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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: dasfjkasdf
JUST REMEMBER CELESTE YOU ARE THE BUSINESS
I THINK
Posted on 2013-12-19 at 04:10:03.
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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: asdf
It's Bob.
All Bob.
Bob.
Posted on 2013-12-19 at 03:05:34.
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Topic: Are you Ready for some Football 2013
Subject: ioasdfr
Miami @ Buffalo
Tennessee @ Jacksonville
Denver @ Houston
Minnesota @ Cincinnati
Indianapolis @ Kansas City
Cleveland @ NY Jets
Chicago @ Philadelphia
Tampa Bay @ St Louis
Dallas @ Washington
New Orleans @ Carolina
NY Giants @ Detroit
Arizona @ Seattle
Oakland @ San Diego
Pittsburgh @ Green Bay
New England @ Baltimore
Atlanta @ San Francisco
Posted on 2013-12-19 at 02:00:16.
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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: asdf
Just thought I'd mention, that though it doesn't mean you're not, the only one I expressly mentioned was on that list was Finn's character.
And I should note, Fantastico doesn't expressly know where you're going, other than that they know where you're going to send characters to meet you to join the party because MAGIC FOURTH WALL BREAKING ALL MY PLAYERS ARE MISSING SO I HAVE TO BRING IN NEW ONES happens sometimes.
I blame Bob, really.
Posted on 2013-12-19 at 01:30:09.
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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: dasf
Finn has gotten a message to me, he will be unable to post for a short while, which is fine given the situation. Still looking around for almost everyone else. 
Posted on 2013-12-18 at 15:18:53.
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Topic: Interested in Redwall / Mistmantle -esque game with an
Subject: sdf
Im not going to lie, I stared at the same section hammer was confused about for a good 10 minutes before I scrolled down to perfectly eloquent explanation.
I regret nothing.
Posted on 2013-12-17 at 01:51:07.
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Topic: Interested in Redwall / Mistmantle -esque game with an
Subject: asdf
You know what.
Hell yeah. In if you'll have me.
Posted on 2013-12-15 at 00:28:35.
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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: asdf
These children will mature rapidly.
THEY WILL HAVE FULL BEARDS BY ELEVEN.
ELEVEN.
Posted on 2013-12-13 at 05:23:52.
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Topic: Are you Ready for some Football 2013
Subject: asdf
At least none of us got the cheeky point tonight.
Posted on 2013-12-13 at 04:40:39.
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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: wsdf
I enjoyed Percy's post more than I should have.
Posted on 2013-12-13 at 01:40:56.
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Topic: Are you Ready for some Football 2013
Subject: Ditka rd2
San Diego @ Denver
Philadelphia @ Minnesota
New England @ Miami
Buffalo @ Jacksonville
Houston @ Indianapolis
Chicago @ Cleveland
Seattle @ NY Giants
New Orleans @ St Louis
San Francisco @ Tampa Bay
Arizona @ Tennessee
Washington @ Atlanta
NY Jets @ Carolina
Kansas City @ Oakland
Green Bay @ Dallas
Cincinnati @ Pittsburgh
Baltimore @ Detroit
Posted on 2013-12-12 at 05:37:14.
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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: yes
Like I said, I just kind of hobbled together what I could out of posts from some people who aren't even here anymore.
You can do whatever you wish, you could turn around and leave. I got the use the phrase Telekinetic Super Bouncers, I'm more than satisfied with this brief arc.
I will figure out a way to get Derrick out of there if I need to.
Or you can do something else.
OR YOU CAN BE THE SUN*
*(You cannot be the sun)
Posted on 2013-12-12 at 05:20:07.
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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: okjmasdf
So took me a day longer than I thought but boom.
Some quick fact rundowns.
Finn, your character's been slapped in there, but there's no real spot for you to post yet, so I'm going to ask you to hold off with a post until the rest of the group is in the club. Feel free to backpost though, up to the point I left you at. Feel free to pm or post questions here.
The group is in Percy's truck across the street from the Blue Room door. There are the aforementioned two burly men out front. From what you saw and what group members know, the men are not antagonistic, they just enforce the rules of the club.
Columbo and Mizzer Skinny are blissfully removed from this mortal coil.
There is realistically no good way to get rid of Steelight's and Bob's characters so I cheated...kinda. Plus this leaves me options.
I'm really glad this is going again.
That's the general points, any questions feel free to post.
Posted on 2013-12-12 at 04:24:51.
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Topic: Tales of City Fantastico
Subject: I actually really like Australians
The sun was just beginning to set as the group set out, filled with purpose and direction at Katie’s insistence that their best bet would be a nightclub/gambling den/eatery she referred to as The Blue Room. Newcomer Vitali’s agreement quickly firmed up the group’s plans, though he preached caution, and possibly the improvised use of a small car as a doorbell. Their plans to be informed by the circumstances they would find themselves in, Katie took a quick look to get their bearings and they headed off.
As our four heroes made their way to Percy’s reliable old ice cream tru—
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”Grandpa?”
”Hmm?” the old man paused to look down at the boys.
”You said four heroes...” the first child said.
”…I think there were six! the second added.
”Uh…nope.” the old man leaned forward, ”Four; Downhouser, Katie, Percy and Vitali. That makes four.”
The boys looked briefly confused; they conferred for a moment to ensure they were accurate before turning back.
”But one of them was just talking!” the first complained.
”Yeah…Danya--“ the second started.
”NOPE! NEVER HAPPENED! YOU’RE MISTAKEN!” the old man interjected.
”Really, you’re just retcon-ing all of that?”
”Even Virag--“
”DON’T REMEMBER THAT! ONLY FOUR!” the old man was adamant.
The two kids, too eager to get back to the story, accepted the loss and resume paying rapt attention to the story as the old man started his thought again.
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Our four heroes made their way to Percy’s reliable ice cream, preparing to get on their way to the Blue Room. They found the truck suspiciously more roomy than usual, as if at one point there had been more of them in there, but they quickly dismissed the idea, deciding that thinking more on it would be stupid and truly a fool’s endeavour. Putting the metaphorical elephant (or lack of elephant, because it’s actually more spacious. I see what I did there…) out of the way, Katie holding the PDA which she never let go of because there was no one to ever give it to (no one at aaaaaaaaall) relayed the directions to Percy as he wove his way through Westside, blaring his incessant child luring music as he went.
Either the Canadian’s influence had been wildly understated, or perhaps word of their previous encounter with local gangs (wherein the always creative Downhouser had literally blown someone’s mind) had spread to the point where few of Westside’s locals dared impede their progress. Local thugs ducked into alleys and burnt out buildings at their approach. Though they showed no signs of being openly antagonistic, the group could not help but notice many of their passersby quickly revealing cell phones as they disappeared from view. Maybe their clear passage so far had been less benevolent then they hoped. It looked now like someone with many street connections had taken an interest in monitoring their progress.
The Blue Room was a fairly nondescript brick building from the outside, in fact, were it not for the pair of burly bald men in fine suits standing on either side of an otherwise unmarked door, few would spare it even a glance. Percy pulled up opposite the building as the group surveyed the situation. Vitali’s remembrance of the security situation started to seem a little dated; the small earpieces on the men’s ears as well as a partially concealed camera just away from the door seemed to imply that whoever maintained the club was keeping some measure of the control.
Seemingly intent on providing a display for the group now huddled across the street in their strange transportation, a pair of gangly youth in overly large and baggy garments emerged from an alley a few buildings down from the Blue Room. They approached the door as one of the burly men revealed a clipboard, previously concealed behind his enormous bicep.
“Oi, mate!” the lead youth was evidently Australian or something, but whatever he was his accent was unmistakably annoying. ”Me boy ‘ere an’ me are lookin’ for a little fun, eh?” Goddamn that accent was annoying. ”What say you big geezas’ let us in f’bit now uh?” Like seriously, really fucking annoying.
The burly man with the clipboard looked down at the pair in front of him. Single word was uttered.
”Names.” It was not a question.
”Me’s Columbo…”, the accent again making everyone within earshot wish they had a gun as big as Downhouser’s (including Downhouser, confusingly), ”…an’ this’sir be Mizzer Skinny.”
The burly man looked down at his clipboard, evidently humouring the notion that either of those ridiculous names would be on it. His response was as obvious as “Columbo” was nettlesome.
”No.”
Columbo paused a moment, clearly taken aback. His feeble mind had obviously assumed this club catered to his every whim, and the denial of entry seemed to confuse him. He paused for a moment before quickly lunging forward and grabbing at the doorknob, Mizzer Skinny right at his back.
The burly men appeared unmoved, and in fact, appeared to not move at all. The moment Columbo’s hand touched the doorman he froze, motionless mid-lunge. Mizzer Skinny, unable to stop himself, collided with his presumably Australian comrade and immediately froze himself, puzzlingly suspended in mid-air. One of the burly men gave an almost imperceptible nod, and the pair of youths found themselves fired through the air toward the ice cream truck, barely avoiding it as they whipped past and into a nearby alley, followed by the customary smashing of garbage cans and tradition pained cat meowing.
”Fuck.” Katie whispered under her breath. ”Telekinetic Super Bouncers.”
Vitali nodded in agreement, before the pair of them explained the situation to Downhouser and Percy. Shortly before the decline of City Fantastico, while genetic modification ran rampant, a select few clubs spend their surplus revenues on developing near foolproof security team. Telekinetic Super Bouncers or TSBs (affectionately referred to as Tisbuhs by those who couldn’t probably understand acronyms) were the result of that program, and it was thought that only a few remained following the numerous riots as Fantastico’s grip on the city weakened. Their presence here meant two things; the level of security on the club was higher than originally expected, and there was someone or something in the club of enough value to warrant such protection. This was definitely the place they wanted to look for a high profile dealer.
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Derrick Cypher sat in his office. I say office; it was more of a room with a desk in it. Times had been tough since Fantastico’s decline, back in the golden days you could always catch a woman running around behind her man’s back, or maybe a relative who wasn’t who he claimed to be, or on really good days a large scale jewelry theft involving one or more macguffins, now with the lack of law, people took up their grievances with gun fire, no more hiring a private dick to follow your enemies. Perhaps it was time to close down the shop.
It was just then that trouble walked in…trouble with a trunk that wouldn’t quit. Fine bark, cute foliage, not bad hanging fruit either, yes what appeared to be a man in a crudely constructed palm tree disguise had just walked into his office. Before Derrick could even rise out of his seat, the palm tree disguise was thrown off with a flourish, and a man wearing an impeccably clean tuxedo stood in front of him. Derrick’s eyes were instinctively drawn to the badge pinned to the man’s chest.
Special Agent Roberto Stanislav
Fantastico Security Forces
That had been two days ago, and then man’s first set of instructions had been clear. He was to go to the Blue Room, where he’d find his name had been placed on the guest list, and then he was to wait. His next instruction was a little more vague, apparently a group of 64 people would come in; he was told he would know them when he saw them. Then he was to offer his assistance to this group in whatever it was they were doing, apparently dropping the name “Roberto Stanislav” should be enough to gain their trust. Weird job.
(OOC: Will post up a bunch of things in the Q&A)
Posted on 2013-12-12 at 04:19:43.
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Topic: Are you Ready for some Football 2013
Subject: dsf
You shall receive no breaks.
I shall hoist the trophy, and with it, your lifeless body.
Not even sure what that could mean.
Posted on 2013-12-11 at 02:27:55.
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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: jiksdf
Should have part 2 tonight, barring any work setbacks.
Posted on 2013-12-10 at 15:22:49.
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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: asdfijkadf
Slapped down part one of two on the restart updates.
Actual content is being worked on now, just wanted to land that one as it was basically a complete piece. Plus it holds you over.
Hopefully.
Posted on 2013-12-10 at 03:29:39.
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Topic: Tales of City Fantastico
Subject: I DO NOT KNOW WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME
Zzzzzzzzzzzzz…zzzzzzzzzzzzz…*snorp*…zzzzzzzzzz...
The two boys sat and stared at the old man. He had dozed off mid-story, falling asleep just as things were getting good. The children were too young to properly account for the passing of time, but for them it had felt like years. In fact, it had felt like two years, six months, twelve days and couple of hours, a truly inexcusable gap, but as previously stated the children could hardly be counted on to accurate judge the lapse, and so everything would surely be forgiven. Surely.
”Grampa?” the child’s words broke the monotony of the old man’s snores.
”Zzzzzzzzzzz…snhjugh-what!? ANNIE GET YOUR GUN” the old man shot upright in his chair, clearly so disoriented by his slumber that he briefly confused reality with the multi award winning musical with music and lyrics by Irving Berlin, although luckily with far less gunplay, after all there were small children about that and that would have been horrifically irresponsible.
The old man looked about, reconciled his surroundings and focussed in on the boys.
”Oh I’m sorry boys,” he apologised, “things…things just got away from me there. Maybe we should just call it a night.”
”NUH UUUUUUH!” the first child whined.
”You didn’t finish the story!” the second added, helpfully in proper English words.
”I suppose I didn’t then…” the old man said wistfully. ”…I guess I better wrap this up then”
The children leaned in close as the old man paused to remember where he’d left off.
”Assault on the Dragonspire: The Last Age"
”WHAT DOTH THINE LEAVINGS SAY, SOOTHSAYER!?” the barbarian Brutalitox roared at the enfeebled old man. They had journeyed far longer than had been expected, and the mighty mountain king demanded answers of his once trusted seer.
”My lord…I…”the old man struggled to get the words out before his master barked back at him.
”THOU HAST FAILED ME FOR THE LAST TIME, WRETCH!” Brutalitox bellowed, ”I SHALL SEE THEE DISEMBOWELED AND THROWN TO THE PIT OF BEARFIENDS WHERE THOU SHALT --“
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The children stared in utter bewilderment at the old man as he began going into horrific detail. He had just begun to describe what would become of the soothsayer’s flayed hide when the first child spoke up.
”Grampa…” the boy said, lip quivering, “…I think that’s the wrong story.”
”It’s what? Oh…” the old man gave a pause, perhaps contemplating whether or not it was technically a crime to describe, amongst other things, the terrifying desecration of a freshly killed corpse. Eager to put the whole subject behind him, he quickly switched gears.
”I uh…remember now…let me get back to it…a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…”
”Star Wars: The Lives of Bothans"
It is a troubling time in the galaxy, as the Rebel Alliance learns of the Empire’s construction of a new super weapon…the Death Star. An elite team of rebel spies have infiltrated a remote imperial construction site, seeking plans. While it is probable many Bothans will die to retrieve this information…
~~~~~~
The children were staring at the old man again, though this time their look was more confusion than horror.
”I think…”the first child spoke hesitantly,”…I think that’s the wrong story again.”
”…but thank you for not tearing off anyone’s skin this time.” the second child quickly added.
”Again? But…all we have are dragon stories and star wars fables here…unless there’s some other kind of story in this place…”the old man paused for a moment to think. ”A-ha! Got it let’s try this again.”
”Burn Dusk: The Fading Moon of Forbidden Lust”
”But Ophelia…our parents would never allow us to wed!” Saren, the transsexual lesbian mormon werewolf lamented, his fur a-sparkle with fairy dust. ”After all, the battle between my clan of werewolves and your den of vampires has gone on since the first blood moon!”
”Calm yourself Saren,” Ophelia’s words poured from her deep purple lips as a single tear caused a truly oversized run in her over-applied mascara, ”…we need only seek the wisdom of a fallen star and to bring peace to this land and find love forevermore. Our children shall…”
~~~~~~
”This joke is becoming overdone Grampa!” the first child blurted.
”Surely at this point we know you’re just taking the piss! the second added abruptly.
The old man paused again, taken aback by the directness of the boys’ remarks as well as out of curiosity as to why the second child was speaking like a cockney gangster (in truth, the child had been staying up past his bedtime watching pirated copies of Guy Ritchie movies, not a terrible thing by any means but piracy is illegal, then again Johnny Depp received an honest to god Oscar nomination for playing a drunk pirate, but that is probably unrelated) . His confusion resolved by that enormously run-on fourth wall breaking sentence, he asked the children directly.
”Well then…what was it you wanted me to do again?” the old man had, quite to his dismay, honestly forgotten. It felt like quite a while since he had actually been asked the initial request.
”Finish City Fantastico Grampa!” the first child said, barely able to contain himself.
”Yeah, that huge book that is literally sitting on your lap!” the second helpfully reminded everyone.
The old man looked down, and much to his surprise found the thick hand bound book referenced many, many posts ago. The book in fact was open, a helpful ribbon denoting the exact line the old man had finished on, so that it could be started again, from exactly that point, easily, without trouble, assuming one took the time to do so.
”Oh…right…”, the old man said sheepishly, moderately embarrassed it had taken him so long to do so.
”Tales of City Fantastico”
”This is gonna be good.”, said the first child.
”After this long, it better be!”, the second added, petulantly.
(OOC: Holy Intro to the Intro to the Restart. Part 2 Coming Soon!)
Posted on 2013-12-10 at 03:27:49.
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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: sdf
Sorry for delay, weekend sorta spiraled as weekends do, beginning multi hour update churning session as soon as I eat this soup.
Also I will be in chat, because I want to talk to you all, because I consider all of you beautiful.
Posted on 2013-12-10 at 01:32:47.
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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: asdf
The brand spanking new Derrick "D" Cypher added in a myriad of ways to the first page of the Q&A.
The old and busted Virago and Danyael removed in an almost similar myriad of ways. Let us have a moment of silence.
Update writing has commenced, I suspect it will be a big one.
Posted on 2013-12-07 at 01:02:31.
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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: adsfjo
Got the sheet, giving it a quick look over looks fine.
Going to work, and will re-look over once I get home and am more awake.
Then I'll get things rolling.
Now I have a Limp Bizkit song stuck in my head.
And that is terrible.
Posted on 2013-12-06 at 15:22:18.
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Topic: City Fantastico Q&A: The Quest for Liquor and Shame
Subject: asdf
Just heard from Finn.
He has told me he'll be in by the weekend.
Will work from there.
Posted on 2013-12-06 at 01:56:13.
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Topic: Are you Ready for some Football 2013
Subject: sdaf
We have dramatically different picks this week Olan.
I WILL SPEAK LOVINGLY AT YOUR FUNERAL
Posted on 2013-12-05 at 15:45:02.
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Topic: Are you Ready for some Football 2013
Subject: ditka
Houston @ Jacksonville
Oakland @ NY Jets
Cleveland @ New England
Indianapolis @ Cincinnati
Carolina @ New Orleans
Detroit @ Philadelphia
Miami @ Pittsburgh
Buffalo @ Tampa Bay
Kansas City @ Washington
Minnesota @ Baltimore
Tennessee @ Denver
NY Giants @ San Diego
Seattle @ San Francisco
St Louis @ Arizona
Atlanta @ Green Bay
Dallas @ Chicago
Posted on 2013-12-05 at 03:12:15.
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Topic: 1000 POSTS ~ LIKE A POP SONG THAT JUST WON'T GO AWAY!
Subject: dfasdf
Someday I hope to achieve 1000 posts.
Someday...
Posted on 2013-12-04 at 04:30:40.
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