This one has the dubious distinction of being one of the worst - and sickeningly funniest - exampls of RP I've ever had the misfortune of witnessing. A friend I shared it with later wasn't even able to finish it because of the pain it induced. It may or may not need some additional explanations, depending on how familiar the reader is with FFRP channels in general. The majority have one or more bots to oversee various channel functions; the most important of which for the average patron is the role of a barwench or tender. Ninety-nine percent of the bar-bots I've seen are activated by a command such as !drink wine or !order steak and ale; non-bar-bots use similar commands (such as the infamous !list) in the same fashion.

Session Start: Fri Jun 21 06:12:44 2002

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* WanderingKnight sudenly silence...........

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<Endrian> 6< His lips press together, his teeth clamp down, his jaw tightens -- every muscle goes unbelievably tense. The words the man was sputtering, so very clear and audible in the silence of the settling inn; it put the boy ill at ease. His gaze is found affixed on Angela, then, wondering what she thinks of the latest "guest." 6>

* WanderingKnight movement in the bushs behind the inn are heard......

<Angela> 6< ...As soon as she comes in, it all gets weird. It seems to be a prequisite of her every visit. Sapphire eyes trail after the fleeing knight, then snap back as someone... drops from the rafters, and she eeps softly. One tiny, porcelaine hand reaches out, and moves to grip the dark youth's hand delicately, uncertain just what to think. ...Again. Finally, she whispers, > 15"Is this place truely cursed, my prince, or does it just s

<Angela> 15-- prince, or does it just seem that way?"

<Endrian> 6< His teeth loosen their grip just enough to allow his tongue's tip to just poke through the barrier of his lips -- his usual 'thinking' look. 15"Oh... I don't doubt at all that th' place is cursed. Nope,"6 he mumbles, those lips curving into the hint of a frown. 15"Don't doubt at all." 6>

* WanderingKnight falls through the roof and onto a table!

* WanderingKnight he doesnt move....

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* WanderingKnight falls through the roof and onto a table!

* WanderingKnight he doesnt move....

<Chamber> {-14 Welcome back. 1-}

*** Kobura is now known as {Flesh}

<Angela> 10<< Wibbies. 10>>

<Endrian> 6< Need any reposts? 6>

<{Flesh}> ((whichever))

<Endrian> 6< His teeth loosen their grip just enough to allow his tongue's tip to just poke through the barrier of his lips -- his usual 'thinking' look. 15"Oh... I don't doubt at all that th' place is cursed. Nope,"6 he mumbles, those lips curving into the hint of a frown. 15"Don't doubt at all." 6>

<Endrian> 6< Er, but, before that -- 6>

<Endrian> 6< His lips press together, his teeth clamp down, his jaw tightens -- every muscle goes unbelievably tense. The words the man was sputtering, so very clear and audible in the silence of the settling inn; it put the boy ill at ease. His gaze is found affixed on Angela, then, wondering what she thinks of the latest "guest." 6>

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<{Flesh}> 6* 14"Perhaps we should clean up our image. Masquen deRouge? Bah! What a -poncy- name! But would it be effective, my little ones, would it be amusing? To play noble for a time?" 6The stranger pauses, stretching his foot forward and bending his knee, leaning over and resting his elbow upon it, and his chin upon his palm. Still his scruffy hair obscures his eyes. 14"Hmmmm...?"

* WanderingKnight falls through the roof and onto a table!

* WanderingKnight he doesnt move....

<{Flesh}> ((Dinner's on -_-;;))

<Endrian> 6< And a new guest has come from above. It seems to be raining guests today. The boy no longer clenches his jaw now -- instead, he just arcs a cobalt brow. 15"The place gets kooky late at nights." 6>

* WanderingKnight rolls off the table to reveal all the skin on his chest has been peeled off by some sort of beast.....

<Angela> 6< The girl lets out another startled squeak as the fellow tumbles through the roof, and her grip upon the boy's hand tightens a bit, promptly squidging up as close to the youth as possible without doing anything unseemly. Like cuddling in public, or sitting in his lap. That would be most terrible! The girl pales a bit at the sight of blood, and a look of distinct illness touches her features, promptly turning her face away. > 15"Oh

<Angela> 6-- face away. > 15"Oh, dear heavens. Is it this way even when I am not here, or does the insanity increase for my benefit?"

*** Edicius`Away is now known as Edicius`Larommi

*** Sadonna is now known as SadSleep

<Endrian> 6< The boy has become rather placid and casual about the affair now. 15"Oh, no. Actually, when I think about it, this is pretty standard -- usually, there's more going on, though."6 A brief pause as he looks over at the obviously wounded man; he winces in sympathy, then comments: 15"Yeah. This is actually pretty substandard fare -- lots more goin' on usually." 6>

* WanderingKnight moans and starts cralling through the rubble out the door...

<WanderingKnight> <crawling>

* Edicius`Larommi rolls with chaotic laughter echoes throughout the inn, or is it perhaps through the minds of the patrons? Edicius suddenly emerges from whatever half-plane of existence he was residing within. He glances around through uncomforting eyes at the few patrons and grows an errie grin across his visage.

* WanderingKnight realises it cant get worse

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* WanderingKnight then crawling on your chest with no skin across shards of rubble

<Endrian> 6< ... What rubble? 6>

<Endrian> 6< From the roof? It's probably regenerated by now. 6>

* Edicius`Larommi glares at the wounded man. No sign of emotion seems to show as he lifts a hand and proceeds to project a flaming arrow towards the posterior of the poor soul.

<WanderingKnight> <points out the hole in the roof>

<Angela> 10<< The building heals itself. 10>>

* WanderingKnight screams in agonay as he is lit ablaze!

<WanderingKnight> <more from the arrow entering his arse!>

<Chamber> {-14 Of course it does, and what other self-respecting tavern doesn't, Scar? ^-^ 1-}

* WanderingKnight rolls around for a while before coming to rest at the feet of the children.

* WanderingKnight begins to gargle

<{Flesh}> 6* The stranger on the table paws at the wood gently, grinning to himself. 14"Well?" 6He jerks his gaze up suddenly toward the young couple, fixing hidden eyes upon them. A faint, lemon-hued gleam beneath the scruffy tresses. 14"Is it a good name?"

<Chamber> {-14 Good night. 1-}

<Endrian> 6< His lower lip juts out in thought as he gauges his surroundings. First, the so-called Masquen deRouge -- standard psychopath: check. His eyes move onto Edicius next -- standard antagonistic villain: check. And then his gaze darts, accompanied by a sympathetic grimace, to the sight of the burning man; the scent makes his eyes water and his nose crinkle -- standard victim: check. - 6>

<Endrian> 6< - He turns a final look in the direction of the scruffy vagabond: 1"Yeah, s'great name! 'Scuse me!"6 And he's off like a shot, running for the kitchen: 1"Waterwaterwaterneedalotofwater!" 6>

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* Edicius`Larommi force-translocates himself quite noisilly towards the ragged man on the table and stares him in the eyes "5Not that name...." He grimmaces "5Another..."

* WanderingKnight is hurt that the lady didnt accept the tea then screams at the fact the skin on his legs fell off

<Endrian> 6< A few minutes later: SPLOOSH! An entire bucket-full of water has been hurled at the flaming knight (heh-heh), sans bucket. 6>

<Angela> 6< The girl lets out a startled squeak of distress as the fellow apparently rolls up close to her delicate feet, sapphire eyes growing as round as saucers as she stares at the fellow, then whimpers softly and pulls her feet up onto the couch itself, dragging her skirts with her. ...Oh great, and her betrothed just left her. The little maiden looks bewildered, confused, and horrified all in the same instant, then promptly goes pale and

<{Flesh}> 6* 14"Bah! I like it! Fork off!" 6The stranger lifts a fork from the table and flicks it in Edicius' direction, giggling to himself; then abruptly pauses, sniffing at the air. 14"Mm....pain. I like pain. Pain makes me feel -giddy-"

<Angela> 6-- then promptly goes pale and faints. She was rather feeble and sickly-looking, after all. >

* WanderingKnight farts and 2 feet of blue flame ignight the little boy!

<Endrian> 6< ... One wouldn't think flames would make it through the dousing water. 6>

<Endrian> 6< Or -would-, rather. 6>

<WanderingKnight> <he farted before the water was thrown.

<WanderingKnight> <well before it landed on him>

* Edicius`Larommi studies the fork that is suspended in front of him as though he has never seen one before. He grabs the fork and throws it at the burning, bleeding man.

<Endrian> 6< For the sake of sick humor, though, the bucket is lit aflame. Endrian's eyes go positively wide in surprise, eyeing the flaming object -- and then he promptly sends it hurtling through the air towards Edicius' back. Fitting that the man who shot off the flaming arrow would, he hope, be hit in the head by a flaming bucket. - 6>

* WanderingKnight the fork jabs him in the eye!

<WanderingKnight> !order water

* Dulcina walks to the bar and returns with water for WanderingKnight.

<Angela> 6< Angela would be glad to be unconscious if she were conscious. Luckily, she's not. >

<{Flesh}> 6* 14"See!" 6He points a dusty finger in Edicius direction. 14"That's what I like to see! But do more, more! More! Kill....." 6Suddenly the man's entire focus changes - lunacy having given him a mood swing. 14"Where are you, my enemy? Are you out there, or in here? You hide yourself so well! But am I ready for you? Oh, woe is me? Can little me conquer the great Void?"

<Endrian> 6< - With the water hopefully putting out the knight's flames and the villain put out of commission by the spinning bucket (again, he hopes), he makes his way over to his fainted companion's side. 14"We have t' get outta h--"6 Unconscious. Nuts. His brow furrows -- wrinkles of concern like that shouldn't be appearing on the foreheads of boys his age -- - 6>

<Endrian> 6< - and then he extends his arm to slide around her back to drag her, leaning against him, towards the bathroom. 6>

* WanderingKnight throws the glass at edicus to put him out but his aim is off and the glass shatters in fleshes face!

* Edicius`Larommi turns around just in time to get plastered with the burning bucket right in the cheast. He watches the ember sprites shower down from his body and begins to laugh at them.

<{Flesh}> 6* 14"Void Void Void. That's all I ever hear about. Void the Unbalancer, Void the Destroyer, Void the fruchin' Dark God of-" 6The splintering glass smashes right in his face. For a moment there doesn't seem to be any reaction - but then trails of blood start to leak down the stranger's cheeks where razor-sharp, broken chunks of glass still protrude from his skin.

* WanderingKnight watches Endrian trip over the bucket and land on the broken glass!

<Endrian> 6< Actually, no, he don't. 6>

* Edicius`Larommi arches his hand towards the boy and returns his gift with another of his own, a sizable ball of pure static energy.

<Endrian> 6< The bucket and broken glass are both waaaaay over there and he's waaaay over here. 6>

<Angela> 6< Luckily, the little maiden's light enough to be carted around easily enough even by the boy, without too much in the way of effort. She's limp. Poor thing. >

<WanderingKnight> fine the static ball hits you and you fall

<Angela> 10<< Hey, Knight, no... You don't dictate what happens to other people's characters. Only the person playing the character can decide that. 10>>

* WanderingKnight and hit her head on the corner of the bar!

<WanderingKnight> ok/////////

<WanderingKnight> sorry.........

<{Flesh}> 6* The babbling man grins slowly. His tongue snakes forth to lick free the drops of blood stroking down his cheeks. He stands, slowly as well, and steps off the table, cracking his knuckles, and striding toward the wounded Knight.

* WanderingKnight brushes himself off and gets up to leave sadly

<{Flesh}> 14"Where do you think you're going?"

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* WanderingKnight passes out at the voice being so close and him realising that he lost all his skin

* Edicius`Larommi stares at the two men with a hint of curiosity almost playing in his eyes.

<Endrian> 6< Especially with the flesh sizzled off his legs -- you'd think he'd have a harder time of moving, yeah? Anyway! Endrian notices the looming, immense ball -- heck, it's hard not to notice it, when he's only about a foot and a half taller. Swiftly, then, does he pull the delicate young girl into his slender arms, taking off at full speed for the bathroom: probably the safest room in the whole dang building. - 6>

<Endrian> 6< - He kicks the door open, glances back over his shoulder to notice the following sphere, yelps once, and then charges in and boots the door shut behind him. 6>

<{Flesh}> 6* 14"Mmm. Perfect." 6The man's hands extend, and thrusts his wrists out; there's a splash of blood and then yes - the arteries in the man's wrist rip free of his flesh with a squelching, tearing sound, and shoot forth to wrap around WK's ankles and drag him toward the scruffy ...is he really a man?

* Edicius`Larommi frowns as he realises that the boy didn't get desintegrated. It would have been enteresting, especially with the girl in his arms.

* WanderingKnight farts another blue flame at fleshes face!

*** Hatchling is now known as WindRaven

<Endrian> 6< Aren't the flames out? 6>

<Angela> 10<< He ate beans for lunch? ;p 10>>

<WanderingKnight> <arent you supposed to be unconcious?

<Endrian> 6< That's called OOC. 6>

<{Flesh}> 6* The face bursts into flames, and then splits in half; slithering skin, on fire, peels away, and sloughs off down the fellow's back - four long, slick bone spines rupture through the creature's back, and the shed skin catches on them, flapping there like a macabre cloak. The ankles crack and distend, snapping backjointed while the toes spread into birdlike claws. The monster's raw flesh glistens blood-red.

<WanderingKnight> <oh

* WanderingKnight starts slaping flesh with the arteries around his feet!

* Edicius`Larommi suddenly ignites and stray bolts of electricity can be seen snaking through the flames, wrapping him in an aura of death. He begins floating casually towards WK and Flesh.

<{Flesh}> 6* The hair is obviously torn away from the true face beneath, unharmed by fire - a white porcelain mask, hideously unstained in the blood-dripping, copper-reeking horror of the skinless monster - slits across the lower face forming into a grinning rictus, black teardrops beneath each eye. THe eyes themselves are yellow circles with grinning black faces etched into the pupils.

<Angela> 6< And the girl remains unconscious the whole while. Oi. Probably safer for her mental health. If she hadn't fainted, she'd probably have been a gibbering, whimpering wreak by now. Luckily, she's saved from insta-doom by her fiancé, and dragged into the bathroom. That's gonna so ruin her pretty dress... >

* WindRaven walks slowly down the stairs.

<{Flesh}> 6* That's right, folks, he has smiley faces in his eyes. And the arteries, which are as much under the monster's control as his arms and legs, lift WK off the floor and move to smack him repeatedly into the walls, floorboards, and ceiling, swinging him around like a baseball bat.

* WanderingKnight picks up the burning arrow and launches it like a pro spearman into the bathroom!

<WanderingKnight> <into the door wich catches ablaze>

* WindRaven stands 6'11, he has blue black hair and matching eyes. He wears a black cloak and matching boots that hide his body features and any weapons he may have. His skin is dark and he walks in silence

* Edicius`Larommi turns his head to witness the newest patron walking down the stairs. He squints through the flames and quickly regains his normal form.

* WanderingKnight slides out of the charred reminents of his skin and crawl to safety

<Endrian> 6< Unfortunately, the inn itself cannot be caught on flame. 6>

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* WanderingKnight mutters damn!

<{Flesh}> 6* The monster's hind legs bunch, and leap after WK, aiming to slam his full weight down onto the crawling man's back; his hands lift and brandish saw-bladed bone claws from each fingertip.

* WindRaven watches the chaos and tilts his head slightly. With a smirk he walks slowly for the hearth..

* Edicius`Larommi brushes uncounciously at the random arches of electricity still crawling over his form like some sort of simbiotic creature.

* WanderingKnight throws the flaming bucket at the bird giving him time to run out the door

* WindRaven sits down at the hearth and leans his back very close to the heat as he watches the room

<{Flesh}> 6* 14"Smile! It brightens the whole day!" 6The lunatic points his talons at the Knight's back - the knuckles swell up as though under some form of pressure and then fire the bladelike fingernails, like five ragged darts, toward the fleeing man's back; the Masked creature continues to cackle, throwing its head back - dreadlocks that resemble thickened nerve endings slapping bloodily against its back.

* WindRaven at the other end of the inn shakes his head as he watches in silence... was he good? was he evil?.... he makes no move to help nor hinder as he sits at the hearth

* WanderingKnight turns as the darts get him !

* Edicius`Larommi suddenly loses interest in whatever had his attention as he recalled the two in the bathroom. He advanced toward the door with a hazy tracer trail following him.

<Endrian> 6< The door is locked. Yay. 6>

* Edicius`Larommi knocks politely at the door.

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* WanderingKnight screams!

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* WanderingKnight he crawls his bloody body toward the restroom

<{Flesh}> 6* The creature thuds forward, fingers still extended; a thick, snakelike tail slams against the floorboards and drags, leaving a trail of blood behind the skinless horror as it moves. 14"Running away, running away...." 6The monster's fingers move in rhythmic patterns, and the claws imbedded in the man's back twist and try to burrow deeper.

<Endrian> 6< There's a call in return to the knock: 1"We're not interested in buyin' any insurance! Go 'way!" 6>

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* WindRaven watches WK scream as well as the actions. He shrugs deciding not to involve himself in things that held no concern to him

<WanderingKnight> !order ale for windraven

* Dulcina walks to the bar and returns with ale for windraven, compliments of WanderingKnight!

<{Flesh}> 14"Oh little birdy...why won't you stay? Stay, stay, spill for me....scream on, scream on sweet symph-on-eeee..." 6When the creature talks it seems as though the -eyes-, the grinning, bouncing smiley-eyes, their expressions constantly changing - are doing the talking.

* Edicius`Larommi tilts his head to the side and speaks in an inhuman voice "5Insurance? No, I want to play with you."

* WanderingKnight screams

<WanderingKnight> !rape

<{Flesh}> 6* 14"If you insist."

* WindRaven sighs as the noise is starting to bother him... his eyes glow an icy blue as he sends a mind speech to all in the room...who can hear. ~ENOUGH!!!~ *the force behind his sending quite powerful

<WanderingKnight> NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

<Edicius`Larommi> 2{lol}

<Endrian> 6< Stop that. 6>

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* WanderingKnight reminds that the arrow is still in his ass

<Endrian> 6< There's a pause on the other side of the bathroom door, then: 1"We're sleepy now. Play later." 6>

<{Flesh}> 6* The monster's yellow eyes fixate on the fallen Knight's bleeding rear end with sickening interest. He spreads his arms, slowly, and his own intestines - coiled tightly in his abdominal region - break off and slither free into a mass of tentacle-like appendages. The eyes grin wider.

<WanderingKnight> .OMG!!!!!!!!

* Edicius`Larommi suddenly angered by the mental intrusion sends back a thought so loud it had metalic taste to it. [5Stay out of my head!]

* WanderingKnight starts screamin in forign toungs

<{Flesh}> 6* The masked monstrosity doesn't even hear the telepathy, unfortunately. It must be on some different wavelength. However, the tentacle-entrails lash forth, one of them aiming to wrap around the arrow imbedded in the knight's rear quarters....twist it around, and shove it deeper. Fiends are such sadists.

* WanderingKnight oMG

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* WindRaven frowns and decides to take matters into his own hands... in a blur of speed he draws twin silver throwing daggers and hurl them... one going for Flesh (he is aiming to a ver close skin to the head) And the second in a similar manner to Edicius

* Edicius`Larommi knocks on the door again. The electricity that seems to revel over his form adds a strange fluid sound to the rapping.

<WanderingKnight> HELP

<{Flesh}> 6* The dagger thuds with a splash of blood into the collarbone of the skinless creature - it reacts by slowly turning its head, slitheringly fleshy dreadlocks trailing blood over the pure silver of the weapon. 5"Yes?" 6Enquires the left eye 7"You called?" 6Hisses the right.

* WanderingKnight crawls away and slays down near windraven realising his mistake

<Endrian> 6< No answer from the other side. 6>

* Edicius`Larommi get pelted in the head with the dagger, electricity grabbing the blade as if for dear life. He grabs the dagger and studies it for a moment before dropping in uninterestedly on the floor.

* WindRaven eyes change from icy blue taking on a pure black soulessness. ~I said Be silent.... take your play outside... I care not to hear it~ Showing no intention of helpping WK

<{Flesh}> 6* The thing's form shivers faintly - one of its entrails lifts up to twist the weapon in the Fiend's neck, slowly, shuddering with twisted pleasure as it withdraws the silver dagger, gluey strands of gore clinging to the tip - it seems the monster enjoys pain.

<{Flesh}> 6* Using its own internal organs as weapons and having no skin - that was a given.

* Edicius`Larommi loses interest in the two behind the door, thinking they must be busy. What else would they be doung in a locked bathroom. He floated away nonchalantly.

<Angela> 6< Huddling in an empty bathtub, and being terrified, of course. At least, that's what the girl is doing. >

<Endrian> 6< The boy's trying not go to nuts and start throwing toilets at people. 6>

* WindRaven does not take his eyes from the two... looking from FLesh to Edicius

<Endrian> 6< Er, not to go. 6>

* Edicius`Larommi 's form wavers slightly and he becomes semitransparent, vague. He floats through the bar and begins searching the shelves for a beverage of his liking.

* WanderingKnight runs outside butt naked

<WanderingKnight> !order inca magical wine

* Dulcina walks to the bar and returns with inca magical wine for WanderingKnight.

<Angela> 6Literally?

* WindRaven smirks and he starts walking across the inn... heading to where Edicius had left.... he walks for the bathroom,

<WanderingKnight> !order majical wine for inca

* Dulcina shrugs a bit to WanderingKnight, and says "I'm sorry, my friend, but we are short of that today."

<Endrian> 6< Heh. 6>

<WanderingKnight> !tip 6

* Dulcina nods to WanderingKnight and gives a smile, "Thanks!"

<WanderingKnight> !order majical wine for inca

* Dulcina walks to the bar and returns with majical wine for inca, compliments of WanderingKnight!

* Inca from out of no where she stood closing her eyes she **casting a spell..** she starts to summing the powers of fire as in between her hands a huge ball of fire is made She then throws the ball of fire at the Bird known as Flesh in hopes of getting it away from Wondering Knight.

<{Flesh}> 6* The monster drops the silver dagger to the floor, and slithers its entrails to suction with a sickening squelch of flesh back into the monster's abdomen. The monster is -not- a bird. The mun wonders where the hell anyone got that image.

* Edicius`Larommi watches the bribe interaction and wishes no part of that. He helps himself to a mug of water.

<{Flesh}> 6* This is what he looks like. Think of a man. Tear the man's skin off. Give it clawed hind feet and four long spines emerging from the back. And a lizardlike tail with a pincer on the end. Put a white porcelain mask on its face.

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* WindRaven looks at the door then knocks slowly on the door...at the same time concentrating on the one most afraid inside.

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* WanderingKnight crawls around the inn hoping to find some healing herbs

* Inca sees the Creature for what it really is and sees if the ball of fire she sent did anything

<{Flesh}> 6* However, the beast turns just in time to see a woman appear and throw a ball of fire at it; the tendons in the monster's shoulders pop free and shoot up to wrap around the rafters, extending - pulling the horror up swiftly. Its lower body is scorched - the smell of burning flesh slowly creeps through the tavern. But it only seems to harden and blacken the thing's raw monster.

<{Flesh}> 6* Raw muscle, typo

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<Angela> 6< From within the bathroom, the sound of a startled scream, though it's swiftly muffled. >

* WindRaven frowns.... keeping himself alert to a possible attack...having many years to always be prepared for the unknown. He tries again.

* WanderingKnight removes the arrow from his arse

* Edicius`Larommi force translocates his ethereal form to the fireplace. The sound of the air closing in around his previous location created thunderous noise. As he neared the fire, the flames licked at his form as would the tounge of a hungry displacer beast across a fresh corpse.

<{Flesh}> 6* 14"What's the matter, dear?" 6The monster's eyes leer down at Inca. 14"Jealous?"

* WanderingKnight crawls through the window of the bathroom with healing herbs and food

* WanderingKnight im hurt i dont want any trouble

* Edicius`Larommi seems to dissapear, but it would be safe to guess that he still occupies the inn. A stray thought crosses his mun's mind: Why didn't he just translocate into the bathroom? Oh well. {brb}

* Inca frowning she quickly make she way over to WanderingKinght.. Turns and glares at the Beast.. speaking not to nice of things in her native elf tongue she turns and again ***cast spell** pulling the power of water and forming a ball of ice. the ice crystal like orb is slung at the beats in the attempt to be hit with ice shards or .. make it freez to force it away from others.

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<Angela> 6< There's no answer; Just the faint sounds of a girl sobbing. >

<Inca> ^ beast

* WindRaven eyes the door one last time... then turns from the door to see Inca's attack. ~What did I do to deserve this?... All I wished was a quiet night. ~ walks slowly to a table and sits.

<{Flesh}> 6* One of those horrific, decaying intestines snakes forth to slap the ice shard away; the entrail is frozen in the process, but the monster twists it at the base, snapping it off, sending it to shatter against the floorboards. 14"I'm sure he'll still want you in the morning. There's plenty of me to go around, kyaahaha." 6The grin carved into the porcelain mask grins wider, as another entrail slithers forth.

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* WindRaven shakes his head slowly then an idea formulates...he looks to Inca and smirks...his eyes changing to an icy blue.

* Edicius`Larommi appears suddenly, hovering close to the abomination. He studies the creature with a hint of casual interest.

* Inca wonders how she get herself into these messes. she takes her long bow and knotches it.. Thinking if one of thoes entrail get even close to she will shoot it..

<Endrian> 6< And the young (very) couple in the bathroom just wants all the violence to stop and the blood and GUTS TO STOP POURING AIIIIEEEEEEEEEE. But, otherwise, they're fun. 6>

<Endrian> 6< ... Erm. Fine. Not fun. 6>

<Steven-mun> -<{ . . Sure that's what you meant. 1}>-

<Endrian> 6< <mutters> 6>

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* WindRaven smirks and watches as he has his own deductions as to how to handle this if need be... but it rreally concerned him not.

<Angela> 6< Well, the girl is apparently scarred for life, and terrified, but... eh, who's counting? >

<{Flesh}> 6* 14"Hi." 6The monster returns to Edicius - its left eye shifts in the socket independant of the other to regard him, and then the creature closes its arms to its sides; a squelch as the flesh there joins to the monster's underarms, and when they are lifted, stretches into a membrane beneath each; the monster leaps from the rafters, using the new membrane to glide toward the fireballing woman.

* Inca tilting her head. she decides on a different form of attack.. **** casting spell*** using her own powers, and that of nature.. she starts to mummer words in anceint elven tongue . The power of heal.. to be sread forth to try to help those who needs it.. The power of healing to those within the pub.. She lets the glow of blue / white light cover the room.

* Edicius`Larommi chuckles at the creature's inate ability to adjust his biomass to suit any given situation. He floats back down to the ground and wanders up to a wall.

* WindRaven eyes narrow at the light being casted he turns his eyes away as he remains in silence.

<{Flesh}> 6* A horrific shriek breaks out and the body of the monstrosity hurtles off-course - probably straight into Inca, most likely smacking into her heavily and dragging her with it as it then slams into a table, twitching and flailing wildly; skin slowly sealing over the raw flesh, blood slowly suctioning back into ruptured veins.

* Edicius`Larommi arches his hand towards the wall and proceeds to blast it with a powerful ball of flame. He watches as the wall begins to heal itself. he spoke aloud, but to himself "An astounding structure, this. capable of housing the most destructive of psychotic creatures, magic casters, and extraplanar beings.

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* WindRaven smirks as he hears Flesh. It seems his assumption was correct, how so many years have brought enough knowledge to assest a problem.

*** {Flesh} is now known as Kobra

*** Kobra is now known as [Flesh]

<Angela> 10<< Ack, BRB, gotta go close the gate! In the storm! Wonderful. -_- 10>>

<WindRaven> <be careful>

* Edicius`Larommi bats unconciously at the light around him, as it obcused his line of sight momentarrily.

* Inca feeling the creature hitting her, throwing her against the wall knocking the air out of her for moment. coming to only to be draged by the creature as she attempts to fight it.

<Angela> 10<< Back. 10>>

* Inca seeing the creature. twiching she quickly pulls away from it .. if she is lucky

* WindRaven eyes change from the icy blue to a souless black as he is able to deal with the light. His eyes scan the room and smirks. <wb>

<Link`> (wb)

<[Flesh]> 6* The monster's skin - horribly, the nude, fleshy pink of a man, suggesting that it, or at least the body it inhabits, were human at some stage - is slowly fusing over itself as its hands reach to grip the woman by the collar and haul her to the feet, slam her back against the wall. The white porcelain mask is pressed close to her face if successful. 5"Yhouhhhh...dohhnchhh..dohhn't dhoh thaht."

* Edicius`Larommi grew weary of his physical form, and so decided to return to the plane in which he was spawned: The imagination, the dimension of thought waves. His body dissapeared as though it were being sucked through a vaccum.

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* WindRaven rises and holds his massive arms.... he begins to concentrate... drawing in energy

<Angela> 6< And... the door to the bathroom is apparently opened, to reveal the little, fair human girl seated... in a bathtub... sobbing convulsively into the little drow-looking boy's chest, who's... apparently shoving out an unconscious knight. Interesting, ne? >

* Edicius`Larommi began to ring in the distant thoughts of those in the inn, seeming to be nothing more than a corrupted and unreachable memory; at first...

* Inca feels herself being thrust back against the wall. falling to the floor..

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* WanderingKnight crawls out of the bathroom.....

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* WindRaven feels the energy as he prepares his own spell... he remains unmoving as he draws more energy.....looking like a statue as remains where he is.

* WanderingKnight heal me!

* WanderingKnight mumbles please!

<Endrian> 6< And the door slams shut the absolute second the knight has left. 6>

<[Flesh]> 6* The monster rears back its hand, and from the index and middle finger two of those saw-like bladed fingers sprout. 14"The light hurts my eyes. So I think I'll take yours." 6The smiley-face eyes grin, and it thrusts the claws down toward the poor woman's eyes....

* WanderingKnight begins to slam on the door!

<Endrian> 6< Locked tight, it is. 6>

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* Edicius`Larommi attempts to send a photographic thought of a green field on a summer's eve, deer prancing around merrily beneath a large oak. Suddenly the immage is violently replaced with an active envision of blood, cold coagulated blood. Rust and sweat can almost be tasted. Martyred screams echo throughout like ghosts.

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<Endrian> 6< The bathroom door's locked and shut tight; window's locked as well. 6>

* WindRaven eyes black as the darkest night... showing no sign of humanity.... he brings both hands forward and lets the spell fire.... he sends the Healing Holy bolt fly at Flesh.... as the spell flies...he drops like a stone... his hands chared with massive burns

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* Inca slowly she picks seeing just in time Flesh coming at her she .. attemps to spring herself like a cat would only to roll away form the beast.. in hopes to dodge the beast.

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<[Flesh]> 6* The fingers slam into the wall's wood and become stuck there as it heals around their imbedded selves; the holy bolt strikes it in the back and the thing's spine arches, a hiss drowned out by the loud crack of, apparently, its spine snapping. The body drops to the floor, hanging from the wall by its arm; the upper half still twitching - the lower dangling limp.

* Edicius`Larommi decides to explore the wretched conciousness of the fleshy atrocity attacking the woman (if allowed). He is sure there must be a world of disgustingly beautiful thoughts of chaotic strife and agony within this creature's mind.

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<Angela> 6< Thank goodness her fiancé had erected a mind-bar around the little maiden currently locked safely in the bathroom, or that mental image would have scarred her even more permanently than she'd already been scarred. >

<Endrian> 6< Yay for godling fiancés! 6>

<WanderingKnight> WanderingKnight walks in the room.He has blonde hair aqua eyes.His face hides many secrets wich claw to free themselves from his mind.He has no one left to love...so he walks in and sits next to inca for the moment..........(msg for pic)

* Edicius`Larommi pictures WK and curiously wonders how many of these creatures were made.

<Angela> 6Too many.

* WindRaven stirs slowly... having used something he never liked to do... using that kind of magic. No it made him nautious as well as took from his strength. *he slowly moves to one knee.

* Inca shaking the cobwebs from her head.. she wonders if the creature was dead or not.. feeling more bursed, then anything she looks over at Wandering Knight.. "And you call this fun..?"

<[Flesh]> 6* The monster's brain is in all kinds of pain at the moment - and loving every moment of it. Half a dozen human personalities war within it - kept under the heel of the chaotic masses of several daemonic entities. They are Ayan'te Maelhim spirits, shards of the universe's soul. Darting unnattainable within the horror's essence, they are themselves willingly trapped.

* WanderingKnight wonders what pictures.....

* WindRaven pants softly...as he tries to regain some strength... much needed strength. He did not wish to again be put through the transition. He forces himself up and takes hold of a chair for support.

<WanderingKnight> !order ale for everyone

* Dulcina walks to the bar and returns with ale for everyone, compliments of WanderingKnight!

<WanderingKnight> !tip

* Dulcina nods to WanderingKnight and gives a smile, "Thanks!"

* WindRaven sways slightly as he watches the room..... he looks to Inca and nods once before trying to take a step... his strength still depleted as he falls to the floor a second time.

<[Flesh]> 6* The monster's severed vertebrae are seen literally moving beneath the renewed skin of its back - from their grotesque position twisted leftwards of the spinal column they glide with the sound of moist flesh shifting and the pop of gristle and bone - slowly back into place, like pieces of a puzzle.

<Inca> ./me gets up to find a nice quiet corner some place..seeing WindRaven she nods and smiles to him

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* Inca grr..

* Edicius`Larommi finds himself overrun with extactic visions and...other beings? He cannot say for sure. Everything was chaotic.. Nothing could be fully focused upon. It was like an apocalypse in hell. It was amazing. He removed himself from the creatures mind, lest he decide to stay there.

* WanderingKnight looks over to inca then to the mess on the floor

* Kit-Flamehair slips into the inn with a casual yet seductive sway to her hips, though they are concealed by her deep green cloak that matches her eyes. Fiery red hair that matches her fiery spirit, the 5'4" slender scottish lass offers a small, yet playful smile with her light scrunched freckle covered nose, to those who may notice her as she walks lightly to the bar.

* Kit-Flamehair 's attitude is a sharp contrast to her sweet, innocent appearance. As they say, looks can be deceiving. In this case, that saying holds more weight than gold; she has the mouth of a sailor and is known back home for her trashy talk.

<WanderingKnight> !order ale for everyone

* Dulcina walks to the bar and returns with ale for everyone, compliments of WanderingKnight!

* WanderingKnight nods towards the woman who just walked in

<WanderingKnight> !tip 10

* Dulcina nods to WanderingKnight and gives a smile, "Thanks!"

* Kit-Flamehair pushes through the crowd commenting as she goes, "C'mon! Outta mi' way' ye blimey worms!"

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*** Dulcina sets mode: +l 34

* Inca dressed in a black robe, she is only of 5'6, on the way to a table. Revealing a very attractive young elf woman with a rich tan complextion.

* Inca Hair of a glorious brownish black, softly flows straight and long past the hips. Almond shape dark eyes are like the color of rich coffee that seems to glisten in the soft glow of the inn.

* Inca under her black robe, she wears a strapless top made of white silk, trimed in gold. Panels of the same type of cloth also trimed in gold to form a long flowing skirt like gown, that is held by what appears to be a thin gold chain belt around her hips and waist, but is much stronger. Leaving the shoulders, small waist and most of her legs to her hips, bare.

* WindRaven again forces his body up.... to a kneeling position. .oO(Why did I even bother... it was nothing to do with me) *he grabs a chair and stands.

* WanderingKnight chuckles to wind raven and brushes off the last few hairs on his burnt head and thanks him

* Kit-Flamehair finally makes her way to the bar and sits on one of the stools looking to Dulcina, "Aye! C'mon ye' blimey wench. Fetc' mi' a ale!'

<[Flesh]> 6* The thing twists its captured hand; tearing the fingernails from their cutaneous sockets, strings of blood connecting them to the wall where the claws are still embedded, and soon broken to free the monster entirely. It twists upon its still-healing backbone and stands awkwardly, swaying, until the last few vertebrae pop back into place. The smiley-eyes glare across the room. This isn't finished.

<WanderingKnight> !order ale for kit-flamehair

* Dulcina walks to the bar and returns with ale for kit-flamehair, compliments of WanderingKnight!

<WanderingKnight> !order DragonSpirit

* Dulcina walks to the bar and returns with dragonspirit for WanderingKnight.

* WindRaven does not seem to answer WK as he licks his lips. He continues to try to regain some strength but the process is taking too long.

* Kit-Flamehair looks to Dulcina then back to WanderingKnight, "Aye, ye 'pose since I be a barwench that I can't affor' a bloody ale?!"

* Inca looking back at WindRaven. She moves over to him to help him up if he so wishes..

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* WanderingKnight nods happily to saraphinmoonflower

* Edicius`Larommi offers the creature a feeling of appriciation mixed with approval. After a long silence from edicius, he returned to the physical plane of existence with a painful looking display of bright energy. He stood upright and brushed himself off, although there were no signs of any alien substance on him.

* WindRaven eyes her a moment as he remains silent.... he looks over to the one he launched the spell that took most of his strength. .oO(Let it be over... I do not wish another transition)

* WindRaven does not refuse the aid... and stands.

* Kit-Flamehair shakes her head, her firey red curls swaying, any attraction anyone has towards her is gracefully chased away by a belch.

*** SaraphinMoonflower is now known as Purity

<[Flesh]> 6* Revenge will be exacted brutally, oh yes, the coherent part of the monster's mind thinks. That part of its consciousness, the one that thinks and speaks for it, probably belonged to the serial rapist whose body the multiple horrors first possessed. But first, to shed this cloying skin.

* Inca smiling up at WindRaven and nods..

* Purity walks in, appearing little more than a human woman with wings, with pale porcelain skin. She wears a dark dress that hides most of her body. Her swirling blue eyes look about from beneath her burgandy curls that bounce as she walks. Her wings are the color of her dress only that the features become razor sharp; weapons in their own right, and the quills could become like throwing blades.

* WanderingKnight nods to purity

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* WindRaven towers to his full height.... standing easily over Inca. Clad in the black cloak and black boots.... with her help he starts walking knowing he can do little to stop an attack now.. save to be forced to change.

* Purity looks at the one nodding to her for a moment before she makes her way to a seat near the back. The woman sits down, the skirt of her dress slitting to mid-thing and revealing her pale legs. The woman motions to Dulcina as she sits down 14Some tea Dulcina...6She doesn't say anything else as she sits there and waits for her drink.

<Purity> order tea

* Dulcina walks to the bar and returns with tea for Purity.

*** Rune_Spellfire is now known as Ayn_Stormbringer

* Edicius`Larommi glances towards a room door and wonders how his friend and his friend's protected can possibly sleep with all of this commotion.

* Kit-Flamehair runs her arm across her mouth with her sleeve wiping the little bit of ale at the corner of her lips.

* WindRaven walks twords the stairs... his black souless eyes look from Flesh.... he then eyes then new patron... he looks over Purity with intenseness as he walks before looking to the stairs.

* Purity takes the tea and sets it down before she puts a few coins in the barmaids hand. The woman then picks the cup up agian and blows on it for a few moments before she sips the liquid and closes her eyes, relaxing and waking up.

<Purity> tip 2 silver

* Dulcina nods to Purity and gives a smile, "Thanks!"

*** Delusion is now known as Sinferdalarin

* Kit-Flamehair stands and begins pacing about the room again, the firey headed barwench begins stopping by different tables occupied by different patrons.

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* WindRaven continues up the stairs slowly his body weak.

<[Flesh]> 6* The monster pauses briefly, and its yellow eyes slide across in Purity's direction. 14"Aah. A familiar face. Shale sends his regards from Hell, featherwench!" 6The creature, which appears to be a naked humanoid with a white porcelain mask over its face, gives a rumble of scratchy laughter, and then lifts a finger, sprouting another jagged claw.

* WanderingKnight wonders if the monster ever dies.....

<[Flesh]> 6* Only if someone figures out how to kill it.

* Edicius`Larommi changes glances from Flesh and Purity expectantly.

<[Flesh]> 6* One might wonder the same about knights.

* Purity looks at Flesh over her tea cup for a moment, her voice is soft, yet has a hard edge to it 14My thanks, abomination. Remind me to send you there to be with him sometime. 6A small grin tugs on the woman's lips, a dark cruel smile as her eyes darken.

* WanderingKnight points out that he has been burned stabed electrocuted and farted on but still doesnt die

* Inca looking up at WindRaven. and wonders if he needs anymore help..but seh only looks down, and slowly turns away.

<Edicius`Larommi> 2{shot with an arrow, a fork, and mutilated as well, WK}

<[Flesh]> 6* 14"Try it." 6The creature thrusts its claw into its own chest, blood welling forth as expected; crimson flows down its nude skin, but this trickle is merely the beginning of the torrent, as the finger tears downward, ripping through bare skin; both hands then squelch their fingertips into the opening made, and wrench it open, spraying gore in various directions; the horror starts to shrug off its skin like a man discarding a shirt.

<Angela> 10<< Well, your knight's fallen through a roof, had most of the skin on his body stripped off, been stabbed in the eye with a fork, set on fire, ass-boinked with an arrow, and he's fine. ;p 10>>

* WanderingKnight chuckles

* WanderingKnight that i have.......

<Sinferdalarin> ((cuts the ooc with a rusty axe))

<Angela> 10<< Don't make me sic my torturer on you, Dellie-mun. ;p 10>>

* Purity yawns slightly, putting a hand to her mouth. She watches the creature almost disinterestedly 14Now, do you have a reason for pestering me this early? Or just to be a pest and make yourself kno--6She looks at Flesh for a moment then scowls as she picks her feet up off the floor, her clothing shimmers and the skirt changes into leather pants 14Dear Gods, I did not mean right now!

<Purity> <*BOOTS the ooc away with a holy blast* Less OOC more RP *Grin*>

* WanderingKnight but werent you either uncontious or hiding in the restroom thru the battle?

<Angela> 10<< That was OOC, WK. Angela's still in the bathroom. :P 10>>

<Angela> 10<< 6Shushes up. 10>>

<[Flesh]> 6* Skin clings to raw muscle with small tendrils of bloody slime, squelching free and sloughing onto the floor; but the horror completely ignores the winged woman, having said its piece - apparently being more interested in slopping toward poor Inca with thudding footsteps, flexing the obviously-corded pectorals raw and glistening in the firelight.

* WindRaven enters the room he has been occupying over the last few days....not waking up Sistina.... he sees she is again not there and crawls onto the bed

<WindRaven> <night all>

<[Flesh]> 6* Nai

<Angela> 10<< Nini. 10>>

* Purity sips her tea for a moent in thought and mumbles 14Should really help...ugh..this tea has lost its pulll. 6She sighs and stands up on her chair as she watches the creature move away. The small dark grin still plays on her lips as she says a few odd words and lightning streaks from her fingers at Flesh, hoping to knock the thing down. She opens her wings slightly and puts one foot on the table, the lightning illuminating her features ee

<Purity> <g'night...nini *shudders*>

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<Sinferdalarin> ((cuts! cuts at ee))

* Inca hears something behind her as she turns. "Have you not had enough for one night.. Beast?" she backs away.. looking for another place to dodge away from the creature.

<Purity> Eerily>

* Edicius`Larommi suddenly and again, deafeningly force translocates himself...out of the inn..very far away. Who knows why?

*** Edicius`Larommi is now known as empty_slot

* WanderingKnight notes he has been in this room for 72 hours

<Purity> <lol>

* WanderingKnight gets up to go to the room

<[Flesh]> 6* The monstrosity is fried through the back; its skeleton shows through its flesh for a long moment before the crackling stops; the monster isn't flung down, however; it seems almost as though its claws have rooted it to the floor. Smoke rises, and then the beast speaks. 14"You people. I come in here to plot and plan, and three idiots in a row attack me for no reason."

<[Flesh]> 14"But you little whores haven't seen me mad."

* WanderingKnight walks over and urinates on the smoking creature to put out the small blaze on his back

<WanderingKnight> order ale for all

* Dulcina walks to the bar and returns with ale for all, compliments of WanderingKnight!

<WanderingKnight> !tip 5 silver

* Dulcina nods to WanderingKnight and gives a smile, "Thanks!"

* WanderingKnight walks up to room 11 in the inn

* Purity chuckles as she stands there for a moment then blows on her hands. 14Actually...I just needed to get that out. You know how it is...plus...you ruined my breakfast with that litle display....6The Fallen Angel brushes her bangs out of her face and then puts her arms on her raised knee. Her hair falls about her body as she stands there, perhaps she was feeling....adventurous today? Nah, she just had some pent up agression to take care of

<Purity> <cut>...6just had some pent up agression to take care of.

<Piromi> 6A voice sounds out above the fleshy abomination, and it sounds young. Femininely young. "Eww... That thing is gross!"6 And, without further adeu, with a tipping of a large glass inlaid bucket, about eight litres of alchemical corrosive acid was poured down upon the Freakish flesh mound from hell.

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<Endrian> 6< No one cares at all for the inn and the spillage. Nope. Not a one. 6>

<Piromi> 6Nope, not this one, beacuse she always has a handy little mending spell ready incase anything overly bad happens.

* WanderingKnight comes back down to find out what that smell is

<[Flesh]> 6* The mun quietly grins, and changes his music. Brb.

* Purity looks at the floor and the gore on it. Her nose scrunching a bit before she looks up at Flesh and her nose scrunces a bit more 14ugh..you really should go get cleaned off...6She was cocky this morning, but she was also bored out of her mind and still looking for old friends...without getting herself killed.

* Purity sighs, ah, dammit...here we go...oro>

* WanderingKnight mutters something and goes back to his room....

* WanderingKnight good morning all and good bye

* Purity -mun burps while she waits and refills her pop glass>

<empty_slot> 2{Time to go off and do something productive...}

<Angela> 10<< Pro... du-h-h-h-h-h-what? 10>>

<[Flesh]> 6* The monster is doused in acid from above; the shriek rises from its smoking form - one of nigh-orgasmic pleasure, shuddering with volatile ecstacy as pain shunts through every raw nerve and exposed capilliary. The monster's whooping laughter rises above the smoke, and it bursts from the cloud, darting past Purity - aiming to clothesline her with a jagged, foot-and-a-half bone blade extended from its forearm above the wrist.

<empty_slot> 2{night all...or day, whatever.}

* WanderingKnight bye

*** Piromi is now known as {Who-B-Me}

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Session Close: Fri Jun 21 10:36:43 2002

Footnote: When I created the bot for my own room, I scripted her so as to respond to bar commands only in query - to force an actual role-playing of the ordering process rather than repetitive and interruptive responses in the channel itself - with an additional set of off-the-wall triggers for the out-of-character channel (such as the infamous !goatsex...).One of these days, I'll actually get around to adding the !rape input line, instead of just threatening it.

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