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by Monfrox » Sun Nov 16, 2014 10:10 pm
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by Torsiedelle » Sun Nov 16, 2014 10:15 pm
by Rygondria » Sun Nov 16, 2014 10:25 pm
Cerillium wrote:A bump, a skip, a screech, and explosion or three, everyone tasted plaid, and then…………
One could assume that the dimension had grown accustomed to the depraved, twisted debauchery of dubious morality that occurred with regularity in the tiny spec of land known as Bielefeld. One could also assume that these events sprung up from nowhere and with no catalyst other than the whims of the population. Yes, one could assume this - they would be mistaken. None of this could be blamed on Naomi alone, though.
The party had once again spread out of the building and into the city itself, which took on an air of an out of control frat party. The drunken revelry grew in intensity like a pustulant boil blighting the otherwise flawless night until it seemed that it could no longer be contained by the confines of reason, sanity and the space-time continuum itself. It quavered on the edge and strove to expand just a little bit further but, failing to have room to wiggle in, it exploded into messy logic. The catalyst motivating the participants suddenly dropped from the revelers like water from a bucket. And so, all over town, people came to their senses with a snap, and realized they were doing some pretty wild (or horrid or downright naughty) things…
The majority of madness had taken place at the corner of Subabsurdus and Main. Bodies littered the lawn, passed out drunk. Party streamers graced the entire town, apparently shot out of streamer cannons from the Building’s roof. Loudspeakers blared music into the night on the tail-end of a 10-hour loop. But that was just the tip of the iceberg…
The walls of the lobby were covered in writing and symbols, the insane ramblings of a mad man about some entity called "Zalgo". The inside of the elevator car had been filled to the brim with milk duds and jolly ranchers littered the lobby floor. The exterior of the Building itself was a Pepto Bismol shade of pink. Near the side of the building was a smoldering bus set on blocks.
Bran was gripping the bus steering wheel but it wasn’t going anywhere. He was making engine noises and accompanied them with screeches to simulate driving tight corners at a breakneck speed. NVE was perched on the 'missing' tired now located behind Bran's seat. He was holding a small radio. It was currently playing static. Both were wearing Hawaiian leis.
Giovenith and Rmwtyliin were sitting in the back of the bus. They weren’t alone however; Arthur waved at the pair and held his plastic cup out for Giovenith to fill. Duncan rested in Rmwtyliin’s cup. Kwa'a - or "Duck" – Bhewehg was slouched over the back of a bus seat, presenting her bottom to the tea party participants.
Reginald was standing in the aisle and pointing a broom handle at a StrexPet. Kale was directing a piece of ivy to attack the Building, but neither the Building nor ivy was moving.
Pippa-Michelle and Turtleboss were playing a game of tag with Conservators. Turtleboss wailed when tagged and ran for the Building's back door.
Tsu was lying on her back on the leaves that littered the back yard. She was shooting at paper helicopters suspended from the laundry line – with only her finger and thumb. She was nearly trampled by a galloping hippopotamus ridden by Kei and Kayta. Both females fell off just as the hippo jumped over Tsu.
Primordial and Insidious were playing bingo with Pedobear and some Branriech conscripts. Nobody was calling any numbers except for one conscript (he kept shouting "B-4!")
Monfrox was dangling from a tree branch by the seat of her pants. The pants ripped and she dropped to the ground, landing on Brit.
Willow and Nick were screaming their heads off as they slid on the stairs on a trail of Vaseline. They slipped through the lobby, shot out the front door, caught air on the Building’s front steps, and landed on Bran’s wife and Drova (both were wearing ballerina outfits).
Marcus and Mezran were on top of the bus, each brandishing a fish at each other like sword fighters.
Fritz and Mab were ballroom dancing on the back deck.
There was a pile of leaves in the middle of the lawn. Various not-mentioned-above Residents were tucked into it, and Cultists danced a circle around them while singing. Yuna was dancing with the group. Naomi cheered from her perch in a tree.
A civet, a fennec and a badger trotted past the group and vanished through a broken basement window.
An airplane flew overhead, papers tumbling from the back and landing only on the Building property. They were invitations to Thriller and Charumati's for Thanksgiving feast (Gliese, naturally!)
The front lawn was littered with ice, empty bottles, drunk people, and a troupe of naked dwarves. Bones appeared to be sitting on a lawn chair, except there's nothing underneath him, he was just floating. His boots were fairly muddy, he had a stethoscope around his neck, and he was holding a large wheel of cheese that had a ribbon on it, as if it's some sort of prize. He also was wearing a sombrero over his helmet. Minerva was floating beside him only upside down and with legs tucked into a lotus position. Her red locks were plaited into a tight braid. She had a Cat in the Hat hat which was currently resting on her ass. A diving bell with a pair of clown shoes leaning on it rested in the background.
“Right, that’s fixed it,” Minerva spoke through gritted teeth. “Let’s not speak of the violent violet llamas or Philippe Cousteau Jr’s sock drawer anytime soon.” She turned her head and smiled at her companion. “Thanks for your help Bones. Really, it hasn’t been the same without you around.”
by Mincaldenteans » Sun Nov 16, 2014 10:26 pm
by The Carlisle » Sun Nov 16, 2014 10:51 pm
by Bone Fort » Sun Nov 16, 2014 10:53 pm
Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:Tsu smiled back suggestivly at Kei and turned her attention to Katya. "I do believe we have not met.." she said with a little hiccup after,being a bit tipsy. "You can call me Tamashi!. She kept her fingers in a gun shape and shot at the paper helicopters then laughed loudly when the wind knocked one off. "I nailed one!". She flopped back into the grass smiling brightly.
by Torsiedelle » Sun Nov 16, 2014 11:07 pm
by Fvaarniimar » Sun Nov 16, 2014 11:10 pm
by Morlodania » Mon Nov 17, 2014 3:23 am
The Carlisle wrote:Kale wobble-spunned around and looked at Jorgen. Her face had a look of utter fear. In her drunken reality, Jorgen was a giant mecha-human a horrifying corruption of man and machine from the desert world. "AHHHH!!!" she she screamed. She raised her hand and let the magic flow. Except, unlike the vine, it worked.
Out of her hair grew a massive venus fly trap like plant, with a giant mouth filled with rows upon rows of sharp teeth. The maw-plant chomped down on Jorgen, tearing through him like tissue paper.
In the real world, a weak looking venus fly trap like plant grew. It was small and had no teeth. It opened it's mouth and bit weakly onto Jorgen's leg. In fact, it was wasn't a bite as it was more plopping its open mouth onto Jorgen's leg. The plant slobbered onto Jorgen's leg as it weakly tried to chew it without teeth.
Gallade wrote:My Little Morlo, Abduction is Magic~
by The BranRiech » Mon Nov 17, 2014 5:18 am
by Torsiedelle » Mon Nov 17, 2014 1:46 pm
by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Mon Nov 17, 2014 2:37 pm
Bone Fort wrote:Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:Tsu smiled back suggestivly at Kei and turned her attention to Katya. "I do believe we have not met.." she said with a little hiccup after,being a bit tipsy. "You can call me Tamashi!. She kept her fingers in a gun shape and shot at the paper helicopters then laughed loudly when the wind knocked one off. "I nailed one!". She flopped back into the grass smiling brightly.
"Oi! Stall the ball! Smee ya f*ckin' steamboat!"
Storming up towards Tsu was- OH DEAR GOD... Tim Finnegan, the Irish Wrestling chicken.
"Yea must be mad ouva to be talkin' sh*te about me, ya fecking sky pilot! Or a flamin' piss artist! Either way, I'm a give ye a clatter in the jaw and a mug of warm badger's milk fer bein' a clatty chancer!"
by Bone Fort » Mon Nov 17, 2014 7:46 pm
Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:Tsu narrowed her eyes at what was standing before her,it was her worst enemy..the Irish Wrestling chicken. "Why...isn't it the chicken nugget...." She said spitting in his direction. "I will have my revenge for all those times you have embarrassed me!". She took a fighting stance and prepared to battle her nemesis, to bad her brain was to small to warn her this was a dumber idea then orcs fighting Baneblades with rock.
by The Carlisle » Mon Nov 17, 2014 8:54 pm
by Morlodania » Mon Nov 17, 2014 9:51 pm
The Carlisle wrote:Little did Jorgen know that Kale was no lightweight. For one, she beat Wolfgang von Sturmgeist in a beer drinking contest and then went on to beat Brian McGuinness in a whiskey drinking match. And she was still standing! If a bit wobbly.
Seeing her attack was ineffective, Kale paled whiter than the whitest iris. She crawl to her weak plant and cradled it in her arms. "I'm doom..." she said. She tucked her plant in, got into the fetal position, fell to the ground on her side, and started rolling in circles. "Doomed *hic* doomed *hic* doomed *hic*," she said repeatedly.
Gallade wrote:My Little Morlo, Abduction is Magic~
by Monfrox » Mon Nov 17, 2014 11:00 pm
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by Fvaarniimar » Tue Nov 18, 2014 7:43 am
by Torsiedelle » Tue Nov 18, 2014 1:52 pm
by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Tue Nov 18, 2014 2:23 pm
Bone Fort wrote:Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:Tsu narrowed her eyes at what was standing before her,it was her worst enemy..the Irish Wrestling chicken. "Why...isn't it the chicken nugget...." She said spitting in his direction. "I will have my revenge for all those times you have embarrassed me!". She took a fighting stance and prepared to battle her nemesis, to bad her brain was to small to warn her this was a dumber idea then orcs fighting Baneblades with rock.
"Jaysus, yer real feckin' cla, ain't cha? I kicked yer ass without breakin' a sweat, whilst also kickin' the asses o' some of yer friends at the same time, and yea still want ta take a go at me? I was jus' talkin' sh*te earlier when I called ya mad ouva, but yea really must be. Or a flamin' piss artist. Chancer don't even cover the half o' it. Yer a real neddy, yea are."
The Irish Wrestling Chicken raised his wings in front of him, fi-... fists(?)... held in a boxing stance.
"Now yea best stop actin' the maggot, fore I give ya a whole rake o' pain. Yea already have a boat like a bag full o' dead rats, yea really want me ta make it look even worse? 'Cuse I can."
by Torsiedelle » Tue Nov 18, 2014 2:26 pm
Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:Bone Fort wrote:
"Jaysus, yer real feckin' cla, ain't cha? I kicked yer ass without breakin' a sweat, whilst also kickin' the asses o' some of yer friends at the same time, and yea still want ta take a go at me? I was jus' talkin' sh*te earlier when I called ya mad ouva, but yea really must be. Or a flamin' piss artist. Chancer don't even cover the half o' it. Yer a real neddy, yea are."
The Irish Wrestling Chicken raised his wings in front of him, fi-... fists(?)... held in a boxing stance.
"Now yea best stop actin' the maggot, fore I give ya a whole rake o' pain. Yea already have a boat like a bag full o' dead rats, yea really want me ta make it look even worse? 'Cuse I can."
Tsu was about to strike till she noticed a cat,She stopped and growled."Hey! A very IMPORTANT battle is about to go on! Shoo ya furball!" She said sending wings to remove the cat away from the chicken."This is my time to get some of my.pride back!" She growled in a deep voice, no one was gonna stop her from kicking chicken butt, a cat sure wasn't. She thought she was gonna be famous for this!
by Rygondria » Tue Nov 18, 2014 3:13 pm
Torsiedelle wrote:Despite eating a large dinner earlier, Jasmine couldn't quell the rumbling in her stomach as she led Toscha towards the warmth of the building. She really just grabbed food from wherever she could, and the weird apartment usually provided. She really didn't have much money, and that's when she found a golden opportunity.
"Hmm..."
She began to break off, leaving Toscha close enough to be able to return inside the building, with the warm air letting out and providing a measure of relief from the cold. She clasped her necklace and winked. "I see money. Be right back, you won't regret it!"
And that was how, as Reginald was fighting the StrexPet, a strange girl in a strange Eastern dress popped in one of the bus windows beside him, hands clasped as if begging, and a too-friendly smile on her face. "Hello, sir!", She said in a faked accent. "I'm just a lonely new immigrant to this place, and I see that you are in need of assistance. Would it seem a fair trade if I were to assist you in exchange for a small sum of money? Coinage, preferably. I like it when it jingles."Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:Tsu was about to strike till she noticed a cat,She stopped and growled."Hey! A very IMPORTANT battle is about to go on! Shoo ya furball!" She said sending wings to remove the cat away from the chicken."This is my time to get some of my.pride back!" She growled in a deep voice, no one was gonna stop her from kicking chicken butt, a cat sure wasn't. She thought she was gonna be famous for this!
"Keep yer damn limbs off of my cat!", Torii yelled from the leaf pile, crawling to her knees. The cold was getting to her, and she was making her way to the apartments. "Nick, Kitty~, I wouldn't go around attacking random chickens, not around here. It's probably mutated, or..."
Torii remembered her first Christmas at the island. "Yea, just get away from it, like, now. That thing's a sonuvabitch."
by Giovenith » Tue Nov 18, 2014 3:14 pm
by Torsiedelle » Tue Nov 18, 2014 3:23 pm
by Fvaarniimar » Tue Nov 18, 2014 3:29 pm
Torsiedelle wrote:Despite eating a large dinner earlier, Jasmine couldn't quell the rumbling in her stomach as she led Toscha towards the warmth of the building. She really just grabbed food from wherever she could, and the weird apartment usually provided. She really didn't have much money, and that's when she found a golden opportunity.
"Hmm..."
She began to break off, leaving Toscha close enough to be able to return inside the building, with the warm air letting out and providing a measure of relief from the cold. She clasped her necklace and winked. "I see money. Be right back, you won't regret it!"
And that was how, as Reginald was fighting the StrexPet, a strange girl in a strange Eastern dress popped in one of the bus windows beside him, hands clasped as if begging, and a too-friendly smile on her face. "Hello, sir!", She said in a faked accent. "I'm just a lonely new immigrant to this place, and I see that you are in need of assistance. Would it seem a fair trade if I were to assist you in exchange for a small sum of money? Coinage, preferably. I like it when it jingles."Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:Tsu was about to strike till she noticed a cat,She stopped and growled."Hey! A very IMPORTANT battle is about to go on! Shoo ya furball!" She said sending wings to remove the cat away from the chicken."This is my time to get some of my.pride back!" She growled in a deep voice, no one was gonna stop her from kicking chicken butt, a cat sure wasn't. She thought she was gonna be famous for this!
"Keep yer damn limbs off of my cat!", Torii yelled from the leaf pile, crawling to her knees. The cold was getting to her, and she was making her way to the apartments. "Nick, Kitty~, I wouldn't go around attacking random chickens, not around here. It's probably mutated, or..."
Torii remembered her first Christmas at the island. "Yea, just get away from it, like, now. That thing's a sonuvabitch."
by Torsiedelle » Tue Nov 18, 2014 4:05 pm
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