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Come on New SGs District! You can win it! :biggrin:
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| I still think that the machine is under Smee's desk.
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EEEEEK!!!
 3 WAY TIE! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES~
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Voted. :biggrin:
*holds breath* 
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Nooooooo~!
Soily! How could you!
Now, just to annoy you i shall:
~holds breath~
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| Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 8:43 am Post subject: |
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I'm the only one that voted for Smee's mansion... 
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I would have, but I don't know whether that contains his mayoral office or not!
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Come on New SGs Forum! Go!
And, just to make a point, it says where should the team look, not where the machine is. So the team might look and not find it...
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YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  It would be fun to have it under Smee's desk.
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I want it under Smee's desk, so I reckon they should look but not find, then conduct a city wide search, with Soily looking in Smee's office, just to ruin the upholstery.
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Chapter 12 – First Against the Wall
“We will start with the Registration Wall. Any possible Mod Machine could cause havoc if those damned outsiders were given Mod powers.” Smee shuddered at the thought. “If we can’t find anything there, then we go to the Forest. You could hide an army in that place.”
“Mmm, an army eh?” Lordy said thoughtfully.
As everyone else slowly wandered off, Smee led Lordy and Soily to a corridor off to the side of the Mayoral chamber. Through several doors they went, down a dozen flights of steep stairs and through another door, which Smee unlocked with a large iron key.
Finally, at the end of a dimly lit hallway, they stood infront of a heavy metal portal barring the way. Making sure Lordy and Soily couldn’t see the code, Smee typed in a combination on a keypad to the side, and then pressed his finger up against a small piece of glass.
“Code accepted,” said a voice. “Identify Smee. Enter Mr. Mayor.” The door swung open slowly.
“Impressive,” said Soily shambling in. “Some sort of automated system?”
“Er, well we thought of that, but it was too expensive to install. Chinaren refused to give Kingky a 69% discount, so we went for a cheaper option.”
“Hello Mayor sir! All present and ship-shape here m’lord.” The same voice that they had heard a moment ago piped up, and a small figure appeared from behind the door, which she had been straining to pull open.
“White Blacksmith! What are you doing here?” asked Lordy.
“Smee said I was double posting too much. I have to clean and polish everything in here as punishment.”
“Yes, and take an inventory as well remember. How is it coming?” Smee said as Whitey strained to close the vault door behind them.
“Oh sir! I will be an old woman by the time I have finished here! Can’t I get some help?”
“Certainly not! I bring someone else in and you will be playing games instead of working. Now, get back to your cleaning!” Smee brought the Mayoral baton down on poor Whitey’s head with a thwack.
“Yes sir! At once sir! Sorry sir!” Whitey scampered off back to a waiting bucket and mop.
Smee looked after her for a moment and shook his head. “It’s hard to get the staff these days,” he said.
“What is this place?” said Lordy, looking around the vast cavern.
Smee beamed. “This my friend, is the ISEEC.”
“I sick?” said Soily.
“ISEEC,” Corrected Smee. “the IF Secret and Experimental Equipment Cave.”
“Not really the best acronym is it?” sniffed Lordy.
Smee grimaced. “I know, but it was the best we could come up with at the time.”
“So what’s in here then?” Soily moved forward and looked around.
The ISEEC was huge, with stacks of shelves reaching off into the distance. Boxes and strange pieces of equipment were stacked happazardly on them. Nearer to the three, just behind Whitey who was vigorously mopping away, were some offices.
Smee strode towards one of the larger ones, Lordy and Soily trailing after.
“This is our lab. To go outside the wall we will need disguises.” Smee reached into a large box and pulled out three bracelets. “Here, put these on.” He handed Lordy and Soily one each and clipped one around his own wrist.
Lordy examined his. The bracelet was a dull brown color with several buttons embeded into it.
“What’s this red one do then?” said Soily.
“Don’t press that!” shouted Smee. “Never press the red button.” He walked over to them. “Here, take these. It is a pack with some useful equipment.”
Lordy and Soily slung the packs onto their backs and followed Smee back outside where Smee found Whitey sitting down on an upturned bucket. “Back to work Whitey! Sooner started, sooner finished.”
“Yes sir” Whitey replied with a sigh, standing up again.
Smee led his two charges through another secure door, and along a long tunnel which twisted about and gradually sloped upwards. After nearly an hour they came to a flight of dusty stairs leading up to a trap-door.
“Right then, press the purple button twice on your bracelets,” said Smee.
They did so, and exclaimed as their appearances suddenly shimmered and changed.
“PIDs” pronounced the barbarian warrior that Smee had become.
“Personal Illusion Disguise?” guessed the tall thin Insectoid that Lordy now seemed to be.
“Hmmf, maybe,” said Smee, a little put out that Lord had guessed correctly.
“Hey, these are cool. I would never guess those were you,” said Soily. “How do I look?”
The other two looked at Soily for a moment.
“Er, great,” said Smee doubtfully.
“It’s a great disguise that’s for sure. I would never guess that was you,” said Lordy.
“Alright! What am I? Some Evil Anti-Paladin? A Warlock?” Soily bent over trying to get a look at himself.
“Something like that,” said Smee. “Come on, no time to waste. We are directly under Sector 507, just outside the wall. When we go outside we should have false names. I will be Kronan. Lordy you will be Hive.”
“What about me?” asked Soily.
“Er, I think… Helga for you come on now no dawdling.” Smee quickly climbed the stairs, Lordy/Hive close behind.
“Helga?” said Soily. “Helga!!??? Hey! You guys wait a minute! What is my disguise? Come on! Tell me!”
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In a dingy recess a sandy floor shifted and then exploded upwards. A hidden hatch flipped open and a Barbarian emerged, followed by a strange Insectoid and finally, grumbling under her breath, an ugly fat woman with rosy red cheeks and long hair tied in braids.
The three looked around. They were in a narrow alcove of some sort. No sun reached them and it was cold and smelly.
“Come on,” said the barbarian. “Close the hatch behind you Helga.”
They filed forward slowly, the fat woman closing the trap door, complaining under her breath all the while.
Kronan peered out into a chaotic scene.
Makeshift stalls were erected in haphazard fashion along a dusty street. Venders of all descriptions, sharing nothing in common but their dirty appearance, shouted their wares. Shady characters of all sorts passed by or stopped and haggled as their fancy took them. One tall robed figure was nose to nose with a lizard man from the deserts of AHA. Both were screaming at each other at the top of their voices. No one passing took any notice. The whole scene was overshadowed by the looming presence of the Great Registration Wall.
“What is this place?” asked Helga, stepping back to avoid a ragged looking warrior on the back of some sort of six-legged oxen. Stumbling along behind, tied to a rope, were several scrawny looking humans and a dwarf.
“This is the dark underbelly of IF. The lawless zone just outside our Wall. Here are touts, spammers, trolls, lurkers and the scum of the earth that feed their depraved desires.
“Hey! I think I just saw Chinaren,” said Hive, pointing to a short orange figure garbed in dark robes waddling past.
“Oh, no doubt one of his trading-clones. You know China, fingers in pies and all that. Where do you think he gets some of his ‘darker’ artifacts from?”
“And you allow this?” asked Helga.
Kronan shifted uncomfortably for a second. “Well, it’s just that sometimes the Council needs to perform some less… pleasant tasks, for the Good of the City of course, and the contacts here come in useful. It is a balance. It’s all about Good vs Evil vs Money
at the end of the day.”
“I see,” said Hive, tapping a digit to his chitin thoughtfully. “Interesting. Very interesting.”
“One day Key will sweep all this scum away,” said Kronan. “In the meantime it is useful to know where they are.”
They watched a merchant push a cart past. “Get yer magikal artifacts ‘ere!” He shouted. “Cursed rings! Handy for de-fingering! Special Tea, direct from the Dark-Brown district of THE. Knock out your enemies without them suspecting a thing! Explosive Wheelidibs! Great for a bloody larf! Bananas! Real Bananas! I gots it all I has!”
“Come on,” said Kronan. “I know someone who has his ear to the ground. Keep close and don’t speak to anyone.” He moved off, barging through the crush.
The other two followed him, pushing through the throng. They passed stalls advertising Fake Storygames, charms for voting and potions that ‘guaranteed’ a winning Storygame of the Month if drunk.
Some of the other stalls were more… basic in their offerings.
“So this is where Muaddib gets some of his staff,” said Helga as they walked around a market selling a variety of buxom wenches and well hung studs.
Kronan shook his head and pushed an imp who was trying to pick his pocket away. “The ASS raid here sometimes, but the slavers are like Hydras, chop one down and two more spring up in their place. Still, you can get some good bargains if you shop around. Er. So I hear. Aha, here we are.”
He ducked inside a small plain tent.
The other two followed to find themselves in a gloomy interior. Candles of various shapes and sizes, some looking distinctly phallic, lined the tent in defiance of all manner of safety laws. Wild drawings lined the canvas walls, depicting deeds both foul and perverted.
“Nice,” said Hive.
“And what do ye be visiting my wretched hovel for travelers?” A screeching wild voice came from the dark at the back of the tent.
They looked towards the voice as a figure emerged. “It was hunched over and walked with a limp. Large wild eyes rolled madly above a long nose. “Speak! Speak now or be drawn into my works!” The man laughed madly, rubbing his hands together. Helga noticed they were stained with inks of various colors, but mostly they looked red. Blood red.
“It’s only me Argonaut. Smee. This is Lordy and Soily.”
“Oh, well, nice to see you again Smee,” the figure suddenly straightened and spoke in a normal voice. “Hold on a minute, I will close up.”
Showing no signs of his previous gait, Argonaut strolled over and laced up the tent flap, then turned and faced the trio.
“What are you doing here Argo?” asked Soily.
“Oh, I come here often. It helps my artistic juices flow. Surrounded by raw life on the edge. Plus I make a bit on the side in this pyramid slave scheme. Can I offer you gents a cup of tea?”
Remembering the merchant outside Smee declined. “We have come to see if you have heard anything unusual lately. Anything about someone offering Mod-dom.”
Argo scratched his head for a moment. “Well, there have been some rumors mentioning some sort of gathering that is supposed to be happening in the Forest of Doom, wherever that is, the next full moons.”
“Interesting” said Smee. “Anything else?”
“Well… the price of tea has gone up dramatically lately, I don’t know if that means anything though. And I had a mysterious visitor the other day, all robed and hooded. He was asking for pictures of Council members.”
“Did you do them?”
Argo made a neutral gesture. “He didn’t offer much in the way of Fables, so I just gave him some stock caricatures. They were all going moldy anyway. I keep them in a hut in the Garden.”
“Hmf,” said Smee, not sure he wanted to see a caricature of himself or not. “What did he look like?”
Argo hunched over for a moment and there was a few moments of puffing and muttering. Just as they were about to enquire if he was alright he jerked back upright and handed Smee a small sketch of a hooded figure.
“There, that’s the best I can do I am afraid. It’s the candles. No light see?”
Smee pocketed the picture. “Thanks Argo, you have been a help.”
“Hold!” Argo held up a hand. “There was something else. I heard that a woman was inquiring if there were any Lost Souls for sale. She looked a bit like Fauna, but I am sure it couldn’t have been her. Could it?”
The three looked at each other.
“Surely not. Perhaps it was our shape changer,” said Lordy. “Any other strange sightings?”
“Around here? The only thing strange is something usual. Wait though. A figure passed through here lately boasting he had a way to get through the wall. Said he was going to spam the City into the ground.”
“I think we caught him. Mind you, it could be worth going and seeing if he knows anything. The ASS have him in the HOLE.” Smee rubbed his chin and turned to the other two. “Well, what do you think? What’s our next move?”
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Well, a little overdue, but here you go. Finally on the trail of the MM. The poll was tied for the Registration wall and the Forest, so I kinda worked both in.
So. Suggestion. What now? Any and all ideas welcome!
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Hmm... the price of tea has gone up, you say? How suspicious!
Well, it seems obvious to me that someone's trying to cash in on an expected increase in tea-drinking very soon? And who drinks tea? People who go up in status suddenly and want to look posh. We should also look into the sale of china teapots and teacups.
I'm sure anyone who's been through the mod machine feels duty-bound to sit around, looking refined and drinking tea from best china, with their pinky finger raised (little knowing that the REAL moderators are more likely to go for the gin by preference).
So, we should go find the tea supplier. He obviously knows something
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| Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 1:23 am Post subject: |
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| Good chapter and might I add nice touch with the in story advertising. I agree with Stoat. Looke for the tea supplier. China tea cups and saucers? It's just the word China gives the impression that Chinaren (You! incase your forgot) has something to do with this.
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| Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 8:43 am Post subject: |
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Fun chapter Chinaren - poor Whitey 
The tea-man might know something, but I think the rumour of a gathering in the Fantasy Forest is more important.
An army could indeed be hidden in there, and we need to stamp on it before that can happen.
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HAHA! I'm a crazy man in a tent, living on the edge Very cool Chinaren.
Let's see, interrogating a spammer might be funny but I doubt much information could come from the barrage of bad spelling that's likely to unleash. The forest seems like a good place to go next, but crooked tea merchants seems more appropriate to the style of things. Of course they should be keeping an eye out for Mr. "all robed and hooded" wherever they go. Although if the started arresting every mysterious hooded figure around they'll probably run out of jail cells
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| Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:38 am Post subject: |
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| It would be silly to hide an army in fantasy forest. Fantasy forest would eat the army.
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I didn't do anyfink! It was Meany I tells ya! Meany! 
Just one point, the link for Real Bannanas leads to sector 507.
And, Nalloon, the Forest wouldn't eat the army, Rai would get to them first. We shouldn't look there because you know how picky Rai is when she's eating, and because I don't really want Helga, Hive and Kronan to become Sunday Roast, though it would get me out of work. So I say interview the Spammer. You've got Smee with you, and his Hellhounds can surely stop any bad grammar getting into the city.
*sits oin bucket and sips tea*
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| -chuckles- Check the stockmarket and see who has cornered the commodities on tea and china.
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| Quote: | | interrogating a spammer might be funny but I doubt much information could come from the barrage of bad spelling that's likely to unleash |
Ooh, that is a good one.
Good comments all. I knew I could rely on you to do twisty things with that tea line.
| Quote: | | Just one point, the link for Real Bannanas leads to sector 507. |
Ah, my mistake. Mind you, 507 doesn't get so many readers, so maybe I will leave it like that.
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| I just had an idea, maybe fantasy forrest is the army!
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And a chip has been planted in Rai's brain, turning her into a mindless cyberman!
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darn, i missed out on the ideas bit.
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I totally agree with smee.
I was wonder though, CHina, when your going to put me in the story. I dont care if im evil or something. thats what i live for.
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| Quote: | | I was wonder though, CHina, when your going to put me in the story. I dont care if im evil or something. thats what i live for. |
People will be added in as and when the opportunity arises. Don't worry, there is plenty of story left yet. Rather too much actually.
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I sure do hope i get a part who murders WHitey.
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| Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 11:00 pm Post subject: |
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I sure hope I do get to give him my job.
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| Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 10:19 pm Post subject: |
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Okay, that's good enough. Poll is closed.
This one is next on my list.
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| Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2006 3:06 am Post subject: |
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aw, I missed the vote. Oh well. 
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| Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 5:30 am Post subject: Chapter 13 – Tea hee. |
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Chapter 13 – Tea-hee.
Soily took a deep breath and pushed up her bosom. “Has to be the tea,” he said. “Most people think the council are avid tea-drinkers.”
“Why on earth would anyone think that?” asked Smee, genuinely baffled.
“It's a well known fact,” said Soily, but then paused. “Actually, now I come to think of it, I have no idea why. It makes no sense.”
“If someone believed that nonsense then they may assume that newly forged mods would have to go around drinking the stuff all day,” Lord mused.
“Hence they would stockpile it.” Smee finished, smacking his fist into his hand. “A dastardly plan, fiendish in it cunningisity.”
“To the tea-mobile!” shouted Soily, getting carried away.
Lordy smacked him around the head and then turned to Argonaut. “Where do you buy yours from Argo?”
“Oh, my stuff I buy in a little shop down the backstreets of the city, a delightful place. I will draw you a map.” He hunched over and began his huffing and panting again.
“You really should buy a table,” said Smee.
A minute later Argo had a sketch for them. He handed it to Smee, who examined it. “Dingle-Dangle lane, near Jester Park. I don't think I have been down there. Thanks Argo.”
“No problem Mr. Mayor,” said the Mercenary Artist.
Smee turned to the other two. “Right then, back in character, we have to return to the city.”
Argonaut unlaced the tent and the three stepped back out into the meelee that was the street. Pushing their way through the throng they made their way back around to the city gates, pausing only for a moment behind a large pillar to deactivate their disguises before entering the main entrance once more as their regal selves.
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“This way isn't it?”
“No, over there!”
“We have been down that road twice! Look it's Splatterbum lane again.”
“Are you sure this map is correct?”
The three stood at a small crossroads and crowded around Argo's map. It was dark and they were tired and hungry.
“It is quite clear,” said Smee, poking a finger on the now smudged diagram. “Between Splatterbum and Funky Sock avenue.”
“But that is here!” said Soily, gesturing at the blank wall they stood beside.
Lordy scratched his head, deep in thought. “Mmm, perhaps there is more to this wall than meets the eye.”
Smee squinted. “Are we talking illusion here? Magic portals and all that?”
“Yes! See!” Soily pointed excitedly. “It is right opposite the old HEM house*!”
“Ah! Then no doubt this whole area is riddled with space-time flux thingies, it all makes sense now,” Smee said.
“So this wall isn't a wall at all, but a crack in dimensions,” said Lordy.
“In that case all we have to do is stroll confidently forward,” Soily declared. “Stand back lads, I will handle this one.” He took a deep breath and strode forward into the wall.
There was a sound and Smee and Lordy winced.
“Soily! Are you okay?” Smee bent over the recumbent figure. “Wake up!”
“I don't want any cake mummy,” said the Soiled one from his prone position on the floor.
“He has taken a serious knock to the head,” said Lordy. He looked at Smee. “You check his pockets, I will find his wallet.”
“Mummy! I did poo poo again,” said Soily, causing the other two to draw back.
“Look, just get up will you? It is demeaning for a Council member to be lying on the street talking about poo poo,” said Smee.
“What about that time you drank that bottle of Extra Peculiar and...”
“Shut up,” Smee cut Lordy off as Soily staggered to his feet.
“What happened?”
“I think you were a bit overconfident with your theory,” replied Smee. “Walked straight into the wall.”
“Hey, look here!” said Lordy, pointing to a mark near the dent Soily had left behind. “This brick is wwhhaaaaa...” The demonic figure wavered as he touched the spot, and then shrank, being pulled into the wall itself.
Soily clapped. “You found it!” he followed Lordy's example, leaving Smee alone on the dark road.
The Mayor looked around nervously and then shrugged. “What they hey?” He extended a finger...
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“OooOoOoOOOo! That hurt!” Smee popped into existence next to the other two.
“Dingle-Dangle lane.” Lordy pointed at the sign on the wall.
They walked down the narrow cobbled road, which was filled with quaint old shops. “I wonder if Key knows about these businesses?” Said Smee. “No doubt they have been evading taxes, hiding in a dimensional pocket. I should fine them.”
“Later, let's just find the tea house,” Soily passed a short figure wearing round glasses, dressed in a wizards robe and carrying a broomstick. He shook his head. “No, couldn't be. Wrong universe.”
“Here it is,” said Lordy pointing to a shop.
“Sweet Little Pink Flower Tea Shoppe,” read Soily. “Ahhh, how cute.”
“Come on,” said Smee and pushed open the door, which tinkled daintily.
The trio crowded into the shop. It was decorated in lilacs and pastel shades. Pictures of sunny meadows adorned the walls, and the windows were framed with frilly lace curtains.
The room was long and thin, with shelves crammed with tins of leaves and other tea-related paraphernalia.
“Hello? Shop?” Said Soily as they walked down.
“Won't be a moment,” a voice echoed from the far end, through a doorway with a sparkling beaded curtain.
A shape passed through the beads, holding a small tray with several dainty tea-cups on. He was wearing an apron with 'I'll be mummy shall I?' printed on the front.
“Jack?” said Lordy. “Is that you?”
The shop keeper looked up startled. He clapped his hands to his face, dropping the tray with a crash and squealed, dashing back through the doorway.
The others looked at each other.
The room darkened. A shadow formed on the floor, slowly expanding. As they watched it heaved upright, like an expensive Hollywood special morphing effect. Gradually a large figure formed, all black with glowing white eyes above a mouth filled with evil looking teeth.
“Whaaat caaan I dooo for you mortalssss?” it hissed, long tongue flicking forth, snake-like.
“Come on Jack, we saw you. Don't think we are fooled.” Lordy crossed his arms and tapped his foot.
The Shadow loomed large for a moment, but then hesitated and shrank back down, deflating rapidly.
“Oh very well. But if you ever tell anyone about this I will wreak a horrible revenge, I swear!” Jack reverted to his human form once more, complete with apron, which he wiped his hands on. “And you made me drop several cups of expensive brew as well,” he complained.
“How long have you been running this place?” asked Soily.
“For some time now,” Jack D.Mented replied. “And watch that rug! It is a bitch to clean.” He circled around and began picking up his tray and the remains of the cups.
“We need your help, it's a matter of City Security,” said Smee stepping forward.
“And you need a cup of tea?”
“We are on the trail of a dastardly fiend who would make everyone a Mod,” said the Mayor.
“Mm mm,” said Jack, mopping up tea.
“Have you had any unusual orders lately? Perhaps for large quantities of expensive product?” Smee continued.
Jack looked up. “As a matter of fact, yes. A mysterious customer ordered fifteen crates of Da-Bling, the most expensive brew we have. The order is coming in up the river tonight. I am meeting him at midnight to do the deal.”
A tea exchange at midnight?” asked Lordy.
Jack shrugged. “Hey, I have to maintain some standards you know.”
“We want to come along,” said Smee.
“Okay. In the meantime, anyone fancy a cuppa?”
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Mist rolled up the dock as a nearby clock chimed twelve. A figure stood on a jetty, waiting as a dark shape floated closer. The only sounds were muffled orders and the splash of water as the ship pulled up next to the jetty. Ropes were flung out and various nautical activities took place, lashing the vessel to land.
A gangplank was extended, and a sea-faring figure strolled over it, to confer with the waiting shadow. Jack examined something, and various packages were exchanged. The ship-captain nodded and strode back onto his boat, giving out sharp orders.
Other shapes began to unload large boxes, piling them up on the jetty, under the watchful eye of Jack.
As the final cargo was dropped onto land, another shape detached itself from the shadows. Jack whirled to meet it.
“What are they doing?” hissed Soily, straining to see from his hiding place amongst some crates.
“Don't push!” said Lordy.
“Quiet both of you!” Smee commanded. “Keep still!”
“That's okay for you to say,” grumbled Soily. “I would warrant you would be complaining if you had to hold an overweight mayor on your shoulders for half an hour.”
“Get ready!” said Smee, ignoring him. “We will rush him on my command...”
“Wait! There are more of them!”
More shadows lurched forth, to stand behind the first one.
“There must be twenty of them! We can't take them all on by ourselves!” Said Soily, peering through a crack.
“Let me at em!” Growled Lordy, flexing talons.
“Maybe we should wait, try following them,” Smee pondered, trying to get a better view.
“Too dangerous, we could lose them, strike now!” Said Lord of the Night.
“I think I want poo poo .”
*The HEM Guild house, which was located on a space-time contimuum thingy, which is why Stoat got it so cheap.
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What do you think loyal IFians? Attack now? Strike at the leader? Wait and follow? Something else? I know I can rely on your suggestions here.
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| Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 6:57 am Post subject: |
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Great! a new chapter !
well...
I think they should try and follow them until more suggestions are given .
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| Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 12:03 pm Post subject: |
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I say follow them. Even if you could beat them in a fight, most of them would get away. Better fo find out their secret hiding place.
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| Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 6:31 pm Post subject: |
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I really SHOULD get a table
well so far it sounds pretty logical to try and find the mysterious tea-buyers' hide out. On the other hand a good brawl with 20 people whose abilities (and identitys) are unknown is hard to pass up. Perhaps I can think of something more creative later.
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| Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 12:46 am Post subject: |
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| Love this sg , definately f5 Key, they should follow them.
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| Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 1:46 am Post subject: |
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STRIKE NOW! But use a suprise weapon, ie. soily's poo poo.
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| Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 11:35 am Post subject: |
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I would say attack them, and kill them all - including much flaying and eating. But then, I'm a daemon, so I would say that. Of course, we could always use Soily as a distraction, while Smee and I *cough*
Sorry - while Kronan and Hive attack them from behind. Or the flank. Or something similar.
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| Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 4:35 pm Post subject: |
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| I say take the only real safe course of action... throw soily at them... while they are cleaning themselves have lordy ... um ... attack them, and kill them all - including much flaying and eating ... er I mean the flanking stuff.. Enjoying the story.
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| Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 12:46 am Post subject: |
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I F5 Zeit. Cast a spell so Soily will see them as a toilet where he can go poo-poo. Disgusting, I know, but funny.
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| Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 5:48 am Post subject: |
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Woo! First vote! I'm not winning though...
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