Session Start: Wed Aug 25 21:12:29 2004 Session Ident: #whosim * Logging #whosim to 'C:\Documents and Settings\Jennifer\Desktop\unreality4.DALnet.20040825.txt' Jen should be straight Willow Huh? What are you people talking about? Jen,Shall we do a CASTING CALL? David's Buffy sim I don't know th at Jen wants to play a message board email game but if she wants to she can msg board, hmmm, not sure I know how that works Ah! Actually, I must decline. My message board activities relates to politics and religion. Heather is going to play, she hasn't claimed a character though its okay, J en CASTING CALL,please? its not difficult, Cody, I can send you a link later to the website I'll use and you can ch eck it out ty welcome * JenK sets mode: +o AlxKeegan * JenK sets mode: +o DrWhoXI * JenK sets mode: +o Phineas_1 ty ty CASTING CALL! if someone wants to play Willow, t hen she becomes a geeky superscience inventing genius <==Phineas(Form the beginneas) <=========King of the Brobdignags
<====== Dr David, take another role in addition to the King. The king is only in the opening scene. <===Queen of the Brobdignags Or the Lagados. They are incomprehensible academics. I guess we'll find out based on which scene comes first. The king is in the midst of threatening the Doctor, I believe. I don't care. Truthfully, I'm still half asleep. I'll wing it. @ = the Throne room * AlxKeegan is now known as KingB * JenK is now known as RavenaS <> <> <> $=Glum's quarters <:-D> $::Quickly recovers his valise,explaing to Glum he had lost it::: $ ::Glum sits in her chair, weeping:: If I don't have the duty of raising hatchlings then surely the queen will send me to the kitchens... or worse the stables. @ ::::The King, visibly angry, raises up his fist, ready to bring it down and crush the Doctor::: $ Glum> I can't work stables. Horses scare me! ::cries harder:: $ ::Ravena holds up an extra skirt to the girl:: There, there, it will be all right. @ Queen>Gulliver! You have THRONE my husband into a FIT!!! $ I'm not used to animals much either! $ Ravena> Phineas, I mean Uncle Phineas has an idea. Right? $ Dear Child,do you have any pets,Glumdalclitch? < yes I did, t hanks> $ Glum> ::sniffles loudly into the handkerchief-sized dress:: You mean besides you? $ Yes,like a BIRD that flies? Glumdalclitch? $ Glum> Just Tweety. I raised her from an egg. ::waves hand twoard the gilded cage hanging by the window which holds a bird the size of a small plane:: But the queen has a whole flock of finches already. $::Laughs::Tweety,Where is Sylvester the CAT? $ Uncle?! I thought you had a helpful idea. $ Glum,you can help us rescue The Doctor with the loan of your bird. $ Glum> "Rescue him", from the king? Why would I want to do that? That would be treason. $ Child ,if you want more Mini Jesters to please the King a trip to thw western mountains is in order. $ The Doctor is a much better navigator than either of us Glum. And I don't think your king would be too happy to know he only had us to fill his court, do you? $ Glum> No. Oh dear, he can very cross at times. $ But we can make him happy again, and more than happy to keep you in his court. I imagine he might very well make you a minister of Mini-Jesters. $ Will you help us help you? $ ::Glum looks at the pair, sniffles her last sniffle then jumps up to action:: $ Then loan us Tweety,and The Doctor Ravena and I will mount an expedition to the western mountains on your behalf to the king, $ ::Glum retrieves her pet finch from its cage along with a harness she once made for Gulliver:: $::Phineas and Ravena try to move the Console closer to the finch:: $ Glum> Tweety's very smart and obedient. I taught her how to fetch seashells from the highest cliffs for me. $ Glum> Why do you need your toy for this expedition? $ Glum can you attach the "Toy" to Tweety? $ It's more than a toy, Glum. It's like a compass. It'll help us find our way back to you quicker. $ To trasnsport all the Mini Jesters the King wants. $ ::Happy with the explanation, Glum gather satin twine and lashes the console to the back of the saddle:: $ ::Ravena climbs aboard the finch and beams a bittersweet smile at Glum:: Thank you. $ I'll ride close to the Console to keep it steady on the saddle. $ ::Ravena leans over and whispers in the finch's ears, the bird takes flight:: $::Climbs aboard bhind Ravena::Tweety,first stop the Throne Room! $ Glum> ::opens her chamber door and watches her charges fly into the hall:: You will return soon? $ Faster then Tweety can molt:::Laughs::: $ ::Ravena declines to answer. The finch flutter off toward the throne room:: <::Yawn:: tahnks :-D> @ Queen>What is that fluttering sound,dear husband? @ ::::Drops and rolls away from the King's descinding fist::: @ ::the King l ooks around:: @ ::Tweety the finch flies over the guards at the door and through the transom above into the throne room:: @ Why, it's Tweety! What is she doing here? @ ::Tweety circles around as her passengers scan the horizon below:: @ Looking for Sylvester!:::Laughs::: @ ::: Looks up and sees Ravena and Phineas astride the bird:: @ There he is! ::points to the corner of the chess table:: @ As the Brigadier would say, nothing like air support @ ::Tweety buzzes the king and queen, then dives down for the chess board:: @ :::the King squints::::: @ :::Jumps for Tweety::: @ Grab him, Phineas. @ Why, I do believe those are Gulliver's friends attached to Tweety:::: @ :::Grabs Phineas's hand and swings aboard :: @ Get off th at bird, Gulliver!! @ ::Ravena whispers in the bird's ear again:: @ ::::the King makes a grab for Tweety::: @::Grabs Doctor:: First floor,Window Garments:::Laughs::: @ ::Tips imaginary hat to King:: Of course, Yer Highness:: Under breath ::: as soon as we are free that is @ Queen>Guards! Follow That Bird!!! @ ::Tweety scratches the king's hand with her claws then flutters toward the tall windows:: @ ::Tweety flies straight toward glass with guards quickly gaining:: @ Hold on back there! @ Quick Ravena, Time for plan B @ Talk about being given THE BIRD!::Laughs:: @ Catch her!! @ ::the Tweety flies straight up to the sky and out an open window:: @ ::::The King chases after the bird::: @ Queen>Sombody close that window! ' @ ::guards slam into the closed window panes below:: @ OOH! I FEEL your PANE! @ ::Tweety swoops high above the castle grounds, up toward the clouds and westward to the mountains beyond:: @ Come back!!! @ ::the King growls in frustration and despair as Gulliver and his friends escape::: # = Lagado @ Queen> Oh dear, more trouble. # ::Tweety and the crew fly for almost an hour until the cross the western mountains:: # ::the air changes to cold and thin:: # Is it WINTER out here? # ::Ravena keeps whispering encouraging words in Tweety's ear, while trying to keep the bird's neck warm:: <:-D> # It's the thinner air that makes it seem colder up here # Doctor,are we near the POLAR ice cap? # Add the wind whistling by and ::shivers:: # I don't see anything. Maybe the expedition was a fraud. # ::something glints on the distance:: # ::Spots a blue box at the ground ahead::Doctor,your Police Box! # Ship ahoy ::Grins::: # ::Ravena directs tweety toward the blue box:: # Hopefully NOT ship A Toy! # ::as they draw closer, they can see that patch of blue in a field of polished, gray marble:: # ::figures wearing the same muted, unoffensive tones, muddle about the blue box:: # ::Figures are massing aroud the blue box,muttering calculations!::: # ::Tweety lands in the middle of a marble city courtyard:: # Doctor.I hope they don't ask about our LANDING permit. # ::Ravena climbs down, petting Tweety and feeding her a snack from her pocket:: # I guess it's too much to hope we are finally out of this insanity # :::Helps Phineas with the console:: # ::Climbs down Tweety and starts to unhich the Console::: < i am wi lling to try, not sure if I can come with fake theories, but willing to try> # ::sees the people watching them:: At least they are normal size. #Lag1> Amazing! How did you make that bird grow so big? # >Lagodan 2> Obviously by feeding it giant seed # >Lagodan 3 > And where would he get giant seed? # >Lagodan 2 > ::Rolls eyes and sniffs :: Duuh, from a giant plant you twit! #::To Lagadoins::Hey leave that box, it's our property! # Lagodan A> ::studying the box:: Fascinating, but why blue? Surely there is a less offensive color. # Looks as if this place could supply personel for a hundred government projects #::Still unstrapping the Console from Tweety::: # Lagodan B> Perhaps it's a statement. Hello? What exactly does blue say to you? # If they can AGREE on which projects,Doctor! # Lagodan A> What an interesting thought. Let me see, I am blue. Blue as you? # Lag1> What is that contraption? # ::To Phineas :: Quick, let's get this in the TARDIS, while these fools argue about everything # ::Smiles and takes hold of console:: @ Lag1> Perhaps its a large coat rack? # But don't we need to fix it first? # Lagodan B> But I'm not blue. More peach or almond, sometimes green when I dip into the Chef's latest experiment. ::chuckles to himself:: # ::Lagodans 2 and 3 start pushing at each other spouting ever more absurb nonsense:: # Best done inside the safety of the TARDIS, my friend #:::Assists Doctor with Console::: # ::Sets console beside TARDIS and takes a key from his vest:: # Lag 2> ::answers the first:: But where does one hang one coats? I do not see any hooks. # How do we get the Console in,Doctor? The Console is too big for the door. # Lag 2> And these handles look ineffience for the task of holding one's coat. I wonder who the carpenter. He can't seem to measure straight. Look at how the handles are placed. # No problem I'll just adjust the relative dimen... ::Stops and stares inside an empty shell of a TARDIS:: Oh dear ::sighs:: @ Lag1> Drap them over the top? Or perhaps it is a dresser, with drawers? #Lag 3> Maybe it's a dorr for some kind of container? # Lag 2> That's an interesting theory. But why would someone leave their dresser in the middle of the courtyard. # Lag A> It must be a statement. Perhaps a political one. # Lag B> Someone who doesn't approve of the color blue? # ::Wrings hair as if trying to force an idea into his head:: # Those IDIOT Lagdolians stripped the TARDIS,Doctor! # Lag A> Or someone who approves of it greatly and wants to share his admiration with all Lagado. # NO, I don't think so... but I'm afraid the components could be scattered all over this horrible planet ::Kicks a rock:: # Lag B> ::taps Phineas on the shoulder:: Excuse me, you're blocking our view. We are trying to discern the nature of this conundrum. # :::Suddenly, a small herd of wild horses enters the square::: # You,Sir are the only CONUNDRUM I see here! # ::To Lagodan ::It's not a conundrum! It's more an improbability # ::When Tweety flinches, Ravena notes the ground begin to rumble:: Uh Doctor...! # ::a cloud of dust rapidly approaches from the north:: # UGGH! STAMPEDE! # Oh wonderful, now an entire herd of Mr Ed's ::Frowns:: # ::as they draw close enough to show a flash of long main, Tweety panics and flies away:: # And I've got HAY FEVER:::Laughs::: # Lag B> ::scans the oncoming thunder:: Oh my, look how low that cloud is. I've never seen a storm this low to the ground. # Lag B> Perhaps it's an angry storm. I don't see any lightning, nor any rain. # Doctor,What is next,A TIKKI Party? # Lag A> A dry storm? You know I once had a lecture about the possibility of such things. # Lag B> Really, what was the theory? # ::Taps Lag B:: You mean a SAND storm? # Lag A> Swirling dust, essentially. The theorist posed the idea that sometimes when an argument is so intense the arguers shout, their shouts disturb the wind. Eventually the disturbed winds turn into a cyclone of sorts and roam the ground looking to spread their passion. # >Lagodan 2 > What if this is only a delusion caused by some infection from the giant finch :::makes notes for a paper on the subject as the herd tramples him to death:: # Lag B> That's is why I always argue in whispers. # Lag A> Tis a sound notion, but I rather doubt the theory. After all, then all loud noises such as our lecture chimes would create similar angry winds, don't you think? * KingB has quit IRC (Quit: Leaving) # Lag B> Hmmm, then I wonder what it could possibly be. # ::both Lagadoins look on as the herd of wild horses stomp over them:: # Lag C> Ughh,Clysedales! # ::other Lagodans scatter to the marble buildings in a panic:: # ::Lag C is dead:: # ::a tall white stallion draws to a halt before the only people daring to face them with fear and determination:: # >Lagoda 3 > ::To Lagodan 4:: Look out! Herd of horses! # ::Signals the horses to stop with his LIGHT PEN!::: # ::the stallion studies the Doctor up and down:: # ::stallion breys to his comrades with a nod toward the Doctor:: >Lagodan4 > Heard of horses? Of course I have do you think Im a foo... ::Is trampled by Houyhnhms:: # Lag 4>Sure I've heard of horses Lag 3 you Bone Head! # ::one by one the horses scoop a crew member on their backs:: # ::finding herself flipped over the horse, stomach down, Ravena panics:: Doctor! # Oooh,Pony rides! # ::four more horses scoop up the console and police box:: # Is this the Kentucky Derby,Doctor? # ::: A beautiful stallion stops in front of the Doctor:: # ::as quickly as they came, the wild herd depars with its captives:: % = Yahoo Herds % ::Finds himself in A Yahoo Herd with Ravena::: $ + Houyhnhnm camp $ ::A perfect palimino approachs the Doctor::: $ Houynnhmn Leader> Doctor,you've come to incite a Yahoo rebellion that we must halt! % ::tossed off the back of her horse captor and tumbles into an animal pit:: $ >Palimo> Greetings, you are no ordinary Yahoo despite your appearance. Who are you and why are you here? % ::rolls in the soft dirt and at the feet of a man:: % ::Snarls at nearest Yahoo::BACK YOU CANNIBAL!!! % Oh thank goodness, Professor. ::reaches out her hand for him to help her:: I've never been so sick on a horse-- % ::stops cold when she sees the long claw-like fingers that reach out for her:: $ ::Extends hand :: Hello, I am the Doctor % ::a snarling Yahoo, dressed in rags, half-naked, covered in dirt, with matted hair and evil, hungry eyes leers at Ravena:: % ::Grabs a clu like stick and whck the long fingers approaching Ravena:: $ >Palimino> Are you here to spy on us? % ::backs away, crawling on her backside toward Phineas and away from the inhuman creatures in the pit:: $ I should say not! In fact I'm not entirely clear on why we are here at all % These are the Yahoos. Oh, they are truly disgusting. $ I assure you are only goal is to leave this place as soon as possible % Carefull Ravena,These CREATURES could be CANNIBALS!!! % ::Yahoos growl and circle the well-clothed and well-fed newcomers:: % How do we get out of here Professor? They're all around. $ >Palomino> WE no longer enslave Yahoos, but we will not allow them to destroy our crops either % ::scrambles to her feet, standing back to back with Phineas:: % ::Adjusts his PEN LIGHT and a laser beam zots out frightening the Yahoos!::: $ Then why not simply fence the crops? % ::Yahoos jump backward from the blast of light, then begin growling louder:: % Careful Professor, you don't want to provoke them more. $ >Palimino> We were thinking of a more final solution to our problems $ Final solution? ::Swallows :: That's far too familar a phrase % I colud try killing these Yahoos instead,Ravena. $ ::Digs around his pockets:: % I think that would come under the topic of provoking. $ >Palimino> We must protect our way of life, Doctor % My grandfather taught me a trick once, when you find yourself in the midst of an angry pack of coyotes. % Ravena,do you have something that could put the Yahoos ASLEEP? % Get them more interested in better and easier game than you. $ Perhaps ::produces hi yoyo::: You could devise something else ::Stars doing tricks till he has their complete attention:: % Like What,The Houynnhmns? % ::scans the surroundings for something to fit the bil:: % The pig sty. Do you think you can open the fence into here with that tool of yours? % ::Uses Ventirloquisim to distract the Yahoos:: $ There are many alternatives to consider of course ::Casually does an overhand spinning comet:: % ::Yahoos glance over to the seemingly talking pig in the pen beside them:: % ::Opens the gate to the pigsy with his PenLight laser torch:: % ::the pigs run wild, wilder as the Yahoos give chase:: % ::chaos ensues attracting the attention of the Houyhnhnm guards:: % ::Ushers Yahoos INSIDE::After you. % Quick, we'll have to climb the fence. ::starts for an empty patch of the Yahoo pen:: $ :::The Houyhnhnms watch the yoyo flash away then back to the Doctor::: Suppose you try educating them ::Spins out again but this time lets the loop slip from his finger and as they watch the yoyo fly across the stable the Doctor darts outside:: % ::Heads back to the Main cell gait and cuts open the bars with his laser torch::Quicly,Ravena,we are outta here! % ::Ravena bolts over the fence racing to freedom:: % ::Follows Ravena:: % ::she spies the TARDIS blue box and instinctually runs to it:: @ = TARDIS %::arrives at TARDIS with Ravena:: % ::Almost collides with Phineas as he runs towards TARDIS::: Oh sorry, wonderful timing this @ ::sees the Doctor approach from a different direction:: Oh Doctor, there you are. % Quicklt , both of you, inside the TARDIS now! @ Quicly everyone,INSIDE! % Quicklt , both of you, inside the TARDIS now! test * DrWhoXI has quit IRC (Quit: ) @ But Doctor, I thought you said it was stripped. * DrWhoXI has joined #whosim @ But Doctor, I thought you said it was stripped? @ Doctor! The Console still needs FIXING! @ ::the ground rumbles again as Houyhnhnms pour out of the stables:: % Just get inside ::Jumps around to avoid Houhnhnm guard:: @ ::gets pushed inside the TARDIS and finds herself in total darkness and cramped space:: <% is the outside I hope> @::Enters TARDIS,then the doors close:: @ ::has to step aside to allow room for Phineas:: This is ridiculous. How can we escape here? % ::Dives under the console to avoid guards and searches underside of controls:: @ The Doctor will tell us as soon as he is inside,Ravena! % ::The Doctor finally finds a hidden switch, crosses the fingers of one hand and activates it:: @ Do you hear that? % ::Console glows brightly spooking the horses:: @ ::a rumble, wheeze and groan fill the air:: %::Console sputters and vanishes:: @ ::the sound fills Ravena's head:: @ ::The Doctor still clinging to the console appears inside the TARDIS:: @ Yes! UNBELIEVABLE!!! @ ::she closes her eyes and when she opens them again the darkness of the cupboard slowly morphs into the brightness of the old console room:: @ ::Recovers Shield Gun and Valise from the sette::Our stuff is back too,Remarkable! @ ::Sees the Doctor lying under the console and races toward him:: Doctor, are you all right? @ Whose for a fast demat? ::Flips controls before anyone can respond:: @ The TARDIS shakes as if in an earthquake @ :: the TARDIS violently shudders spinning everyone outward to the floor:: @ ::Is floored by the wallop caused by demat:: < dooh ::: ::: arounf that> @ ::TARDIS hiccups on the convulsions, as if struggling to shake herself free of some vice-grip:: @ ::Abook flies from the shelf and bounces off the Doctor's head landing at this feet:: @ ::Stares at he cover of the book:: @ ::finally the TARDIS shakes hard to the left then seems to zoom sideways:: @ ::things clutter to the ground including the settee, coffee table, Phineas' valise and his shield gun:: @ The TARDIS is doing the Hokey pokey!::laughs:: @ ::The Doctor picks up the book and looks at it. It is an autographed first edition of "Gulliver's Travels" he replaces it on the shelf:: Back you go you've done enough mischeif I hthink:: Theme music swells::: <> <> Bravo! Arthour! Bravissimmo! Encore! Encore! * DrWhoXI hands Jen a boquet of roses Oh thank you! I hoped you would approve. Big group bow Thanks for those site links. They really helped. np How'd you like my line about the TARDIS doing the Hokey Pokkey,Jen? Next time, you'll do that Hart Island story? Cute Duncan. ::Sniffs:: not looking foward to next one :-/ yep Oh programming note: I will be gone next week. Headed to Williamsburg. Yeah,We'll mis Ravena after that. That gives you two weeks to work on it Cody. k You'll still have me. I can play nutty villains. any thoughts abpout Ravena you wnat in, just let me know I enjoyed the Lagodans tonight. ditto Just leave her as a nurse in the 19th century. Sounds like villans wre raised bu SQUIRRELS! :-) I'm off. Got one more day to prepare and I have a ton of things yet to do. You guys take care till I return. Well then,Night all! I think Phineas's adventure should go first so Ravena's will be at the end for her farewll Happy Birthdays to all sisters and moms for me. Have fun God bless! :-) Session Close: Wed Aug 25 23:01:51 2004