Goob
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King of Bad English
The real working Pandarian Society
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Post by Goob on Feb 15, 2004 1:19:10 GMT -5
Said while still walking away: Loyalty to my race? I dont see defying our god Dambe and leading innocent citizens to death by missusing our powers as a good thing. We are a mistake and we need to be delt with, i care nothing for our race, i care nothing for myself... and i care nothing for you.
As i walk farther and farther away i see Kek'Tar and I fade into the shadows were i belong, everything will be watched from here.
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RabbitDawg
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I'm moron... the stupid side...
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Post by RabbitDawg on Feb 15, 2004 11:59:30 GMT -5
Note: Wow. I like the site's new look. ^_^ And...uh.... still not much to say here really, 'cept to respond to Digi....
Note 2: I choose to learn grasshop. Oh, and... no trenchcoat. Not now anyway.
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There was an awkward moment of silence. Neither Snodeck spoke... but I couldn't lose them, my business partners!! So I just stood there.... watching the scene unfold before us; Three hairy creatures harrassing what I thought was a 'snodeck' and some other really big person with a fiery hand. Very intere--
"That's splendid!" Mistress Furdol suddenly said. "What's your name? There can't be a partnership if we don't have names to refer each other to."
Ooooh, now was my chance to do my trademark move!! I leap up HIGH into the air and throw four knives around the ground which Mistress Furdol stood on then land behind her with my gun drawn and pointed at her back. Of course, the knives would've actually hit, and the gun would've been fired had this been a real combat situation, but... I was just showing off.... trying to convince her that I can fight too.
I think it worked. She looked.... uneasy... or maybe just confused. Then, she turned to me as if to say "And...?"
"Oh!! My name? I am known as FLAWLESS FURY!!!!!!!" Then I yelled out my warcry "AIAIAIAIAIAIAAIAIAIAIAIAIAAAAAAAAAA..." and ran around her in circles....
.... to retrieve my knives of course. I don't just run around in circles for fun. Well, actually....
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Post by Arreck on Feb 15, 2004 14:15:16 GMT -5
(Just as a Note: Devvyn and Goob, as of now, stop reading minds. You can still talk mentally, but don't do any more mind reading until you learn the proper skill. For Devvyn, it will be at next level up. Goob will have to learn Influence Emotions in order to gain access to that skill.)
(Note2: Ure can speak aloud, as well. In fact, it is their primary method of communication. Just making sure you all know this.)
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Post by Dragonfly on Feb 15, 2004 14:36:20 GMT -5
"Mistress Furdol"
The Tockneff does exactly as the intrusive Snodeck tells her. Fury does her little trademark dance. I thought it was rather good in comparison to others that I've seen. I merely observe the two for a period of time. I observe the conversation style of the Snodeck. After the Tockneff finishes her trademark move I take advantage of the moment because Furdol was rather thrown off by the sudden flying of knives all about her. I greet Furdol. I slow my words down slightly so that the Tockneff can pick them up. I also use low vocabulary so that she can understand them.
"I don't know how you can ask the Tockneff to become our partner when you and I aren't even partners to begin with."
Then I address Fury while pointing to the intrusive Snodeck, "I've never seen this Snodeck in my entire life. She must be rather crazy, thinking that I'm someone she knows or something like that. Well, why don't we just forget about her. The reason why I gave you that suit right there, is so that you can cool off when you wear it. It does make you feel better doesn't it? This planet is very hot and those suits are able to cool you off. The only favor that I ask of you for the use of the suit, is that you join me and become my partner as I do some business on this planet. I really don't know why you should become a partner to Furdol here. She has done nothing for you, and if she's not crazy then she's been trying to get me to trick you into thinking that we are partners when in fact I've never seen her before in my life. So if you go with her, then then you go with somebody who's either crazy or a lier. If you go with me, then you go with someone who has already helped you out by giving you a suit to cool you off. It's really quite a simple decision to make."
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DigiDayDreamer
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Why divide when you can conquer everything?
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Post by DigiDayDreamer on Feb 15, 2004 22:35:56 GMT -5
Well, I knew he would mess up my plans somehow. But no worries! I still some tricks up my tentacles.
I put up a slightly pouting face, saying, "How could you say that? I bet you don't even know my full name! Besides, you sound like a very important Snodeck and I'm very curious why there aren't any tockneffs with you. And here you're getting another one for yourself.
"I'm not saying that I'm any different from you. We're Snodecks and I see we can both benefit some use to each other, right?”
I turned to the tockneff with a smile. "Flawless Fury, huh? Your fighting skills are excellent, that they are. And you agree having more partners, right?"
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Post by Arreck on Feb 15, 2004 23:29:04 GMT -5
Nothing really for the rest of you, though I suggest you stay near Kek'Tar if you want to stay in on the story.
Kek'Tar: Your Periodot necklace suddenly goes cold. This is the signal you and Akiir have devised, when speech is desired. The receiver on the back of your necklace must have picked up the signal from him, setting off the Periodot gem. You must find somewhere private to make use of the untraceable system in your left shoulder pad.
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Post by Devvyn on Feb 16, 2004 1:44:37 GMT -5
Ok my bad. I suppose I continue recruiting.
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Post by TiJiL on Feb 16, 2004 2:17:29 GMT -5
Seeing the glow below my chin, I worry for a moment. Akiir is my friend, but I sure hope I don't miss my ride for this. With that, I look warily from side to side, ensuring that no civic officers are around. Not recognizing any, I slip down a maintenence path used by engineers to fix the machinery on the bottom of the city platforms. Resting on the narrow pathway, I position myself so I can vaguely see the MagTran station above me, so as to avoid missing my ride. I perch on the rickety catwalk and activate the communicator. When I speak, I will do so with a hushed tone, so as to avoid attention from the people who are actually allowed on the maintenence catwalk.
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Goob
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King of Bad English
The real working Pandarian Society
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Post by Goob on Feb 16, 2004 2:21:22 GMT -5
Seeing Kek'Tar in his worried state trying to find a place to hide, I trial him for a distance... a safe distace but listen attentivly.
what could he be up to, and what was that strange glow
As Kek'Tar begins to slow and talk to what appears to be nothing i stop in my tracks and listen with all of my might....His voice is in such a low manner it's hard to hear what he's actually saying... No matter it's of no importance of what he's saying more of who he saying it to.... who's out their. I fall into the shadows once again .... were i belong.
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RabbitDawg
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I'm moron... the stupid side...
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Post by RabbitDawg on Feb 16, 2004 4:12:48 GMT -5
"Right!! The suit DOES make me feel better.... so she MUST be crazy!!!" I said, agreeing with Sir Gilder's logic. "Uh... if I pay you back for the suit by being your partner, can I have my sac of collected enemy punktaugen back? Eh heh heh..."
But then, Mistress Furdol spoke.... and COMPLETELY LOST me with her logic. Uh.....
blah blah blah blah blah blah
'She's fat too.....'
blah blah blah blah blah blah
'.... I'm hungry.'
blah blah blah blah blah
'Hey... that guy with the fiery hand is glowing somewhere else now... funny. Hmm, he's acting strange too, like... he's being stalked by a mob...'
"Your fighting skills are excellent, that they are." Oh woah!! She... she complime.... complemet-- no, that's not right -- i don't know the rest of the word. But, wow, I felt so much better after that.
"And you agree having more partners, right?" I felt so flattered, that I nodded. But on second thought, why not? To have a strong business, you need conne; connexshun....? I don't know. But.... it's like a tree; There are more places for fruit, if there are more branches.... sooo what that means is, we need ALOT of business partners. Didn't they know that? Well, lucky for them, they have me. I shall bring many people together and then we'll have the best business in the world!! AHAAHAHAHAHAH. And that guy with the fiery hand could be our mascot!! We should follow him and try to recruit him into our business too!!
And through this whole thought process, I was still nodding to Mistress Furdol about multiple business partners.
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Post by Dragonfly on Feb 16, 2004 13:37:36 GMT -5
Ah, show of emotion...the last resort. I've got Furdol cornered and this Tockneff is mine!
"How could you say that? I bet you don't even know my full name!"
Ha! The second sentence is her first mistake! So far the Tockneff has been somewhat confused since we've been saying things that contradict each other. But now she has accidentally slipped something that agrees with my argument. All I have to do now, is make sure the Tockneff can see this! I hand the punktaugen back to Fury so that she pays close attention to what I say. I slow myself down just a bit more, and I begin to toss in a bit of Tockneff slang while using the most basic vocabulary I can. I first turn to Furdol.
"Thank you for finally agreeing with me! I don't even know your whole name. That shows that we don't know each other at all. Which means we aren't partners so we can't share Fury as a partner. While you have been standing doing nothing but talking, Fury and I have already done business. You see, I have given her the suit, and she has agreed to become partners with me. She did give me the punktaugen, but I couldn't take such a good-good-thing from her. So instead of the punktaugen she has agreed to be partners with me."
Now, I put my tentacle around Fury's shoulder and spoke softly so that Furdol could not hear.
"Furdol said something about 'having' lots of Tockneff, and that here I am 'getting' another Tockneff for myself. It sounds to me like she's thinking of you a some sort of object that she can own. I've heard of this kind of thing before: Snodeck will make partners with Tockneff, but then they will slowly turn the Tockneff into their SLAVES! I would not think of Furdol as a partner if I were you. Come with me alone and we shall do business together because I have already shown you that I can be trusted by doing business with you. If you want lots of business partners, then I'm the right person for you. I have many partners who would like to do business with you too, but don't partner yourself with a slave-driver!"
It was perfect! The use of good-good-thing in Tockneff slang, the strings of perfect logic, and the use of Furdol's own words against her! It eliminated any possible confusion that Fury could have had, and it made me a source of clarity for her. When you clear a matter up for a Tockneff they will see you as being so admirable, for their planet is nothing but confusion. When you take them out of confusion they will become attracted to you!
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Post by Dragonfly on Feb 16, 2004 14:07:39 GMT -5
Mr. GM,
I choose sleep tendrils for my technique. Because I'm pretty confident in my own abilities to haggle for items, or Tockneff for that matter.
You say I start with nothing else but the 1500 grij (which is nice), but what about my "laptops", my travel bag, and other things I've already been using? Do they just disappear?
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Post by Arreck on Feb 16, 2004 14:40:01 GMT -5
Dragonfly: Nah, you left em' on your ship in an uncharactaristic lapse of memory. Your ship has since moved on. You can call it back to pick you up, if you find a radio.
Kek'Tar: Akiir speaks the moment you make the connection.
"Kek'Tar! I... I don't know who else to turn to. Something is happening... Something big. They're drafting people at random and sending us off to war; nobody has ever come back! What's worse, the government is pretending there isn't a draft and that these people are just disappearing! They've ordered us to ignore the disappearances and are carrying out the wills of those who've been drafted!"
There is a short pause.
"What's worse... I've just been drafted! I need help, somehow... They're sending us all to a space station near Greadea... The Tsunami is fully fueled, and I think I can escape, if need be..."
Fury: You are getting a headache...
Devvyn: You can't seem to recruit anyone... everyone already has jobs. You look down into the lava far below and see a Rencal swimming happily along. You see movement out of the corner of your eye... A six legged, round-backed thing ...there is no other word for it... is rolling along toward the Magtran station. It comes up to your knees in height, but pays no attention to you as it rolls past.
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Post by TiJiL on Feb 16, 2004 16:24:01 GMT -5
(That's not very nice there, Arreck. Dragonfly's stuff disappears? So be it, I suppose)
I look about warily again before speaking.
"That's odd... That's very odd, Akiir... I do not know much of twassecc practices, nor of choeroed, so I can't advise you much... What's so odd to me, however, is that Nekk'shken has disappeared, in much the manner you said... Yeah... My boss... Listen... Forget all of the jokes I made about him. He's disappeared and they gave me all of his assets... I have the Firewall back. I'm fearful, though. I'm in a city I'm not too familiar with and there are Ure everywhere... They've been delving into my thoughts and business constantly since I arrived... I wouldn't be at all surprised to be drafted myself, if that is, indeed, what's happening..."
"If, in fact, both of our races are being drafted for the same means and cause, we're probably being sent to the same planet. I can't imagine what they'd want us on Greadea for... What exactly could happen to it that those mindless monsters couldn't just rip apart?" I shudder... "Terribly frightening to know they live so near to you, trust me..."
I sigh, sit back, and think for a moment.
"Akiir... You are my friend and, whether I am drafted or not, I wish to help you. Do you want to flee? I should be in possession of the Firewall within the erker. If you so choose, I will gladly meet you as soon as I can. I will not press you into this, for surely we will both be punished greatly if caught... If you do choose this, however, I will meet you in the Alkon belt. Retreat to one of the larger asteroids and I will track your communications signal. We can figure out what to do after that... Another possibility is a moon in the Flisp system. That might not be so sheltered, but it would keep us close to whatever is going on and perhaps allow us to discover the truth... Speak quickly, as I might be discovered at any time..."
I glance about suspiciously once more, check to see if the MagTran has arrived, and wait for a response...
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Post by Arreck on Feb 16, 2004 17:03:30 GMT -5
Kek'Tar:
Akiir sounds relieved.
"Yes, we must meet. Something is going on and we have to figure out how to stop it, or at least avoid it. I haven't told you this in the past, but... my government knows about you. They were very interested in the periodot necklace I got at the last UTD. They don't seem to mind, though... They just make sure never to tell me anything I could betray to you.
The twasseccs don't know, and I intend to keep it that way... I reckon your people wouldn't mind our contact either, but the Ure are more dangerous with secrets than the twasseccs... Ploog! Someone's coming... I'll meet you in the asteroid belt; be there as soon as you can, and bring friends if you can trust them!"
At this, the necklace returns to normal temperature and Akiir's voice disappears.
All:
Outside, the MagTran is obviously arriving. The jet black object surfaces from below the lava and rises up to the platform. A burst of cold water blasts the transport, hiding everything in steam. The fans soon clear this away, to reveal the entrance to the cylyndrical black object. There is a great mag(rimshot)nitude of people exiting the other side, and there are several ready to get on. A cool voice echoes throughout the platform...
"One erka until MagTran to Kinsannak departure!"
The round-backed thing is now looking into the transport. It rolls forward and begins to lick the side. Huge quantities of steam appear wherever the creature's tongue touches the wall. An exasperated flispian wearing an odd hat pries the thing away from the transport, but it snaps into a ball extremely quickly. The flispian kicks it as hard as he can and it bounces away, down the maintnence catwalk. Once it comes to a full stop, it unfolds and immediately begins to roll back towards the transport.
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