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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 4:36 pm Post subject: Occupy Oaken Knob
His engine rumbled softly as he hid.
He was DeathMobile 65000, the newest model in terrorizing trucks. Ever since the green comet flashed over Valhalla and gave him life his engine was hungry not just for oil and diesel but the blood and bones of his victims as well.
That was why he had joined up with Maximum Overdrive, a faction of fellow killer cars. He joined up with them to ride in their caravan of chaos, their wagontrain of endless warfare.
His garage had just got hit by some of those stupid angels, the kinds whose feathers always got stuck in his grill whenever he smashed over them in their lairs. He waited in limbo for his repairs to finish, and parked quietly so nobody would notice him so he could help build his faction's garage again.
But a squirrel built it first.
DeathMobile 65000 let out a soft honk in surprise. The garage wasn't in the usual backalley his fellow trucks preferred. Instead it was at some kind of tavern. What was all this about?
Then, through the ether, the demon dragster heard a slight chittering in his radio. It was a message from Tufty. He had rebuild the garage. And in the fast-paced chittering of his psychotic teeth he explained the reason why.
Apparently, there was some place called the Oaken Knob. The residents of the Nexus have tried to use it as a place of safety, but, naturally, there are those who despoil it's supposed neutrality.
And now there's an avatar of the Elder Powers, the Collector of Chaos. He was sent as an emissary of the Elder Powers to enforce a peace in the Oaken Knob.
But the Nexus was never meant to be a place of peace. It was meant to be a place of war. Of struggle. Of conflict.
Of clashes.
And so Tufty, despite the throes of his psychosis (or perhaps because of it) has decided to clash against this pawn of the Elder Powers. He rebuild the garage of Maximum Overdrive over the place of the Oaken Knob as an act of defiance to protest this undue meddling by the Elder Powers.
DeathMobile 65000 roared his engines as he drove with his engine fully revved to the place. He honked wildly through the streets of Valhalla, calling forth others who wish the wild freedom of massive slaughter wherever it may be. He beeped out a clarion call to join him and his fellow trucks in a new movement against the meddling of the Elder Powers.
To Occupy Oaken Knob.
All are free to join if they can get through the garage door, and all who do may join us in the orgy of outrage and revel for the wine, the oil, and the blood to flow free!
Rancour follows the tangy, delicious scent of blood, leading it back to the bar it had recently visited. It sniffs the doorway and pads in, finding its way over to the corpse pile. Examining the pile for the choicest of cuts, it starts gnawing on some stray limbs. Rancour savours the still-wet blood, still infused with a variety of alcohols. It lays atop the pile, happily chewing. _________________ Naughty | Nice | Can't Decide
Danny Trejo has been out of town all weekend, without any internet service, and has no idea what is going on.
Would anyone care to bring him up to speed? _________________ Imaginary evil is romantic and varied; real evil is gloomy, monotonous, barren, boring. Imaginary good is boring; real good is always new, marvelous, intoxicating. - Simone Weil
Joined: Aug 15, 2010 Posts: 3955 Location: Gehenna (Earth Branch)
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 4:59 pm Post subject:
The Collector watched in silence as the room was obliterated. Only those who were foolish enough to outright attack him were harmed. As the knob fell, he turned and vanished. He had no further purpose in the room. After witnessing the fall, he turned and faded away, leaving the room as if he'd never existed in the first place. _________________
"Oh, sorry, thought I was in a Vault of Enlightenment, not someone's booze cabinet." -Kharn
Last edited by Shadok on Sun Jun 03, 2012 5:12 pm; edited 1 time in total
Harrower steps forward. It hoists a megaphone, and a sign that reads "fuk u motherfucker," then starts chanting: "SAVE THE FUCKIN' BAR! SAVE THE FUCKIN' BAR!"
During a brief interlude in the chanting, it says "What the fuck, guys? Dude went and fucked off already, so follow him right the fuck to off, in your... umm... in your giant... bitchy.. SCROTMOBILE! Yeah! You drive a car that looks like a nutsack! A nasty, sweaty, itchy nutsack! EAT IT! Like, fuckin', metaphorically. I don't mean that you should eat a nutsack or some shit. This is a civil disagreement, after all, no reason to get personal with you motherfuckers. SAVE THE FUCKIN' BAR! SAVE THE FUCKIN' BAR!"
WTF? the knob is for many a place of RP.... sure a few of us beat each other stupid and heal each other, but there is also a hell of a lot more player interaction/banter than there is in most factions and i think it would be a shame to lose that. Because of this Miss Whiplash has decided to let down the tires of any angry vehicle she see's until her bar is no longer a car-park!
Of course she needs to come back from the void first as she was an unwitting victim of a road rage incident!
Schrodinger's Cat was sitting peacefully in the public bar when Pirates attacked, and Schrodinger's Cat experienced a change of state.
Schrodinger's Cat fluctuated into existence again near the very same public bar and found it was now being run by trucks with publicly stated intentions of holding it for the previous owners.
Schrodinger's Cat was acting as a recruitment consultant on behalf of the establishment and had invented 2 new cocktails when one of the former staffmembers brought a horde of not dead things to meet and eat the trucks. Schrodinger's Cat inferred that Zombies > Monster Trucks on this occasion.
Schrodinger's Cat is just keeping the Monster Truck flag for safe-keeping until the Trucks can rebuild their truck stop or the Knobs get knobby or whatever will be, will be, with or without Doris Day.
Schrodinger's Cat hopes that we can all just get along. _________________ The way is blocked and the path is impassable; you cannot move in this direction.
You are already inside and cannot enter the building again!
You cannot open the door because it is already open.
WTF? the knob is for many a place of RP.... sure a few of us beat each other stupid and heal each other, but there is also a hell of a lot more player interaction/banter than there is in most factions and i think it would be a shame to lose that. Because of this Miss Whiplash has decided to let down the tires of any angry vehicle she see's until her bar is no longer a car-park!
Of course she needs to come back from the void first as she was an unwitting victim of a road rage incident!
Justas the Conduit notes that the Nuns needn't be such rude dicks about the whole thing.
This is obviously a racist anti-evil attack. What's the matter, are demons worse bar proprietors than angels? Or Conduits, for that matter?
You can expect an official complaint from us soon. _________________ What's with the APATHY in this game?
...stuff... What's the matter, are demons worse bar proprietors than angels? Or Conduits, for that matter?
Hey, some of my best friends are demons.... there is little to be gained from trying to redeem angels.
Anyway, complain all you like... I just bought some keys especially for your paintwork
there is little to be gained from trying to redeem angels.
darn right. I can't get the damage deposit back on any of them. Pshaw. And another thing, no matter how hard you hit them, they obstinately refuse to explode. I call that shoddy workmanship.
- You attack the ward with your Death Touch. There is a shimmer of light as the ward wavers, then dissipates. (2012-06-04 00:09:06).
- You step inside The Oaken Knob. (2012-06-04 00:09:09).
- You have changed the stance of all of your pets to Aggressive to Non-Faction. (2012-06-04 00:09:16).
- You have changed the stance of all of your pets to Defensive. (2012-06-04 00:09:22).
- You have changed the stance of all of your pets to Aggressive to Non-Faction. (2012-06-04 00:09:38).
- (2 times) Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Justas and hit for 7 points of slashing damage. You gain 3 experience points! His armor soaked 3 points of damage. (2012-06-04 00:09:42).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Harrower and hit for 7 points of slashing damage. You gain 3 experience points! His armor soaked 3 points of damage. (2012-06-04 00:09:42).
- You say, "IT IS OVER!!!!!" (2012-06-04 00:09:48).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Justas and hit for 7 points of slashing damage. You gain 3 experience points! His armor soaked 3 points of damage. (2012-06-04 00:09:52).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Justas and missed. (2012-06-04 00:09:52).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Harrower and missed. (2012-06-04 00:09:52).
- You have changed the stance of all of your pets to Aggressive to Hostiles. (2012-06-04 00:09:57).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Cheney and hit for 8 points of slashing damage. You gain 4 experience points! His armor soaked 2 points of damage. (2012-06-04 00:10:02).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Justas and hit for 7 points of slashing damage. You gain 3 experience points! His armor soaked 3 points of damage. (2012-06-04 00:10:02).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked DeathMobile 65000 and hit for 10 points of slashing damage. You gain 5 experience points! (2012-06-04 00:10:02).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Cheney and hit for 8 points of slashing damage. You gain 4 experience points! His armor soaked 2 points of damage. (2012-06-04 00:10:12).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Justas and missed. (2012-06-04 00:10:12).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked DeathMobile 65000 and hit for 10 points of slashing damage. You gain 5 experience points! (2012-06-04 00:10:12).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Cheney and missed. (2012-06-04 00:10:22).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Justas and missed. (2012-06-04 00:10:22).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked DeathMobile 65000 and hit for 10 points of slashing damage. You gain 5 experience points! (2012-06-04 00:10:22).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Cheney and hit for 8 points of slashing damage. You gain 4 experience points! His armor soaked 2 points of damage. (2012-06-04 00:10:32).
- Ghoul, belonging to Paul Hoang, attacked Justas, killing them! Their corpse rises as a ghoul in the service of Paul Hoang! (2012-06-04 00:10:32).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Justas and hit for 7 points of slashing damage. You gain 3 experience points! His armor soaked 3 points of damage. This was enough to kill them! You gain an additional 12 experience points! Their corpse rises as a ghoul in your service! (2012-06-04 00:10:32).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked DeathMobile 65000 and missed. (2012-06-04 00:10:32).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked Cheney and hit for 8 points of slashing damage. You gain 4 experience points! His armor soaked 2 points of damage. (2012-06-04 00:10:42).
- Ghoul, belonging to Paul Hoang, attacked DeathMobile 65000, killing them! Their corpse rises as a ghoul in the service of Paul Hoang! (2012-06-04 00:10:42).
- Your pet, Ghoul, attacked DeathMobile 65000 and hit for 10 points of slashing damage. You gain 5 experience points! This was enough to kill them! You gain an additional 10 experience points! Their corpse rises as a ghoul in your service! (2012-06-04 00:10:42).
- Schrodinger's Cat of CHAOS CHAOS CHAOS grasped the unprotected faction standard of the faction claiming this location. With a low rumble, the magic of the location dissipates. (2012-06-04 00:13:43).
Schrodinger's Cat hopes that we can all just get along.
Garrh! Ye mangy flea-ridden scamp! So's now I'm indebted ter ye? A free sauce o' milk e'ery time this skulkin' feline sneaks in th' door and pisses on th' pub piano?
A pox on ye! Wretched lynx! Ye'll get yer free booze, an' wi' proper customer service! By garrh an' ter hell, back in my day, cats were in th' barn, killin' mice as good an proper... not confusin' th' hell out o' me by blinkin' in an out o' boxes!
An' th' rest o' ye go ter hell too! Got-damnit some days i just bain't up ter all this hobnobbery an' nonsense. In my day we woke up wi' th' Gin already in us, an' drank twice more just ter give it some company!
Ye wee piss-ants! Ye frog-freckled fiends! Piss on ye!
/me for unknown reasons rings the bell behind the pub cashbox, and laughs to himself at some unspoken joke, which he then proceeds to not share with the rest of you.
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