The roleplaying thread (a thread for tongue in cheek roleplaying)

[Sharkith]

Ok had enough of the dark mood here lately - I hope you can join me in some tongue in cheek fun - if you don't like roleplaying please don't read it. If you have a sense of humour please post in the spirit of roleplaying so we can poke some fun and try to lift our spirits.
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Its been a long day, Sharkith has spent his time feeling very ill. For some reason he finds himself running around only to lose consciousness and then discover that the people he has been following have dissappeared or even worse that he is now facing in a totally different direction.

He finds himself standing on the steps to dun Crauchon. He remembered porting there but he seems to have once more lost all consciousness. He looks around himself the people who where there when he came had gone and been replaced by others. 'Maybe I am phase shifting?' He takes a raw fish out of his pocket sits down on the steps of DC pondering.

"Ho hum" he mutters.

He starts munching on the head of the fish calmly watching people buff up to get ready to charge off in to Lagromon. A short Lurikeen with a moose hat emerges from DC and stands beside him. Sharkith bites the head off the fish and hides the rest. 'That Lurikeen cannot be trusted to be sensible with fish' he remarks to himself.

[Thandruil]

The luri called Caestar starts sniffing around, and all of a sudden his big eyes face towards Sharkith:"Where is it u hiding fish? Luri need fish to be stlong!"

Sharkith jumps up, ready to draw his weapons in case the luri, known to be great thieves, wants to steal his fish. "This is mine!", says Sharkith, "and no small person like u shall ever enjoy the taste of my fish!"....

[Xest]

Avast yar ye land lubbers, shiver my timbers and climb me pole!

Oh wait sorry I got the roleplaying and Ankh's gay pirate thread confused.

[Heta]

:tare:

[Brodwen]

The lurikeen sits down next to Sharkith seemingly in a mood, they both sit there and ponder, then Sharkith begins to discuss the beginning of life and how they came about, they both seem to have a blank part in the bit where their mother should be. "I wonder if we had the same mother?" Says Sharkith as the Lurikeen looks up and down himself.
"Bugger off" says the Lurikeen as he stand up, puffing out his chest "The person who spawned me could never have given birth to such an ugly thing".

[Sharkith]

Sharkith glances at the luri and starts munching on the fish again. He says nodding warily towards a Lynx Matriarch "I have been thinking isn't this a strange world we live in? Have you noticed how many druid pets seem to repeat their movements after a time? Do you think they might have a kind of mental illness?"

He shifts his weight spits out a bone and then continues "Course it might be the druids, they are such an odd bunch. I mean all they do is stand around outside Drum Ligen some of them even continually walking into the wall of the keep. It is all very confusing."

edit - Gay Pirates are welcome here btw Xest

[Gamblor]

While Both try and figure out this rather bizzar behavior another person seems to be having the Same converstation with His friend. However these two are not from Hibby land , they are Albions.


Gamblor ponders a bit more , and proclaimes , who needs a cleric at any rate, I can buff myself and i can hold my own when it comes to melee .
His compaion isn't so sure , Nakkiel responds, Sure Your a friar , But in order from as a scout to compete with anything i need to be buffed.
Remember back to when you first meet me , I was lying dead at the foot of the stairs in barrows, with my group all around me, You rezzed us and helped us out.
Gamblor smiles at this, yes it's my earliest memory of you and the rest alright, But enough talk , we have damage to infilict on people gaining experence in the Passage of conflict in Emain.

[OohhoO]

"OH MY!" exclaims the Lickle Luri
"How does that BD make his pets glow pink?!"
Sharkith glances distractedly in the direction indicated, whereupon the Lickle Luri snatches the fish out of his hands & stealths cackling manically.
At this point Sharkith awakes from another brief bout of unconsciousness only to find himself in a strange village in Cruachan Gorge ...

[Sharkith]

"Bloody helll! Not again!" He exclaims as the locals stand steadfastly looking straight in front of them. Hmmm I hope I haven't done anything embarrassing this time.

Sharkith had woken here many times before, usually when he was in the middle of a relic raid and his illness had struck him down as he was a bout to WTF pwn an Albion cleric thingy. "hmmm why does this keep happening to me? Damn that bloody Luwi got my fish as well."

He trudges over towards the portal stone and prepares to port to drum Ligen. He hated touching these stones. They were another oddity of the world in which he lived. All you had to do was touch them and you got a strange coloured image in your head of all the hibernian keeps all neatly coloured in green. He noticed that one of the DC towers was red.

"Albs dammit I knew we should not have let those two stand beside us for so long. They had to be up to no good." He knew he could not port to the main keep now because the port had been broken by the tower being taken. He selected Dun nGed in his head and wooooosh!

He came to consciousness in the main keep. There were lots of druids here as well some enhancing their friends and others staring blankly into space pretending he was not there. "Hmmmph no chance of an enhancement here!" He exclaimed. 'Odd bunch really' he thinks to himself as he leaves the main keep.

[OohhoO]

He hadn't gone far when a strange little blue female creature materialised in front of him out of thin air & started waving two rather dangerous looking axes about. Hmmm /pondered Sharkith ...