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Post by Vanacoriel on Jan 2, 2005 18:17:17 GMT -5
Today is a day to remember! Today the Hopeless Romantics leave for their Quest! A quest with no real purpose at all. No real purpose.
For Vanacoriel one of the hopeless, did hear her friends talk of it all and she did say:
" My friends *dramatic pose* We are the Hopeless Romantics! We don't need a proper purpose! *new pose* We will start off like any other questing person. On an afternoon walk through the garden! *pose* What's this? An SUV? *pose* See! Something has already shown it's self. It is our destiny to get in this SUV and drive! *poses before getting in car* Erm...i call shot gun! * pulls in booster seat* I want to see the road! Right, who's driving? *poses in booster seat* "
and to that Hobbit-Eyes leaped up onto the roof rack and Duncariel, did say:
"I'LL DRIVE!!!!!!!!! *cricket*
What? Just because my mind is so full of odd and slightly absurd things doesn't mean I can't randomly forget something... such as the fact that I needed to post on this board.
*magically pulls keys out of her cloak pocket*
All right, LET'S DRIVE!!!"
And with that the Quest of the Hopeless Romantics did begin. Will you join them? Will you help them? or will you leave them to perish along their path of doom?
*points dramactically*
WE WANT YOU!
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Post by Jandalf on Toast on Jan 2, 2005 18:27:36 GMT -5
Jandalf: (is busy filling up the SUV with gas) No, you see, this is a very important QUEST. That's why it's in capital letters. Now. Does anyone have a jerry can for extra gas? After all, this QUEST in particular could be a very long and harrowing journey, filled to the brim with sights and sounds and DANGER... But we are the Hopeless Romantics, and we shall prevail...
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Jan 3, 2005 0:23:09 GMT -5
And, the narrator of Tiana sighed annoyedly, and wondered why the other QUESTers were writing in script when proper poise dictated that they must use proper-ish grammer. Thus, indeed, it was so, and they spoke in proper grammer, with sups when they spoke in Elvish.
Very hightech.
Considering it was text, anyway.
So, along a pretty, shiny, yellow brick road, a girl named Tiana walked. Now, she was probably familiar to many herein, as she is the character used most often by this narrator. For reasons she does not know. Along the track of not knowing, she didn't know why she was walking along a yellow brick road near a shiny garden, and spoke such too.
"Why am I walking down this shiny, yellow brick road?" she asked aloud, and listened to the echo of her voice.
Oddly, her voice echoed back differently. "You seek adventure, Tiana," the eerie echo replyed.
She shruged, clueless to the echo.
"How do I go on adventures when my Master's not around anyway?" she muttered, sitting down on green grass, which wasn't soft, or comfortable in the least. Tiana groaned, and pulled her lightsaber out from underneath her.
"I suppose THAT'S got to be a sign that there's some quest going on, or something-- I never have a weapon otherwise," she muttered again, still muttering. Only for one reason, of course, she had a sore throat.
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Post by Vanacoriel on Jan 3, 2005 1:00:22 GMT -5
Vanacoriel shrugged as she did up her seat belt. " I only used the word doom and no real purpose at all, for dramatics. Duncariel? Brave lady of the steering wheel! Do you see the yonder road? Yes, the Yellow one! I say we drive down yonder road! It is calling!" She struck a dramatic pose, pointed down the road.
" Jandalf? Are you in the SUV of hopeless romanticness? Or are you still just....Doing what you were doing out side before?"
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Jan 3, 2005 21:11:16 GMT -5
Dûncariel grinned over her shoulder at Vanacoriel, assuming vaguely that she was in the backseat, which she wasn't, so the more than vaguely confused Elf just sat there, grinning at the rear window, then finally turned the key in the ignition.
With a loud VROOMBANGPOP, the SUV of Random Questy-ness sprang to life. Or rather, just sat there for the moment, as Dûn had not yet kicked it into gear.
"It's a good thing you pumped the gas, Jandalf, as, though I do have my almighty un-graduated liscense, I cannot legally put gas into my car for another month and a half."
That said, she turned to the other adventurers skeptically before starting off from the randomly placed gas station in the middle of the Shiny Yellow Brick road.
"Is that all of us? I swear, we're missing somebody..."
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Jan 4, 2005 20:02:40 GMT -5
"OOOH! Gas station!" cheered Hobbit-eyes, leaping off the roof rack where she had been sitting with her arms outstretched singing the Titanic theme, "I'm buying ice-cream! Who else wants one?"
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Post by Vanacoriel on Jan 4, 2005 21:17:18 GMT -5
"ME!!! OOOH ME!!" Vanacoriel shouted. " Hasten Hobbit-Eyes, adventures do not wait for those who buy ice-cream. honestly. Actully while your in there just buy something for all of us. And extras."
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Jan 4, 2005 21:51:00 GMT -5
Tiana blinked. Out of the nothingness that had previously clouded her vision, a randomly placed gas station had appeared.
"Well, now that's interesting," she said, clipping her lightsaber back to her side.
The QUEST beckoned...
She took a step down the inviting Yellow Brick road, only for an impossing rumble to go running down it.
For one second, Tiana thought it was her fault, until she looked behind her.
"RANCOR!!!!!!!!" she screamed, as the narrator had a laughing fit for playing the wild card she had wanted to do for quite a while in a completely different RPG.
The QUEST had began.
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Post by Cy Otauna on Jan 5, 2005 15:38:45 GMT -5
Shieldzup, who for this RPG randomly decided to be her character Cy-Raxx for the pure nonsensical canon-crossingness of it all, was absolutely horribly bored at this moment. A day of serving ice cream to the incredably few RPers who discovered this lone and random yellow road was not a life inspiring to a Jedi of such love for long sentances and big words. She sat in the back for a time, the strains of Luke's theme floating absently through the background. But a car pulled up then, and Cy hastened to the front window. No ordinary car was it though, but an SUV with a Titanic fan perched atop of it, and it practically screamed QUEST! Cy decided she wished to know more about this, so she redied the chocolate mocca as one of the QUESTers approached the front window...
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Jan 5, 2005 16:11:30 GMT -5
Hobbit-eyes emerged from the random gas station, performing the impossible feat of carrying about ten ice-creams at once, and saw the rancor which had appeared from nowhere.
"EEEP!" she squeaked, and tried to grab her sword - but sadly failed, as she was carrying ten ice-creams at once. "Oh nooo!" she cried, "What do I do, what do I doooo...." She began hopping anxiously from foot to foot, and ended up looking like she needed the toilet, not was considering how she could save herself and her friends from the rancor without dropping her ice-creams.
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Jan 5, 2005 20:51:22 GMT -5
At this point of random freakiness -- even for a magnanimous QUEST of this... er..... magnitude -- Dun decided that it would be a magically grand idea to slam on the gas peddle. So, with a shouted "WHEEEEEEEE!!!" she did just that.
Unfortunately, she had accidentally forgotten to put the SUV into Drive. Even more Unfortunately (with a capital 'U'), the SUV happened to be stuck in Reverse.
Without really thinking (or braking, for that matter), she cranked the wheel around two and a half times (because that's what her Driver's Ed teacher had instructed her to do in such a situation), then slammed on the brakes. The SUV swung around in a rather gut-wrenching fashion, and ended up on the road rather completely backwards.
Without skipping a beat, the sugar-driven driver stomped on the gas peddle yet again, still in reverse, towards the rather unsuspecting Rancor.
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Jan 6, 2005 12:32:37 GMT -5
"Hey! Wait for me!" cried Hobbit-eyes, running after the rapidly-reversing-into-rancor SUV and trying to keep all the ice-creams upright, "I WANNA FACE ALMOST CERTAIN DEATH AT THE HANDS OF A BADLY ANIMATED MONSTER TOO!"
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Post by Cy Otauna on Jan 6, 2005 12:48:24 GMT -5
"Hey wait for me!" Cy dashed out to the SUV, eagerly awaiting a QUEST, thinking that that rancor and it's bad CG loked awfully familier...
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Jan 7, 2005 7:14:41 GMT -5
"OOH! Take the ice-creams!" said Hobbit-eyes, quickly offloading them onto Cy and fitting an arrow to her bowstring (which, of course, she had with her.)
"EAT SHARP POINTY SYNTHESISED WOOD!" threatened Hobbit-eyes, releasing the arrow, which missed the rancor's head by about ten feet. The rancor saw it whizzing past and turned to look at Hobbit-eyes confusedly.
"Whoops," said Hobbit-eyes, "Er... hehe... that was an accident... uh-oh..."
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Post by Vanacoriel on Jan 9, 2005 3:23:18 GMT -5
Vanacoriel rolled her eyes and yelled
" I LIKE DAVID BOWIE!!!!! AND THE SPIDERS FROM MARSSSS!!!!"
which seemed to confuse the Rancor even more. She jumped out of her fabulous booster seat and flew into the rancors face, spraying him with a mixutre of lard and ice-cream which imediatly sent him into a trance.
" I have always wanted a rancor." She tied him to the back of the SUV and climbed back into her seat.
" Well, I think we should do a roll-call just to see who's here, and who's not here but should be here. State your name, and your provisions. You weapons etc. I shall start I'm VANACORIEL!!!!!!! I don't have much money, but boy if i did, i'd buy a big house where we both could live. No, i lied. I have a rancor, lard, ice-cream a lightsaber, boromir in a bottle and a tooth ache. Who's next? "
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Jan 9, 2005 16:40:50 GMT -5
Dûncariel, who had finally stepped on the brake, and, using all the grace and dexterity of a dizzified hippopotamus, climbed out of the SUV. "Well, my name is Dûncariel." She wiped her brow with the back of her hand for no reason whatsoever, and gave a great sight of relief. "Now that I've gotten that off my chest, I suppose, well, I know how to drive.... that's a pretty effective weapon. And I have a lightsabe somewhere..."
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Post by Cy Otauna on Jan 9, 2005 19:45:12 GMT -5
"Um, I'm Cy, and I've got a lightsaber and 10 ice creams which really belong to you guys. And a DVD player with a contraband copy of The Matrix."
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Jan 10, 2005 7:07:43 GMT -5
"I'm Hobbit-eyes, but I'm getting bored of typing that, so my real name is Katie!" said Katie excitedly, hopping back into the car with her ten ice-creams, "And I have my bow and arrows, my sword, my lightsaber, and a whole load of CDs to whip at monsters like in 'Shaun of the Dead'! I also know random things that probably won't be of any use whatsoever..."
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Post by Cy Otauna on Jan 10, 2005 18:06:15 GMT -5
Cy randomly hopped into the car as well, hoping no one would mind/notice. "Do you know the origin of the suspicious looking rancor currently lashed to the back of the SUV?"
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Post by Vanacoriel on Jan 12, 2005 1:06:46 GMT -5
" No, but he's mine now!! I'm going to name him Ziggy. Ziggy the Rancor. Yes. So, where are we going on this MARVOLOUS QUEST!!" Smiling madly, " I say we make it our QUEST to find a Dairy Queen, that is NEXT to a video store. That way we have Ice Cream AND MOVIES!!! WHo knows what danger will thwart us on your way"
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