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Jechum floats in...

 

Attention any old non-serious Archmage player.

 

I've decided to start the "Rabbits of Caerbannog" (RoC) guild on Guild.The-Reincarnation.

 

In order to do this I need at least four volunteers to reincarnate at http://guild.the-reincarnation.com.

 

I plan on using a P? counter policy with PiMttS arrow rules and an additional option to pass counters onto an allied guild.

 

Remember at this time I'm not taking this seriously.

 

So if you don't mind losing turns and more interested in writing witty Arrows, your just the member I'm looking for.

 

Jechum floats out...

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Jechum floats in...

 

Right now I'm just getting familiar with the game again.

 

With a turn ever 10 Min I expect to lose some.

 

So ya it should be ok. :)

 

Jechum floats out...

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Revery stumbles, trying to resist the powerful urge to incarnate. He feels so drawn, but he resists. Then, just as he thinks he has it beat, he begins to feel his resistance fading fast.

 

"Nooooo!"

 

Something seems to be draining his will to sanity...

 

Down and across the hall, back in the shadows but just in sight of where the recruitment poster is posted, hangs a full standing portrait of Zool, Elder of Elders, Warrior of Mirth. He is straining to watch Revery with a peculiar concentration, and at the same time slowly swinging a rubber chicken by it's feet.

 

Revery's whole body began to gently sway in unison with the swaying of the rubber chicken.

 

"Sign the paper..." Zool was saying in a slow, commanding tone. "You cannot resist the power of the chicken..."

 

:P

 

:rubberchicken:

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*resists...*

 

*Resists...*

 

*RESISTS!!!*

 

*(Gives in.)*

 

I am sooooo there.

 

EDIT:

 

As an added bonus, I'm both old and non-serious!

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Elladan *danced* into the room, causing his brother and Nuncio to gape in amazement. Guido merely hid under the bed.

 

What is up with you?! asked Elrohir wonderingly.

 

Dad is revisiting an Archmage place occasionally - but *I* get to be the General of his Armies, in charge of Counter-attacking!

 

As he Danced out of the room again, Guido peeked out from under the bed.

 

Wow youse guys, didya hear dat? Da Polite Bard's gonna go back to war!

 

Elrohir and Nuncio just looked at each other and shoot their heads.

 

Elrohir stood up and adjusted his sword before looking down at the eager Guinea Pig before replying.

 

No, not war. He must be following friends to protect them. THAT is the message of his choice of Generals.

 

He strode out after his twin.

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I despise you. :ph34r:

That addiction was impossible to overcome.

 

Oh well, a little relapse every once in a while never hurt anyone... :rolleyes:

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I feel about zero .. no, -1 urge to start again. Browser-based strategy games, such a soft, harmless addiction compared to the real stuff. ;)

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*snarls at Yui*

 

Just one more time... Just one more time... Just *one* more...

 

*sits in a corner, naked and shivering*

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*stares blankly at the screen*

 

Play...archmage...again?

 

*fear starts to sneak into his gaze*

 

Wait...memory returning. Archmage is...bad...

 

*eyes start to twitch*

 

P...ppppppoooooowwweeeeeer......WAIT

 

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

 

Cioden? No. NO! NO GO AWAY!

 

BLEEEEEEEEAAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!

 

*Flaring pain subsides, eyes flicker and become black*

 

Yes....yessssssssss...I returrrrrrrrrrnnnnn.....

 

 

 

 

(Sure I'll join!)

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*Tzimfemme, mud-caked and grim-faced, creeps out of the darkness to crouch beside Vlad with two spears in hand. Cautiously she reaches out to touch him, then thinks better of it, retreats, and pokes him in the shoulder with one spear.*

 

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH

 

Cool it, Vlad, I understand, I understand. Take this.

 

*She lays the spear down within Vlad's reach, then scoots back into the darkness so she's not within range.*

 

Make good use of it. Me, if any dominion so much as LOOKS at me funny, don't care whose it is--

 

*sound of fist hitting palm, peculiar exhalation*

 

--it's dead.

 

Can't go with you, have to report back to the server-side boss. No stabbing me in the ass as I leave, either, or I'll stake you twice.

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As several Pen members curiously examine Jechums recruitment poster and start signing themselves up to join in his crusade, Wyvern observes their actions through a crystal ball from the sleazy comfort of his dimly lit quarters, cackling to himself evily and rubbing his scaly claws together in glee. The overgrown lizard turns towards an ancient chess board that rests adjacent to his crystal ball, and gleefully adjusts the positions of the hollographic Queen and the framed picture King on its surface before turning towards a scoreboard hanging on a wall crowded with scheme proposals. The lizard chalks a few numbers onto the board, then grins from ear to ear and turns once again towards his crystal ball, closely examining it and rubbing his claws over its surface. After several minutes of watching the ball, the lizard quietly hisses:

 

"That'ssss right my pretty little rabbits, make your way to Caerbannog and build your nessstsss there. And don't forget that you need mana to hatch those little eggsss you lay, and guard those little nestsss you make. Mana... plentiful, plentiful mana."

 

Having said this, the lizard grins a discomforting grin of razor-sharp teeth and turns towards the scoreboard that he had previously attended to, proudly examining its title. "Almost Dragonic Brand Caerbannog Mana Troves - charge'em for their energy without them even knowing about it!"

 

"Exxxxcellent" hisses Wyvern as he watches another member join, completely ignorant of the hidden geld charge set on mana. "Go, my little bunny rabbitssss, scurry around about in your little Almost Dragonic Brand Metaphorical Cages™. You're going to make your uncle Wyvern a fortune!"

 

With that, Wyvern lets out a gale of evil laughter and swiftly departs from his chambers, not wanting to miss out on the plentiful parties and member projects that demand his attention.

 

;-)

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Jechum floats in...

 

There is always room...

 

I don't think we will Hall anyone this reset so the goal will be to have fun!

 

We have already begun to rule the UBB.

 

So bounce, baby, bounce, bounce right over and join.

 

Also for those interested I'm willing to assist in the game basics.

 

Just remember I'm a Newbie. :D

 

We still don't have a white player and just one green.

 

Jechum floats out...

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Pounces Tanny and cuddles her as he casually walks toward Reincarnation with her

 

Since the whole focus is to have fun and write clever War Arrows, it shouldn't be a problem being ignorant. Have to make mistakes to learn and this is a great way to make a mistake. :P

 

Anyway, you'll have our support.

 

If I get time, and you have access to IRC, I'll take you on a tour of chatrooms and introduce you to some of the wonderful people who'll also be playing.

 

Just remember - it's a war game, so don't take attacks or "talking smack" seriously - just coordinate with us and attack back! :D

 

Consider it obsessive-compulsive stress release.

 

Disappears through the Portal with her, as his voice trails after in the now empty chamber, "Have you met Elladan? He's the General of my Army in charge of Attacks..."

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