Topic: The One Word Game Subject: ...
eyes
Posted on 2010-10-12 at 17:07:09.
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Topic: The One Word Game Subject: just a flesh wound!
Python
Posted on 2010-10-12 at 16:41:22.
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Topic: The One Word Game Subject: hmmm
Hall
Posted on 2010-10-12 at 14:50:12.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Clock Tower Subject: Knowing who I am can get you killed...
She had barely gotten the needle threaded when a knock at the door caused her head to jerk upwards.
A moment later the voice of Mr. Laptop spoke respectfully through the door, "Miss, are you awake?"
So polite… I know a prison guard or two who could learn a lesson from this guy…
“Yeah… just a second…” the needle found a temporary home in the bedding and she quickly slipped the torn jeans back on before going to the door. She released the lock and opened it with one hand, the other concealing the night club behind her back, this woman would not take any chances no matter how polite the man on the other side of the door sounded.
Through a lock of her Kool-aid red hair she eyed the man so addicted to his laptop that he was typing on it standing in front of her door, “Yes?”
"It is not my business why, but..." He pauses a moment, his eyes slightly distant, before he nods, "I believe you may be the beneficiary of one of my clients..."
Immediately she began to feel her heart race. He knows who I am… her head filled with a line of curses. Seconds ticked by as she stared intently at him, color rising in her cheeks as she tried to get a firm grip on the situation. Finally she shoved the curses to the back of her thoughts and let her eyes dart up and down the hallway, making sure they were alone.
When all seemed clear she stepped out into the hall, moving closer to him as her hand gripped the night stick readying it for a blow if it was needed.
“Who are you? Who are you with? Police? FBI? US Marshalls perhaps? You have to tell me… I’m fully aware of my rights and you and I know that my lawyer screaming ‘entrapment’ isn’t going to make whatever department you are with look good…” she said firmly, controlling her desire to rap the man in the temple with the club until after he answered only by counting her own heartbeats.
((Well I'd enjoy this picking back up... couldn't help but to work up a response to Mr. Laptop. ))
Posted on 2010-10-11 at 20:24:22.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A Subject: Withdrawl...
Already watched Zombieland... might have to pull out 28 Days Later and Shaun of the Dead to help alleviate my withdrawl symptoms due to lack of postage on this game...
M.
Posted on 2010-10-10 at 16:45:26.
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Topic: The One Word Game Subject: his sexy momma
Eol
Posted on 2010-10-07 at 17:45:08.
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Topic: Frightful Tales - Oct RDInnsider Subject: LOL
I have a whole photo album full of them anyway.
Ohh... and it would be great if I could have these in by the 22nd (short notice I know but you all can handle it) and there will be a word limit of 1000 words or less.
Anything over 1000 words might get a visit from Meri's chainsaw...
M.
Posted on 2010-10-07 at 15:24:50.
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Topic: Frightful Tales - Oct RDInnsider Subject: Send it over! :)
The more stuff the better!
M.
Posted on 2010-10-07 at 15:02:02.
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Topic: The One Word Game Subject: hmmm
arm
Posted on 2010-10-07 at 14:33:20.
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Topic: The Morphing Game Subject: which makes it easier to
Beat
Posted on 2010-10-07 at 14:21:57.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II Subject: LOL
Yeah... I think enough rum will turn any M into an E
ummm... tequila.
I miss you tequila. A virgin margarita just isn't right.
M.
Posted on 2010-10-07 at 14:21:18.
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Topic: Frightful Tales - Oct RDInnsider Subject: Frightful Tales - Oct RDInnsider
Innmates!
Well I am going to try to put together a quick edition of the RDInnsider after several months of letting it lag.
In honor of this season I was wondering if anyone out there had any scary short stories, excerpts or poetry that they would like to share.
If you have something that you think would be fitting please send it over to me via PM.
Happy Halloween!!
M.
Posted on 2010-10-07 at 14:14:39.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II Subject: Dude
That's my sign off... I was so confused!
But yeah... sometimes being a x2 has it's advantages. And sometimes it makes you have to pee alot. *shrug*
M.
Posted on 2010-10-07 at 14:00:27.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A Subject: *drools*
BRAAAIIINNNSSS!!
nom nom nom
M.
Posted on 2010-10-07 at 13:58:18.
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Topic: The Fates of Fortune Subject: In another part of town...
Vergal Sea Port
His grey robes and quiet demeanor had earned him the name ‘Mouse’ but he had always felt that was not really the best fit. ‘Rat’ might have been more appropriate, or perhaps ‘Eel’ but ‘Mouse’ it was. It worked better than his real name.
His mother would have been mortified if her son’s actions had been attached to the family name in any way. At times, however, he secretly contemplated doing just that, if only to take her closer to the edge of her grave.
Right now though his mother was far from his thoughts. Instead he was focused entirely on the woman who called this wretched little space her home. The ‘Wharf Witch’ as she was called. Success in Drasnia usually demanded more than simple magical ability. Only a few could rise up out of the sludge due to their arcane skills. Brute force, the correct friends and laying claim to very few moral hang ups usually could overpower even skilled magicians. His own climb had been tenuous, and he had started several rungs higher than this witch. Yet he had watched her begin her ascent. If anyone else in Drasnia was capable of being an adversary to him it was this woman.
I wonder if she recognizes that… he thought to himself, Well… let’s find out.
He brushed the canvas flap covering the door and stepped inside the little apartment with the gentle rush of bells following him. All night he had stood across the street, waiting for her to return home, but she had not so he knew the place would be empty.
Standing on the threshold of her space he was momentarily overwhelmed by the strength of her presence even when she was not there. Closing his eyes he could smell her as if she stood next to him, the offal of fish with the under tow of brine and caustic salts. Opening them he could almost see her moving about the room, sitting before the loom in the moonlight, sleeping under the coarse covers piled on the floor, rummaging through the odds and ends on the shelves, heating up the coin on the lantern…
The coin…
“And what are you doing here without your mistress?” he cooed at the object that sat quietly atop the lantern.
“She has been strangely distracted, yet more pointedly alert than usual, something is amiss I realize. However to have left you behind she must be greatly out of sorts.” Mouse whispered the words as he stepped across the dusty planks to her bed.
His grey robes spread out over the floor as he crouched down and picked the coin up between his soft fingers. The well worn Bedine symbol flashed briefly at him. “So… where is she? Where is that mistress of yours?”
His thumb eclipsed the oppressive image as his lips whispered a spell into the air.
The world boiled in shades of sanguine. Hot flashes burst from overheated bubbles and threatened to burn him. The thought that this had been a mistake flitted through his mind a moment but then subsided as he noticed the rain begin. Cool white rain poured from above. Exasperated sizzles erupted from the world as they cooled from the sweet honey and milk rain. Every drop mingled with the heavy red and soon the world was melting in shades of pink. It melted and ran through the cobblestone streets toward a grate in the middle of the road. Eagerly he followed it and peered down through the wrought iron bars.
Below him the witch lay in a room made of stone. The perfect lines of her body were only barely covered by a thin blanket. He took no time in admiring them though, instead he took careful inspection of the figure they were hugged closely against. There was no mistaking the pure alabaster white form that held her close to its chest and ran its fingers through her hair in a most loving fashion.
Mouse shifted in his surprise, a rock grinding against the metal edge of the grate as he did. The assassins’ twin moon eyes rose up from the witch and fixed on Mouse even as his arms wrapped tighter around the woman.
The coin dropped to the floor. Mouse did not seem to notice this. He stared distantly at the large tapestry that rose over the witch’s bed with a smirk on his lips.
“So… that is where you have been my little fishy friend…”
The smirk broke into a grin and he began laughing.
Posted on 2010-10-06 at 18:07:29.
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Topic: The One Word Game Subject: pretty
orchestra
Posted on 2010-10-06 at 17:58:41.
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Topic: ^ < V game Subject: lol
^ Got edged out by a dust bunny
> Has a who eats dust bunnies
v Was a dust bunny in a past life
Posted on 2010-10-06 at 17:29:37.
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Topic: ^ < V game Subject: Bard!
^ Exit stage left
> Enters center stage as orchestra cues up
v Exit by trap door 2
Posted on 2010-10-06 at 17:14:09.
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Topic: The One Word Game Subject: Okay his name was Doggett... but close enough
X-Files
Posted on 2010-10-06 at 17:00:23.
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Topic: How Did You First Find Red Dragon Inn? Subject: Meri Meri Quite Contrary...
Well... I was looking for a place for online role play. I (I am almost embarassed to admit) started off on a site called the Dragon Inn way back in the day... one of those 'chat' free form places where you had to hit the reload button to see the latest conversation. I was on and off there for nearly ten years (it eventually moved to Mylanders Inn). But it was getting pretty quiet in there and I felt I needed something a little more 'grown up'
So I started scouring Google for someplace I would fit in. RDInn was not my first stop, I hit a few other sites first and they were either just as dead as Mylanders or unfriendly (*cough* Mystic Realms *cough*)... so I kept looking until I wound up here.
Posted up an intro thread, found a call for an evil campaign and created Cayrimsa... and plunged into the rabbit hole from there.
I really feel that the warm welcome I got and all the people here who were willing to show me the ropes (and still do) are what kept me coming around all these years. And hopefully will continue doing so for a long time.
you all!!
M.
Posted on 2010-10-06 at 15:22:54.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II Subject: Well I guess that depends...
Do you consider a baby a prize?
M.
Posted on 2010-10-06 at 14:32:20.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II Subject: Well... no
I win.
And while I am not exactly hot and spicey I am rather delectable... in a sweet butterscotch kind of way
M.
Posted on 2010-10-06 at 14:11:33.
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Topic: Loaded Dice #58: Here I Come to Save the Day Subject: Well honestly...
I didn't notice much of a difference for the coloring, so you did a good job.
M.
Posted on 2010-10-05 at 19:13:32.
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Topic: Loaded Dice is late... Subject: Cheesecake...
*drools*
Cheesecake is better than cake. And Eol needs to stop referencing food in his posts, especially food with cheese in it.
I had to go out to dinner the other night to get lasgna thanks to him. Now I'm trying to figure out where to get cheesecake.
M.
Posted on 2010-10-05 at 18:11:46.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II Subject: Eol is fuzzy though...
*pets the Eol*
M.
Posted on 2010-10-01 at 19:02:32.
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