GLoG II: Now with 30% More Sporks

[Haleyintraining]

DO NOT POST HERE UNLESS YOU ARE A MEMBER.

To become a member PM either FF Fanboy, Haleyintraining, Happyturtle, Lex-kat, or Saint Nil.

This meeting of the good league of good will now come to order. You must be a member of the GLoG to post here. Members:

Saint Nil (President)
Happyturtle (Vice President)
Haleyintraining (Secretary)
FF Fanboy (Treasurer)
Lex-kat (Elite Member)
Zar Peter (Member)
LordRod (Member)
Haruki-kun (Member)
Randman22222 (Member)
Me. (Member)
Quinsar (Member)
Admiral Kelly (Member) [leave of absence]
KidKris (Member)
Kaelaroth (Member)
Beholder1995 (Member)
Vespe Ratavo (Member)

Here you can talk about good things, like Sunshine and Rainbows. (Ya, right).

If you are evil you can still be redeemed. Apply today!

Also, before you join, read the Rules of the Spork.

If you are just visiting, post in the GLoG Visitors' Center.

If you have a question, please read our FAQ first, it may already have been answered:

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1. What's the point? Isn't there already a good aligned organization? Why didn't you just join HALO?
   
   OOC, we have nothing against HALO. (IC may be a different story.) However, we wanted an organization that only allows good-aligned members and focuses on the redemption of evildoers. If the real world can have multiple organizations for the purpose of doing good, we don't see why the forum can't hold more than one as well.
   
   
2. No seriously. Aren't you just a HALO clone?
   
   Not intentionally. We have our own purpose and our own mission, which overlaps somewhat with HALO's, but is not identical.
   
   
3. Why don't you let anyone post in the main thread without PMing first?
   
   OOC answer: Honestly, we tried it, and it was too chaotic to read.
   IC answer: You don't let strangers wander into your house at all hours, do you? We just want to know who is in our house.
   
   
4. Still, it seems awfully rude. You've offended a lot of people.
   
   We're sorry. We didn't mean to.
   
   
5. What's the point of the visitor's centre?
   
   We still want to play nicely with others! So we set up the visitor's centre thread to provide an IC access port.
   
   
6. Are you part of the Town? Or are you in an extra dimension?
   
   We didn't really know at first, but when AMEN contacted us, it seemed clear that we inhabited some sort of reality with AMEN and HALO. Which means we aren't Town. I think. (Really, we're making this up as we go along!)
   
   
7. Will you be interacting with the other groups?
   
   Yes, but we haven't worked out the mechanics yet. We're officially at war with AMEN, but we don't want random fighting going on in our headquarters. So we might be setting up a war thread or a plot thread or something, but we don't know yet.
   
   As far as HALO goes, we have no formal ties with them, though there is some membership overlap, and we're currently in discussions. IC, some of us have formed a negative opinion of HALO. It doesn't mean we have a problem with you OOC. (Honestly, Turtle isn't the brightest crayon in the box, and she's very defensive about being a former evildoer.)
   
   
8. GLoG is a pretty silly name, isn't it?
   
   Yes. Yes it is. One of our founding members used to belong to the Evil League of Evil (If you haven't heard of it, google 'Dr Horrible'), so when she turned good, it seemed reasonable to form the Good League of Good.

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[happyturtle]

When Turtle is finished cleaning up dead guy remains, she takes a very long hot shower.

((I'm not deadtimed, but IC she really needed a shower after all that. ))

[Kaelaroth]

Czernov, now wearing khaki longshorts, and a sleeveless black top, knocks on her door. Turtle?

[Quinsar]

I won't be on much, if at all next week due to work. See ya'll...

[happyturtle]

She opens the door, wearing a bathrobe and a towel turban on her head. Hi, Czernov. Thanks for before.

[Kaelaroth]

Czernov holds a little engraved box in his hands. I was glad to help, dearest turtle, and am glad you are now well. I brought you some smelling salts, they are said to calm the nerves. He holds out the little mother-of-pearl container.

[happyturtle]

Thank you. She takes the box from him and opens it.

[Fostire]

"I'm kinda tired so I'm gonna go take a short nap"

((Deadtime))

[Kaelaroth]

The box is filled with delightful tiny smelling salts, which will change themselves into any scent she most prefers at the time. A small box of aromatherapy candles in also there, and some Belgian chocolates.

Czernov has left the area as she looked.

((deadtime))

[Haleyintraining]

((Who's on?))

[happyturtle]

((I think just me))

Turtle inhales deeply. Honeysuckle.

It's beautiful, she says. But he's already gone.

She gets dressed and goes back upstairs, still wearing a towel on her wet hair.

[Quinsar]

MAy suddenly deadtime.



Gloria is drinking some milk.

[happyturtle]

Turtle sits down next to her. Where are you from? Do you have any family who might be worried about you?

[Quinsar]

I live at a church... They might be worried about me...

[Lord Magtok]

Lord Magtok himself limps towards the front door of GloG, trying to ignore the agonizing pain in his legs from the traps he stepped into on the way there, the EMP grenade that knocked out his shiny robotic arm and cut into his chest, the squid thingy latched to the top of his head, and the freaky giant rabid possum thing with its poisonous fangs buried in his back.

The diabolical cyborg extends a quivering arm, and knocks gently on the door with a fist clutching the tattered remains of his invitation to discuss stuff with the Gloggers, before falling unconscious.

[Admiral_Kelly]

Nora answers the door. She sees Magtok lying on the floor unconscious. "A machine man?" She says, quite confused. She drags the cyborg inside the base, laying him face-up in the center of the room.

[happyturtle]

Would you like to go back there? Or would you rather stay here, and just send them a message?

She hears the knock on the door. Excuse me. She goes to answer it, war spork at the ready, to see Nora dragging an unconscious form in.

She pushes a leaf of the Arkencabbage into Lord Magtok's mouth.

[Quinsar]

A message...

[happyturtle]

Go ahead and write a message, and we'll send it for you. Turtle sporks a set of stationary into existence in front of Gloria, while still attending to Lord Magtok and feeding him more cabbage.

((The Arkencabbage has healing and restorative powers if you want them to work on you, but won't do a thing for the non-organic parts))

[Lord Magtok]

Magtok spits out a leaf, never having been a fan of cabbage.

Ugh...Gods, you guys have a lot of traps...

The cyborg shakily gets back on his feet, and places a hand over his face.

I...I think I lost my left eye back there somewhere...Ah well, I'll go get it later...

*Ahem* Attention! I am Lord Magtok, semi-formal leader (sometimes) of AMEN, king of shiny robot things, master of the doohickey that turns the whatsit and does the...

The cyborg puts a hand to his head, and takes a moment to get his thoughts back in order. That flying boxing glove must've hit him harder than he thought.

Sorry about that, let me try again...

I am Magtok! Cybernetic lord of machines, former conqueror of the Town, veteran member of the Association of the Malicious, Evil, and Nefarious, and that guy who sent those raptor messenger guys!

I was told to come here for some diplomatic talks or something, but unfortunately, I couldn't come in time, as there was a more pressing issue involving several of the other villains who've been funding me. Blackjack said I was becoming too much of a gamble, and Piggybank tried to raise the interest rate on my loan and it all became a big violent mess when someone accidentally flicked the safety off my gun and...

Well, anyways, I'm finally here, and hit about a million of the traps that were briefly mentioned in the first thread. Is there anything that needs discussing?

[Admiral_Kelly]

"Sorry, I am new here." She turns her head to Turtle. "Can you tell me what he means?"

[happyturtle]

Well honestly, if you'd called ahead, we'd have opened the portal for you, Turtle says in exasperation.

Lord Magtok invited us to be enemies with AMEN, and Saint Nil and Annalee accepted his offer, and invited him here to discuss ground rules and meta-gaming stuff and the like. Turning back to Magtok. But they aren't here, so I guess you're stuck with me and Nora.

[Fan]

Fanboy being the offical enforcer. (duh.), was of course the first one to meet with the intruder shockey katana in hand.
"Hello Lord Magtok, I see you have answered the call for diplomacy. We have agreed to your terms iof war on the following conditions.

1. You allow the sanctity of our base to be held, except in the case of plot related battles.
2. You do NOT god mode our players into a perma death state, most of us hear have a contingent true resurection on us so that death doesn't remain permanent for long.
3. We BOTH agree to the above terms.

[happyturtle]

Gah! Where were you? Oh right... ninja... Turtle refrains from glomping her best (non-pixie) friend, and instead just smiles at him.

[Fan]

(Sorry, I was on break from work earlier, and was ten minuets late getting back.)
"Heya happy, hows it going?"

[happyturtle]

Turtle didn't know how to answer the question. I'm so glad to see you! she said fervently.

[Lord Magtok]

Magtok rubs his chin, and his red eye slowly rotates in its socket. Were it sentient, it'd probably be wondering where its buddy went, and why it's doing all the looking around all by itself.

I'll agree, if you also agree to remove the spies and explosives and stuff. I like my cloning chambers, refrigerator, the power supply generated by the kitten with the buttered toast, and the television the way they are: Intact.

Magtok smirks, wondering if they knew he knew about all of that.

[Fan]

Fanboy was going to play this off, and hopefully nothing would be revealed.
"WHAT explosives?"
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Happy turtle.
"I'm Happy to see you to Happyturtle, I'm sorry i disapered eariler, but there was something I HAD to do."

[happyturtle]

Since Turtle didn't know about it herself, she definitely didn't know that Lord Magtok knew about it. But since she also couldn't read his thought bubble, she didn't know that's what he was wondering, thus rendering this entire paragraph silly.

What about a war thread? Do you think we need one?

[Fan]

Happyturtle:
Fanboy huggels Happyturtle, and whispers in her ear.
"What you did wasn't wrong, what it was was self defense Happy, it was a perfectly acceptable course of action, until you mutilated the corpse of course, but otherwise it was fine."