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[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

"If a shifter tried to do that to me, he'd end up dead in a suprisingly agonizing way."

(Okay, a list of people so far: Little, Deadlycairn, Filiusenox and Myroc. And no, the LoB is not your sister armok, she's a hell of a lot older and more powerful then you are, and has no relation to anyone, as she is less a god, and more an unspeakably powerful force of nature that happens to rule Sigil.)

[deadlycairn]

"You're a talking skeleton, I'm pretty sure there's more reality warping involved in your existence than your non-existence, so I could imagine there'd be a problem. Plus, they're technically not allowed to do that except as a punishment to criminals"

[Luke_Prowler]

"A race sounds like a great idea."

[Strife26]

"Okay then, a race. I'm neither a runner nor a driver, and it's my fort, so I'll be referee, judge, juror, and if need be executioner. I can get a course easily set up inside the walls, but do we want this to be a foot or vehicle race?"

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

"This is not a race set in here, this is a race set up across the various worlds out there, on the planes! Transport provided free of charge."

[WorkerDrone]

(I'm keeping out of this one. Just sort of looks like TNME is trying to host something fangled in something that wasn't suppose to be. You might as well make a forum game with actual rules and RP borders rather than hijack Strife's thread.)

[Strife26]

((I'd be fine if it stayed for it to stay in this thread if stays in the area of the Fortress of Sensicality. Otherwise, I think that its own thread would be nice. Mind you, it'd quickly get confusing becuase someone (at least Strife) would be trying to keep a common time frame.)


"Not everyone here can change planes all that easily. If you have your heart set on a plane jumping race, then I'd recommend extreme caution. Don't end up in the Warp, or trip my fort's (or one of the couple others's) defenses." 

[Archangel]

Archangel walks in. "I don't feel like participating in a race and I need to make sure the tank is still working. Oh, and I forgot something important. The tanks are made with between 10 and 50 percent ernightium*, whereas my armor is pure."

((*: This is a placeholder name.))

[Little]

Little holds up her hands.

"Hey, I never said I was in the race. I only asked if a night with Strife could be my prize."

[Strife26]

"If I were to take you out to dinner, would you call it even?"

[Armok]

(Okay, a list of people so far: Little, Deadlycairn, Filiusenox and Myroc. And no, the LoB is not your sister armok, she's a hell of a lot older and more powerful then you are, and has no relation to anyone, as she is less a god, and more an unspeakably powerful force of nature that happens to rule Sigil.)

((um, no.
There is nothing older than me, because my age is not finite, nor is there anything significantly more powefull. And I'm an "unspeakably powerful force of nature" as well. Sorry, I already monopolized godmoding by virtue of my name.))

[Archangel]

"Oh, and I moved those soldiers." Archangel goes out the door and climbs into the tank.

[Strife26]

"Don't run over any of the moon flowers!"

[Archangel]

((He's outside the fortress. You don't need to worry about your garden))
"What are they and what do they look like?"

[Strife26]

"Big spikey bush, white flowers open at night."

"Thinking about it, don't run over any of the bushes. Some of them are dangerous."