The BEGINNING!

[RangerShade]

(OOC: Well it seems we're missing a player or three, which leaves the rest of us stuck ^^')

IC:

Lucky wondered if there was a free movie on this trip, time always seemed to slow down when he was being tossed through the air. He should be getting frequent flier miles the way angry wizards kept blasting him around with their unmanly fireballs, wussy lightning bolts, and little girl style Ultima spells.

[Carthrat]

OOC: Just a warning to everyone, but specifically Shade and Kwok ^_^. Don't overdo the whole perversion thing. It's all well and good to go after women, but when you start using the remarks for everything, it gets a tad sillier than this should be.

Remember, people. This is a Cliche Fantasy, not a Cliche Forum RPG, if you know what I mean. Don't escalate the stupidity any further than it already has been.

[Kwokinator]

OOC:  Hey!  Heezan isn't perverted! ^_^;;

[Carthrat]

OOC: No, but you are ^_^

[Kwokinator]

OOC:  *smacks Rat* Hey! >_<

Everyone!  Post! ^_^;;

*wonders when Heezan should wake up*

[Carthrat]

OOC: *sighs* I hate doing this >_<

IC: A few minutes later..

Lying against the tavern wall were Heezan and Lucky, who were now tied up, and would most likely remain that way until they agreed to be "Conscripted, Cleansed and Caused." Chances were they would be there for some time. Then again, with they're being relatively intelligent fellows, that might not be so long.

Once again, Fred opened his mouth...

[Rezantis]

...and closed it again, with an audible snap as his stomach started rumbling.

"Vital to the CAUSE as our mission is, amongst the SACRED TENETS of the CAUSE is that we must all eat HOTDOGS ON FRIDAYS!  This is not only a FRIDAY, but it is LUNCH-TIME!  Thus, in the name of the cause, I DEMAND HOTDOGS!  HOTDOGS for ALL!."

"Go forth, valiant comrades!  For in the name of the cause, we shall visit upon ourselves a RIGHTEOUS LUNCHEON!"

OOC:  Rat, feel free to delete this, but certain people wanted me to post and I couldn't remember what you wanted me to say.  ^_^

[Carthrat]

The barman grunted.

"It's Monday. We had the Escaville Games yesterday, which was Sunday, so now it's Monday. Stupid priests.. but I've got some gruel."

[Kwokinator]

"Yeah!" Heezan rallied from his position of being hog-tied. "Food for all!  Release me and we shall have righteous luncheon!"

He almost shuddered visibly as he said it.  How could Fred SPEAK like that?  But hey, anything to be released...

[RangerShade]

Lucky checked his bonds. Yup, good and tight.

Then he checked for a gag. None. Lucky!

While the others were distracted with their talk of hot dogs (and he wondered what kind of barbarians ate *dogs* for pete's sake) he hummed "The Prisoner's Lament" softly and was rewarded a moment later by the ropes holding him loosening and quietly slipped free.

Disappointed to find the girls nowhere in sight (or glomping range) the pragmatic bard decided to do what he'd intended before getting distracted. Namely, play a little music, earn a little cash, and find some suck-er-adventurer types to hang around to do all the hard work while he got rich.

Finding his trusty bagpipes nearby, Lucky began to play....again. ^_^

'O' the road be a mighty hard life mate, but if you wanna get rich its the right quick way to go...'

[Anonymous]

John's eyebrow was violently twitching by this point, and he decided he needed to get away...

Preferably before he snapped and went berserker, or some such.

THAT would just ruin his day.

Quickly sneaking out of the tavern, he breathed a sigh of relief.

FINALLY free from the insanity!

[Carthrat]

OOC: Olg, think about what you just said.

I'll give you a day to decide if you want to delete the message or not.

If you choose not to.. well, it's great fun for me ^_^

[Carthrat]

As John gave thanks to god for freeing him from the insanity...

*TarantaranantantantanTAAAAAA!*

A huge procession started walking through Escaville, waving giant banners. On the banners was a symbol of a scroll being clenched by a gauntleted hand.

"FOR THE CAUSE!"

"FOR THE CAUSE!"

"THE HOLY FRIDAY IS UPON US!"

"THE HOLY FRIDAY IS UPON US!"

"hangon, isn't it Saturday-"

The man who said this promptly dissapeared back into the procession. Muffled grunts soon came from this direction, but the trumpets and chanters were too loud for anyone to hear.

"HOTDOGS!"

"HOTDOGS!"

"GET YOUR HOTDOGS!"

"GET YOUR HOTDOGS!"

"FOR SUSTENANCE IN THE FORM OF PIG IS HEALTHY!"

"FOR SUSTENANCE IN THE FORM OF PIG IS HEALTHY!"

"AND THE HOTDOGS ARE ONLY A SINGLE SILVER PIECE!

With an offer like that, the villagers of Escaville couldn't back out on the feeble note that it was Saturday.

[Anonymous]

John looked on, jaw agape. To think that he once thought FRED was the biggest nutjob.

"I...think I'd better head back inside, that I do." With that, he dashed back into the tavern.

Slamming the door shut after him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He'd rather deal with the KNOWN wackos, thank you very much.

[TannimFodder]

Hammerfist grumbled a bit under his breath.  When would they get back to fighting the forces of darkness?  

In the meantime, Axebeard decided to chow down on some hotdogs.  Delicious!