*Looking around with a puzzled expression.*
"Where did the Queen and the Army go?"
*Turns back into a human disguise.*
"I sent the queen away to my vacation house. ... its kinda located in the seventh circle of hell. when she disappeared into another dimension, so did her powers and the control she had over the tea cups and spoons. now stormy has some new dishes."
*thinks: and thank goodness for that. i am tired of drinking out of these dirty glasses*
*slowly comes to and tries to sit up but can't*
*tries to think of what happened* Hmm, last thing I remember...oh yeah flying through the air and hitting my head.
*reaches for head and realizes there are dead bodies on top of me*
*pushes them off and looks around and hears Ivaron ask about me*
I'm down here, cough, cough, cough. Ohhhhh my head.
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Smiling is infectious.
Give, expecting nothing thereof. ------------ BoD - Come have some fun! Folks will always come and go, so enjoy them while they're meant to be in your life.
"So, in your unconsciousness, we've been invaded by england, a ripped soldier, and feds will undoubtedly be coming after Ivaron for his murder of soldiers, and me-"
*points to self*
"I'm a ghost, now. Ivaron decapitated me. I can still talk n' drink n' shit like that, though. Thank god for black magic."
"But anywho, zhuge exploded some teacups, and the queen of England turned into a hydra."
*tries to look as sane as possible*
"Anywho, figure we can use these corpses for some kinda stew..."
*drifts over to the jukebox*
"... We have a jukebox, right?"
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"One in every 10 million people can potentially have a headache from this pill." God forbid she is the 0.000000001% of having a headache.
Wha...what...oh uhh yeah - um put them back there the surprise stew supply is getting low.
Woah, I think I may have contaminated all my alcohol or maybe everyone has just gone nuts. Oooo wait, those helpers of mine...they have been cleaning the glasses...maybe they put something on the glasses that makes people hallucinate. But then how did all these bodies get here and why is my head hurting. Hmmm, maybe we are still all under the influence of some drug. Better act normally or I will have to explain why I have certain powders in the back.
*goes in back to get soap to wash things up and notices that the containers for the soap and the drug powder look similar*
Oooo, I wonder if maybe I mistakenly grabbed the drug powder instead of the soap. Oooo my my my.
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Smiling is infectious.
Give, expecting nothing thereof. ------------ BoD - Come have some fun! Folks will always come and go, so enjoy them while they're meant to be in your life.
"Stormy, are you all right? If not, I can fix you up and if you want, I can show you my memory so that you can see what went on."
*Studies Stormy.* Hmm... she took quite a hit when that damned soldier threw her like that. I'm gonna have to call up a few guards for this place so when something like this is gonna happen again, we'll be prepared.
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Just as the Scorpion hunts...
Silently Lurking...
"Nothing is True. Everything is Permitted." ~ Ezio Auditore de Firenze
*hands him a plunger*
*figure out what to do with it* *points to shower*
*laughs*
*burns anyone horribly that comes near*
edit: Im in a good mood again.
*hands a shot of vodka to any one who comes near*
"Where did the Queen and the Army go?"
*Turns back into a human disguise.*
"Oh, I dunno."
*grins*
*drags two of the fatter bodies into the back room*
*merrily whistles as he drags bodies into the back room*
"Anybody got a butchers knife? Or a sword of some kind?"
"I sent the queen away to my vacation house. ... its kinda located in the seventh circle of hell. when she disappeared into another dimension, so did her powers and the control she had over the tea cups and spoons. now stormy has some new dishes."
*thinks: and thank goodness for that. i am tired of drinking out of these dirty glasses*
*tries to think of what happened*
Hmm, last thing I remember...oh yeah flying through the air and hitting my head.
*reaches for head and realizes there are dead bodies on top of me*
*pushes them off and looks around and hears Ivaron ask about me*
I'm down here, cough, cough, cough. Ohhhhh my head.
Folks will always come and go, so enjoy them while they're meant to be in your life.
"So, in your unconsciousness, we've been invaded by england, a ripped soldier, and feds will undoubtedly be coming after Ivaron for his murder of soldiers, and me-"
*points to self*
"I'm a ghost, now. Ivaron decapitated me. I can still talk n' drink n' shit like that, though. Thank god for black magic."
"But anywho, zhuge exploded some teacups, and the queen of England turned into a hydra."
*tries to look as sane as possible*
"Anywho, figure we can use these corpses for some kinda stew..."
*drifts over to the jukebox*
"... We have a jukebox, right?"
Woah, I think I may have contaminated all my alcohol or maybe everyone has just gone nuts. Oooo wait, those helpers of mine...they have been cleaning the glasses...maybe they put something on the glasses that makes people hallucinate. But then how did all these bodies get here and why is my head hurting. Hmmm, maybe we are still all under the influence of some drug. Better act normally or I will have to explain why I have certain powders in the back.
*goes in back to get soap to wash things up and notices that the containers for the soap and the drug powder look similar*
Oooo, I wonder if maybe I mistakenly grabbed the drug powder instead of the soap. Oooo my my my.
Folks will always come and go, so enjoy them while they're meant to be in your life.
*Studies Stormy.*
Hmm... she took quite a hit when that damned soldier threw her like that. I'm gonna have to call up a few guards for this place so when something like this is gonna happen again, we'll be prepared.
Get out of here before I turn you into an ostrich!
... :/
I'm sorry.. I've had a bit too much dirty water tonight.
"give me everything and anything you have that might bring me to near death or kill me. i want the most rancid, putrid, vomit water you have"
*Fuck my life*
"Oh yes....blood."
Now what is this? A tavern?
I sense the presence of another necromancer in there. A possible rival?. Maybe. But first a drink and some food...
*approaches tavern*
There seems to be a ghost around. Could use that for a summon if he's worthy enough.
Must have been one hell of a party in here.