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Post by Cloud on Dec 7, 2004 15:58:45 GMT -5
Shade asked me to start this for her since she hasn't been able to get on lately to do it herself. SO, here's the plot...we are trying to escape the Skywalker Asylum for Insane Whiners...come up with Insane ways to escape!
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Post by Cy Otauna on Dec 7, 2004 18:05:13 GMT -5
Luke: Oh, it seems I will be good at this. Do we need character sheets or something, or just jump in insanely?
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Post by Cloud on Dec 9, 2004 16:03:48 GMT -5
Nah, just jump in insanely...
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Post by Lady Maeggaladiel on Dec 10, 2004 11:41:14 GMT -5
Goody!!
Maeg beat her fists against the white padded walls.
"I'm rotting away to nooooothiiiing!" she screeched in an overdramatic fashion. "I can't take it anymore! Must get out! Must be released unto an unsuspecting public!" Moaning, she wrapped her arms around herself and sank to the floor.
She was instantly distracted by the fact that her arms were somehow out of her straghtjacket.
"Freedom!" she cried, staring at her fingers. "Hello arms! Nice to see you again! It has been a long time, has it not?"
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Dec 10, 2004 16:07:10 GMT -5
Tiana walked through the wall. "HI!" she said cheerfully. "I'm organizing a committee to paint the walls purple. Wanna join?"
She then mused over the fact that she had somehow walked through the wall.
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Post by Cy Otauna on Dec 10, 2004 18:46:26 GMT -5
Luke peered through the hole in the wall "Oops." He said. "So trying to use the Force in one of these creates randomity...should've known. Whoah, is that freedom I sense?!"
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Dec 10, 2004 19:55:36 GMT -5
"Ooohhhhh... there's a HOLE in the wall," Tiana said, wisely, trying to sound as well-versed as possible, considering she hadn't noticed it a moment before. "We shall walk the skies to FREEDOM!" she proclaimed dramatically, jumping up onto a table to emphasize her point.
Sadly, the table broke, and she fell backwards onto her back, and crashed into Anakin, who was eating garlic.
"ANAKIN!" she screamed, realizing a second too late that taking a deep breath around garlic was a bad idea.
Tiana fainted.
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Post by Master Warious on Dec 11, 2004 13:40:47 GMT -5
Meanwhile…
Darth Warious, who had been thrown in here because her friends turned her in for plotting to takeover the world, pondered why these pathetic mortal thought they could hold a Sith in a straightjacket.
Sighing Warious (or as the sign on her cell said, Insane Sith Pirate of Doom) undid the straightjacket using the force and stood up. Just then she noticed the walls of her cell had somehow turned purple and were dripping wet with the paint.
“Hmmmm,†Warious thought, “Tiana must be here. She’s notorious for paint.â€
Warious was headed for the door when the image of a drunken pirate popped into her sight.
“Ello love.†The Pirate said struggling to remain standing. “Wanna drink?†He offered her some, evidently strong, wine.
“James, quit acting like Captain Sparrow. Just because I said more girls like him doesn’t mean that I don’t like you. Now quit fooling.â€
Captain Hook straightened up and said “It was only water anyway.â€
“How come you’re not tided up?†Warious asked slightly put off that he escaped captivity and she didn’t.
Hook shrugged, “I acted like I was really drunk. They decided I was too intoxicated to do anything anyway, so they threw me in here with you. By the way where are we?â€
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Dec 11, 2004 21:53:01 GMT -5
Duncariel sat in a corner below a set of stairs with her back to the wall, watching the odd goings-on around her. She absently raked her fingers through her hair, and found within a hidden bobby pin.
"Oh boy!" she squealed, not quite sure why she was squealing. Then she remembered...
"We can pick the locks with this bobby pin that I mysteriously found hidden within my hair!" (it was only mysterious because this particular Elf practically never does her hair)
She jumped up, only to realized that her straight jacket -- somehow no longer on her upper body -- had slid down to wrap itself around her legs. Instead of the gleeful hop that she had hoped for, the motion turned into a rather depressing flop, consecutively sending the hair pin flying across the room.
"ACK! Someone get it!," she shouted, or attempted to shout, as her face had ended up on the floor. Instead, it sounded a bit like, "AGMF! Shumpful heth ithg!"
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Dec 12, 2004 0:46:14 GMT -5
Tiana shook her head. "Nah, it's easier to just 'kavamm' ourselves out." The Skywalker stood up from where she had just fainted a post ago, and picked up her straight jacket.
And mused over the fact that the narrator had spelt it wrong.
Well, fine, insult my typing.
"I was doing just that," she muttered.
Tiana picked up her lightsaber, which had somehow appeared at her feet. "Hi, saber!" she said cheerfully. "So, how are you today?"
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Post by Cy Otauna on Dec 12, 2004 12:22:19 GMT -5
Luke saw the shiny hairpin sliding across the floor. He absently leviteted it to him, nearly hitting Anakin with it on the way. "Sorry dad. O, it's shiny..."
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Post by Shade Siladan Calid'Fos on Dec 12, 2004 16:44:26 GMT -5
(As the owner of the Society and the Asylum, I will be the one to stand between you guys and your escape! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Shade caught the hairpin in mid-air, then turned to Luke. "There will be no escaping from the Skywalker Asylum!" she shouted triumphantly. She looked around at her captives, the whiners she intended to permanantly lock up and thereafter rule the world with her sanity.
She turned her attention to Tiana, the most dangerous Skywalker of the group. "I am not nearly as absent-minded as your mirror, Tiana," she said coldly. "The walls and doors are Kavaam-proof. I made sure of that before I put you in here!"
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Dec 12, 2004 16:52:33 GMT -5
Dun, who had finally managed to pick herself up from the floor, looked at Shade questioningly.
"You can do that?" She pondered for a moment, then muttered something incoherent under her breath. "Seems like cheating to me.."
She then noticed the hair pin in her hand. "YOU STOLE IT FROM USSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S OURS! OUR OWN!! OUR PRECIOUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!"
She then -- rather ungracefully -- dove at the only person in the room standing between them and safety. Mid-air, she discovered something. "Wait, I'm not a Skywalker!!!!"
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Dec 12, 2004 17:19:26 GMT -5
Tiana blinked, reading Shade's narrators comment. "You think I'm the most dangerous of the Skywalkers?" she asked, obviously confused. "Okay... cool."
The Jedi stood up, her expression as cold as her choice of wording. "Your walls," she stated, sounding remarkably sane for the moment, "may be Kavamm-proof, Shade, but that does not mean they will hold me in."
She decided not to comment on the fact that her Mirror wasn't as flighty as she was, though.
"Anyway..."
Tiana cleared her throat, and, before Shade could react, closed her eyes and rhymed quickly: "Kibbles with a cape, a blue and white grape, put in the wall a fire-escape."
There was a loud
Ka-sperrkk...
...the air around her rattled with static electrizity, and made everyone's hair stand on end, and went all weird and green foggy colored as it backfired due to a lacking of inner magic.
Tiana held her breath and waited for the inevitable backfire.
Which didn't come.
She blinked, opening her eyes. "Heeeeeeeeyyyyy... that was suppose to backfire and bring a rancor... or... SOMETHING in here. IT ALWAYS BACKFIRES ON ME! WHY DIDN'T IT BACKFIRE?!" Tiana screamed.
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Post by Cy Otauna on Dec 12, 2004 18:34:46 GMT -5
Luke glared at Shadow. "Her, dangerous? She can't even summon a rancor. I..." He looked, very full of consentration, at the padded floor beneath him. "Skywalkers here be captured, let us be unhindered, dissapear the walls and floor, so that we may be in here no more!" Due to the horribleness of the attempt at rhyming in the second line, all this hastily-invented "spell" did was produce a sudden and quickly over rain of confetti. "Blast." Luke said.
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Post by BEHIND YOU!!! on Dec 12, 2004 21:05:29 GMT -5
As a side effect to the two failing spells, Shadow appeared in a flurry of blue Matrix-esque lines that looked rather like bad Aurebesh hologram effects if one looked at the mclose enough. The "sith" tapped Luke on the shoulder. "I'm Shadow," she said, dryly. "That's Tiana. Your narrator has been eating a bit too much sugar. Or incorperating things not from this thread in." Though no one here's suppose to know I'm Tiana's Mirror.
"I'm not absent-minded, master," she added. "Just that I forgot I haven't joined this society yet... oohhhhh... shiny."
The "sith" was suddenly momentarly distracted by the sight of a shiny hairpin, thus proving her extensive need to be in this loonie bin. And not in the sense of the Canadian dollar, either.
//...darn Tiana rubs off on you...//
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Post by Lady Maeggaladiel on Dec 12, 2004 23:36:05 GMT -5
Maeggaladiel, feeling unusually daring, pointed one unbound hand at Shade.
"Thou shalt not imprison us in this lowly cage!" she boomed. "For woe unto she who keepeth us bound within four walls!" She charged forwards, shouting an elven battle cry (or something that was halfway between a battle cry and about twelve different kiddie songs). A moment later she found herself getting a very close look at the floor as she tripped over the rising Duncariel.
"Hmm," she mused. "The pattern of scuffmarks on this tile slightly resembles Elvis Presley's face, if you kinda squint." She squinted and started humming "You Ain't Nothing but a Hound Dog."
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Dec 13, 2004 6:05:29 GMT -5
Katie came wandering in, eating a sandwich which her padawan Cloud had just made her, and surveyed this scene bemusedly. "Christmas party, is it?"
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Post by Cy Otauna on Dec 13, 2004 10:03:48 GMT -5
"My narrator often does things like this.." Luke muttered sadly. "Mayhaps I should get a new one. Though all this moving around gets confusing." He started humming, then stopped because the face on the floor looked less like Elvis to him and more like Chewbacca. "Christmas party? Do we get presents?"
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Post by Master Warious on Dec 13, 2004 14:39:34 GMT -5
Meanwhile...back in another less crowded cell...
Warious glanced at her surroundings and spoke, "It seems we are in an insane asylum."
"What is that?" Hook asked looking scared.
"It's like a prison for people who are very mental," Warious replied exasperated that her companion didn't know what an asylum was. "In any case I would like to know how in Kessel's name we got here."
"That would be a helpful thing to know," growled a voice in a darkened corner.
"How come you're here Marik, excuse me," Warious added seeing it was the Yami who was speaking, "Malik".
"I was out for a ride on my motorcycle when everything went black." Malik continued.
"We were..."Warious began then stopped. "I don't remember..."
"Hmmm, come to think of it, I don't remember either," Hook added.
The three sat in silence trying to figure out what happened.
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