Print

Please login or register.
1 Hour 1 Day 1 Week 1 Month Forever
Login with username, password and session length

[Strife26]

Strife glares at the new arrivals.

"Armok, this is no laughing matter. I demand that you wake up and explain. Death is never something to be triffled with. How do we know that we are unkillable? Especially when Fenrir and I specificly KNOW that we are mortal."

[Armok]

Armok looks at Strife and sighs.
"I turned of permadeath for this universe, Hell just respawn somewhere."

[Strife26]

"Quit avoiding the question. He clearly had to go through trouble to get the message, it concerns us all. Talk."

[Armok]

"fine"
Armok rematerializes the letter in the hands of strife.

[Strife26]

((What does it say?))

[Zerox]

Zerox just sits there, and a distinctive whirring sound can be heard from inside it.
*Whirr-click-click-whirrrr*
"May I se the note after completion of it's announcement?"
"UPDATING DRIVERS"
"Fixed a bug that caused a crash in every time you wrote A and 4 in succession 14,000 times."

[Strife26]

((Am I deciding the contents of the note, or what? Maybe it's a copy of Das Kapital.))

[Dragooble]

"oh oh!" dragooble suddenly seemed excited "is this a guessing game?" dragooble tossed the dice out of the dice cup. as he did the dice turned into a bubble a platinum nugget a large roach and an adamantine battle axe. as the new objects landed (or floated in the case of the bubble) a pillar fell on Dragooble.
"curses another bad roll."

[Strife26]

Stuffing the note into a pocket, thinking about it, Strife walks to the newly created axe. Picking it up with one hand and testing out the balance.

"I never actually understood why one would make a weapon that depends on kenetic impact out of such a light-wieght metal. Mind you, he who lives by the axe . . ."

[Armok]

((well, the PM I got said the not was about it being my birthday...))

[Dragooble]

((i cant wait to see how the gods will react when they find outt that they had been worrying about dieing when it was just armoks birthday ))

[Strife26]

((i cant wait to see how the gods will react when they find outt that they had been worrying about dieing when it was just armoks birthday ))

(( Fixed. Just Strife. Only he is that paranoid.))

"Well comrades. It seems that we have missed a monumentous event. Armok here has had a birthday. That must make him . . . really old? How can gods reflect time? Hmmmm.

"In any case, I do believe that a party is in order. Also, here you go Zerox, the note in question. Also, could you make me a couple of copies of this one, it's quite important to me."

Strife removes the notes from his pockets (Actually, from the other pocket) and sets them on the machine-god. He then resumes his place on the couch, wondering when the party will start.

[Zerox]

*Whizz-whiirt-whizzz*
*Whiz-click*
Zerox prints  out  the series of notes, then begins work again.
*Whiiiiizzzzz-click*
A large note withe the words Happy birthday! written on it. Zerox plays a prerecorded message of children saying "Yay" while a rather anticlimactic amount of confetti flies from two tubes on the machine's side.

[Armok]

"Exactly pi^439 instants"

[Flintus10]

"Boy, there seems to be alot of notes flying around the room...ah it's old Armoks birthday is it." "Well excuse me for forgetting but come on I have been helping my worshipers defeat some pretty nasty monsters let me tell you. There was this one...." All the gods and goddesses in the room pretty much zone out at this point   "..You know what you guys can be pretty stuck up."