The object of this not-quite forum game is to pit yourself against everyone else who has posted in this topic. Defeat your "enemies" with creativity.
Just remember to keep things clean, and don't take anything posted here personally. This is war after all.
Ready? Here we go.
*Matthias720 throws a turnip at the next person who posts*
*Dodges an' thras a frisbee a' the next'un who posts*
*Catches said frisbee and throws it back at Head's head*
Take that!
Then, from behind, Martins#1fan messily pours fruit punch on Matthias720.
*Catches the frisbee an' straps a rocket tae it, then launches it.* When the fuel runs out and it faws back down tis goin' tae be a mighty braw projectile!
*jumps on rocket and throws carnivorous beaver/wolverine hybrids down on other posters*
*Plays a card from his card game* "Ah activate, Barrier Shield!" *beaver/wolverine hybrids bounce aff barrier, and then barrier dissapears*
Hooray! *Throws a giant crab at Matthias720*
Matthias720 has died
*Matthias720 respawns*
*pulls out ninja sword and proceeds to attack HiaG for throwing a giant crab at him*
(We zhould aw have a certain number o' lives.)
*pullz out a claymore an' getz in a braw zwordfight with Matthias720*
*places a bomb next to HiaG and Matthias*
*runs away quickly*
*kicks bomb in Redwall Musician's general direction*
Drops a horde of death-defying beavers on Matthias, then cuts his tail off with Martin's sword, then whirls 'round and splatters Galaxy with skilly 'n' duff.
AAAAAH! NAE! NAY THE ZKILLY AN' DUFF!!!!! :o :o :o
Ah'll juztae tae retaliate with.....
HOTROOT PEPPER BOMBZ! MUWAHAHAHAHAHA! >:D
*throwz hotroot pepper bombz at everybody*
Catches the bombs and throws them back, then sling shrew burgoo at him for good measure.
Ha! What you don't know is that I have the button to turn the bomb off.
*Turns bomb off*
*throws a cat on Lady Amber's head*
Doez a braw bit o' dodgin' an' rollz over a random landmine. BOOM!
HeadInAnotherGalaxy has died
*HeadInAnotherGalaxy respawns*
Ok ah'm ready tae-OW! *lookz down at hiz arm tae zee tha' a werewolf haz bitten him* Oh dear, thiz iznae braw at aw. *turns into a werewolf and goez on a rampage*
Magically transforms into a dragon, pursuing Galaxy and blasting him with fire. "Ye'll not get away from me!" Whacks him with her spiked tail, flattening him into a pancake. She eats him, licking her lips at the taste of scorched weasel.
Quote from: Lady Amber on July 26, 2011, 10:20:01 PM
Magically transforms into a dragon, pursuing Galaxy and blasting at him with fire. "Ye'll not get away from me!" She thinks that she whacks him with her spiked tail, flattening him into a pancake, but actually this is an illusion created by manipulating her sensory organs. She thought she ate him but in reality she just ate an illusion, licking her lips at the taste of what she thought was scorched weasel, but was actually just the illusion of the taste created by manipulating her taste-buds. Meanwhile, the Weasel who had saved Hiag's life just this once teleported himself away to a place where something far more interesting was happening than this pointless fight here.
-Edited by Unknown Weasel
*looks curiously at the dragon and then runs after Matthias720*
Transforming back into a squirrel, she sics ten-thousand death-defying beavers on Galaxy.
NAE! NAY THE- *diez in a pile o' death defyin' beaverz*
For good measure, Amber runs over his body with a flying bulldozer.
HeadInAnotherGalaxy has died
*HeadInAnotherGalaxy respawns*
Fianally! Na' I can *sees the full moon* Oh flyin' fish! *turns back into a werewolf and starts chasin' after Lady Amber*
Lady Amber grabs her longbow and shoots a silver arrow at him. It strikes him right between the eyes, nullifying his werewolf ability and turning him back into a weasel. She snatches up her dirk, and chases him through the forest, yelling wildly. Yayalahooooooooo!!!
Then martins#1fan borrows Lord Brocktree's sword and slices Lady Amber's arrows in half.
Icefire pulls out her secret supply of brainwashed Apples and throws them at weasel dude!
*takes a drill and runs towards Icefire*
Icefire transforms into a pigeon and drops a coconut on Redwall Musician's head
*grabz a bazeball bat an' hitz the applez back at Icefire*
Does a triple backflip in midair to avoid the apples and then throws a boomerang banana at Weasel dude!
*Throwz a pear grenade at the banana, blowin' it up*
A shadowy figure stood on the bridge of the ancient battlecruiser, deep in space.
"We've entered range of the planet, sir," a toady crewmember said.
The figure turned to his long-time second-in-command and nodded. The first mate pushed a button, then pulled a lever; every light on the ship flashed, then went dark, and the massive vessel began to shake as it struggled to power the terrific energies that were now being deployed at the surface.
The force of the gravity beam began to tear away the planet's atmosphere. As if under the power of some ghastly storm, the oceans were pulled up hundreds of feet into the air. The surface of the planet also began to tear away; lives were lost and much property destroyed.
Finally, as the swirling tempest of land and water reached about the mile-high point in the sky, the figure shook his head twice.
Silently the officer pushed the lever back down; the gravity beams then began to repel the planet's materials back into itself. A trillion tons of force was exerted on every side of the planet, until it was crushed down into an unimaginably dense rock, about the size of a billiard cue ball.
Unexpectedly, the battlecruiser's strange reality distortion engine then created a bizarre effect, which caused the rock that used to be the planet to explode, destroying everything within a thousand light years.
An ancient computer terminal located just outside this ring of destruction flickered on, its faded screen revealing a significant, yet terse sentence.
"EARTH DESTROYED. REBOOT, Y/N?"
Icefire stands there shocked by this sudden change of events and finds herself vaporized.
Due tae pure chanze a wormhole opened up and tranzportz HIAG to a planet where the people that live there think tha' plaztic is very intereztin'.
ACH, GET ME OUT O' HERE! JUZT ZOMEWHERE ELZE!
Lady Amber commendeers the Death Star, turning it's superlaser onto Galaxy's ship, vaporizing it instantly. *does a victory dance* She turns on Icefire, using a magical cannon to shoot hotroot pepper bombs at her. *does a victory dance again* She hops onto the back of a death-defying beaver and rides off into the stars, never to be seen again on that planet...
(Ah waznae on a zhip, ah waz on a very dull planet.)
*ztealz a zmall zpaze zhip and crazh landz on another planet where the people are very fond o' candlewax* Great, juzt why dae ah awways get the dull'unz?
I took fast flying lessons.
Faster then the speed of light. Smarter then the average bomber. It's Redwall Musician!
*Speeds to a different planet, before earth was destroyed*
*on her way there, places a bomb on James Gryphon's space ship thingy*
BOOM! BANG! BOOM!
*destroys space ship thingy*
Quote from: Lady Amber on July 27, 2011, 06:20:13 PM
Lady Amber commendeers the Death Star, turning it's superlaser onto Galaxy's ship, vaporizing it instantly. *does a victory dance* She turns on Icefire, using a magical cannon to shoot hotroot pepper bombs at her. *does a victory dance again* She hops onto the back of a death-defying beaver and rides off into the stars, never to be seen again on that planet...
How did you vaporize his ship if he wasn't on a ship and how did you shoot me with hotroot pepper bombs if I was already vaporized?
*
Icefire respawns on candlewax planet*
What just happened? Hmm....Oh well! *
turns and aims a jingle bomb at the weasel dude* It's a bird! It's a plane! It's REDWALL MUSICIAN!!! *
let's out a scream that would make a banshee cringe. the force of this scream knocks redwall musician right out of the air!
You can try to blow the ship up, but there's really no point because it was already destroyed... by the exploding rock that took out everything within a thousand light years. :)
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The mad scientist Dr. Morphis sat in his lunatic laboratory, cackling as he contemplated the fantastic fate that awaited all the things that harassed him. The object and cause of his confidence, having just been completed, laid on the desk in front of him.
"At last! After all these years, I will HAVE MY REVENGE!!!," he screamed for all the houseflies to hear. "They've always been against me, but this will show them! They will face the power of my UNIVERSAL METAMORPHOSIS GUN!"
Powering the weapon up, he eagerly looked over its galactic targeting screen to find sentient targets. With the recent destruction of Earth by an unknown force, there were very few of those, a fact that annoyed the Doctor to no end. He had wanted to get his revenge on everyone himself, and he didn't need someone else cutting into that.
Nevertheless, there were still some people on which he could avenge himself, and Morphis madly mashed the red button on his gun to automatically target and alter all lifeforms on radar.
After hitting "OK" to get through several intuitively-invented dialog boxes he had placed in his operating system, the Doctor pressed the yellow button... transforming all lifeforms in the galaxy, save for himself, into sentient balls of fur!!! Totally incapable of doing anything except receiving pain and comprehending their innate uselessness, they would be easy pickings for Dr. Morphis and his automated death robots, who were all bent on REVENGE.
REVENGE!!! BWAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAA!
Fortunately for the Weasels however, they had just used a highly advanced technology to blast themselves into another dimension right before the button was pressed, therefore avoiding it.
Meanwhile, back on the candlewax planet, better known as Candlewaxica V., also better known as That terribly dull planet; people went on with their daily lives of enjoying the wonders of candle wax. Suddenly they all started turning into balls of fur, one by one. Hiag, meanwhile, had found a strange box and had finally opened it to reveal a glowing orb with a button on it. He pressed it. It suddenly burst into a giant portal to anywhere in the known galaxy that the one who entered wanted to travel to. Deciding that he frankly could care less about the whole bloomin' planet he stepped through, and transported himself into an unoccupied room in the sleeping quarters section of one the Weasel star cruisers right before it went into that other dimension, therefore also avoiding the unpleasant fate that everyone else in the galaxy received.
The portal remained open for 5 more minutes before closing and then blowing up the planet.
(In other wordz, go through the portal before ye get metamorphozized! And ye cannae get ontae the Weasels' ztar cruizerz due tae it already bein' in another dimension.)
Icefire, who had been trying to sneak up on Hiag with a few sticks of dynamite, saw him make his discovery and quickly followed him through the portal (still holding the dynamite).
But somehow ended up inside of a wormhole, where she was perfectly safe from all bad things occuring in the universe or any other dimension.
*Matthias720 charges his lazer*
A black squirrel called Nightfire comes out from the tree like a shadow. She Shoots Matthias in the neck with her poison darts. Then she turns and stabs Galaxy in the chest with her dirk, and then whirls around and fires off her bow at Icefire, getting her right between the eyes. The Bloodwrath shines brightly in her eyes as she gives full vent to her war cry. "Yayalahoooooooooooo!!!"
Toime oat, mates!*everythin' zuddenly freezez*
There, that'z better!
Na',
Matthiaz720: Unlezz ye were zomeha' zomewhere where ye coaldnae be affected, yer a zentient baw o' fur; thuz unable tae
"charges his laser", az ye put it.
Lady Amber: Ach, zeveral problemz with yer pozt. Az with Matthiaz, unlezz ye were zomeha' zomewhere where ye coaldnae be affected, yer a zentient baw o' fur, thuz ye cannae:
Quote from: Lady Amber on July 28, 2011, 01:09:50 AM
A black squirrel called Nightfire comes out from the tree like a shadow. She Shoots Matthias in the neck with her poison darts. Then she turns and stabs Galaxy in the chest with her dirk, and then whirls around and fires off her bow at Icefire, getting her right between the eyes. The Bloodwrath shines brightly in her eyes as she gives full vent to her war cry. "Yayalahoooooooooooo!!!"
An' if Noightfire is another bein' an' nay yerself, zame problem.
Na' with tha' zaid,
Toime in!
*everythin' zuddenly unfreezez*
"I'm a creature of the Bloodwrath. I can do what I want." The mercenary squirrel remarks haughtily before ripping him limb from limb. "Besides, I am just very fast.
Quote from: Lady Amber on July 28, 2011, 01:55:41 AM
"I'm a creature of the Bloodwrath. I can do what I want."
Ye need tae give a better reazon than thiz tae justify yer poztz.
*zombiefied Matthias720 continues to charge his lazer*
Quote from: Matthias720 on July 28, 2011, 02:23:28 AM
*zombiefied Matthias720 continues to charge his lazer*
Ok, that'z juzt ztrange! :-\
Nightfire gives a wild yell, and her entire band of northland mercenary squirrels comes running, hacking at Galaxy and Matthias with their blades. "Yayalahoooooo!!!"
Deep in the heart of the Northern Galaxy Power Company superstructure, the manager was very upset.
"Three thousand years, and those rascals haven't paid their bills," he growled. "I'm tired of wasting money on this. It's time to do something about it."
Getting up from his desk, the manager went out to the plant management controls, and called over the Grand Plant Controller, or GPC.
"Disconnect all power to the Milky Way," he said, angrily. "It's been too long since they paid their bills and I'm sick of it."
"Right, sir," said the GPC. "Do you want a controlled shutdown, or just to take it down right now?"
"Take it down immediately. I don't have any regards for their environment. If they're upset they should have thought about that before they quit paying for power service."
Nodding, the GPC flicked a switch.
Though invisible to the GPC or the plant manager, the effects on the Milky Way galaxy were profound. Any ship that happened to be near the Milky Way would have briefly spotted an immediate anomaly as all the stars went up in a massive nova, leaving either a black hole or a dead rock where the suns had once been.
This also had a significant effect on the stellar objects formerly known as planets in the Milky Way. Any one that wasn't seared or destroyed by the exploding solar energies quickly became lifeless rocks from lack of solar heat, thus killing every one of the sentient balls of fur, and also the few genetic anomalies like Matthias, Nightfire, and the squirrels with her who had managed to previously somehow elude the mad Dr. Morphis' metamorphosis gun.
The galaxy once known as the Milky Way would become known as the Dark Zone -- a complete unlighted void, inhabited only by black holes, and clouds of rock and dust from the planets and asteroids that had been destroyed.
*Matthias720 fires his lazer at Lady Amber causing +9001 damage*
(http://media1.fxhome.com/preset-images/1899/preview.png)
Safely still abard the Weasel Star Cruiser, Hiag took a nap.
"Who says I was on a world in the Milky Way?" Nightfire asks casually as she zaps his head with a flaming chainsaw.
Far away in the cosmos sat Qwarq, an alien quantum-programmer. He had recently discovered something that could be a powerful asset for his people.
"Qwarn, Qwart," Qwarg said excitedly. "Look at this. I have found out how to overwrite existing space!"
Qwarg's colleagues gasped in awe. "Such a feat was thought to be impossible!"
"I know," said the technomancer. "But the theory works. With just a few alterations you can use it to create matter where there is none, destroy existing matter... oh, anything."
"Let's test it," said Qwarn.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, the boss has been getting onto us a lot lately about being late for work. See if you can overwrite the travel conduit from his house, so he won't be able to get here anytime soon either."
"Right," said Qwarq, typing madly into his cosmic keyboard.
Hitting the button to overwrite the conduit, however, created an unprecedented result, as Qwarq had forgotten to close the parentheses around his coding argument. With no limitations placed on the quantum-computer's functions, the entire universe was immediately overwritten with a random pattern of 0s and 1s, destroying everything in existence.
Meanwhile, the Weasels' ztar cruizerz pazzed by a ztrange floatin' ize cube. Hiag looked oat o' hiz window at it in awe.
*Matthias720 attacks HiaG's Starship with a keyswordtar*
(http://www.hrwiki.org/w/images/0/03/keyswordtar_in_action.PNG)
Props the the Brothers Chaps for coming up with such an awesome look weapon.
*Hiag watchez az another block o' ize floatz zlowly by*
*starts stabbing at HiaG's airlock*
Hiag watchez az Matthiaz720 getz hit with one o' the floatin' ize cubez and diez.
How can I die? I'm already a zombie?
*Matthias720 chops the ice block in half*
Quote from: Matthias720 on July 28, 2011, 05:19:03 PM
How can I die? I'm already a zombie?
*Matthias720 chops the ice block in half*
*The ize block becomez a blackhole which pulls him intae it, where he meetz other zombiez*
*Matthias720 and the other zombies break out of the black hole by chargin' their collective lazers*
*only tae be teleported roight in front o' a mummy*
The Great Stove Emperor Kentmoore of the Sixth Orb was at his command station aboard the United Stove Empire Command Ship, where commanders gave out their commands to the lesser stoves.
Kentmoore was tired of the system that the commanding stoves used to give commands. So he gave a command that commands should no longer be followed. The stoves following commands given by the commanding commanders suddenly found themselves equal to the former commanding commanders who were stoves.
With these things so well changed, Kentmoore did not command a feast of grilled cheese sandwiches. Instead, it happened randomly as a result of their foes the death-defying beavers' old stores, which appeared aboard the ship. So the formerly commanding commander stoves and the formerly command-following stoves collected the uncommanding sandwiches in an uncommanding manner and had a feast, which was not commanded.
And so Kentmoore became the Greatest Stove Emperor of the Sixth Orb, and went down in the Uncommanded History of the Formerly Commanding Commander Stoves.
And on another note, Kentmoore doesn't like mozzarella.
The collective lazers of all the zombies not only destroys the mummy, but vaporizes HiaG as well.
*unfortunately, a random wormhole suddenly appeared right in front of Hiag and the lazerz disappear into it, where they come out of another wormhole and vapourise aw o' the lazer gunz*
*Matthias720 deflects said lazer blast with a 'Cool story, bro'*
And suddenly, in the midst of all this chaos, the laser blast said, "Ye know what guys? I"m sick of this emdless zooming about stuff. Ye can go and boil your fat heads!" and with that it grabbed all of the laser guns and blew itself up, taking them with it.
*Takes two cream pies and throws them at HIAG*
:P
Hiag thought to himself, "Oh my! It appearz tha' two cream piez have splattered againzt the winda'."
ALL WHILE I SHOOT AT EVERYONE WITH A PUMPKIN CATAPULT FROM A DISTANCE!
I didn't become a zombie. I used my amazing pencil to draw me a portal, to a better and safer place, with a giant shield that will never brake.
*goes to magical washer on the planet* *jumps into washer*
Ha! Ha! Now I will go to parallel universe and take over the planets there! I will raise a army and make myself queen! All shall be ruled by Queen Musician!
*washer transports her to parallel universe*
*before she leaves, places a giant bomb (which will destroy the planet where the washer was) on planet*
*the people of that parallel universe shout*
All hail Queen Musician!
The Weasels, after viewing for some time this idiotic and totally unnecessary use of letters and writing symbols that they flew away into a completely different dimension that could never be reached by anyone else. Ever.
Meanwhile, Hiag decided to take a nap.
Nightfire shoots of her adder-poison darts from her blowpipe. They spray in a wide arc like they came from a machine gun, hitting everyone. All but the zombie mouse die in agony from the poison. She goes after the zombie and beheads him with her dirk, the bloodwrath gleaming in her eyes.
Deep in the heart of a distant galaxy, the Badger Lord Blutzorn, the badger that invented Bloodwrath, looked down from his command chair onto his realm below. He was not pleased.
"NIGHTFIRE," he roared, "Come to me."
Against her will the squirrel was pulled through a magic badger portal to face Blutzorn. She opened her mouth to speak, but the badger held up one massive paw, silencing her.
"I have observed your doings," his voice boomed, "And I am not impressed. When I invented the Bloodwrath, I intended it would help the cause of good, and that it would be used, sparingly, to empower the weak and overcome evil."
Stopping to glare at the squirrel, Blutzorn continued. "However, my cameras show me that you've called on Bloodwrath 512 TIMES IN THE PAST WEEK ALONE, more times than all of the others I've helped in the past, COMBINED."
The squirrel shifted, though whether from anger or sheepishness, no one could say. The badger went on.
"There is only so much of a supply of Bloodwrath available at any given time, and you are severely draining it. Due to your excessive use of this resource, I must declare that you are off the grid for the rest of this week!"
Scowling, the badger looked at the little creature in front of him, and then finished his speech.
"Do not vex me again or the penalty will be more severe. I, LORD BLUTZORN, INVENTOR OF THE BLOODWRATH, HAVE SPOKEN!"
With a blinding flash of light, the squirrel was teleported back to her previous location, but where her eyes once were tinged with red, they were now pearl white.
Also, the rest of the galaxies all turned into a massive lump of Swiss cheese, suffocating most of the lifeforms that had somehow survived the chaos of the past few days.
*sniff* NO!!!! THE CHEESE HAS BETRAYED US ALL!!!!!!!!!!
Then Nightfire sniggers, and her eyes turn red again. She had only been faking to fool that old buffoon of a badger, ant, or whatever his name was. She warps back and stands in front of his throne. "I shall now read you your rights."
"You have the right to be a fool.
Anything you say WILL be used against you."
"I shall now read you your charges."
"You are under arrest for Godmoding. You are under arrest for being a fat, overblown idiot. You are under arrest for attempting to monopolize Bloodwrath. You are under arrest for mingling with weasels. You are under arrest for impersonating the Inventor of the Bloodwrath." She snaps her fingers, and twin Slothunogs came out of nowhere and hauled him away. She suddenly grew to an enormous height, and sat on the command chair. "I AM THE TRUE INVENTOR OF THE BLOODWRATH!!!"
HiaG! Come here! "You are now under sentence of death for conspiring against me and my northern warriors! Die!"
The weasel suddenly explodes in a cloud of blood.
A ragged black-furred squirrel, her eyes glazed over, stumbled along a sidewalk on the planet Omicron Omega-Z, babbling incomprehensible words to herself, completely enchanted with the cruel vagaries of her imagination. The squirrel the universe once knew and feared as Nightfire had fallen, and hard.
Deep in the heart of a distant galaxy, the Badger Lord Blutzorn and his faithful hare attendant solemnly observed the goings-on from a high-definition surveillance monitor.
"Cutting her off from the Bloodwrath might have been rather harsh, milord," ventured the hare. "Look, she's suffering all kinds of hallucinations."
"I don't want to hear about her again," said the badger, sternly. "She must be brought to learn her lesson. And if she doesn't, well, it's better not to have such a volatile creature equipped with my patented Bloodwrath, anyway."
"Of course, milord," murmured the hare. "Still, it's a sad sight to see, wot wot!"
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Meanwhile, in a certain lunatic laboratory, unknown to Blutzorn, the weasels, and especially Nightfire, the Mad Dr. Morphis put the last bolt in place for his new invention... the DeathMachine 4000. As it was equipped with an invincible force field, an unstoppable death ray, and a miniature version of the metamorphosis device, Morphis expected nothing but the best from his new machine. The Doctor pushed the green power button, and stepped back in glee as his machine began to power on...
You guys do realize that Godmoding is not allowed right? James Gryphon, you of all people should know that. Quit Godmoding my character or I'll report you.
Quote from: Lady Amber on July 30, 2011, 01:45:58 AM
You guys do realize that Godmoding is not allowed right? James Gryphon, you of all people should know that. Quit Godmoding my character or I'll report you.
In the format of this story, where many different people have already died and/or met bloody, unpredictable fates at the hands of each other, usually without the original poster's consent, and often while completely ignoring the terms and conditions set by the previous poster, I'm pretty sure the Godmoding rule does not apply to this as it would a normal RP experience.
This game is about "defeating your "enemies" with creativity". It does not stipulate any terms or conditions, and for the most part, I think most people have played as though there were none -- you, me, and everybody else.
I might also point out that I have already devised some creative ways to destroy my enemies that I assumed the other players would find a tricky way to avoid, like with the original appearance of Dr. Morphis, and his gun which turned all lifeforms in the galaxy into balls of fur. HeadInTheGalaxy found a clever way to avoid that in his reply, by teleporting out just before it affected the galaxy. Your Nightfire, on the other hand, was immune to it just because she was immune to it. That doesn't strike me as fair play, though I ended up trying to incorporate it into my next post anyway by dismissing it as a "genetic anomaly".
Repeatedly killing everyone off, with the stipulation that the Bloodwrath is responsible, is fine, but if you do that you have to take your lumps as well -- or come up with a plausible excuse as to why they don't count. I've done it, Head's done it, and I don't see the cause for anger here.
If you're really that upset about it, and my post doesn't convince you, you can, of course, ask Lily, Musician, or an even higher mod's opinion on this, and of course what they say goes, but I don't see how what I've done is excessively unreasonable, given what the "Forum Fight" is all about. If this was the role-play forum, and nobody else had done it, then yes, but this is different.
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That said, back to the story. I request that if anything else be said OOC relating to this topic, that it be done by a responsible moderator like Lily (if necessary), and that if we need to continue this conversation, that it be carried out in PMs, where it won't mess up the atmosphere.
"I refuse to participate in the forum fight any longer." Nightfire turns around and leaves, going to join Lady Amber, Alenra, and Araiah in the roleplaying section. This is the last anyone ever hears from her in this thread.
Meanwhile, back on the Weasel starcruiser, Hiag woke back up. He looked out the window in awe again at a magnificent giant cheese grater that was floating lazily by.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hang on a second here. When I created this topic, my intention was for an almost food-fight like battle for fun; I never intended to have it turn into a story of any kind. It seems that the story-like element has turned this topic into a chaotic mess that has gotten out of hand. And while I am glad there was interest in this topic, I think I'm going to have to close it for a while. If you have any questions or concerns, please feel free to PM me.
Just to clarify, normal role-playing rules do not apply in the spam forum. Whatever happens in the spam forum, stays in the spam forum, so anything goes as long as everyone stays respectful of one another. :)