"Damn cat! Damn whatever you are!" Eldon avoids a swing from Alexander, only to feel a laser beam sear down his backside. "And will you just SHUT UP! I'll beat this guy myself, my vote goes to that thing!"
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Eldon feels a tooth go flying as Alexander's blow connects. The force spins him around, but he comes at him with a strike of his own. "One of us ain't walkin' away from here! You beat me, you got my support!"
The cow clips Eldon in the shoulder, spinning him around. His left arm hangs useless at his side, a grimace of pain on Eldon's face. "You're gonna die, big man!" A laser strikes where Eldon was standing as he runs at the big man, swinging his right arm in a fist at Alexander.
"Battle? Damnit!" A laser zips by and nearly hits Eldon as he moves. "What battle? It's like tag with lights and Mittens is it!" Keeping his eyes on Mittens, Eldon continues. "I gotta say, that creepy thing was right about the Duke. Makes me burn with anger being wrong about him. But I'll go with him on this. Alexander, you're going down this time!"
I've been having fun. I've actually been having a hard time keeping up with mose of my PBPs (life is taking it's toll). All of my PBPs are suffering for it sadly. One issue I had with this one was trying to get into the character. The werewolf incarnation of Eldon I was really getting into, but BAM round 2 and out. The Mutants game same thing, though I think my RP of him kinda did him in that one. The nobles incarnation I was having abit of trouble finding his personality specifically. This time around I just couldn't find that key, this is who Eldon is. So the limited time I had, I spent too much trying to figure out 'How would Eldon respond'. I would at least like to say thank you for taking the time to run another one, Meowlsworth. I think you did an excellent job!
"Y'know, if they replaced Hamish, and you were his friend, stands ta reason they might replace you too. 'cause the real you might catch on. I think I've got this figured out."
"Boss? Boss?" Eldon looks on as Charlene is sent to her death. "That's not right. The boss is s'pposed to fire people, not get fired." Suddenly, he turns, rage in his eyes. He points at Hamish. "I dunno why she wanted you out, but you are going to suffer!" Eldon moves towards Hamish, then turns to Mittens. "You wanna know what good television is? How about coming down here and watch as I beat a goat to death with a cat! Sound like fun? You'll have a front row seat, and your deathbots will follow! Anyone who helps gets my leader vote!"
Eldon, prepared to vote either Aaron or Alexander the loser, listens to Charlene's speech. As she finishes, he follows suit. "I guess I'll do what the boss wants to. 'sides, Aaron, you look..." Eldon can't help but clutching his stomache and laughing at the mech pilot, nearly falling to the ground.
"Who, wha, sorry wasn't paying attention." Thinking back on what was said, Eldon changes his vote. "All right then, Boss, if you're sure."
Eldon, having been sitting to the side, has been pondering his talent. What can he do? Beside serve ice cream that is. Finally, he gets up and heads over to the equipment given, pulls out a deck of cards and a folding table, and begins building a house of cards. Failing to get two of them to stand up next to each other, he gives up on that. Next he pulls out a strange looking oboe, but quickly gives up when it starts creating weird images above him. Next he pulls out a magic set. Nope. Finally he pulls out a small cube, divided into squares, and begins manipulating the sides. "Well, dangit. I just don't have much talent." As he goes through, he continues solving the cube, then rearranging it to solve again.
"Uh, thanks boss for the vote again. Hope I do ya proud." Eldon keeps looking at the cow being cooked by Alexander. "I just don't get some people." Not certain how to proceed, Eldon begins gathering ingredients of his own. Sugar, milk, salt, vanilla, bacon, gold lead. He starts frying up the bacon, and while that cooks mixing other ingredients together. While these work out, it seems obvious at least two of his works are different. By the time he finishes, he has enough bacon and eggs ice cream for everyone in attendance, aside from two sundaes, modeled after a recipe he had read about, The Golden Opulence Sundae. "Well, uh, the bacon and eggs stuff is pretty good, at least for the rest of ya." He brings one of the Golden Opulences to Charlene. "This one's for you boss. Figure you gotta eat better than the rest of 'em." He walks towards where Mittens sits. "This one's for you, if you got some way to get it. For the judging I guess." Finally taking a seat to enjoy his own treat, he ponders the voting. "Well, the boss is obvious. Team Loser though? I dunno. I'm not too good with the dice games. Tried my luck in a casino before, didn't work out." Looking around the room, his eyes settle on Alexander Maxerson and his cow. "That's just wrong."
"I believe I need a drink, or possibly some ice cream. Mr. Gorski, what sort of frozen concoction do you recommend?" "Well then, after that. Maybe some fried ice cream?" Eldon's face clearly shows he's not attempting a joke.
"Oohh, it just doesn't seem right, voting for Murder Monk as Team Loser, he's such a great advocate of the pruning program. Sure, his methods may be more a complete re-landscaping, but still it's just a version of heavy pruning." Ms. Kevorkia looks around wide eyed at the other criminals. "If anyone is a robot it's that Theremin-jigger playing fellow, only a robot could like that strange electronic sounding noise. Why, how do we know that isn't the robots speaking to one another, they could be plotting our very demise in front of us right now! And that Eldon fellow, practical, unassuming, down to earth, those are good qualities for a Team leader!" Eldon brings a hand around behind his head, "Well, thanks for that. Sounds darn near a compliment, it does. I suppose I should return the favor right there. Turnabout and all that."
"Wait, wait. I gotta vote for the boss. Sorry about that miss, I really am. But I already put my hat in with the professional sounding lady already, so I've got to go there."
"Er, wait, that's not how that works, right? I get something like two votes, ya? Let's see, I suppose I could give one to each, right? That sounds fair. So yea, let's do that then."
"Wait, wait, no. Lemme think, that's one for leader and one for loser, right? And don't want Ms. Kevorkia there as a loser. Lemme think this one through. Wait, I get two votes for bein' team leader last round, right? So that's two votes, so I can vote them both. And a coin flip to decide who gets the third."
"Darnit, still not right. I tied, so I didn't get that one either. This is confusin'. So leader's gotta be the boss then. That's right, Boss is leader. That's it."
"Now loser Who's going to be the loser? Just don't seem polite to call someone a loser. So I'll just not vote anyone a loser for now."
Eldon listens intently to what Finwa says, nodding appropriately as she speaks, seeming to understand. When she finally finishes, he attempts his own summary. "So, what your sayin' is it's a song about a woman doin' a horse?" Eldon suddenly realizes who he's talking to and gets abit red in the face. "If you'll pardon the coarse language, erm, that is."
"I suppose so as long as the boss don't mind. Though not sure what kind of instrument that thing's s'posed to be." Eldon looks hard at the theremin. "Yea, instrument." Listening to Finwa's song, Eldon looks confused. "Um, it sounds okay. I guess. A nice beat, and it has words. But uh, what?"
Eldon goes over to the instruments, looking over them until he finds the one he's looking for. Picking it up, he tunes it by ear before getting ready to play. "Well, if it's music you want, here's one my pa used to play. S'pose I should be lucky. Well, here we go."
Too stunned to speak, Eldon finally turns to Charlene. "Gotta say, don't seem right for me to be Team Leader when your not, boss. Don't seem right. Guess that's why I didn't get it, right?" Eldon then turns to Mittens.
Eldon nods and thinks a moment on what Charlene said, arms folded across his chest. Apparently having decided something, a smirk forms on his face and he fixes a stare on Leoian, though he says nothing at first.
Eldon leans in close to Charlene to whisper to her, though he isn't exactly quiet when he speaks. "Uh, this isn't bribery, right? It's like a paycheck, yea? I mean, I joked with other drivers it's liked bosses bribe us, but it's not the same thing, is it?"
"Well, um, I'm not real certain to be honest. My lawyer just kinda had me sign some papers. Not real sure what he was talking about. He said I was in trouble, killed a hero or somethin'. I never heard of the guy. But he said I had to take what was coming for me, and I always pay my debts. Sometimes they're late, but I always pay 'em. I guess I wouldn't mind going to a resort. I see 'em on the tv. You want me to cook? For a band? Well I can serve a mean ice cream sandwich."
Lots of familiar sounding talk he mostly zoned out on. Eldon moves up to Charlene as she finishes speaking. "You sound like my last boss, and she paid me good. Even gave me vacation days. Looks like you're the boss now, boss."
Doin' the dot for now.
The camera focuses on Eldon's face for a moment. He sits in a chair, a single light shining down from above. He is dressed in an orange prison jumpsuit, hands shackled in front of him. A voice off screen speaks. "Tell us why you're here Eldon." Eldon doesn't look up. "You know why." "Please, humor me. Let's get the story of that day from you." Eldon gives a chuckle. "My story? Fine. No one else cares. But I'll tell ya. I was doing my ice cream route. That's right, ice cream. It's what I do. Well did." "So I'm on my route when this guy runs up, says his name is John Bowyer or somethin'. Says it's gonna be a long day and he needs to commandeer my truck. Gotta stop a bomb or somesuch. He had a badge, who am I to argue. But 'fore I get out, some guys start shootin' at us. So I take off, this Bowyer guy taking shots behinds us. What the hell, I'm sayin'." "We end up losin' 'em, but John took a bullet. Has me drive while he sews himself up. I figure why not, he's the good guy, right? Well we head down to a warehouse down by the docks. This point, I'm thinkin' I'm just droppin' him off. But no, he says wait for him. So I do. What happens? Warehouse blows up." "So I'm sittin' there, watching this place burn, snacking on a Bomb Pop oddly enough. Time to leave, 'course. But as I start drivin', I hear somethin' land on the roof. It's that Bowyer guy again, yells at me an address. We take off, him on top. What's he doing? He's got another guy up there, sawing his arms off. Apparently someone's gonna blow up the city, and this guy knows how." "By this time I realize I'm headin' towards City Hall. Bowyer's ditched the other guy and climbed inside. Tells me to ram the front doors, says the place has been taken over. Throws a gun down next to me, tells me I'm gonna have to back him up. I've never fired a gun in my life, I tell him that. Says it's time to learn." "So we ram the door, Bowyer gets out and starts shootin' guys left and right. I'm followin' behind, no idea what I'm doin'. I take like two shots, don't hit a thing. He keeps movin' forward, heads to the mayor's office." "We head inside only to have this guy holdin' a gun to the mayor's head. Bowyer and him start doin' one of those standoffs you see in movies. Place is on fire at this point, smoke all over. No idea how it got started. So while these two are doin' some dramatic talkin' crap, I try to sneak out. Only I can't see, so I end up right next to this bad guy. He looks down, goes to shoot me and Bowyer puts one right in his head. What a mess." "And that's what happened?" "Well, yea. What more do you want?" "What happened with you and this Bowyer guy." "Well, he did save my life, so as we're leavin', I offer him a free ice cream. Least I can do." "And did he take the ice cream." "Nope, says he didn't like ice cream." "So how did this make you feel?" "Feel? What kind of man doesn't like ice cream? I beat him to death right there." The video ends at this point.
Dotting. For now.
Let's try again!
Sorry for lack of posting. Work is kicking my butt right now (traveling to do training). Hopefully I'll get more time, but doubt it before Monday.
"Well, if we have to kick someone from the raid, I'll do Answerer's approach. Let's see who wins the loot?"
"Looks like IEFBR14 is getting my vote kick!"
Seeing the fairy like creature flying around, Eldon suddenly panics. "Waib, Pibies awbn't oub yeb. Nob thab Pibies awb tha new bace. Supid tongue." Holding out his burned tongue, a backpack appears next to him, where he pulls out a vial of some pink liquid, pouring it on his tongue. "Ahhhh, much better." Buff Bar: Java'd: +5% Haste Rating. Disoriented: Stunned, unable to act.
Eldon takes the coffee and swallows it down in one quick gulp, suddenly growing a little larger, and a little red. Two icons suddenly appear above his head. Buff Bar: Java'd: +5% Haste Rating. Scalded tongue: Increase all casting time by 1% for each stack of scalded.
"Coffee? What's that? Does it give a buff? A debuff? Restore health? I'll try some."
"Well, the tank should be the one with the highest defense and armor stats. You can usually tell 'em by the fancy shoulders. Of course could just be a stam stacker. The rest of us can just provide whatever buffs are necessary, hopefully they won't wipe us when they finish casting the install."
Program's Persona: Eldon Gorski, an NPC in the Knights of the Fourth Wall MMO franchise. Eldon is a villain in the first dungeon encountered in the MMO, thus is often considered a joke by many. Despite this he takes pride in his role. As many characters in this MMO, he often has difficulty speaking in normal computer language, often resorting to MMO terminology. Program's Origin: Originally designed for entertainment purposes alone by Light Snowstorm Entertainment, Eldon took on a life of his own in the computer world. The most encountered boss in the Fourth Wall MMO, many players have had the privelage of killing Eldon at one point or another. Program's Iconography: Eldon appears as he does in the MMO. An overly large heavily muscled human male, his scarred face a sign of the many beatings he has taken. His outfit consists of overly large shoulder armor with only a leather strap across his chest, with a kilt covering his lower parts. A pair of thick leather boots cover his also overly large feet. A ridiculously large sword can be seen strapped across his back.
Dotting, working on idea.
I agree with the starting recruiting now, and just keep it open awhile.
"I don't like it. For Cassie to have named Vorian the other assassin, then to repeal it. It's not rational. Then again, what has been rational this evening." The General gives a moment to thought, then finally breaks out laughing. "I must say, this has been enjoyable for this old man. Fine, let's see how this plays out. And an excellent game Von Ryuko! Though it's possible they might be coming for your head next."
"I have chosen the side I back, and thus far they have been successful, if emotional. I can't say I feel much love lost for the machine, but he chose a noble death, and that I can at least respect. The loss of Taraz, that is the cost of war. Either way, their intelligence points to you, and that's how I too shall go."
I vote to let the retcon in. My reocmmendation is that we keep an official cutoff time for votes and PMs. Even if it's going to be awhile, like 8 hours, to see a wrapup, at least everyone knows it's there. Any ongoing RP can just be buildup of suspense.
"Hmm, an interesting point. The Baron could be a sleeper agent as well, not even aware of what he does. That is the final bit I need to throw in my support as well."
Eldon goes over to the body of the Duke, checking his pulse before shutting his eyelids. "Someone fetch a blanket to cover this body." The general is matter of fact, showing no anger or remorse.
"I would be delighted to take in a game."
Upon hearing Alessandra's accusation, Eldon searches out the Duke, moving up behind the man. "I suggest you speak up." His words are simple and cold. "Let me tell you how we deal with your ilk where I come from..." The general bends in close and whispers into the Dukes ear before moving away.
I know, right? I was sure I was going to be dead again somehow. Now to go catch up on the thread quick again.
"Excellent humor, your Holiness! I must say, either the masons are truly of a tactical and devious mindset, or the assassins are quite incompetent. Well, that or whatever they have planned, it's truly spectacular. I think this has been a worthwhile trip."
"It would be an honor, Ms. Kimefe. I have been rather focused on the investigation, and abit of relaxtion would be enjoyable."
I know my head is spinning from the acitivty here, and I spend ALOT of time in front of my computer.
"I must say, you are fortunate I'm a man of honor. I have a distinct tactical advantage, both in your inebriation and my overwhelming charm." The general's dancing is proficient, though methodical. |