FloatingFatMan

Hooray!! Welcome back Aerie!!!!! Glad you decided to return to us!!!

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The concept is simple, 8 players each plays everyone twice, giveing a total of 14 matches each

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Ahem.... Might wanna check your maths there!

Geeky? GEEKY?!?!?

Right.. well.. if I'm a geek.. Your father was a hamster, and your mother smelled of elderberries!

Just a small sampling of last night, where several of us had a slightly more mad than usual few minutes!

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01-09-2006 22:07:24 [GGOOC] FloatingFatMan: *sticks his head in a hold in the ground*
01-09-2006 22:07:32 [GGOOC] FloatingFatMan: followed by a hole
01-09-2006 22:08:52 [GGOOC] Cassandra: hold works accually
01-09-2006 22:09:06 [GGOOC] Maximillian: Maybe it's a hold, in a hole
01-09-2006 22:10:47 [GGOOC] Cassandra: a head hold !
01-09-2006 22:11:09 [GGOOC] Molok: a holy head hold?
01-09-2006 22:11:24 [GGOOC] Maximillian: A holy hand grenade?
01-09-2006 22:11:39 [GGOOC] Molok: of antiok!
01-09-2006 22:11:39 [GGOOC] Maximillian: THRRE shall be the number!
01-09-2006 22:11:59 [GGOOC] Molok: Look at the bones!
01-09-2006 22:12:00 [GGOOC] Wonka: *lets loose the bunny rabbits*
01-09-2006 22:12:14 [GGOOC] Cassandra: and the antilopes and the sloths, and the oranutangs
01-09-2006 22:12:28 [GGOOC] Molok: I am Tim!
01-09-2006 22:13:42 [GGOOC] Maximillian: Tim? What sort of name is that!?
01-09-2006 22:15:00 [GGOOC] Cassandra: it's got a mean streak a mile wide, and teeth
01-09-2006 22:15:24 [GGOOC] Molok: If you wish to cross the bridgeof death, you must answer me these questions three, then the other side thee see
01-09-2006 22:15:42 [GGOOC] Maximillian: WHAT! is your name?
01-09-2006 22:16:06 [GGOOC] Cassandra: WHAT ! is your faviorte colour ?
01-09-2006 22:16:20 [GGOOC] FloatingFatMan: what's the flight speed of an unladed swallow?
01-09-2006 22:16:25 [GGOOC] Molok: Blue! No.. Green! <boing!> Aaaaarrrggghhh
01-09-2006 22:16:31 [GGOOC] Wonka: European or African?
01-09-2006 22:16:31 [GGOOC] Maximillian: Yellow! NO, blue!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!
01-09-2006 22:16:54 [GGOOC] FloatingFatMan: what? oh.. I dunn.. AAARAGGGGGGH
01-09-2006 22:17:10 [GGOOC] Wonka: *intermission*
01-09-2006 22:17:17 [GGOOC] Molok: this is getting silly...
01-09-2006 22:18:32 [GGOOC] Maximillian: And there was me thinking Monty Python was sensible :P
01-09-2006 22:19:11 [GGOOC] Cassandra: you must cut down the tallest tree in the forest..... with a herring !!
01-09-2006 22:19:25 [GGOOC] Wonka: Ni!
01-09-2006 22:19:43 [GGOOC] FloatingFatMan: albatross!
01-09-2006 22:19:55 [GGOOC] Molok: a shrubbery!!
01-09-2006 22:20:05 [GGOOC] Molok: Stormy petrol on a stick!
01-09-2006 22:20:13 [GGOOC] Cassandra: hehehehehe
01-09-2006 22:20:33 [GGOOC] Wonka: Right! This sketch is just getting far too silly!
01-09-2006 22:20:42 [GGOOC] Wonka: Stop it! Right now!
01-09-2006 22:21:31 [GGOOC] ShadowGhost: But I have yet to unleash my idiom!
01-09-2006 22:21:33 [GGOOC] FloatingFatMan: shush wonka, or white robots from the planet Krikkit with appear with a loud [censored], and hurt you!
01-09-2006 22:21:38 [GGOOC] Molok: alright alright! I didn't expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition!
01-09-2006 22:21:39 [GGOOC] Wonka: Can I just say, Inny and TB, how cute!
01-09-2006 22:21:58 [GGOOC] Maximillian: NOBODY EXPECTS THE SPANISH INQUISITION!
01-09-2006 22:22:12 [GGOOC] Cassandra: Fetch... THE COMFY CHAIR
01-09-2006 22:22:18 [GGOOC] Wonka: Not Inny being infected with tuberculosis, you know what I mean...
01-09-2006 22:22:26 [GGOOC] Molok: Cardinal Biggles... fetch.... the comfy chair!
01-09-2006 22:22:27 [GGOOC] Inago: Stop spying!
01-09-2006 22:22:41 [GGOOC] Molok: Gah, ya beat me to it!
01-09-2006 22:23:15 [GGOOC] Wonka: *puts the binoculars behind his back and hides the microphone* I weren't spying...
01-09-2006 22:24:04 [GGOOC] Maximillian: Nope. But I was
01-09-2006 22:24:08 [GGOOC] Inago: saw you looking. hehe


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So... Another night of crazyness, which for once, wasn't caused by Quilla!

That's kinda the pot calling the kettle black isn't it Q?

I mean... You're completely bonkers!!

(( This is a short intro story for a new character shortly to arrive at GG Hope you like it! ))

Absolution

The man awoke to darkness… Darkness so complete he wasn’t even fully aware he WAS awake, at first. Then, a noise… Faint a first, but slowly getting louder; a rhythmic beating sound that seemed almost familiar. The sound increased, getting louder and louder, until finally, he remembered what it was. His heart; beating again after so many years of stillness.

With this realisation, the sound faded and the man slowly became aware of other sounds. His breathing, the small gurgles from a stomach long without food. Then he became aware of other things. First smell, a foul stench, like flesh left to rot and decay; then came sensation. He was laid upon something which, though once soft, had hardened over the years to an almost painful rigidity.

Finally, with the return of his senses, came the memories. He braced himself against their return, as he knew he must. They rushed through him, telling him who he was, why he was and finally, where he was. The memories awoke his emotions, and the strength of them tore a gasp from his throat, which turned into a scream, and the scream into a word, a name… “Angelique!”

As the echoes from his scream faded, the man rose from where he lay, unable to see but knowing where he was. He knew this place, he’d awoke here so many times before he didn’t need the light to see its features.

Then, before him, a pale light flickered into view. Slowly brightening to reveal the form of a woman. Ancient in appearance, gnarled, and twisted, she spoke.

“Once more it is time, my young fool... Time to seek your absolution in the world of the living.”

The man looked up at the woman, “Again you torment me Angelique… Again you force me to face a world I know nothing of. Why do you continue to torment me? Have I not suffered enough for my crime?”

Angelique looked over the once ruined form of the man as he rose, watching his body straighten and the rotten flesh fall away to reveal a firm and youthful man. “Never enough, Marc La Barre, never enough. You know the price you must pay for your crime against me. You know what you must do to gain absolution.”

Sighing, the man, Marc La Barre, stood and reached for the clothing he knew was beside him. With a resigned nod, he dressed and, collecting his bow from its place on the wall, stepped towards the door of his resting place.

“Perhaps this time I will be free of you, old witch… Perhaps this time I will find the one who will release me from your curse.”

The old witch, Angelique, turned to face La Barre. “You know the rules Marc. If you find her, you cannot tell her of your crime against me, she cannot know of what you seek. It must be real, or you will not be free. You have 1 year from this time to find your absolution, or face another century of pain.”

With a nod of submittance, La Barre watched the old witch fade from view as she returned to the netherworld, then with a final sigh, he heaved open the door to his resting place, his crypt, and stepped once more into the world of the living.

Now that's just uncalled for, you meanie!!

She's better looking than a cabbage, and more responsive! She's more of a custard head!

Oi you!!! Quit yer slacking girl! You've got fiction of your own to finish off!! Fuzebox part 2!!!

Oddly enough, Ellie's has two salads from there and not suffered any ill effects...

Mind you, she didn't add the salad dressing either time...

*Burps quietly in the background*

Pardon me!

*Newsreader sits at his desk, reading from the autocue*

Good evening, and this is the Nightly News for Paragon City.

Sketchy reports are coming in of an explosion detected in near moon orbit. Information at this time indicate the explosion had the force of almost 40 megatons, but does not seem to be nuclear in origin.

*Newsreader holds his hand to his earpiece for a moment*

I'm told a statement has just been issued by Sunstorm, command of the Peacebringer liason office on earth. We take you there now to hear his statement.

*Scene shifts to a view of Sunstorm behind a podium*

"Ladies and Gentlemen, if you please. I can confirm that there has been an.. incident, on one of our vessels in close moon orbit. Current reports are sketchy but I can confirm there has been some loss of life and the vessel seems appears to have suffered heavy damage. We are attempting to secure more information at this time and a further statement will be issued later tonight.. Thank you."

*Scene shifts back to the newsroom*

Well, there you have it ladies and gentleman... It seems some kind of incident has occurred on a Kheldian spacecraft in near moon orbit. Stay with this channel and we will bring further news as it happens.

*Newsroom fades to a commercial*

Oh I wouldn't worry about a PM.. Jester won't be around at New Year.. He'll be too busy being dead...

Well... In the current timeline, she did once make mention to him about scent and pheremones, causing him to add an extra doodad to his suit to hide his scent... She never mentioned the aura though... Not that it can be disguised, and AFAIK, not too many non-kheldians can see body energy fields as an aura... They're quite distinctive...

I'm assuming Miss Ellie, having met both Nevermore and Drake, will still know who he is, both due to his scent and his aura.

Well, at least you've diverted your attention away from Ellie now...

She's going to look scary enough soon enough!

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And FFM, I assume by "fix" you mean "oook"?

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/em glare!

Personally guys, I think it's a damned GOOD idea, it'll get those toons of yours out of OOC mode and back where they belong!

Hell... I'm even taking the opportunity to try fix Ellie, though I'm not doing it with the retcon

I've never thought about what such an injury would feel like, though I have considers what quantum weaponry feels like for a Kheldian. Something akin to be ripped apart, molecule by molecule; or finding out your wife took the credit card with her whilst doing the christmas shopping!!

Congrats Twi!! Yay! We have another GGer at 50!

Hope you all have a good christmas!

Myself, I shall probably be playing CoH whilst my wife and kids go of to her mums for a lovely christmas dinner. I shall be having soup and trifle owing to a sudden case of severe tonsilitus and a referral for surgery!!

Yay holiday spirit... Come here so I can kick you in the goolies you <bleep!>

A nice piece Wordy... But does Beverly know she's being two timed with someone called Bevery?

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And everyone should remember that, after midnight December 31st, Miss Ellie will be known as Oook.

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Oi!! I resemble that remark!!

Anyone turns Ellie in a mon.... ape... Is gonna get their arms ripped orf!

Thumbs up Birdy! A very nice piece! Now where's the rest?

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Oh, I never ignore material, I just find the right place to put it. It's all good; just needs to be in the right area.

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So.. Out of interest, what do you do when you discover information later in the game that directly contradicts something you've already learned, such as the aforementioned Warwolves. You can't use both, so one must be ignored...

And TV Respec trial.. You have to bubble yourself to protect from the reactors radiation. Why aren't the attackers being affected by it's radiations too?

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I just don't like this idea of ignoring material; sticks in my throat as a writer

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I must admit, where feasible I try to follow the games stories, but I often adapt them to my own characters needs as well.

For example, the other day, Zortel sewed the seeds of a storyline she wants to do when she hits 50. This fit in nicely wiht previous kheldian arcs and gave me a good excuse for the start of my next one, handy!!

It rarely works out this hand though, and my toon has been involved in other stories, and her own plots two, that take kheldian genesis beyond that in the game and her scope of powers far beyond your average kheldian. I did my my best to work this in with the history of the game, but where kheldians are concerned, there's precious little backstory to go on so I wrote my own version!

At the end of the day, there's just too much repetition in the game for everyone to sensibly follow the game story. If we did that all the time, we'd have left from boredom months ago...

EDIT: Excuse my typing BTW. I have a broken hand...