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A(c)zraeleterni:Noob methods sure are foolish.
A(c)zraeleterni:They tried to take the castle walls with
A(c)zraeleterni(C):Gr(C)appling hooks and stilts.
A(c)zraeleterni:Stilts! That was fun to watch.
Zezima smiled, he could imagine noobs trying to climb onto castle battlements with stilts.
Voldemort:So, how many noobs are left?
Voldemort:Were many killed in Ardougne?
A(c)zraeleterni:Ardougne?
He clicked his claws together then shook his head.
A(c)zraeleterni :You think this is Cheezit92’s army?
Voldemort:No, Cheezit92 is dead.
Voldemort:So it's his successor's army isn't it?
A(c)zraeleterni:Well, what I've heard contradicts that.
A(c)zraeleterni:But then I also heard you were dead.
A(c)zraeleterni threw Zezima a questioning look, which Zezima ignored.
A(c)zraeleterni:Well, whatever the circumstances
A(c)zraeleterni:This army does follow a different leader.
A(c)zraeleterni ne by the name of Rather Dashing.

27-May-2006 18:58:09

27-May-2006 18:58:20

Hillman11:I think it be best for the army if we turn back now
Hillman11 nly bad stuff waits ahead
Cheezit92:Now, wait a minute
Cheezit92 C)That tower has always been in Falador
Cheezit92:So you’re saying if u go to Falador, u immediately have bad luck?
Hillman11:Not if u don’t look at it, m’lord
Hillman11:Many do tho, and that is y Falador be
Hillman11:A place of unluck
Cheezit92:Unluck?
Hillman11:Unluck
Cheezit92 k
Cheezit92:And u didn’t bring this up when we marched to Ardougne?
Hillman11:I didn’t look it in the eye on that march, m’lord
Hillman11:I did avert me gaze
Cheezit92:Alright
Hillman11:So shall I call a halt?
Cheezit92:No
Hillman11:?
Cheezit92:Were getting to Lumbridge today
Hillman11:It do be our death then, sir.
Without any further words, Hillman11 sta(C)lked away and rejoined the columns of marching troops.
This superstition worried Cheezit92, but not as much as the news they were receiving of Ratherdashng. Questioning a dwarf they had found wandering south of Ice Mountain, they were able to gather that Ratherdashng was traveling with an army at least as big as theirs, and, although the dwarf had never really seen the leader, he had noted that quite a few members of the army had been wearing brown robes and an entourage of these seemed huddled at its center.
Other sources affirmed the truth of what the dwarf had said. Everyone else they met along the way remembered the solemn monk-like people that walked in the midst of Ratherdashngs army and that the army’s size was monstrous.
Discollama2 heard these tales aswell, but if he was surprised that Cheezit92s old second in command was still alive, he gave no sign. Did Discollama2 realize that he might have to resign from second in command? Cheezit92 had no sure way of knowing.
One other thing worried him as well: The fact that his strength had gone down two levels after drinking the druid potion.

27-May-2006 18:59:16

It wasn’t specifically his strength going down two levels that worried him, though. It was that as of now his strength had not regained those two levels. It remained, annoyingly, at 5/7.
Barbarian village surrounded them now, small barbarian children running into the streets to stare at the army while large barbarian parents grunted in alarm. An elitist that had been training on barbarians ran at the sight of the noob army and, after sustaining numerous magic and arrow injuries, survived with just enough health left to be killed by a unicorn south of Edgeville.
Cheezit92:I need to get a unicorn to ride into battle
Discollama2 on’t we all?
Cheezit92:Yes we do
They continued on their way.
It was on the outskirts of the Barbarian Village that they met the scouts from Ratherdashngs army. All of them wore brown robes that partially concealed their faces and many wore fire tiaras upon their heads. Those that didnt have fire tiaras had painted their hoods red in an attempt to make it appear that they did have fire tiaras. One man stood out even from this bizarre group, though, a woman whose head actually seemed to writhe with real flame. This woman proceeded forward towards Cheezit92s army now and lowered his hood to reveal a face bare of any hair, but still smooth and beautiful.
Tirene:We are followers of Ratherdashng
Tirene:And welcome you if you are here to join his cause
Cheezit92 strutted forward, trying to show that he was actually wearing armor and therefore smarter than her.
Cheezit92:And we follow Cheezit92
Cheezit92:And welcome you if you are here to join our cause
Tirene:?
Cheezit92:I am Cheezit92
Tirene:So
Cheezit92:I am the noob leader!
Tirene burst out laughing and her scouting group joined in.
Tirene:Lol, you might have a sizable army under your command
Tirene:But u arent the noob leader
Tirene:Ratherdashng has proved his courage
Tirene:And is asking all noobs to help him to victory

27-May-2006 18:59:32 - Last edited on 27-May-2006 18:59:47 by Azure Sunday

Cheezit92 saw that this was going nowhere.
Cheezit92:Could I see Ratherdashng?
Tirene o you come in peace?
Cheezit92:Yes, I knew Ratherdashng
Cheezit92:He was my second in command
Tirene:Really? I guess well see about that
She turned to her group.
Tirene:We shall escort these men to the castle
Tirene nly Cheezit92 may enter though
Her audience muttered and nodded in agreement.
Cheezit92:And Discollama2
Tirene returned her gaze to him.
Cheezit92:He comes with me
Tirene:Alright, and Discollama2
Tirene:Let’s return then
Cheezit92 had not realized how quiet his army had been throughout this exchange until they started talking again afterwards. The burst of noise caused a pair of nearby unicorns to gallop away in fright.
Suddenly, Cheezit92 remembered Texan85s prophecy Noobs leader dressed in peasant brown/ and wearing fire as his crown. Could this be the noob leader? Her head was definitely on fire, and she was wearing peasant robes. Was she going to usurp his hold over the noob army? But then he saw the flaw, the prophecy had said his crown, implying a man. That relieved him, and as he walked on he wondered if he should ask Tirene how to set his head on fire.
It was not long before they marched through Varrocks gates and into a city filled to the brink with bustling noobs. Everywhere bartering, bantering, and the like was happening, the center of the hubbub appearing to be Varrocks general store, where hundreds of noobs were lined around the owner and assistant trying to view the available items. Cheezit92s army bypassed this crowd and moved northwards into a more serene part of the city, the gardens around Varrock castle which had been trampled by many pairs of boots as (*) noobs set up camp. Numerous eyes peered out at the army
Tirene:Tell your army to wait here.
Cheezit92 did and then followed Tirene into Varrock castle with Discollama2 trailing along behind them.

27-May-2006 19:00:00

27-May-2006 19:00:10

50 - An Eye On the Ceiling

Men are born with two eyes, but only one tongue, in order that they should see twice as much as they say.
-Charles Caleb Colton

Base4:Hello
Mr. Happy:Uh
Mr. Happy shut the door and turned to look at the others.
The others looked at Mr. Happy and wondered why he had shut the door.
(c)Mr. Happy:It's for you, Wolf
Wolf0122:Really?
His voice sounded dry.
Gizmo B Free:Lol, looks like she's hunted you down.
Sinusoidal:Go for it, man.
Wolf0122:K.
He strode to the door.
Wolf0122 k.
He opened the door.
Wolf0122 k.
Base4:Hello?
Wolf0122 k.
He leaned against the door post.
Wolf0122 h, I mean hi.
Base4:Can I talk to Mr. Happy?
Wolf0122 pushed himself back to a standing position.
Wolf0122 , ok.
Wolf0122:Come in
Wolf0122:Then
Wolf0122:I guess.
He retreated awkwardly back into the room and sat down on the bed. Base4 followed him in, spotted Mr. Happy, and walked over to him, the curves of her blue dragon uniform very suggestive.
Base4:I was wondering if we could talk again
Base4:About...
She glanced around at the other Xanadians who were listening in on them attentively.
Base4:About what we were discussing yesterday.
(c)Mr. Happy , Sure.
There were a few minutes of uncomfortable silence.
Base4:Maybe we should converse somewhere more clandestine?
Mr. Happy:?
Base4 rivate?
Gizmo B Free:You need him now?
Mr. Happy had hardly noticed Gizmo B Free move but he was now standing next to Mr. Happy, a hand on Mr. Happy'* (C) shoulder.
Base4:Is now not a good time?
Gizmo B Free ardon my impertinence m'lady
Gizmo B Free:But my man here must be outfitted
He patted Mr. Happy on the back.
Gizmo B Free:For an upcoming palaver.
Gizmo B Free erhaps you can borrow him in an hour or two?
Base4:I guess so...
Gizmo B Free:Nicely put.
Gizmo B Free erhaps you'd like to borrow Wolf0122 in his stead for the time being?
He quirked an eyebrow.
Base4 , no thnx.
Base4:I'd hate to bother you further.

27-May-2006 19:01:08

She looked at Mr. Happy.
Base4:Just come to the herblore building when you're ready.
Gizmo B Free:Alright. Well let me assist you out then.
Gizmo B Free sprang to the door and bent almost double as he swung it open for Base4, who looked somewhat flustered as she passed through it and disappeared into the corridor outside.
Gizmo B Free:And a good day to you too m'lady.
Closing the door behind her, he turned to face the room and bowed low as though he expected applause from the others. When none came he straightened again.
Gizmo B Free:Not bad, (c)eh?
Sinusoidal:What was all that about?
Gizmo B Free:Well, the way I figure
Gizmo B Free:Mr. Happy shall require an assistant soon
Gizmo B Free:To schedule agendas, assist people out, etc.
Gizmo B Free:May I be the first to offer?
Mr. Happy:Umm...
Why would he need an assistant?
Mr. Happy:Im not going to decide that right now.
Gizmo B Free:But your famous, you're going to need one.
(c)Mr. Happy:Im not famous
Sinusoidal:Yea you are.
Wolf0122:Youve caught the attention of Decaprio and Base4
Sinusoidal:Yes, your getting in with the right crowd.
Wolf0122 id Base4 even notice me?
Gizmo B Free:Yes, you answered the door right?
Gizmo B Free:Jk, of course she did.
Gizmo B Free:Well my offer still stands if you become interested.
Sinusoidal:And while were on the subject
Sinusoidal:To the outfitting room!
Gizmo B Free clapped his hands together.
Gizmo B Free:Right, lets get this over with.
(c)Mr. Happy was having a hard time following the conversation and when they suddenly marched out of the room he simply decided to follow and see what happened.
He walked past the bed without anything odd happening, he walked past the shelves in which he stored his clothes and nothing unusual occurred, he even made it past the stool that sat idly to one side of the door to his room and no peculiar events transpired. It was upon exiting the room that the strange thing happened.

27-May-2006 19:01:27

27-May-2006 19:01:41

No matter how often he witnessed it, the view never ceased to amaze Mr. Happy. Lurid green sprawled out before him, eaten up by an undeterminable blackness at its furthest edges. Something was different, however. A change in the lighting perhaps? Whatever it was he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
(c)Mr. Happy:Something is different
Gizmo B Free , you must mean the decorations.
Gizmo B Free indicated the building that had been pointed out earlier as the dance hall. Today it seemed to wear a second-skin of ribbons in all imaginable colors. A crowd was gathered about the building but it was hard to tell from this distance what they were doing.
Gizmo B Free:The dance is tomorrow.
Sinusoidal:And Base4's going to choose a partner tomorrow evening.
He nudged Wolf0122.
Wolf0122:I dont think it will be me.
Gizmo B Free:Never know.
(c)Mr. Happy:Twisting, burning,
Wolf0122:?
Mr. Happy:Everything must come to an end
Sinusoidal:Let's just hope its a good end.
(c)Mr. Happy:?
Sinusoidal:Nvm.
As the nerds led him down the nearest stairwell his eyes slid over that expanse and inevitably settled on the source of that sirens call, a building with a pair of arrows carved upon its front. Immediately he knew it to be the fletching building.
Gaining the ground floor, they headed southeast which was fine with Mr. Happy because it was towards the fletching knives, but then they took a sharp easterly turn. For a second Mr. Happy considered just breaking off from the group and running towards the fletchers building, but then he remembered the tricky procedure required to enter Xanadu's magic guild and judged correctly that he would need to do something similar to enter the fletching one. Anyway, the song of the knives was waning, his lust for them weakening. He could wait until later.
Situated in the base of Xanadu's wall, the outfitting room was a huge cavern filled with lines of racks on which thousands of clothes hung.

27-May-2006 19:01:53