[Larry_OHF]

Originally posted by Desuma_Malevois: As Avatar and his Avariel archers surround the burning building with arrows nocked, waiting to take out any survivors that should emerge, a voice from behind him says, "OK Drongo, send in the clones!" Suddenly the sky is darkened by a horde of cute miniature Aeries, each one with wings and each carrying a miniature version of the KFA's contact poison cream pie in each hand. As Avatar's forces look on in horror (for indeed, how could they bear to battle such darling facsimiles of their goddess?) the voice calls out, "OK girls, faster than Chiktikka Fastpaws". This apparently triggers some kind of contingency spell in each of the clones, as they suddenly zip towards the forces of the temple like hummingbirds on speed and launch their pies! (BTW Avatar, note that I'm giving you a chance to fight/trick/think your way out of this, a much more satisfying exercise in role-playing than simply and arbitrarily declaring one's place of business destroyed without a fight. Oh, what the hell, it's only a game.)

I like that!
OK...
Larry, seeing the inevitable destruction looming overhead, reaches for one of the scrolls that Ertai had given him in such an emergency as this. Reading the words on the scroll, the sky begins to sparkle, and a shield is formed around Larry and all those that are with him. The pies strike the shiled, and fizzle harmlessly away. Yet such an attack weakens the shield, and it disappears, leaving the group of ALSB vulnerable to any attack the clones may have coming next.


"Ok...drawing his twin scimitars, we engage in battle! At least that witch killing spree is out of the way. Men, women...to arms!!!"


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Member of the OHF and Diamond Ranger of the ALSB (secretarial position)
Father of the wicked but cute child known as MaryBeth

Padre de una niña bien traviosa pero guapa
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Aisukuríimu ga tabetái desu.



[This message has been edited by Larry_OHF (edited 10-01-2001).]