Session XXV - Endgame

Organiser's Comment

Well, the logs are rather full for the people we had. And if you are thinking 'He he, I wasn't there, I avoided my part.' Erm. No. Next session will have lots of ramifications because of events in this session. So there.

Next session is a very important one. That's on Wednesday.

Plot Summary

[Soon]

Full Log (See Below for 'The Best of the Rest')

<@Narrator> <-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-> EEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDGAAAAAMMMMEEEEE <-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><->

<@Narrator> The dusk day is dark. There is a distinct chill in the air today, the sky is covered in thick, suffocating, black clouds.

<@Narrator> The group are assembled at the front of the 'train. Joining the ranks is Thor, his brothers are working on a new type of defence for the 'train.

<@Narrator> Faelnon paces the length of the group several times. Foilae had discovered something in a more recent gnomish tome, only Faelnon and Foilae knew what it was about, and they sure weren't telling. Foilae had disappeared about midday.

øùú Faelnon turns to the group, like a general turning to his troops. His four, fearsome troops.

øùú Faelnon states quietly, but the voice can easily be heard by everyone, 'Today,' he began, letting his voice resonate around the rocky, barren lands, 'Today,' he repeated, 'We have a chance.'

øùú Faelnon continues, 'This chance is a small window of opportunity, one we can waste, or one we can exploit, and perhaps stop the End.'

øùú Rue listens intently, for some reason feeling the urge to salute Faelnon

øùú Faelnon continues, 'The Seventh, a.k.a. Richard, has been training elite assassins in a rocky clearing about ten minutes away. We believe Richard to be vulnerable there. Foilae has gone ahead as we have decided on a plan to take out Richard. In the meantime, however, he needs a distraction. We are that distraction.'

øùú Faelnon pauses and waits for people to salute. He shakes the feeling away and continues.

øùú Faelnon says, 'We will leave as soon as you have your weapons. The assassins are very well trained, and it will be a difficult battle, but we can win. Any questions?'

øùú Faelnon says, 'Get your weapons and report back here in five minutes.'

øùú Rue stays where she is, usually holding all of her weapons anyways. "What's the plan?"

øùú Cyria stands still, waiting for Faelnon to continue explaining the plan

øùú Thor grumbles at being forced to be here as he goes to collected his weapons.

øùú Faelnon says, 'Um. Go in, attack the assassins. Hope for the best, didn't I cover that?'

øùú Faelnon returns to his cabin, he opens his closet, ready to grab his staff when he sees the traces of innocent blood that still scar it. His hand wavers, before he turns and closes the door. He quickly acquires a sabre and a dagger from the weapon's cabin. He also dons a light set of armour.

øùú Cyria goes into her cabin to grab her gloves

øùú Thor grabs his best axe and suit of armour. He looks oddly like a metal ornament until he starts moving.

øùú Faelnon returns to the others.

øùú Thor comes to a halt. He puts up the visor to look at Faelnon. He looks down at his axe and the visor slides back down.

øùú Rue goes to her cabin to make a quick run-through of her equipment. She changes into a black tunic with armour underneath and assures that her dagger and sword are in the proper spots before returning.

øùú Faelnon looks at the armour and swears that Thor looks taller than normal.

øùú Faelnon asks, 'Everyone ready?'

øùú Rue nods enthusiastically, a smile creeping across her face.

øùú Thor shuffles uneasily in his armour and looks to be tipping over at one point before he uses his axe to steady himself, 'Just dandy.'

øùú Cyria says, "I sure am"

øùú Rue blinks at Thor. "Don't you have any other armour?"

øùú Thor leans against the end of his axe with his elbow proudly before it sinks into the ground a little. You can practically hear the creaking as he tips over.

øùú Thor scrambles to his feet, 'This is my best!'

øùú Faelnon says, 'You stole it from a troll?'

øùú Rue blinks. "Mmhmm..."

øùú Faelnon shakes his head and says, 'Lets go.'

<@Narrator> The training complex is cornered in a very sunken field. Two sides are now a cliff-face - the third is a very steep slope, and finally, the forth is a shallow slope. In this area, there are several tents and shacks, one main fire. No sign of the Seventh. However, around the fire are at least fifteen darkly robed people.

øùú Faelnon warns, 'The edges of the cliffs are heavily trapped, if that's what you are thinking, we'd be killed before we could get near the edge. A full on assault is required.'

øùú Rue laughs, "So what, we jump over the edge?

øùú Faelnon says, 'We run down the slope at them, take them by surprise and kill them.’

øùú Thor grins, although no-one could tell in the armour, 'Aye, tis a grand plan!'

øùú Rue looks around. "There's four of us."

øùú Faelnon nods, 'Yes.'

øùú Thor grins, again, unseen, 'All the better.'

øùú Rue shakes her head. "You're insa...Well, we all knew that..."

øùú Rue elbows Faelnon with a wink. "Do you think your guardy friend is down there?" she giggles.

øùú Faelnon looks at Rue coldly before turning on his heel and approaching the slope downwards.

øùú Rue rolls her eyes and follows close behind

øùú Faelnon reaches the top, 'Ready?'

øùú Thor nods and begins down.

øùú Rue walks up next to Faelnon and stares down the cliff, shaking her head. "You know, this is one of the first times I'm actually pretty sure we're gonna die."

øùú Faelnon begins down the slope and say, 'Good, use that fear.'

øùú Rue shrugs and heads down the cliff at a sort of tumbling jog.

<@Narrator> As the group head down, the assassins spot them. One signals for the others, and a swarm of about twenty more men emerge from their tents.

<@Narrator> Each of them carries three blades, two sabres which they duel-wield and a dagger tucked into their boots. Each one seems to add his or her own personal touch. Amongst the array are several throwing stars, a couple of throwing axes, a long sword, and a blowpipe of poison darts.

øùú Cyria follows Rue and says, "You didn't think we would die all those other times?"

<@Narrator> Their faces are concealed apart from one slit where their eyes are.

øùú Thor bellows a dwarven war cry and sprints at the assassins. How he does it without tumbling in his armour is beyond himself.

øùú Rue shakes her head at Cyria. "Surprisingly, no. But now there's about fifteen of them and about four of us, and they have lots of sharp, pointy things that can impale and kill, and it's not looking promising.."

øùú Rue draws her sword and rushes at the assassins full speed.

øùú Faelnon moves swiftly towards them.

øùú Cyria jumps out of the way of a throwing axe that is heading towards her

øùú Thor swings his axe at the assassin's chest, but misses. He swings around with his boot, but is tripped over himself, instead.

øùú Faelnon charges one straight on, but this one kicks off his neighbour's knee and ends up behind Faelnon. Faelnon hardly has time to swing his sabre around when the assassin sweeps with them. Faelnon ducks and ends up falling over. He looks at the assassin towering over him, the assassin lunges. In a flurry of movement, one of them is killed.

øùú Faelnon 's eyes go wide from shock as a thick, warm liquid covers his tunic and armour.

øùú Rue somehow manages to roll past the first line of assassins, preferring to take on the second line instead. She swiftly shoves her sword straight through an unsuspecting assassins stomach and he crumples to the ground.

øùú Thor chops an assassin's leg off. He falls to the ground, screeching as a second runs towards Thor. Thor stands on the first assassin's back (who gives an even louder screech), and swings at the surprised assassin, decapitating him. Thor continues the swing, spins around and changes its direction, decapitating his first one, who promptly falls to the ground.

øùú Faelnon shoves with all his strength and he heaves the assassin off himself. The assassin has a dagger buried in his chest, blood flowing freely onto Faelnon's chest.

øùú Faelnon pulls the dagger out and kicks the assassin off, picking up another sabre. He turns to the battle.

øùú Thor steps off the body and is assaulted by three of them. They have formed a triangle around him and are closing in.

øùú Cyria throws a punch at one assassin who dodges, but follows the punch with a backhand to his face, promptly breaking the assassins jaw

øùú Faelnon looks around him, an assassin is closing in from the front, and the side. He chooses to run between them. They both swipe at him (one tearing his tunic's sleeve), but don't do any major damage.

øùú Rue is knocked off of her feet by one assassin, and she quickly returns the favour. She buries her dagger in his skull briefly before yanking it out and accidentally blindsiding another assassin who was attempting to sneak up on her.

øùú Faelnon continues running with those two behind him. He sees one of Thor's assassins and charges towards him.

øùú Cyria turns around to see an assassin charge her and rolls out of the way and counters with one of a dead assassins throwing stars

øùú Faelnon tries his best to throw his sabre, its hilt strikes the assassin in the head. Causing him to flinch and duck down. Faelnon continues running at full steam. leaps and boosts himself off the flinching assassin. He flies through the air and tackles another of Thor's assassins to the ground.

øùú Rue blinks at the assassin and shrugs before moving to kill him. He blocks her blow with his own sword and leaps to his feet, swinging at her. She jumps back and the two engage in a swordfight.

øùú Thor swipes and cuts the throat of the flinching assassin as he spots two more approaching as the third assassin in his original triangle moves in swiftly.

øùú Rue watches her assassin intently, suddenly noticing his eyes flick to a spot behind her. She ducks down and rolls, turning around to see that another assassin had been coming up behind her, and the two had somehow killed each other.

øùú Faelnon rolls with his assassin before kicking him off. Faelnon barely has time to stand up before a throwing star hurtles at his face. He dives out of the way and his assassin is caught from the nose, across the eye and the eyebrow.

øùú Faelnon hears this assassin screaming in pain as he falls to his knees, hands covered in blood. Faelnon runs him through and continues on.

<@Narrator> A few stragglers who had been sleeping emerge.

øùú Faelnon watches horrified as the blade slices cleaning through Thor's neck. Thor's helmet tumbles from the body and rolls along the ground.

øùú Foilae is ready when It arrives.

øùú Foilae looks about his area, in an odd twist of geography, a nearly identical pit to the one the group are battling in is the one he is in. Except, the end cliff is more over hanging.

<@Narrator> The ground shakes for a second before there is a swirling cloud of flame. When it fades, Richard, the Seventh, stands proudly, grinning at Foilae, 'You rang?'

øùú Faelnon runs towards Thor trying to scatter the assassins with vicious swipes of his sabre.

øùú Faelnon catches one assassin on the arm and quickly slices along his legs and chest, bringing him to the ground. The others run away to attack Cyria and Rue.

øùú Rue stares as Thor's helmet tumbles 'cross the ground. She is hit in the back with an assassin's sword hilt and crumples to the ground with a gasp. She somehow rolls over, gasping for breath, and knocks the sword from the assassin's hand, placing her own blade through his stomach.

øùú Faelnon hears a groan come from the armour without a helmet.

øùú Faelnon approaches it cautiously.

øùú Thor grumbles, 'Bloody stilts broke. Useless crap.'

øùú Faelnon sighs with relief and goes to fight another assassin.

øùú Faelnon is tackled from behind by an assassin.

øùú Rue moves backwards quickly as she watches the assassins move towards her. She hits a tent and does a somewhat comical bounce forward, before shaking her head and running straight at them.

øùú Thor stumbles somewhat comically around the battlefield. He has recovered his axe and is waving it about like a madman.

øùú Thor trips over his helmet.

øùú Foilae stares coldly at the person who placed him in his wheelchair, 'I rang, and you came running.'

<@Narrator> Richard rolls his eyes.

øùú Foilae mutters a few phrases and the area is lit up with a bright white light, 'Welcome to Endgame.'

<@Narrator> Richard looks about the place, 'Uh huh... it's really nice. What is it? Your new home?'

øùú Foilae replies calmly, 'Your new grave.'

øùú Faelnon elbows his assassin in the face.

øùú Rue looks around at the dwindling number of assassins and wonders how many are left and where the hell Foilae is.

øùú Thor picks up his helmet and notices a hole in his chest plate that he can see through. Even so, he looks rather stupid, spinning around, he throws the helmet roughly in a direction of one of the assassins.

øùú Faelnon gets to his feet and stares at his assassin. He cocks an eyebrow as a helmet smacks him in the back of the head.

øùú Faelnon grabs the helmet and puts it on the assassin backwards before hooking him around then neck and spinning him around.

øùú Faelnon releases the assassin, who stumbles, grumbles, mumbles and tumbles, taking down a further two assassins.

øùú Thor looks around and sees only a handful of assassins left.

øùú Thor takes off his gauntlet and uses it as a weapon, as well, this one strikes an assassin around the face like a slap.

øùú Faelnon says, 'There's only five left!'

øùú Thor runs up and 'head butts' his assassin in the stomach, sending them hurtling to the ground, as quickly as he can, he clamps his hands around the assassin's head and snaps his neck.

øùú Thor hollers, even though it echoes back to him than alert anyone else, 'Four!'

øùú Faelnon decapitates the helmet assassin and runs through one of the ones the helmet-assassin took down.

øùú Faelnon reports, 'Two.'

øùú Faelnon sees an assassin with a blowpipe and hauls the assassin's corpse up, the dart hits him in the throat. Faelnon begins running with the corpse, which hits blowpipe-assassin and the three crash to the ground.

<@Narrator> Richard looks incredulously at Foilae, 'Really? I'm terrified.'

øùú Foilae says, 'So you should be. I know a power far greater than you...'

<@Narrator> Richard laughs a loud, cold laugh, 'You? I hardly think so.'

øùú Foilae cocks an eyebrow, 'No. Gravity.'

<@Narrator> Foilae finishes the spell he had prepared, the over hanging cliff-face groans and falls, Richard only has time to look up before they crush him.

øùú Thor proudly strikes the last assassin in the face with his boot before planting his axe across his neck.

øùú Faelnon looks at his blood-drenched clothes and hands. He is sitting down in the dust silently, a few corpses are a metre away.

øùú Thor takes off the chest plate so he can see.

øùú Thor begins rounding up the armour that was thrown at various people during the course of the fight.

øùú Rue pants heavily and leans against a wall of a tent, which gives ever so slightly beneath her weight.

øùú Thor comments, 'So, Rue, we were definitely gonna die, eh?'

øùú Rue grins and nod. "Definitely," she smirks.

øùú Thor looks at himself and grins, 'Death ain't so bad after all.'

øùú Foilae looks quite proudly at the mound of rocks.

<@Narrator> There is a burst of flame next to them, and Richard appears, 'Quite nice, indeed. Utterly ineffective, but I liked the calm, cool façade you have - really is quite amusing.'

øùú Foilae looks at him, still calm.

<@Narrator> Richard moves in front Foilae, He bends down to look Foilae straight in the eye, 'Welcome to Endgame.' He repeats Foilae's words with a mocking chortle as he grabs Foilae's head, going to snap his neck. Something unusual happens, however, his hands slide straight through Foilae's head.

øùú Foilae looks at him, grinning broadly, 'Next time you go to kill me, make sure I'm actually here.'

øùú Faelnon says, 'We should head back to the 'train.'

øùú Rue moves over to Faelnon and plops on the ground next to him. "What about Foilae?"

øùú Foilae opens his eyes and releases the spell. The Foilae in the second pit disappears into thin air. Foilae, the real Foilae, was on top of the pit all the time. He spins in his chair and begins away.

øùú Faelnon says, 'He's okay. He's probably back anyway.'

øùú Rue shakes her head at Faelnon. "Do we even get to hear about what the plan was?"

øùú Faelnon says, 'We were to kill the Seventh. Foilae knew the finer details.'

øùú Thor says cheerfully, 'Come te me cabin, an' we'll open up a keg o' ale. Ah, Thinn an' Totil will be sorry they missed such a battle!'

øùú Rue rolls her eyes with a sigh.

øùú Faelnon looks at Thor and stands up, turning silently and heading towards the 'train.

øùú Thor moves towards the 'train, grinning broadly, trying to think up lyrics for a song describing this.

øùú Rue jumps up and jogs to catch up with Faelnon. "Something on your mind?" she asks.

øùú Faelnon says, 'Nothing.'

øùú Rue cocks an eyebrow at Faelnon and turns so that she's walking backwards in front of him. "Are you sure?" she presses.

øùú Faelnon says, 'Very.'

øùú Rue shrugs. "OK, but you're being rather short with me, which is saying something because we're both elves and you're actually, erm, taller than me, but-"

øùú Rue is cut short as she trips over a rock.

øùú Faelnon turns, but doesn't move to help.

øùú Thor helps Rue up.

øùú Rue smiles at Thor. "Thanks," she says before looking at Faelnon suspiciously. She, however, continues walking in silence.

øùú Thor begins humming a few bars of various notes, trying to work out a good tune.

øùú Rue pokes Thor. "I say we sing a song to Faelnon." she grins before clearing her throat.

øùú Faelnon reaches the 'train and climbs on.

øùú Thor grins at Rue and nods, 'Aye, but first we go to my cabin an' celebrate!'

øùú Thor begins singing the song he composed on the way here. At best, it could be described as the most brutal, vicious attack on music in many years. Still, he continues oblivious as he climbs onto 'train.

øùú Rue nods, already concocting lyrics

øùú Foilae is already on the 'train, and hears Thor, and decides to move towards Thor's cabin.

øùú Thor goes into his cabin, the song stops instantly.

øùú Faelnon hears the song stop and goes to investigate.

<@Narrator> Richard stands near the back of the room. Thinn is stood to his left, Totil to his right. They can't move.

øùú Rue follows behind the both of them.

øùú Thor looks at them, wide-eyed.

øùú Faelnon stands, looking over Thor, Foilae behind him.

<@Narrator> Richard grins and crouches down so he is beside them, 'Welcome,' he says looking from Thinn, to Totil, to the group, 'To Endgame.'

øùú Rue stops dead in her track. She opens her mouth to say something but is cut short by Richard.

<@Narrator> Richard's hands shoot out sideways, catching Thinn and Totil around the jaw and snapping their necks. The two fall to the ground.

øùú Rue raises her hands to her mouth in a scream.

øùú Thor roars in fury and charges at Richard, axe waving.

<@Thor> Richard uses his telekinesis to lift a small throwing axe off a row, it hurtles over to him and he grabs it and swings, burying it into Thor's chest.

øùú Rue reaches her hand out. "Thor! No!"

øùú Thor goes wide-eyed and falls to the ground.

øùú Faelnon charges, too.

øùú Rue gasps and furiously charges at Richard.

<@Narrator> Richard grabs Faelnon's wrist before he can attack, snapping it with a slight flick of his own. He then grabs Faelnon's tunic and throws Faelnon into a cabinet.

<@Narrator> Richard grabs her by the shoulder and smacks her head into the wall. He then grabs Rue's head and repeatedly smacks it into the wall until the wood begins to fracture. After a few moments he looks at the battered and bloodied face. He throws her away, hitting into a furnace.

øùú Foilae is busy preparing a spell.

øùú Foilae 's spell is finished, a large blue fireball is floating above his hands, he hurtles it at Richard.

<@Narrator> Richard catches the ball in his hands and crushes it, 'Thank you, I was feeling a bit chilly.' He grins and hurtles a ball of energy, not fire, at Foilae, who is knocked off his chair.

<@Narrator> 'What did you say? Make sure that you are actually here?' Richard grins.

øùú Faelnon suddenly dives on him from behind, clawing at his flesh.

<@Narrator> Richard reaches behind him, grabs Faelnon by the shoulders and throws him away, like a rag-doll.

<@Narrator> Richard rips the axe out of Thor's chest with a sickening sound and approaches Foilae.

øùú Foilae clambers back into his chair and moves as quickly as possible down the side of the 'train.

øùú Rue lies in front of the furnace, blinded with pain. She attempts to stumble up, swaying, sword in hand, and wiping the blood from her swollen face.

<@Narrator> Richard pauses just before the doorway.

øùú Rue rushes towards Richard, shoulder down, attempting to tackle him

<@Narrator> Richard grabs Rue's hand. He strikes Rue in the jaw before he uses a telekinetically held in-place staff to lift himself up in the air, he swings his two feet into Rue's chest with enough force to send her through a cabin wall.

øùú Rue does so, flying through the back wall of the cabin and landing on the ground behind the 'train, unconscious and bloody.

øùú Faelnon gets to his feet again and has to spit the blood out of his mouth before he can speak, 'Get out!' He bellows.

<@Narrator> Richard looks at Faelnon, then at the staff, 'Does this staff look familiar?'

øùú Faelnon looks at his staff, and his bottom lip begins to quaver, 'G-get out.'

<@Narrator> Richard approaches Faelnon and whispers close, into his ear, 'I know what you did...'

<@Narrator> Richard swings the staff and strikes Faelnon across the head with it, 'It went like this!' He strikes again, 'And this!'

øùú Faelnon is knocked to the ground and crawls away, he runs into a furnace, still hot. Richard approaches. gritting his teeth, he delves his hand into the furnace and lifts scorching hot coals up, he begins screaming from the pain as he throws them at Richard.

<@Narrator> Richard is struck in the face by several of these and flinches in pain. He swings the staff at Faelnon's head with enough force to snap it into before screeching, 'You'll pay for that.'

<@Narrator> A moment later, a cloud of flame engulfs him and he is gone.

øùú Rue moves slightly, letting out a loud groan of pain/.

<@Narrator> In his wake, there is the ruined cabin of the Dwarves. Thor, Thinn and Totil are all dead, and the group are severely wounded.

øùú Rue 's eye flutter open, if you could call their heavy lidded state open, and she attempts to move. She is, however, unsuccessful, and remains lying on the ground in a small pool of her own blood

øùú Faelnon groans on the floor and gives up, collapsing next to the body of Thor, mouthing over and over at the blank eyes, 'I'm sorry...'

øùú Foilae has had to go to the front of the 'train to get down. He is currently trying to help Rue as best he can. He called upon the drivers to help get her into her cabin and check on Faelnon and the others.

<@Narrator> <-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-> Well, that was EENNDDGGAAMMEE. Richard went psycho. <-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><->



'The Best of the Rest'



[os] join (#tildruin) buemchen (buemchen@bluemchen.rsn.bth.se)

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[os] mode (#tildruin) +o DrCBVI (buemchen)

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<@SiIverfox> hey

<@Ashli> It's like tag!

<@DrCBVI> Hey.

<@SiIverfox> what is?

<@Ashli> Jim OP'd Colm, Colm OP'd me, and I OP'd you

<@Ashli> So it's like tah

<@Ashli> tag**

<@DrCBVI> Only... don't op the next person to come in :)

<@Ashli> lol

øùú DrCBVI watches as Sha or Jessy come in.

<@Ashli> lmao, seriously



<@Ashli> [Sqigglyated] McCrashy: Hi! *crash*

<@DrCBVI> You mean: [Sqigglyated] McCrashy: *Mouth barely moves, freezes, whirrs angrily, crashes and then explodes for good measure*

[That sounds eerily like the internet connection I’m being forced to use now. –Shandor]



<@DrCBVI> Holiday photos are nearly MINE!

<@DrCBVI> Bwhahahahahahaha

<@DrCBVI> .... Sorry about that.

<@Ashli> lol, it's ok

<@DrCBVI> Oh, but a picture of me (ME!) was taken.

<@DrCBVI> Actually taken.

<@Ashli> lmao

<@DrCBVI> I'm burning any copies and destroying any computer that has it

[Don’t worry, just make the computer look and it and it will explode. –Shandor]



<@Ashli> i'm tired, i'm gonna lay down for a few minutes before the quest

<@Ashli> maybe get myself some cereal

<@DrCBVI> You mean...5 .

<@Ashli> oh

<@Ashli> lol, exactly.

<@Ashli> i'm gonna lay down for "five" minutes

<@DrCBVI> Not your five minutes!

øùú DrCBVI chains Ashli to the desk.

<@Ashli> Awww

<@Ashli> lol

øùú DrCBVI makes [Sqigglyated] bite her.



øùú DrCBVI grabs my lung and throws it at someone.

øùú Sqiggly is hit in the face by a lung and is knocked off his chair.

<@Ashli> lmao

øùú DrCBVI runs off to penis someone.

<@SiIverfox> lmao

<@Ashli> But Jinneeeelle!

<@SiIverfox> XD

øùú Sqiggly is scared off being penised and thinks that DrCBVI is being infected by Faelnon.



øùú DrCBVI runs downstairs, grabs a packet of peanuts and some biscuits and was running away. Mum: That's not proper food. Me: Run away! *runs away*



<@DrCBVI> Oh, should we start?

øùú DrCBVI prepares his nuts.

<@DrCBVI> ... by putting the peanuts in a bowl. What's wrong with you people?

<@DrCBVI> Everyone, please enter 'Quest'-ing stations.

<@DrCBVI> *is busy enjoying nuts*

<@_Rue> What happens if Adam leaves or [Sqigglyated] McCrashy goes down for the count?

<@Faelnon> I'll cry?

<@Faelnon> I mean....

<@Faelnon> erm...

<@_Rue> Be manly about it

<@_Rue> lol

<@Faelnon> No, I'll cry.

<@Cyria> so are we going with 3 people?

<@Faelnon> If you want to

<@Faelnon> We could wait a bit longer

<@Faelnon> I have lots of nuts

<@Cyria> O_p

<@Faelnon> Huge, manly nuts.

<@_Rue> I say we wait about five minutes and then go.

<@Faelnon> ok

øùú Faelnon devours his nuts. He loves his nuts.

<@Faelnon> ... Well, I've offically run that into the ground.

<@Cyria> lol

<@_Rue> lol

<@Faelnon> Ooooohhhhh, Isobel

øùú Cyria love his boogiepop phantom

<@_Rue> Ack! [Sqigglyated] McCrashy almost went down faster than a chinese whore.

<@_Rue> (I've just been waiting for an excuse to say that)

<@Faelnon> I'm going to get a drink, nuts make me thirsty. They are very salty.

<@Faelnon> lol

<@_Rue> lmao

<@Faelnon> Ooohhh, Isobel, so good.

<@_Rue> lmao, there's a 100 year old woman running for governor

<@_Rue> She's gonna die!

<@Faelnon> lol

<@Faelnon> 'You've won!'

<@Faelnon> 'I hav -*DEATH*-'

<@_Rue> We've also got Gary-freakin'-Coleman the midget running

<@Faelnon> 'er... bollox, okay, the runner up: Arnold Swarzz... I can't spell that, so, Gary Coleman!’

<@_Rue> We also have the publisher of Hustler magazine running

<@Cyria> Dreamcast > everyone

<@Faelnon> 'Er. I can't see Gary Coleman, so That Publisher Guy'

<@_Rue> He published porn!

<@Faelnon> 'The Greatest Guy EVER!'

<@_Rue> He's gonna be like "Everyone can go buy porn! whoo!"

<@_Rue> lol

<@Faelnon> (We don't get Hustler over here. Or maybe we do and I'm just too sweet and innocent to go near it)

<@_Rue> lol

<@Faelnon> *loads up his German pr0n vids*

<@Faelnon> Oh, if this isn't over at 10, just watch me disappear.

<@Faelnon> Jack Dee's coming on

<@Cyria> http:www.obsessedwithanime.com/conventions/grab_image.php?id=&type=&conid=&cs_start=

<@Cyria> thats for you colm

<@Faelnon> Is it pr0n?

<@_Rue> lol

<@_Rue> Shall we start?

<@Faelnon> Erm....

<@_Rue> No one else is coming, unless Isondil is pleading with Colm on MSN

<@_Rue> We've done it with three people before

<@Faelnon> Phear teh Phlower Laddy.

<@_Rue> *snicker*

<@Faelnon> Oh god, more Satan children?

<@Cyria> http:www.obsessedwithanime.com/conventions/grab_image.php?id=&type=&conid=&cs_start=

<@Cyria> that is almost pr0n...girl on girl

<@Cyria> http:www.obsessedwithanime.com/conventions/grab_image.php?id=&type=&conid=&cs_start=

<@Faelnon> oh look at the sad comments of 12 year old fan boys

<@Faelnon> 'Dont' stop...'

<@Faelnon> I want to know how you found them that fast.

<@_Rue> lol, i'm suddenly glad i didn't click on any of those

øùú Faelnon looks at Adam's favourites list.

<@Cyria> lmao

<@Faelnon> Okay, going?

<@Faelnon> Because... TTTTTTHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSS IIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

<@_Rue> WT! Let's go!

<@Faelnon> <-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-> EEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDGAAAAAMMMMEEEEE <-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><->

<@Faelnon> BThe dusk day is dark. There is a distinct chill in the air today, the sky is covered in thick, suffocating, black clouds.

<@Faelnon> ...

<@Cyria> http:www.obsessedwithanime.com/conventions/grab_image.php?id=&type=&conid=&cs_start=\

<@Faelnon> Bold that minus the 'B'

<@Cyria> thats for colm

<@_Rue> ooc - let's try that again

<@Faelnon> Shall we?

<@_Rue> Endgame Take Two!



<@Faelnon> The group are assembled at the front of the 'train. Joining the ranks is Thor, his brothers are working on a new type of defence for the 'train.

<@_Rue> ooc - Hahaha...group, he says.



<@_Rue> ooc - Is this supposed to be a lighthearted mood or an "oh we are pissy" mood?

<@Foilae> OOC: Mysterious pissy with a touch of "I've had too much to drink, where's the loo?"

<@_Rue> ooc - ok



<@_Rue> ooc - You sent the cripple to check out the assassins. Very smart.

<@Faelnon> OOC: Thanks :D

<@Faelnon> OOC: It was so you couldn't mock all of his actions. Sqiggly cried...



øùú Thor comes to a halt. He puts up the visor to look at Faelnon. He looks down at his axe and the visor slides back down.

øùú Rue goes to her cabin to make a quick run-through of her equipment. She changes into a black tunic with armour underneath and assures that her dagger and sword are in the proper spots before returning.

øùú Faelnon looks at the armour and swears that Thor looks taller than normal.

<@Rue> ooc - Thor is the tin man!

<@Faelnon> OOC: He's got a heart though.

<@Faelnon> OOC: granted, it was treaten crappily.

<@Faelnon> OOC: Oh! Then Faelnon gets to be Dorothy!

<@Faelnon> OOC: *dances around*



<@Cyria> ooc: just put him in a sunny spot and we can use his armor to reflect the suns rays into the assassins eyes

<@Faelnon> OOC: Have him use his 'Gaseous Maximous' attack to kill them.

<@Rue> ooc - and they call me lewd.

<@Rue> ooc - *snicker*

<@Faelnon> OOC: That wasn't lewd! Lewd is sexual.

<@Thor> OOC: Look at mah sexah bodah.

<@Rue> ooc - SHHH! I'm trying to make a point

<@Faelnon> OOC: ... nevermind.

<@Cyria> ooc: don't worry your lewd, colm is more so however

<@Thor> OOC: Am not!

<@Rue> ooc - Nah, you didn't read the logs for the last quest I went to.

<@Foilae> OOC: I defy your penis to tell me the last time I was lewd. Penishead.

<@Rue> ooc - Hahaha, cripple penis

<@Faelnon> OOC: Or the ones to the Gnome base thing.

<@Faelnon> OOC: lmao



<@Rue> ooc - scratch that

øùú Faelnon scratches.

øùú Rue elbows Faelnon with a wink. "Do you think your guardy friend is down there?" she giggles.

øùú Faelnon looks at Rue coldly before turning on his heel and approaching the slope downwards.

<@Rue> ooc - :p



<@Rue> ooc - Oooh, Faelnon's still sore about that?

<@Rue> ooc - Wow, that was a pun where it wasn't supposed to be...

<@Faelnon> OOC: Um. Quite possibly. IT could explain why he killed the barkeep - thought he was chatting him up.

<@Rue> ooc - lmao, too true.

<@Faelnon> OOC: Faelnon: Trying to get me captured... do you like me in chains?

<@Rue> ooc - eek!

<@Cyria> ooc: chains are teh s3><0r



øùú Foilae is ready when It arrives.

<@Rue> ooc - Haha, cripple ready



øùú Faelnon catches one assassin on the arm and quickly slices along his legs and chest, bringing him to the ground. The others run away to attack Cyria and Rue.

<@Rue> ooc - Aww thanks Colm. That's sweet, lol.

<@Faelnon> OOC: :D



øùú Faelnon is tackled from behind [Faelnon: WOO HOO!] by an assassin.

<@Rue> ooc - lmao!!!!

<@Rue> ooc - I think we've solved the "Is Faelnon Gay" mystery!



øùú Thor stumbles somewhat comically around the battlefield. He has recovered his axe and is waving it about like a madman.

<@Faelnon> OOC: lol

<@Rue> ooc - A headless madman

<@Faelnon> OOC: yep.



øùú Foilae stares coldly at the person who placed him in his wheelchair, 'I rang, and you came running.'

<@Foilae> Richard rolls his eyes.

<@Rue> ooc - Haha, cripple vengeance.



øùú Faelnon elbows his assassin in the face [Faelnon: Not on the first date, dammit. No matter how big strong... your arms are.].



øùú Foilae looks quite proudly at the mound of rocks.

<@Rue> ooc - *refrains from "Haha, cripple rocks." comment*

<@Faelnon> OOC: lol.



øùú Rue jumps up and jogs to catch up with Faelnon. "Something on your mind?" she asks.

<@Rue> ooc - You murderous bastard, I mean, my friend.

<@Faelnon> OOC: lol



øùú Rue is cut short as she trips over a rock.

<@Faelnon> OOC: lol

<@Rue> ooc - Hahaha, I had to add something graceful in there. She was walking backwards.

<@Faelnon> OOC: Your clumsiness rating is similiar to that of Shandor's! Kissing himself instead of Ariea...

<@Rue> ooc - lmao

<@Faelnon> OOC: Shandor: I'm sorry sweetie... It was dark... and It looked like you...

<@Faelnon> OOC: Ariea: *Bitchslaps Shandor*

[Hey That’s not how- well... actually, yes, that’s exactly how it happened.- Shandor]



<@Rue> ooc - I was gonna say, "why isn't Foilae charging?" but then, haha...wheelchair. Oops.

<@Rue> ooc - Oh, and ow.

<@Faelnon> OOC: lmao

<@Faelnon> OOC: >:D



<@Faelnon> Richard catches the ball in his hands and crushes it, 'Thank you, I was feeling a bit chilly.' He grins and hurtles a ball of energy, not fire, at Foilae, who is knocked off his chair.

<@Rue> ooc - Now that's mean!

<@Foilae> OOC: >:D



<@Faelnon> In his wake, there is the ruined cabin of the Dwarves. Thor, Thinn and Totil are all dead, and the group are severely wounded.

<@Thor> YOU BASTARD!

<@Rue> ooc - lmao!

<@Thor> OOC: You said I survived!

<@Thor> OOC: Bitch! I'm SUEING>

<@Cyria> ooc: looks like i missed quite a bit ><

<@Rue> Oh, and Cyria was hurt too. The text was just invisible

<@Faelnon> OOC: Seemingly so. If you are curious, Rue's second part, where she was flung through the cabin wall was your part, slightly canabalised.

<@Faelnon> OOC: lol, oddly enough, the others next session will still have the injuries they would've endured if they had been there.

<@Cyria> ooc: lol

<@Faelnon> OOC: Varardion gets his precious magic sword snapped in two and is stabbed with the remaining, useless, bit. Isondil fired an arrow at Richard, who returned it, hitting Isondil right in the bow-plucking hand.

<@Faelnon> OOC: Oh, and I didn't like Rue's original, original part, so I gave her Santhorpe’s (smacked into a wall, thrown at a furnace)

<@Rue> ooc - what was my original part?

<@Faelnon> OOC: Richard lifts you up by the throat and comments how you remind him of Sarah. He chuckled darkly and grinned, wondering out loud whatever happened to her.

<@Faelnon> OOC: If you get his drift.

<@Rue> ooc - Eek

<@Faelnon> OOC: yes, you were going to marry him.

<@Faelnon> OOC: Um. Wait, that came out wrong.

<@Rue> ooc - Blargh!

<@Rue> ooc - lol

<@Faelnon> OOC: Yeah. I was thinking of fleshing it out, but with 3 people?

<@Faelnon> Richard was going to do a psycho-stalker thing on Foilae.

<@Rue> ooc - lol

<@Faelnon> And if others had been there, longer battle both with assassins and Richard.

<@Rue> ooc - Hey! Where's Foilae and why isn't he checking to see if we're ok? Bastard cripple./

<@Rue> ooc - Just for that, MORE ANGRY CRIPPLE COMMENTS!

<@Faelnon> OOC: Lmao, you kept insulting him.

øùú Foilae has had to go to the front of the 'train to get down. He is currently trying to help Rue as best he can. He called upon the drivers to help get her into her cabin and check on Faelnon and the others.

<@Rue> ooc - That's better. I'll cut down on the cripple comments then, ya lousy cripple./

<@Faelnon> OOC: lol

<@Faelnon> <-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-> Well, that was EENNDDGGAAMMEE. Richard went psycho. <-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><->

<@Rue> As in he wasn't psycho before?

[os] nick(Rue) to (Ashli)

<@Faelnon> Now... how has this had an effect on Faelnon? You can only find out in 'To Destroy Hope' on Wednesday, that has a very shocking ending.

<@Faelnon> er... psycho-er.

<@Ashli> Whoo!

<@Sqiggly> Sqiggly sad. Sqiggly friend Thor been deaded.

<@Thor> You tell them!

<@Sqiggly> Bring Sqiggly friend Thor back?

<@Ashli> lmao

<@DrCBVI> :D

[*Sniff* You killed Thor! You bastard! Thor was the only one of you tarts I actually liked. *Sniff* Damn you! Damn you all to hell! -Shandor]