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Post by Kully on May 29, 2004 10:15:09 GMT
[OOC: I'm sure since Ursula is a fair distance away despite she is lame now...]
*The knapsacks of the Dead that haven't yet been retrieved are still lying untouched, remaining objects within them. The book is still under the tree root*
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Post by Kully on May 29, 2004 10:19:19 GMT
*Sly Hands woke up in the circle. The Old Man is standing a short distance away, humming and rocking on the balls of his feet. Sly groans as the skin where his wounds had been stings furiously, and he turns.* Old Man: Ooh! You're awake! What took you? Wasn't like you took a blow to the head. I thought you may have had a chance against that thing - advantage of euipment, etc...oh well. The smell must have overpowered your brain... *Sly feels his feet momentarily lift from the ground, and before he can retaliate he is sitting in the middle of the Crazed Heifer, under a table* |
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Post by Hordriss de Confuseur on May 30, 2004 0:44:20 GMT
[OOC: Just a thought, but who is the 6th remaining contestant?
I mean:
Young Grimwold
Ursula
Hordriss
Lord Fear
Lady Morgan
Are still around, but the 6th? Or am I missing someone?]
*Hordriss paces back and forth, although he wishes that he could go and search out his friends, but he does not trust the magic or objects he has been given, and an old man is not much help on his own. He sneaks a look at the spyglass, and sees that Ursula and Young Grimwold are nearing, but that Fear and the Automatum are not too far behind. Then he shifts his attention to the book, which is all he sees when he asks the glass to show him the assasin.*
Hmmm, that, I think, is to be a goal once we have regrouped.
*Hordriss searches the undergrowth for soothing herbs and tears a strip from his robes in order to make a bandage for Ursula, if he survives his magic will mend his battered pride.*
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Post by Lord Fear on May 30, 2004 8:03:43 GMT
*Lord Fear picks up the pace to catch up with YG and Ursula*
"If I'm to try and get them, I must attack them before they reach that pompus old whimbag" said Lord Fear
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Post by Automatum on May 30, 2004 12:36:18 GMT
Subjects retreating
Begin Pursuit mode
Disable non essential units
Tracking....
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Post by Kully on May 30, 2004 12:50:23 GMT
[OOC: The sixth contestant is the Automaton - panic....NOW! That's right - if he kills you all off, he wins. That means someone will have to face and kill the Automaton. ;D Note for the Automaton - please state which form of termination you will be using. Some of the characters may be able to put this to use, and surely they can see the difference between outstretched hands ready to strangle and glowing eyes ready for lasers.  Note for all players: the next post is a hint post  ] |
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Post by Kully on May 30, 2004 12:51:35 GMT
*The Old Man is gazing upon the scene before him and shaking his head*
Old Man: Dear me, they aren't too bright. I would have thought they'd have collected the dead's weapons by now...
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Post by Lord Fear on May 30, 2004 14:28:33 GMT
*Lord Fear changes his course quickly and heads towards a tree and starts pulling on a branch*
"Snice my old stick was stolen from me I might as well get the next best thing" said Lord Fear.
"Also snice that mortal died earlier in this battle I think I have a better chance"
"I wonder what the winner would get for staying alive?"
*Lord F gives one last tug on a branch and it breaks of the tree, he begins to break off on the twigs and takes a look at the end wicth is sharp, VERY sharp*
"Now that's what I call LOVELY Skarkill... oh yeah, I forgot he died, oh damn"
*Lord Fear resumes his chase after YG and Ursula with his branch in hand*
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Post by Kully on May 30, 2004 18:27:01 GMT
[RepNote: TIME FREEZE! Am currently sorting something with a player. Give me until midday tomorrow - if I have had no reply from the player with their suggestions and have consequently made no further posts here assume it is 'TIME IN' at midday. Otherwise take careful note of the posts. Thanks, and apologies for the inconvenience.]
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Post by Kully on May 31, 2004 0:04:58 GMT
[OOC: TIME IN]
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Post by Young Grimwold on May 31, 2004 20:33:09 GMT
*Young Grimwold turned away as Hands was exterminated. He feels sorry to lose someone whom he trusted, especially as a result of the spell he cast, and feels that the best eulogy he can deliver is to follow the dead man's wishes and drink the potion. Crouching to look for it, he takes hold of Hands' knapsack in the meantime... just before Ursula grabs him.* [OOC: If this is allowed, please could I be informed of the new items I've inherited, whenever convenient? Thank you.]
*As Ursula struggles onward with her rather hefty passenger and injured leg, YG glances behind with an Orpheus-like curiosity, and sees that they are being pursued. He feels fresh panic bleed through him, like froth being squeezed out of a soapy sponge. Ursula and he tried being conscientious objectors, but somehow, they are as immersed in the conflict as the more aggressive contestants. He holds tighter and leans closer to Ursula, so he can whisper.*
Ursula... I don't know how long you can keep the others at a distance. And I... I'm not sure which way we're heading. Though maybe scent is guiding you. But... I think we should stop for a while, so you can heal a little... hide... perhaps set up an ambush to... calm those who are after us.
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Post by Lord Fear on May 31, 2004 21:20:50 GMT
*Lord Fear changes cause as he takes a Short Cut through some woods*
"I'll beat those things towards the old fool and I'll elminate him" said Lord Fear as he begun moving fast carrying his Branch as if it was a spear.
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Post by Hordriss de Confuseur on Jun 2, 2004 21:48:37 GMT
*Still nervous, Hordriss takes another look into the spyglass, and overhearing Young Grimwold's last comment to Ursula, sets off as quietly as he can to intercept them, as he recognises where they are, only a few minutes away, from when he first came to the border. Although in the open he looks a sorry state, his fine robes caked in mud, this acts as something of a camouflage amongst the trees.*
Thinks: First, one shall get these bandages and antiseptic herbs to Ursula, and then... one thinks one shall see to some unfinished business with the opposition.
*There is something quite grim in his tone. After having watched the Battle unfold on the spyglass, his hopes of a fully peaceful settlement are fading, and his old "pragmatic" personality is re-surfacing*
[OOC: When next you post YG or Ursula, could you spot me? I think its about time that Hordriss came off the sidelines!]
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Post by Lord Fear on Jun 2, 2004 22:21:52 GMT
*Lord Fear starts to slow down and pant*
"Perhaps... I should... rest... and wait.... for that.... old thing... or those fools... to... come around here... then I'll strike" said Lord Fear as he climbed into a tree and sits holding his branch and watched and waited from either YG and Ursula or Hordriss to come.
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Post by Ursula on Jun 2, 2004 23:26:22 GMT
*Slowly limping to a halt in response to Young Grimwold's request, Ursula grunts an affirmative to his suggestion. She listens carefully for a few moments before checking for scents, relaxing slightly as she realises the Automatum is not as close behind them as she'd thought*
*However, as she is about to shift back to her human form in order to speak, she stiffens suddenly, her thick neck fur bristling as she detects a new scent. Her head swings in Hordriss' direction, but the growl beginning in the back of her throat fades as she recognises him.*
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