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Post by Beaver Dude on Oct 4, 2009 18:55:41 GMT -5
"You really are dumb." Etna decided, looking like she had seen a saint. Saints, admittedly, were not particularly welcome in the Netherworld, but that's neither here nor now. "No - don't look for food, you'll probably bring me a zombie or something. Ick." She made a face that suggested that eating a zombie would be about as great an idea as eating nothing for a few millennium. Maybe even slightly worse. "You! Pinky!" she ordered in her usual roaring voice, "organize the other two and get some food!" Big Sis' tried to say something, but Etna glared and the pink prinny was stuck with huffing and dragging the other two near-comatose prinnies off into the great beyond. "Well now," Etna said kindly after the three prinnies had left, "Super Dumb, I need you to find me a chainsaw at..." She paused for a moment, apparently trying to think of where one might find a chainsaw. "Uh, nevermind. This is the Netherworld! There are bound to be TONS of evil prinnies that have chainsaws. That should be clear enough, right? Now go! That stupid prince is going to sleep forever if I don't find something suitably noisy to wake him up." _________________________________ You have received a mini-quest! Find chainsaw! You may explore the Castle or try searching outside. Which do you choose? |
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Post by Kashew on Oct 4, 2009 19:01:59 GMT -5
A chainsaw? Looking for one in an unknown place is like finding a defective piece of hay in a moldly hay stack.
But seeing as he was going to be here for awhile it was better to get lost trying, than on accident... which would probably happen anyways. So Leo, sorry Super Dumb, waddle his way into the castle to check there first.
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Post by Beaver Dude on Oct 4, 2009 22:10:12 GMT -5
The castle is made of stone. And is particularly drafty. The Demon-ess looks at you peculiarly when you try to enter, but she's distracted by a gurgling stomach and promptly forgets you exist at all as she (apparently) goes off to sate her hunger.
There are many strange and terrible things that you can see as you enter. Some are fairly mundane. A photo, for instance. You find it lying on the ground. Looks like a maid in a dress. Should you pick it up? Perhaps not. The zombie guardian, while asleep (or maybe dead), might not appreciate the fact that you have to lift his foot in order to grab it.
Further down, you spot a spear. It comes complete with a face. Maybe it knows where to get chainsaws?
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Post by Kashew on Oct 5, 2009 15:30:16 GMT -5
Leo looked at the spear for a few intense moments, it would seem to talk to an inanimate object. It would make him seem dumb, but who knows it may actually be alive.
Excuse me... do you know where I can find a chainsaw Dood?
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Post by Beaver Dude on Oct 5, 2009 21:11:38 GMT -5
Upon closer examination, you realize the spear is sleeping. Or maybe the face is painted on. You're pretty sure that the Z's floating around its head means that it's alive.
Further down, you spot a prinny. It's also sleeping. Every now and then it mutters: "There's a draft..."
What do you do?
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Post by Kashew on Oct 9, 2009 22:39:50 GMT -5
Well that was... embarrassing. Moving further down the hallway, Leo heard the "penguin" mention something about a draft. Leo started looking all over the place, both for the chainsaw and this suppose draft, cause he didn't have anything else to do along the way.
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Post by Beaver Dude on Oct 10, 2009 10:22:38 GMT -5
After bumbling about, somehow you discover that there's a fake wall behind the Prinny! You can't open it, but your crafty eyes can spot where the lines are.
Hmmm. Still no chainsaw. Maybe you should try waking somebody up and ask them for help?
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Post by Kashew on Oct 10, 2009 21:21:02 GMT -5
It does seem weird that there's a fake wall, there could be something behind it but for now that would have to wait. Leo waddled back over to the sleeping prinny and "slightly" nudge him to wake him up.
Hey do you know where a chainsaw is, dood?
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Post by Beaver Dude on Oct 11, 2009 16:14:20 GMT -5
The prinny slowly woke up. There was a spell on the Castle... really strong... only Etna could resist it. The Prince had been casting it unconsciously in his sleep, making everyone else really drowsy. Dood. And now he was being... awoken? Wow. Musta been someone with really strong magic, dood. The prinny yawned. "Chainsaw...?" He put a flipper to his head. "Uhhh... I'm... not sure, dood. I think that there might be one in the basemen-" Zzzzzzzz... _________________________________ Oddly enough, the prinny falls asleep almost the moment he awoke, leaving you with but a cryptic word. 'Basemen'. What could that possibly mean? |
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Post by Rocket! on Oct 13, 2009 19:13:29 GMT -5
E--eeh..?
Black, beady eyes woke from their cloudy haze of the mental maelstrom that had preoccupied the poor little newfound prinny, blinking away the state of terror and confusion on her mind and face.
Jerkingly, Olette came back to the realm of the living-- so to speak. From the draughts of the burdening revelation of location came a more determined Olette, more assured of her goal.
Determined was the only look you could give a prinny with that face.
Yet, an air of wary unsurity made up the confusing attempts to straighten herself-- having naught but flippers for limbs made for a hard walk. Autopilot had commanded her previous actions-- it was pure consciousness that needed to command the next.
So.
Walking with flippers.
...throwing her right flipper foot forward seemed to be the first step (HA!). Swaying though, Olette quickly stepped forward with the other foot, her arm flippers lunging out at both sides in failed attempts to keep balanced.
Ah-- still not balanced!!So, uh... next foo-- flipper!
Right flipper foot forward.
...ah, now the left one's too far back!
Throw it forward!
Okay, left foot forward!
N-n-n-nooo!
Still... not...!
Olette quickly dissolved into a crying prinny, running forward at top speed, incapable of stopping.
Flapping her flippers-- all of them-- frantically, the town girl shouted out, "H- hey! Umm, h--HELP! HELP! I CAN'T STOP!" |
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Post by Beaver Dude on Oct 13, 2009 20:24:58 GMT -5
Big Sis had been trying, for some time, to get the two prinnies to speak. They were living, yes, but for all they bumbled and responded they may have well been zombies. Poor imitations of zombies, even. Zombies growled and ate and rotted and did a good deal more than these two did which was stare blindly and sort of wander. Aimlessly. Or aimlessly towards dangerous prinny-eating snowmen/gingerbread men/etc. The way things were, Big Sis could barely concentrate on keeping the two living prinnies safe let alone forage for food as 'Overlady' (hah!) Etna would have preferred.
That had been five minutes ago.
Three minutes ago, one of the prinnies apparently woke up. Big Sis dropped the McMac Troofle (tm) that she had found, kicked the still zombified prinny's legs so that it'd keel over and hopefully not wander away too quickly as she raced after the runaway prinny who had apparently woken up (again) and gone wandering into the big dark beyond. In the end she had to sorta-kinda-maybe reveal that she was a bit more than a prinny, and order the ground to schlup the little prinny legs into the dirt. She may have been a hair too forceful in giving the orders and, well...
"Don't worry!" Big Sis called out. All she could spot of the Prinny was its bobbing head. Presumably it could breathe. But quicksand was deadly - if the prinny wasn't out in a hair-second she'd be history. Magicking rope into existence she gave it stern orders and managed to get it to straighten out and become stiff as year-old bread and slowly threaded it towards the prinny. "Grab on!" She yelled.
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Post by Kashew on Nov 5, 2009 18:24:49 GMT -5
Well his fellow "kin" went back to sleep just leaving him with "basemen", whatever that is?
Leo stood there rubbing the top of his head trying to figure out what the cryptic message is. After meaningless attempts at math Leo came to a conclusion.
Basement... that's what he meant. Now to go down there and find it. But the first order of business. ...Where's the Basement?
And off Leo went in search for the hidden basement in the castle.
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Post by Beaver Dude on Nov 6, 2009 7:41:53 GMT -5
After much stumbling into walls and furniture, you discover a hidden wall. You know it's a hidden wall because there's a neon yellow sign right next to it that has a big arrow as well as a sign saying:
==========> "HIDDEN WALL HERE"
There doesn't appear to be any buttons to push... just one clear, smooth, apparently hidden, wall. What do you do?
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Post by Kashew on Nov 13, 2009 16:27:57 GMT -5
Well this is a little nice to have around a castle, dood.
Leo walked you to walk and looked all over.
Nothing... maybe it needs a special touch.
Leo places his flippers on the wall and starts tapping random areas of the wall to see if anything happens.
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Post by Beaver Dude on Nov 13, 2009 19:37:08 GMT -5
As the wall is poked and prodded it rumbled. Like an ancient pulley and lever system being slowly forced into action after decades of disuse, or boulders being crushed together along with all the loose in change in the Netherworld, or the rusted souls of some poor robotic people grinding and screaming over each other as they slowly started to clank and clatter into place it started to move open from the middle, revealing a horizontal hole about two meters wide...
And then it sneezed ash and stone dust all over Leo.
"Ahoo. Oh my poor sinuses." The wall sniffled. Eyes appeared, stone gray and only vaguely resembling eyeballs in that they were round and had dots in the middle that glowed a bright demonic pink. "M' sorry about that Mistress-," the wall paused. Slowly pondered the penguin creature before it. After about three minutes of intense thinking it finally realized:
"Hey. You're not Mistress Etna! Who are you?" |
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I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao