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14 hrs ago
Current I'm about to be banished for the good of the realm again. Where is the trust in this world, I ask you?
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7 mos ago
I'm sorry, you've reached his personal secretary, Department of Shrubbery, Floor 64, Desk 1024. How can we help you today?
8 mos ago
Or buy a van or a used rental truck. Something nobody would look twice at. You can put in a rack for the rope, duct tape, plastic sheeting, shovels....
8 mos ago
Never trust a car salesman - especially a used car salesman. Have a buddy park across the street and see how many stuffed body bags you can shove in there. Gotta have room for plastic sheeting, etc.
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9 mos ago
Neil Gaiman wrote in his Good Omens bio that he likes it when fans send him $50. (He read Terry Pratchett's bio and figured it wouldn't hurt.)

Bio

I am a seven-foot tall minecraft-playing hindu guru drag-queen alien.

Possessor of an Ancient Device™ Model 17. No, I don't know what it does. No, you can't play with it.

Pronouns: It. As in: "What is it? What does it want? Why is it here? Oh my god, it's got my... <insert random body part or object here>"

Likes: World Domination, Writing, Rpg, scifi/fantasy, anime, sketchup 3d models, and anime music videos.

Companions: a host of characters from other games, my personal muse Penny (as in Bad), and the Badger gang - Toothpick, Buttons, Shark, and Mongo. They grew up in the balcony of an old theatre that played a lot of gangster movies. Normally benign, but may invade the OOC forums.

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Since we can have up to two characters and half-elves were okay in the Interest thread, here are my two offerings. I hope they're acceptable?





The Prince is just a bored dandy out to have a little fun, while the cabin boy has a ton of story hooks ready to exploit. There's also the situation comedy of him being unware that his cabin boy isn't a boy, and despite appearances, she is actually older and more experienced than him. Shades Haruhi of Ouran High School Host Club and Sebastian of Black Butler. Or would she be more like Radar from MASH?
Okay, next time.
@Expendable You posted your OOC in the IC. You might want to remove that from IC and post in OOC :)


oops! Thanks!

@Milkman So, if it's over a hundred years old, the notebook ought to be close enough that it should sort of "ding" at Jake, letting him know that the notebook itself is real. Like Jake said, just because the notebook is real is no proof that what's written inside is.

Would Jake know why the Emperor never retrieved his lost treasure?
Were there any rumors or stories that Jake might know as to why he was moving it, and to the middle of a desert?
Are there legends of some remote oasis or even an isolated escarpment there in the desert, say listed in The Devil's journal Jake carries?

Jake's going to shift slightly and using his peripheral vision, try to notice if others are paying them any attention.

Bandits are to be expected in bars. They may not believe in the treasure, but any expedition would have useful supplies.
And there may be others, true believers, who may show an interest now the notebook is out.
@Expendable It could have, if you want 🙂


It's sort of useless without a wagon to move it. Any signs of habitation? I'm not sure any of the others would be willing to donate a pint to Cian, and a farm would have a wagon.
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@Xaltwind hold up, re-imagining. New concepts emerging, please stand by.

@Xaltwind - People keep bringing up my username. Weird.

As far as recruitment goes, I'm just adding some flavor.
This looks like fun!

A good way to "recruit" is to press-gang crew from ships the pirates raid. Some crew decide the life of a sailor has no excitement for them, so they'll offer to become pirates, as long as they get to play-act in front of the ship's officers that they were 'forced' to join.

the problem is, of course, most pirate ships have a lot of ordinary sailor-types, so look for people with skills, like navigation, gunnery, etc. These guys typically must be forced to sign the articles.
Did Cian's iron coffin land near the others? Somehow I don't think they'd want to carry it, and Cian certainly can't as long as she's wearing the Dead God's seal.
Cian cried out as she fell, feeling briefly the touch of the sun on her skin, scorching her, but before she could begin to smoke she was swallowed by the cold water of the river, the chill making even her eyes widen in shock.

Now she was being toyed with.

Her begrimed leather breastplate splashed down next to her. She desperately reached out to grab it, even as the rotting padding she wore gave up in chunks, taken by the current. She paid it no mind, as leathers in hand, she struggled for the surface.

This would be so much easier without this seal around my neck!

She broke the surface with a gasp as the sun slipped behind the mountains. Someone was yelling hoarsely nearby, unseen. Cian ignored them as she struggled towards shore, going with the current until she reached a calm spot along the bank and could crawl out, still clutching her breastplate in one hand.

It was not a hot bath. There were no perfume soaps, soft warmed towels, oils, combs or brushes. It was, however, clean.

Cian stripped away the rest of her armor, laying it on the bank to dry before grabbing up a handful of sand as she slipped back in to bathe.

Tomorrow, there would be sun. She'd have to find a sheltered spot away from it, possibly a hollow in a tree or a cave, more clothes, certainly, and something to feed on.

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