The World (Player-Driven RP - free to join at any time)

[MinimanZombie]

Lester opened his eyes and groggily got up.
"What happened?" He saw the cats.
"Oh hey there little buddies."
He then goes to pet them

 

[Saltarius]

"Well, Your uh, Majesty. I was working with a Department to kill Maria, but she slipped out. Therefore, I'm out of a job and I basically have to stick with Ribbon here now. Everyone else, fuck if I know what they're up to."

 

[Sigma Castell]

Sigma woke up.
"What did I miss"

 

[Connor Lonske]

NAME:JACK
AFFINITYEATH

"Are you..." says Jack as he double checks the label on the envelope he is meant to deliver, "Sigma?"

 

[Sigma Castell]

Sigma turned around.
"Myes."

 

[Connor Lonske]

"Special delivery from the Mojave Express from a Mr Marcellus Mital, can you sign for it?" I tell the strange person standing before me.

 

[SamRatsbane]

"Man, dude... lot of Jacks." Ribbon blearily opened her eyes and started calculating in her head. By her approximation, exactly 25% of those significant-seeming people she'd met that day were named Jack. That was quite enough Jacks.

"Speaking of... what happened to my main man Jack?" The mute boy hadn't been anywhere to be found since the car had crashed into the ice-cream parlor. Maybe he'd gotten really messed up in the crash. Ribbon crawled out of the car and set to seeing if she could find him. Top Guy Lester never even ended up giving him that notepad, did he? If he went out to a car to get a notepad, didn't get a notepad and then ended up dying in a car-crash, then by all accounts that must've been a pretty shit excursion for poor Jack Coltello.

 

[WafflesandBacon]

"Jesus Hong!" Maria screamed interally. She was still in the village, but due to the fact that she was naked and embarrassed, she commanded light rays to pass through her body, making her transparent. (Which, by the way, is true [http://www.webelements.com/forum/node/519].)

 

[Saltarius]

"I'm...Fuck, dude, we need a goal. Like, an actual cool goal."

 

[MinimanZombie]

Lester look around, and saw his car once more.
"Oh god, I am so gonna die. Uh, you. You want a goal? Tell me how far we are from Glasgow."

 

[Connor Lonske]

"Jack is a very common name I guess." I say to the stranger, "So are you going to take this package or should I just go get shot in the face now?"

 

[Drakmorg]

"I already explained to you that I don't actually know what this 'English' even is." Vepkhia replied to green Steve, its tail now occasionally flicking in annoyance. "Your mind is simply choosing to interpret my attempts at communication in this particular way."

Vepkhia wasn't terribly fond of Lester trying to come up and pet it, hissing and backing away to show this. The kitten was much more responsive and purred lightly as it was pat.

"Hmm... That doesn't terribly help me, but I appreciate your cooperation nonetheless." Vepkhia replied to Helena politely.

 

[Demonjazz]

"... Universal cat translator! Think how much money you could get with the brand new universal translator!... Shaped like a cat!"
The fancy Steve went up to Ribbon. "You wanted to know about the history of this town?"

 

[SamRatsbane]

"Yeah, yeah. Tell me all about it, man." Ribbon nodded. She still hadn't found any sign of Quiet Jack.

 

[Demonjazz]

"Well you see our famous founder Sir MayWood, found this town. In fact the town was named after his famous last words! 'Oh dear God! My head is being sawhhekgdfk'" He said making choking sounds "But we thought that Sawth sounded much better. He was killed by a nun you know. That's when we went on the great nun hunt of '56 but no one likes to talk about that. He taught us many things. Like to express the duality of nature in our buildings. That's the reason for the dull and bright colors. The strange shapes are based of his last drawings for the house he was going to make. He also taught us that you should definitely express your individuality through outfits. We also learned to never make a big fuss with legal matters. If a guy is hurt, patch him up and leave him a bill. A guy is breaking the law, banish him."

 

[SamRatsbane]

"Nun hunts, huh? It almost seems like history's repeating itself," Ribbon mumbled, chuckling. "Hey, Jack, you're probably about to get decapitated," she called out to nobody in particular. She could have directed it at any one member of her party, but Ribbon picked the name "Jack" because that way she could direct it at the most people and cause the most mass panic.

"Tall best friend. Hey, listen," Ribbon said, making her way over to Helena. "This town's really weird. Probably some sort of conspiracy going on. Let's go find the mayor and kill him or something. I mean, we don't have to kill him, but we should definitely torture him a little. I've got a hunch he's so evil."

 

[Demonjazz]

"I'm the mayor! My brother Steve over here is a mayorial assistant. Also we don't have any conspiracies. We haven't had any conspiracies since '56"
Steve with the clovers sewn to his shirt waved.

 

[SamRatsbane]

"Aw, man, Steve, I've gotta kill you? Dang it, Steve. Steve, you're the coolest. Steve, I think you're alright, I'm gonna let you walk." Ribbon scratched her head, then pointed to the other Steve. "What's with the clovers, Steve? You in need of a little extra luck for some reason?"

 

[Demonjazz]

"I like clovers. They're my favorite type of plant... I'm also part Irish, they symbolize my individuality."
"We don't have any conspiracies. Do I have to show you the entire town to prove it."

 

[SamRatsbane]

"Man... I think we're done with this town. Gonna move on as soon as we can," Ribbon replied. She walked over to Cait and tugged on her clothes. "Listen, you've got a wrench, that means you're good with machines, right? My man Lester's car's not in the best shape I've ever seen it in, I need you to fix it up for me. Here's..." Ribbon reached into her bra in the hopes of finding some emergency money, and found nothing. Either it was stolen, or she spent it during that week that was missing from her memory. Without missing a beat, she changed tack. "Here's what I'm gonna do if you help us out: you can join my adventuring party. I guess we're looking for work at the minute, two of us are lost away from home, one of us is unemployed and I don't think the rest of us have anything better to do. Oh, yeah, if you can, add a couple more seats in the back. I think it's a four-seater, but there's like twelve of us now."

That task allocated, Ribbon went over to that mysterious man who spoke in green text. "Listen, dude, I don't even know your name. What's your deal? Tell me a little about yourself."