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Post by Amneiger on Oct 15, 2009 23:54:21 GMT -5
Amneiger simply blushed at Draco's comment.
He did, however, turn absolutely red at what Shade said next.
Is, uh, that going to lead to rounds of kissing everyone else in the room? That would be really odd...but I kissed Shade and she seemed to like it...Would kissing everyone amuse her?...I am standing upright, right? This isn't a dream?
((xD Should I ask what kind of evil you're going to come up with next, then?))
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Post by Deleted on Oct 16, 2009 20:40:21 GMT -5
Sarn had long ago left his dignity with his sister back in Taliem where she kept it safe, never to return to him. He shrugged off the mankini, not bothering to hide the sight from those around him, pulled his breeches back on and then his jaw dropped to the core of the earth when he saw Shade and Amnei.
The Feberi thirst for drama and excitement wrestled with squeefulness for a few tense moment until squeefulness won and Sarn sang an enchantment to befuddle Draco and keep him quiet - though it wasn't only for Shade and Amnei that he did this. Those 25 points had cost him dearly.
As a last gift, before he left, he sang the Song of Calming over Amnei and grinned cheekily at him. Was there a 'ship in the making? Perhaps there was, but if not, well it was cute anyway.
Acting oblivious to the ninja's befuddlement, Sarn sat down innocently nex to Draco and patted his shoulder. "You know," he said slyly, "Feberi are known for their skills with the opposite gender..."
He winked, hoping it wasn't too obvious.
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Post by Draco on Oct 16, 2009 21:05:02 GMT -5
Draco, unable to talk stared at Sarn. He than started to toss some of the popcorn being eaten on the ground. After a few moments he pointed down at the ground to reveal the popcorn forming a message. "Ninjas are supposed to be quiet, however I do not enjoy being silent for to long. You wouldn't like me if I'm left quiet." A evil smile spreads across the ninja's face. (This is one weird event. Wish they allowed a game like this in the real Olympics  ) |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 16, 2009 23:59:26 GMT -5
((Point to note, Sarn's enchantment is subtle and cannot be heard by anyone except another enchanter. Thus, Draco wouldn't know it was Sarn))
He let the enchantment fade away, humming slightly to speed up this process and then proceeded to eat the spoiled popcorn.
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Post by Draco on Oct 17, 2009 0:24:27 GMT -5
(Out of the people there, Sarn seems the most suspicious ) Draco shakes his head and hands Sarn his remaining popcorn, which was half full. "Stop eating off the floor... 3 points and the remaining popcorn." |
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Post by Zylaa on Oct 17, 2009 1:16:08 GMT -5
"Can your weasels play music? I'd like to see a weasel band. But only if it plays good music," she added hastily. "You'll get points taken away if they play badly."
"Why of course! They... uh... probably?" Zylaa looked back at the weasels. They all looked blankly back at her. She huddled in for a hasty conference.
"Do any of you know how to play instruments?"
There was a long, ominous silence.
"Are they shiny?"
Zylaa wished she had a desk nearby for the sole purpose of headdesking.
"Ok. We can work with this." Using the power of sloppy continuum once more, she went out and returned instantly with ocarinas, a couple of drums, and got a few dozen of the weasels to tug in a grand piano on wheels.
The weasels looked at the ocarinas with curiosity. "How this work?" one asked. Zylaa demonstrated. "Ooooooh..."
The corner of the room was soon filled with the sound of a few hundred weasels blasting into tiny ocarinas. Zylaa hushed them quickly. "Maybe we can get just a few of you?" She chose half a dozen weasels at random and began to very quickly teach them the basics of how to play. She'd chosen ocarinas on purpose, since weasel paws could still cover up the little holes in the instrument, even though the weasels' fingers weren't exactly developed. Plus, ocarinas weren't shiny. That was always a plus when you wanted the weasels to pay attention and learn something.
She had gotten the weasels to play "hot cross buns" when her 'shipper senses tingled, and she looked up to witness Shade and Amnei's... dealing. Because the situation seemed to merit it, she snuck over to steal some of Draco's popcorn and munch it.
But as she finished munching popcorn, she heard a clear plinking sound behind her, and turned around with a feeling of dread.
The weasels had been examining the piano. And one had just found the keys. #278 was dangling out from the top of the piano and experimentally prodding high D with his paw. Then he moved on to E flat. And E. And with an excited squeal, he leapt from the top of the piano, landed on the high octave, and began to bound up and down the keys, bouncing in the way only a weasel can, letting out little "eeee!"s of joy that were never in tune with the notes he hit.
This was so much fun that the other weasels working the piano swarmed up to the keys to try it, and soon the keyboard was full of weasels bounding along keys, or squabbling for a place, or just hitting one key over and over again with total determination.
The weasel holding the drum began to bounce up and down in the excitement, landing on the drum head-- and discovering that they too could produce a loud noise. Spurred by this discovery, soon half a dozen weasels were competing to see who could hit the drum the hardest.
Not to be outdone, the weasels with the ocarinas began to play Hot Cross Buns as loud as they could-- and as anyone with a wind instrument knows, playing something as loud as possible without any control can never end well.
The din was so deafening, in fact, that Zylaa completely missed Sarn changing.
"Stop! Stop that! We need to play well..." Zylaa broke off as she saw that her words weren't getting through at all. The weasels were having way too much fun to listen.
At this rate, I will have to resort to feminine wiles, Zylaa thought with a sigh, pulling out her spoon and calling her weasels to attention.
((Maybe I'll return to them performing later, but I couldn't resist the logical outcome of a bunch of hyperactive ADD weasels trying to learn music, points or no. XD))
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Post by Draco on Oct 17, 2009 1:29:43 GMT -5
Draco stares at the weasels.
"You see the problem here is that the instruments can't be played by the weasels correctly. That and they're not shiny."
He digs through one of his bottomless pockets for a few moments and begins to make a pile of weasel size instruments of all shape and size, most of which were shiny (even the ones that normally wouldn't be). This even included a weasel size piano and keyboard.
"Forget the Chipmunks, you got the Weasels."
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Post by Shadaras on Oct 17, 2009 13:48:00 GMT -5
((...remind me later to write a proper roleplay-style reply, please. xD ...um. -75 points for the cacophony, +20 points because it's hilarious.))
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Post by Zylaa on Oct 17, 2009 14:50:33 GMT -5
Zylaa watched with great appreciation but some trepidation as Draco created tons of shiny new weasel-sized instruments. Almost total lack of fingers would make playing some of them difficult, although plenty could be managed. And then there was the other matter...
"OOoooooooooh..." the weasels chorused, fixing their eyes upon the new instruments. "Shiiiinyyyyyy."
Before Zylaa could react, they swarmed towards the instruments, and soon a massive brawl of white fur broke out as the weasels all scrambled for the paticular shiny that had caught their fancy. Victors emerged triumphantly clutching flutes, or clarinets, or guitars, and one that emerged holding a glittering set of bagpipes.
And armed with their knowledge of how to play the other instruments, they set to work.
"Stop! Stop!" Zylaa shouted, waving her spoon frantically-- but the weasels weren't about to give up their new shinies. After all, these made noise. 300 weasels began playing instruments at random-- those who hadn't gotten one of the new ones returned to the piano, or the drum, or the ocarinas. Zylaa couldn't even hear herself think. In desperation, she raced up to the judges' table where she'd deposited the jewelry earlier, snatched up as much as she could carry, then bounded out of the room at full speed. Once she judged herself far away enough, she waved the spoon and the jewelry frantically.
The weasels all appeared dutifully, still clutching their instruments. Somehow, they'd even brought the grand piano. Zylaa gave them all a weak smile.
"Just... play out here guys, okay?" They happily obliged, and Zylaa fled again. She returned the jewelry to the proper judges, and then, with the sounds of the weasel band still filtering in through the walls, marched up to Draco.
"You've just made my entire weasel force insubordinate and nearly deafened me. I demand compensation points--" she paused as an idea came to her, then started up again "-- and even more compensation points to ensure that I don't decide to turn this newfound noise bomb against you and the ninjas in the future."
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Post by Draco on Oct 17, 2009 15:19:14 GMT -5
"I think their doing quite well for weasels. So how about 33 points for the insubordination and a extra 25 points for that other reason. Also have this weasel size sickle. For the heck of it."
With that he disappears and reappears by the weasels listening to them uninfected my the noise.
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Post by Zylaa on Oct 17, 2009 15:33:21 GMT -5
((So that's... *calculates* a net gain of three points for this whole bribe. XD))
"Yeah, but if a serial killer stops after only two murders, you don't say "He's doing quite well for a serial killer,'" Zylaa said. "Thanks for the weasel sickle!" She twirled it idly between her fingers, wondering what to do with the weasels' newfound musical enthusiasm. She approached Hunty.
"So Captain, now that we've got ourselves a new band traveling with us, way I see it, we've got two options. One, to leave the weasels untrained so they can deafen anyone we want. Wouldn't take much effort, but that also means I'd have to suffer through trying to get them to not deafen us. If you want to go with that, then I'll go get the crew earplugs, or soundproof where we keep the weasels, for points, of course. But if you'd like me to actually train them so they make good music, and can do things like serenade us, provide convenient background music for our epic adventures, and most importantly, learn to play quietly..." she paused to calculate the effort necessary to teach 300 weasels how to play music. "... I'd need a lot more points. But think of how epic it would be to have epic music play whenever we sail into port! Or ominous music whenever we get into a storm at sea!"
((The concept of a weasel band is way too hilarious to not keep up. Thanks Draco! =D ))
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Post by Draco on Oct 17, 2009 16:59:08 GMT -5
(I want to see it a reality myself Nothing beats your very own background music, which is being played by weasels.) Mini Draco has returned is trying to orchestrate the weasels the best he can while Draco laughs at him. |
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Post by Amneiger on Oct 18, 2009 17:05:20 GMT -5
After a couple of moments, Amneiger's thoughts began to drift back into order. He felt somehow more relaxed, calmer, more at peace with the world. He hadn't noticed anything that could have brought it about, not a song or anything like that. The only significant change between now and a few minutes ago was ... well ...
He did his best not to blush again.
Instead, he tried to focus on the bribes happening around him. Hmm, clothes...
"You know, if anybody has costumes I could dress up in them? Or put them on the minitank."
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Post by Huntress on Oct 20, 2009 20:22:03 GMT -5
Hunty's eyed glazed over in silent horror as she imagined three hundred weasels doing Alvin and the Chipmunks times hundred. ((Although I was rather fond of the show back when it aired here.)) Then the mental image swung to three hundred weasels chanting "Carmina Burana" in Guild Wars 3 as the background music of the final battle, and it was so unbelievably epic that she was briefly afraid that her head just might explode. ((And if you haven't heard Carmina Burana, you just don't know the title. Everyone has heard Carmina Burana.)) "lright, so," she said, her eyes still glassy. "Fifty points for the sole suggestion. You'd get five hundred if you actually pull it off in storm or battle, but by that time the Guildympics will be over, so tough cookies. Ooh, and extra five points if you manage to teach any of them to play an electric guitar. In other words, that's a yes, get started, chop-chop, I might just increase your salary modifier for this." |
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Post by Amneiger on Oct 20, 2009 23:37:37 GMT -5
Amneiger looked out the door at the weasels, and then back at Hunty.
"When I get back to Spacefleet, I can have uniforms and such made for the weasels so that they look like a proper choir when they sing. How about...100 points? That's three weasels per point."
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