Gryphon

Isn't that the one who moonlights and the demonic duck of distractions in it's spare time?

Gryphon waves at Blade Mistress from a corner where he awaits Mynx's return Be welcome, make yourself at home, have a look around and see if there's much here you like... He gestures to the Mynx who's still tacklehuging I see you've already got one friend here.. the first of many I'm sure.

No! Noooo! Must drive Cryptomancer mad... Make him mad I tell you!!! Hey... there's a topic in there. Madness - in thought or love.

Perspective ~~~ As I walk, The world creeps sideways, In the street lamps light, To hide behind a tree. The commuter: ~~~ I lie in wait, This morning, The bus is my natural prey.

Would it even still be a ship they were travelling on?

Well... bugger. Not much more to say really.

Awesome... well deserved congratulations all around. Well done.

Gryphon comes into the Cabaret Room still decorated for valdar and astralis, aardvark and parmenion and tacks another banner up on the wall underneath the main one... it says: Happy Birthday Gwaihir and purple_shadows too! Realising that neither Gwai or ps is in the room already for the birthday celebrations he races off to try and find them knowing that everyone else will make them welcome if they show up while he's away. ~~~ I know I'm early by the rest of your standards but for me, it's their birthdays so Happy birthday!

Happy birthday! I know I'm probably a little late, but hope you all had great ones.

Dragons.

"Hey Meredith..." Pete watches with an amused expression on his face while Bobby talks to Meredith... "Yeah, me and Pete were just talking about this so called accident that Brown was in and there is something I can tell you about it... There is no way he was racing while drunk at the wheel." Meredith loads a heap of sarcasm into her next few words, "Oh yeah right. Like how would you know anyway?" Bobby misses the sarcasm, beer'll do that to you, and replies. "Cos the coach would kick him from the team if he ever got done for drinking and driving that's why... and besides he'd never let the team down like this - we got a big game next week and there's no way to replace Brown on the team by then."

slinks into the room Actually it wasn't so much a 'nobody likes me'... it was more a question of self worth. I'm aware that I'm a fairly quiet character on here - it matches the way I am in RL - I build friends slowish, but I try to build them good... I was just feeling somewhat left behind by Mynx and Cryptomancer, both of whom I feel have a flair for the writing that is so treasured here... I know it's not a race, but I look at them and want to contribute more or better... then I cant think of anything to write and it gets worse. I'll try be better tho, and not so defeatist, I promise. slinks back off to the shadows

Bobby nods agreement to Pete's words. "Meet me back at my place, we need to talk..." Once Pete has noded his agreement Bobby cranks up the stereo in his mustang and pulls off, leading the way back to his place, taking a moment to enjoy the speed and impromptu race that develops between him and Pete - nothing too serious. When they get back to Bobby's place and relax in his parents lounge Bobby grabs a couple of beers from the cooler and offers one to Pete before sitting down, worried thought written clearly across his face. "I've been thinking... what if it wasn't an accident? I keep thinking that Brown knew better than to get wasted before racing... I just cant figure out what else might be going on though - you know?" ~~~ OOC: I accuse Ricky / Cryptomancer cos he's pointing fingers without reason, there's no real grief there... and cos he looked at me funny.

Shifting gear Bobby accelerated out of the corner heading up to the hills on the edge of town where his folks live. His thoughts randomly turn to the upcoming prom and who he wants to go with and the death of M.B... Damn - who'd have thought that he'd wrap himself around a tree drinking and driving? That was pretty unusual - after what'd happened to me most of the team had taken to drinking after they'd gotten to their destination rather than before... weird Bobby shook his head and schooled his thoughts back to who he'd go with... maybe Tiffany - she was pretty hot... or maybe not... so many girls to choose from. Shaking his head Bobby accelerated again - he'd think about it tonight after he'd gotten home and had a couple of beers - and maybe some weed. Maybe that'd help him forget about M.B too.

I found this to be ... strange. Knowing the person behind the mind I was torn between finding this kind of amusing / funny and being very very worried that your mind could come up with a conversation like this. Gryphon subtly motions for the men in white coats to come and gift Raven with the pretty straight jacket with the nice shiny buckles

Aren't poodles well known for being the deadly amphibious terrors of the high seas?

I was trying to imagine a 'lynching' at a high-school prom with regards to the game we're playing and it occured to me that a lynching scene might be a real lynching - bloodthirsty students tearing one another appart. Nasty.

Bobby turns to Pete and Vincent, with whom he shares the last class of the day keen to discuss the evenings event... "Well, I'm not surprised that we were nominated, I'm just surprised that more of the team isn't in the running." With a sudden grin Bobby indicates Anton who is animatedly discussing something - presumably the prom with some of his mates on the other side of the room. "So...", Bobby says, turning the topic to something else, "Which of the girls do you guys think is likely to come up as prom queen?"

Wasn't his full name Lassie the Pirate Prince?

I have long found this to be an interesting (and often reoccuring) topic of discussion and I like your coverage of it. I'm not sure how in depth you need to go if this is an assignment of some description but here's my own two cents worth of thought that was dredged up by your writing: It occured to me that this does not just happen to those that play D&D. There are many passtimes in this world that have a habit of growing to consume all available time. Ask anyone who's recently got a new game for their computer, or PS2, or a model enthusiast who's just got that replica of a 1897 steam engine that they have to get built this weekend and I'm sure you'll find the compulsion is more universal. I also thought that this debate in different forms happens over and over on many different topics all over the world. It wasn't too long ago that I heard certain fundamentalist groups were claiming that Harry Potter books were the work of the devil to lure young children to their doom... what is it with fundamentalist groups anyway huh?

It was certainly the best and most highly amusing april fools day joke I've encountered in many a year... it had style and flair, where most april fools day jokes seem to be left somewhat wanting when it comes to wit. Nicely done oh Lady of Shadows.

Just as Tanny is getting ready to leave her pedestal certain that the birthday wishings are over Gryphon hits her with a tacklehug of his own. Happy Birthday Tanny! Sorry I almost kinda sorta mighta missed it.

Gryphon lays in a supply of industrial strength snuggles for whenever Mynx needs them and then covers her with a wing to help her keep warm Get better soon kitten! The game will be awesome and provide you entertaing reading for whenever you're feeling up to it I'm sure.

I too find that time is against me at the moment - so as much as I'd truely love to play I think that for now I'll stick to the WereWolf games... Sorry about that.

Rev picks himself up off the floor and starts to dust himself off from Ayshela's enthusiastic hugs... A low flying Gryphon hits Rev with another series of tacklehugs. Happy Birthday Rev!