RE: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] Rejoinationingness

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"THAT'S MINE!" shouted Seymour, doubling his efforts
to stand up, but being thwarted by Canazza's continual attempts
to become real again.  Overhead, some kind of flying wildlife was
making an awful lot of noise.  Keto ignored it as he began to open
the bottle.  "This might be useful for some type of
ointment," he mused, before frowning and stating, "Seems a little
resistant to opening..."
<End snip>
 
Who:- Alota, Keto, Jay, Phil, Tara,
Seymour. Canazza and Mini-Phi
Where:- Plebe Capital City. ”Londumb”
 
Tara, divebombed, and knocked the bottle out of Keto’s hands
smashing on the ground. She promptly morphed back into herself.
“CLEAVAGE!” Keto hollered “What
the HELL did you do that for!?”
“It’s a smegging polymorph Xavier,
it would have attacked you!”
“CLEAVAGE!” Jay and Phil
hollered in unison “What the HELL did you do that for!?”
“Eeee”
“Is it…dead?” Alota
asked, tapping the shards of the broken bottle with her foot.
“God only knows!” said Canazza
battling with corporeal-ness and incorporeal-ness “I just hope the sodding
thing learnt its lesson!”
A loud screeching was heard from above.
“What was that?!” Jay asked “I
didn’t like the sound of it”
Without warning, in the centre of the
group a large fireball landed, sending everyone diving aside.
“Where did that come from?!”
Alota asked
“If I knew that I wouldn’t
have asked the first sodding question would I?” Jay replied, then
remembered himself and what Alota could do if she looked at him. “Um…sweetie…”
he smiled.
“LOOK!” Tara yelled, pointing
upwards. The fireball had come from the mouth of a big flying creature, mounted
by one of the Pad Wraiths they had encountered a few hours before. In fact
there were several big flying creatures, mounted by the Pad Wraiths they had
encountered a few hours before
“Scatter!” Alota ordered “And
take ‘em down!”
Tara, morphed back into the hawk, but this time, on a scale similar to
the winged creatures, and took the skies.
Alota, lowered her sunglasses and let rip
energy blast after energy blast, at the beasts while Phil and Keto grabbed
whatever they could find and using their powers promptly charged them with
energy and launched them at the creatures.
Jay, on the other hand was having
difficulty. He would flame up, but before he was able to take to the skies, Seymour would blow a gust of
wind at the nearest creature, sure, it would blow the beast off course, but it
would put out Jay’s flame as well.
“Would ya STOP that?!” Jay
scolded, slapping Seymour hard round the back of the head.
Seymour, dazed refrained from blowing long enough for Jay to ignite, and
take to the skies alongside Tara.
The streets, were chaos, winged wraiths
and super-human Dwarfer’s battling…except for Canazza, who was
hiding inside a nearby wall.
Keto, was distracted, and reached down to
grab something to hurl at the Wraith’s. “Hmm..strange” he
mused “I thought we broke the bottle of wine…”
The polymorph, during the confusion had
fused itself back together, and morphed back into the bottle…
 
<tag, sorry guys couldn’t think
of an emotion for Keto to lose that we haven’t done hundreds of times
before…(ok twice) but wanted to introduce Phil’s flying wraiths so
something else to worry about! Post away!!>
 
-----Original
Message-----From: lucky_coincidence
[mailto:lucky@...] Sent: 15
January 2004 11:33To: JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.comSubject: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf]
Rejoinationingness
 
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In JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com, "Becca" <Exxbang@a...>
wrote:> OOC- can i suggest compulsary who where whens
to stop confusion.> > i think we are in two groups right? > seymour, jay, alotta and phil> dean, dante, tara, amber, keats and
Jack > oh, and Keto and Canazza make another....> right???OOC - Yup, that's what I'd figured too. 
However, I'll try to bring it down to just two groups by the end of this
post, heh.===========================IC:Who: Keto & CanazzaWhere: Somewhere near the city, in the undergrowthWhen: Okay, so the whens aren't nearly as
important===========================  "I don't think we're going the right
way, you know."  "Oh, and what makes you think
that?" growled Keto as he brushed aside another branch, his momentary lack of
concentration causing it to hurtle aside, snapping off and shattering
against a nearby trunk.  Canazza instinctively ducked, upsetting his ankles
again and causing him to fall over with a yell.  "I'm getting tired of you holding me up! 
Get up and come on!" snapped the good doctor, hauling Canazza up with
one arm and resisting the temptation to accelerate him through
the atmosphere.  He was quite surprised, therefore, when
Canazza fell back down...while Keto was holding him by the
arm.  They both frowned.  "What the smeg...?" blinked
Canazza.  "Look, we don't have time to be
playing around!" said Keto, and grabbed him by the shoulder.  Or rather,
tried to.  Instead of grabbing the injured victim, Keto's hand passed
right through his shoulder as if it wasn't there.  Both of them
blinked again.  "...that's pretty cool," mused
Canazza, the first one to recover, "And hey, my ankles don't hurt when
I'm like this!"  "Good for you," growled Keto,
"Now will you get up?"  Canazza flailed wildly, arms and legs
passing through the surrounding undergrowth, then grinned awkwardly.  "Uh...I've fallen and I can't get
up.  I can't get a grip on anything to push myself up."  "Can't you just concentrate a
bit?  Make your left arm solid, for example?" asked Keto.  "I'll give it a go," shrugged
Canazza, and concentrated.  Sure enough, his left arm suddenly felt a lot more
physical and a lot less incorporeal.  Keto grabbed him by the wrist...and then
had an evil thought.  It was about time.  "You still think we're going the wrong
way to meet up with the others and steal the keys to one of the mining
craft?" he asked nonchalantly.  "Well, yes, actually," replied
Canazza, "Now are you going to help me up or not?"  Keto chuckled and pulled, lifting Canazza
upwards.  Then, without warning, he suddenly turned and hurled the man in
the direction they had been walking.  Canazza's surprised yell faded into the
distance remarkably quickly as his physical arm dragged the rest of him with
it, before there was a distant thud as he concentrated and made the
rest of himself solid, and collided with something.  "WELL?" shouted Keto through the
trees.  "Ow...I think I broke my spleen!"  "Did you find the others?"  "Sorta," came Canazza's distant
voice, "I think I landed on something soft!"  "Get off me!  I'm a Royal
Ambassador!"  "Oops.  Yes, we found the
others!"  Keto hurried through the trees, before
coming out onto clearer ground, where Jay, Alota and Phil were watching
Canazza struggle to climb off Seymour's semi-concussed
body.  Given the fact that Canazza had lost all concentration and was now completely
incorporeal, and that none of the others was particularly
interested in helping, it was quite funny.  "Hey Doc," said Jay, without much
enthusiasm.  "Cerebrum," nodded Keto,
"How's your f...hey, what's this?"  Keto reached down and picked up a bottle
lying in the middle of the grass.  "THAT'S MINE!" shouted Seymour, doubling his efforts
to stand up, but being thwarted by Canazza's continual attempts
to become real again.  Overhead, some kind of flying wildlife was
making an awful lot of noise.  Keto ignored it as he began to open
the bottle.  "This might be useful for some type of
ointment," he mused, before frowning and stating, "Seems a little
resistant to opening..."==================OOC: Tag people.  ;)  Do what you like
to him!JMC's 
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