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Originally posted by LightMeDark:
"Regards, sir. I'm called LMD. Fine weather you're having."

"We don't rightly care what yer called."

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Originally posted by safeat2nd:
On the Sereni-Tree orbiting Zanzibar, McQ’s sensors are flooded with an electronic scream, bringing him crashing to his knees. Then it is gone. Gingerly scanning all frequency to find its origin, McQ finds nothing but static.

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Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
*hopes everyone will finish their complicated and convoluted businesses on Zanzibar in time for the annual SereniTREE Christmas party.*

Serenity,
President of The Juggled Gosling Chatroom
Bride8

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:

On the planet Zanzibar, in the hidden fortress of the Octagonal Order:

BEGIN OOC:

Ummm… Okay, so how to fix this…. I went back and did a bit of reading of the previous thread. Okay, so SR does NOT want to be at the castle of the local Baroness. It looks to me like SR wants to report to the Octagonal Order that the local Baroness in the (other) Castle is hiring someone to search for the Dream Stone, and that the Stone is in the possession of the Chancellor of the Empress Arinda, Immortal Sorceress.

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The 3-foot-tall butler scurried ahead of the determined figure behind him. Sir Morgana of the Octagonal Order was taking long, slow strides, her head down, lost in her own musings. Whatever disaster was happening down in the vault of the techno-heretics, she trusted Sir Devan to handle it. But a knocking at the gate? Who even knew of the hidden gate’s existence?

Only a select few.

The small butler stopped, immaculate in his tuxedo. For all of his rushing about, not a hair was out of place, not one bead of perspiration touched his face. He bowed deeply. “Baroness Morgana of Fairhaven, I present to you our three new guests.”

Morgana was a tall woman, with a pale face and raven black hair. She was still dressed in the same black leather armor that she wore when Krysta was captured. At her throat she wore a brooch displaying an octagon. Various weapons dangled at her sides. She was tired and annoyed when she addressed the newcomers. “Very well, then, exactly what…” Morgana stopped, surprised, and pointed directly at Scorpion Regent. “YOU! After all these years, you have FINALLY returned! And… and… Hey! You broke our gate!”


OOC: Again, Morgana is not to be confused with the local baroness, who, as 13 and Seryn once showed us, is a cow who needs to be bitch-slapped. Morgana is the baroness of a different place.

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Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
Hey, brother!

Long time no see. Where've you been hiding!

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Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
She's only 4 months old! She's just trying to crawl. Give her a few months!/

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
On the Sereni-Tree:

When Ath checks out the cockpit in the pilot dome on the bridge, he discovers that all of his “Invader Zim” action figures are missing, replaced by an extensive collection of Bruce Lee memorabilia. Also, all of the piloting displays have been reprogrammed to show their data exclusively in Mandarin Chinese. Glued to the console is a picture of a family of Asian descent, with five teenagers surrounding a middle-aged couple. One of the teenagers in the picture is clearly a younger image of the woman Ath knows as Quincey, Bride5.


OOC: Good to have you back, Ath!

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Originally posted by safeat2nd:
Sir Luc stands atop the keeps tower. Though there was no wind, the energy of the world flowed through her causing her hair to move as if blown by a strong breeze.

She came to realize that the energy flowed in patterns, that there were ‘hotspots’ of magical energy, and that this Keep was built on one of them.

Her gaze focused on one of the other hotspots, from where approached a wave a malevolent magic.

Feeling naked and decidedly un-heroic, Sir Luc sought to rectify that. Closing her eyes and reaching out with her mind, she taps another’s ‘talent’. Holding her arms straight out from her sides, and tilting her head back eyes still closed, she waits.

Down in the Keep, Sir Kei approaches Wisp, a question forming on his lips when his great sword is wrenched from his hands by an invisible force and flys out of the room.
Standing in shock and staring accusingly at his own hand, Sir Kei notices his armour start to disassemble and fly out of the room in pieces as his sword did.

His keen analytical mind... *pause for laughter*... finally puts two and two together with a sound almost audible. “Sir Luc! Stop this instant. Tis unseemly for a knight to be defrocked in public!”

Atop the tower a small creeps across Sir Luc’s face as the armour assembles around her, fitting perfectly. She holds one arm above her head and catches Sir Kei’s Broadsword deftly and without strain. Her eyes snap open, red fire leaking from her tear ducts and the blade bursts into flame.

“Come to me little ones. I’m hungry...”


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"Got a headful of lightning
And a heart full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
Oh and I love you sweet baby but I always take the long way home."

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Originally posted by seryn:
???????

Are you guys working on a different calendar? I could have sworn she wasn't born till after D*C...

Nevermind, but it does confirm that we're working to two different time frames - you're going in real time, while i'm working in narrative time.

which helps, because although the story is only a few days old, we really have BEEN HERE FOR MONTHS!!!!!

So if you'll excuse me, i'm going to be terribly ungracious one moment, and extricate myself from the plot by the most ungainly manner possible.

ic

Seryn turned from the guy greeting them and caught SR by the collar.

"Darling, as much fun as this has been, i'm tired, confused, growing increasingly round, not to mention short tempered. I have no idea what is going on, and can pretty much guarantee that even if I did, I would be of no use whatsoever."

*Snogs SR's socks off*

"So when you've managed to get you're self out of mortal peril, and other such larks, I shall be at home, eating strawberry's and gravy* and crying in a ridiculously hormonal way over rubbish romance novels."

*Walks off to a secluded spot, where no one can see the Nandi landing** and in less than an hour is back on the Tree*

*no kidding, this was actually one friends craving.

**and yes, for the purposes of this bit, the Nandi can be remote controlled.

Isn't sanity really a one trick pony, anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy...ooh hoo hoo hoo... the skys the limit!
http://www.myspace.com/seryndippyt

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Originally posted by Bride2:
While in the hanger, just before Jazaf closes the hatch, Deuce jumps into the ship with him.

"Hummph! Did you really think you could sneak off all on your own, Sensei!?"



Bride2

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
On the Sereni-Tree:

As he wanders around on the Sereni-Tree, McQ the cyborg runs into someone that he has never met before. She is a tall, attractive woman of perhaps 30 years, with long straight blonde hair. She is standing alone in the mess hall, with a sheathed katana held comfortably in her left hand. She is wearing simple yellow cover-alls. She looks up as he enters, startled out of her meditation. Her right hand flinches, but she does not draw her blade.

“What are you? Another damn robot like Sparky?” She looks more closely. “No, you were alive once, weren’t you? Just like me. You were hurt and changed and tinkered with, and put to someone else’s use. Just like me.”

She sighs as she looks at him. “Have a seat if you like, tin man. I am Ace.”

She turns away and chuckles grimly. “No, actually, I’m not. The one who died was called Ace, and that wasn’t even her real name because they took that away from her, too. I’m not sure who I am or what I am. I guess I’m a copy of the one called Ace. A replacement. But I remember BEING Ace, so I guess ‘Ace’ will do for now, until I find something better.”

She turns back toward him. “So, how about you?”

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Originally posted by McQ:
I remember those who created me smiling down on me in pride of the 'weapon' they created. When I came aboard this ship I decided it was my moment to turn against them and seek vengeance to those who made me like this."

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"Forgive my rambling. I've been in hybernation regenerating my circuits. I don't know how long I've been out but it seems most have fled the ship. I don't even know where we are at this moment. Perhaps you could bring me up to date."

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Originally posted by Jazaf:
"Is....someone floating above the castle?" Deuce wonders out loud.
"Looks like it. No doubt something's about to go down. C'mon, we have to hurry inside. I need to be brought up to speed by the other knights." Jazaf starts off for the Fortress.
"Other knights?"
"Welcome to my Home Planet."

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Originally posted by Bride2:


“You’re a knight, Sensei? That’s pretty cool.” Deuce frowns as she seems to consider this. “So does that make me a squire?”



Bride2

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Jazaf and Deuce enter the Keep of the Octagonal Order at the very place where Scorpion Regent and Baroness Morgana of Fairhaven (a Knight herself) are speaking.

Sir Morgana looks up. "Well, another prodigal son returns. Sir Jazaf, you have been missing for long, and the reasons for your departure are questionable. Yet, yet, we could surely use your aid if you would grant it."

Morgana glances at Deuce. "Is this your squire?"

Deuce nudges Jazaf. "See!"

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