AMEN 34 A Dark Begining [Nexus]

[ThePhantom]

Rogar warned her to be polite. Gordon transforms into his blue dragon self, and waits to see if either the father will warn the daughter, and will the daughter listen if he does.

[Artemis97]

"Nine Hells..." Raril curses, staring up at the Blue Dragon.

And warn of what? I'm sure Illy can see the big scaley thing herself. If there's an attack coming, however, Raril will try to knock her out of the way.

[Moff Chumley]

GORDON RAAAAAAAAGE

[ThePhantom]

"Nine Hells..." Raril curses, staring up at the Blue Dragon.

And warn of what? I'm sure Illy can see the big scaley thing herself. If there's an attack coming, however, Raril will try to knock her out of the way.

Warn her of the dangers of annoying him.

[Reinholdt]

Ilpholin rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, tapping her foot and waits for the Gordon temper-tantrum to end. She really hopes Gordon isn't going to waste her time like this.

[ThePhantom]

"So, Ilpholin, answer me this, will you running crying to Moff if I decide to hurt your pretty little face?"

Gordon taps his claws. You see, this isn't a temper tantrum, this is a test.

[Artemis97]

Raril glances at his daughter, a bit nervous for her.

"Ilpholin? They have a saying up here... 'Mettle not in the affairs of dragons...'" He warns.

[Reinholdt]

"Actually I'd go to Mister Squiggles." Ilpholin answers straight, examining her nails. And it's true! If he hurt her face she probably would go crying to Mister Squiggles.

She quasi-whispers to Raril, though making sure it's loud enough for Gordon to hear. "Pretty hard Daddy when I have no idea what Gordon's affairs are. This place has yet to define to me a goal or purpose for existence." She has no idea what Gordon's plans are! Pretty hard to mettle with that.

[Artemis97]

((Can I stop getting ninja'd by people? It's making my character's reactions look weird.))

Raril's eyes flash red and he glares at Gordon. "Do not. Threaten. My daughter."

[ThePhantom]

Well then. Perhase then you both should be told.

Gordon sits back.

"What I want, and therefore what AMEN wants, is the city of Inside being under our control. And the end of all other arcomyns, except NO. Everything I do, I do to advance those groups. Now, I have reasons to think that you, Ilpholin, is working on some drow plot. Now, I don't really care about that, but I will not let you get in the way of my plans."

Gordon laughs.

"Calm down, Raril. Your'e daughter is a big girl, as the video going around the henchmen shows."

(Sorry, about the ninjing.)

[Reinholdt]

((Totally only did it cause some people don't post waiting posts and just actually wait.
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Sowwy.))

"Huh. Ok then." And now Ilpholin knows!
She doesn't seem to react to the video comment.

[Artemis97]

Raril's confused by that last comment."Video?"

He doesn't seem concerned at all about AMEN's plans to take over the Nexus.

[ThePhantom]

"This one."

Gordon snaps, and a screen goes on. The screen plays the video of Becky and Ilpholin in the shower.

Gordon looks at Raril, waiting to see his reaction.

[Moff Chumley]

A Moffclone leans back into the room and glares at Gordon. Are you actively setting OUT to make people hate you?

[ThePhantom]

(Moff, this is in Gordon's room. And not even Gordon goes into another member's room without asking. Anyways, why would he come in there? There is no reason for him to do that.)

[Reinholdt]

Well Gordon just lost any leverage he may have had. No what's he going to hold over Ilpholin?

"Sex in the shower with Becky. Good times."
Of course Gordon also just ensured Ilpholin will crush his scaly hide later instead of helping him like she had planned. She his plans actually lined up with hers, not went against. She could have rubbed his back and he could have rubbed hers and there would have been much benefitting.

Now he's a dead dragon and less an ally.

[Artemis97]

Raril glances at the acreen just long enough to register the content of the video. He turns back to scowl at Gordon.

"So, you or someone working for you is spying on my daughter and her friend in a place they should have some reasonable expectation of privacy? And then you see fit to flaunt this perversion in front of her father? Gods, even for a dragon you're a bold one."

[ThePhantom]

(Oh why, oh why can I not do anything that doesn't make people upset? Oh, that's right, my own personality. No way to do the only way to fix this without godmoding. I should have not tried using the old AMEN style on anyone, cause everyone is willing to hold a grude, and not willing to let bye-gones be bye-gones

Stupid willingness to try to salve the last bits of my idea of Gordon's story.)

[Moff Chumley]

((Retcon'd. Sorry about that.))

[Reinholdt]

I've got no problem with what you did as a player.

Ilpholin has a HUGE problem with what you did and is going to take herself and her potential drow army support and hoof it.

It's all IC reaction, sadly.

[D_Lord]

(Fix your mistakes with Elder Evil Time Wraping and twisting powers is a Go?

Retcon'd Phantom)

[ThePhantom]

So, what do you two say, Reinholdt and Artemis97? Will you give me another chance, a replay? Please. I'm sorry, about this, its the overheating problem again.

[Artemis97]

Let's move this to the OOC thread...

[ThePhantom]

Okay then.

[Gnrlshrimp]

Meanwhile, Bell decides to go test out Mister Squiggles' web and see how well it works as a climbing frame.

Yes, this is an extraordinarily bad idea.

No, she doesn't seem even slightly concerned.

[Reinholdt]

Meanwhile, Bell decides to go test out Mister Squiggles' web and see how well it works as a climbing frame.

Yes, this is an extraordinarily bad idea.

No, she doesn't seem even slightly concerned.

Considering the weight it has to hold, it works pretty well and can easily hold Bell's weight.
...
But it's really sticky.

[Gnrlshrimp]

And it isn't long before Bell is well and truly stuck in the web.

Perhaps this will scare her?

Um...nope...instead she seems to be quite content just hanging there, stuck to the web.

[ThePhantom]

Raril glances at the acreen just long enough to register the content of the video. He turns back to scowl at Gordon.

"So, you or someone working for you is spying on my daughter and her friend in a place they should have some reasonable expectation of privacy? And then you see fit to flaunt this perversion in front of her father? Gods, even for a dragon you're a bold one."

Well Gordon just lost any leverage he may have had. No what's he going to hold over Ilpholin?

"Sex in the shower with Becky. Good times."
Of course Gordon also just ensured Ilpholin will crush his scaly hide later instead of helping him like she had planned. She his plans actually lined up with hers, not went against. She could have rubbed his back and he could have rubbed hers and there would have been much benefitting.

Now he's a dead dragon and less an ally.

"You asked for the video, you got the video."

Gordon sighs, this thing is starting to go away from him.

"And now, the other reason why I asked for Ilpholin to be here. What do you want done with your father? Let him live when the city falls, keep him here, his fate is in your hands."

You thought Gordon would let someone not from AMEN know more about his plans and members and get away scotfree? Hardly.

[Reinholdt]

[Gordon's Room]

Ilpholin looks at Raril and... shrugs. She hadn't thought of it.
"I dunno. Whaddya you want? Die horribly with the masses, be a prisoner, or escape with your life? Or some random D option?" She asks Raril. She doesn't appear to care strongly either way.

[Web]

Mister Squiggles crawls over and chitters to Bell and stands next to her to keep her company. Also to help her free when or if she asks for it.

((deadtime for sleeeeep))

[Artemis97]

[Gordon's Room]

"Well, normally I prefer to make my own way, but I do enjoy living. If you can do anything about that, I would appreciate it." Raril decides before leaning close to Ilpholin, whispering. "However, I don't know if you want to stay here, with them watching you like this. At the very least, I could teach you a spell or two." He offers.