This is Round VI of Overlord's Orders. If you aren't familiar with the game, skim over the other rounds:
Round I (http://redwallabbey.com/forum/index.php?topic=722.0)
Round II (http://redwallabbey.com/forum/index.php?topic=888.0)
Round III (http://redwallabbey.com/forum/index.php?topic=948.0)
Round IV (http://redwallabbey.com/forum/index.php?topic=1088.0)
Round V (http://redwallabbey.com/forum/index.php?topic=1246.0)
The Updated Rules:QuoteThe Rules
We will have an overlord (or overlady), who will be all powerful and control the game.
Everyone else will be a servant of theirs to do his or her bidding, which will be a new assignment at the beginning of each round.
The game begins by the Overlord issuing a task, sending out their servants, and then summoning everyone before them and questioning them about whether they got the thing they wanted.
Any given round may have anywhere from a developing storyline and plot to pure and simple tasking. At times, the gamemaster (Overlord) may deviate from the general pattern and do something different at the end than just another task.
Example Round:
Let’s say the Overlord might have wanted a jeep to use.
Stage 1: Introduction
The Overlord sends out their servants on a task and they return, and the Overlord will question their servants and ask them why they failed to bring them the thing they wanted (which will invariable happen, no one ever succeeds).
Stage 2: Defenses
Players can then blame their failure on some random thing (like maybe an elephant destroying the jeep) or someone else in the game; anything to shrug themselves off from fault.
Everyone can then blame someone, themselves, keep silent, or introduce some sort of new feature that happened while acquiring the item (in this case, a jeep). Eventually, the Overlord will process the information and decide who failed, or might just get tired of the arguing and randomly select someone at random.
Stage 3: Punishment
The person chosen to have failed by the Overlord is then thrown out, vaporized, or something creative, by the Overlord’s orders. The idea is to not be this person, and to survive as long as possible.
Likely, the Overlord will be choosing the best defenses as survivors.
Inter-game rules: The winner of any round is given hostship of the next game. This can tie in with them going from servant to overlord, or it can be original.
General Guidelines:
Free roleplaying, or game spam, is fine. This means having yourself eat a banana, talk about the weather or river dance.
Whenever someone says something, it becomes fact. It is what happened. If someone says an elephant destroyed a jeep, then anyone calling that person a liar is for certain lying; the jeep was destroyed by an elephant. What's up for telling for someone else is, for example, who set the elephant on the jeep.
Godmoding pertaining to persons should be restricted to some extent, just try to keep things with at least a hand in plausibility. Powerplaying is allowed. However, it cannot affect players between tasks. For instance, you cannot have a servants contract a disease and be unable to speak, or even die. You can have them be sick during the task, but you cannot impede them during the Sessions before the Overlord.
Normally, the Gamemaster will have technology restricting servants to a base during the game to prevent physically roleplaying and keep the game focused on its purpose. Overlords can powerplay.
Also, you cannot use an excuse like being brainwashed or cloned during the task. You are you-and you are responsible for what you did wrong.
Remember to keep things civil, stay inside the board rules, keep all hands and legs inside the game until it comes to a complete stop.
If you have any questions, PM me and ask. If I can't answer it, someone else who plays this can.
Signup: Just post your name on the list.
1. DanielofRedwall
2. Trigoma
3. Mad Maudie
4. Bragoon
5. Redwall Musician
6. Matthias720
7. ToR
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Starting time?
You got it! ;D
Overlord's Orders is starting. Signups are closed.
Players:
1. DanielofRedwall
2. Trigoma
3. Mad Maudie
4. Bragoon
5. Redwall Musician
6. Matthias720
7. ToR
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The Overlady sat at one end of a large room, tapping her fingers on the table and thinking hard. She kicked a button near her foot to summon her seven trusted servants.
When they arrived, she stood up, and said, 'I want a bow tie to give to my friend for her birthday. Trigoma and DanielofRedwall, you can go to the shops and get me one. The rest of you, get me a silvertoothed ferret from Siberia. If any of you harms the ferret, I'll punish you, and you won't like it.'
Days later, the Overlady stood in that same room, facing her seven shamefaced servants. She was not pleased.
'I wanted you to get me a bowtie, not a goldfish!' she thundered. 'DanielofRedwall, you came in here and poured the goldfish water all over me. Trigoma, why did you get ten kilos of fish food? What am I going to do with it all?'
She looked at the other servants. 'I seem to remember asking you to get me a silvertoothed ferret from Siberia. Instead, Redwall Musician came back with a piece of moldy cheese, Mad Maudie came in emptyhanded, singing something about paper necklaces, and Matthias arrived dragging a lot of hula hoops! Bragoon brought me the ferret, but it was frightened and shivering. What did you do to it?' She looked down at the ferret, cowering in her pocket. 'And ToR, why did you come back leading a horde of plastic death-defying beavers? One of you is going to pay for this.'
"Overlady, I was tricked onto the wrong plane by Matthias. I arrived in Sicily. When I finally got to Siberia, I had been followed half way around the world by those plastic hordebeasts- I believe they're enchanted. I was not present to tell of any of the exploits underwent by my colleagues. The second I met up with them in Siberia, they were all for hastening back, since they had the ferret. I managed to protect it from being eaten by the plastic beavers, though."
"Your Majesty! I came back empty handed cause Bragoon, took the ferret from me and was scaring it he tied me up so i could not help the poor thing i am sorry your majesty! but he knocked me out and the next thing i new i was being called here" Mad Maudie said bowing low.
"It was simply my imposing demeanor, Your Majesty, in order to prevent my fellow, able, but admittedly sometimes blundering servants from failing the task and landing the poor ferret dead. It was already shivering because of Maudie's mistreatment. She put it in a wire cage with no covering or bedding for the bottom, and it's legs kept falling through into the icy, piranha-infested tank of water that she was keeping opened directly beneath the tank. It was afraid of my terrible wrath, but I attempted to reassure it that you were a much kinder and more gracious person than I, and that it would be very well treated, Milady. After knocking her out, for she was retaliating fiercely with her paper necklace weapons, I removed it from Maudie's care and placed it in the inner pocket of my warm peacoat, and then attempted to catch a ship back to your palace. But on my way to the ship that I had chartered, I was assaulted by Redwall Musician with a cheeseknife. I was able to fend her off by throwing my lunch at her, which was a piece of very fine Gouda cheese, which she immediately began to ravage with her cheeseknife. I barely escaped with my life, and the life of the ferret. The cheese must have molded on her way back to your palace. I cannot account for ToR's plastic beavers, nor for Matthias' hula hoops."
My master. It twas all Daniels fault. For you see, upon our arrival in the Bowtie shop, he got distracted by the owner of a booth side game stand. His prize, a beautiful goldfish with a life time supply of food! Well he just couldn't pass that one up. He entered into the game, and throwing a bean bag through a small hole (it, after all, was a bean bag game) and he was congratulated by the owner and took the fish as his prize. Being to lazy to carry the fish food, he asked me to do it. But we were to loaded up to get into the Bowtie store. And Daniel didnt want to leave "Bubbles" outside. So he suggested that we come back to the office and leave it all so we may return for the bowtie. As for why he dumped the water on you, that is beyond me.
"The Parana's were a gift for Your Majesty, and the reason i did not put anything at the bottom of the cage is cause Bragoon, took the piece of cardboard and the bed and threw them out of the plane he also gave me a paper necklace gun to defend the plane from some dragon he was mumbling about, and the lid for the piranha cage would not close!"
"I can easily explain the cheese. You see aliens were attacking me because they thought I knew some person named Happy Jones. And like all people know, when aliens attack, throw the CHEESE! I was throwing cheese at the UFO when Bragoon for no reason against me put a crab on my back. I was still running around trying to get it off when I saw Bragoon. I was screaming at him to take it off. Unfortunately, I still had a cheese knife in my hand and it appeared like I was attacking him.
"The moldy cheese was just something I found in my pocket when I got back here, Mi'lady."
Musician patted the crab that still clung to the back of her shirt. "I named him Bill."
"M'lady, ToR might be justified in his confusion. At the airport, he was unsure of which plane to get on. I told him if he wasn't sure, he should flip a coin, and get on the one that comes up. He took my suggestion, and inadvertently got on the wrong plane."
"As for returning with those hula hoops, ToR seemed to think that the hula hoops would ward off the plastic beavers, but he couldn't carry them and the beavers, so he asked me to carry them here from the airport. Now, I am not a person who likes to create strife and tension, so in an effort to maintain a dynamic and coherent team structure, I acquiesced and carried the hula hoops for him. If you have any questions about the hula hoop or beavers, ask ToR, because I had nothing to do with them, except for lugging them around for him."
"The ferret, to the best of my knowledge, was still on the plane when we disembarked at the airport. But after ToR asked for help, I lost track of it. My apologies for my failure, m'lady."
ToR finished off the plate of lasagna he had been eating. "The hula hoops did ware off the beavers. In fact, half of them melted. Quite an awkward display I'd say. Anyway, one of them turned out to be a real beaver and offered everyone a plate of lasagna, but we found out they were poisoned. But I managed to use the hula hoops to create a machine that purified the food, and the bodies of those who had eaten them. Granted none of us did, but saved the lives of three tourists all the same!"
Not totally neccessary OOC
OOC: Musician, I laughed heaps at this:"I can easily explain the cheese. You see aliens were attacking me because they thought I knew some person named Happy Jones. And like all people know, when aliens attack, throw the CHEESE!
"Oh great queen, my actions are simply explained, and might I say you'll find it wasn't all my fault. There were a few major parts to our journey which Trigoma
conveniently left out for his own sake.
"You see, we were on our way to the bowtie shop when I came across the fish competition. I thought nothing of it and got my money out to get ready to pay for the bowtie. When Trigoma noticed the money, he seemed to get a bit crazy. He tackled me to the ground and yelled at me to give him the money. I tried telling him it was for the bowtie, but it was quite hard to understand as he was chocking me. I managed to get him off and stand up. I was quite dizzy from the needless tackling, so as I tried to walk to the bowtie shop I walked in the direction of the competition by accident. I was nearly at the contest when I saw straight again. And, as before, Trigoma tackled me again. This time, I fell back and accidentally let go of the money. It landed in to the bowl which the competition runner was using as a way for the contestants to pay. Thinking I was paying to enter, the competition runner grabbed me by the arm and pulled me over.
"I tried to protest, but he put gaffer tape over my mouth and tied a rope around my chest to the railing. Trigoma was too busy looking dreamily at a shop which sold unicorn-related merchandise to notice I was in trouble (he ran off after his second tackle). Sensing the only way to get out of it was to throw, I threw at the hole. Although I tried to miss, the wind caught the beanbag and it went through. I won the fish.
Trigoma came back at this point. I told the man we wouldn't take the prize, but Trigoma seemed upset about this and said we would. He instantly named the fish Bubbles. I began to feel we were running out of time, so instead of wasting our precious time, I grabbed the fish bowl. My hands were full, so I got Trigoma to carry the food. See, it wasn't because I was "too lazy".
"As a way to try and get rid of the fish, I said we should put it somewhere. Trigoma suggested to office, so we put the fish there and got the bowtie. On the way back, I hoped Trigoma would have forgotten about the fish, but he started to make us get it. I said we should leave it, but he was so upset about the idea of leaving Bubbles behind he yelled at me, grabbed the bowtie and threw it in the bin. Of course I would have gone to fish it out, but at that precise moment the man came and emptied the bin.
"So, we came back to you without a bowtie and with an unnecessary goldfish. To put the icing on the cake, Trigoma threw a banana peel in front of me, which I tripped on and accidentally spilt the water all over you. I apologize for this, and I promise I'll clean it up. I'll leave it to Trigoma to apologize for his own actions."
Ah yes milady. DanielOfRedwall has left out one fact. For you see, it was when he took out the money and begin to place it in the hands of the bowtie shop owner, that i noticed a strange thing about the owner. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as the money started to slip from Daniels fingers. It was then i noticed, that the bowtie shop owner was indeed, a plastic death defying beaver! I had to save the money in anyway possible, even if it ment taking down my own beloved friend. I then tackled him, and forced him outside. It was then that he wandered over to the bowtie shop. Seeing the error in his judgment again, i continued to tackle him. But i watched as the money slipped from his grasp, and into the contestants bowl. This is when we pick up on us leaving the fish bowl.
To continue, we then headed back with a succesfully bought bowtie from the proper owner. It was then that Daniel got the bright idea of making a dramatic entering. I knew something could go wrong, but Daniel seemed delusional on making a good impression. So he handed me a banana peel, and said he would then slide on it, do a triple front flip, nose dive performing a 360 degree vertical slicer, and land on your desk with the fish and bowtie. Well as he told you, i did as he asked and "threw" the peel in front of him. It is plainly his fault that failed to do as planned. If it wasnt for his "bright" idea, you would not be wet.
'You all did dumb things. Bragoon, you should have controlled your temper. Also, don't put crabs on people. That's just mean. Trigoma, tackling your partner is a pretty stupid thing to do. And DanielofRedwall, there was no need for a dramatic entrance. That kind of thing is dangerous.'
The Overlady folded her arms. 'But I suppose you want to know which one of you is going to go. That one is.........Mad Maudie.
'I never asked for any piranhas. I don't like fish that eat people. And there was no need to put my ferret's cage right on top of the piranhas. You should have known better than to do that.'
She clicked her fingers, and Mad Maudie dematerialized.
'She'll materialize in some river somewhere. And you don't need to worry about her drowning, because she'll be a piranha.'
OOC: Remaining players:
1. ToR
2.Trigoma
3. Bragoon
4. Redwall Musician
5. DanielofRedwall
6. Matthias720
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BIC:
Later, the Overlady summoned her six remaining servants. 'This time, I need a somewhat smashed flying bulldozer to put on display in my Death-Defying Beaver museum. Go to the beaver HQ and get it. After you've done that, get a bottle of dishwashing liquid from the beavers' kitchen.'
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The Overlady waited for days. She waited for weeks. She waited for months.
Nearly a year later, the Overlady's servants arrived. The Overlady was furious with them.
'What took you so long?' she demanded. 'I think that eleven months is long enough for you to get what I asked for. Instead, Bragoon turns up with a tin of shoe polish, and insists that it tastes nice. Redwall Musician arrives wearing a beaver pelt. Trigoma, DanielofRedwall, and ToR come along hauling a giant Christmas tree, and with the report that Matthias720 has fallen in love with a beaver. Explain yourselves!'
ToR patted down his twigy beard.
"O'erlady, madam, I can report! We arrived at the Beaver HQ quite a few months ago, in a forest of giant trees. We were given a bulldozer free of charge, and told we would have to smash it by ourselves. Trigoma planted explosives, ignoring the word 'smashed' and blew it up. Angered, the beavers then teleported us all to different foreign worlds. Me, Trigoma and DanielofRedwall however met up only a week later, and formulated a plan to unite and return, knowing no matter what, we had to return to you. It took almost an entire year to find the other three, first Bragoon, now a very rich and successful shoe polish salesman, on Mars, where the residents enjoy it as a delicacy. Second, we found Matthias. We promptly left when a beaver warlordess showed up. We knew the beaver who re-teleport us all. Musician was a bloodthrity savage when we found her, having hunted over three thousand beavers. She was friendly though and cut down a Christmas tree for us. We all celebrated in the forest that night, telling each other our stories. I am unsure how Matthias arrived back here. However, right before we prepared to return to you, under my excellent planning, Trigoma betrayed us all in a great atrocity of the highest malovelence and minimized us. I built a ray that enlarged us. Big again, we returned here after about a year's absense."
Finished with his report, ToR began eating a plate of imperishable lasagna with egg rolls on the side.
OOC: I know it doesn't really matter much now, but last round Trigona did contradict me. I said I let go of the money after being tackled, he said I just gave him the money. Anyway...
BIC: "Trigoma certainly did make a terrible misjudgement when he blew up the bulldozer, but might I say it wasn't all his fault (although it mostly was). Trigoma really should learn sarcasm. Bragoon joked about blowing it up, but Trigoma obviously took him seriously." Daniel promptly started whistling an Armish tune which had been stuck in his head ever since the Beavers teleported him to an Armish town.
"M'lady, if I may interject. The reports of my infatuation with a beaver have been somewhat exaggerated. While I was with the beavers for a long time (about eight months), it was completely against my will. I was brainwashed with a neuro-toxin, leaving me open to the power of suggestion. I had no control over myself for most of my captivity. If it wasn't for the others, I would probably be there still. The strangest thing was, just before I was kidnapped, I thought I saw Bragoon conversing with a beaver, but I'm not sure. Everything from that time is fuzzy. Apologies for once again failing you m'lady."
"Milady, it really does taste good! But only after you've been stranded on a world made of shoe-polish for eighteen months with nothing to eat but the surprisingly nutritious planet itself. It was no joke at all, I suggested that we use the smallest of charges placed at strategic points along the hull of the bulldozer in order to batter it sufficiently, but not badly. But Trigoma took it much too far and used a very much larger charge than I had suggested, and doomed us all to our fates. I attempted to reason with the beavers before they teleported me, and talk them into providing me with another bulldozer the bring to you, My Queen, but they would not listen. When the beavers transported me to the shoe-polish planet, I was stuck there for eighteen months while I constructed a ship from the shoe-polish. When I had finally finished constructing my ship, I piloted it back towards Earth, but my ship was caught in Mars' gravity field, and my already weak ship was smashed on the surface of the planet. I decided to attempt to sell my services as a shoe-shiner to the local population, but all they wanted to do was to eat my supply, so I elected to sell them the remaining shoe-polish so that I could buy parts to build a ship strong enough to carry me back to the Beavers' headquarters so that I could retrieve another bulldozer. I had been there for two days and had just finished buying the parts for my ship when ToR and his compatriots found me. I concur with the rest of ToR's account, Mistress, but I would like to add that if I had not contributed some of the parts that I had purchased from the Martians, it would have taken us much longer to construct the enlarging ray."
OOC: Correction Daniel, I said "But i watched as the money slipped from his grasp". Therefore it was still in your possession. I never took the money.
BIC: Ah yes milady, sarcasm is a cruel thing for sure. But is it my fault that I did not fully understand his plan? When he said to place small "charges", he did not clarify "how many" charges to lay down. If it was not for a glitched plan, there would be a bulldozer to this very day, and we would not have been gone for so long.
As for me "betraying" the group. It was on there foolish alliance they made with a crazed Redwall Musician. Musician had rigged the Christmas Tree with some sort of pine smelling confusion aroma. It caused me to temporarily loose control of all consciousness, and made me go crazy. It was then that I used my strong mental powers to pull myself together, and lead us all back safely to this office, with a special gift for you. This Christmas Tree!
OCC: Great, now I'm a savage hunter person.
"You can plainly tell that Trigoma has never been in the wilderness that long. The aroma he smelled was none other the the natural perfume from my friend, Scotty the Skunk! Being around such smells for so long, I didn't realized that it smelled that bad." Musician sniffed the air. "I think you have rats somewhere nearby. I can smell something. I would be able to smell better if it wasn't for all that soap." Everyone had agreed that Musician had to get cleaned up. So she had used two bottles of soap.
OOC: Yes, Trig, but you said I paid straight up. "he took out the money and begin to place it in the hands of the bowtie shop owner". I said I accidentally let go of the money and it landed in his pay owl thing.
BIC: "The disappearance of the washing liquid is pretty much all Matthias' fault. I don't know by he did it, but just before Trigoma blew up the bulldozer, he threw the bottle of liquid threw the window and in to the driver's seat. It blew up with the bulldozer. We managed to save a sample, but Musician used it as toothpaste after we told we to clean up."
OOC: You never gave the money to the owner, it fell in the Bowl so you could win the gold fish. "But i watched as the money slipped from his grasp, and into the contestants bowl."
OOC: Sorry, I misread a sentence in your first paragraph. Sorry.
'Alright, alright. You can stop your pathetic excuses now.
'Matthias720, when I hired you and your colleagues, I hired you all because your brains could not be washed. I think I was less thorough when doing the tests for you, Matthias.
'In case you have any trouble later on, drink this. It's anti-brainwashing potion.' The Overlady tossed him a small bottle.
'Now for the rest of you. Trigoma, if you have trouble understanding people, ask them what you want to know. You were extremely foolish.'
The Overlady pulled a small bomb from her pocket. She lit the fuse, and tossed it out the door. Then she said 'Fetch!'
Trigoma ran out the door to get the bomb. He didn't come back.
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OOC: Remaining players:
1. Redwall Musician
2. ToR
3. DanielofRedwall
4. Matthias720
5. Bragoon
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The Overlady's Death-Defying Beaver museum was nearly finished. She had finally found a battered flying bulldozer to use as the centrepiece, and the only thing she needed now was a real death-defying beaver to hand out brochures.
'Go to the beaver HQ and tell a beaver named Kogle that the Overlady says he can have one of her special egg roll packages if he comes over here to hand out brochures for a week.' said the Overlady to her five servants.
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Two weeks later, the Overlady surveyed the ruins of the death-defying beaver museum that she had worked so hard to put together. Kogle the beaver had fled long ago, clutching his salary of egg rolls.
She turned to her nervous servants. 'How did you manage to blow up my death-defying beaver museum?' she yelled. 'And why did you come home leading the whole beaver horde? Spit it out!'
Clutching an ice pack to the back of his head and with his peacoat in tatters, Bragoon explained. "Milady, we left your fortress promptly and arrived in the Beavers' domain in record time, in an attempt to reconcile ourselves to Your Majesty. Upon our arrival, I found Kogle and delivered your offer to him. He agreed, and as I turned to lead him back to your fortress, the Beaver Chieftainess leaped down from a flying bulldozer that was passing above me and hit me on the back of my head, knocking me out for a few seconds. My fellow servants fled, pulling Kogle behind them. The Beaver Chieftainess retrieved her personal flying bulldozer, tied me, stunned, to a long lead on the back of her bulldozer, and lead a charge after the other servants. I saw the pursuit as I dragged along the ground behind her. I blacked out just as we came in sight of the fortress, and I didn't wake up until the Beavers had departed, and I was untied outside your fortress."
"Overlady, the Beaver Chieftainess hates egg rolls. Bragoon and Kogle were heading back, as he said, when she arrived. Her army of 200 beavers pursued us all the way to the fortress. It was admirable how well we five, minus Bragoon, blacked out, preformed. When we arrived at the fortress, a mysterious green portal opened up and sucked all the beavers and some trees into it. They all vanished, minus Kogle who was stealing some egg rolls before running off. Matthias woke up at that point, somehow managing to sleep, and pleased that the museum was still intact, blew a sigh of relief. But he had a sort of mineral in his mouth that caused the museum to explode! Bragoon had given him gum with the mineral just after we departed to go to the Beaver HQ."
"M'lady, I most once again claim innocence in this terrible failure. The mission started fine, with no hiccups. As we approached the beaver's domain, Bragoon offered to give me a piece of gum. He said it was new, and when you chew it, the gum would spark. I thought this was pretty cool, so I accepted his offer."
"Things continued to go well. We made contact, and were almost home free, when were attacked. I was prepared to fight, but Daniel, in his haste to escape the beaver Chieftainess, knocked me over the head with a baseball bat. I passed out, missing most of the action, not waking until the end."
"As I looked around after I came to, I was satisfied that despite my absence, things didn't look terrible. When I sighed, the gum Bragoon had given me accidentally dropped from my mouth. As it hit the floor, it sparked, igniting the entire museum on fire! The flames quickly reached one of the bulldozers on display, and as you know, those bulldozers run on a highly combustible solid-state fuel. All it needs is a small spark to set it off. So it's no surprise that a huge fire engulfing the bulldozer would set off the fuel. The explosion destroyed the whole museum, leveling it within seconds. I ran out as quickly as possible, heading for the nearest pay phone, so I could call the fire department. I would have used my cell phone, but it wasn't in my pocket after I woke up. By the time I had finished calling the fire department, Musician was running up to me, saying something about the rest of team already being back at the fortress waiting for me. I hurried back as soon as possible, stopping only once to buy a newspaper with the headline "Museum Mauled by Fanned Flames". If you wish to read it, here it is, m'lady"
Daniel cleared his throat and said "Your majesty, I did not hit Matthias with the baseball bat on purpose. No, far from it. In fact, it wasn't really my fault at all, but rather Redwall Musician's. You see, I armed myself with the baseball bat so I could fight the beavers with it. However, Musician randomly ran up to me and gave me a hug. She then looked angry at me, and pushed me backwards. I fell and accidentally hit Matthias while falling back. Ask Musician to explain her actions."
"Well, I'm not usually one to give hugs, now am I," Musician started, "And I didn't mean to give Daniel a hug, either. You see, ToR threw some random nasty thing at me. It got all over my hand. So I was running over to Daniel to wipe my hand on his shirt. Knowing he hated getting dirty, I pretended it was a hug. Then I stood back and whatever was on my hand was starting to glow. I pushed Daniel away from me because I got scared. I have no idea what the stuff ToR threw at me was, nor why he threw it at me."
"Musician was sneaking up on me, with good reason, having spotted a half-invisible beaver behind me. Bragoon gave me some gum too, but it started sticking to my hand and melted away the wrapper. I threw it off and it hit Musician. I later gave her a device that would safely eradicate it from her. It worked well. But her reasons for fear of injury were much less than mine, with my hand nearly being burned off."
"Milady, both accidents with the gum were simple mistakes. I have been chewing the sparking gum for some time now, and I thought ToR and Matthias would enjoy it as well. I couldn't have known that ToR's gum would have malfunctioned."
The Overlady ate a banana. '(sigh) Why do I have to have such stupid servants?'
She thought for a minute, and then said, 'Look, you did your best. But I don't know if I can trust you with serious missions anymore.'
She clicked her fingers, and Redwall Musician walked forward. She couldn't help herself.
The Overlady pressed a hidden button on her desk, and Redwall Musician turned green and disappeared.
OOC: Remaining players:
1. Bragoon
2. ToR
3. DanielofRedwall
4. Matthias720
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Later, the Overlady summoned her servants. She was in a bad mood.
'Since I don't trust you with serious missions anymore, your job is to go to the corner shop and get eggs.'
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Later that day, the Overlady stood in front of her servants, who all had some kind of bandage on them. She spoke:
'Bragoon, why did you come back with a ton of bricks? And ToR, the bookcase that you got was not necessary. DanielofRedwall brought the eggs...splattered on his shirt. And Matthias came back driving a huge truck full of strawberry jam! I want explanations, and I want them now.'
"Well, my queen, we walked down to the corner shop, chatting about whatever. As we arrived, we found that there were in fact several corner shops! We decided we would each walk in to a seperate store to find the one selling the eggs and, if they all did, which ones had the cheapest price per egg.
"Well, I walked in and looked at the price of eggs. I opened them and turned them over in my hand to make sure they were all the best quality and weren't already cracked.
"I walked outside to the place we arranged to meet. We all met up and exchanged the prices. My store was the cheapest, so we got the eggs from my shop. For some reason, the others were all desperate to go back in to their shops, not sure why.
"Well, I bought the eggs and went back to our meeting spot. I was the first there, which was strange as I had to walk the furthest. Bragoon came next, then Matthias, who arrived in the truck and told us he'd give us a lift back. I found out later he had in fact hijacked the vehicle. Next came ToR, who was pulling a very expensive Smith & Johnson bookcase made of very high quality wood. It was treated to the best quality oils and resins and held together with the strongest quality superglue. You might of thought it costed over $9000, but NO! IT WAS ONLY $3540!*
Of course, we tried to get him to get rid of the bookcase, but he refused of course. Next thing you know, Bragoon threw a ton of bricks at it in anger. It fell back, hit the eggs I was carrying in and they splattered all over my shirt. I ran back to the shop to buy some more eggs, but all the corner shops had closed down by the time I arrived. I do not know what went on in my absence, but Matthias had Bragoon, ToR and his bookcase in the back of his truck with his strawberry jam. He was also cackling insanely. Well, I climbed in the back with the others and here we are!"
Daniel then started eating some of the shoe polish Bragoon had given him.
*Only at selected stores. Terms and conditions apply. See in store for details.
"Overlady, the bookcase is related to a very different issue. I am unsure why Matthias stole a vehicle. To be sure, me and Daniel are really the one ones who cared about your mission. In my shop, the beavers had invaded and ransacked the place. I was fighting off them from the customers, figuring it was the best thing to do. I had to go to the meeting place in service to you, but I soon rushed back, not to buy eggs, as Daniel's store had cheaper ones. The bookcase was a gift from the manager, for saving all their lives. Bragoon smashed it up very terribly. I tried to explain it was filled with gold books too, and it was a gift for you, as I believe you wanted such a thing, or at least I could offer it. It had a lot of sentimental value too. However, the idiot, who had assisted Matthias, and in fact talked him into, hijacking the vehicle. Stealing it prevented three beaver-attacked customers from not being sucked into a portal. It was not a good day in town.
"Of course, Daniel got splattered with eggs because of these actions. Also, the bookcase didn't slow me down much, so it wasn't a problem- at least compared to Bragoon slowing Daniel from reaching any store in time. The bookcase is just trash now. But that is not important, compared to the failure of completing your mission."
Matthias720 looked first from Daniel, then to ToR and Bragoon. An insane glint in his eye showed the instability he was experiencing internally. As he opened his mouth to speak, he suddenly sneezed, dislodging a small electronic device from the interior of his nose.
"Wha...? What's going on. Why am I back here? Aren't we supposed to be fetching eggs?"
As he spoke, he noticed the small device on the floor. He bent down, picked it up, and examined the device thoroughly.
He looked up and spoke to the overlady. "M'lady, I apologize for any poor behavior on my part. It seems that things are in a terrible shambles, and it is indirectly my fault."
"I was speaking with Bragoon just before you gave us our mission. I mentioned that I had a really bad cold, and I wasn't sure if I would be well enough for this mission. He told me not to worry about it, and handed me this device, telling me that it would help me feel better. I assumed he meant that it was a cold remedy, but upon inspecting it just now, the device has a small label on it stating that it was made by BLT Corporation. BLT, as in, Beaver Limited Tech Corporation. This is undoubtedly a nano-genetic mind alteration device. My guess is that this device was part of a beaver plot to control us, your loyal servants, and to use us to get to you. It would be prudent to scan Bragoon, seeing as he was the one who gave the device to me, and see if he has a device implanted in his nose as well. If he does, he's a victim like me. If he doesn't, he's a traitor. Of course, I leave the final choice and details up to you m'lady."
With that, Matthias720 stepped back, and he gazed silently at the floor.
*To be re-written ASAP
OOC: *To be edited once the others have edited their posts*
OOC: Brainwashing, sleep-walking ect. was outlawed starting in the last round. It's even in the rules posted in this topic.
OOC: Ah yes, I see it now. I went to check before I posted, but I only skimmed and missed it. I'll edit my post as soon as I can, but I don't think I'll be able to until Monday.
OOC: I too, missed that in the rules. I assumed it was copied from the previous round. Oh my, I seem to have made a proper mess of things. ><
OOC: I'm really sorry for the delay guys, but I think I need to drop out. I've got some stuff coming up in the next few weeks, and I think I won't have time to put real effort into it. Tiria, if you want to just say "Your excuse stinks, no soup for you!" that might be best.
When is the next one? Who's doing it?
OOC: I don't know who's doing the next one yet, but when this one finishes, you can sign up for the next one.
K, but it's been a long time since it was played! :-\
OOC: Yeah, I'm getting it started again in 3 ... 2 ... 1 ...
ANNOUNCEMENT
Since this kind of petered out, I'll start this round again. I sent a PM to those of you who will be playing again.
I hope we can finish this.
~The Overlady\
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[copied from my first post in this round]
Later, the Overlady summoned her servants. She was in a bad mood.
'Since I don't trust you with serious missions anymore, your job is to go to the corner shop and get eggs.'
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Later that day, the Overlady stood in front of her servants, who all had some kind of bandage on them. She spoke:
ToR, the bookcase that you got was not necessary. DanielofRedwall brought the eggs...splattered on his shirt. And Matthias came back driving a huge truck full of strawberry jam! I want explanations, and I want them now.'
OOC: I assume, as this explanation doesn't mention brainwashing, it would be okay for me to just paste it here again as my excuse. If you wan a new one, Tiria, just let me know.
"Well, my queen, we walked down to the corner shop, chatting about whatever. As we arrived, we found that there were in fact several corner shops! We decided we would each walk in to a seperate store to find the one selling the eggs and, if they all did, which ones had the cheapest price per egg.
"Well, I walked in and looked at the price of eggs. I opened them and turned them over in my hand to make sure they were all the best quality and weren't already cracked.
"I walked outside to the place we arranged to meet. We all met up and exchanged the prices. My store was the cheapest, so we got the eggs from my shop. For some reason, the others were all desperate to go back in to their shops, not sure why.
"Well, I bought the eggs and went back to our meeting spot. I was the first there, which was strange as I had to walk the furthest. Bragoon came next, then Matthias, who arrived in the truck and told us he'd give us a lift back. I found out later he had in fact hijacked the vehicle. Next came ToR, who had a very expensive book case with him.
Of course, we tried to get him to get rid of the bookcase, but he refused of course. Next thing you know, Bragoon threw a ton of bricks at it in anger. It fell back, hit the eggs I was carrying in and they splattered all over my shirt. I ran back to the shop to buy some more eggs, but all the corner shops had closed down by the time I arrived. I do not know what went on in my absence, but Matthias had Bragoon, ToR and his bookcase in the back of his truck with his strawberry jam. He was also cackling insanely. Well, I climbed in the back with the others and here we are!"
OOC: I too, will repost, from mine after Daniel's.
"Overlady, the bookcase is related to a very different issue. I am unsure why Matthias stole a vehicle. To be sure, me and Daniel are really the one ones who cared about your mission. In my shop, the beavers had invaded and ransacked the place. I was fighting off them from the customers, figuring it was the best thing to do. I had to go to the meeting place in service to you, but I soon rushed back, not to buy eggs, as Daniel's store had cheaper ones. The bookcase was a gift from the manager, for saving all their lives. Bragoon smashed it up very terribly. I tried to explain it was filled with gold books too, and it was a gift for you, as I believe you wanted such a thing, or at least I could offer it. It had a lot of sentimental value too. However, Bragoon, who had assisted Matthias, and in fact talked him into, hijacking the vehicle, destroyed that plan.
"Of course, Daniel got splattered with eggs because of these actions. Also, the bookcase didn't slow me down at all, so it wasn't a problem- at least compared to Bragoon slowing Daniel from reaching any store in time. The bookcase is just trash now. But that is not important, compared to the failure of completing your mission."
When is someone going to finish this ~just wondering~ I've been waiting for forever.
Woooooohoohoooow!mathias stole a vehical lol!!!!
@winifred: Soon. Things are planned.
Also, please no one spam this thread. Once the round is completed in the coming days than non-game posts are okay
Okay, this round will be starting again with new stuff. ToR said he won't be playing, so that just leaves Matthias and Daniel.
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The Overlady looked at her two remaining servants. 'For your last quest, you will be guarding my prize dandelion plants for a week. But you're lucky. To help you, I'm giving Matthias a magic icecream cone with which to shoot his enemies, and Daniel gets a jetski that goes on land. Use them well.' She handed out the magic objects. 'I'm going on holiday, and when I come back, I expect to see those dandelions without a scratch.' Then the Overlady stepped into her private jet and was gone.
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One week later, the Overlady was back. She stared at the disaster which was her garden. 'What happened?' she demanded. 'I expected you to do better! I even gave you stuff to help you! So why are all my dandelions smushed into the ground? And why are there pieces of metal scattered all over the place?'
She snapped her fingers. 'Explanations. Now.'
OOC: I'm going offline now through Sunday, so I won't be able to post until then.
OOC: I assume "ToR" refers to me as you said ToR had pulled out.
BIC: "My Lady," began Daniel. "Matthias, if he is honest, should take all the blame. We were sitting and guarding the flowers, playing endless games of eye-spy, when it was my turn. Looking around, I saw an endless wave of beavers coming to attack us! I yelled 'Beavers!', but Matthias, who thought we were still playing eye-spy, said 'No, you're only supposed to say the first letter!'
Anyway, the beavers attacked, and I fought as bravely as I could with the jet ski. I got rid of many of the beavers. Matthias did practically nothing and, when the beavers escaped, he grabbed one, ripped its ray gun out of its paws, broke it in to pieces and sprinkled these pieces all over the flowers. Next, he jumped all over them. I'm not sure why he acted the way he did, but it certainly didn't help our mission."
"M'lady, do not listen to his words. Please allow me to explain how things really happened."
"While it is true that we were attacked while playing eye-spy, I was distracted from the game by attempting to remove some slugs from your prize dandelions, when the beavers attacked. If Daniel had communicated a bit more clearly, I could done more to help. However, by the time I noticed that we were being attacked, it was too late. A beaver had quietly crept up behind me and stolen the magic ice cream cone out of my back pocket and used the cone's ice cream headache ray on me. While I has fighting off the brain freeze, another beaver used a plasticification ray to turn your prize dandelions into cheap, fake flowers. Fortunately, I knew that the interior shell of the beavers' ray guns are made out of corbomite, which counteracts the effect of the plastic ray. I grabbed a ray gun of the nearest beaver, and proceeded to attempt to undo the damage, which coincidentally meant infusing the corbomite into the plastic flowers by jumping on them repeatedly. But before I could finish undoing the damage, Daniel drove into the flower bed on his jet ski, crushing them beyond repair."
"I wish to apologize for the damage to your dandelions. I trust your judgement in this matter, m'lady."
The Overlady listened to the servants' excuses, then made her decision.
'This round's winner is...Matthias, because he actually read up about beaver weapons. I will overlook the fact that my dandelions are destroyed because you actually tried to do something about it.'
She moved back and pressed a button in the wall. A hole opened up in the ground under Daniel and he fell into it.
The Overlady then turned and walked out the door. She was never seen again.
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THE END.
And congratulations to Matthias on the win. Per adopted rules, this means Round VII will be his to host by default.
And thank you to Tiria for the round, even if I didn't finish it out.
But that was to be fair, because there will be a special round of Overlord's Orders with sign-ups in a week. This will be holiday-themed and last about as long as rounds tend to, a month. And I'm going to have a lot of fun doing it with all I have planned.
Congrats Matthias, and nice round Tiria. :)
Ooooh, special round! Looking forward to it. :)
Thanks, guys. It was really fun.
'Twas most enjoyable. Good effort on your part, Daniel. ;)