Read my first post that I made on the first page, I pick all sides and none of them. I am The One.Aby_Z said:
Poll: The Great Escapist Civil War
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I'm the kind of One who's in it for himself. I'm going over there and watching now.Aby_Z said:
I may occasionally stick my foot out in front of you, but then I'll do that to anybody. Anyway, I'm off to be quiet!Aby_Z said:
And so after the failed attempt at recruitment that his argument with... an acquaintance was, Aby decided to search elsewhere for a company to belong to. He was playing the conversation over in his mind and regretting his horrible recruitment skills when he noticed a bright neon sign over a building. Intrigued by the oddity, he decided to head towards the building. Aby fixed his black jacket around him as the left sleeve was, once again, sliding off his shoulder.
Dressed entirely in black he made his way to the building and found a gaping hole in the wall. He slipped inside through the shadows and, after noticing several tables, sat down at one and waited to be noticed.
Dressed entirely in black he made his way to the building and found a gaping hole in the wall. He slipped inside through the shadows and, after noticing several tables, sat down at one and waited to be noticed.
None of the groups have my allegiance, but I am willing to work for the highest bidder.
On second thought I think I will just throw my exquisitely gentlemanly hat in with Souplex. But we have to work on the name there buddy. Maybe just make it the Glorious Union of Awesomegasmicness.Souplex said:
"Me? You want to know about me? Ha! I'm a mutt, a freaking half breed. I don't really pay alligence to any of the tribes. But if you're fighting casuals, well then I guess I might be of use to you.
I was born in the land of Nintendo. Yeah I know the place is overrun with Casuals now but it wasn't back before this whole situation went to hell. I've always had PC blood in me though so I wasn't about to sell my soul just to stay in the same land I once owed alligence to. I mean once I began to see more and more of the Casuals around I figured I make my way over to the Xbox clanlands. I heard they generally don't let Casuals in without chewing them to pieces so I figured it was a good idea. I found out that the place was generally filled with morons only slightly less disguisting the Casuals, and PCer in my blood was singing stronger than ever, so I don't really hang around with the Xbox clansmen anymore. Nowadays I just wander around giving my alligence to whoever needs it. I've spent time in the service of Crowshaw and have trained some with an Unforgotten monk. I've even learned some of the art of board games, so I can use a Warhammer if you need me to.
So then what is it? You want me or not? I know I'm no specialist but I can do a number of jobs if you want me to. Plus if it's killing the damned Casuals that are infecting this land then I won't even ask for pay."
I was born in the land of Nintendo. Yeah I know the place is overrun with Casuals now but it wasn't back before this whole situation went to hell. I've always had PC blood in me though so I wasn't about to sell my soul just to stay in the same land I once owed alligence to. I mean once I began to see more and more of the Casuals around I figured I make my way over to the Xbox clanlands. I heard they generally don't let Casuals in without chewing them to pieces so I figured it was a good idea. I found out that the place was generally filled with morons only slightly less disguisting the Casuals, and PCer in my blood was singing stronger than ever, so I don't really hang around with the Xbox clansmen anymore. Nowadays I just wander around giving my alligence to whoever needs it. I've spent time in the service of Crowshaw and have trained some with an Unforgotten monk. I've even learned some of the art of board games, so I can use a Warhammer if you need me to.
So then what is it? You want me or not? I know I'm no specialist but I can do a number of jobs if you want me to. Plus if it's killing the damned Casuals that are infecting this land then I won't even ask for pay."
that my friend, would be the great Unforgotten Monks. Join us!Aby_Z said:
Xero prowled the battlefield. Many charged at him, planning what to use his skull for. Xero just laughed. "Bring it... I CAST FLARE!" A great light blinded all the comers, while Xero's voice whispered in their ears. "Ohhh, too bad, you rolled a critical fail! You suck at gaming!" The voice drove them insane, causing them to attack each other with ferocity, or to actually run away screaming, anything to get the damn voice out of their head. Xero looked from above, laughing at the chaos he had caused. He saw a moderator off in the distance, wielding the feared Bansword, rushing towards him. "Oh...crap. I think it might be time for plan C."
Baby Tea said:
"Tea you sexy man. Take a.. patch of ground? I don't know, maybe your Banhammer could make a seat. Or bring down a tree to sit on," she announced seeing the beanstalk of a man. He had something clinging to him too, small, with a miniature CRT instead of a head. The appearance of Nuke Lassic made LaCoil laugh herself silly.NewClassic said:
"Lost a bit of weight Nuke? You were damn skinny enough as it is."
At the sound of potential customers one of Cthulhu's eyes squinted through the rift. Laughter deep enough to cause earthquakes echoed through the plains as he went to make supplies for the new arrivals. They set up a sort of table made by suspending a thin layer of pebbles at waist-height with Mod Powarrrr. Tea and biscuits in the middle of a battlefield? How quintessentially British of them. So quintessential in fact that Baby Tea started sprouting a tweed suit, monocle and top hat in accordance with his curse. And a pommy accent as well, vastly different to his usual Canadian.
"Affliction still after you I see. How's the wife handelling it? I imagine it can cause certain... issues," LaCoil enquired.
"Well once I managed to convince her that my proposal was serious and then survive our wedding I think many of them disappeared. They still pop up on occasion like particularly vile fungi if I pun too much," Tea said, and true to form a little ring of brilliant red-and-white toadstools sprung to life about his feet, withered and died.
"No puns? My god man, you must suffer."
"It is a great burden on my soul, yes.
"Not as much as his stony humour however," Nuke injected with a grin. "That can really rock the conversation." He was promptly smacked in the screen with a flicked pebble.
"You're not allowed to pun if I'm not! Jerk," Tea said, folding his arms across his chest and pouting.
LaCoil lifted a hand and frowned slightly, looking Off-topicwards to where a contingent of Casuals had been trading flames with some particularly annoying trolls and even a HardCore or two.
"Fun never stops. I'll be back."
The Logician felt refreshed after a long afternoon's sleep; a good hammoc will do that. The Logician got up, streched, and walked down to the pub.
His ears were immediately assaulted by the sound of a screeching monkey and Fire Daemon's shotgun.
Loggy teleported between Rex and their new guest, inadverdently stopping Fire Daemon's bullets in their tracks. "Don't worry, Rex, these guys are on our side."
Daemon eyed them suspiciously, pumping his shotgun. "Y'sure? They could be tra-"
"That is so cool!" Rangorak Tres said. "You have got to show me how to do that sometime!"
Abby Z walked in through the hole Wanderfreak had made. "Did I miss something?"
"Guys, these are the newest members of our little...group...army...thing, Rangorak Tres" The Logician gestured to the monkey. "And Aby G." Loggy gestured to the man in black. "They're on our side. I think. I mean, they say they're on our side, and they got through my allignment force-field, so...if nothing else, it's safe to assume that they're on our side..."
Fire Daemon yawned, cracked his neck, and sat down, pumping his shotgun. "If you say so, Logician. Barkeep, get me another coke."
A rough voice spoke out. "I have a name, y'know. It's Invisible. And there are other things than Coke, that's just Loggy's preferance."
Everybody, Logician included, stared at the bar. "What? Never seen an invisible bartender before?"
His ears were immediately assaulted by the sound of a screeching monkey and Fire Daemon's shotgun.
Loggy teleported between Rex and their new guest, inadverdently stopping Fire Daemon's bullets in their tracks. "Don't worry, Rex, these guys are on our side."
Daemon eyed them suspiciously, pumping his shotgun. "Y'sure? They could be tra-"
"That is so cool!" Rangorak Tres said. "You have got to show me how to do that sometime!"
Abby Z walked in through the hole Wanderfreak had made. "Did I miss something?"
"Guys, these are the newest members of our little...group...army...thing, Rangorak Tres" The Logician gestured to the monkey. "And Aby G." Loggy gestured to the man in black. "They're on our side. I think. I mean, they say they're on our side, and they got through my allignment force-field, so...if nothing else, it's safe to assume that they're on our side..."
Fire Daemon yawned, cracked his neck, and sat down, pumping his shotgun. "If you say so, Logician. Barkeep, get me another coke."
A rough voice spoke out. "I have a name, y'know. It's Invisible. And there are other things than Coke, that's just Loggy's preferance."
Everybody, Logician included, stared at the bar. "What? Never seen an invisible bartender before?"
"Well that's not something you see everyday... Hey Invisible, can I have a Mountain Dew?"The_Logician19 said:
Aby got up and limped over to the bar in the direction of the voice claiming to be a bartender, favoring his right leg. He turned towards Logician and said, " 'G'? I ain't no G, buddy. Just call me Aby."
He sat down at one of the bar stools and took notice of the glass of Mountain Dew that slide across the bar to stop in front of him. He took it up and drank half the glass at once."Ahh, you're a good bartender, Invisible. No ice, too. If I carried any cash I'd give you a terrific tip."
LaCoil heard the Trolls' cry as she stormed across the battlefield towards the noise. Edledhiaon sang through the air, cutting it with a blade sharp enough to slice code apart. Truly her weapon was a work of art. Banweapons always were. The secrets of crafting them were almost as closely guarded as the keys to Themis themselves and the strength of the Webmasters was forged into the metal. No two weapons were exactly the same, even when they were Banhammers as tradition requested. Many of those were made in the likeness of Thor's hammer although some took different forms such as a sledge hammer. Every Banweapon had special stats, +15 to snark and +25 charisma were the more social bonuses. And of course, +9006 to BadAss.Zero Pattern said:
Edledhaion in particular had the ability to summon Escapists either to be an audience to the fun, or get involved in it. This time however, LaCoil was going entirely solo. She plucked a particularly rotten thread up and sliced it in half. The ends combusted a second after Edledhaion passed through the centre. Trolls to slaughter and threads to destroy. Fun at last.
One finger extended skywards as LaCoil used the ancient words of Summoning for a Mass Destroy. Putrid content disappeared by the hundreds as lightning dropped from the sky to smite it. The burning threads started spot fires and soon LaCoil reflected her Red Guard title, laughing manically with a near-infernal glow upon her skin and leather coat from her wreath of flames. Edledhaion itself glowed hotter than the fire, fuelled by pure concentrated awesome and rage.
"We own all your posts and we own all your booze. We're the moderators, fight us and you'll LOOOOOOOOOOSEEEE! Escapia! Escapia! Escaaaaaaaaaapia!"
But...we can't all be moderators, can we? I thought that was what the poll was for....wilsonscrazybed said:
The_Logician19 said:
Nevermind, that looks really, really weird. >.> Take my word for it, though, my character is human.
[sub]Geez, that monkey's gotten really tied up in my personality...[/sub]
"Long time no see, buddy! How've you been? Where's that laptop of yourn?"
The Logician's lip quivered, and he broke down into a sobbing fit. The words, "I miss Jerry..." could be heared in the midst of his senseless, whiny babble from time to time.RagnorakTres said:
Khedive Rex cocked his shotgun. "Yeah, don't mention Jerry around Loggy. He kinda...well, crashed and burned. And exploded."
Tres shrugged. "Sounds awful. How long-"
"Hours." Rex replied. "Hours and hours...."
Hearing this ultimatum, the Bravdo returned to CJ's face. "Ha! Told you. There's got to be a dozen fully-armed Dynasty warriors, all with perfect shots on your men. You can't even use the turret, because that was my last ammo belt!"Berethond said:
Radelaide remained silent, although CJ could see she was worried...
"Come on, you said you have information on the Dynasty. Now that we have the upper hand, you'd best just surrender and tell us. Lord Hodgeman may choose to be lenient on the Clan."
Radelaide sighed, and walked outside...
"Hmm, so you've lost a... loved one, neh? I suppose I could relate; I used to have an xbox, Scuddy. He went blind and I had to send him in. Instead of fixing him up they had to give me an off-colour replacement. I still don't know whether they fixed Scuddy up or not but I haven't heard anything to assure me of his wellbeing.The_Logician19 said:
You can't expect that constantly grieving for your... Jerry could do you any good though, neh? What good does constantly mourning the dead do? You gotta move on and get better despite the untimely death."
