Overlord's Orders VII

[psybox]

OOC: no contradictions allowed, if i said a zombie trap was made the same was as an ordinary trap, then a zombie trap is made the same way as an ordinary trap.  Fix your post.

[Tam and Martin]

OOC: I don't thin it's a contradiction but I'll change it anyway. I also said first that they were dead and couldn't be captured just like humans.

[psybox]

OOC: i don't remember that being there when i posted, and your post was edited the day after my post, so...

[Tam and Martin]

OOC:This is hard I don't want to contradict anyones post but I need to find someway to change it...but....Ugh I need help I hope Matthias720 doesn't decide on the loser of the game yet until I fix it.

[Matthias720]

OOC: Don't worry. I'm giving you guys another four or five days to post.

[Tam and Martin]

OOC: Okay thanks I'm really trying to find a way to sort this out.

[Matthias720]

OOC:You guys have one more day to post before I wrap up this round.

[Matthias720]

OOC: I have to bump this forward another day, as I have been swamped with homework. I promise that I'll wrap up this round tomorrow, though.

[Matthias720]

With a rage-fueled growl, the Overlord cut the argument short. "That will be quite enough of that. Your incompetence continuously reaches new depths, but one of you has gone further still. Psybox, you seem to be the instigator of this fiasco, and as such you will be equivalently compensated. Behold."

With a snap of his claws, the Overlord summoned in a retinue of stoats carrying a box on poles, with a single hole in the side. The box was placed on the ground and opened to reveal a pair of manacles on chains. The Overlord nodded towards psybox, and the unfortunate vermin was dragged forcefully to the box and chained within. As the lid closed, psybox's head poked out from the hole in the side, looking quite miserable.

Turning to his remain lackeys, the Overlord spoke. "You see what happens to those who fail me repeatedly. Psybox is to remain inside this box until I decide otherwise. Maybe the misery of a former comrade will spur you onto better results in your missions. And speaking of missions, I have another one for you."

"One and a half days journey to the east is a small camp I use during the summer season. I will be traveling there soon to spend the coming days in comfort. I want you to go and clean the camp for my arrival. Make sure the tents are repaired, that there is a good amount of firewood, and that the kitchen tent is stocked with prime vittles. Do all this, and you might be rewarded. Fail me.... Well, let's just say you don't want to fail me. Dismissed."
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SIX DAYS LATER
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"The camp is ruined! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?! I want an explanation for all this! Why are the tents shredded? Why is the firewood damp? And who dumped the vittles into the mud? Which one of you numbskulls is responsible? WELL?!"

[Leatho Shellhound]

"My lord,I was working and cleaning. But then Tam told Romsca to do the storm dance, which she did. It brought down rain that you've never seen! It made the firewood damp! Hail came down and shredded the tents! Wind blew and dumped the food every where!!!"

[Tam and Martin]

Yes Overlord I tlod Romsca to do the storm dance but I told her to do it only in South Mossflower woods because a horde of Brownrats were going to try to attack us. She then said that she was going to do it here and I told her no but she still did.

[Romsca]

"But I saw the Brownrats coming, and they said, as they were coming towards us, that Leatho had told them to attack Tam and I."

[Leatho Shellhound]

I told them to attack so that the hares of the long patrol wouldn't destroy the camp.

[Tam and Martin]

Yes, then the Brownrats and The Long Patrol charged at Romsca and I and Leatho kept yelling "Kill them Cut them down Destroy them!"

[Matthias720]

OOC: Because we're down to the last three players, I'm waiting until each of you has posted three times before ending the round.