:28 PM
Magtok finishes his latest masterpiece, and then wanders off to watch some cyberpunk movie.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-29, 11:46 PM
Magtok finishes his latest masterpiece, and then wanders off to read some cyberpunk movie.

Tell me, how are you planning to read a movie? :smalltongue:

Fus.Weapon 1337
2007-07-30, 12:41 AM
Hey everyone, I'm back.

Maybe.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-30, 12:44 AM
No, I don't think you are.

*imagines Fus away*

Fus.Weapon 1337
2007-07-30, 12:53 AM
No, I'm back.

Probably.

*grabs the Bloodforged Ranseur and impales Vespe on it*

*drops "..." bombs on everyone else*

Castaras
2007-07-30, 04:33 AM
Banner's been updated. Bookboy, I still don't know what your character looks like, so I haven't put you in there yet. Draken, I'll get round to putting you in there in a few minutes.

Castaras watches the bombs fall from her kitchen, smirking.

Exachix
2007-07-30, 05:00 AM
Exachix re-appears after the bombing.

"Nice Decor."

Draken
2007-07-30, 08:04 AM
*Blasted to Bits*

...

*Pemanent Contingent Ressurection activates*

Excelent Castaras!

*Sends the Damning Goliaths to eat half of Fus and stomp the other half.*

Korith
2007-07-30, 08:47 AM
*Sends in 1,385 sword golems to dismantle the bombs with discriminating precision..and then to carve life-size images of the AMEN membership into one of the living room walls.*

Saurous
2007-07-30, 09:00 AM
Saurous drags his corpse to the furnace, after having gone through the whole process of dying and re-manifesting.

"Do you think I should go search for the Ghostbusters-esque vacuum cleaner so I can deal with Fus if he returns?"

Korith
2007-07-30, 09:09 AM
Nah. I think I'll just use a little spell I derived from the Book of the World.

I call it Sealing Symbol of The Divine. It essentially trims the powers malevolent manifestations of primal creatures into those of the common ghost.

Interestingly enough, I've got one set to go off on the contingency of my person being attacked by a malevolent manifestation of a primal creature...

EXPLOSIVE RUNES!

Keledrath
2007-07-30, 11:21 AM
When did Draken join?

Castaras
2007-07-30, 11:25 AM
Page 6.

Keledrath
2007-07-30, 11:31 AM
I've been wondering for a while, what's Gesalt mean? i hit the AMEN d20 link on page 6, and best I can figure, it's a literal fusion of two classes. Is that right?

Saurous
2007-07-30, 11:33 AM
"Yes, if you put it simply."

Castaras
2007-07-30, 11:35 AM
Gestalt is a combination of two classes. Basically, you take the best bits of each class and put them together to create a slightly more powerful class than usual. Like a sorcerer//barbarian would take the sorcerer's will save and spells, and the barbarians hit points and movement rate or something.

Keledrath
2007-07-30, 11:36 AM
Wow, I've played one and didn't even know it. My first game was with my cousin. One character each, both of our first games. Our DM let us play a fusion class. Arcane Monk for me (Wizard-Monk), and Divine Soldier for my cousin (Fighter Cleric of a War diety). I might join the d20 game if I can come up with a character.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-30, 11:41 AM
Hey Castaras, your banner code is being weird. I put in the code for the new banner in the first post (and my sig) but the old one shows up.

Castaras
2007-07-30, 11:42 AM
The image that was in the post before had already updated.

I just updated the picture without changing the URL. Try refreshing your browser. That made it show up for me.

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-30, 11:46 AM
Oooooooh. Thanks.

Vespe sits down and waits for someone to do something interesting.

CurlyKitGirl
2007-07-30, 11:53 AM
Curly hobbles into the curding cursing quietly, "Stupid bad luck. Of course i wouldn't want Vespe-bits in my clothes; why else would I use an umbrella? Then I twist my ankle on the thirteenth step of the stairs in the thirteenth thread. That's it."
Curly whips out a sign and holds it over her head. It reads:



Bad Luck Magnet Is Here!

"Come get me you stupid surperstitious nonsense! I'm cursed. I'm here attack me already!"

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-30, 11:58 AM
Vespe pulls out his Book O' Flashbacks and thinks for a minute.

Hmm...to have a random flashback or not...

Keledrath
2007-07-30, 11:59 AM
Bookboy starts doing things so interesting that they're boring.

Castaras
2007-07-30, 12:00 PM
Castaras picks up a pie, thinking.

I'm not sure whether many people would be happy with a flashback, Vespe. Although it would be more interesting than sitting around doing nothing...

Vespe Ratavo
2007-07-30, 12:01 PM
Yeah...no one seems to like my flashbacks.

Mainly because they never happened and directly contradict everyones backstories...

Hmm...

Saurous
2007-07-30, 12:02 PM
Suddenly, in a complete meteorological impossibility, a storm suddenly brews overhead in the rafters. It begins raining violently in the base. Saurous glances up, not very surprised, but very annoyed.

"Oh, that's great. Not only are the laws of meteorology thrown out the window, but a storm with nigh-limitless possiblities just formed. Wonderful."

Khaldan
2007-07-30, 12:02 PM
You guys have flashbacks here? And whats with the girl convinced she's going to be attacked?

Castaras
2007-07-30, 12:03 PM
Castaras turns to wherever Khaldan is.

There's another guy to add to the banner? :smallconfused: