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Post by AnimaStone on Jun 30, 2005 9:57:14 GMT -5
Anima leaves his room only to find that the others are doing the same and going to the dining hall. Anima does not usually eat; usually, he can survive on chaos alone for sustenance. But in a place so connected with memory and preservation, there is not enough red mana to sustain Anima fully. Anima decides to follow the others and eat.
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Post by piñata on Aug 9, 2005 8:33:21 GMT -5
As Piñata sits down at the table in the Great Hall, a pretty serving girl comes over to take orders. Piñata smiles a bit too suggestively at her, and Freyalise stomps on his foot under the table.
Waitress: And will you be having any wine, sir? Piñata (still grimacing from his broken toe): Sure. But I am not drinking any forking Merlot!
Piñata watches as the others seat themselves, and servers take their orders. Not surprisingly, the discussion mainly involves the prophecy, and the items that people were given earlier in the day. Enelya looks at Piñata from across the table.
Enelya: You're not going to like where we go next. Piñata: Why? It can't be worse than EM. Enelya: It can for you personally. Olwe has changed a lot since you were there last. Piñata: Changed how? Enelya: You'll see.
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Post by AnimaStone on Aug 10, 2005 22:21:07 GMT -5
Anima stares blankly down at his plate, mostly oblivious to the conversation around him.
ANIMA (thinking): Why the fork did I get toast? I hate toast.
Anima contemplates whether he should light the toast on fire or not. Before he has a chance to, though, the toast levitates into the air and begins talking to him.
TOAST: You! Silly mortal! Listen to me, and be amazed!
ANIMA (thinking): Is that toast talking to me?
TOAST: Behold! I am the great carbohydrated one, Dave! Fear me!
ANIMA (thinking): Yes, that toast is definitely talking to me.
DAVE: From now on, I shall be your master! Consider yourself lucky, slave, for I shall reveal to you a small portion of my power, so that you may not think to attempt insolence.
Nothing happens.
DAVE: See? Now you quake and tremble in fear! Now you realize my true might! NOW YOU KNOW WHY I AM YOUR MASTER!
ANIMA (thinking): I knew I shouldn't have gotten the forking toast.
DAVE: Although, logistically... er... I may need you to help me a little. Do you happen to have an airship, a mana generator that's shoddily made and can easily be converted into a cannon, and a few warriors that are mentioned in some ancient prophecy that was written by someone at this table?
ANIMA: Er... actually, I do. I'm probably going to regret saying that in a few minutes, though...
DAVE: Excellent. So... um... I guess you can be my sidekick. Which means I get your room.
ANIMA: If you think you're getting the top bunk, you are sorely mistaken.
DAVE: Damnation.
Anima leaves the table to walk around the courtyard. Dave leaves the table and goes to Anima's room.
ANIMA (thinking): I guess this is one of the drawbacks of being the avatar of chaos. Weird stuff does tend to happen.
Anima shrugs.
ANIMA (thinking): I've seen weirder.
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Post by Scythe on Aug 11, 2005 16:06:36 GMT -5
Scythe, having already had several tumblers of a vodka and ginger-ale mixture, watches blearily as Anima makes his way out of the room, followed closely by...
Scythe: A TOAST!
Elfie: What?
Scythe: No, seriously, a toast! *raises his glass* In memory of our departed brothers and sisters of EM. May they be as the fabled coconuts of the legendary plane of Earth - floating off to white, sunny shores of paradise!
Others: Cheers!
Scythe: *tosses back his glass's contents and sits* Now where's those ribs!? Pass them here!
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Post by piñata on Aug 14, 2005 14:17:17 GMT -5
Piñata listens to the buzz of conversation around him. Every once in a while he'll pick up random phrases... he catches Belgarath and Enelya involved in a very heavy, ultra-intellectual discussion about prophecies; Elfie and Bass trying to coax memories out of Ape; Stalin discussing military strategy with his predecessor as High General, Devo; Aurora and Sienn chatting and giggling like a couple of teenage girls; and Oddveig giving his food order to a serving girl.
Oddveig: I'll have a steak. Waitress: And how would you like that cooked, sir? Oddveig: Who said I wanted it cooked?
Piñata finally turns back to Enelya.
Piñata: Who's Grand Duke now? Enelya: Riley XIV. Piñata: Wow. I always knew Riley I was a good choice for my successor, but I didn't expect him to start a dynasty. Enelya: They are similar in name only. You will not recognize Olwe when we land there, unless of course you mistake it for Damithor. Piñata: That corrupt, huh? Enelya: Worse, actually. Nonhumans were driven out of the urban areas into the few remaining forests, which is actually what prompted me to come here... being a half-Elf, I knew I was no longer welcome. Piñata: Well, we'll just see what Aurora has to say about that when she deposes this imposter. Enelya: We may not have time for a side adventure, Piñata. There is something to be done in Olwe, but it doesn't involve the nation's politics. Piñata: I won't leave there without this false Grand Duke's head on a pike. Sienn (from across the table): Could we please, just this once, have a dinner conversation that doesn't include severed heads?
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Post by AnimaStone on Aug 15, 2005 21:04:03 GMT -5
Before Pinata can continue, he feels a tap on his shoulder.
ANIMA: If you're done talking about severing heads, I've got a matter to bring to your attention. Can you spare a minute away from the table?
PINATA (to the table): This'll be just a minute.
The two walk several steps away.
ANIMA: I need you to check the prophecy. Find out if there's anything about animated food, or talking toast, or anything of that nature in it.
PINATA: Talking toast? What the fork did you do?
Anima shrugs.
ANIMA: I've seen weirder. Being an avatar of chaos doesn't make you immune to chaos.
PINATA: Yeah, okay, whatever. I just hope that you don't keep making weird stuff happen all trip, 'cause this is gonna be a long one.
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Post by Elfie on Aug 27, 2005 18:25:43 GMT -5
*as Bass and Elfie toast with Scythe and drink, Bass' stomach starts rumbling*
Bass: Eugh. I think my meal is trying to talk to me. Elfie: How pleasant. Does it have anything interesting to say? Bass: I don't think you want to be around when I find out. Excuse me.
*Bass leaves*
*Elfie swings around to hear another reference to talking food, but this time it's toast*
Elfie: This is really weird. Oddveig: Hey, you like your meat cooked and I like it raw. Have some respect for other cultures. Elfie: Oh not you Oddveig. I certainly don't consider you... Scythe: Was the word you were looking odd? Elfie: Vaguely. Scythe: I don't know what's so weird, but I've found this whole dinner enchanting. Elfie: In more ways than one. Scythe: What do you mean? Elfie: Have you ever had a gut feeling that something was wrong? Scythe: All the time. I call it my Scythy-Sense. It tingles. Elfie: Right... Scythe: No seriously, what do you mean? Elfie: I don't know. I certainly don't feel much in terms of premonitions, but something feels really fishy about this, almost as if there were some giant spell cast over this room that we weren't aware of... Scythe: Is there anything you can do about it if you're right? Elfie: Hmm? Scythe: Well if you're right and this is some trap, then we're already caught, right? Elfie: Well there might be some way out. Scythe: Doubtful. Elfie: Maybe you're right. Regardless, I need some fresh air. I'm going to head outside for awhile. Call me when they serve desert if you remember. Scythe: Will do.
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Post by piñata on Aug 29, 2005 7:43:28 GMT -5
Piñata returns to the table just in time to hear Elfie and Scythe's conversation. He looks over at Scythe after Elfie leaves.
Piñata: Any particular reason you chose the word "enchanting"? Scythe: I don't know, it just felt right. Piñata: Well, I'm going to do something about it.
As surreptitiously as possible, Piñata casts Tranquility.
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Post by Elfie on Sept 2, 2005 23:04:58 GMT -5
*stepping outside, Elfie notes that the mountains look even bigger than usual*
Elfie: Meh, fresh air is fresh - eh? What's that?
*a low rumbling is heard as a foot crashes down right in front of Elfie*
Elfie: Ah! We're being attacked by giant...ants? Something isn't right here.
*turns to run back inside, only to find that he let the door close and lock behind him*
Elfie: You've got to be kidding me.
*starts banging on door*
Elfie: Let me back in! We're either shrinking or getting attacked by giant ants, and in either scenario I don't want to be outside alone!
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Post by piñata on Sept 4, 2005 17:54:50 GMT -5
Piñata (overhearing Elfie and pointing his wand at the door): Alohohamora!
*the door unlocks, and Elfie scrambles in*
Medwyn (OOC: he's supposed to remain a good guy, just so you all know): All right, what the fork is going on? Elfie: I don't know... even Elfie Logic is failing me at the moment. Piñata: Then this is officially a catastrophe. It was a calamity due to the fact that the "tomatoes" in my salad were actually red peppers, but now it's been upgraded.
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Post by AnimaStone on Sept 4, 2005 22:24:06 GMT -5
Anima walks back into the dining hall.
ANIMA: Uh... hate to be the bearer of bad news... but there's a giant termite asking for you, Pinata. At least I think that's what it is... wish I'd taken the time to scan it... whatever. I didn't get any toast and I'm forking hungry. Give me ice cream.
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Post by piñata on Sept 6, 2005 7:27:54 GMT -5
Piñata: Asking for me? That's odd. Medwyn and Elfie both outrank me. Elfie: You should say my name before Medwyn's. It... um... comes first alphabetically. Piñata (ignoring Elfie): Well, I guess I better go see what it wants... never a good idea to keep termites waiting, they might get bored and chew down a wall or two. Qrel, would you accompany me? I have a feeling I'm going to need your insight into the mind of an insect here. Oh, and someone give Anima some ice cream -- but make sure it's not of the speaking variety.
Piñata and Qrel leave the table to go see the termite.
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Post by Elfie on Sept 9, 2005 12:35:12 GMT -5
(OOC: Since when do I outrank you?)
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Post by AnimaStone on Sept 11, 2005 2:12:28 GMT -5
ANIMA: This ice cream better not forking talk.
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Post by piñata on Sept 14, 2005 16:27:44 GMT -5
(OOC: Since when do I outrank you?) (Since you became UN Delegate on NationStates. Here's how it works: Whoever's adminning The Conclave is Archmage [highest rank, currently held by Omeguz for Adventure purposes because Morb is Fisher King of Phyrexia and can't leave it]. Whoever's running things on NationStates [you] is Supreme Overlord [second highest rank]. The other Conclave mods are just plain Overlords [all four of them are equal, but the Overlord of the North Conclave is the only position who has seen someone ascend to the Supreme Overlord position -- first Omeguz, and then you], and you outrank the four of them. You're also next in line for the Archmage position should Omeguz step down, go missing, get killed off or be forcibly removed from the position by a unanimous vote of the High Council [usually when an Overlord or Archmage is "fired" from their position in this way, it's followed by an execution for treason, because that's the only level of betrayal high enough to get someone that high-ranking booted out of office]. The High Council consists of the "big six" [Archmage and all five Overlords -- Omeguz, Elfie, Piñata, Devo, Scythe, and Musashi respectively], the High General [Stalin, obviously], the High Admiral [Static], the High Commander [Aerospace Corps director -- later on in the Conclave Adventures, this will be Piñata's daughter Aurora, but the current {and later to be killed off} High Commander is unknown at this time], the Director of Intelligence & Security [Kitten for Conclave purposes, although by the time of the PPU Adventure she's died from natural causes ], and the highest-ranking apprentice of a Council member [since the Council needs an odd number of votes to prevent a tie, and it's assumed the most successful apprentice will wind up on the Council eventually anyway -- for Conclave purposes, this would probably be DA, although SC's giving him a run for his money political-power-wise in the PPU storyline]. Bass isn't eligible for the Council because A}the West Conclave already has an Overlord, and 2}he's not an apprentice any more, and when he was he wasn't apprenticed to a Council member. If Devo either steps down or is removed from power some other way, Bass would probably be running unopposed for Overlord of the West Conclave, because it's the general consensus of the entire Conclave he deserves some sort of political promotion. After all this damn typing, I don't particularly feel like contributing to the Adventure, but I'll make an in-character post when I get back.)
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