Subject: From the band's regular opener, when playing Coruscant
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Posted on: 2017-01-23 16:38:00 UTC
"And it's a long way from Cedar Riverside to Cedars-Sinai,
Three times St. Paul to Cheyenne,
And it's a long way from Sacramento too...
We were bored so we started a band.
We'd like to play for you."
-- The Hold Steady, The Sweet Part Of The City, "Heaven Is Whenever" (2010)
It has come to my attention that I have been acting very impulsively and taking on more commitments than I can maintain, to the point where it is adversely affecting my basic functioning. I don't know if I can bring myself to take a break from the PPC entirely, but I certainly shouldn't get involved with anything major, have ideas, etc. Sorry for wasting time and Board space.
--Key
[End thread.]
[Yes, I am being a cow.]
Hard luck there, but good news: in the universes you might have dropped into, death isn't the end!
What do you see around you?
-A black-robed skeleton with a scythe.
-A grey hall with an undergroundy sort of feel.
-A city, but all sort of blue-white and washed out.
Follow him around and never respond to anything he says other than to say "Padmé would be ashamed of you"?
And I just wait until he's done to say "Padmé would be ashamed".
*puts on trollface*
Funnily enough, some of his lightsaber carvings are attracting the attention of art critics, so I keep pushing him towards this path. Just for the heck of it.
I'm even considering telling him "Padme isn't ashamed of this one actually" on the good ones.
Well, since I just woke up and I'm feeling chipper, let's go kill the Emperor!
By which I mean the Galactic Empire is now the Galactic Gallery. There are rumours that Tatooine will be transformed into a massive worked of art soon and that Corellia is now mass producing paintings.
And then we're taking over Mos Eisley!
... He smells of wafers.
Still not sure where I am, but I can breathe, or at least I think I can
And given the sheer uniformity of them, I would have to guess a spaceship.
I'm not flying a fighter — I don't know how! I'm in a bigger ship. Much bigger.
Because darn it, I wanna meet some Jedi this time.
Starting from the bits they don't want to hear (eg, my opinion on Ethics of Care).
I'm telling them what they want to know, but I'm being as caustic as I can about it. You try to mind-control me you little--*mind-control intensifies*
-Alleb
Well, at first I was interrogated about technology, but then I told them I was probably from their past, and thus knew nothing they hadn't progressed beyond, and they locked me in this moderately comfortable room. It's alright; it could use some more tasteful decorations, perhaps a sea-green duvet on the bed, but I'll live.
-Alleb
Suggesting that not only do I want to go there, but the Jedi may find it interesting as well.
They say it's less than 70 years old. Aw, lookit the lil' baby Republic! So young!
-Alleb
And I've been separated from the Jedi. Help!
-Alleb
TREES
Star Wars happens in the past; it even says so in the first shot: a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...
(('Cause, um, I definitely thought about that. I did. I specifically... remembered... that bit of info.))
((I feel like I've failed as a nerd.))
-Alleb
Utini!
...really weird. He *looks* kind of human, and his scythe is the sort you'd use to harvest wheat. Who uses a rusty scythe as a cane?
~Zingen
((I have no idea what I’m doing.))
HG
Before we head on down, there's one question I should ask you first:
Is it a dark and stormy night?
-Yes.
-No, it's actually lovely out. Ooh, full moon!
-Actually it's daytime.
((I just replied to every thread. I feel selfish.))
-Alleb
(Can I pet the dog?)
And a map, just so I don't run into something nasty by accident.
I wonder how they guessed my size so accurately...?
((I know nothing about Discworld, so here's hoping I didn't accidentally pick the worst option.))
-Alleb
Out the window we go! But first, I create a facsimile of myself in the bed, and turn off the lights, so if they look in they'll think I'm asleep. I ain't gettin' eaten today!
-Alleb
They at least beat "Go to your room." by a fair margin.
((I wanted to go with 'someone else dressed like that' but not have it be the Death of Rats or something. I can't help thinking 'Nobby Nobbs lost a bet' about the end result, somehow, even though there should be more confusion over the 'is he human' part...I can try again, if you like?))
((You can't imagine how relieved I am that I hadn't forgotten a character. ^_^))
((The current Middle-earth chain is on Numenor talking to Elendil, and waiting on a response from me; I'll try to drop an [M-e] tag on the next post. Feel free to join in with that one, and if the thread is still going when it ends, we'll take your No as the next start. ~hS))
But they want to drag me down to a place called the Temple for some ceremony, and with the way they look at me, I don't want to find out more.
I want to see the Elves!
I'm picking up some supplies, a good crossbow, hopefully a sturdy horse, and I'm off. There's an entire world to see!
-Alleb
I actually feel a tiny bit teary-eyed after reading that. Thank you for doing these threads, hS. I love them.
-Alleb
I... Go along quietly with them, then, once an alley is near, point toward the sky, telling them I see something, and look pretty afraid. Then I try to break free and run away.
((Oh, and if somebody want to do something else, they can ninja me..))
In fact, with that in mind, I start heading east, and I'm on the lookout for ridiculously tall people. I mean, taller than these already-ridiculously-tall-Numenoreans.
((Woohoo, Middle-earth! :D))
-Alleb
I find the garrison and tell them I've got a message from the King.
((In some RPs, I'm always the one who pokes the sleeping dragon in the eye just to see what would happen. I think this shall be one of them.))
...I'm gonna go with Zigûrun.
(*sits back and laces fingers behind head* Take 'er away, PPCers.)
(Fear, they could panic and kill us. Any other one, and King's Men get our heads.)
((And if any of That Guy want to get us killed, I'll let you know that I can get between 1200 and 1300 arguments per minute in a discussion. I talk really fast.))
I guess I want a place on one of them when I see one, right?
((I know it's more than partly my fault for mentionning the Temple, but did it have to be Akallabeth already?))
((It's your fault we're in late Numenor, Ix's fault the king has already left the capital... and if Tomash hadn't sniped you, it would be your fault Elendil had already sailed and left you to die.
Luckily, the ships /haven't/ left yet, and in the morning we'll see about getting you on board. ~hS))
What am I, a liar?
(("I fell into this world from another! Oh, by the way, this island's about to sink. Cheers, mate!"))
I apologize in advance if my choice screws up the timeline.
They still think I'm a bit crazy, it seems.
While I'm not stupid enough to fight the good guys (who are also taller and stronger than me), I think the queen is pretty important. Arguing it is.
((I refuse to take any responsibility if we get executed.))
(I'm not gonna touch this one. I've done my part.
Also, if you guys want to come at me with pointy objects, I understand completely.)
... this is low-effort enough that I reckon I can handle a chain for each canon. Which words I will no doubt regret...
(Also I feel like the Star Wars one is reaching an endpoint; may be wrong, though.)
hS
Don't panic! This just means we’re going to have to move quickly. Without further ado, then:
Why can't you breathe?
-I’m in a vacuum.
-I’m underwater.
-The air is poison.
-Someone's choking me.
((Why is he waving his hand like this? ... I will say everything.))
Well, Ninja'd fair and square.
((I'd have liked to pick: My master is choking me teaching me an object lesson about the power of the dark side.))
I don't have enough details to make the other stories sound convincing.
"Stupid homeless kids causing trouble and wasting our time..."
My goal is to obtain a high social status in the Empire!
Food it is, then! Soon all in the galaxy will proclaim that spaghetti and meatballs is the most exotic, high-end cuisine around!
((Good luck!))