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[Akhier the Dragon hearted]

   D1 sighed at his desk. He struggled to recall what he was once known as before the change but could not. He was truly just another gear in the system he had accidentally created. Being short of power but wanting a better position he had not all that long ago claimed to have found where the nation's god had hid himself after the pan whats his face had conquered all other gods. How could he have known that the god had actually hidden himself in the small gardens fountain? Well neither here nor there for the bureaucracy must go on. Luckily he had managed to get himself a posh gig at the main office that other nations foolishly called their capital. Others might call him a research slave seeing as he never got to leave the building but with news that not only had the eastern expansion found yet another gods territory, but a god that had been thought to have lost all will seems to have been taken by a frenzy of action of late. He chuckles to  himself as he realizes that those fools who looked down on him would soon be sent to the front lines to face any such threat. Lets see them laugh when they have to fight the demons and other such sundry types while he got to sit back in a cooled room (just one of the advantages of being closely tied to death magic is the deathly chill that follows one even in the hottest of summer months)

[EuchreJack]

Duncan MacLeod, Highlander of Marverni, gazed over the corpses of his most recent battle to restore order.  Suddenly, he gazed further.  What was that in the sky?  Was it a flock of geese?  The kites of small children?  Superhumans from planet Krypton?  Squinting, Duncan noticed winged men.  Smiling gently, MacLeod cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted the following refrain:

"Greetings Caelum!"

P.S.: Good Bye Lanka, we're coming for you.

[Mrhappyface]

Life, Liberty, and Pursuit of Burger yawned as he began checking his morning ether mail.
"Abyssian Topic gift card, Tien Chi pickup coupon, a million gold from a Machakan prince, blah blah...Wait, what is this? Seems to be addressed from Olypha, sender...Marveni?" He squinted as he opened up the image on his frost mirror.

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Ashamed at Duncan's powerful frame, LLaPoB looked down upon his body. He could use a bit of working out he admitted, despite the Eagle Kings insisting that his "jolly" figure and that his booming laughs would make the chicklets delighted. The inevitable roast whole mammoth and eagle eggnog in the upcoming week would put him even more behind in his failing exercise routine.
Maybe if I put my elliptical bike in front of my frost mirror, he mused to himself.

[EuchreJack]

Awesome picture, I only wish I could take credit for it.

[Il Palazzo]

Lol, Mrhappyface

By the way, isn't 72h hosting period a bit of an overkill this early in the game?

[sum1won]

Funny you should say that, boomed Jefferson to the quailing Thaumaturg.  But I'm not sure why you persist in arguing that a centralized Imperial Theocracy should rule over our republic.  There's no reason to believe that states are obliged to respect the laws of an unconstitutional government, and it may in fact be a moral duty to oppose such!  Now, the fireball you just threw is an interesting counterpoint, but the use of force doesn't actually prove your position.  Also, I am a dragon, so I feel obliged to thank you for lunch.

[Il Palazzo]

-"No, no, and for the love of me no. Jefferson is not my son!" cried Jeff in outrage, his ears redder than demonbred's arse cheeks. Wisps of steam visibly raising all around his frail form. "He must have been drinking water with that Fishman ambassador again" thought Togmarogv "It gets to his head too much".
Aloud he said
-"But my Lordship, you have to admit that the name is pretty telling. It spells Jeff-er-son".
-"Are you bloody mad?" rethorically asked the sagely god. "Have you been dreaming of R'lyeh again or what? This is so dumb it's beyond offensive. Besides, what is that 'er' thing in the name, how do you explain that? Can't you see it's bollocks?"
-"Oh, that must be some Oni genitive or something. Or just a meaningless grunt, these mountain demons are not known for their scholarly aptitude."
-"This is a bunch of vacuous flatulence! I have never consorted with lizards, reptiles, fishmen, birdmen, slugs, bacteria nor any other species. I haven't even laid with a regular human woman! I'm a bloody virgin. There, I said it."
-"You're a blood virgin?"
-"NO, a regular virgin you densest of my subjects. How can I be a father to anything but what I leave in the lavatory?"
-"What about that lava woman that used to spend nights in your room? Maybe you got drunk one night and don't remember the conclusion of your hidden tryst?"
-"There had been no trysts! That lava child was underage, and a honest working woman. I mean child! She had been my lava lamp before we got will'o'the wisp lightening installed. Don't you dare insinuate I took her honour!"
-"So, maybe it was an immaculate conception? Via spores or a sexy thought?"
-"Aaargh!! This is... I don't even... FUCK! Listen, you dumb charcoal, I hereby vow to kill Jefferson, how's that for paternal love, eh? How does this fit into your cardhouse narrative?"
Togmarogv was awe-sticken
-"You'd kill your own son?"
-"HE IS NOT MY SON!"
-"But you said paternal..."
-"GET OUT OF MY ROOM! OUT! OUUUT!"

[sum1won]

Two days later, during a particularly bad ashstorm, a seedy-looking tengu stopped by with a homerolled cigarette and pounded on Jeff's door.  "Gotta delivery for a 'Jeff.'  Sign here."

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To Jeff,
I'm suing you for back child support.  Hell with it, defamation, too.  Think you can just claim to be my dad?  You're not my dad!

Your loving son,
Jefferson.

PS: Get off the sauce, you know it gives you carbuncles

[Il Palazzo]

Son, you haven't forgotten to send your turn in, have you?

[sum1won]

Can't get to it for another couple hours.

[Mrhappyface]

Blah blah blah. Nothing unusual this turn than shitty unrest events. 

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[gman8181]

Come on guys where was all this creativity in the previous rounds? I'm getting jealous now.

[E. Albright]

Well. Speaking for myself, I've laid it on thick ever round I've participated in.

[Akhier the Dragon hearted]

   Bay12 Dom3 roleplay tends to be spontaneous and comes in spurts. Sometimes something causes someone to do a bit of it then everyone starts following suit.

[sum1won]

Gone through sunday on job interviews/traveling for such.