SJ_the_Bartender
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knightzinshiningarmour: Severus strode down the small road which led to the town before him in the valley. It was a geniune relief to get away from the daily rigours of city life....it was high time for a holiday away from the city, and Severus took it in his stride. He stroked his pockets absently to see if he actually remembered to bring his mobile this time round. The last time he had embarked on such a journey he lost his way on Route 901 and consequently spent ages upon ages finding his way back to civilisation. Still...this time he was fine, and the possibility of getting lost once more near a small town was minimal to none. Severus hefted his black jacket on one shoulder and gazed upon the town below him...so peaceful, but yet again, looks can be deceiving
sj_the_bartender: slips and falls into a fresh warm steaming pile of IC goodness
knightzinshiningarmour: (( lol))
colvin_arenios: (yes yours exasperated)
sj_the_bartender: A large, smelly, and altogether ugly ogre trudges along the road towards the manor. Mug Leadfoot smelled food and his tummy rumbled in protest of being denied from partaking in the nourishment.
animefanzeth: McTuve was not an imposing figure by sure. He was a lithe waif of a man with pale skin and red eyes. His blue hair came down past his waist in a long pony tail. He was a 'sage' (well according to him.) The man strode lightly his only possesion besides his clothes was a large wooden harp. He opened the door and slid into the Mansion. It was a very well lit place seemingly bustling with activity.
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sj_the_bartender: Mug carries a large wooden club over his shoulder. A single large spike is punched through the middle. His only clothing is a fur loincloth and a dearskin vest, matching worn boots that allow his toes to poke through into open air.
lord_scorn_darktide: Complacent, seated with in the confines of this large building the creature came to rest, fingers popping as the thumb of either appendage squeezed the knuckles of every other didgit, one by one creating the reality of a source, the source of what some might find intimidation, and what some might find in a helpless husk of a man. A midget so to speak, standing at just under four feet tall, if he were standing, but no. Seated was his portrayal, an unhooded head resting flat, firmly against a random wall so near to the bar
lord_scorn_darktide: Did he truly need to breathe? Regardless of whether he had to or not he played off of that illusion, parted thin lips allowed for the passage of air, the rising and lowering of his chest whilst hazel eyes regarded, watched and surveyed the patronage, the guests, the neighbors with in this fine establishment<C>
lord_scorn_darktide: Yet he was not content with just watching, with playing the role of a voyeur, no he had to interact, he had to test the limits of theese men, he had to judge their worth in the battle to come. Would they fold under the might of The Hidden Lord? Would they play good canon fodder, or would they perhapse even be an asset in the battle to end all battles. Would they play a role in bringing The DarkTide to power one more time, would they become evil's ambassador?<C>
lord_scorn_darktide: And so being, with that remnant thought he brought the shotglass to his lips and spilled it's contents, not only into the gap of his maw but across the structure of his chin and unto the cloth which adorned his body, yet he held little more than a sneer for that, wiping, with the back of his hand the contents from his lips before slamming, yes slamming the butt of that thick glass back down into the wood of his booth, returning to his task of surveying, who would he choose to approach first? <E>
sj_the_bartender: Mug approached the doors of the mansion and halted his progress. He sniffed the air and confirmed that the food-smells were indeed coming from this building. From the looks of it, it was made by some of those silly little hoo-mans
animefanzeth: While small in stature McTuve had balls of brass! Upon making Eye contact with Lord Darktide he swiftly steps to the man silently. The sage says in a soft spoken voice,"Greetings m'lord. I take it you are the Owner of this fine establishment?" McTuve and Darktide both knew the answer was no. But the sage was trying to start a conversation. Meanwhile a comely young lass came to see if they needed to order another drink. McTuve asked for red wine.
knightzinshiningarmour: The town became ever nearer, and it became evident to Severus that this small town was in a state of 'brooding'...as if appearances were only displaying the outer surface of the town and not the inner workings of it. The tall man considered carefully and then decided to take a closer look at one particular building as he entered the town...the pub, where there was a small man approaching a strange looking man-creature whose appearance looked somewhat familiar. Severus ceased his steady pace and watched their exchange from a distance to discern danger or safety in this case.
sj_the_bartender: Mug stood motionless for several moments outside the doors of the establishment. His brain worked furiously to try and remember how these wooden things worked again. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew there was a trick to them, but through the haze of his thick skull, he couldn't formulate the plan about how to bypass this foe constructed by the hoo-mans. This devilish contraption known as a 'door' just could prove to be Mug's greatest foe...
lord_scorn_darktide: Shifted those hazel pyre's, staring, sizing, glowering at this man who presented himself as an equal, or perhapse even a better. Some other time, ages long past Scorn would have answered with his fist, but in theese tender times. When ally's might be needed he simply turned his head into an acknowledgement that stated 'no' "Afraid not, just here for the booze and the hopes of finding Mrs Good in Bed. Any recommendations?" With that fingers uncoiled from the mugs expanse and came down to his knees.. "After all, I don't exactly get all the girls with my disadvantage."
animefanzeth: (Awards SJ 1 style point for that post.
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tinyfuzzfuzz: An Elvia sat perched on a piece of stone. It could have been a boulder fallen free from a mountain side or one carved purposely for a castle, in any case, the naked flesh touching it was warm. A pool of red fluid spilled freely from her thighs, dribbling down along her bent knees, over the smooth calves, and upon her bare feet only to trickle down to the ground below from her toes as if she were the waterfall for the life giving substance. _C
tinyfuzzfuzz: Thoughts were scattered to the wind, drifting from her soul to the Dark One, the one being that filled her mind from consciousness to sleep, and sleep to consciousness… there were people who said dreams never ended and even when awake, we are dreaming with limitations.. and in slumber its dreams that are free. Her dreams had no limitations; _C
tinyfuzzfuzz: they were to fulfill the order when the right one came. Until HE came, she would wait. Watching, observing.. yet nowhere in there, she was focused upon her prayers. If movement happened, if something came, she wouldn’t have to take care of it. Another presence was with her, they would see to it. _E
lord_scorn_darktide: (Bah, shotglass not mug)
sj_the_bartender: and to make matters worse, Mug's stomach was nagging at him, urging him to hurry up and overcome this challenging puzzle of a door. Mug reached out one meaty club of a fist and tries to push the door open. Sadly, the latch holds firm, and Mug's first attempt is thwarted soundly. He drops his hand back to his side and pauses for another moment to regroup, and plan his next steps in his mission to obtain food. The gravity of the situation was beginning to weigh heavily upon Mug's shoulders. Oh, no wait. Thats just the club.
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus decided to continue on his way towards to the expanse which was the pub. Accidently bumping his lower leg against the entrance to the pub, the imposing handsome man entered the establishment.
animefanzeth: The sage took his wine glass and thanked the girl. She was about to offer a smart mouth reply to 'miss gooid in bed' but held her tounge and went to the next Customer. McTuve said,"Aye I can't reccomend anything for that. But I do have a remedy for your more business matters" He draws a piece of paper. "I have here a map to a most prosperous hoarde of loot of a dead dragon. Sadly though fighting isn't my strong point so I can't get it. But a man of your talents....could fund an army with these means."
sj_the_bartender: Mug watches Severus enter through the door. Clearly, that man was some sort of mage to be able to bypass the door so easily.
tinyfuzzfuzz: (( well, sorry. must really be off, being sent to bed. :x to Zeth and SJ ))
animefanzeth: On a side note a Kobold OPENED the door for SJ's Character. AH HA! the trick was to get a Kobold to do it.
lord_scorn_darktide: (Knightz is your character a giant or something?)
knightzinshiningarmour: (( A mysterious man who is tall and imposing))
sj_the_bartender: Mug finally decides to solve this problem the same way he solves all of his problems. Brute Force! He lifts his club high and slams it down at the door! A thunderous THUD echos through the area as the club makes contact. But still! the door stands its ground, and Mug is foiled for a second time! And to add injury to insult, the spike that is driven into the club has become a prisoner of war! It became wedged into the wood of the door. As Mug tried to pull his Club back, he finds that his weapon of choice is stuck!
knightzinshiningarmour: (( He's more adapted to modern setting, but yes, in this case he is tall due to some giant blood in him))
knightzinshiningarmour: ((night tiny))
thistled_vigilance: ((nite!))
tinyfuzzfuzz: (( nighties hun. ~tackles Jarrod~ you no answer pm's! ))
animefanzeth: (i guess the kobold opening the door part didnt work...)
sj_the_bartender: ((Cue dramatic music as the plot thickens for our Ogre-hero))
animefanzeth: (lol night tiny)(
sj_the_bartender: ((Mug saw it open, but he didn't go through. He waited for the kobold to close it?))
animefanzeth: ((kobold opens it AFTER he gets stuck and mug goes in?)
animefanzeth: (your choice boss)
sj_the_bartender: ((Not unless the kobold has super-strength))
animefanzeth: (no he dont)
exasperated_dragon: Eyes, golden in color and shaped like that of a tiger look down from the rooftop of the mansion in a curious demeanor. A cruel expression formed over her lips as she jumped down, landing silently. Cracking her neck, she looked to the entrance and debated if she wanted to enter or not. Slender hands braced themselves on either side of the doorway for a moment before she pushed off and took that final step inside. Army fatigues, a soft shade of gray adorned her body. The top, sliced to middrift shifted with her every step, revealing a toned, trimmed, stomach.
exasperated_dragon: Long auburn hair settled to the middle of her back, streaks of blonde making their way through it's length. Moving to a far wall, partially shadowed, the woman leaned back against it for a moment before sliding down to a squatting position, her arms resting on her knees as her hands dangled freely. Quietly, she sniffed the air as her eyes shifted from one occupant to the next, watching and waiting.
sj_the_bartender: ((then he would probably tug, but find no result))
lord_scorn_darktide: Eyes widened, had he been found out? Did someone already make him in this guise? A midget none the less to be The DarkTide, the essence of evil? Couldn't be.. and then he coughed, even choked somewhat.. "Uh he..err.. What makes you think I can.. kill a dragon, look at me, I can't even reach a hot chicks lips with out a stool!" His shoulders shrugged forward before he allowed his head to impact with the wall in an almost butting like manner, "But.. I'll tell ya what.." and then he looked, stared at the doorway, the sudden crash, that sudden smash of a clun alerted him, but rather than make it become the focal point of something else he seemed to even.. panick.. "What the!! An Ogre is gonna kill us all!"
sj_the_bartender: Mug looks perplexed for a moment as the woman with auburn hair passes by him and enters the tavern. His club is still stuck though and that must be remedied.
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus glanced in suprise at the large club being stuck in the floor...the man in possession of the club seemed to be experimenting in the 101 ways of slamming a club into the tavern floor. The aristocrat turns from this scene dismissively and makes his way towards the bar...ordering an ale...in a clean glass. "It is best that the glass is clean my man...one cannot know how many have drunk from this vessel...many thanks"
sj_the_bartender: Mug grips the club with both hands and places his foot against the door for leverage. With a loud grunt, he jerks the club's spike free from the door. Success! Mug's longtime friend and ally is free! Oh, wait a minute. Momentum... The club continues flying back and slaps Mug directly int he forehead!
sj_the_bartender: Mug's eyes cross for a moment as he looks at the club, then to the door. Mug's visage curls into a bitter snarl as the meaning behind the pain in his head becomes clear. Obviously, this was all a devious plot by that fiendish door to make Mug's thinker hurt worse than after a night drinking Uncle Grog's Fizzy Drink. There was only one way to respond to such an act...
animefanzeth: McTuve looks back and watches the Orge kick his own arse. The man winces slightly and says,"Ow that has to frelling hurt." He then looks back to the lord darktide. "If you change your mind good sir the map is still up for sale. But dont be surpised if I sell it off soon." With that he finishes his glass and looks for another prospective customer.
sj_the_bartender: Mug brought himself up to his full height of 8 feet and bellowed loudly at the door! He swore a blood oath upon his ancestor's body odor, that he would destroy this Door and all Doors like it! Mug's roar of anger cumulated in the final decree of the Door's demise! The words escaping from Mug's mouth echoing the long line of battle-cries upheld by his family, whenever they went to war against the hoo-mans! Mug cried out his family's ancestral war-cry, "MUG SMASH!!!!" and proceeds to pound furiously at the door with club and fist!
animefanzeth: (the door would shatter. It is simply wood with some iron renforcements. But he would bust it like that.)
sj_the_bartender: ((*rocks to Paralyzer as he RPs*))
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus glances again in the direction of the figure with the club...who appears to be an ogre of sorts. The nobleman looked on in a curled smile of amusement as the ogre managed to hurt himself as his club came back with speed towards him. 'Such ignorant creatures,' Severus thought,' one moment they're figuring their feet from their hands and the next they're smashing a club into the floor for no reason!' This thought was broken by the ogre suddenly lifting himself upright and roaring in passion as it charged at the tavern door. Severus could barely stifle a laugh as these events were unfolding...
exasperated_dragon: A brow perked as she watched Mug play with his stuck club. As he twapped himself on the head she merely shook her head. Some creatures could be so simple minded. She began to wonder why she even bothered coming here. For that matter, she wasn't entirely sure how she ended up here in the first place. Pulling her gaze from the bumbling oaf, she looked about a bit but found her attentions once more on the poor creature trying to smash the door. This time, as his rage seemed to get the better of him, she laughed, rose and stalked towards him. As he started to swing once more, she grabbed his club and snickered.
lord_scorn_darktide: "I tell ya what." He said to McTuve's back, as if making a prospect of his own come to light. "Convince me it's real, and I'll do more than buy it from you." His sentence was finished as he finally allowed himself to slide out from the booth he had chosen to occupy, a little groggy, maybe even woozy as a step or two was missed in the general direction of McTuve before catching himself, hand against the... back side of the very same waitress who held her tongue earlier.. "Oh.. sorry miss.." He chided just before he let out an almost silent squeak at the sudden growing of this woman's fist.. no it wasn't getting bigger. or maybe it was. but never the less when it hit Scorn in his right cheek he folded, meeting the floor face first where he decided to stay for the moment being..
lord_scorn_darktide: Although thinking to himself.. silently plotting, brooding.. This woman was in for a night she would never.. never foreget.. How ever short her life may be..
sj_the_bartender: Mug's barrage of attacks at the door finally bore fruit! The door splintered and cracked and with one final mighty blow, the door came completely off its hinges and fell inwards, collapsing into a heap and blowing up a cloud of dust that had settled on the tavern's floor. Mug celebrated by howling in victory and beating his chest like a wild gorilla.
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exasperated_dragon: (( mutters as the ogre ruins her next post lol ))
knightzinshiningarmour: (( xD))
animefanzeth: The kobold poses next to mug!
sj_the_bartender: Mug calms down and takes a few cleansing breaths as the rush of battle fades from his body. He squeezes through the now-open portal and enters the tavern, victorious. He stands over the corpse of his fallen foe and looks about the interior, evaluating any further threats from the door's companions, who may feel brave enough to step up and avenge their fallen comrade's early demise.
animefanzeth: McTuve just kinda watches Darktide get KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT! as they say in the film friday. Maybe the sage was wrong about this man. He lets out a sigh and then notices the orge beating his chest and the odd woman near him and annoyed.
knightzinshiningarmour: The tall man continued to mull over his ale as the ogre finally manages to knock the door down only to have an auburn-haired woman take it from him. Severus goes forth take a closer view of the amusing sight of the ogre celebrating his so-called 'victory' of the inanimate object known as a wooden door.
exasperated_dragon: Laughing even harder as the ogre pulled his club free without even noticing she held it, she shook her head and looked to his handy work. With a soft " Hmm " she turned and moved back to the shadowed corner of the tavern. Leaning once more against the wall, she resumed her position and let her gaze move again. The sights, sounds, scent of the place mixing and running through her mind. She highly doubted, she would find anything remotely entertaining here. Blast that ogre for ruining her idea. " Honestly, his head would have worked the first time had I tossed him through it " she muttered to herself with a small chuckle.
animefanzeth: (It is a well lit mansion. No reall shadowy corners. ^^; )
exasperated_dragon: (( she'd find one -winks- ))
sj_the_bartender: Mug glares at the woman who tried to grab his club. He snarls at her as she retreats to the shadows. "Stoopid Hooman." he growls as he forces his way towards the barrister where the food-smells seemed to be emenating.
lord_scorn_darktide: "Oh..." He groggily stated, finally allowing himself to rise from his dazed state on the floor. One final plighted stare was cast in this womans direction before he puckered his lips in her direction, as if stating he would see her later with out vocally announcing the event. "You know.. they always said not to let a good thing pass you by.." He said to noone in particular, but McTuve might have the faintest idea that statement was directed to him before Scorn turned, watching this auburn haired woman retreat in to what some might consider the shadows, Scorn decided to make his approach, his move on this woman. Standing just under four feet tall, anything but imposing he made his grand standing pace. "Are you for.. sale..?"
animefanzeth: (2 style points to Scorn for having the sheer balls to say that. )
sj_the_bartender: ((No joke))
lord_scorn_darktide: (hehe)
sj_the_bartender: Mug rests one bruised hand on the top of the barrister and looks for anything edible. Finding nothing immediately, he turns to the nearest hoo-man.... Who happens to be McTuve.... And declares in a voice wreathed with a sour odor, "Mug Want Eat!"
exasperated_dragon: Hearing the snarled remark her eyes snapped back towards the ogre and she followed his every step. Eyes narrowed as her lips curled into a bitter smile. Perhaps this night would prove entertaining after all. As she started to rise, she paused halfway in standing to eyes the man who dared approach her. Slowly her eyes drank him in and all emotion slipped from her expression. At his inquirery she finished standing, towering over him at a cool six foot even. Her hands moved to her waist, as she tilted her head and looked down on him. " Honey, if I was, you couldn't afford me. If you would like to keep your.... privates private and intact, I suggest you find yourself another to spend that dashing charm upon. " She stood watching him, a dangerous gleam in her eyes.
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus shook his head at the antics of the ogre Mug and shifted his gaze towards the lithe woman in the corner. She would indeed be a fine escort at any time for his long journeys to galas, balls, parties...among other things. The noble, shifting his black cloak to one side, made his way towards the woman in the corner who was already being confronted by another man whom he noticed discussing some mundane matters with the small man. " You refer to her as if she is property..." Severus began..." how is this so?" He asked this as he directed a slight wink in her direction
animefanzeth: McTuve does NOT follow Scorn or anyone to the shadowy corner. The Kitchen, barrister, and all menial work was done by kobolds. Humans settled on enslaving them instead of killing their almost infinite numbers in various settings. Anyways Mug would notice freshly roastede meat, pies, bread and other food scattered about the kitchen and dining tables.
animefanzeth: McTuve says," That is great Mug..." he slowly backs away from the orge. Quickly the sage grabs a leg of roast chicken and offers it to him.
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus noticed the gleaming danger within the woman's eyes, but he made as if he doesn't notice her change in expression and awaits her response...and Scorn's
sj_the_bartender: Mug grabs the leg of chicken and tosses the whole thing into his mouth. He chews the food, bone and all, with a loud crunching sound. Seeing the rest of the food, he shoves McTuve aside and goes after the roasted meat and pies. With no concern for manners, or decorum, the ogre picks up a pie and begins eating it, directly from the pan.
sj_the_bartender: ((Ugh... that was auto-ish... My bad))
animefanzeth: (i
animefanzeth: (i'll roll with it)\
colvin_arenios: The pain...the horror....the exquisite clamor of death! A pity this place didn't even have an inkling of any of that. As nonchalant and arrogant as the man who now crossed the threshold into the main congregation of tavern dwellers could be, he entered much like any other individual would. A look of inquiry laced with a reconnoitering gaze intending to pick out areas of interest had commenced...and lo and behold he caught sight of the exchange between Scorn and a woman who seemed to be quite perturbed by something. The assumptions commenced and while they processed, he made sure to look at Mug and even caught sight of McTuve. Severus was somehow missed until he decided to join in on the conversation between the woman and Scor
colvin_arenios: In the many years of this being's experience, it was clear that things would turn out to be rather entertaining from then on. Let the testosterone-induced ticking bomb count itself down now!
lord_scorn_darktide: "My privates private.." A chuckle was heard beneath his breath as those thin lips twisted up into an almost devious smirk. "I couldn't afford you..? Well what is the price?" He said. Spit and vinegar were present in this lass, an escort for the night at her side would be worth any amount of pennies. "Or is your response in direction to my... size? Are you one of those sour pusses that rely on looks above what lies beenath?" And then his approach was stated one more time, a simple step taken in the woman's direction, closing the feet that once remained to inches.. Severus.. was dealt with in other means.. <C>
lord_scorn_darktide: For that being would become victim, no not a victim but receptive to means of another nature, beyond human comprehension.. "You dare try to cock block me!" Those words were heard by noone, not even severus but somehow.. somehow he formed them from his lips.. or were they from his lips, they sure appeared to be.<E>
knightzinshiningarmour: (( O_O ))
sj_the_bartender: ((ROFLMAO))
sj_the_bartender: ((So very wrong))
thistled_vigilance: ((Oh, sory guys. I am prety much sleeping here, I am sick as hell, and have no where the brain power...pardon my rudeness for not saying hi before. I am Jarrod, to eveyone who doesn't know me. Psychotic at times, easy going...plays pretty much any rp. any other questions as to who I am...I wil anewer them later..so leave em in a PM..thanks))
knightzinshiningarmour: ((( ROTFLMFAO ))
animefanzeth: McTuve is tossed aside like a rag doll as the orc goes on his quest for gluttomy. The waif of a man stands up mad! Sadly a toe to to fight would be insane on his part. So he does what any sissy mary pansy pants does, lets out a girlish high pitched scream! "Guards! that orge is pilfering food!" McTuve draws his fearsome weapon the harp and plays it. Upon playing the harp a creature is Summoned!
knightzinshiningarmour: (( thats ok jarrod))
thistled_vigilance: ((just read the top, and saw people asking about me...didn't want you to think I was rude. There is a good reason for me not talking, heh))
sj_the_bartender: Mug completely ignores the shouts of McTuve. However, when he starts playing the strange music, the rythm of Mug's chewing is interrupted. He half-turns to look at McTuve and see what this curious new noise was, and what it might portend.
sj_the_bartender: ((S'ok. Thistled. We all just assumed you were an imaginary friend of Zeth's))
exasperated_dragon: Okay. So what was with all this male attention. Too much testosterone ruins a party, and this place was certainly swimming in it. Looking to Richard, she stiffled a groan as the attempt to come to her rescue. " Kind sir.. " she began, her tone obviously forced to sound delighted, " I am not a damsel in distress.. nor do I need your help. I assure you, I can remove his bollocks before he even mutters another word should I so choose. " looking back to Scorn, she awaited his reaction with much impatience. Then again, she could simply have him for dinner. There was a thought.
exasperated_dragon: " I said nothing of your size, other than you might want to keep what little you do have. Who knows, you might actually find a woman sometime who will find some kind of pleasure out of that small thing you call a cock. I'd hate so to deprive her. " Pushing past him, she cast a glance at Richard and shook her head. " Men. If any of you had a brain in your head, you wouldn't be led by a third leg. " With a disgusting snort, she moved towards the door.
animefanzeth: (ah dragon gets a style point. the expected reaction but it was nicely done)
exasperated_dragon: (( thanks? Call me Robin ))
animefanzeth: (no)
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus just stood there in a state of...bemusement at the woman's rebuttal. Third leg indeed...a third leg would be somewhat useful but there was more to a man than a third leg. The noble watched her leave towards the door and Scorn near him watching..." One thing that one man does not want to be caught by...and thats his precious third leg, but one thing is for certain", Severus now talking to Scorn," our third legs will be non-existent possibly if we dare to pursue her any further"
exasperated_dragon: (( dies.. lmao))
knightzinshiningarmour: ((
animefanzeth: CREATURE! Standard Guardsman. You see a human of average size and build in chainmail wielding a spear. The AGuardsman says,"OI! What is this all about then. You can't be stealing food. pay for it or I'll run ye through.
lord_scorn_darktide: "Aww.." That was the sound that emanated from his lips.. Perhapse now was the time, the time to reveal what he truly was.. After all rejection? It was something he was new to. But then again he usually did take what he wanted and there was nothing, nothing anyone could do about it. And thusly he turned, not after the woman but towards Severus. "My third leg is none of your concern. Normally I would have you on your knees right about now, begging me not to kill you but letting you know it was inevitable. But.. I'm going through what I calla transition right now and killing. It just doesn't seem like the thing to do. So if you will?"
animefanzeth: <C> the guard then pointed the spear at the orge.
sj_the_bartender: Mug doesn't bother looking at the Guardsman. Instead, he just grabs a whole chicken and takes a bite out of it, slobbering loudly as he sucks chunks of meat right off the bone.
colvin_arenios: BOOM! The explosion of disgust and chauvanism was too entertaining to miss! His back rested firmly against the wall just near the door and as he watched the whole exchange between Scorn and the woman along with the other 'knight in shining armor', he could do nothing but shake his head and laugh. A thumb padded against his forehead as he lowered his head while shaking it and spoke quite out loud. All of this talk about some 'third leg' made him almost laugh. The names they come up with nowadays to describe these things. Tawny flesh glistened in the light provided and as he lifted up his head, he'd be confronted easily with the woman just about ready to exit the establishment.
sj_the_bartender: Mug grabs the spear from the guardsman and uses the tip of it as a toothpick to get a bit of grissle stuck between what few remaining teeth he has.
colvin_arenios: One might have thought....what an awesome opportunity to redeem the gender that has quickly become the bane for this woman on this night...but nope. He just nodded in a sort of habitual greeting and left it at that. She didn't seem like she wanted to be bothered any more than him wanting to draw any attention to himself within this place. It was meant for inconspicious gatherings no? They were all just here to relax.
animefanzeth: (ok I'm gonna try to do a free form fight. odds 60% Mug 40%guard. players are stronger then npcs usually.)
lord_scorn_darktide: His head shook, side to side, left to right as if in frustration. Once again casting a sidelong glance to this auburn haired woman. With holding the urge to simply explode. To tear this tavern, this inn to shreds. And somehow.. he did. W
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus opened his mouth in some form of indignation at the response of Scorn..." My dear man, I've known many women in my lifetime and there are some, such as that firecat, which needs one to be wary of...but we have been both rejected in this case, so thats not good at all" At this, Severus moved towards the new commotion arising nearby. The ogre and the guardsman nearby were engaged in some sort of dispute, with the ogre with spear in hand.
lord_scorn_darktide: (THAT WAS NOT MEANT I ACTIVATED STICKY KEYS SOMEHOW AND CAN NOT GET IT TURNED OFF)
lord_scorn_darktide: (HOW DO I TURN IT OFF)
animefanzeth: The guardsman turns beat red in the face with anger. "You rude fuck! have it your way then!" He then steps toward the Orge and tries to stab him in the foot! Yes the foot!
sj_the_bartender: ((one measly human guard against Mug? You'd better take better odds than that. It took a dwarf, and two humans to even get him to bleed last time he fought))
sj_the_bartender: ((Push the shift-key repeatedly to turn off sticky keys))
sj_the_bartender: ((5 times in a row))
lord_scorn_darktide: (TRIED THAT)
animefanzeth: (i will but mctuve can only summon so many creatures. Don't want to be a power player)
knightzinshiningarmour: (( brb guys just seeing to a few things in rl))
lord_scorn_darktide: (Aight I got it off)
exasperated_dragon: Deciding a breath of fresh air might be to her advantage, she stepped outside and leaned against the cold mansion just to the right of the door. " How much do you cost? " She repeated the question in amazement and shook her head yet again tonight. What was this world coming too? Inside, she could hear the commotion and knew that ogre was getting himself into trouble. She couldn't help but laugh, hell, he was the only one whom had any sense at all. And to think she thought the creature to be completely daft. At least he didn't think with his hormones, just his stomach. The evening was still young, yet she wasn't sure exactly what she was going to do. This place certainly held no appeal to her, yet... perhaps dinner would come stumbling out soon. Until then, she
exasperated_dragon: (( brb really quick... afk))
animefanzeth: (your post cut at until then she--)
exasperated_dragon: (( it did? ))
sj_the_bartender: ((let that be a lesson to you, boys. Men always think with one organ or the other. But women respect you more if you think with your stomach. At least its closer to the brain than the other organ))
exasperated_dragon: Until then, she would wait.
exasperated_dragon: (( lmao SJ!! okay.. brb now.. afk))
knightzinshiningarmour: (( lmao!))
sj_the_bartender: ((Q: Why do men name their penis?))
sj_the_bartender: ((A: They don't want a complete stranger making all their decisions for them.))
knightzinshiningarmour: (( don't play the organ too loudly though, might deafen many))
thistled_vigilance: ((i thought women named men's penis's for them...mine gots ITs name from a girl))
lord_scorn_darktide: (I name mine Scorn, he'd my idol and all women love him)
knightzinshiningarmour: (( lol))
sj_the_bartender: ((someone smack zeth and make him post IC))
sj_the_bartender: ((nevermind... i missed his last post... going to post now))
knightzinshiningarmour: (( smack Zeth all over the floor, smack him some more, smack him ohhhh...smack that! ))
thistled_vigilance: iz zeth posting with a different name than animefanzeth?))
animefanzeth: (no)
lord_scorn_darktide: His head shook, side to side, left to right as if in frustration. Once again casting a sidelong glance to this auburn haired woman before she left the establishment. With holding the urge to simply explode. To tear this tavern apart, this inn to shreds. And somehow.. he did. With little more than a trivial shaking of his head the midget was gone, nothing, nothing replaced it's presence. But on the outskirts of this establishments philanthropy there would be something else. The smell, the rancid stench of sulphur emanating from the ground up, steam would imbellish from afar. And the creature would be present, or was it<C>
thistled_vigilance: ((I can't see them then. I don't even see that name in the room
sj_the_bartender: Mug looks down at his foot, which seems to be having an unfortunate encounter with a spear. Mug looks at the source of the problem, which seems to be a spear which is held by a hoo-man. Mug lifts up his half-of-a-chicken and slams it down towards the crown of the guard, forgetting which hand his Club is in apparently.
sj_the_bartender: ((ugh... redundancy... Sorry))
lord_scorn_darktide: <eh?>
sj_the_bartender: ((I references the spear twice.))
thistled_vigilance: ((ok, i am just an idiot, nevermind..contine))
sj_the_bartender: ((Referenced^))
lord_scorn_darktide: <I have no idea what your talking about. but I am guessing you are saying you threw a spear at me?>
sj_the_bartender: ((no one threw a spear at you))
exasperated_dragon: (( lol back.. and might I be so bold as to say, ya'll are NUTS!!))
sj_the_bartender: ((Zeth is controlling a guard, and Mug is about to kick his ass))
lord_scorn_darktide: <Oh. well I am going to continue posting then>
sj_the_bartender: ((carry on))
lord_scorn_darktide:
exasperated_dragon: (( with chicken .. which at your mention I got hungry for, so went and grabbed some lol .. am reading it now ))
knightzinshiningarmour: The noble watched with a keen gaze at the conflict underway....those whose hearts always went to their heads.
sj_the_bartender: ((Its getting really late here. I'm gonna crash soon))
lord_scorn_darktide: No.. the pale skinned symbol of death was absent on this festive evening, but something else was present, approaching from the darkness of a trees shade, amassing from it's underpenny the man would ignite, not in flame, not in torrent but in presence. It emanated like the tides of old. spiralling through the establishment with out mercy, prejudice or discretion. Everyone would feel it's pardoning waft, feel the edge of insanity creeping to the moulds of their wisdom. An aura, his aura was alive, paving the way for The DarkTide one more time.. and his approach, it lead towards the auburn haired woman who just moments ago rejected him.. Would she to be feeling his presence, and what would this night entitle of her?<E>
lord_scorn_darktide:
colvin_arenios: ((will probably follow soon too))
animefanzeth: The guard is struck by a chicken! Like holy crap man! He is knocked back a few steps and Re centers himself steadily. The guard stands and says"bugger! " this time he uses his spears reach and aims for the orges chest.
exasperated_dragon: (( wusses ))
animefanzeth: (yeah me to)
animefanzeth: McTuve watches and says,"Shite" and plays the harp somemore trying to summon another creature. "Come to my my loyal battle monkeys! Go forth and bust a cap!" he says as he plays.
lord_scorn_darktide: <Oh, wtf I totally misread what you said earlier SJ. the reason for what I said was I thought you said Ugh... Redundancy...Scorn..>
lord_scorn_darktide: <I just reread it and saw sorry not Scorn>
sj_the_bartender: Mug uses the chicken to parry the incoming Spear. The chicken is skewered by the guard, but fortunately, Mug goes unscathed. With a mighty roar, Mug lifts the club over his head, and brings it down eith enough force to crush a man's skull like a grape.
sj_the_bartender: ((This is where I miss D&D. combat can be pretty tricky))
knightzinshiningarmour: He shifted his feet slightly, and headed towards the bar for another fine ale. The ogre and the guard were now well in conflict...such a bar skirmish was somewhat entertaining to the eye, but Severus would not be afraid to make use of his swordwork if they should threaten yours truly. The guard's spearwork was alright enough and the ogre swung his club mightily...the guardsman would be hard pressed to avoid such a blow, as he had once upon a time. Severus chuckled slightly, and knew that a wager would perhaps be forthcoming soon enough.
animefanzeth: The guard is crushed like a grape. Well that was quick. Maybe mug should make like the wind and blow before the whole town rushes him? The kobolds in the kitchen cheer on as a human oppresor dies! But then they got quiet as they heard thunderous foot steps coming towards them.
exasperated_dragon: As she stood, listening to the hubbub inside something outside caught her attention. The acidic scent of sulphur assaulted her senses and she snarled. " Now what? " she muttered as she pushed away from the wall, her nails elongating into razor sharp talons. She could feel the shift around her and knew on instinct that something was comming. Yes! Entertainment at last! In silence she waited, knowing he was there. Would he have the balls to show himself, or allow this petty excuse of power to be all that was revealed. " Oh come on.. surely you aren't -that- bitter about being rejected? " she called out with a laugh. If he thought to frighten her, it was not working. Indeed, he did the opposite... angered her. " Some people just don't know when to leave things al
animefanzeth: (Agreed Sj)
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exasperated_dragon: (( grabs Mith! FINALLY someone sane! ))
colvin_arenios: ((RUN people...RUN))
lord_scorn_darktide: <Your post cut off Robin>
knightzinshiningarmour: (( lmao! sane! ))
lord_scorn_darktide:
knightzinshiningarmour: (( greetings mith))
exasperated_dragon: (( where ))
animefanzeth: (hi mith)\
exasperated_dragon: " Some people just don't know when to leave things alone. "
mithrandirxx: ((Hi guys kinda occupied thought there was an emergency or something ))
animefanzeth: (no just rp)
colvin_arenios: ((Nope...no emergency))
SJ_THE_BARTENDER: Mug pokes what's left of the guard with his toe before turning towards McTuve. A snarl curls up the ogre's lip as he makes what may be his greatest leap of intellect ever by making the connection between McTuve and the attack. He snarls to the man, "Dat Not Nice, Toopid Hoo-Man." Mug's knuckles crack as he tightens his grip on his club.
sj_the_bartender: ((there is an emergency))
sj_the_bartender: ((We are RPing. Its a critical situation))
exasperated_dragon: (( yeah.. the ogre ate all the chicken! ))
sj_the_bartender: ((you must join, or the entire planet could come to an end. The fate of the world depends on you RPing mith))
mithrandirxx: ((hmm well kinda tied up ))
sj_the_bartender: ((Alright, but everyone's gonna blame you when the world ends))
sj_the_bartender: ((can't say I didn't warn ya))
exasperated_dragon: (( awww... well I won't bother ya darlin. Glad you came in though.. had a chance to say hi at least ))
colvin_arenios: ((*will blame Mith fo sho*
colvin_arenios: ))*
animefanzeth: Then a mob busts through the door! with guns! like holy crap man! "Ah hahaha!" McTuve cacvkles trying to sound all evil and bad ass. It doesn't work. The man then cowers behind a table as a gang of four humans fire rifles at the orc!
mithrandirxx: (Sorry guys promis next time Rp my bar drinks onthe house ))
lord_scorn_darktide: "Now what..." His voice emanated, almost supernatural in it's emphasis, like a higher power raining from above. Scorn was not one to stay hidden, Scorn was not one to childishly stalk before striking. But did he truly want to strike. Those eyes, hazel monotones grew in deapth, distorting to an almost infernic red which collided with her own, placing this woman on the wrong side of the coldest stare known to man. And then he continued his approach, much like he had earlier. With little more than a smirk leading into a silent laugh he looked down to those nails before commenting. "I have no idea what you plan on doing with those nails, but I assure you there is no need for them."
animefanzeth: (im using humans because well im lazy. besides The townspeople make good pawns )
knightzinshiningarmour: (( kk))
animefanzeth: Orge*
colvin_arenios: ((*will one day NPC tons of odd creatures for people to kill and maim at their discretion*))
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animefanzeth: (i did that! that is why Jai is known as imp butcher!)
sj_the_bartender: Mug charges towards McTuve as the bullets start flying. He gets shot a few times, but the thick hide of his keeps it from punching through to major organs. Ogre's are tough bastards for a reason. But for now, Mug is focused on McTuve, and the club is coming in swinging for whatever piece of McTuve is readily available
sj_the_bartender: ((we did that before, Colvin. I made a group of monsters and a bunch of people from combat club just fought them all
exasperated_dragon: His attempt at intimidation did little for her and she rolled her eyes. As he continued to approach she held her ground. " Oh, forgive me, you struck me as the type who would like it rough. So tell me... what is it you want? Because honestly, I grow tired of this. You aren't a cat, and i'm certainly not a mouse to be playing this little game. " She could feel the hatred radiating off him, could feel the desire to strike at a boiling point, yet he refrained. She would play his game, for a few minutes anyhow. Her golden gaze continued to hold his, not backing down and showing no fear.. then again, she didn't fear him, not in the least.
animefanzeth: McTuve gets hit! Like really bad kinda hit! the club shatters on his skull! He lies there on the ground motionless. The men keep shooting at the Orge not wanting to give Mug the chance to close in.
sj_the_bartender: Mug is starting to take some damage form the bullets, and he decides he needs to depart, quickly. Unfortunately, the bullets are between him and the door. Mug decides to make a new exit, and begins barrelling towards a far wall, picking up speed at a rapid pace, and showing no signs of slowing.
lord_scorn_darktide: Spit and Vinegar, he was right. "I'd tempt you with the promise of jewels but you don't strike me as the kind, I'd offer you a place at my side but you don't seem interested, but what if I said, I needed your help?" And with that his fingers folded before him, one hand's didgits intertwining with the others before placing them against his stomach "Would you help an old man do something great, and in turn recieve anything, anything..." That last word, the repititon of anything held potence, for long after it was voiced it echoed, played thrice over with in the root of this womans mind, as if coaxing her to the desired answer. But would she fall privy to such a small charm?
exasperated_dragon: (( richard, you still in here, getting my ims? ))
animefanzeth: Seeing the Orge crash through the window fleeing the bullets stop. One of the men uses a secret rememdy with 11 herbs and spices to Revive McTuve. "GAh! I hate that thing. It tastes like baked vomit glazed with goat hair and garnished with horse dung." dispite the foul taste in his mouth he will live. The men depart and McTuve with them.
knightzinshiningarmour: (( i'm here, but busy with other things))
animefanzeth: (ok a tad auto ish sorry)
exasperated_dragon: (( msg me.. I have a task for you if you can do it ))
sj_the_bartender: ((S'ok. We'll work with it))
sj_the_bartender: Mug continues out towards the wilderness. He'll escape to recover from his wounds, and then move on to find other doors in other towns, which need vanquishing.
animefanzeth: (okay well im out. Sj it was a pleasure. )
lord_scorn_darktide: (pCe bro. See ya around.)
sj_the_bartender: ((Same here.
lord_scorn_darktide: (pCe out SJ)
sj_the_bartender: ((bye all))
exasperated_dragon: (( Bye guys... lol thanks for inviting me...-isn't leaving yet- ))
lord_scorn_darktide: (Cool.)
sj_the_bartender: ((I'm gonna post a transcript of this to the forums))
animefanzeth: (scorn you are funny, Dragon good to see you out and about. Rah..green font reminds me of pea soup. )
knightzinshiningarmour: (( lol))
sj_the_bartender: ((those of you who are staying, please feel free to add what we miss))
lord_scorn_darktide: (Heh, thanks Animefanzeth. I usually am not the funny RPer though. I usually play it more seriously and go out on a limb doing crazy bad guy stuff. but I didn't wanna impose on that tonight with yaw.)
animefanzeth: (go for it. make a post in the merc guild BOUNTY MUG THE DOOR SMASHER WANTED FOR CRUSHING MEN"S HEAD'S LIKE GRAPES AND VANDALISM!)
exasperated_dragon: As if. Who did this man think he was trying to fool? She laughed lightly and shook her head. " Help you? You hardly seem the one who would need my help, let alone anyone elses. And stop trying to bend me to your will, it won't work. " She raised her right hand and tapped her temple. " I can feel you in here, trying to get what you want. You could offer me the world and still I would not help you. I'm not for sale and neither are my services. " With a toss of her head in indignation, she dropped her hand and continued to stare at him. Just what was he up to?
animefanzeth: The kobolds know what scorn is up to. He is recruiting for his army of awesomness. well.. maybe not.
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sj_the_bartender: slips and falls into a fresh warm steaming pile of IC goodness
knightzinshiningarmour: (( lol))
colvin_arenios: (yes yours exasperated)
sj_the_bartender: A large, smelly, and altogether ugly ogre trudges along the road towards the manor. Mug Leadfoot smelled food and his tummy rumbled in protest of being denied from partaking in the nourishment.
animefanzeth: McTuve was not an imposing figure by sure. He was a lithe waif of a man with pale skin and red eyes. His blue hair came down past his waist in a long pony tail. He was a 'sage' (well according to him.) The man strode lightly his only possesion besides his clothes was a large wooden harp. He opened the door and slid into the Mansion. It was a very well lit place seemingly bustling with activity.
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sj_the_bartender: Mug carries a large wooden club over his shoulder. A single large spike is punched through the middle. His only clothing is a fur loincloth and a dearskin vest, matching worn boots that allow his toes to poke through into open air.
lord_scorn_darktide: Complacent, seated with in the confines of this large building the creature came to rest, fingers popping as the thumb of either appendage squeezed the knuckles of every other didgit, one by one creating the reality of a source, the source of what some might find intimidation, and what some might find in a helpless husk of a man. A midget so to speak, standing at just under four feet tall, if he were standing, but no. Seated was his portrayal, an unhooded head resting flat, firmly against a random wall so near to the bar
lord_scorn_darktide: Did he truly need to breathe? Regardless of whether he had to or not he played off of that illusion, parted thin lips allowed for the passage of air, the rising and lowering of his chest whilst hazel eyes regarded, watched and surveyed the patronage, the guests, the neighbors with in this fine establishment<C>
lord_scorn_darktide: Yet he was not content with just watching, with playing the role of a voyeur, no he had to interact, he had to test the limits of theese men, he had to judge their worth in the battle to come. Would they fold under the might of The Hidden Lord? Would they play good canon fodder, or would they perhapse even be an asset in the battle to end all battles. Would they play a role in bringing The DarkTide to power one more time, would they become evil's ambassador?<C>
lord_scorn_darktide: And so being, with that remnant thought he brought the shotglass to his lips and spilled it's contents, not only into the gap of his maw but across the structure of his chin and unto the cloth which adorned his body, yet he held little more than a sneer for that, wiping, with the back of his hand the contents from his lips before slamming, yes slamming the butt of that thick glass back down into the wood of his booth, returning to his task of surveying, who would he choose to approach first? <E>
sj_the_bartender: Mug approached the doors of the mansion and halted his progress. He sniffed the air and confirmed that the food-smells were indeed coming from this building. From the looks of it, it was made by some of those silly little hoo-mans
animefanzeth: While small in stature McTuve had balls of brass! Upon making Eye contact with Lord Darktide he swiftly steps to the man silently. The sage says in a soft spoken voice,"Greetings m'lord. I take it you are the Owner of this fine establishment?" McTuve and Darktide both knew the answer was no. But the sage was trying to start a conversation. Meanwhile a comely young lass came to see if they needed to order another drink. McTuve asked for red wine.
knightzinshiningarmour: The town became ever nearer, and it became evident to Severus that this small town was in a state of 'brooding'...as if appearances were only displaying the outer surface of the town and not the inner workings of it. The tall man considered carefully and then decided to take a closer look at one particular building as he entered the town...the pub, where there was a small man approaching a strange looking man-creature whose appearance looked somewhat familiar. Severus ceased his steady pace and watched their exchange from a distance to discern danger or safety in this case.
sj_the_bartender: Mug stood motionless for several moments outside the doors of the establishment. His brain worked furiously to try and remember how these wooden things worked again. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew there was a trick to them, but through the haze of his thick skull, he couldn't formulate the plan about how to bypass this foe constructed by the hoo-mans. This devilish contraption known as a 'door' just could prove to be Mug's greatest foe...
lord_scorn_darktide: Shifted those hazel pyre's, staring, sizing, glowering at this man who presented himself as an equal, or perhapse even a better. Some other time, ages long past Scorn would have answered with his fist, but in theese tender times. When ally's might be needed he simply turned his head into an acknowledgement that stated 'no' "Afraid not, just here for the booze and the hopes of finding Mrs Good in Bed. Any recommendations?" With that fingers uncoiled from the mugs expanse and came down to his knees.. "After all, I don't exactly get all the girls with my disadvantage."
animefanzeth: (Awards SJ 1 style point for that post.
)tinyfuzzfuzz: An Elvia sat perched on a piece of stone. It could have been a boulder fallen free from a mountain side or one carved purposely for a castle, in any case, the naked flesh touching it was warm. A pool of red fluid spilled freely from her thighs, dribbling down along her bent knees, over the smooth calves, and upon her bare feet only to trickle down to the ground below from her toes as if she were the waterfall for the life giving substance. _C
tinyfuzzfuzz: Thoughts were scattered to the wind, drifting from her soul to the Dark One, the one being that filled her mind from consciousness to sleep, and sleep to consciousness… there were people who said dreams never ended and even when awake, we are dreaming with limitations.. and in slumber its dreams that are free. Her dreams had no limitations; _C
tinyfuzzfuzz: they were to fulfill the order when the right one came. Until HE came, she would wait. Watching, observing.. yet nowhere in there, she was focused upon her prayers. If movement happened, if something came, she wouldn’t have to take care of it. Another presence was with her, they would see to it. _E
lord_scorn_darktide: (Bah, shotglass not mug)
sj_the_bartender: and to make matters worse, Mug's stomach was nagging at him, urging him to hurry up and overcome this challenging puzzle of a door. Mug reached out one meaty club of a fist and tries to push the door open. Sadly, the latch holds firm, and Mug's first attempt is thwarted soundly. He drops his hand back to his side and pauses for another moment to regroup, and plan his next steps in his mission to obtain food. The gravity of the situation was beginning to weigh heavily upon Mug's shoulders. Oh, no wait. Thats just the club.
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus decided to continue on his way towards to the expanse which was the pub. Accidently bumping his lower leg against the entrance to the pub, the imposing handsome man entered the establishment.
animefanzeth: The sage took his wine glass and thanked the girl. She was about to offer a smart mouth reply to 'miss gooid in bed' but held her tounge and went to the next Customer. McTuve said,"Aye I can't reccomend anything for that. But I do have a remedy for your more business matters" He draws a piece of paper. "I have here a map to a most prosperous hoarde of loot of a dead dragon. Sadly though fighting isn't my strong point so I can't get it. But a man of your talents....could fund an army with these means."
sj_the_bartender: Mug watches Severus enter through the door. Clearly, that man was some sort of mage to be able to bypass the door so easily.
tinyfuzzfuzz: (( well, sorry. must really be off, being sent to bed. :x to Zeth and SJ ))
animefanzeth: On a side note a Kobold OPENED the door for SJ's Character. AH HA! the trick was to get a Kobold to do it.
lord_scorn_darktide: (Knightz is your character a giant or something?)
knightzinshiningarmour: (( A mysterious man who is tall and imposing))
sj_the_bartender: Mug finally decides to solve this problem the same way he solves all of his problems. Brute Force! He lifts his club high and slams it down at the door! A thunderous THUD echos through the area as the club makes contact. But still! the door stands its ground, and Mug is foiled for a second time! And to add injury to insult, the spike that is driven into the club has become a prisoner of war! It became wedged into the wood of the door. As Mug tried to pull his Club back, he finds that his weapon of choice is stuck!
knightzinshiningarmour: (( He's more adapted to modern setting, but yes, in this case he is tall due to some giant blood in him))
knightzinshiningarmour: ((night tiny))
thistled_vigilance: ((nite!))
tinyfuzzfuzz: (( nighties hun. ~tackles Jarrod~ you no answer pm's! ))
animefanzeth: (i guess the kobold opening the door part didnt work...)
sj_the_bartender: ((Cue dramatic music as the plot thickens for our Ogre-hero))
animefanzeth: (lol night tiny)(
sj_the_bartender: ((Mug saw it open, but he didn't go through. He waited for the kobold to close it?))
animefanzeth: ((kobold opens it AFTER he gets stuck and mug goes in?)
animefanzeth: (your choice boss)
sj_the_bartender: ((Not unless the kobold has super-strength))
animefanzeth: (no he dont)
exasperated_dragon: Eyes, golden in color and shaped like that of a tiger look down from the rooftop of the mansion in a curious demeanor. A cruel expression formed over her lips as she jumped down, landing silently. Cracking her neck, she looked to the entrance and debated if she wanted to enter or not. Slender hands braced themselves on either side of the doorway for a moment before she pushed off and took that final step inside. Army fatigues, a soft shade of gray adorned her body. The top, sliced to middrift shifted with her every step, revealing a toned, trimmed, stomach.
exasperated_dragon: Long auburn hair settled to the middle of her back, streaks of blonde making their way through it's length. Moving to a far wall, partially shadowed, the woman leaned back against it for a moment before sliding down to a squatting position, her arms resting on her knees as her hands dangled freely. Quietly, she sniffed the air as her eyes shifted from one occupant to the next, watching and waiting.
sj_the_bartender: ((then he would probably tug, but find no result))
lord_scorn_darktide: Eyes widened, had he been found out? Did someone already make him in this guise? A midget none the less to be The DarkTide, the essence of evil? Couldn't be.. and then he coughed, even choked somewhat.. "Uh he..err.. What makes you think I can.. kill a dragon, look at me, I can't even reach a hot chicks lips with out a stool!" His shoulders shrugged forward before he allowed his head to impact with the wall in an almost butting like manner, "But.. I'll tell ya what.." and then he looked, stared at the doorway, the sudden crash, that sudden smash of a clun alerted him, but rather than make it become the focal point of something else he seemed to even.. panick.. "What the!! An Ogre is gonna kill us all!"
sj_the_bartender: Mug looks perplexed for a moment as the woman with auburn hair passes by him and enters the tavern. His club is still stuck though and that must be remedied.
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus glanced in suprise at the large club being stuck in the floor...the man in possession of the club seemed to be experimenting in the 101 ways of slamming a club into the tavern floor. The aristocrat turns from this scene dismissively and makes his way towards the bar...ordering an ale...in a clean glass. "It is best that the glass is clean my man...one cannot know how many have drunk from this vessel...many thanks"
sj_the_bartender: Mug grips the club with both hands and places his foot against the door for leverage. With a loud grunt, he jerks the club's spike free from the door. Success! Mug's longtime friend and ally is free! Oh, wait a minute. Momentum... The club continues flying back and slaps Mug directly int he forehead!
sj_the_bartender: Mug's eyes cross for a moment as he looks at the club, then to the door. Mug's visage curls into a bitter snarl as the meaning behind the pain in his head becomes clear. Obviously, this was all a devious plot by that fiendish door to make Mug's thinker hurt worse than after a night drinking Uncle Grog's Fizzy Drink. There was only one way to respond to such an act...
animefanzeth: McTuve looks back and watches the Orge kick his own arse. The man winces slightly and says,"Ow that has to frelling hurt." He then looks back to the lord darktide. "If you change your mind good sir the map is still up for sale. But dont be surpised if I sell it off soon." With that he finishes his glass and looks for another prospective customer.
sj_the_bartender: Mug brought himself up to his full height of 8 feet and bellowed loudly at the door! He swore a blood oath upon his ancestor's body odor, that he would destroy this Door and all Doors like it! Mug's roar of anger cumulated in the final decree of the Door's demise! The words escaping from Mug's mouth echoing the long line of battle-cries upheld by his family, whenever they went to war against the hoo-mans! Mug cried out his family's ancestral war-cry, "MUG SMASH!!!!" and proceeds to pound furiously at the door with club and fist!
animefanzeth: (the door would shatter. It is simply wood with some iron renforcements. But he would bust it like that.)
sj_the_bartender: ((*rocks to Paralyzer as he RPs*))
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus glances again in the direction of the figure with the club...who appears to be an ogre of sorts. The nobleman looked on in a curled smile of amusement as the ogre managed to hurt himself as his club came back with speed towards him. 'Such ignorant creatures,' Severus thought,' one moment they're figuring their feet from their hands and the next they're smashing a club into the floor for no reason!' This thought was broken by the ogre suddenly lifting himself upright and roaring in passion as it charged at the tavern door. Severus could barely stifle a laugh as these events were unfolding...
exasperated_dragon: A brow perked as she watched Mug play with his stuck club. As he twapped himself on the head she merely shook her head. Some creatures could be so simple minded. She began to wonder why she even bothered coming here. For that matter, she wasn't entirely sure how she ended up here in the first place. Pulling her gaze from the bumbling oaf, she looked about a bit but found her attentions once more on the poor creature trying to smash the door. This time, as his rage seemed to get the better of him, she laughed, rose and stalked towards him. As he started to swing once more, she grabbed his club and snickered.
lord_scorn_darktide: "I tell ya what." He said to McTuve's back, as if making a prospect of his own come to light. "Convince me it's real, and I'll do more than buy it from you." His sentence was finished as he finally allowed himself to slide out from the booth he had chosen to occupy, a little groggy, maybe even woozy as a step or two was missed in the general direction of McTuve before catching himself, hand against the... back side of the very same waitress who held her tongue earlier.. "Oh.. sorry miss.." He chided just before he let out an almost silent squeak at the sudden growing of this woman's fist.. no it wasn't getting bigger. or maybe it was. but never the less when it hit Scorn in his right cheek he folded, meeting the floor face first where he decided to stay for the moment being..
lord_scorn_darktide: Although thinking to himself.. silently plotting, brooding.. This woman was in for a night she would never.. never foreget.. How ever short her life may be..
sj_the_bartender: Mug's barrage of attacks at the door finally bore fruit! The door splintered and cracked and with one final mighty blow, the door came completely off its hinges and fell inwards, collapsing into a heap and blowing up a cloud of dust that had settled on the tavern's floor. Mug celebrated by howling in victory and beating his chest like a wild gorilla.
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exasperated_dragon: (( mutters as the ogre ruins her next post lol ))
knightzinshiningarmour: (( xD))
animefanzeth: The kobold poses next to mug!
sj_the_bartender: Mug calms down and takes a few cleansing breaths as the rush of battle fades from his body. He squeezes through the now-open portal and enters the tavern, victorious. He stands over the corpse of his fallen foe and looks about the interior, evaluating any further threats from the door's companions, who may feel brave enough to step up and avenge their fallen comrade's early demise.
animefanzeth: McTuve just kinda watches Darktide get KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT! as they say in the film friday. Maybe the sage was wrong about this man. He lets out a sigh and then notices the orge beating his chest and the odd woman near him and annoyed.
knightzinshiningarmour: The tall man continued to mull over his ale as the ogre finally manages to knock the door down only to have an auburn-haired woman take it from him. Severus goes forth take a closer view of the amusing sight of the ogre celebrating his so-called 'victory' of the inanimate object known as a wooden door.
exasperated_dragon: Laughing even harder as the ogre pulled his club free without even noticing she held it, she shook her head and looked to his handy work. With a soft " Hmm " she turned and moved back to the shadowed corner of the tavern. Leaning once more against the wall, she resumed her position and let her gaze move again. The sights, sounds, scent of the place mixing and running through her mind. She highly doubted, she would find anything remotely entertaining here. Blast that ogre for ruining her idea. " Honestly, his head would have worked the first time had I tossed him through it " she muttered to herself with a small chuckle.
animefanzeth: (It is a well lit mansion. No reall shadowy corners. ^^; )
exasperated_dragon: (( she'd find one -winks- ))
sj_the_bartender: Mug glares at the woman who tried to grab his club. He snarls at her as she retreats to the shadows. "Stoopid Hooman." he growls as he forces his way towards the barrister where the food-smells seemed to be emenating.
lord_scorn_darktide: "Oh..." He groggily stated, finally allowing himself to rise from his dazed state on the floor. One final plighted stare was cast in this womans direction before he puckered his lips in her direction, as if stating he would see her later with out vocally announcing the event. "You know.. they always said not to let a good thing pass you by.." He said to noone in particular, but McTuve might have the faintest idea that statement was directed to him before Scorn turned, watching this auburn haired woman retreat in to what some might consider the shadows, Scorn decided to make his approach, his move on this woman. Standing just under four feet tall, anything but imposing he made his grand standing pace. "Are you for.. sale..?"
animefanzeth: (2 style points to Scorn for having the sheer balls to say that. )
sj_the_bartender: ((No joke))
lord_scorn_darktide: (hehe)
sj_the_bartender: Mug rests one bruised hand on the top of the barrister and looks for anything edible. Finding nothing immediately, he turns to the nearest hoo-man.... Who happens to be McTuve.... And declares in a voice wreathed with a sour odor, "Mug Want Eat!"
exasperated_dragon: Hearing the snarled remark her eyes snapped back towards the ogre and she followed his every step. Eyes narrowed as her lips curled into a bitter smile. Perhaps this night would prove entertaining after all. As she started to rise, she paused halfway in standing to eyes the man who dared approach her. Slowly her eyes drank him in and all emotion slipped from her expression. At his inquirery she finished standing, towering over him at a cool six foot even. Her hands moved to her waist, as she tilted her head and looked down on him. " Honey, if I was, you couldn't afford me. If you would like to keep your.... privates private and intact, I suggest you find yourself another to spend that dashing charm upon. " She stood watching him, a dangerous gleam in her eyes.
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus shook his head at the antics of the ogre Mug and shifted his gaze towards the lithe woman in the corner. She would indeed be a fine escort at any time for his long journeys to galas, balls, parties...among other things. The noble, shifting his black cloak to one side, made his way towards the woman in the corner who was already being confronted by another man whom he noticed discussing some mundane matters with the small man. " You refer to her as if she is property..." Severus began..." how is this so?" He asked this as he directed a slight wink in her direction
animefanzeth: McTuve does NOT follow Scorn or anyone to the shadowy corner. The Kitchen, barrister, and all menial work was done by kobolds. Humans settled on enslaving them instead of killing their almost infinite numbers in various settings. Anyways Mug would notice freshly roastede meat, pies, bread and other food scattered about the kitchen and dining tables.
animefanzeth: McTuve says," That is great Mug..." he slowly backs away from the orge. Quickly the sage grabs a leg of roast chicken and offers it to him.
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus noticed the gleaming danger within the woman's eyes, but he made as if he doesn't notice her change in expression and awaits her response...and Scorn's
sj_the_bartender: Mug grabs the leg of chicken and tosses the whole thing into his mouth. He chews the food, bone and all, with a loud crunching sound. Seeing the rest of the food, he shoves McTuve aside and goes after the roasted meat and pies. With no concern for manners, or decorum, the ogre picks up a pie and begins eating it, directly from the pan.
sj_the_bartender: ((Ugh... that was auto-ish... My bad))
animefanzeth: (i
animefanzeth: (i'll roll with it)\
colvin_arenios: The pain...the horror....the exquisite clamor of death! A pity this place didn't even have an inkling of any of that. As nonchalant and arrogant as the man who now crossed the threshold into the main congregation of tavern dwellers could be, he entered much like any other individual would. A look of inquiry laced with a reconnoitering gaze intending to pick out areas of interest had commenced...and lo and behold he caught sight of the exchange between Scorn and a woman who seemed to be quite perturbed by something. The assumptions commenced and while they processed, he made sure to look at Mug and even caught sight of McTuve. Severus was somehow missed until he decided to join in on the conversation between the woman and Scor
colvin_arenios: In the many years of this being's experience, it was clear that things would turn out to be rather entertaining from then on. Let the testosterone-induced ticking bomb count itself down now!
lord_scorn_darktide: "My privates private.." A chuckle was heard beneath his breath as those thin lips twisted up into an almost devious smirk. "I couldn't afford you..? Well what is the price?" He said. Spit and vinegar were present in this lass, an escort for the night at her side would be worth any amount of pennies. "Or is your response in direction to my... size? Are you one of those sour pusses that rely on looks above what lies beenath?" And then his approach was stated one more time, a simple step taken in the woman's direction, closing the feet that once remained to inches.. Severus.. was dealt with in other means.. <C>
lord_scorn_darktide: For that being would become victim, no not a victim but receptive to means of another nature, beyond human comprehension.. "You dare try to cock block me!" Those words were heard by noone, not even severus but somehow.. somehow he formed them from his lips.. or were they from his lips, they sure appeared to be.<E>
knightzinshiningarmour: (( O_O ))
sj_the_bartender: ((ROFLMAO))
sj_the_bartender: ((So very wrong))
thistled_vigilance: ((Oh, sory guys. I am prety much sleeping here, I am sick as hell, and have no where the brain power...pardon my rudeness for not saying hi before. I am Jarrod, to eveyone who doesn't know me. Psychotic at times, easy going...plays pretty much any rp. any other questions as to who I am...I wil anewer them later..so leave em in a PM..thanks))
knightzinshiningarmour: ((( ROTFLMFAO ))
animefanzeth: McTuve is tossed aside like a rag doll as the orc goes on his quest for gluttomy. The waif of a man stands up mad! Sadly a toe to to fight would be insane on his part. So he does what any sissy mary pansy pants does, lets out a girlish high pitched scream! "Guards! that orge is pilfering food!" McTuve draws his fearsome weapon the harp and plays it. Upon playing the harp a creature is Summoned!
knightzinshiningarmour: (( thats ok jarrod))
thistled_vigilance: ((just read the top, and saw people asking about me...didn't want you to think I was rude. There is a good reason for me not talking, heh))
sj_the_bartender: Mug completely ignores the shouts of McTuve. However, when he starts playing the strange music, the rythm of Mug's chewing is interrupted. He half-turns to look at McTuve and see what this curious new noise was, and what it might portend.
sj_the_bartender: ((S'ok. Thistled. We all just assumed you were an imaginary friend of Zeth's))
exasperated_dragon: Okay. So what was with all this male attention. Too much testosterone ruins a party, and this place was certainly swimming in it. Looking to Richard, she stiffled a groan as the attempt to come to her rescue. " Kind sir.. " she began, her tone obviously forced to sound delighted, " I am not a damsel in distress.. nor do I need your help. I assure you, I can remove his bollocks before he even mutters another word should I so choose. " looking back to Scorn, she awaited his reaction with much impatience. Then again, she could simply have him for dinner. There was a thought.
exasperated_dragon: " I said nothing of your size, other than you might want to keep what little you do have. Who knows, you might actually find a woman sometime who will find some kind of pleasure out of that small thing you call a cock. I'd hate so to deprive her. " Pushing past him, she cast a glance at Richard and shook her head. " Men. If any of you had a brain in your head, you wouldn't be led by a third leg. " With a disgusting snort, she moved towards the door.
animefanzeth: (ah dragon gets a style point. the expected reaction but it was nicely done)
exasperated_dragon: (( thanks? Call me Robin ))
animefanzeth: (no)
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus just stood there in a state of...bemusement at the woman's rebuttal. Third leg indeed...a third leg would be somewhat useful but there was more to a man than a third leg. The noble watched her leave towards the door and Scorn near him watching..." One thing that one man does not want to be caught by...and thats his precious third leg, but one thing is for certain", Severus now talking to Scorn," our third legs will be non-existent possibly if we dare to pursue her any further"
exasperated_dragon: (( dies.. lmao))
knightzinshiningarmour: ((
animefanzeth: CREATURE! Standard Guardsman. You see a human of average size and build in chainmail wielding a spear. The AGuardsman says,"OI! What is this all about then. You can't be stealing food. pay for it or I'll run ye through.
lord_scorn_darktide: "Aww.." That was the sound that emanated from his lips.. Perhapse now was the time, the time to reveal what he truly was.. After all rejection? It was something he was new to. But then again he usually did take what he wanted and there was nothing, nothing anyone could do about it. And thusly he turned, not after the woman but towards Severus. "My third leg is none of your concern. Normally I would have you on your knees right about now, begging me not to kill you but letting you know it was inevitable. But.. I'm going through what I calla transition right now and killing. It just doesn't seem like the thing to do. So if you will?"
animefanzeth: <C> the guard then pointed the spear at the orge.
sj_the_bartender: Mug doesn't bother looking at the Guardsman. Instead, he just grabs a whole chicken and takes a bite out of it, slobbering loudly as he sucks chunks of meat right off the bone.
colvin_arenios: BOOM! The explosion of disgust and chauvanism was too entertaining to miss! His back rested firmly against the wall just near the door and as he watched the whole exchange between Scorn and the woman along with the other 'knight in shining armor', he could do nothing but shake his head and laugh. A thumb padded against his forehead as he lowered his head while shaking it and spoke quite out loud. All of this talk about some 'third leg' made him almost laugh. The names they come up with nowadays to describe these things. Tawny flesh glistened in the light provided and as he lifted up his head, he'd be confronted easily with the woman just about ready to exit the establishment.
sj_the_bartender: Mug grabs the spear from the guardsman and uses the tip of it as a toothpick to get a bit of grissle stuck between what few remaining teeth he has.
colvin_arenios: One might have thought....what an awesome opportunity to redeem the gender that has quickly become the bane for this woman on this night...but nope. He just nodded in a sort of habitual greeting and left it at that. She didn't seem like she wanted to be bothered any more than him wanting to draw any attention to himself within this place. It was meant for inconspicious gatherings no? They were all just here to relax.
animefanzeth: (ok I'm gonna try to do a free form fight. odds 60% Mug 40%guard. players are stronger then npcs usually.)
lord_scorn_darktide: His head shook, side to side, left to right as if in frustration. Once again casting a sidelong glance to this auburn haired woman. With holding the urge to simply explode. To tear this tavern, this inn to shreds. And somehow.. he did. W
knightzinshiningarmour: Severus opened his mouth in some form of indignation at the response of Scorn..." My dear man, I've known many women in my lifetime and there are some, such as that firecat, which needs one to be wary of...but we have been both rejected in this case, so thats not good at all" At this, Severus moved towards the new commotion arising nearby. The ogre and the guardsman nearby were engaged in some sort of dispute, with the ogre with spear in hand.
lord_scorn_darktide: (THAT WAS NOT MEANT I ACTIVATED STICKY KEYS SOMEHOW AND CAN NOT GET IT TURNED OFF)
lord_scorn_darktide: (HOW DO I TURN IT OFF)
animefanzeth: The guardsman turns beat red in the face with anger. "You rude fuck! have it your way then!" He then steps toward the Orge and tries to stab him in the foot! Yes the foot!
sj_the_bartender: ((one measly human guard against Mug? You'd better take better odds than that. It took a dwarf, and two humans to even get him to bleed last time he fought))
sj_the_bartender: ((Push the shift-key repeatedly to turn off sticky keys))
sj_the_bartender: ((5 times in a row))
lord_scorn_darktide: (TRIED THAT)
animefanzeth: (i will but mctuve can only summon so many creatures. Don't want to be a power player)
knightzinshiningarmour: (( brb guys just seeing to a few things in rl))
lord_scorn_darktide: (Aight I got it off)
exasperated_dragon: Deciding a breath of fresh air might be to her advantage, she stepped outside and leaned against the cold mansion just to the right of the door. " How much do you cost? " She repeated the question in amazement and shook her head yet again tonight. What was this world coming too? Inside, she could hear the commotion and knew that ogre was getting himself into trouble. She couldn't help but laugh, hell, he was the only one whom had any sense at all. And to think she thought the creature to be completely daft. At least he didn't think with his hormones, just his stomach. The evening was still young, yet she wasn't sure exactly what she was going to do. This place certainly held no appeal to her, yet... perhaps dinner would come stumbling out soon. Until then, she
exasperated_dragon: (( brb really quick... afk))
animefanzeth: (your post cut at until then she--)
exasperated_dragon: (( it did? ))
sj_the_bartender: ((let that be a lesson to you, boys. Men always think with one organ or the other. But women respect you more if you think with your stomach. At least its closer to the brain than the other organ))
exasperated_dragon: Until then, she would wait.
exasperated_dragon: (( lmao SJ!! okay.. brb now.. afk))
knightzinshiningarmour: (( lmao!))
sj_the_bartender: ((Q: Why do men name their penis?))
sj_the_bartender: ((A: They don't want a complete stranger making all their decisions for them.))
knightzinshiningarmour: (( don't play the organ too loudly though, might deafen many))
thistled_vigilance: ((i thought women named men's penis's for them...mine gots ITs name from a girl))
lord_scorn_darktide: (I name mine Scorn, he'd my idol and all women love him)
knightzinshiningarmour: (( lol))
sj_the_bartender: ((someone smack zeth and make him post IC))
sj_the_bartender: ((nevermind... i missed his last post... going to post now))
knightzinshiningarmour: (( smack Zeth all over the floor, smack him some more, smack him ohhhh...smack that!
))thistled_vigilance: iz zeth posting with a different name than animefanzeth?))
animefanzeth: (no)
lord_scorn_darktide: His head shook, side to side, left to right as if in frustration. Once again casting a sidelong glance to this auburn haired woman before she left the establishment. With holding the urge to simply explode. To tear this tavern apart, this inn to shreds. And somehow.. he did. With little more than a trivial shaking of his head the midget was gone, nothing, nothing replaced it's presence. But on the outskirts of this establishments philanthropy there would be something else. The smell, the rancid stench of sulphur emanating from the ground up, steam would imbellish from afar. And the creature would be present, or was it<C>
thistled_vigilance: ((I can't see them then. I don't even see that name in the room
sj_the_bartender: Mug looks down at his foot, which seems to be having an unfortunate encounter with a spear. Mug looks at the source of the problem, which seems to be a spear which is held by a hoo-man. Mug lifts up his half-of-a-chicken and slams it down towards the crown of the guard, forgetting which hand his Club is in apparently.
sj_the_bartender: ((ugh... redundancy... Sorry))
lord_scorn_darktide: <eh?>
sj_the_bartender: ((I references the spear twice.))
thistled_vigilance: ((ok, i am just an idiot, nevermind..contine))
sj_the_bartender: ((Referenced^))
lord_scorn_darktide: <I have no idea what your talking about. but I am guessing you are saying you threw a spear at me?>
sj_the_bartender: ((no one threw a spear at you))
exasperated_dragon: (( lol back.. and might I be so bold as to say, ya'll are NUTS!!))
sj_the_bartender: ((Zeth is controlling a guard, and Mug is about to kick his ass))
lord_scorn_darktide: <Oh. well I am going to continue posting then>
sj_the_bartender: ((carry on))
lord_scorn_darktide:
exasperated_dragon: (( with chicken .. which at your mention I got hungry for, so went and grabbed some lol .. am reading it now ))
knightzinshiningarmour: The noble watched with a keen gaze at the conflict underway....those whose hearts always went to their heads.
sj_the_bartender: ((Its getting really late here. I'm gonna crash soon))
lord_scorn_darktide: No.. the pale skinned symbol of death was absent on this festive evening, but something else was present, approaching from the darkness of a trees shade, amassing from it's underpenny the man would ignite, not in flame, not in torrent but in presence. It emanated like the tides of old. spiralling through the establishment with out mercy, prejudice or discretion. Everyone would feel it's pardoning waft, feel the edge of insanity creeping to the moulds of their wisdom. An aura, his aura was alive, paving the way for The DarkTide one more time.. and his approach, it lead towards the auburn haired woman who just moments ago rejected him.. Would she to be feeling his presence, and what would this night entitle of her?<E>
lord_scorn_darktide:
colvin_arenios: ((will probably follow soon too))
animefanzeth: The guard is struck by a chicken! Like holy crap man! He is knocked back a few steps and Re centers himself steadily. The guard stands and says"bugger! " this time he uses his spears reach and aims for the orges chest.
exasperated_dragon: (( wusses ))
animefanzeth: (yeah me to)
animefanzeth: McTuve watches and says,"Shite" and plays the harp somemore trying to summon another creature. "Come to my my loyal battle monkeys! Go forth and bust a cap!" he says as he plays.
lord_scorn_darktide: <Oh, wtf I totally misread what you said earlier SJ. the reason for what I said was I thought you said Ugh... Redundancy...Scorn..>
lord_scorn_darktide: <I just reread it and saw sorry not Scorn>
sj_the_bartender: Mug uses the chicken to parry the incoming Spear. The chicken is skewered by the guard, but fortunately, Mug goes unscathed. With a mighty roar, Mug lifts the club over his head, and brings it down eith enough force to crush a man's skull like a grape.
sj_the_bartender: ((This is where I miss D&D. combat can be pretty tricky))
knightzinshiningarmour: He shifted his feet slightly, and headed towards the bar for another fine ale. The ogre and the guard were now well in conflict...such a bar skirmish was somewhat entertaining to the eye, but Severus would not be afraid to make use of his swordwork if they should threaten yours truly. The guard's spearwork was alright enough and the ogre swung his club mightily...the guardsman would be hard pressed to avoid such a blow, as he had once upon a time. Severus chuckled slightly, and knew that a wager would perhaps be forthcoming soon enough.
animefanzeth: The guard is crushed like a grape. Well that was quick. Maybe mug should make like the wind and blow before the whole town rushes him? The kobolds in the kitchen cheer on as a human oppresor dies! But then they got quiet as they heard thunderous foot steps coming towards them.
exasperated_dragon: As she stood, listening to the hubbub inside something outside caught her attention. The acidic scent of sulphur assaulted her senses and she snarled. " Now what? " she muttered as she pushed away from the wall, her nails elongating into razor sharp talons. She could feel the shift around her and knew on instinct that something was comming. Yes! Entertainment at last! In silence she waited, knowing he was there. Would he have the balls to show himself, or allow this petty excuse of power to be all that was revealed. " Oh come on.. surely you aren't -that- bitter about being rejected? " she called out with a laugh. If he thought to frighten her, it was not working. Indeed, he did the opposite... angered her. " Some people just don't know when to leave things al
animefanzeth: (Agreed Sj)
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exasperated_dragon: (( grabs Mith! FINALLY someone sane! ))
colvin_arenios: ((RUN people...RUN))
lord_scorn_darktide: <Your post cut off Robin>
knightzinshiningarmour: (( lmao! sane! ))
lord_scorn_darktide:
knightzinshiningarmour: (( greetings mith))
exasperated_dragon: (( where ))
animefanzeth: (hi mith)\
exasperated_dragon: " Some people just don't know when to leave things alone. "
mithrandirxx: ((Hi guys kinda occupied thought there was an emergency or something ))
animefanzeth: (no just rp)
colvin_arenios: ((Nope...no emergency))
SJ_THE_BARTENDER: Mug pokes what's left of the guard with his toe before turning towards McTuve. A snarl curls up the ogre's lip as he makes what may be his greatest leap of intellect ever by making the connection between McTuve and the attack. He snarls to the man, "Dat Not Nice, Toopid Hoo-Man." Mug's knuckles crack as he tightens his grip on his club.
sj_the_bartender: ((there is an emergency))
sj_the_bartender: ((We are RPing. Its a critical situation))
exasperated_dragon: (( yeah.. the ogre ate all the chicken! ))
sj_the_bartender: ((you must join, or the entire planet could come to an end. The fate of the world depends on you RPing mith))
mithrandirxx: ((hmm well kinda tied up ))
sj_the_bartender: ((Alright, but everyone's gonna blame you when the world ends))
sj_the_bartender: ((can't say I didn't warn ya))
exasperated_dragon: (( awww... well I won't bother ya darlin. Glad you came in though.. had a chance to say hi at least
))colvin_arenios: ((*will blame Mith fo sho*
colvin_arenios: ))*
animefanzeth: Then a mob busts through the door! with guns! like holy crap man! "Ah hahaha!" McTuve cacvkles trying to sound all evil and bad ass. It doesn't work. The man then cowers behind a table as a gang of four humans fire rifles at the orc!
mithrandirxx: (Sorry guys promis next time Rp my bar drinks onthe house ))
lord_scorn_darktide: "Now what..." His voice emanated, almost supernatural in it's emphasis, like a higher power raining from above. Scorn was not one to stay hidden, Scorn was not one to childishly stalk before striking. But did he truly want to strike. Those eyes, hazel monotones grew in deapth, distorting to an almost infernic red which collided with her own, placing this woman on the wrong side of the coldest stare known to man. And then he continued his approach, much like he had earlier. With little more than a smirk leading into a silent laugh he looked down to those nails before commenting. "I have no idea what you plan on doing with those nails, but I assure you there is no need for them."
animefanzeth: (im using humans because well im lazy. besides The townspeople make good pawns )
knightzinshiningarmour: (( kk))
animefanzeth: Orge*
colvin_arenios: ((*will one day NPC tons of odd creatures for people to kill and maim at their discretion*))
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animefanzeth: (i did that! that is why Jai is known as imp butcher!)
sj_the_bartender: Mug charges towards McTuve as the bullets start flying. He gets shot a few times, but the thick hide of his keeps it from punching through to major organs. Ogre's are tough bastards for a reason. But for now, Mug is focused on McTuve, and the club is coming in swinging for whatever piece of McTuve is readily available
sj_the_bartender: ((we did that before, Colvin. I made a group of monsters and a bunch of people from combat club just fought them all
exasperated_dragon: His attempt at intimidation did little for her and she rolled her eyes. As he continued to approach she held her ground. " Oh, forgive me, you struck me as the type who would like it rough. So tell me... what is it you want? Because honestly, I grow tired of this. You aren't a cat, and i'm certainly not a mouse to be playing this little game. " She could feel the hatred radiating off him, could feel the desire to strike at a boiling point, yet he refrained. She would play his game, for a few minutes anyhow. Her golden gaze continued to hold his, not backing down and showing no fear.. then again, she didn't fear him, not in the least.
animefanzeth: McTuve gets hit! Like really bad kinda hit! the club shatters on his skull! He lies there on the ground motionless. The men keep shooting at the Orge not wanting to give Mug the chance to close in.
sj_the_bartender: Mug is starting to take some damage form the bullets, and he decides he needs to depart, quickly. Unfortunately, the bullets are between him and the door. Mug decides to make a new exit, and begins barrelling towards a far wall, picking up speed at a rapid pace, and showing no signs of slowing.
lord_scorn_darktide: Spit and Vinegar, he was right. "I'd tempt you with the promise of jewels but you don't strike me as the kind, I'd offer you a place at my side but you don't seem interested, but what if I said, I needed your help?" And with that his fingers folded before him, one hand's didgits intertwining with the others before placing them against his stomach "Would you help an old man do something great, and in turn recieve anything, anything..." That last word, the repititon of anything held potence, for long after it was voiced it echoed, played thrice over with in the root of this womans mind, as if coaxing her to the desired answer. But would she fall privy to such a small charm?
exasperated_dragon: (( richard, you still in here, getting my ims? ))
animefanzeth: Seeing the Orge crash through the window fleeing the bullets stop. One of the men uses a secret rememdy with 11 herbs and spices to Revive McTuve. "GAh! I hate that thing. It tastes like baked vomit glazed with goat hair and garnished with horse dung." dispite the foul taste in his mouth he will live. The men depart and McTuve with them.
knightzinshiningarmour: (( i'm here, but busy with other things))
animefanzeth: (ok a tad auto ish sorry)
exasperated_dragon: (( msg me.. I have a task for you if you can do it ))
sj_the_bartender: ((S'ok. We'll work with it))
sj_the_bartender: Mug continues out towards the wilderness. He'll escape to recover from his wounds, and then move on to find other doors in other towns, which need vanquishing.
animefanzeth: (okay well im out. Sj it was a pleasure. )
lord_scorn_darktide: (pCe bro. See ya around.)
sj_the_bartender: ((Same here.
lord_scorn_darktide: (pCe out SJ)
sj_the_bartender: ((bye all))
exasperated_dragon: (( Bye guys... lol thanks for inviting me...-isn't leaving yet- ))
lord_scorn_darktide: (Cool.
)sj_the_bartender: ((I'm gonna post a transcript of this to the forums))
animefanzeth: (scorn you are funny, Dragon good to see you out and about. Rah..green font reminds me of pea soup. )
knightzinshiningarmour: (( lol))
sj_the_bartender: ((those of you who are staying, please feel free to add what we miss))
lord_scorn_darktide: (Heh, thanks Animefanzeth. I usually am not the funny RPer though. I usually play it more seriously and go out on a limb doing crazy bad guy stuff. but I didn't wanna impose on that tonight with yaw.)
animefanzeth: (go for it. make a post in the merc guild BOUNTY MUG THE DOOR SMASHER WANTED FOR CRUSHING MEN"S HEAD'S LIKE GRAPES AND VANDALISM!)
exasperated_dragon: As if. Who did this man think he was trying to fool? She laughed lightly and shook her head. " Help you? You hardly seem the one who would need my help, let alone anyone elses. And stop trying to bend me to your will, it won't work. " She raised her right hand and tapped her temple. " I can feel you in here, trying to get what you want. You could offer me the world and still I would not help you. I'm not for sale and neither are my services. " With a toss of her head in indignation, she dropped her hand and continued to stare at him. Just what was he up to?
animefanzeth: The kobolds know what scorn is up to. He is recruiting for his army of awesomness. well.. maybe not.
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