The Sereni-Tree: Quest For The Giant Firebreathing Space Chickens!
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Thursday, September 21, 2006 06:07
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OOC: The no-peril policy has been lifted, but I'd like to have less blood and fewer gore-fests than the Special Branch. Now, I'm off to Seattle for the weekend! See you all later!
TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree
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OOC-so peril is alowed but not total peril so JH stay drunk and we should be fine
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Originally posted by WashsYoungerSexierBrother:
OOC-so peril is alowed but not total peril so JH stay drunk and we should be fine
A sober JH is total peril? ok.
"I have been here many times before In a life I used to live
But I have never seen these streets so fresh Washed with morning rain
I have seen this face a thousand times Every morning of my life
But I never saw these eyes so clear Free of doubt and pain
Like the whole world has been made again."
Made Again (Brave)-Marillion
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*is of the opinion that JH is a bit perilous no matter what his blood alcohol level.*
Serenity,
President of The Juggled Gosling Chatroom
Bride8
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Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
*is of the opinion that JH is a bit perilous no matter what his blood alcohol level.*
Serenity,
President of The Juggled Gosling Chatroom
Bride8
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OOC: yes, but alcohol impairs coordination, degrades judgement, and removes inhibitions. These factors can exponentially increase peril.
In a week I going to Fall Potrero War (SCA). When I get there I'm going to up my peril potential.
IC:
SR notices that the wine though unassuming is quite strong and that after only one glass his consciousness is slipping away. He sets down the glass, yawns, nods and promptly fall asleep. The ladies summon courtiers who lift and carry the unconscious SR into the castle.
Scorpion Regent
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So, I'm perilous?
*is just trying to have several rounds of quiet drinks and a good rest at the inn with his friends.*
*really isn't ready for the party of adventurers who just lost 2 friends to come to the inn looking for aid.* (ignore the gamer joke)
"I have been here many times before In a life I used to live
But I have never seen these streets so fresh Washed with morning rain
I have seen this face a thousand times Every morning of my life
But I never saw these eyes so clear Free of doubt and pain
Like the whole world has been made again."
Made Again (Brave)-Marillion
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*as the night goes on, the crew continue to consume there favourite food and drink. They soon realize that they are the only ones left in the pub. Finishing the last of their drinks, they stumble up the stairs and into the suite of rooms to find somewhere to sleep it off. JadeHand drinks lots of water before bed and quietly lays down to fade away.*
"I have been here many times before In a life I used to live
But I have never seen these streets so fresh Washed with morning rain
I have seen this face a thousand times Every morning of my life
But I never saw these eyes so clear Free of doubt and pain
Like the whole world has been made again."
Made Again (Brave)-Marillion
visit WWW.Marillion.com for a better way of life.
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Seryn returns from the archery competition, happy and laughing like a (very ladylike) loon.
SR is gone.
Grrrrr.
So are half the ladies who were with him.
Double grrrrr.
She decides to give him the benefit of the doubt, and joins a group heading off to watch the chicken races. She has a whale of a time and even wins a minature lap-chicken after guessing its name correctly (fi-fi). She keeps an eye out for SR, but figure she'll see him at the the banquet, to which they have both been invited.
At the meal, which with several delicious courses and dancers, gynasts, fools, jugglers and a bard singing daft songs about fairies and knights and women with no backbones, lasts into the small hours
She hopes that SR's just gone back to the village to meet the others, and falls asleep in front of one of the great fires still listening to the bard.
She wakes in the first light, and wrapping her cloak around her shoulders makes her way out of the keep into the fields, she finds the dais that she last saw him at.
All still stands untouched, and she picks up his glass. Noting a strange smell, she quickly puts it down again, and looks around for any clues. A mettalic scratching leads her to look under the dais itself, and she finds Snarky trapped on his back. The scraping being his arm as it repeats a motion endlessly like a stuck record.
Oh poo.
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lmd wakes to find himself slumped in the dark corner of a pub, empty bottles to either side of him. he stands, somewhat unsteadily, and makes his way back over to the bar.
"cluck-cluck...cluck" the words emerge from el's mouth as he drops some coins on the bar top. the tender looks at him for a moment before shrugging and finally handing the heavily leaning patron another bottle of un-named alcohol.
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Originally posted by seryn:
Seryn returns from the archery competition, happy and laughing like a (very ladylike) loon.
SR is gone.
Grrrrr.
So are half the ladies who were with him.
Double grrrrr.
She decides to give him the benefit of the doubt, and joins a group heading off to watch the chicken races. She has a whale of a time and even wins a minature lap-chicken after guessing its name correctly (fi-fi). She keeps an eye out for SR, but figure she'll see him at the the banquet, to which they have both been invited.
At the meal, which with several delicious courses and dancers, gynasts, fools, jugglers and a bard singing daft songs about fairies and knights and women with no backbones, lasts into the small hours
She hopes that SR's just gone back to the village to meet the others, and falls asleep in front of one of the great fires still listening to the bard.
She wakes in the first light, and wrapping her cloak around her shoulders makes her way out of the keep into the fields, she finds the dais that she last saw him at.
All still stands untouched, and she picks up his glass. Noting a strange smell, she quickly puts it down again, and looks around for any clues. A mettalic scratching leads her to look under the dais itself, and she finds Snarky trapped on his back. The scraping being his arm as it repeats a motion endlessly like a stuck record.
Oh poo.
SR comes to and finds himself blindfolded and chained to a rock wall.
"This can't be good."
Scorpion Regent
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