Serin
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Post by Serin on May 8, 2009 21:27:05 GMT -5
AS the prinny day began, a sudden explosion rocked the shacks, wind blowing away from the center pit of their small town. Tipo looked around the corner, an exploded prinny laying in the center of the 'town'. Other prinnies begin to move closer to the hapless victim, when another slams down atop of him, blowing some prinnies back.*
*A piece of paper would float from the charred prinny's fin, floating over to Neebus. On it, in familiar handwriting, was a note.*
YOU, NOW!
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Post by Kristal Rose on May 8, 2009 22:43:03 GMT -5
Finishes digging up a 4x4' stone hatch cover and after considerable work, manages to pry it open, revealing very steep stairs which go down farther than can be seen.
Attempts some sonar soundings but can't figure out much of anything, as multiple stair steps are obscuring any solid echo return.
OOC: Didn't see that last post till now.
"Who?"
"Hey, guys, are all going to hang around and get blown up, or what?"
Grabs duffel and heads down stairs.
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Post by Nixie on May 8, 2009 23:54:39 GMT -5
OOC: Okay, really confused. Where is this going? Are we randomly following Kristal's prinny down a random hole in the ground for no apparent reason, or did we just get a message that doesn't actually say anything important, or did you expect someone else to come up with what the message said?
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Post by Kristal Rose on May 9, 2009 2:32:43 GMT -5
OOC: I looked back and forth between hole and castle, suggesting it was likely a secret passage to the castle. If Serin wishes to add things we find down there, or have it actually lead elsewhere, fine. It also appears that a message has arrived, I'm guessing from some nearly omnipotent NPC Prinnie overlord, attempting to give me instructions. I sure hope not though, because that seems like a miserable way to play an RPG.
BIC: "I can't see a friggen thing down here." Half closes hatch. Cautiously proceeds down steep stairs, counting along the way "ninehundred-fortyseven.. ninehundred-fortyeight.."
~At least they aren't so steep now.~
A brief platform exists between past stairs and stairs continuing further down, with a staircase coming in from the side, illuminated by a sliver of sunlight.
Muffled explosion sounds continue.
Neebus takes a break at the platform, plays some Wagner at low volume. Begins brewing some coffee. Notices uninterpretable runes carved in the granite by light of the stove, presumably having a role like street street signs or trail markers for the stairwells. Rolls back onto shoulders and proceeds wih yoga stretches while waitng for water to boil. Makes entry in journal.
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Post by Nixie on May 9, 2009 2:53:02 GMT -5
OOC: Um... the entire point of a prinny's existence is servitude. They have to earn enough money to pay for their sins and be reborn as something else.
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Post by Kristal Rose on May 9, 2009 4:08:07 GMT -5
OOC: Yeah?, well then, Viva la Revolucion! This Prinny is on strike.
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Serin
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Post by Serin on May 9, 2009 7:40:21 GMT -5
OOC: The note came from where the prinnies were launched, most likely Arcturus.
I thought I posted a link explaining the whole Prinny thing, about how they have to pay for their reincarnation through servitude. Let me check that again.
Hey, if you want to go on strike, so be it. Just don't complain when you get used as a golf ball.
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*Tipo watches Neebus walk off after looking at the note, walking over to it* Umm...anyone going to get this? *He pointed to the note, as if it was an invitation to disaster* I think Neebus just ran off, dood.
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Post by Tenjen on May 9, 2009 9:46:27 GMT -5
>Cloud of dust, a forming a line, closes in from the distance<
>Gets closer<
*Neko-Prinny rolls in, slowing down as he gets near*
"MeoW Delivery for one Kwee, Shovel polishing and maintance equipment"
"I am also here, *pulls out another note*, on a tranfer to this group MeoW. My demon lord moved me after his daughter decided to use my last group in a life size ping pong table MeoW."
*notices explody bits*
"o nuts MeoW.."
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Post by Kristal Rose on May 9, 2009 9:53:54 GMT -5
OOC: I did read the intro. It just doesn't make much sense to me to have an RPG if some higher force is going to issue orders (not that that doesn't happen in a sense anyhow depending on what options the GM makes available, although at least then the illusion of free-choice exists as players are covertly shepherded into following a game agenda finding other options do not exist).
"Well, it looks like no one else is coming."
Makes one last attempt at interpreting runes, sketches them, pours last of coffee in thermos, and heads down stairs as before.
"threethousand-fourhundred-twentysix.. threethousand-fourhundred-twentyseven.."
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Post by Tenjen on May 10, 2009 6:00:20 GMT -5
Rolls over to Tipo.
"AH! A delivery! Meow!"
"I'am a delivery Prinny! *takes note* Plus it will get me away from these explosions.."
"o wait. Iam new here, where should i deliver this note?"
>Nekoprinny has misunderstood the relevance of the note, having just arrived<
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Serin
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Post by Serin on May 10, 2009 9:53:17 GMT -5
*Tipo looks at the prinny, his beak turned up in a smile* Well, looks like you'll be meeting the boss soon, Dood! Best of luck! *The prinny pats him on the back with a flipper, pointing him towards a door* In there, up the stairs...I think, dood. I haven't went up there in a while.
----------------------------------- OOC: The free will was in how the squad dealt with situations given, or it is supposed to be that way. Honestly, I really don't feel like chasing your character down, so I may just have the Overlord send some zombies to bring you back, let the young overlord test his swing.
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Post by Kristal Rose on May 10, 2009 21:10:32 GMT -5
OOC: I kind of presumed we were seiging the castle. Maybe I'll meet y'all there.
Fourthousand twohundred twentythree.. Fourthousand twohundred twentyfour.. (walked by a couple of other side passages)
Ah, I feel a platform, walk slowly, and ah yes, a door. Wonder what became of the others. Maybe I'll have to do a rescue mission.
Eats a fish wrapped in newsprint.
No light through the keyhole. No noise.
Time for some some ultrasound etching, cut through these hinges. Hmm, half an inch thick. This could take half an hour.
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Post by Kristal Rose on May 11, 2009 2:32:43 GMT -5
Huh, wonder they went.
*Slugs some coffee.*
I should be about through now. Same with the top hinge. A pry from my umbrella should do it. I'll leave that for now, see what on earth happened to them. At least we've got a quick escape, or problem perhaps, once I find them.
Four thousand twohundred twentyfour.. twentythree.. twentytwo..
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Post by Tenjen on May 11, 2009 5:14:44 GMT -5
*Nekop looks at the stairs*
"oh damn... meow"
Tentively starts to climb the stairs on his wheeled pegs*
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Serin
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Post by Serin on May 11, 2009 10:20:55 GMT -5
*Time passes, and Neko reaches the very top of the stairs. As he stands before a large, iron doorway, metal hinges creak as the door moves on it's own. A young voice from inside calls* Come in. I'm just working on my technique.
*As the door opened further, Neko would see a child demon, only slightly taller than himself, wielding a massive hammer. Behind him were five prinnies, tied together by the beak. One prinny was resting on what looked like a gold golf tee.*
FIVE! *The child called out, taking a swing at the prinny. The bound demon was sent hurtling through the window* Darned, sliced that one...So, you have my note?
------------------------- OOC: I don't even remember anything like that underneath the castle, Krystal. It isn't good to invent things and do them on your own. Besides, whose to say the door won't lead to the Castle Sceptic Tank or trash incinerator?
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