Starlong
The Master
I have a theory. Let's conspire about it...
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Post by Starlong on Jul 15, 2010 11:51:25 GMT
"Did you... Did you just break the fourth wall? You should be careful doing that, there's some scary shit on the other side."
"Look, I don't know enough about Elves to understand why humans seem to stick to the old prejudices, all I know is that we have a chance here to see if Humans and Elves can truely cooporate. We're all working towards the same goal after all. Thanks for considering it at least."
I wander off and just before I go to bed I find Enigma if he's still awake.
"Hey dude, I never got the chance to say thanks for saving me when the truck was about to drag me off the road. I owe you one."
Then I find a semi-comfortable surface and sleep.
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Post by Someguy on Jul 15, 2010 11:55:12 GMT
Anyone got anything that needs saying or doing?
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Post by Fire Bear on Jul 15, 2010 13:30:36 GMT
Meh, I'll ask my questions tomorrow. I'm going to let them sleep.
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Post by McBain on Jul 15, 2010 14:14:14 GMT
"Hey Fire Bear, mind tossing me the keys to the toyboata? I'm going to run some final mechanical know-how before I hit the hay. Don't want the damn truck breaking as soon as we get out the garage."
Other than that, I've nothing I want to do before the end of the chapter.
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Post by Someguy on Jul 15, 2010 14:25:36 GMT
Old Man Zev finishes his scotch and has a final cigarette before heading back into the house. He goes into the garage and clambers into the back of the Toyboata, where the watercooler of beers is, and uses this as a 'pillow'. He curls up and goes to sleep under the taurpaulin draped over the flatbed of the vehicle. ***
Alright, the deadline for any stuff that needs doing is...9-ish pm. Then the chapter ends.
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Post by Fire Bear on Jul 15, 2010 15:25:39 GMT
What? I had the keys?
Well, it's a good thing someone's paying attention...
Question: With all these modifications to the truck, can we even get out of the garage? I mean there were chairs added, were there not, to the sides of the truck...
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Post by MoeMeister on Jul 15, 2010 15:34:57 GMT
Can I pray for the party to gain some extra divine protection for the next chapter? Or bless the vehicle?
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Post by McBain on Jul 15, 2010 16:07:06 GMT
"Don't worry, it's a two car garage, that's why there was enough room for us to make the modifications in the first place. Go ahead and pray Moe, it's not going to do us any harm. If that's everything, I'm going to make sure there isn't a petrol leak, snapped fan belt or a duck in the exhaust pipe. Something always seem to go wrong for us, I'm not leaving anything to chance."
And with that, Pete goes to the garage. He has a quick butchers at the truck and sees no fluids pissing all over the floor bar the oil, water and beer that was spilled during the modifications montage. He then starts the engine. Listening carefully, he hears a perfectly healthy vehicle and turns off the ignition, content that everything is in working order. He then finds a bed somewhere in the house, preferably not too close to Moe, on the off-chance that he sleep-walks. Or worse, sleep-dances.
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Post by Someguy on Jul 15, 2010 17:31:31 GMT
Pray and bless away, Moe. I'll give the truck a bonus of +1 to the SM of any events involving it.
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Post by Someguy on Jul 15, 2010 22:19:42 GMT
And so you sleep for the night. The Broken Roads await outside, as do the Thames Marshes and its denizens. The Adventure has begun proper; from now on, there shall be no punches pulled.
[Chapter One: End]
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