Orlan

I'm apart of an Earthdawn campaign and, like the last time I was doing some table top RPing, I decided my character would write a story that tells his tale. So basically this is what happens as we run through the campaign Terror in the Skies. I am Kei'Sar, T'skrang Swordmaster (Center on the bottom). The others I introduce, just a side note, a windling is something along the lines of a 15 inch tall elf with dragonfly wings. You can read up on the interweb if you're really interested. Also, just a note, I wrote this in like a day and I'm not worrying about grammer, spelling, yadda yadda yadda but as long as I do this real quick I can get it out of my mind so I can concentrate on my third story with Taleth

My Bad. Fixed now on Tan.

Orlan, Elder of the Pen, Lord of Pants (whenever he can find em), Ranked number 3 in the national Clog Dancing League, walks by the sign-up list, mostly oblivious to it, but his Sexyness®© took matters into it's own hands, scribing in big script across the applicants "Orlan, Sexy Sexy Man". Orlan continues algo, oblivious to any undertaking...

People passed through the enterence to the party with relative ease, or relative to the last time that Wyvern threw a party. Entire nations now were to be alerted whenever Wyvern was planning a party, thus entire nations knew when to simultaneously brace for impact and brace for party time. Many of those nations had people lined up out front, trying to get in but being turned away at the door for lack of invite or lack of gift. Two of these "bouncers" stood near the enterance with clipboards and secrect service style earplugs, surveying the crowd, making sure any rowdy folks were dealt with quickly....and escorted into the party. "Hey Jim, do you hear something?" said one of the two. Jim turned to his companion. "Hear what, Mitch?" Jim asked. Mitch stretched his neck and strained his ears. "It's almost like a voice..." Jim said. Mitch strained his ears too. Sure enough Mitch heard it, like a slight buzz in the back of his ear. And it was getting louder. "What do you suppose it is?" Mitch asked. A few seconds later both men could make out the noise now, and it was rapidly approaching. "AAaaAaaAaaAAAaAAaAAAaAAaAaaAAAAAAaAaaAAaaaAaAAahhHHHhhh!!!!" BOOM!!!!! Part of the ceiling exploded in a fury of stone and more stone. It was a shower of stone and more stone. It was stonetastic, stonealicious even some may say stoneaholic. People cowered away, some ran for cover and others used the person next to them as a human shield. After a while the chaos finally calmed and Mitch and Jim creeped over to investigate the destruction and glanced over a large pile of stones. Suddenly the stones pulsed with power, erupting in a light of unfathomable brightness. All averted thier eyes least they get seethed in the.....eh I'm sick of painting the picture, you get it. Mitch and Jim fell back and giant golden wings blast from under the stones, sending them flying in every direction. The wings where attached to a suit of the blackest armor, dark like the night was....uh....dark. A booming voice came from the armor. "Behold! I am the Lord of All, King of Destruction, Master of Malice....I am the end of all! I come here today for one purpose! That purpose is.....uh.....uh.....oh crap." The armor reached into its pocket and took out a piece of paper and brough it to its face. "...oh yeah....Little Jimmy Bashawitzstiens Bar Mitzvah!" "Uh....this is not a Bar Mitzvah...." Jim said through a quavering voice. The suit of armor glanced down upon Jim. "What?!" the armor said. "This is not a Bar Mitzvah....uh...sir," Jim said, wishing he could run away. "You're joking....." the armor said as it looked around. "Well oh shi-" The giant wings erupted in light and blinded everyone, when vision returned Orlan, Sexy Sexy Man, Elder of Bards, stood there in his finest black suit and glowing blood red tie. "I must have taken a wrong turn at Katmandu.....what is this shingdig then?" Orlan asked. "It's a ....b-b-bithday party for the Quincunx....and lunar eclipse..." Jim managaed to stutter out. "Birthday....oh yeah it's Tzim's day...now I remember...she was my 9:45...Meh too bad lil' Jimmy and his Bar Mitzvah, it's party time." "Wait!" Mitch said as Orlan began to walk in. Orlan stopped and glanced back at Mitch. "Yyyyeeeeessssss?" Orlan asked with a tone of voice not unlike a distraught mother admonishing her child. "Uh, you have to put in a gift for her," Mitch said. Orlan glanced at the pile of underwear that stood just beyond the threshold of the doors. Orlan snorted and continued walking. Mitch and Jim both ran and intercepted him, barring him from entering. "I'm sorry sir we can't let anyone in without a gift." "Oh I see...well in that case..." Orlan's body exploded in light and once again the golden winged armor stood towering over the two men. "Who dares block me!?! I shall ENTER!" the armor roared. "B-b-b-b-ut it's Wyvern's orders that we don't let anyone in." The armor once again vanished and Orlan stood there now in a glowing blue tie. "Well if it's Wyvern's order then I can't help but.....OH MY GOD! What's THAT?!" Orlan shouted, pointing to the side with a flourish. Both Mitch and Jim turned and looked in alarm. Orlan snuck by. "I can't believe that worked..." Orlan said and he entered the party to look for Tzimfemme.

That's bull! You're ALWAYS at the "cute" age ;P

Well it was April 1st yesterday and as a birthday present for the near and dear woman in my life she and I went to see Rockapella in concert. What is Rockapella you ask? Well I'm glad you asked. Rockapella is a group of 5 men who make music without the aid of any other instrument but thier voices. This is a capella. I've loved a capella for a long time, unplugged goes alot with a capella in my likes too. You can mix anything to make it sound good, but if you can makes things sound good without any aid then I have a great respect for you. Rockapella is alot like a cover band, but it's also different. Yes they do covers of songs but they do the same song without any instruments. The firts song they did was House of the Rising Sun. 5 men. One Base, three melody and then the last guy, a human drum machine. I've heard beatboxers and the like but they had nothing on the human drum machine. He made things (other than spit) come out of his mouth that shocked and amaze everyone. They did an original song next then a few mroe covers, then they talked about doing the song they were most famous for and suddenly the world wanted some coffee. They then took a woman up on stage and serenaded her with My Girl and Pretty Woman. Then we got Papa was a Rolling Stone from the bass and then truly the greatest song of Rockapella history, Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego? First rule in concerts, if the house lights don't go up, another encore is coming out. They came back out once and sang Shambala, a great song, and then did one more then left again. The second encore they sang to a young lady who flew in from Geramany. This time though they sang without any mics and it was neat to listen to everyone stay silent and strain to hear the music. They then ended with a great song Blah, Blah, Blah. Overall, it was a good concert, I was pleased with it. When you have no physical instruments it's hard to make showmanship, but they did. I liked it, it was a little empty in the seats though, but to be fair the great Van Morrison had a concert the same night so I'm sure Rockapella lost some people to that

Pshaw, you people confuse me..... I arrogantly ACCEPT the nomination! And echo the rest of those noiminations, and just one of Tzim's personalities might not be enough I'd say at least Rosemary and Rydia....that covers a big chunk. You could always split the Quin into 4 parter

Lord of the pants without pants.....it's the irony dagnabit....think of the irony!

The Fix-it Gnome is a position I use every once and a while. I didn't want to mess with my own permissions to I created the Fix-It Gnome group as an uber group so I can switch to it and have total access to fix problems and bugs that come up. Though Ayshela's explanation is more phun teehee

Nope, I know the problem, when I can get in I'll fix it. -- FIXED.

Should be fixed

Looking into it

What's the error you're getting when you upload?

That's right. Our relationship with the wonderful www.themightypen.net is just over one year old, and she's as beautiful as ever. We've had some problems here and there but like all good relationships...we took her dress and put it on a different woman in a different location. Now all is good....or at least until she realizes that some of use have been cheating on her with other websites (Twoskies.net and the soontobe SteelFoxStudios.com I am looking in your general directions!). But for now I gladly raise a glass to www.themightypen.net and her sleek and sexy design, her wonderful birthgiver Rune, her good-for-nothing father Peredhil, her Uncle that noone talks about Jechum, the strict taskmaster Gwaihir(think a nun with a ruler....but without the nun) and most importantly, the Sexy Sexy man who has stolen themightypen.net's heart and whisked her away to a new place....and has the domain fees, Orlan! Yay for me, I rule. Go Orlan, Go Orlan, it's your birthday....er no it's not, it's everyone's Anniversery! Happy Anniversary themightypen.net!

themigh is the hosting company's pointer, not ours. This should be fixed, there was some code that needed to be changed in the Poll file that I must not have gotten completely changed enough so it went haywire. Hopefully it all works now. Let me know if anyone gets anymore problems.

In school til late, I'll see if I can get some time before then.

It broked. It'll prolly get fixed once School schedule gets back to normal

Yeah that didn't work. For now, such is life, if you get the mail error just ignore it. The thing is posted.

Tried something else now, lemme know if people still get the error message.

Tried something new, let me know if the email error occurs. If it DOES, let me know and also know that if you do get this error, your post will go through.

Yeah, the difference betwixt then and than is one of those internet words which the fingers type before knowing what they're doing. It's changed though for the anal retentive so no more worries.

Try going to the web page and just hitting refresh Tralla. My browser always does that.

Tralla: Chances are the front page was just cached and you saw an old one. Purple_shadows: Next time that happens copy the errors or screen print them and then let me know, I can't do much without knowing what the actual error was. Once I know what it is I can track it down. Wyvie:

Anyone else get the email problem? And it's funny you should mention nakie time after I get back from Vegas after having dinner with nakie time enthusists Nozradd and Xenis ;P

Most things should be up and running, let me know in this thread is there are any sort of problems or issues and I'll see about getting them fixed. Orlan