"Then I'll see you in court, for you have failed in your duties."
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"Then I'll see you in court, for you have failed in your duties."
And how have I done that?
I'll Be the Judge!:smallbiggrin:
"You have failed to work on supporting the businesses of the town, keeping the people of the town safe, and in making the town a nicer place to live in. I'm sure that most people would agree if me about how you haven't done much for the town as mayor."
ENCHILADAS!
Lemme see. My responsibilities as Mayor are to keep OOC peace, try to make the Town fun for the players, make sure godmodding doesn't get out of hand, pass judgement, and to tell people to stop, and a few other things... I am in no way responsible for the economy, and most thing IC. That's what the council's for. But they're still being worked on.
Oh, funny funyy thing. I'm the Town's judge, too.
"What council? I've never heard of a town council."
((Drat, its deadtime:smallsigh:))
sew...anyone here seem Renn?
the elf gives a very unelvish burp.
Attorney General Tudor appears here.
As does Mark.
only they happen about three hours apart :smalltongue:
Minor detail:smalltongue:
(Deadtime)
okay when someone comes on then the elf comes in. Otherwise he's been ignored to much. Ignore other posts by me
Areisha stumbles down. All her veins are visible, amd she's insanely pale and having a hard time breathing...
(( I hate to say this now Quin but I gotta deadtime. Sorry for the false advertisment ))
Posting for Quinsar's entertainment.
The nameless dark elf comes downstairs.
Areisha's passed out on the floor. In the condition described above.
He, not being that nice of a guy, doesn't notice her.
And, if he did, he doesn't care.
He robs any gold in the safe again.
Well, Areisha lies there, dyin or somethin like that.
For the purposes of fitting it all into my sig, I give you, The Best of the Dancing Fox Inn!
I dream of a town:
Spoiler
Where Lupy gets everything said in one post.
Where Beholder learns to use parentheses.
Where FireFox commits no acts of violence.
Where people can worship gods and not internet memes.
Where Lerky lets one of his characters get hit by anything.
Where Leigh shows up for a barfight.
Where Quinsar plays a normal, boring character.
Where Doran actually gets payed.
And where Mee realises that Al Gore, not the fourth wall, killed his parents.
--Lupy and Firefox
When Billy Joel went to the Dancing Fox Inn:
Spoiler
"It’s 9 O’clock on a Saturday,
And the regular crowd shuffles in.
There’s a cleric sitting next to me
Preaching about the danger of Sin..
Yeah, we all call him the Archbishop Loopy,
And he worships a volatile fire God.
Well he failed the eighth grade, and he needs to get laid—
Lupy’s as fun as a dirt clod.
La la la, de de da
La la, de de da da da.
Now Renn at the bar is eyeing a girl,
He gets her drinks for free
And he’s over forty, but I say good Lord, he
Is knocking up young girls half his age.
Over there, in a fit of sadistic rage,
Kelindale is breaking the fourth wall
And in the corner, self-righteous Beholder
Is on his High Horse, riding tall.
Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de de de da da
Now Quin is an immature lunatic
Half his posts seem like he is high
And he is perverted as well, but oh what the hell
Yeah, he really is a great guy.
And the waitress, named Leigh, sleeps through everything,
She misses the Characters get pwned.
While the Players share a drink they call Loneliness
But it’s better than drinking alone.
We are one big dysfunctional family
But we still can make each other smile.
When we are feeling down, we all come to the Town
To forget about life for a while.
And half of us guys are just teenaged losers
And against our families we rage
And we all like to say, “We will meet up some day”
But we’ll have to wait ‘til we’re of age."
--Firefox
The Dancing Fox
Spoiler
At an inn,
In a town,
With a magic shop,
Hangs a sign,
In the shape,
Of a Dancing Fox.
At a bar,
In a stool,
Which is slightly tatty,
Stands a man,
With a Sword called,
The Vauge Katti.
And the inn,
With sign,
Is a magi's den.
And the barkeep,
There we call,
Him Renn.
In a booth,
In the back,
Sits a giant eye,
And he is,
the Baron of a,
Manor nearby.
In the corner,
In the back,
Where it is,
Quite dark,
Umbris sits,
His eyes Alert.
And his charge,
In a mitre somewhat droopy,
Trogdor's
Exarch and,
Archbishop,
Lupy.
And behind,
The bar,
And not played by Mee,
Washing down,
The bar is the,
Lovely barmaid Leigh.
And with her shield,
And countenance,
Watching Leigh fill,
Her coffee with guarana,
Holding Quinsar's Scrawny hand,
The knight Orianna.
Her husband,
Is a little man,
With magicks to,
Kill the sun,
He is the ubermage,
Quinsar*.
And on the bar,
At the end of the room,
Shouting out,
"Hey! Hey!"
Town's comedian,
K!
And at the booth,
In the corner west,
A babe and her,
Mother,
Hannah and the warrior,
Jess.
And on the bishop's,
Shoulder is a bird,
Sitting there in feath'ry,
Flesh,
The mighty Keeper,
Shor'esh.
The child god,
Up near the stage,
Her sister did,
Her hair up pretty,
Our favorite diety,
Young Civvi!
And near the,
Bishop at the bar,
Playing with a,
Fireball,
The Ignan Acolyte,
Leigh's young Mark!
She's undead,
Her hair's red,
Still acts much like she used to,
Who is this
Sopholich?
It's our own Vocusta.
With her hair
Ever-black,
And her skin so pale,
She's a kind
Archdevil
And she's Abigale.
Nicest demons
You'll meet,
They're not fond of havok
Yes, it's
Young Maria
And her father Ravik.
Laser beams,
Cyber-arms,
Giving physics a twist,
That'd be
Chris Wogal,
The mad scientist.
At an inn,
In a town,
With a magic shop...
Hangs a sign,
In the shape,
Of a Dancing Fox!
Thanks to the Townies for the best summer ever!:smallredface:
--Lupy.
((Credit for the last four character verses goes to Beans.))
Sweetness.
Anyhoo, I'm back.
No I'm not. Never mind.
If i get your vibes, DFI.:smallconfused::smalltongue:
. . . . :smallconfused::smallconfused:
Anyway, someone is here.
Probably Orianna.
Thats how i feel.
Mark comes in.
Okeeday.
"Hi, Mark."
Mark glares at her in a mean manner.
"What?"
She shoots him a curious, hurt look.
He continues to glare since he cant talk much he simply says. No.
SHe raises an eyebrow.
"Why no?"
Your fault too...