No, This Is Pie War 2008, Part 1
Technically this should be “No, This is Pie War 2007.2, Part 5, but who’s counting? Continued from 2007.2, Part 4.
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Date: February 1, 2008
Categories: Random craziness, The Musiverse
Friday, 26 April 2024
Life, the universe, pies, hot-pink bunnies, world domination, and everything
Technically this should be “No, This is Pie War 2007.2, Part 5, but who’s counting? Continued from 2007.2, Part 4.
Closed to comments.
Date: February 1, 2008
Categories: Random craziness, The Musiverse
it’s kinda unlikely, but…first post???
yay! first post! (unless someones comment is being moderated as I speak)
first post!
I took command of a little fleet of ships, the lead ship, The Ironic Strawberry Gentlemen. I like that name The Ironic Strawberry Gentlemen. Anyway, we are setting for the butterscotch-caramel war. I have 1500 butterscotch pies, and well 2000 strawberry filled. Anybody have a plan?
JADESTONE: READ THIS
IN WHICH AERONA IS HAUNTED BY MORE THAN MEMORIES
It was growing dusk as Aerona and Catlen entered Blackberry. It was peaceful here in the country, but both remembered all too well the scene that had met their eyes two years ago. They exchanged glances, both thinking the same thing.
“I don’t want to camp yet,” murmured Catlen.
Aerona just shook her head.
They walked on through the dark, their footprints stretching out behind them on the damp grass.
—-
When Aerona woke the next morning, the sun was only just rising, showing pink over the purple horizon. Sliding out of her warm cocoon of blankets, she headed, shivering, away from her camp in the trees.
The sun was warm on her head, and she smiled, despite the twinge in her old wound. She was alive, and it was glorious. She was in Blackberry, and if she never saw her family again, at least she would have had this beautiful morning.
Smiling into the sky, she did not notice the woman asleep under the tree until her bare foot touched a blanket instead of the wet grass.
She stepped hastily back and turned to go. But something about the woman seemed familiar. She looked closer. And gasped.
“Jadestone?” she whispered incredulously.
The Ironic Strawberry Gentlemen slowly moved forward , going back to Butterscotch to defend with the pies. We sent a zeppelin out as a search team for survivors while we met up with the kokopelli tribe to join us because of their magnificent pie shooting skills.
Does anyone want to post a full summary?
6- NO!
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I start out to the crust wasteland. Borium, Here I come!
6- Ohh, this’ll be a doozy…
It is almost a decade since the war with Roseata and the defeat of the evil HPBs, and it seems that the Musiverse is finally at peace, united under the One Museworld treaty. The world is watched over and guarded by the Protectors, an elite league of men and women sworn to defend. Times are good.
Or so it appears…
In recent years, a league has been formed between the former Museican province of Feather, the Flavor Continent country of Lemon-Lime, and the Pieceful Pie Planet II. They believe that the Protectors have too much power, and have vowed to topple them. War has been declared, and conflicts are erupting throughout Flavor.
There is another hand orchestrating things behind the scenes. A Grape royalist and isolationist, Zanzibar Urquhart’s motives are as obscure as his methods. He is responsible for most of the events which are slowly transforming Flavor into a war zone. Despite a severe setback, (namely, the discovery and destruction of his hidden base by the Protectors) he is not daunted, and with legions of savage HPBs and deadly mercenaries behind him, he is already moving towards the conquest of Blackberry.
Now, back to narration…
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The See-d’Less fleet slowly moved across the glowing lake, hundreds of hot-pink bunnies hauling upon the oars. Sails furled, we passed through a narrow opening and cut into the Mint Sea. The coast of Blackberry was only a few hundred yards off.
My spiderchair extended slim claws from its feet in order to keep some purchase on the heaving deck. “Two points to the east, activate the T-drives,” I snapped. “Set course for Thornvin City.”
The fleet lofted out of the water, brine dripping from their keels, an unearthly hum pervading the scene. Newly unfurled canvas billowed in the wind, and I smiled. The Protectors would not be able to send the full weight of their troops against me, already being stretched thin by their peacekeeping efforts in Pomegranate and Butterscotch, whereas I had a single goal, and the means to accomplish it.
this is pie war-
[Sorry, NAPOI: We don’t allow emoticon armies, as they slow down page loading. –Admin.]
oh, and… we need a pie smiley.
[Good idea, but we’d have to give up another one. (The bunny glyph used to be a lightbulb.) –Admin. again]
We finally landed in Butterscotch country. A millon pies landed on our deck. I bent down and took a lick. Hmmmmmm caramel. I immediately started shouting orders to the crew. “ALL HANDS ON DECK!” I shouted. “JACK! Get the cannons ready, fill them with strawberry!” I was shooting with strawberry cream filled because (1) No country has ever used SCFP because well, it maybe was the most sweetest fruit pie anyone has tasted, and (2) There is no such thing as “strawberryland” so nobody would be accused of getting in a war that’s not even their business. “SUSANNE, MATT, KATIE, BRING DOWN THE MASTS!” “Righteo sir!” Susanne suddenly stopped what she was doing and helped with the masts. I hoped we could send a messege into the sky before it was too late. For me, fighting was a last resort, only for defense when none else can be used.
Poll:
What are people’s thoughts on weapons?
10- There is a strawberry, as a matter of fact.
Awwwww man! Never mind, at least it’s strawberry cream filled.
Anyway back to the zeppelin.
From the news I heard the zeppelin had reached Kokikono Country. We showed the big yellow flag with Kokopelli on it, a sign of friend not foe. They agreed. But they only would give us 5 bow and pie shooters, 3 firearms experts, and 10 horseback throwers, and 10 on foot. So 28 in all. This is going to be tough, but we might make it.
Excerpt from Zedarth’s mental diary
At last. A job.
Good timing, too. The barman’s starting to get a little ticked I’ve been living in his pub for the last three days.
The Pie War is all everyone’s been talking about around here. I knew it would only be a matter of time before I was called to join someone. I’ve received three offers: one for UPM, one from CAP, and a third from the mysterious Uruquhart. Few know his name, and even fewer know anything beyond that, causing rumors and myths to spring up where facts lack.
I have decided to accept the offer from Uruquhart of 200,000 flavordollars – a substantial sum. I do not yet know exactly what I’ll be doing, but whatever it may be, I’ll do what I’m paid to.
To join my new employer, I am to meet him in Thornvin City. I’m lucky that I already happen to be in Blackberry after doing the last job. If I steal a horse and ride all night, I may be able to reach the city by tomorrow’s nightfall.
end excerpt
The woman stood from her table in the corner. The barman eyed her suspiciously. Three days! For three days she’d stayed in his bar-room instead of buying a room like regular folk. But he wasn’t about to do anything about it. He could see that behind her amethyst eyes that could make a man’s heart flutter, there was a dangerous quality that seemed to spark with electricity. Who knows, maybe she was a ranger or mercenary. Maybe she was the infamous Zedarth, the Kife Flame. The barman mentally shrugged to himself, knowing it was better to not have knowledge of the woman’s identity.
She wore a long traveler’s cloak that hid most of her body. Beneath was a tight, low-cut tunic that enhanced her every curve. Her waist was surrounded with a wide belt that was decorated with multiple daggers, knives, and other pointy objects.
A coin came flying through the air. The barman deftly caught it and saw the woman walking out. He would never figure out the coin was a counterfeit.
The woman stood out on the porch, positioning herself right next to the rail to which a horse was tied, seeming to survey the town in front of her. Suddenly, she swung herself over the rail, landing neatly on the horse’s back. She backed it up, the unknotted rope slipping away from the railing, and galloped away.
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In case you missed it, my name is Zedarth. Cheers! Hope I did okay for my first official narration.
Chip, chip, chip. I take the pound of borinum and start to fly to PPP2 with all of the metels I need for the __________.
((I’m not telling you yet!))
I am taking any person willing to come, our journey will change pie wars and I’m offering 150,000 flavordollars plus a free place to sleep, and eat, plus we have the pies, and are setting for PEACE!(if there ever will be) oh we need more people!!
14- Wow, the description of the top…
SEE POST 11!!!
soo.. what do i do with it? do i put as my name C++darkmage {who possesses THE gimP}
oh yeah, I appreciate being acknowledged. i thought that no one would pay attention to that post…. so thanks!
ok, ag my position on the weapons thing is that they should be allowed. makes it more fun that way. (it also doesn’t help to complain about violence then punch the person you are complaining to in the throat, because thats hypocritical.)
concerning Umo-
(i don’t have time for a big post saying what i do, so i’ll just say i arrive at the point that urquhart told me to go to.)
? (from the last thread) what do you mean why doesn’t
“People’s complaints consist of problems that l don’t understand why they’re wrong and things l can’t change”
(it seems like you don’t want to change. also, it seems like we aren’t trying to help you understand and get better.)
“People- What’s wrong with saying that weapons can’t be lethal? Have you forgotten the purpose of the pie wars?”
(makes it seem like you are the only one who knows what they are doing by accusing everyone else has gone against the purpose. if you are the only one trying to make weapons have funny effects, then that shows you that they don’t really care about any unsaid “rules” about what to do and what not to do. BTW, what do you think the purpose is?)
bug me?
19-just as a reminder, the gimP is for conveying your ideas peacefully.
I have it! the ultimate Weapon! the ______________!
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I still not sure what it is!
You’re gonna need an “am” in there somewhere, TMFA.
I boarded the sloop Vitis, leaving the rest of the fleet on the outskirts of the city. My latest mercenary was waiting for me in a nearby bar.
22- Where is Seiph right now?
22- how about I am sure that it is a cloner/realm changer/ world change thing!
17 – Thank you. I read too many romances in my youth.
I tried to introduce Zedarth as having the qualities of both seductress and slayer.
To continue…
Ahh. Another bar. How lovely.
I have received instructions to wait for Uruquhart here, at The Spider’s Bottle. A dark and dusty place – perfect for a (secret?) meeting. There are no rowdy card games here. Everyone keeps to himself and does not wonder about others. Like me, they drink their life away. Cheers, to myself, and to none other.
I’m quite confused with weapons, here.
I do believe that the weapons should be lethal.
What era are we aiming for – traditional weapons like swords and knives, modern weapons like guns and explosives, or both? Seems like both…
What exactly are pie weaons? There was a huge argument that was never resolved on the previous thread about this.
17 – let me rephrase. I tried to portray Zedarth as having the qualities of both seductress and slayer – without getting too graphic, keeping in mind that I have no idea just how mature everyone on this thread is.
A clicking, a rustling sound in the shadows. I emerged, my spiderchair even more arachnidlike than ever, trailing cobwebs. Zedarth betrayed no surprise at my sudden appearance, although the other patrons did. I had no need to fear attack: twenty highly trained HPBs were waiting just outside.
“You should be honored. It’s not often that I meet my employees in person.” I tossed a sackful of banknotes onto the table in front of her. “Your first payment. Come. Our ship’s just outside.
It is most fortunate that I have been trained to suppress surprise, as it can give an opponent confidence in a battle. I was sitting at my table, mildly minding my own business when my employer appeared. Uruquhart, in some sort of mechanical chair that had some sore of spider quality to it. I had not expected his sudden appearance. Indeed, I almost threw a knife at him from my shock.
I snatched up the bag of money and weighed it in my hand. Beautiful. I love it when the sacks are heavy, especially if they’re only filled with light paper and not heavy coins. I must remember to check the bunch for counterfeits – I once did a huge job and got paid nothing because I trusted the employer. But that was years ago; I’ve learned better.
I stood and gave a slight bow, the followed Uruquhart out.
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Okay, POSOC, you should next tell me exactly what I’ll be doing in your next post when we’re aboard ship.
squee-ness! I’m all bubbly inside with excitement! and yes, POSOC, excellent plot device of you having given the order to kill my sister. can’t wait to see where that goes…
29- OK, OK. Why did I give the order to kill your sister? That’s something we need to work out.
~
“Zedarth,” I said as the Vitis soared back to re-join the fleet (which was already drawing a few curious stares from the Thornvin suburbanites), “here’s your first job. If you do it right, you could go far in the new order.
This fleet will land outside the Capitol building. You are to go inside and find the President of Blackberry. His name is Thorn Goosegog. He’s somewhat paunchy, with purple-black hair and small, round glasses. He’ll be wearing a large top hat, if I’m not mistaken. Kill him. Kill anyone who sees you killing him. Kill anyone who sees you kill them. Then report back to me. If you’re not back in twenty minutes of when you go in, I’ll send in the HPBs to finish the job.”
Another thing, PC:
Read the Bio carefully. Beavo and l developed a serum that made HPBs good. Roseata never died; defeated HPBs became good.
Weapons: lf weapons are like they are in real life, how is this a pie war? Calling something “fruit_” and saying it’s purple doesn’t equal pie related.
“Very nice, Brietta, but l’m not really a boat kinda guy. Let me show you something.”
l drew my longsword.
“This has been reforged. lt’s pietanium, like normal, but only in part. lt’s fruton, vegon, sponpieon, pieon, fillingia, and citron. The combined properties of these metals take effect. When a wound from this weapon is recieved, you feel pleasentess from the fruiton, bitterness from the pieon, etc. The elite guard’s weapons have been reforged like this.
30 – okay.
I’m going to quickly manufacture a past for you here. Anything you don’t like, change it.
Long ago, you were a rising star. Figuratively. You were on a steady, seemingly legal rise to power. And you liked it. There was only one problem – a girl named [insert good name here, perhaps Hetara?] was leading a revolt against you. She had somehow found out about a few illegal technicalities that happened and was now spreading the truth, turning the people against you. She became such an inflammatory figure that you ordered her to be assassinated, but it was too late. The people overthrew you and chose a different political leader.
Howzat?
Next – my mission.
I’m going to try to write it up tomorrow, but there’s no guarantee. Seeing as no one has specified what weaons are leagal to use in the pie war, I’ll just make it up as I go along. This could possibly take awhile, but I’ll get it as soon as I can. And it’ll be a very, very, very long post, most likely. But I’ll get to work on it.
I need to get in the action somehow. I’d love a moment of intense shock when I see POSOC, but he’s Urquhart now so that won’t work. Bother.
Nobody wanted to join The Strawberry Ironic Gentlemen in the town they stopped at, so they set off. They had passed Butterscotch land before they got there, but with the pies they had, they defended the ship from troops on shore.
26- yah i agree that they should be lethal… if they are, then just have your weapons be normal… i just treat pie weapons as having certain special qualities that make them even more deadly…
31- *shrugs* uh, ok then, they have nothing to do with pie, so what? the names are derived from the metals, which are named after flavors… soo… it kinda does make sense…
ok, so all i need to know is where Urquhart sent Umo, then i can get to work on my mission.
Ag- a serum, you say? Hmm. Well, let’s say these HPBs are the ones who thought you were trying to poison them, and went underground before you managed to find them.
33- The general consensus seems to be that lethal weapons are allowed, but they must have some special qualities that are related to their flavor. (i. e, lemon meringue causes enormous blasts of sourness that causes opponents’ flesh to pucker up, strawberry cream spurts gouts of pinkish goo that tangle up enemies and make it hard for them to fight, etc.)
36- Since Daitaro found my fort and cut off the power, I didn’t have time to meet you. Let’s say I picked you up on the way with my ships and you are now aboard the Black Monukka.
MMWWAAHAHA, PIE FOR ALL (IN THE FACE)
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hhmm, mot very good pie, srry.
(Ds rulz)
[#[_]#]
[+[_]::] /
37- well, depneding on your POV, He was.
37- Agreed.
36- Remeber our agreement…
27- Seductress, eh? And l’m a likely target, l suppose. Hmmm… That reminds me, should agagabagabag have a love interest? Preferably an NPC, unless anyone is feeling bold…
27- In case you were asking how mature everyone is, I’d say about 12 to 15, being really general. But that’s age, not maturity.
I suppose I need to tread warily on this thread now. *treads warily*
That could be a character. Treds Wairly. Hmm.
I feel like writing. But I’ll go do my homework instead. I’m over halfway done.
40- what agreement was I breaking? oh, when i bolded that, i didn’t mean for it to seem like i was yelling or anything. i just wanted it to stand out.
37- great. i still don’t have time to post much of what my character does…
oh well, later then.
40-lets name her … Tailor. or… wait, how do you spell her name?
43-With a Y. l meant in the pie wars, genius.
42- The Daitaro/ Umo agreement. You get paid a lot to screw up Urquhart.
C++D: Here, l’m usually refering to the pie wars, not real life.
l looked over the Jadestone and Glassboro thread, and l’m getting mad again…
Why [profanity snipped — RS]
did you do that? You talked about complaints you never even mentioned, and plotted behind my back. We’re all musers here!
And when l posted about this on the last thread, you skipped over my post.
l’m confronting you. DON’T IGNORE THIS POST! STOP WEASELINGG OUT OF TAKING THE BLAME FOR WHAT YOU DID!
Nuuuu! The thread is again descending into doom! *melts* Honestly, this is a silly thing to fight about.
45- IT’S A PLANNING THREAD! WE WERE PLANNING! WE HAD A PLAN! I AM BOYCOTTING LOWERCASE WHEN I TALK TO YOU!
((Sorry to every else who has to inure this boycott. I really am.))
46- Yes indeed. I think it’s time to lighten up. Maybe we could have a fresh start? Forget everything that has happened so far and just start over?
Nah, l’m just pissed at them for going behind my back.
47- Look, tell me to my face when you have a problem. A bad plan is still bad.
49- WE TRIED.
what exactly goes on on the pie war threads?
and now back to our regular programming…
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Happylly, I have Agagabagabag’s DNA! sticking it into the machine, I make 20 clones.
I then send one of them back in time, to be found running away from the temple after it was blown up in sticky.
I then send another clone to attack the strawberry factory. then orange.
now no one will trust him… how dare he blow up the temple, the factory, and attack orange?
I lean back with a chuckle.
50- No, you didn’t. l saw complaints that you had never voiced.
ANYWAY…
We need to talk about Fruiton. PC has a point. Weapons can be lethal, but must have a pie-relatedness.
C++DM, can we say that:
Fruiton can be lethal.
lt can’t be just like regular metal (i.e. It can’t cut open an arm)
It can, however, make craziness and sublime happiness. The victim from a small wound feels that they are endlessly munching their favorite fruits. Larger wounds lead to overwhelming ecstasy until the victim is dead.
Vegon is like the opposite of Fruiton. It creates the feeling of eating one’s least favorite vegetables.
52- Why me? Why not another protecter? And just so you know, my clones would be babies.
47: TMFA, I promise you, boycotting lowercase will not solve anything.
And that’s what you want, isn’t it? To solve this conflict? I sure hope so. You all need to stop over-my-dead-body-ing and try to compromise.
The pie war is now a REAL war. *sigh*
54-you are they only protector who’s DNA I have.
and I have super-acclerated growth. it take 1 minute to reach age of real person.
55- if you noticed, I took the advice.
That’s more like powerplay than everything l’ve ever done.
56-KABOOM. I’ll help out later. we should have a ‘pie war’ thread, and then a ‘pie war bang bang’ thread. One would be fighting, one would be arguing so most people don’t have to worry about ag yelling while they try and have fun.
60- Here we go again! lt actually wasn’t my fault that time.
61-I just picked you as a random example. you were the first person that popped into my head. you also seem to be the most angry.
60: Why’d you have to pick Ag? Why not just put “people”?
58: Well, that makes one… Thank you.
“We now interrupt this argument for some actual pie war.”
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I slammed my history of Tofu shut. Ah, what a nice sound… I opened it and slammed it shut again. Hmm. I’d already read it three timesduring the trip, despite its being over two thousand pages. That made… twenty-seven times I’d read it that month?
I opened it again. Oh, the part about the hot pink bunnies… That reminded me of Urquhart’s army. Heh… sometimes I got the feeling that Urquhart was a little bit crazy.
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There. Just for fun.
41- hmm…. 5.
50-you tried more than he tries to not annoy anybody…
53-aaah, no.
59-agrees, partly. the only reason i’m not really annoyed at TMFA is that i don’t know him in person.
umm… this is…. everyone, stop for a moment, ag, don’t look over old threads, and if you do, please don’t comment about them and get everyone annoyed. …
63-good, now at least a few people are still having fun here.
63-I think since I know him in person, I was inclined to think of him first.
66: Ah. That makes sense.
65: Yeah… sort of. I think we’ve got more arguing than pie-war-ing on this thread. *despair* If only this was not over the internet. Then I could bring in brownies and pass them out. That might help.
Ag: I think this story does need a little romance, just to stir things up. Shall we?
POSOC, still working on my narrative. Haven’t had much time, been uber busy, but I haven’t died and forgotten about it. should I bring something back to you as proof of killing the one dude?
67- You could bring in virtual brownies. *eats virtual brownies*
I sort of want to divide Aerona and Catlen, because when I write I am a sadist. I like to be mean to my characters. I want to give them different moral views, so they sort of begin to drift apart, but they *can’t* drift apart…
68- NO! No romance!
And Back to the war:
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Well, well, well. now what shall i do?
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and back to the agreement
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59- what are you talking about? I got all the stuff I need for the machine, and made it. no one even got made at me for doing it. YOU DID NOT CAUSE THE ADVENTS! get over it.
60- agreed.
64-HA
69: I was gonna bring in virtual brownies, but then… I didn’t. *hands out virtual cheese omelets*
But good writing is being mean to your characters. If everything was easy, it wouldn’t be much of a story, would it? If Frodo Baggins simply went next door and melted the Ring down in his neighbor’s oven, LOTR would be about 3 pages long and completely unheard-of.
72- Yes.
Roar. I don’t want romance. *pouts*
That was childish of me. Ignore the above line.
68- l indeed agree.
64- Sorry, but that’s my final compromise.
TMFA- Fine, but don’t accuse me of powerplay.
l later saw all of the mess that l had allegedely caused.
Let’s think. Who would do this? The CAP. Why? They hate me. How? Cloning, obviously… and time travel. Yes, that would explain the age.
l called the ninja commander posted in Lemon-Lime. What follows is what l heard from the assigned ninja afterwards.
My friend entered the lab at night and “took care of” the guard. He searched the lab until he found the room with the machines. He used the time machine to find the date when the two machines were made. He leapt inside and threw shruikens everywhere, creating havoc, and smashed the machines.
His sacrifice was great. By destroying both machines, he trapped himself in the past.
67-:) yah…
70-ha ha ha! on more argument! oh great!
but yah… the pie war doesn’t really seem like a good place for romance… soo… leave it for real life, Ag.
71- HA?
72-hmmm…
i wanna bake
an evil-ring cake
in my neighbors
oven
73-*ignores*
74- there is not much of a difference, the stupid effects already could be harmful… *sigh* then i’ll just continue acting as if weapons were harmful (normally harmful) like everyone else…
oh well. actually, you know what, i’ll just have a normal claymore so that you dont have to argue… but it is made out of some superior metal, and is a deep shade of purple.
ok, just to get this straight, i’m not yelling. ok. who votes that weapons should be harmful and be able to cut stuff, and who votes that they should do stuff like what ag says they should do?
75- *snickers silently* “I wanna bake/an evil-ring cake/in my neighbor’s/oven”?
yes, see, the people that know Alice have already dealt with this…[/nostalgia|/flashback]
75- No to the claymore. But how is it a PIE war if weapons are normal harmful?
77- You mean the whole I’m-going-to-dig-in-my-heels-now-because-I-don’t-like-romance or something else?
yeah, well, I agree with Alice, this pie war shouldn’t have any romance, it already has too many distractions from the main plot, but oh well. as long as it doesn’t disrupt the overall story and isn’t too distracting. …
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^-> Umo who is aboard the Black Monukka
Just before the setting of the sun and the approach of the night, the point described by Urquhart had been reached. It was a small hidden beach with gritty white sand. It got in my leather shoes that already had holes in the sides, which had only gotten wider with the day’s sprinted journey. But there at last I was. Hopefully I had at least that night and until the middle of the next day to rest before my employer approached the secluded cove, but in the middle of the night the soft splash splash of water against the hull of a ship awoke me. At first I couldn’t for the life of me see anything. Finally, when my eyes adjusted, I could make out the thin outline of a ship. As I squinted harder, trying to make out any faint details, I slowly pieced together the name of the ship. On the side of the ship, there were faint lines of cracked white paint that read Black Monukka. Yes, this was undoubtedly my employers ship.
80- Grow up. Romance is an excellent plot twist.
78- hmmm.. dunno, let us see… maybe.. um, well if it was just WAR then it wouldn’t really be like museblog. there has to be some connection. and.. hmm. well, i think that we sometimes just randomly fit in stuff that makes it like a pie war. for example the names of various metals. like pietanium.
also, if i can’t have a claymore, then how come other people can have weapons? I don’t think it’s fair that you get to decide what other people have/do/are/etc. I mean, this whole thing sorta seems more like the other type of pie war if its like that… the only reason that pie weapons and pie were harmless on the other type of pie war is because people were who they are, not a character. in this, you can die, laugh about it, and just make another character. in the other pie wars, you are who you are, like i would still be C++dm, not someone such as Umo… well, we’ll just leave it to the majority of people here to vote if weapons should be normal or fantastic. soo… as i said in the other post, just say what you want and we shall see….
76- yup.
68 again- Ah, now that gets me wondering. Do your intentions involve me?
80 again- Look, l don’t like it when we fight. Can you do the job so that we can be on the same side?
82- Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. You can have a claymore. lt can be fruit-related.
81-don’t wanna. I don’t wanna grow up. I wanna be immature forever and ever, while you are going to be this political, insincere, toad. (sorry. just getting my point in there.)
I dont wannaaaaaaaaaaaaa grow up, thats no fun…. adults never have any fun and are always tired, they work their days away and never take a break to enjoy life. i don’t wanna be like that….. i want to be a small hyperactive little child all my life, i don’t see why everyone wants to grow up so fast… Ag, act your age and be a child while you still can… …. sooo….. WHATS NEXT?
82- Well, I don’t think that we should be able to die with such impunity, but then, we did last time…
84-REALLY?!? thanks so much!!!
81- actually, i don’t really mind romance, just, i would be fine without it. and i would rather be without it. but,, what ever…
83-sorry, i would sorta rather work for Urquhart. i can see you later. its just that i was on your side the first pie war i was in, then gims the next, and now i wanna be just on… my side. not really any followers, just me…. but, i think i’ll be on yours nest time.
85- l’m not a toad. l’m political, but l’m sincere. You’re immature for your age, not in general. Most people in our grade our fans of romance. Act how you want, but you have no right to tell me what to do. l will have romance as l wish.
86- i didn’t mean we try to die a lot or that we do, its just that we can, and its not really the same as if you kill a character that is basically you… by the way, GAPAs you are moderating like crazy recently. cool.
85- I know where you’re coming from, though I no longer want to be a child.
I won’t grow up,
I don’t want to go to school.
Just to learn to be a parrot,
And recite a silly rule.
If growing up means
It would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree,
I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up
Not me!
Not I,
Not me!
Not me!
I won’t grow up,
I don’t want to wear a tie.
And a serious expression
In the middle of July.
And if it means I must prepare
To shoulder burdens with a worried air,
I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up
Not me,
Not I,
Not me!
So there!
Never gonna be a man,
I won’t!
Like to see somebody try
And make me.
Anyone who wants to try
And make me turn into a man,
Catch me if you can.
I won’t grow up.
Not a penny will I pinch.
I will never grow a mustache,
Or a fraction of an inch.
‘Cause growing up is awfuller
Than all the awful things that ever were.
I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up,
No sir,
Not I,
Not me,
So there!
I won’t grow up!
I will never even try
I will do what Peter tells me
And I’ll never ask him why
We won’t grow up!
We will never grow a day
And if someone tries to make it
We will simply run away
I won’t grow up!
No, I promise that I won’t
I will stay a boy forever
And be banished if I don’t!
And Never Land will always be
The home of beauty and joy
And neverty
I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up
Not me!
Not me!
Not me!
Not me!
No sir!
Not me!
No, I didn’t type that from memory.
87- Crap. Fine, but don’t make it personal. That starts up fights.
PC… Oh, whatever, keep Umo, l don’t care. l already said he could join you.
lt’s just… well, all we do is fight at school over the pie wars. lf we were on the same side… whatever. *sigh*
Look, l can still pay you the 50,000 to screw up Urquhart. And Daitaro trained with Umo…
90- Dude! We had to sing that song once in our grade before you came.
92- Sorry. I think. Is that a bad thing?
90- But seriously, you will mature. You’ll be caught up in romance soon. Don’t fight it, it’s actually kinda… fun. Awful and wonderful at the same time.
Ooops. Sorry, thought C++DM posted that.
Um, I’m here. Is this a bad time? *slowly backs away*
*ghasp* ROMANCE??? I get that enough at SCHOOL. Not at my sanctuary, too!!!
96- Ha. Exactly.
74- that is a PERFECT example of what we were talking about on the other thread! If that were me I would write it like this:
Issue order to ninja
few post latter
ninja kills Gaud
few post later
Ninja finds machine
few posts latter
ninja destroys machine.
We interrupt this argument for the first pie war in 22 posts
~~~
He found the Decoy. Happy I’m in the ship, with my small machine.
~~~
We Now rejoin the argument.
98- Fine. Take your Decoy thing back, and l’ll do it the way you want.
Last l heard, the ninja had killed a guard and entered the lab. Now l could think about other things.
We did have allies. Zemtee would always help us, and the HPB nicegoodus were forever grateful. In addition to them, there were rebel armies in Lemon-Lime and Feather, and my cousin Wert Wreet* was a commander in the Feather one. Urquahart had been known to attack where the protecters were, so…
Wait! Until my ninja destroyed the machine, Urquhart wouldn’t know the difference between me and the fakes! To him, they’d be easy to destroy, and he’d think he’d accomplished a lot! Then, the real agagabagabag could secretely attack his fort, while Beavo and the rebels dealt with CAP!
“Mobilize, men! We’re going to Vanilla!”
well, I’m not really resisting growing up, i’ts just that i want to be childish while i can. when i have to grow up, when i’m older, then i will. and then ill be “normal.” i just don’t want to right now. …
91-sigh… i’ts not that i don’t want to work for you, its just that it’ll be more fun working for urquhart… (yeesh, i keep spelling urquhart either urguhart or uqu hart ) but just because i am working for him at present doesn’t mean that i will be forever, i might just finish my job and go home, soo, don’t feel bad if i’m not on your side.
by the way, what do you mean you said i could join him? does that make you the person who says what i do and do not or what?? if i want to i can, no matter what you say.
ag, sometimes instead of just going here and doing that, then assembling your forces and doing this, then coming back, sending a ninja somewhere, and doing something, just take a slight break from the constant action. For example, you can write about maybe a moment while you are in your base, having a critical conversation with a prisoner or daitaro, or something more like going into town to recruit troops, and how you were regarded as a hero by most, but there where those few who just stood in the street giving you dirty looks as you rode past. it would just be good and benefit you and everyone if you took a break from just doing this then that then something else. when you do that, don’t interact with anyone, or influence them. just do a purely story-based or for fun bit of writing. and i’m sorry for calling you a toad, it’s just frustrating…
94- how the heck do you know?
99- Why Vanilla? I’m nowhere near Vanilla.
101- Teh mna fro aeiuo has a dog named fluffy. I stuck that in there for laughs, but I got non. maybe the ninja could kid name him?
103- l thought that was where it is.
100- Whatever.
101- Fine.
102- How do you think? (Hint: see R&R thred)(Bonus Hint: Talk to Colin)
104- Kid name? Kidnap?
Faye Beauchamp… well, l dunno. How should the romance in the story go? *glares at C++DM and Alice*
Crucial discussion suggested and sponsered by C++Darkmage, post 101:
“Gentlemen of Feather! We are gathered here today to begin the ending of opression in your fair country. No more shall you live under the rule of a madman who hates you! Your liberation is at hand!
Cheers ensued.
105- I no longer have a fort. I destroyed it myself, remember? To keep you from finding evidence? And when it existed, it was in Grape.
Currently I am in Blackberry with my fleet. Zedarth is on an assassination mission.
What. Didn’t you dig further? That’s what you said you did, which is why Daitaro pressed on. Fine, he returned to base, if you insist. And is Zedarth assasinating agagabagabag?
I would have loved to elaborate more on what exactly I did in the castle, but unfortunately have no time to do so. Uruquhart is waiting for Zedarth to return, and I fear I may cause impatience in the blog if I am silent for any longer. So here it is, a shortened version of what I had originally planned. I must say I am disappointed that I could not write more. Entyways…
—
“Kill him.”
At last! An assassination. The best kind of slaying. The added need for secrecy makes it even better.
Let’s just say that this mission went even better than planned. I snuck into the castle disguised as a tourist, got into Thorn Goosegog’s room disguised as a kitchen maid who was so ashamed of a bad case of acne that she covered her face with a veil (where a kitchen maid would get a veil, I don’t know, but the guards didn’t care), killed Goosegog with a quick poke of a poison needle, killed a servant who happened to come in at a bad time, and away I went, no questions asked. Of course, I did have to incapacitate a kitchen maid in order to get an outfit, but no matter.
I was in and out in 13 minutes and 53 seconds – a new record for me. The castle wasn’t exactly safeguarded, though – two guards outside of Thorn Goosegog’s room were all I saw. And I always kept my face covered with the veil.
So, long story short: Thorn Goosegog is dead.
I returned to the ship with the retinue of HPBs. “I have fulfilled my mission. Goosegog is dead.” I bowed low and prayed to myself that I had fulfilled his expectations.
If you assasinate me, or attempt to… well, try it.
muff. If people don’t want romance, don’t put it in. You can do that in your own story, this is everybody’s. I’d be okay with romance, but it really doesn’t fit here…
No! Faye and l have every right to do what we want with our characters!
111: That makes sense. However, since there are people who don’t want romance, I’d suggest not having it all over the place, in every post. You do have the right to do whatever you want, but you’ve got to consider others’ feelings too.