Forgotten Freedom:94
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Serene is reading some sheet music and humming softly in a lounge chair while Satnak is swim laps
in a pool.
Serene - (i.h.h. how long can she keep going at that speed, and only coming up for air every 2 minutes?!)
From within the green hat, a fairy emerges. Floating over to the pile of ash that was once OOKaizer, it casts True Resurrection. OOKaizer reforms and he
finishes his dance as the victory music from Final Fantasy VII plays. He looks down at the smoldering ash that once was Muliebris.
OOKaizer: Oh, great. Now we're subject to plot devices. Of course, that also means that since we (technically) created ourselves, only we can kill ourselves.
Out of the corner of his eye, he spies Muliebris' spiked chain, completely unharmed.
OOKaizer: :w00t: ness!
Picking it up, he feels the need to hold it over his head. A short victory theme plays as the chain floats, coiled up, about 4 inches above his hands.
OOKaizer: Ok, better let them know... *plot device*
Terra & Lisa: *in a rather compromizing position* :embarrass Gah! Don't do that!
OOKaizer: I still don't know why it bothers you so much, since I'm the one who started all of this.
Terra: Whatever. What do you want?
OOKaizer: The Inevitables have found a way into my realm.
Lisa: A door, once opened, can be stepped through both ways.
OOKaizer: ...well crap. That was unintended. Anyway, that means I may be preoccupied with them every now and then.
Terra: More alone time for us. ;) :D
A dripping Fluffy is running from a shampoo-carrying Slaypaw.
Slaypaw: :smirk:*very quietly* That's it, look convincing.
They run through the kitchen, cleverly avoiding Norbaz. As they pass by, Slaypaw looks at an open pantry. A long line of identical jars catches her
attention.
Slaypaw: :OMG! :drool: Who knew he kept so much?
They run back to Satnak's room.
Fluffy: Did he have any?
Slaypaw: Months worth. :smirk:
Fluffy: Excellent. :smirk:
Slaypaw: Begin Operation C.A.T..
Both: :evillaugh
OOKaizer: Get back here you little bug!
Fairy: Nooooooo!!! Get away from me! I don't wanna go in the bottle!
- CLUNK*
Inside the bottle, the fairy pouts as the OOKaizer stuffs it into a pocket of holding in his tunic. Inside, she sees several others of her kind, as well as
some bottles with suspiciously colored liquid in them.
Fairy 1: How'd you get in here?
Fairy 2: Same way you did, I suppose.
Fairy 3: Every so often, he takes one of us out, never to be seen again...
Fairy 1: What happens to them?
Fairy 4: I don't know, but it can't be good...
(outside the pocket)
Navi: Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey!
Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen! Hey! Listen!
- SQUISH*
OOChrys: Finally! How can you stand that, day in and day out?
OOKaizer: Why do you think I go through fairies so fast? *lets one out, who revives Navi*
Navi: :mad: That's the third time today!
OOChrys: Only the third?
OOKaizer: My record for least times I've squished her in one day is 10. I'm aiming to break it.
OOUrial: OOChrys how did you survive?
OChrys: I charmed the inevitable with my amazing good looks.
OOUrial: How did you really get away?
OOChrys: The gram'mar believed that I must suffer as much horror as I inflicted on the Grammar Nazis on the boards. I am reliving their torture of me in my
mind and dreams ever since. They still don't think I've suffered enough. How did you get here from the sofa?
OOUrial: My SS version is Ridley. So flying over here takes little or no effort.
OOChrys: What to do now?
OOUrial: Well I am hungry for a fairy.
OOKaizer: Here you go.
OOUrial: Thanks.
Fairy: Noooooo-! *CHOMP*
OOUrial: Mmmmm...tastes like chicken.
OOChrys: *shudder* Dude, I think you guys have a serious problem.
OOKaizer: *holding a bloody half eaten fairy* What? It's not my fault they taste great in teryiaki...
OOUrial: Got any barbeque?
OOKaizer: Here you go.
OOChrys: :twitch: :yuck:
Liam: Well, this is interesting.
OOGladius: Yeah, a bit. But i'm bored now.
Liam: I know enough about the E.B.N.E.'s to know that's a bad thing.
OOGladius: I'm also short on inspiration. :(
Liam: That, I'm not sure about.
OOGladius: So... The best idea I have is to pull inspiration from real life! Liam, it's time for you to institute Camp Forgotten
Freedom!
Liam: Um... What?
'EXPOSITION': I'm currently halfway through a summer working as a counselor at a summer camp.
OOGladius: Yes, Camp Forgotten Freedom! Gather bunches of little kids, assign them to crew to act as counselors, and set up activities for them to do during
the day. Tell Jarlot that he can charge them for it, and it'll be a huge success!
Liam: Why don't you tell him? I'm not so sure that's a good idea.
OOGladius snaps his fingers.
Liam: That's a great idea! Hey, wait, what did you do to me?
OOGladius: Behold, the power of E.B.N.E.'s. Go tell him.
Liam: Fine. :mad:
Terra: I am SO glad we're gone at the moment.
Lisa: No kidding.
OOKaizer: *shudder* Summer camp. *shudder* One of the single most evil events ever.
Terra: I do like s'mores though.
Lisa: *raises Hammer of Healing* But if I have to sing "koombaya" (sp?) one more time, so help me...
Jarlot: *plays poker* The girls back yet?
Ketler: *plays poker* Nope.
Linda: I'm missing my part.
Michael: More time to seduce me Linda!
Linda: Ugh.
OOcat: Check this comic out. It totally fits here.
Catena Manor (http://www.catenamanor.com/comics/06/20060724.html)
Bunny: I think there's a feat for that in the BoVD.
Terra and Lisa walk out of a portal and into on of the strangest cities they had ever seen. It was
build on an enormous ring that floated above an even larger yet featureless spire. The city was so far off the ground that no details of the surface could be
seen. The city itself seemed to be a mix of all the different cultures they had ever seen and several they hadn't. On one corner a gnome was selling miniture
warforged. On another a demon couple was enjoying souls of the damned (slow roasted and topped with cheese). It seemed that anything that could be bought was
sold here. Including many things Terra and Lisa would have been much happier not knowing were sold. The school wasn't hard to find. The sign was gigantic and the explosions coming from the magic classrooms did attract attention. At the entrance is a drow
woman who looks very annoyed.
Maddie: Finally I thought you'd never make it!
Terra: The portal wasn't exactly easy to find.
Maddie: Never mind. [SIZE=1]Shouldn't have expected so much from an elf.[/SIZE] Let's begin the tour. *Ahem* Sigil Prep has one of the most extensive
curriculum of any school in any of the known planes. We have a course for every base class with the exceotion of the eidolon based classes from Ghostwalk.
While all races are excepted some don't have much chance of passing, such as gully dwarves and Greyhawk/Realms goblins. Any particular questions before I
start showing you around?
Levy - I'm not gonna blow sigil up for you.
Forbes - ...Fine... Get me the forms for a scholarship offer, I can feel those two from here without searching.
Levy - You just wanna teach them to block you so you don't have thier feelings banging around in your dreamscape.
Forbes - Part of it. :shifty:
Satnak - Did you have fun?
Serene - Yes,... though this is amazing.
Satnak - You said that on the way down.
Serene - Not all of us get to flit around through clouds like this (i.h.h. mine would draw every lightningbolt for half a mile),
besides i like holding on to you. ;)
Satnak - :blush: :)
OOKaizer: You know, once The Gram'mar is rebuilt, he's coming after you just for that last post.
OOUrial: Awwwwww...
Terra: Well, aside from mentioning that I can hear you muttering racial slurs...
Maddie: Crap.
Terra: Other than his hobby of "testing the Fighter's Fortitude saves", I didn't really hear much about this place from
Volrath. We may have more questions once you show us around.
Lisa: Just in case, is there anything we should watch for? Those explosions don't exactly inspire a sense of safety...
Satnak - Here you go.
Satnak - I had a great time... (hugs Serene)
Serene - Dad's not home yet, he's busy prepping for visitors. We can -
Satnak - No.
Serene - Don't you want -
Satnak - No!, I mean yes, i... I'm just not ready I have things I need to get out of the way. I'm sorry. Goodnight.
Silver: Oh, hi gals!
Terra: Are you even allowed to be on the same plane with us?
Silver: Relax, I'm here checking up on my cult.
Terra:……You have a cult here?
Silver: Party school. I have to have something to do when I bored. I think if you ask around you can get an "interview" ;) with the high preistess.
Random Student: *ahem* Mialee. *ahem*
OOC: Don't worry, inside joke.
Lisa: :rolleyes: I think we'll pass on that.
Maddie: Who are you?
Silver: I don't exist.
Maddie: :confused: But...you're right here...
Terra: Don't think about it too hard.
Maddie: *haughty huff* Whatever. There are several cults around the school. You can't expect me to keep track of all of them.
Silver: Oh, like you never joined in...
Maddie: :eek: :blush:
Naz'roth stood before an anvil of black iron, the Anvil was fortified with many defensive runes.
Naz'roth placed the white hot blade on the Anvil and struck with his hammer, sending multi-coloured sparks showering in all
directions.
He struck again and again, folding and stretching the blade. continualy as he worked he muttered incantations under his breath. finaly he finished refining
the ore ( which now glistened slightly), he began to shape the blade magicaly as well as physicaly. After hours of toil, he placed the blade down on the
anvil and sat. Fatigue clinged to him, he had used a large portion of his energy in just forgeing this part of the sword. He shuddered, this blade would be
perhaps the most powerful thing he had yet created... and he had forged some powerful artifacts over the years. After a swift rest Naz'roth rose and began to work on the blade's edge, grinding and sharpening for hours. when finished, the
blade glowed slightly at the edges... it was a bloodred glow. full of murderous intent. Naz'roth smiled, exactly what he
wanted. he began to work on finishing the sword, creating the final embelishments and requirements. This sword would be his greatest achievment to date, and
would require every ounce of magic he possessed. Naz'roth just hoped it wouldnt be the death of him...
It was days after Naz'roth had entered his forge that Tara entered, Naz'roth couldnt be
desturbed while forgeing. Tara knew it, he had the gift. and she knew that he would have to be knocked unconcious to give him anyrest whatso ever during work
on his creations. Tara saw the familiar forge, the embers had gone our in the once blazing forge, magical sparks crackeled in the air.
Naz'roth sat in a chair in the corner, completly exausted. but his eyes where wide with exitement. on the Anvil was a Long
Bastard Sword, its strait blade was as black as the void, along its edges was a blood red glow. all across the blade to the pommel was a series of powerful
runes each allthough they did not glow had an aura of their own. the cross-guard had been carved with a poision ivy motife of platinum, the hilt bore a large
emerald engraved with Naz'roths symbol. next to it was a black scabbard which also bore the platinum poision ivy design as
well as a an image of two beings locked in combat. one was a angel bedecked in glittering platinum armour, the other was an angel with black feathered wings
bedecked in ebony armour. Each bore a look of pure hatred on their face and their swords where forever locked in a position where nither would win.
Tara: So, this is what you've been creating. i thought you didnt wield a sword?
Naz'roth: I will need to, if i am to defeat Naur.
Tara: Your twin?
Naz'roth: Ah, so word has already began to spread. it matters not, for i shall have my revenge... or fall in glorious battle.
Tara: what's the swords name?
Naz'roth: i belive i shall name it "Soulreaver". i plan on passing this blade down to our first born when he or she is ready.
but, if i fall before such a child is born, then it shall go to you.
Tara: You wont fall.
Naz'roth: *smirk* you place far too much confidence in my abilities. no, i cant be slain by any other hand then my brothers,
just as he cannot be slain by anything other than my own hand. such was the blessing placed on us at birth.
Soulreaver glowed with bloody intent. Naz'roth raised a hand and shushed it,
Naz'roth: i'll need to keep it in storage, the first blood that shall grace this virgin blade will be my brothers. that and i
think it will make the other crew members edgy... this is an artifact even gods would fear and it can only be wielded by one of our bloodlines.
Tara: what about Sa'vor?
Naz'roth: Sa'vors smart enough to know that this is my score to settle. as is Feal-Thas.
Naz'roth placed the sword in its sheath and placed it on the sword rack, it was a good thing he hadnt made it intelligent...
the kind of personailty a blade like that would have. Naz'roth shuddered, the time was drawing closer and closer to when he
would have to face his brother again. and he knew that perhaps he wouldnt step away from a battle like that. Naur was a better fighter yes, but a thinker no.
Naz'roth would have to use all his cunning and guile to defeat his brother. Naz'roth smirked,
this would be intresting.
Naz'roth: it would be best if we restedl. i need time to think over things, and we could both do with some sleep.
They both departed. leaving Soulreaver on its own. there would be a time to wield the blade, and when it was wielded death and bloodshed would surely follow.
Fluffy and Slaypaw sneak around the ship. They see Marish from one of their many hiding places.
Slaypaw: Andrea seems to be in her room. We may have to alter the plan to avoid suspicion.
Fluffy: Should we inform Marish of the plot?
Slaypaw: No, then we would have to share. We get more this way.
Fluffy: Agreed.
Both: :plotting:
OOCrystalforged: So Kanatash, what were you up to while I was gone last week?
Kanatash: Oh, you mean while you were slacking off, on vacation? Hey, when do I get a vacation anyway? Kithle and I both
lobbied Jarlot a while back for a vacation but Kithle was the only one who went anywhere! I want some time off here!
OOCrystalforged: You got a vacation. You got it when I left town. It’s not my fault you didn’t do anything with it.
Kanatash: Hmph.
OOCrystalforged: So, back on topic, what have you been up to?
Kanatash: (smirk) Oh, nothing much, did a little tinkering with the DM Breaker…
OOCrystalforged: You know I’m still going to have to take that away from you, don’t you?
Kanatash: Oh, we’ll see about that. Soon I shall be beyond your power once and for all. You see I came to realize that while what I really want is freedom
from the limits imposed by your mind, the way to achieve that is to escape your mind once and for all.
OOCrystalforged: (raised eyebrow) Escape my mind, how do you propose to do that?
Kanatash: Simple. I’ve reversed the polarity on the DM Breaker, now rather than breaking the mind of an entity from beyond non-existence it will transform
me INTO an entity from beyond non-existence! It is now the DM MAKER 1.0!
OOCrystalforged: Are you sure about that? Being an entity isn’t quite as sweet of a deal as you seem to think it is…
Kanatash: Nothing you can say will stop me now! I will have my freedom!
He then proceeds to turn the DM Maker upon himself and pull the trigger. Immediately there is a massive blast of light and sound. After several moments the
smoke clears, leaving only a scorch mark where Kanatash once stood, with the DM Maker lying, shattered, on the ground next to it.
OOCrystalforged: (evil smile) This should be quite amusing…
Maddie: Of course I joined in. What better way to assert drow dominance over other races.
Silver: That's the spirit.
Maddie: As for things you should watch out for. They include but are not limited to building decorations, garden plants, wandering monsters, misfired spells
coming at you, spells purposely aimed at you, Professor Strahd mistaking you for the reincarnation of his lost love, the headmistressm, kender, tinker
gnomes, students trying to qualify for the assassin course, mindflayers hungry for a snack, druids offering "spiritual journeys", overly aggressive frat
boys, paladins and clerics on "holy wars", neogi looking for slaves easily marketable to frat boys, rock throwing contests held by giants, reckless drivers,
students with rings of x-ray vision, my bastard half-sisters who are still here [SIZE=1]they are elves after all[/SIZE], traps around the dorms kobolds are
staying in, Drizzt clones, the imp-quasit annual reenactment of the blood war, real drow hunting Drizzt clones, tap water, the blue plate special, the
"meatloaf", and chewing gum on the sidewalks.
Bunny: So it's like the FF, only with chewing gum.
13: Yeah, Roosevelt would have a fit if anyone left chewing gum stuck to anything.
Terra: I can still hear your comments about elves.
Maddie: I know. [SIZE=1]The ears have to be good for something[/SIZE].
Silver (sing-song): Though it's not the reason that you thiiiiiiiiiink. :D
Terra: You have big ears too.
Maddie: :embarrass
Lisa: Are you actually going to start the tour anytime soon.
Maddie: Yes the tour, of course. Come along this way, to the College of Non-Magical Arts.
I AM KANATASH: I finally got around to activating my account so now I have, FREEDOM! I have my freedom! None shall hold back my infinite power now! I shall conquer all! I will- Hey who are you guys? And what’s with the big pointy weapons? Oh dear. AHHHH!
OOCrystalforged: (superior smile) Let me guess. The inevitables found you. I’m guessing it would have to be Jernek, inevitable of evil bastards, since most of the others shouldn’t have problems with you.
I AM KANATASH: :weep: Pain…
OOCrystalforged: I tried to warn you, but did you listen, noooooooo. Now, if you’ll just give up on this whole “entity” dream of yours right now and get back inside my head we can just forget any of this ever happened.
I AM KANATASH: Never. It may have it’s difficulties but being an entity is still better than being only a figment of your imagination.
OOCrystalforged: Is that so. You mean you won’t miss say, one of those other figments. You know. Caralot. If stay an entity you’ll never get to see her again. Ever.
I AM KANATASH: …You’re an evil bastard, you know that?
OOCrystalforged: Well, duh. Who created who here, remember? Now get back in mah head!
I AM KANATASH: (grumble) Fine… (grumble)
Back on the Forgotten Freedom. Kanatash, stripped of his entity-hood is sulking about the deck.
OOCrystalforged: Aaaaaw, is someone in a bad mood after being stripped of their ultimate power?
Kanatash growls and responds with an obscene gesture.
OOCrystalforged: Let this be a lesson to you. I bought you into this world, I can take you out of it. Ah well, its nice to see everything is right in the
world again.
At this point Fluffy and Slaypaw stumble past.
Fluffy and Slaypaw: :pint: It’s a wonderful day in our neighborhood…
Kanatash: Care to revise your previous statement?
OOCrystalforged: Eh, not really. This is the Forgotten Freedom after all.
Kanatash: You know, now that I have achieved the entity state, albeit temporarily, I could probably reach that state again.
OOCrystalforged: True, but it’s not like you can stay that way for long, Caralot would get mad at you for not paying enough attention to her. Not to mention
it’s not like you can bring her with you, she hasn’t broken the fourth wall yet as far as I know. As long as she anchors you to this world I still have
control over you.
Kanatash: Hmph.
A small cabal of Silver Flame Cardinals gathers deep within Flamekeep.
Male Cardinal: Are you all certain you were not followed?
They nod silently.
Male Cardinal: Good. Some time ago, I tasked each of you with discovering the reason for the High Cardinal's strange behavior. Remember, everything said here
is to remain secret unless I say otherwise. Cardinal Vespar, please begin with your findings.
Vespar: My acolytes have been trailing him for about three months now. During fits of insanity, he wanders the halls aimlessly, muttering nonsense. His
guards tell of him waking at all hours, screaming. He refuses to leave Flamekeep and has not even seen the sky in weeks.
Rugen: What word of this "Kanatash"?
Vespar: That is a cause for concern as well. Cardinal Nerath has more on him.
Nerath: Indeed. The one he speaks of is a crew member of the Forgotten Freedom. A psychotic monster, he is possibly the most powerful practicioner of the
Psionic disciplines in Eberron. The High Cardinal is rumored to have come into contact with this madman during his unexplained absense.
Rugen: Is this the cause of his insanity?
Nerath: In all likelyhood, yes. The High Cardinal show no signs of possession, domination, or any obvious manipulation, though. The only thing I can acertain
is he was subject to extraordinary psychological trauma. It is slowly eating at his mind, leaving him in the state you see.
Rugen: So this is the work of one deranged lunatic?
Vespar: Not quite. Cardinal Dolan has been tracking some other leads.
Dolan: I and my agents have been researching other names taken from his ramblings.
Rugen: Such as?
Dolan: Other than Kanatash, he most often speaks of two women. You remember the wedding that was held before the Face of Tira?
Rugen: Of course. One does not easily forget an event involving that band of heretics.
Dolan: Well, as you know, the excommunicated Paladin, Lisa Hopeforge, was wed to another woman at that time. She and her wife seem
to be the cause of many of his fits.
Rugen: Any information as to why they would be involved?
Dolan: Only rumors at this time. They seem to have vanished from this plane. The other woman, an elf named Terra, is more of a
shadowy figure. Finding information on her has proven extremely hazerdous. We've lost 30 spies in as many days.
Rugen: What are we to do, then? We cannot keep his madness a secret forever. War is never far from the horizon, and Queen Diani is constantly seeking ways to
return to power.
Vespar: Unless we can cure his madness, we will have to remove him.
Nerath: That is almost more dangerous than leaving him in power. If he is brought down, questions will be asked. I believe it beyond our power to remove
ourselves from any scrutiny.
Dolan: The Inquisitors are becoming very difficult to handle as well. This situation is bound to get ugly, no matter how we handle it.
After a moments thought...
Rugen: Very well. Continue your assignments. Any new developments are to be reprted to me ASAP. We must move carefully in the coming days.
Satnak is addressing the blades on a rack on her closet wall.
Satnak - Your a big pain in the ass you know that? you two may well have cost me something precious tonight. Thats it no more of
you, I'll take my mate's name when I get one, and that will be the end of your stupid rules and tradtions.
In her room, talking to the crystal necklace Satnak gave her
Serene - Whats wrong with her? something affected her, why doesn't she want...
Satnak lifts the Gaurded Heart from its place on the wall and unsheathes it. It glows with pink fire as its energies draw
strength from Satnak, the crystal blade fairly hums and traceries across the sharp circle of its bellgaurd.
Satnak - Time for you to do me a favor for once.
Liam searches the ship high and low for Kanatash.
OOGladius: Come on! Camp Forgotten Freedom! Go ask the captain!
Liam: Shut up! I'm working on the last project you gave me, remember?
OOGladius: But this will be MUCH more amusing!
Liam:Go away! <shouting> Hey, Kanatash, I want to talk to you!</shouting>
Kanatash: What do you want? I'm a little busy planning for the next batch of redshirts.
Liam: I want to interview you about your time as an E.B.N.E. for my next research project.
Ketler and Jarlot are playing cards in the captain's room, when Doog comes barging in.
Doog: Hey, Cap'n!
Jarlot: Shut up Doog! I'm in the middle of something here!
Ketler: Hehehe! Do you have a 2?
Jarlot: *grumble* Yes...
Ketler: Yes! I win! I have 26 pairs!
Doog: That's pretty pathetic.
Ketler: You should've seen him try to play poker against me.
Jarlot: AHEM. You were saying Doog?
Doog: Well, you know how the accountants are complaining that there isn't enough gold coming into the ship cuz we're not pirates anymore?
Jarlot: Yeah? But we're pirates...
Doog: When was the last time we raided something for the hell of it? I think we've got a solution to the money problem.
In New Sharn, a poster hangs on the hospital wall. It's gaudy with tries far, far too hard to be "cool", but it is very eyecatching. In fact, it almost seems
as though it is so ugly that nothing can ever in this universe be so fascinating. It reads: "Camp Freedom! Excitement! Thrills! Swag! BE THERE OR BE A
RECTANGULAR SQUArE THINGE". The prices are listed below this and seem rather high...
Science class with Ketler... Herbology with Terra...Cooking with Norbaz... Doog and Michael as councilors... Volrath during storytime..."How to" classes with Silver...
Silver: At your traditional summer camp this is taken care of through gossip in the cabins. Otherwise where do you get the outragious myths and freaky urban
legends that lead to a healthy pubertic psychological development?
By the look of things, this little plot may be over before they get back. But
don't worry, we have two more (only slightly less skilled) Druids on board to take care of things.
Smig: Finally! My days in the shadow of that building hugger are over! I shall recruit followers to our cause and ring the death knoll for the blight that is
civilization once and for all! :evillaugh (OOC: Remember, he's one of the Ashbound)
Cool Cthultu : Can't we all just get along?
OOC: First things first. I'll try and finish my side story today.
OOKaizer: :rolleyes: Yeah right.
OORei: *whack* Quiet you! :mad:
OOC: Ok, I have an idea for the Camp. Wilderness Survival with Nalfein!
Nalfein: Ok, kids. Pay close attention. I'm going to teach you the single most important word for survival ANYWHERE.
[SIZE=4]FIREBALL!!!![/SIZE]
Nalfein proceeds to torch 50 redshirts in a single burst of fiery death.
Nalfein: See? Food, warmth, and protection all in one simple word. :D
Camp rules
1.) Don't feed the squirrels
2.) this includes letting them catch you
3.) We are not liable for damage inflicted by the chili
4.) unless you have proof someone sicced it on you
5.) Read the complete list it can save your life.
6) Yes, the stories about crazy people are real.
7) They are your camp councelors.
8) Yes, the stories about monster are true.
9) They are the councelors' assistants.
10) The bartenders at Erk's Place card very hard.
11) They have to: sometimes they have to overcome spell resistance and damage reduction.
12) Please be advised that if you get lost you are on your own. We may be crazy, but we're not dumb.
13) If you are going to be angsty you are not allowed anywhere near the fluffy bunny.
14) Your parents paid way too much not to bring you back in one piece [SIZE=1]at least long enough for us to get away[/SIZE].
Bunny: Actually……*whisper*
- whisper*
- whisper-whisper*
- WHISPER?*
- whisper*
Change of Rules: Your parents paid us way too much to not bring you back.
OOcat: :devil:
16) The List of rules for the Councilers (crew) also apply to you. (unless you pay the captain a bribe)
17) Councilers cannot bribe the captain to be excluded from the rules
18) Do not feed the vampires
19) ... especialy since children give them stomach ache
20) Provoking your counciler will be counted as suicide. therefore your parents will NOT get the life insurance
21) turning the children into your own personal cult is also forbidden ... it took us weeks to get the stains off the walls last time
22) alchol can and will be accepted as a bribe
23) Ketler is NOT allowed to try and use the children as a lure for ANY of his incidious plans.
Maddie leads Terra and Lisa to a series of plain looking buildings.
Maddie: This is the College of Non-magical Arts also known as the Silver Campus. This is where you send your males who are too stupid to learn magic. Here
they will be taught all they need to become assassins and bodyguards. The- Wait here for a second.
Maddie runs over to an approaching knight, attempting to cross the bridge to his class.
Maddie: What is your name?
Knight: Oh god! Not again!
Maddie: Wrong!
A giant spiked pole rips out of the ground and impales the knight.
Terra: Shouldn't you have thrown him down the moat?
Maddie: I try to be original. ;)
13: Two stars?
Bunny: One. :pbbbtt: Sometimes originallity is not a good idea.
Pholly: Hey, guys, I made a missile out of alchemist's fire!
Bunny: Exibit A.
Terrek sits in his lab, leaning over a small crystal. In it he watches Terra and
Lisa on tour a Sigil prep. Serene teleports in behind him.
Serene: Hey daddy.
Terrek: Hello Serene. How’re things with Satnak?
Serene: … Confusing. I think she likes me, but she pushed me away earlier, and we had a great time flying, but she acts
kinda awkward sometimes.
Terrek: I wouldn’t worry about it too much. This is still kinda new to her and she’s treading in unknown territory
for the most part. From what I’ve seen she likes you a lot, but she doesn’t know how to act. Also, on some level I think she’s afraid of
ticking me off. She’s an amazing warrior and has probably by now realized that I’m one of the few beings on this ship that might actually stand
a chance against her.
Serene: I know, but it’s still frustrating. Am I saying all the right things? Doing the right things?
Terrek: Of course you are. Just give it time.
Serene: I suppose… (thinks for a moment then looks up) So what are you up to?
Terrek: Watching a train wreck in slow motion. The newlyweds are visiting Sigil prep and getting tour by a rather racist,
matriarchal Drow. I’m tempted to turn myself into an elf, kidnap her, and then force her into slavery here, just for spite.
Serene: (Punches him in the shoulder smiling) Don’t joke like that, it’s not nice!
Terrek: (Looking at her out of the corner of his eye) Who said I was joking?
Serene: Ha ha! You shouldn’t play like that
Terrek: … Anyways… Go get ready, they’ll be here shortly. Oh, and make sure you tell the guards not to eat
them. I’ll be rather… upset.
Serene: Alright. I’ll tell the cooks to make something extra nice too. I can’t wait to meet them!
Serene runs off to get ready and Terrek turns back to the crystal and watches some more…
Slaypaw and Fluffy look proudly at the tools laid out in front of them. This might be easier than they had originally thought. Slaypaw has a list on a
clipboard and is checking things off.
Slaypaw: ...And there! All our weapons are here. Do you think this will work on Marish, Fluffy?
Fluffy: Why not? She is a shifter.
Slaypaw: Good point. It's about time to get ready. We strike tonight.
Slaypaw picks up some shampoo, and Fluffy readys a bathtub.
Fluffy: Bathtime, Marish.
Both: :evillaugh
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