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pandora
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Legendary Hero
The Chosen One
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posted September 08, 2005 10:21 PM |
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I sat for a while, looking at my reflection in the shimmering waters pooling around the altar. My eyes widened as the water began to ripple strangely, and my own reflection began to morph into something else. As the rippling slowed the image became brighter, I could see clearly the outline of the modsquad as it began to take shape. The picture cleared and I saw a light shining from the HQ attic. I turned quickly to see if I could see it from here, but the outline of the HQ was completely dark against the night sky now. When I looked back at the pool, the only image that met me was my own.. the spell had ended.
Modsquad eh? Maybe there's something up in the attic that I haven't noticed yet...That seems a logical place to start looking anyways
I stood up and smiled at the Altar
"Thank you for your help!"
I started to walk away, feeling a bit cheered by the experience. I've come here a million times, and nothing like that had ever happened, it was too cool! I wonder if anyone else has tried that? Smiling, I looked back one last time as one large drop of water seemed to flash quickly, then disappear back into the flow Did that thing just wink at me?!? I wondered, laughing to myself.
Yes, i am definitely feeling a bit better now. That's the one thing about these lands, the craziest things can happen anywhere - at any time, you just need to know where to look.
So now I'm off to the HQ again, I wonder if I should stop in tavern and look for something to eat first... I'm starved but no way am I resorting to donuts. I wonder what Valeriy was thinking anyways, the calorie count is insane! It would be good to see if I can't find Asmodean, no doubt he's over there with a pint in front of him right now...It would be good to know what he thinks about things, and if he's too drunk to think maybe I can get a song out of him, damn that boy can sing
As I neared the tavern, I noticed the usual VW crowd trying to push their way in and leave their little droppings all over the place. Remembering that in spite of everything else that's happening I am still on duty here, I raised my hands and cried "Move to Wastelands!". There was a great whooshing sound as the lot of them were sent back, all but one.
"Jebus?" I asked "Why did you stay?"
"I was waiting for you" he replied.
His manner was not the usual, most often he comes across as the Jester - comical and aloof, but now as he stood there, his face wore a curiously serious expression. I cocked my head to the side slightly and raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
"Well here I am, what is it then?"
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"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
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Jebus
Promising
Supreme Hero
TheJester akaJeebs akaJebfoo
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posted September 09, 2005 07:25 PM |
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(wakes up from a haze of confusion...
"people are talking... a lady's voice.... must be pan")
"Jebus?" she asked "Why did you stay?"
"I was waiting for you" he replied.
(hearing himself speak words that are not his own, Jebus tries to remember what just happened...)
how did I get here?? I was just walking along and then ... I just vanished.. it felt like i was floating in limbo for a while and now Im outside the Tavern! But who's talking to her?? is that me?? but.....
"Well here I am, what is it then?" she continued...
"uh.... Pan?? what the ??? how did i get here?
you and Val left me... I was alone... but....
I think we need to figure out what the hecks going on!
We need to talk, there's alot of strange things going on and I know that you know what Im talking about!...
we should go somewhere quiet..."
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"You went over my helmet??"
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pandora
Honorable
Legendary Hero
The Chosen One
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posted September 10, 2005 02:53 AM |
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"Hmm, quiet eh?" *looks around* "Alright, let's go this way"
I start leading him to what was once a familiar place, which hinted at the promise of many naked girls... yet as the years passed by, people soon learnt that there were no naked girls anywhere - in fact it was mainly men hoping to see naked girls.
"Come on in here" I said, as I opened the large double doors. As the doors swung open dozens of weary looking men's heads snapped up to attention - the look of hopeful anxiousness showing clearly on their faces.
"Ohhh nooooo, she's wearing clothes tooooo!" one of the patrons wailed "why? whyyyyyyy?"
"Sorry boys, they're not coming off tonite either" I replied.
All the men looked back down at their drinks, and resumed their gloomy mumblings.
"Okay Jebus, we can sit down over here - no one will bother us.. no one will come looking either, they've all given up by now"
I sit down at the dusty booth, and motion to Jebus to join. As he sits, the waiter comes up with a large pitcher of beer and two glasses and plunks it down between us on the table.
"Don't worry missss Pandora, it's Canadian, and it's cold" he says as he walks away.
"Awesome!" I throw him a little red star from my purse as a tip, and he snatches it up quickly "Ooooh missssss Pandora, its so pretty and preeeciiouussss" he said gleefully, his eyes sparkling in delight.
I grin back at him, then turn my attention back to Jebus, absently wiping away at the dust with the sleeve of my robe geez, this place needs a cleaning too
"It amazes me how happy these things make people" I laughed, pouring him a beer "Here you go, I imagine this suits you?"
Without waiting for a reply I continued "Okay, so here it is... I'm not going to go into a whole lot of detail, but Bob is loose and I have... fallen from grace.. as it were. Now, I do not deserve this treatment from Valeriy, if there is anyone here that wouldn't harm him - it's me! Or at least it was me... I don't know what to think now. All I know is that things are wrong here, many things - I can sense it, but the stupid thing about my 'gift' if you want to call it that, is that I can always sense trouble, but that doesn't help much when I don't know what the heck it is. That's where you come in, I need you - if you can, to fill in the gaps for me, tell me what you know... help me, please?"
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"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
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Shadowcaster
Honorable
Supreme Hero
Shaded Scribe
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posted September 10, 2005 03:24 AM |
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Shadowcaster first went into the Wastelands in hopes of seeing Pandora there, busy as usual with her cleaning duties that seemed heavily concentrated here. He at once noted the rise in heat, an aspect of the Wastelands which caused him to avoid this place when it was at all possible. He looked up at her tower to see if she was watching the mischievious patrons that seemed to live here, much like those in the Tavern whose love for alcohol was readily apparent, but she was not there.
'Rats,' he thought to himself as he looked mournfully out into the Wastelands. 'Guess she's not here,' he rationalized, and quickly hurried out of the gate. It had grown hotter there as of late, perhaps because there was more SPAM to be fried. Those volcanoes never did react well to the junk we dumped into them.
Next, he decided to try the Tavern, with its many subdivisions of all sorts. This was, by far, the largest forum within the Heroes Community, and, despite what the name suggested, was hardly a gathering place for the most heroic. They usually were more reserved than patrons here were known to be. Unfortunately, Pandora was not in this tower either, but Shadowcaster was more inclined to search the Tavern than he had been to do the same in the Capital of SPAM.
He walked down the cobblestone road and peered into the many doors, but he found only the boisterous types he knew would be there. The shadow mage saw Asmodean coming out of the arcade and considered following him as he made his way into the Tavern, but when the crowd began to call out for a QP, he turned on his heels and went the other way. Shadowcaster never did like crowds, that's why he was always lurking about.
The Tosser's Tavern loomed ahead. The shadow mage sadly retreated; he knew she wouldn't be there.
He walked back toward the entrance. Maybe they would know where she was over at HQ. It was worth a shot.
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Valeriy
Mage of the Land
Naughty, Naughty Valeriy
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posted September 10, 2005 04:44 AM |
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A great battle was taking place not in HQ, but in Valeriy's own mind. Lord Xtreme was back in his lair, grabbing the armrests of his throne with all his strength, his teeth squeaking, eyes nearly popping out from immense concentration. This is the chance he's been waiting for, for so long!
Valeriy has fallen on the floor of the HQ Donuts Cafe, focusing all his psychic powers on repelling Lord Xtreme out of his mind.
Screams shatter the walls of Mod Squad HQ and Lord Xtreme's Lair:
- Your mind is mine Valeriy! SURRENDER! You have no chance!
- Never! You are not powerful enough to control me!!
- Oh YEAH?! You WANT to FEEL MY TRUE POWERS?!?!
- You will never succeed!!
Suddenly Valeriy teleports back to standing position. Lord Xtreme jerks in his throne and grips it even harder, his claws sinking into the armrests. Valeriy's hand extends to the poisoned donuts against his will, picks up the donut and begins moving towards his face...
- NOOOO!!!! 
- YEEEEESSSS!!!! 
- I WILL NOT LET YOU...
Valeriy's hand holding the donut begins moving back towards the table.
- EAT!!! THE!!! DONUT!!!
Valeriy's hand moves once again towards his face, about to stuff another poisoned donut into his mouth. Veins pop out on Lord Xtreme's Face covered in sweat.
- NOOOOOO!!! YOU CAN'T CONTROL ME!!!
- EEEEAAAT!!!! *gasp* THHHHEEE!!!! *gasp* DOOOONNUUUUUUT!!!!!!
Glass in the scarce windows of Lord Xtreme's Lair trembles from his hellish roars.
Meanwhile, Leo_Lion in Tribunal hears the distant screams coming from HQ and suddenly loses doubts about whether he should apply to become a moderator. Pandora did mention that strange things happen in there... But this makes my occasional roars sound pale. Probably Angelito ate all the donuts again, boy I don't want to be him right now *snickers*
Valeriy moves his head to the side and gives up control of his body for a second to regain concentration. His hand whooshes past where his mouth was a second ago and the donut flies behind his back, smashing into the wall. Lord Xtreme jumps in his throne from surprise. This was just as much time as Valeriy needed. The whole box of donuts momentarily implodes, leaving a burned hole on the table where it stood.
- AAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!
Resident rats run from Lord Xtreme's Lair, the lone window finally pops from the evil decibels. Suddenly there is silence... just the sound of glass pieces falling to the floor in the Lair, and a burning smell in HQ Cafe. Both opponents study each other, waiting for the next move.
Breathing heavily, Lord Xtreme thinks to himself: Yes, he is more powerful than I thought, I cannot overpower his mind. But my influence should be active for another three hours. Perhaps I could use it to steal some secrets from Valeriy's mind!!!
Mad laughter shatters Lord Xtreme's Lair, but suddenly, with a stunned expression, Lord Xtreme jumps up from his throne and begins doing a chicken dance around his throne room!
How could he do this! The mind-link is both ways!! I SHOULD HAVE READ THE $%^^#$% MANUAL!!!
- AAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!
Lord Xtreme takes back the control of his own body, clenching his fists and taking a firm wide stance.
Hello there. Didn't think about this, did you? - Valeriy suddenly speaks inside Lord Xtreme's mind.
Shocked, angry and frightened, Lord Xtreme realises that for the next three hours he will face the toughest opponent he's ever faced. Suddenly his aim changes. He must now survive, hide, and discover as many secrets as possible to use for his further plans. This will be the longest three hours of his life.
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You can wait for others to do it, but if they don't know how, you'll wait forever.
Be an example of what you want to see on HC and in the world.
http://www.heroesofmightandmagic.com
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Asmodean
Responsible
Supreme Hero
Heroine at the weekend.
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posted September 10, 2005 05:06 AM |
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With a final 'HADOKEN!!!' Ryu rips off a sundering blow to M.Bison, shattering his body and leaving him a wreck unable to stand after the power of his Fireball.
With his victory secure, the title of StreetFighter champion once again resting on his shoulders, Ryu bids farewell to the world for a while to seek tranquility and perfect the art of Sho-Ryu-Ken that Master Sheng Long imparted to him all those years ago....
'Damn this game is too easy', Asmodean says aloud to the screen as the end credits scroll up.
Back in the arcade he was alone.
Everyone had probably left to get the train for the Zone. There was probably a n00b-bashing scheduled or something.
'Damn it Asmo, get a grip on yourself!. Or at least a pint....'
But he couldn't go back to the Tavern. Not after seeing Bob there.
He had made his own pilgrimage to the Altar of Wishes earlier. Fervently wishing that Val never found out Bob was missing. And for the first time he'd actually seen a vision that didn't look like Heroes 3 in 3D.
It was a picture of Modsquad HQ silhouetted against the night. A solitary light flickering in the attic window.
'But I don't want to go up there!' he said aloud again. 'Bad things happen up there!'
But he knew he'd have to.
Leaving the electronic muzak ambience of the arcade he reluctantly began to trek towards Modsquad HQ.....
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To err is human, to arr is pirate.
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2XtremeToTake
Promising
Supreme Hero
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posted September 10, 2005 05:52 AM |
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2Xtreme pants heavily, feeling extremly foolish, all his other victims were simple-minded spammers, and maybe the occassional minorly important person, such as Gorman, but never had he controlled an admin.
This would be difficult, but he had some extend of control over Valeriy.
Back in the Mod Squad HQ, Valeriy suddenly bites into his own arm and clamps down. He screams in a muffled voice
"AUGHMPH! ET O AH EYE ARR!!!"
"Haha, Tell me how to get into the Mod Squad HQ, or you will have your first taste of meat! And it won't be off an animal either!!"
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I almost had a psychic girlfriend but she left me before we met.
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Shadowcaster
Honorable
Supreme Hero
Shaded Scribe
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posted September 10, 2005 10:08 PM |
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As he neared the entrance, he saw the flashing neon sign of one of the places featured in the hub of HC: the Naked Girls' Posting Area. He rarely even thought of the place, but today, on such a stressful day, there had to be at least one naked lady in there, right? At this point he was only rationalizing, for he had already been drawn through the doors. The place was like a bug lamp for testosterone.
The walls and the ceiling were rotten with age, and the floorboards creaked under the weight of what seemed to be a hundred patrons. 'Seems this place is still growing strong,' he thought, and then reassured himself that no one of repute would find him here.
Shadowcaster sat down at the bar and looked unsteadily around the room. The bartender interrupted his thoughts.
"Care for a drink?" he asked with a toothy grin, though toothy was perhaps the wrong word in this case.
"No thanks, I'm underaged," he responded.
"Oh...that's alright, the mods'll never know."
Shadowcaster sighed, it was showtime. He pulled out his modsword and grinned as the bartender drew back in fear. The terrified man began to speak, but then decided not to for fear of amassing a penalty.
"I trust that you'll be shaping up, then?" Shadowcaster said after a while, sheathing his sword. The bartender looked noticeably relieved, and quickly nodded. "Well, that's good to hear." The shadow mage got up and turned to go; this place wasn't worth visiting after all. He headed for the door.
Just before he reached the exit, he noticed a faint glow coming from one of the corners.
"Impossible," he muttered as he went to investigate.
As he neared the booth, he heard that Pandora's voice, but he could not understand what she was saying. It was little more than a whisper. Suddenly, the quiet voice stopped and a bright light shimmered through the bar. As if by instinct, Shadowcaster shielded his eyes from the blinding blaze until it subsided, but when his sight returned to normal, that Pandora was gone.
He tore quickly around the bar like a madman, but she and her companion had already left the room. Who knows where they had gotten off to? Shadowcaster cursed into the air and pulled out his modsword, slinging penalties left and right throughout the tavern. The shocked and terrified crowd began to flood toward the exit in hopes of avoiding his wrath, though few did. The unlucky ones received three or four and were moving more slowly due to their increased floodprotect. Before long, the room was empty.
The shadow mage surveilled the tavern, then headed toward the door. He had, thankfully, retained his composure enough to keep from tearing the place down, as only a Tavern mod or the Mage himself could do. The cobblestone road was empty, its residents having fled to safer grounds. Only one lone patron remained.
"So you're the mad mod everyone's talking about," said Asmodean with a smirk. He sipped his newly purchased drink. "Can't let this go to waste," he said, standing with mug in hand, "Bottoms up!"
"So what's going on?" he asked once he had finished.
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Jebus
Promising
Supreme Hero
TheJester akaJeebs akaJebfoo
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posted September 14, 2005 03:44 AM |
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excellent... things are falling into place...
soon I will have her full confidence...
(what the?? I feel like... voices in my head... can't make them stop! .... Pan... PAN?? can't you here me??
why aren't you answering?? help me!!
"Pan, I think if we combine our efforts this'll work out"
work out fine...
(I can't seem to silence the voice... seems to be
ta-king..... me .... over...... cloudy...... seem to be losing control....taking ... over.... ha-ve... to ...... hold.....on...
drowning... what... is .... ha-pe-nning.. so dark....)
(Unconsciousness)
with a blank look on Jebus' face, his head drops and hits the table violently....
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"You went over my helmet??"
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Lord_Pc
Promising
Famous Hero
Groin-Grabingly Clever
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posted September 15, 2005 11:36 AM |
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after ensuring the tavern was full of sleeping drunks, Pc led bob out of the tavern through the back, wanting to attract as little attention as possible.
they left the tavern and headed towards the library of enlightenment. Pc fidled around in his pocket looking for something then, without turning his head, he said to bob
"we are going to make a little stop before we get to meet this guy. it is one that is needed to ensure your safety"
Pc stopped and looked at Bob to see a frown upon his face. Pc put his hand on bobs shoulder and with a smile said
"dont worry bob, everything will be alright"
they continued towards the library of enlightenment. when they reached the library Pc led them towards a particular section of the library. this part contained books on dungeon strategies. Pc then pulled back a book and bob saw that behind the book was a dark button. it was dark enough that it would be passed as a piece of the shelves if Pc hadnt presses it.
the floor opened and a staircase was revealed. Pc took a candle from a nearby table and led the way down. as soon as bobs head was clear the floor closed back up and the underground room lit up. Pc immediatly put the candle on a brick slightly. Bob noticed that Pc had obviously been here many times as everything that happened was like clockwork
Pc then sat bob down infront of a table
"put your hand on this pad bob. it will record your fingerprints"
bob did as instructed. Pc then went over to a corner and seemed to put something together using a computer and a few things around the place. Pc looked over his shoulder and saw bob looking in fasination around the little room.
"oh, sorry. this bob is what i call "The uknown room". not the best name but it does the job. if u ever need a place to hid, this is it. no body knows about this place, not even the mods. its a long story but the mods think that this place is actually another room that they control. but dont worry about that. we will be leaving momentarily"
Pc then brought over 2 little black objects. they were about the size of ones index finger, in a cylindrical shape. they were totally black except for one red light on one end of the device, the other end had a button.
"what is that???" bob asked inspecting the one Pc had handed to him
"it is what i call it a communitcation device, or CD for short. your CD will be called 'bobs DC' or 'BCD' and mine will be called 'Pcs CD' or 'PCD'" bob then pressed the button and Pcs light went off. bob released the button istantly. "when you press the button it lights up my MCD and vice versa. if u really need help or really need to contact me press the button for 5 seconds straight then talk. i will hear you. but the battery lasts only about 20 minutes so dont press the button for nothing."
bob pressed the button again and as before, PCD went off. "ok bob, lets go" with that they exited the secret room and headed towards another part of the library towards the secret man Pc had been talking about
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Da-da-dada-HEY-dada-da-da
Two goldfish were in their tank. One turns to the other and says, 'You man the guns, I'll drive.'
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Shadowcaster
Honorable
Supreme Hero
Shaded Scribe
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posted September 15, 2005 12:35 PM |
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"Nothing," he said with a reassuring smile after gaining his composure. Asmodean gave the shadow mage an odd look before looking around the Tavern. "I'll clean this up, don't worry about that," he quickly added with a nervous chuckle. Asmodean shrugged, and headed off down the road.
Shadowcaster now surveyed the damage: 36 penalties had been given out in his rage. Valeriy would not be happy when he figured this out, and, since none of the newly penalized members were likely to return to either of the shadow mage's modded forums, the Mage of the Land would probably have to clean the mess up himself. Hopefully this wouldn't divert him from his hunt for That Pandora, as it seemed the shadow mage wasn't likely to catch her anytime soon.
Did she know he had turned on her?
No, that was impossible. That Pandora was so trusting it was sickening...but why, then, did she flee? Shadowcaster surmised that it had to do with whoever she was with in the booth. She had told the shadow mage that she didn't go in there often, and the last time she had was a long time before he had joined the Tavern team - to do yoga, she had said. It was quite obvious she didn't want to be found, that's the only reason she would ever go there.
It's not like much changed in that rotting bar anyway.
Perhaps if Val heard about this he'd forget all about his disdain for cleaning up moderator messes.
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Guitarguy
Responsible
Supreme Hero
Rockoon.
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posted September 15, 2005 01:19 PM |
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I needed to be silent; more quiet than a dead mouse. Nobody suspects that I'm here, so noise of any sort is out of the question. This is for real. Finally, a place of peace. My mind can rest easily, for I will be able to carry out my work in silence and serenity. Yes, this is the life. But enough of this petty daydreaming! I have to stay focused on writing the ending to my Guitarguy Adventures fanfic. HA! They thought this decent, mild-mannered, thoughtful creator of Downhill Times wasn't a QP-hungry lurker. Well, they're terribly wrong. They're ALL wrong! Hehehe, the thought of their ignorance is deliciously delightful...
(*Tippie-tap-tap-tippie-tap-tap*)
Wait a minute! What the heck is that?
(*Tippie-tap-tap-tippie-tap-tap*)
Footsteps? Down here??? Crap. This could be bad; very bad. I must stay hidden or else I'll get caught. Yet, I must find out who it is. I've just gotta.
Taking a deep breath, I put down my pen and got up. I crept away from my desk and headed towards the door. Creaking noises formed with every step, so I made myself extra careful. Stepping over a discarded GG's H3 Interviews magazine, I played with some disturbing thoughts in my head. Still not believing that anyone could've found my secret lair, I tried my best to breathe. If I find spammers at my doorstep, I can expect to find an influx of noisy VW enthusiasts infesting my place and blowing my cover here in HC. On the other hand, if I find Angelito or the other mods at my doorstep, I'm as good as fried. They hate it when us artistic types hang around the Library long after closing time. Then, of course, there's their hatred of people hiding inside secret rooms they aren't fully aware of. And worst of all, that all of this could be accomplished by HC's ultimate Heroes 3 nOOb. That's a major no-no, for crying out loud. Bad times, definitely.
Damn, this keyhole is small. I can barely see through it clearly. Wait! I think I see two people. Not their faces, but just their bodies. They are getting closer. But who the heck are they???
Watch and wait, wait and watch...
-Guitarguy
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pandora
Honorable
Legendary Hero
The Chosen One
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posted September 16, 2005 12:18 AM |
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As I waited for Jebus' reply, that feeling came back. I closed my eyes tightly against it, trying desperately to shut it out But what if Valeriy is really in trouble? As it began to subside yet again, I stared at the ground a moment, watching the way the shadows flickered with the glow of the candles. Suddenly I sat straighter in my chair, all the shadows went east - all but one: "Shadowcaster" I gasped.
No, I wasn't quite ready yet to face another moderator. Not so soon. I looked down at my hands and noticed the purplish glow that usually surrounded me was back Has Valeriy forgiven me? I wondered. I tunred my hands slowly, watching as the glow seemed to return and then diminish at intervals. What was going on with Valeriy?? It's like he's turning it on and off...
"OK, Jebus, this is going to seem a little bit strange, and I'm sorry, really sorry" I whispered. I summoned all of my strength and willed myself to the Tournament of Honour. For a second I thought it wouldn't work, that I was still stripped of my ability to teleport, but then after a moment the power surged and Jebus and I were transported within a flash of brilliant light.
When we arrived, we were greeted by the familiar clashing sound of steel on steel, the roaring of lions and the cheers and boos of a hostile crowd.
"Ahhh! This is perfect!" I smiled, none of the nosier moderators frequented this place, and surely no one would come looking for me here.
I looked up at the great stone walls of the colosseum, the shining white pillars and sighed. Sure, some may find it intimidating, but it was beautiful - and had been here so long, the history within its walls was amazing.
Jebus followed, watching with interest as two armoured soldiers passed us by in battle. To the left I watched as one fellow pelted another with a great Meteor Shower and ran off quickly
"Coward!!" I cried, shaking a fist at him " Stand and fight like a man" After all this time away I still can't stand those blasted hit and runners!
"Okay Jebus, we'll be fine here for a short while, just remember the rules. Number one, don't ask a question until you've searched everywhere for the answer - if the answer is posted somewhere you will be flamed!"
I noticed Jebus was chewing at his fingernail absently as he looked around, so I swatted his hands away from his mouth "stop it, that's disgusting"
"Gotcha! Rule number two ... don't bite fingernails" Jebus joked. I was about to correct him, but then decided against it, its a good rule.
"And finally,rule number three... Do not ever tell someone else that you can kick their butt. They will show you very quickly that you are wrong. And rule number three, don't say that you know anything about fighting, magic or anything - don't try to share your super tactics here, cuz they're no good. Anything you know, they know - and they know better. Be respectful, keep quiet, and we'll be just fine"
"Ohh yeah, last thing, always ask advice and be polite, they're very very nice if you don't break the rules. If there's any trouble we can just look for Angelito, he's a really nice guy"
We passed some time reading all of the old stories inscribed in the great stone walls. It seemed to me that Jebus was very watchful, though I couldn't really get any read on what he was thinking. I remembered that Jebus had issues with being moved around without permission, so I figured it might be best to make him forget this little trip ever happened. I looked back down at my hands and noticed the glow was once again starting to fade, already I could feel myself weakening again Damn, we'd beet get out of here and fast!
With another flash, Jebus and I teleported back to our original chairs in the Naked Girls hot spot, I knew by now Shadowcaster would be gone - he never tended to stay put anywhere for any length of time . I waved my hand before Jebus' eyes, to delete all memory of what had just transpired and sat awaiting his response.
It took just a moment for me to realize the chaos that was going on around me. "What the hell?" I wondered Shadowcaster?
I smiled as convincingly at Jebus as I could and said "Heh, this place can go nuts in the blink of an eye, can't it?"
Jebus just looked back at me in the strangest way, and then "THUNK!" his head hit the table hard.
"Ohhh man, what now??" I sighed, and waved to the now terrified looking bartender for another pitcher of beer.
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"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
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Asmodean
Responsible
Supreme Hero
Heroine at the weekend.
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posted September 16, 2005 03:11 AM |
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Perfect... I thought as I watched Pan order a pitcher of beer.
Making my way to the bar I intercepted the waitress with the pitcher and told her I'd bring it over to Pandora.
'So Pan!' I said cheerily. 'You look like you've been busy lately. And I see jebus is asleep again.
You Canadians just can't hold your drink!'
I poured myself a glass from the pitcher and took a long swallow, watching Pan out of the corner of my eye. She wasn't her normal bubbly self at all.
No signs of movement from Jebus, so I decided to take a chance.
'Seen Bob around lately Pan?'
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To err is human, to arr is pirate.
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Valeriy
Mage of the Land
Naughty, Naughty Valeriy
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posted September 16, 2005 03:33 AM |
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It was lucky that noone happened to be at the HQ Cafe or at Lord Xtreme's lair at the time, as the strangest things were happening. Valeriy bit himself on the arm while trying to mumble something incoherent, and occasionally materialised in different places around the room, as if struggling with some invisible fighter. Lord Xtreme occasionally dealt punches to his own body, performed silly dances and hit his head on various objects while shattering the lair with his screams. From the outside, their behaviour appeared most abnormal.
On the inside, the two were sharing a kind of mental communication they now both would prefer not to share. But the poisoned donut was eaten, and there was no choice. Neither opponent wanted to give in, as that would surely be very painful.
Valeriy understood that Lord Extreme wanted power, and started deliberately fabricating secrets in his mind. They were original and twisted plots, such as detailed descriptions of the land's magical inconsistencies, commonly referred to as 'bugs'. Valeriy made it seem like one of the secrets was to inscribe very insulting things in one's own address while standing in the middle of wastelands at the brightest hour - if the right self-insult was spoken, insane powers would be granted to the fortunate masochist. One of the other "secrets" involved writing a longer autobiography than that of Valeriy - if that autobiography was interesting, then all of Valeriy's powers would go to the writer. Lord Xtreme was allowed to scribble down his discoveries, filled with evil joy.
Lord Xtreme was not too skilled at controlling his own thoughts and Valeriy learned where the Xtreme's lair was, and even how he made up his name after being bullied by one of the more brutal community members, who kept threatening to "take him easily". The new name required appropriate lifestyle, and a once decent boy settled down into a far away corner of the Glade forest, where noone could find him, undertaking the practice of acting evil all day long. After he began to succeed at producing a very threatening laughter and at getting his eyes to glow, he began plotting all sorts of plans. The plans ranged from relatively inocent spam to serious crimes of thread killing.
Of course it's lonely trying so hard to be evil and getting no recognition for it, so he decided to become a moderator. Unfortunately he soon discovered that his refined evil appearance did not go well with the officials. After much humiliating begging and insubstantial threats, he tried siding with other evil characters in hope to build a reputation, but once again this ended up to be the wrong kind of reputation. Torn between thirst for power and desire to be evil, he resolved to take by force what is rightfully his, according to his own logic.
He went on a quest to defeat Valeriy in a fair battle, but after a good start was really frightened by one of Valeriy's psychic tricks, and abandoned that undertaking. This was his next plan - the poisoned donuts. And apparently it wasn't going as well as he'd hoped. Especially the silly dances. That is one good thing about having a solitary lair.
Valeriy was fully focused on keeping Xtreme's influence at bay, and this caused his powers to occsaionally flicker back to their habitual state, which was sensed and utilised by Pandora. Valeriy was too busy to notice her teleportations.
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You can wait for others to do it, but if they don't know how, you'll wait forever.
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Jebus
Promising
Supreme Hero
TheJester akaJeebs akaJebfoo
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posted September 16, 2005 03:36 AM |
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(face down on the table)
I can't feel anything... the darkness... it's all around... what's that? of course, now of all times, asmoqueen takes a shot at my country's drinking habits..... Id love to get her and consis in the same room.... should be funny..... if I could feel my arms i might lash out at her....
.... the darkness... feels like days.... weeks.....
"help me...... s ... o........ s......... I saw this in a video once.... if i could only move my head.... or maybe a finger..... s.......o.......s....... feels like .....
Im drowning........ why is ... why is Val not helping....
I called out to you.... you ignored me.... why.......
PAN!!........ she's not listening.... must be......
must..... be....... BOB!"
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"You went over my helmet??"
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Lord_Pc
Promising
Famous Hero
Groin-Grabingly Clever
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posted September 16, 2005 10:04 AM |
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Pc and bob took a few turns then Pc stopped and talk to bob in a tone that was more serious that usual.
"bob, you dont know what going on right now and u want some sort of answer right?" bob nodded. "well i want some answers aswell. things have been going on lately that just seem wierd. i am going to leave you here for a few hours and go see what is going on. if something goes wrong or u for some reason need me just press your BCD and i will come. i dont want anyone to see these CDs so keep them in ur pocket and try to have one hand on your BCD at all times"
and with that they continued walking
Pc and bob walked towards the door. Pc knew that GG would be hiding, since GG didnt know that Pc knew about this so called "secret hidout". Pc went right up to the door then stopped, knowing GG would not check to see who was out here. after a few minutes GG had gone back to his chair and that was when Pc entered
"hello GG" Pc said with a smile and a cheery voice. "i see you are still working on that 'Guitarguy Adventures' fanfic." then Pcs voice became more serious "i need you to take care of bob for me. just for a few hours while i get some things done. i know that this place is relativly undiscovered so bob will be safe here. i wil be back soon"
Pc leant over and whispered into bobs ear
"just remember to press your BCD if you want me. and if you ever need a place to hid just go to my secret spot but be sure to put something on that brick that i put the candle on. that disables the button as to not allow anyone to enter"
Pc gave bob a smile then GG a serous nod the he left the room to go and find out just what was happening
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Da-da-dada-HEY-dada-da-da
Two goldfish were in their tank. One turns to the other and says, 'You man the guns, I'll drive.'
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pandora
Honorable
Legendary Hero
The Chosen One
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posted September 21, 2005 05:00 PM |
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I looked at Asmodean for a minute, wondering if I dare trust him, then I looked over at Jebus, still face-down on the table. Hmm, what is going on with him? Normally I'd bring him to Valeriy for help... *sigh* Guess that's no option now
I glanced around the room, watching as the patrons writhed around in pain over the penalties that had been flung about the hall. I frowned sadly, I hated these penalties... I turned back to Asmodean and saw that he was surveying the room with a concerned expression. Hmm, he doesn't seem to like it either, maybe I can trust him
"Yes, I have seen Bob... too much of him lately" I answered.
"But, before I go on, I don't think it's safe to be here anymore... and its no good for us to leave things in this condition - let's remove all the penalties so no one has to suffer here anymore. We can check through modsquad later and decide if they were earned - if need be we can return to slap these guys with them again...But I highly doubt this type of punishment was deserved at all" I shook my head sadly as I watched the members trying to pull the penalties off themselves, and the sound of their pleading for help was enough to break my heart.
Asmodean started to undo the penalties, and I called for the grateful barkeep to tend to Jebus.
"Please take him somewhere safe, and alert me through the IM system if there is any change in his condition"
The barkeep quickly took Jebus down the hall, and I joined Asmodean in healing all the wounded. Once it was finished, I realized where we had to go - it was the only place I could feel safe in confiding in anyone.
"C'mon Asmodean, I know a safe place... nobody who is up to no good would ever come here"
Our walk quickly turned into a sprint as the QP hunters caught our scent.
"Two Mods!!" they cried "Get them!!"
Finally we arrived, I opened the shiny white gates and we entered before Asmodean had even realized where I brought him.
"Asmo, you're too damned cute to be gay! Its just no fair!" I blurted, and quickly covered my mouth with both hands in embarrassment - turning a bright shade of crimson.
This was the downside of where we had come, you cannot lie.. eventually all truths must be revealed. The magical barrier surrounding this place could slap anyone who even attempted to lie with a dozen of the most agonizing penalties. No one knew what would happen to a moderator who tried to tell a falsehood, but it was long ago agreed in squad that no one wanted to find out.
Before I knew it I had blurted out every last detail of what had transpired with Bob, starting with his escape and ending the tale right where we stood.
"So Asmodean, what do you think of all this? What should we do next?" I asked.
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"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
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Shadowcaster
Honorable
Supreme Hero
Shaded Scribe
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posted September 21, 2005 08:45 PM |
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Shadowcaster wandered through the hub of HC, in no mood to lurk about at this point. That pandora, she was a crafty one, but so was he. She couldn't run forever, not once he had gone to Val and requested the means to go after her. Who knows what tricks the Mage held up his sleeve, but Shadowcaster was willing to find out. All that mattered to him now was bringing That Pandora to her knees. Perhaps he might even inherit her power. He smiled to himself.
The large crowd that had gathered in the hub consisted mainly of guests to the community, outsiders who perhaps considered moving here, though most were merely members in disguise. No one ever paid the shadow mage much heed, but he'd get the occasional IM now and then. That Pandora never failed to mention the large volume she received as soon as she walked through the gate. She was also the favorite of the members. The shadow mage had decided to avoid that title; most just flocked to her title as moderator. He had never much cared for popups anyway.
The shadow mage walked through the gate of HQ and smiled at the form of Hexa, which still stood posed to run off should some member or guest feel inclined to follow him into the Mod Squad before the gates were locked. The members were always distracted just long enough for the mod they had followed to slip in and lock the gate behind. No one followed the shadow mage on that day. 'Bummer,' he thought to himself. Shadowcaster was always up for a little excitement.
As if on cue, a raven, the shadow mage's chosen messenger, flew down with an IM in its talons. After dropping the message into the shadow mage's hands, the bird settled on his shoulder in case he was ready to make some reply. Shadowcaster unrolled the letter; it was from That Pandora. It read:
Hey
What happened in the Tavern today? I left for one second and the place is trashed and penalties are everywhere. I cleaned up the mess as best I could, but I don't know if all of the penalties have been removed. Please message me as soon as possible and let me know if everything's okay.
Pan
Shadowcaster wadded the letter up and threw it into the grass nearby, near the corner of the fence around the modsquad. He would keep her in the dark as he had done for so long, it was the one thing he knew best. He continued on toward the HQ complex, but before he reached the door, he heard a racket coming from the side of the giant building.
'The donut shop?' he wondered, and went to investigate.
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Asmodean
Responsible
Supreme Hero
Heroine at the weekend.
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posted September 30, 2005 09:59 AM |
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Ah the old 'Tell the Truth' Zone.
People did sometimes say the most embarassing things here.
'Okay the most important thing as I see it, is that I'm way too sober to deal with this'.
And that was the truth.
'The second thing is...we need to get Bob back and under one of our eyes at all times. Where did you put him Pan?'
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To err is human, to arr is pirate.
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