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Post by Tenjen on May 11, 2009 12:19:39 GMT -5
Neko sweats nervously*
"Yes sir! I'am a delivery Prinny! Excellent Track record! Its right here"
*presents note
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Post by Serin on May 11, 2009 15:10:00 GMT -5
*He looks at it, nodding to him* Well, do you see these prinnies behind me? *He looks at the delivery prinny, picking one up and putting him on the tee* Do you know any of these prinnies?
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Post by Kristal Rose on May 11, 2009 16:59:07 GMT -5
OOC: You never really announced if this was a GMed game or not. It didn't start off particularly GMed, and you never answered my PM inquiring on whethar this was collaborative, so I played it by ear, conjuring a bit more than a wheel barrow of fish (which probably wasn't on your map either). I have been doing it incrementally so you could step in at anytime and define what I come across. Next time you need to post rules. How'm I supposed to know what's conjurable on the spectrum between wheel barrows and staircases. If I'm still a malcontent, it's because I hate the whole prinny concept, and not because of the game.
Passes offshoot stairways and hears nothing, approaching entrance. (silently) oneseventyfour.. oneseventythree.. oneseventytwo.. Light still coming through, apparently no one ever closed or open hatch further.
Pokes head out hatch. "Where'd everyone go?" Running through the bombs I guess. Why do my buds all have a death wish?
Spots two unfamiliar prinnys carrying a trunk which reads 'Danger - emits acid gas. Avoid prolonged contact.'
Hops onto the torso of what was a complete statue an hour earlier.
"Friends friends. Release your shackles. The days of Prinny servitude are over. Name me one prinny who is even close to paying off their debt. Here you threaten your own lives year after year, losing the prime of your life, when we could all be free swimming at the beach, eating fish. Join me. Join me. It is time for our day in the sun."
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Post by Tenjen on May 12, 2009 2:23:23 GMT -5
*looks around nervously at the prinny's standing stock still*
"No sir, your Father recently had me tranfered in from a fellow Lord"
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Post by Serin on May 12, 2009 8:15:27 GMT -5
*The young man nods, taking another swing* Ah, got that one good!...oh, right. Well, I found these prinnies in my tower when I awoke this morning...Wonder what else I found, delivery prinny?
All the pieces to my HyperBlaster Tank Mk. III were gone. Stolen! *He grabs another prinny.* So far, these little guys haven't told me where they've taken it. *The prinny on the tee begins to speak, but is soon struck, flying out the window* I hate it when prisoners aren't talking to me...so, i've decided to act. Find some Prinnies, and tell them that they are going to retrieve my property. Not too many, though...about a couple of dozen should do it.
Understand?
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*Meanwhile, down in the Castle's Dungeon/boiler room, the worker prinnies stopped and stared at the prinny standing on the wrecked statue.* Ummm...Is she insane, dood?
I think she snapped, dood!
Maybe it's a sort of prank?
No way, dood! No one is that dumb!
*It was obvious she wasn't getting much support from the boiler room crowd...*
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Post by Tenjen on May 12, 2009 11:09:18 GMT -5
OOC: Prinnies in general are known to lack motivation to stand up for themselves, atleast while their master is capable of pummeling them "Straight away master sir master!" *shoots out of the room being glad to be out of there*
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Post by Kristal Rose on May 12, 2009 13:30:50 GMT -5
OOC: Boiler room? Did you not notice my trudging all the way up the stairs back to the base camp to find out where everyone went? Or perhaps the boiler room is nearby on the surface, not behind that door at the bottom of the stairs I have ready to pry open. ..in which case 4224 steps away may be under the boiler room (if those prinnies have really good distance vision. On the other hand, I could have miscalculated, and one of those back-up stairs past the one with with a glimmer of sunlight was the turn-off to the castle.
(Neebus is a guy)
Well, they're not here. What's with this zombie crowd. Maybe I need to attract more attention, play some harmonica blues. Umm, maybe not.
Hops off statue.
Asks around "Hey, have you seen any prinnies who look like..?" describes Tipo, Kwee, and Niko.
Surely I'm not the only prinny intersted in starting a rebellion. It's going to take some effort though, probably underground media and armaments. Maybe I should have a safe cover. Look for work infiltrating and spying on rebels (if there are any in these parts), that would do it.
Covers up the hatch with dirt again. Well at least I have a quick escape to some place different when I need it. That dirt was fresh. I'll have to return occasionally and see who uses it.
Now, how to find work as a spy for the overlords?
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Post by Serin on May 14, 2009 6:54:30 GMT -5
OOC: My bad, then just in the prinny area.
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Tipo waits around for the new guy to come back, watching the 'golf balls' fly overhead before their spectacular finish. "That dood's probably toast, dood."
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Post by Tenjen on May 14, 2009 15:10:40 GMT -5
*takes a tentative trod on the last step*
"Phew meow"
Rolls towards camp*
"EVERYONE! I HAVE A MESSAGE TO DELIVER TO YOU ALL!"
"LOWLY SCUM HAVE DARED TO STEEL THE PROPERTY OF OUR LITTLE MASTER! TWO DOZEN OF US ARE TOO RETRIEVE HIS PROPERTY FROM WHOEVER COMMITED THE DASTARDLY DEED!"
"oh meow, Tipo meow, we have to find the little masters Hyperblaster tank 3 parts, these prinnies..meow..refused to speak..."
*watches another prinny do a barrel roll before hitting the ground*
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Post by Kristal Rose on May 15, 2009 15:09:42 GMT -5
NPC: "Yeah, I saw them head toward Lord Whats-his-name's office. Just follow the golf balls." - points to prinnies flying overhead.
Uh, gee, thanks.
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Post by Serin on May 17, 2009 10:33:50 GMT -5
[Sorry for the delay!]
*Tipo looks at the new guy* Are you sure, dood? Why does he want us to go and get it?
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*Neebus would walk towards the tower, another prinny flying overhead*
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Post by Kristal Rose on May 18, 2009 1:02:29 GMT -5
*Neebus, in a brief zombie trance, walks toward the tower.*
"Hey guys. What's up, where were you? I found a stairway which goes down quite a distance, with stairs off to the side going back up to the surface, which ends at a door."
"What's with them?" Points overhead. Peels back goggles to get the wide sweep view.
"They realize we can't actually fly, I hope. I once had a boss briefly convince me otherwise, which is why I carry this umbrella now."
[This is actually a cover story. Neebus is actually a black cormorant, and can fly, hence the long neck.]
"Where's the fish chick? Those were good!"
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Post by Kristal Rose on May 22, 2009 4:39:20 GMT -5
"So that's the guy looking for help with squashing the rebellion?"
Marches up the stairs... to a room with a large empty golf-tee by a window.
"Hi, I hear you're looking for help finding some thieves? I have excellent spying skills and suspect you have a rebellion brewing which I would like to infiltrate."
*Rams umbrella through through heart of demon overlord*
"Umm, never mind. No need."
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Post by Serin on May 22, 2009 8:41:39 GMT -5
[Ok, Krystal. This has gone on long enough.]
*The umbrella clears the space between them, the tip landing on the demon's chest...doing nothing. The tip curled upward as it struck the young overlord, who still had the hammer in his hands.*
Oh, i've been WAITING for a new guinea pig!
*The hammer swings in a quick arc, striking the prinny and slamming it against the wall. The explosion sent paper and trinkets flying about the tower, a charred prinny now stuck to the wall. The young overlord yawns, walking over to pick it up by the beak* Though you won't be of much use to me now. After all, you can't be that intelligent. *He said, leading the burnt prinny over to a table*
Maybe I should work on that, first?
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[[I'm gonna wait on Ten and Kiwi to post, if they like.]]
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Post by Nixie on May 22, 2009 12:28:36 GMT -5
[[ I lost interest long ago. It's up to you guys. ]]
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