A long, tall, wide Wall, completely white at first. It's on Private property. Before the wall is erected a sign.
Feel free to write, draw, scribble, graffiti or otherwise put anything up on this wall.
The Owner of this Wall.
Near the base of the wall is spare Chalk and Spray Paint.
On this thread:
This is for fun.
In this thread, your characters may leave messages, notes, ads, warnings, jokes, gossip or anything else you might want them to. The posts themselves are the messages, you do not need to RP your character walking in and writing.
This thread is fully IC and the messages are written by characters and about characters, not by players or about players.
You do not need to sign the character's name, although people might be able to guess if they know your characters.
Understanding that Remnant does not have jurisdiction outside of the city of Inside, I would like to personally offer a bounty for anyone who captures or kills a member of the Orthodox or Middling branches of the Dalachrechian cult, as well as a bounty for every slave or potential sapient sacrifice rescued. I know my views on racial mixing are unpopular, but I strongly believe that the behaviour of the Dalachrechians is abhorrent, whether directed towards humans or other sapients, and should be stopped by whatever means necessary.
Please contact Starling on <number> for questions or to collect.
((OOC: Check with Earl of Purple before sending PCs after his cult, please, to make sure he's up for it and that the power levels involved are reasonable. ))
((OOC: You can use the Inside thread for telephoning Brian Starling. I usually follow it, but poking me is fine too.))
III WEL GIF REW ADRS FOR BRIGNING DLAMACRACKIONS'S'' BODYSS TO ME
ADN SOM MIILKK
TO DICSCUS IIT, PLES CAL TIHS NOMMER;: <number>
Anyone calling the number will be met with a pleasant, calm (almost sleepy) voice, quite unlike the deranged purple scrawlings.
Ain't telling where we got it.
But it was one hellofa struggle!
Yep. Took hours.
Ran outta bullets halfway through, had to finish him with no more than kitchen knives.
Tore an eyeball out with my bare hands.
The Cat Burglar by Ghar. Thanks!
Last edited by ThirdEmperor : 08-21-2012 at 08:36 PM.
Anonymous my foot, he's been putting his name all over the place. It's annoying honestly.
I'm honestly curious as to how you power something with souls. Do they burn like coal? Do you use them to heat water and spin a turbine?
Y'know what power Nexus could capitalize on? Wind and Hydroelectricity! I'm sure you could get some Poseidon analogue to conjure endless torrents of wind or water for something like, a sheep a month. Greek gods took sheep sacrifices right? Goats, sheep, cows, chickens, that sort of thing?
Pirate Justin avatar by myself. Emmi avatar by Gulaghar, Much Thanks!
Woah there little dudelinger. I'll have you know that real gods of power don't muck about with any of that sissy wind and water nonsense. If you want some real voltage, you tap right into the SOURCE! BOOM!
The last two words of that seem to be outlined in spidery looking burn-marks caused by electrical trails.
I accept all of the above payments mentioned, as well as eternal gratitude, praise to my name, and your sweet, tender love. RIDE THE LIGHTNING BABY! RIDE IT!
You know, you're even worse than that one war-god I threatened to turn into a goddess... Would you, perhaps, care for a duel, with your form riding on the outcome?
If you are going to duel this mockery of Zeus, I would be glad to be your second.
"A chess game is divided into three stages: the first, when you hope you have the advantage,
the second when you believe you have an advantage, and the third... when you know you're going to lose!"
– Savielly Tartakower
No, I won't be dead. There are several of me. Kill one...I can grow another! There's three of you...I get to bring two companions right?
Evolution! EVOLUTION! Bahaha! You know, your lame little remnant reliant pathetic excuse of a company cannot rival the size, power, or even reputation of Clarke Industries!
My name is epic. Duh. Marciano Louv're! Like an awesomely awesome mint candy! I like candy...oh, you burn them like coal, the ectoplasm produces magic whitch powers stuff.
It seems more like the name of an idiot to me. After all, you walked into an incredibly obvious trap once, if I recall correctly. And the experience does not seem to have given you any insight as to why you should not trust random strangers on a wall.
Also, I have never heard of this company of yours.
You're kidding me, right? You're asking me, Me! To put up my MENESS, in some fight? You've clearly never rolled, rumbled, or tussled with the Zeusmeister hotlips, or you'd know that my bod is the worthiest thing around, and there aint nothing you could put up as collateral that's worth that. So no deal baby-doll, I don't take sucker's bets.