Okay, from now on can everyone post in the order I've replied to you in, and after everyone has posted once in that line I will respond, anyone who wishes to join, if you could try and post after the last person on the list, so it goes in order of joining that would be mucho helpful
~To Neb
The beast reared it's head back and roared, well, it was more of a bad cough actually, but it still sounded rather mencaing.
It plucked the weapon out of it's eye and threw it to the ground at Neb's feet "That really wasn't very kind of you, now was it??"
The beast swung it's pendulous head round to see Neb's band "Hmm, nice band, very stylish, I like your pizazz kid.. I don't exactly know what pizazz
is but you sure have it."
Nebfka picked up his weapon, and after sheating and then reunsheathing it, it had become an orange, which Neb was about to eat until the impulse to change it caught him, and then it changed into a penguin.
While Nebfka was absolutely fixated on his penguin-come orange- come spear etc the old beast was croaking on about it's rather fascinating life story.. which mainly consisted of getting stabbed in the eye.. a lot, which is why he inserted a fake eye where everyone always stabbed.. although he was tempting fate rather when he had painted a target on it.. but anyway, Nebfka interested him, and seeing as Nebfka had a slightly more interesting weapon than most and he couldn't care less if the universe was over run.. he might even get some replacement eyes out of it, so he gave all three artefacts to Neb then went to sleep, after eating one of the band in compensation.
~To Seph
After horizontal mining began to tire him he went and sat on a tire while thinking about how his day had gone and who to send down the shaft today.
A bit later and a few more shaftings (that only sounds dirty if you have a dirty mind) Seph decided to actually look into whether any of his lazy workers had actually done anything towards the doomsday device.
Lazy workers, although considerably cheaper, were absolutely insufferable.. and he knew he couldn't continue the facade with Malakon much longer, and also they were impossible to communicate with.. they all consisted of people called Tony, Bob and Mike, however many thousands of them.
~To Binky
After a long time walking around, he found a small settlement named Aashkirtmonpaqqqqqrfdfgd.. or as it's residents called it Bleh.
He stayed a few days in a lovely little hotel there, which I shall not name, as it would take far too much time, and after this he decided to carry on, remembering the dangers, the likes of which he just recently experienced... although he had no idea of where he was going, so he ended up somehow on the pinnacle of a mountain, albeit not a very tall one, only about 5 metres high, but after a picnic and a rest he ran on further, just cos he could.
~To Encard
Eventually he reached the end of the stairs, encountering several more old guards on the way, and each of them rather ineffectual, but when he reached the top he decided it would be a good idea to go down, then sideways, then left, then right, the diagonally, then a few directions in 4d which we shall not go into great depths on.
Following this treacherous path is what led him into the main chamber of Malakon's empire, well, actually it was the games room, but close enough, and he eventually, after jumping a few times through space and time reached Malakon's chamber, droppoing on the floor in a mooing heap at the base of his throne and to a rather amused and surprised Malakon.
"May I help you...."
~To Skye
She walked on with her fuzzy blue companion and after getting through to it that she didn't want any rice she stopped briefly to ponder her situation.
Her home village destroyed, the normal, she took out a large weighty book from her bag entitled 'The oppressed heroes and adventure story compendium.'
"Hmm, according to this I have to find vengeance now.. who the heck's vengeance? Ah well, it says here I must 'slay my unholy foe,' sounds fun, I might as well give it a try, unless someone has something better to do?"
After no objections from her simian companion she decided to find out who did this and where she could get some salmon, as she had a sudden hankering for some.
~To Regin
He carried on, stopping momentarily every so often to let out a great big belch.. he must have eaten a blacksmith.. they always did that to him.. maybe he should stop eating there smithy's and he'd no longer get heartburn, but that was a problem for another day.
He stormed on, stepping on a few houses on the way every so often, unaware and with a big grin plastered across his face.
He suddenly realised he had no idea where he actually wanted to go, and pondered in silence for a moment, interrupted slightly by a shrieking horde at his feet, but that was no longer anything noticable.
Then he remembered with a broad grin he didn't actually care where he was going and set off in a random direction, still smirking.
~To Leggy
He scratched his head out of habit, and stopped when he heard shouting from up there, the dracolce were, apparently listening to a metal concert.
He thought to himself 'Now how is that not evil? I'm a hellion with dracolice who rock to metal music!! Meh, I don't need them, I'm my own man.. hell hound dammit, and I'll be evil how I want to be.'
With his mind made uop and a group of dracolice cheering him on, he went for a walk, to be mean, nasty, bad tempered, rude and generally disgruntled, and pick fights with the general populace of his town.
[ 06-04-2002, 05:49 PM: Message edited by: Talthyr Malkaviel ]