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by Northwest Slobovia » Wed Jan 06, 2016 5:39 pm
by Northwest Slobovia » Wed Jan 06, 2016 6:50 pm
Mincaldenteans wrote:"I believe you'd be the second one in the guild hall, Sandy," Anais said sincerely, "I just wish it was under better circumstances."
by Mincaldenteans » Wed Jan 06, 2016 8:06 pm
Northwest Slobovia wrote:Sandy marvelled at the huge space revealed behind door 8A. Distractedly, he said, "I knew there was little sense to the size of apartments in the Building, but I had no idea Demens allowed such expansive spaces. Amanda will certainly want to remodel now that we know."
Sandy allowed himself to be led into the Guild's library, still quietly taking in the sheer size of pocket dimension. After sitting down in the offered chair, Sandy scanned the shelves. He didn't mean to pry into their affairs, but sitting down before seeing what titles were easily visible was the most he could help himself. From the little he know of the Guild, they mixed magic and religion, and he couldn't resist wondering what sorts of things they'd have in their collection. He still seemed distracted, or perhaps entranced. "There are rumored to be storehouses of texts on the supernatural this large in my world, but I never expected to enter one."
At length, his eyes came back to the table and the ritualist sitting near him. He blinked several times as the significance of her statement sank in. "Just the second? I'm greatly honored. Given the abilities your Guild has, I expected people would be beating your door down asking for your assistance."
by Primordial Luxa » Wed Jan 06, 2016 9:31 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:But I trust the people here. Well, except Prim. He has shifty eyes but his cute smile make up for it.
Monfrox wrote:But it's not like we've known Prim to really stick with normality...
P2TM wrote:HORROR/THRILLER Winner - Community Choice Award For Favorite Horror/Thriller Player: Primordial Luxa
by The BranRiech » Wed Jan 06, 2016 9:56 pm
by Mincaldenteans » Thu Jan 07, 2016 12:15 am
by New Aksarben » Thu Jan 07, 2016 4:46 am
Mincaldenteans wrote:Dining Room
Anais' departure with that wizard whatshisface did not go unnoticed by her close friend; she had kept a furtive lookout upon the table from afar while their guild leader engaged herself with the pony and the baron. Cherry's attempt at being incognito had failed miserably, she was with her guild, of course they would catch the nuances to her shift in attention every so often. They hadn't said anything, merely nodding before getting back into conversation with Dan and Hunter. The fae seemed oblivious, but Hunter had raised an eyebrow, seemingly catching their wordless communication although not comprehending it entirely. The feast went on and Cherry went back to paying attention, this time with Hunter talking about using half an orange peel filled with oil and its stem as a wicker.
"So here's this Brennan, right? All proud of himself for making the makeshift candle, I totally thought he was full of it. Its a damn orange peel for crying out loud. I bet my cigs," Hunter goes on in animated fashion.
"What are cigs?" Erick asked with a sideways glance, his hood of his robes lowered to reveal short, thick and spiked hair and a square jaw that could cut bone.
"Oh, um, cigarettes. Tobacco? You smoke it really. Supposed to ease tension, maybe warm you up although that's debatable to me, keeps you busy rather than fussing about; it certainly helped with some.. things," Hunter trailed off on that. He hated smoking, actually, and after the 'war', the Nevidian had given it up completely.
"Like a pipe?" Erick asked.
"Sorta, but its rolled up for you, all you gotta do it light it," Hunter responded to which the dervish nodded slowly and gestured for Hunter to continue, "Anyway, I bet my pack of cigs if he could make that orange peel last and the jerk just smiles like he knows he gonna win this. Bastard was right to a point... dunno what he used but that peel lighted up like a freaking beacon! And Brennan's stomping away frantically to put it out and we're laughing at him for being an idiot with his organic approach..."
The mesmer had broke her attention once more, seeing the fleeing figure of the ritualist exit with Sandy. That left the only two at the table and she wondered what exactly had just transpired.
"Excuse me a moment," Cherry said lightly with a smile. Hunter stopped just enough to nod and get back into his story. She let him continue. It wasn't that funny.
Approaching the table, Cherry shrugged off strands of her chestnut hair, pulling and tucking them to the side behind her ear as she dazzled the two of them with a friendly smile. "Gentlemen, I couldn't help but noticed my friend had left with company. My name's Cherry and I'm with the guild over there," she gestured to the far side and turned back to look to them both, "Would you care to join us? I'm sure Anais wouldn't want you two left by yourselves if she had to leave so quickly."
Primordial Luxa wrote:Dining Room
“Well thank you” Primordial said to Cherry as he moved to join her and the other guild at their table. He stopped momentarily to grab another one of the exotic wines he had brought in with him as well as some of the food which was being served. “Anais spoke very highly of all of you but she didn’t go into any real specifics. I would love to get to know you better however.”
Happiness is when
what you think,
what you say,
and what you
do are in harmony.
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by Imperial--japan » Thu Jan 07, 2016 10:09 am
by Cerillium » Thu Jan 07, 2016 6:59 pm
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith
There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears, and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination.
by Tiltjuice » Thu Jan 07, 2016 7:19 pm
The BranRiech wrote:(snip)
by Highfort » Fri Jan 08, 2016 1:06 am
by Mincaldenteans » Fri Jan 08, 2016 1:49 am
by The BranRiech » Fri Jan 08, 2016 5:39 am
by Cerillium » Fri Jan 08, 2016 8:09 am
I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith
There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears, and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination.
by Giovenith » Fri Jan 08, 2016 10:58 am
by New Aksarben » Fri Jan 08, 2016 11:29 am
Mincaldenteans wrote:Dining Room
"Not to worry, I'm sure she had her reasons," Cherry responded as she leaned against her own chair, two hands upon the crest rail of it. The rest of them at the table had fallen silent with the arrival of the baren and pony, most the guild looked on with polite smiles but wary eyes. Hunter included. Dan, however, was nothing but pleasant at the sight of new company, although the funny smell was becoming something a nuisance. Manners, he reminded himself.
"Allow me to introduce the others," the young woman continued. "Alexia," Cherry began as she placed a hand momentarily on the monk's shoulder to the left of her and then moved on to Traxt, the elementalist, to the monk's other side; Erick, garbed in a simple brown, blue and light grey robe, sat across the table; to his right was Reyna, short hair, bronze skin, and a sharp appraising look upon the baron. The rest were not part of the Guild but were friends regardless and Cherry introduced Hunter, who merely nodded his hello and Dan, the summer Fae who took an instant interest in Sterling. The guild seemed unfazed with the two new arrivals, though that in itself was exposure to other races: klingons, fae, cyborgs, lizards, cultists... it never seem to end.
"A pleasure to meet you two," Dan said with a friendly smile as he leaned forward a little in fascination across from Sterling. "I only ever seen other ponies in the building from afar; I don't want them to think me odd or rude, but it's fascinating to see an equine outside the Summerlands; it's a rare sight. I think I've only seen two others before, though I've never had the opportunity to speak to them, would you be of the same people?"
"Seems Dan made a new friend," Cherry said lightly and took her own seat after introductions. She noted that the baron hadn't actually introduced himself, and were it not for Sterling, she would have never knew his name. Minus one for manners, she thought to herself. "So, Primordial, what were you two discussing with Anais? It looked pretty involved."
"Yes, it seems Sandy join in there just before leaving; I hope everything is alright? Whatever the case, it must be of some import," Alexia spoke up next to Cherry.
Happiness is when
what you think,
what you say,
and what you
do are in harmony.
-Gandhi
Official Squirrel of PL
Agnostic
Democratic Socialist
Comp Sci Major
History Enthusiast
Amateur Artist - My Art!
Nonbinary/Genderqueer
Gay
Wragon Furry
Brony
✎ Member - ℘ædagog
Roleplays I'm part of:
Personification Life
Sburb: The Roleplay
Fallout Equestria
Imagine Dragons-Demons
Sabaton - Carolean's Prayer, A Lifetime of War, Carolus Rex, Lion From the North, and Coat of Arms
DragonForce - Through the Fire and Flames
by Primordial Luxa » Fri Jan 08, 2016 5:02 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:But I trust the people here. Well, except Prim. He has shifty eyes but his cute smile make up for it.
Monfrox wrote:But it's not like we've known Prim to really stick with normality...
P2TM wrote:HORROR/THRILLER Winner - Community Choice Award For Favorite Horror/Thriller Player: Primordial Luxa
by Chedastan » Fri Jan 08, 2016 6:20 pm
Northwest Slobovia wrote:Amanda clumsily climbed down from Thaddeus' rig, her dismount made awkward by her travel mug in one hand. Her coffee had gone cold hours ago, but sipping at it was one of her few distractions from the long silence during the drive home.
Feet now safely planted, Amanda more heard than saw Romulus climb down over the rig's tailgate. As he started to collect his ammunition, she walked over to him and quietly asked, "Seventeen years, General? Seventeen years in the field? My grandfather fought for a bit over seventeen months, and that was enough war for him. Who... who were you fighting all that time?"
by Saleon » Fri Jan 08, 2016 8:15 pm
LOBBYCerillium wrote:LOBBY
Volker took his eyes off Opa Two in order to address the elf that had finally stirred. He supposed the machine would come around in due time. Everyone always did. "Ja, the lease," the cultist slid the clipboard across the desk for her inspection.
The documents clipped to it were in her native tongue, and very explicit. She would lease one (1) apartment in Demens Towers, and have use of the common areas such as the kitchen and dining rooms on the second floor. There were other areas (the library and gym) she could also utilize, but some areas were completely off limits (maintenance sections, Chaos quarters, bomb shelter); accessing Residents' apartments without their explicit permission was verboten and would result in death.
"We are-" the cultist began, but then the chandelier trembled again. He sighed and consulted the new arrival list -- It never rains but it pours! "Okay, to answer one of your questions: you arrived through that chandelier above us. Just like how this new person is arriving. Simple."
A light bulb unscrewed from the chandelier and vanished into its socket. Something colorful oozed from it in a gooey strand, and then the blob dropped to the floor and reformed into a female deep in slumber. She was, of course, unhurt from the fall.
"Thank you!" Volker shouted at the fixture, but the only response was the soft squeak of the reemerged light bulb returning to its former place.
"Nearly every new Resident arrives that way, now. Wasn't always the case, Miss Enali. But times have changed, and dimensions have shifted. You are now far from your former home. We are on Gallimaufry and, at the moment, we don't know much about the place. This dimension may have existed a million years, or only a day. Can't say. Nobody has ever heard of it before. The whole Building landed here day before last. Excuse me."
He hefted a new clipboard, bringing it to the counter with a sharp SMACK! to wake the newcomer from her enchantment. "Hey, you down there! Astra Foriano, ja? Wake up and sign your lease. I don't want to repeat myself over and over."
His fingers plucked a cheap pen from the cup beside his newspaper. "Miss Enali, you sign? Then maybe Mr. Drova over there -- he's the dark one with the feathery wings -- maybe he can give you the tour or show you to your apartment. You'll be on the eighth floor. There's a lift. Let's see -- apartment 8F. Miss Astra here is in 8E. That makes you across-the-hall neighbors."
by Fvaarniimar » Sat Jan 09, 2016 1:18 am
The BranRiech wrote:...
"But . . . Wait, I'm uh, not new here. I've been here a while now, actually." He said, dusting himself off once he was back onto his feet. And as much as he wanted to get settled in, he knew she meant it in the terms of new residents, who seemed to be coming out of the woodwork.
And now this machine thing?
"Oh." He grunted in slight disapproval. Was another giant machine really what the building needed? And to boot, it was already threatening someone. "But I could stick around, if you're giving the tour." He turned back to Dora, shrugging. He had nothing else much better to be doing at the moment.
by Giovenith » Sat Jan 09, 2016 2:39 am
by Tiltjuice » Sat Jan 09, 2016 4:01 am
Highfort wrote:(snip)
The BranRiech wrote:(snip)
Saleon wrote:(snip)
Fvaarniimar wrote:(snip)
by Highfort » Sat Jan 09, 2016 4:46 pm
by Northwest Slobovia » Sat Jan 09, 2016 6:45 pm
Mincaldenteans wrote:Anais set two cups down, putting a few loose leaves of tea into them, “Herbal tea,” she explained as she dropped its delicate dried leafs into her cup, “An Elonian variety, though we have a few others if you’d like a sweeter or spicier mix?
Mincaldenteans wrote:“And speaking of spells,” Anais pressed on gently as she closed the lid to the herbal tea and looked at Sandy, “would you be comfortable sharing with me what exactly happened in the dining room?”
by Northwest Slobovia » Sat Jan 09, 2016 8:09 pm
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