Lady Celes Crusader

Tim ponders about the previous events he thinks for a moment about Doug. - Amateur! Only losers who have no self-confidence would have accepted to ruin a competutor's studio. But apparently, this one is not alone. While the voice -over reads the text of this new advertisement he had to record, he wince at the whole stupidity of the text. - Can anyone can tell me who laid down this piece of crap? It is horrid! A poor writer decided to modify the text to Tim's taste while keeping the aim at the original idea. The voice-over reads the new essay and nods. - It's not the best text I've read but it is a major improvement from what I've laid my eyes on earlier. Therefore, Tim resumes his recording session.

Tim Price was taking a break while sipping a mix of boiled water, citrus juice and honey. News about the sabotage was now rampant and it obviously demoralize everyone. Terry, who decides to go on his five minutes break as well, decides to fish the voice-over's opinion about the whole thing. - I'm maybe not the most knowledgeable when it comes to special effects, but I firmly believe that whoever is the saboteur must know what he was doing. I somehow believe that Doug could have done it. Terry smirks. - I'm glad to know that you and I are thinking alike. (OOC:A vote against Doug/Akallabeth.)

Congrats for your new daughter. Hum... as for a name, I suggest Florence.

Tim Price was rewiewing the voice-over script for this particular episode. When Marisa wlks over him, he knows exactly what she wanted. - You're lucky. It seems that your son's character is already given a lenghtier presentation. His suave voice would have melt any lady's heart but Marisa's, who's obviously impervious to such charm. She quickly glances at the text. - It is lenghtier, but not enough. If you can slip in a couple more words in it, I would be sastisfied. - I'll think of something, to make up for this. Marisa smirks briefly before turning her back to Tim. - I know you will. She then smoothly walks way, leaving the voice-over man slghtly upset. He then rereads the script and heads into the voice-recording studio, repeating his text.

*jumps up and down happilly* Congrats, Zariah!

Tim Price wasn't surprise by the natore of Stephen's speech; he's experimented enough to know that producers always want more ratings. The voice-over man knows that he have a busy day ahead; three commercials to record, the voice-over for today's show and his late night horror movie presentation. He heads in the recording studio, with the texts of all three commercials in hand.

*lol* Awesome ending! I must admit that both Gryphon and I were surprised that we were partners in crime in two WW games in a row.

Congratulations to everyone!

Well, now it's two against me but I don't mind at all.

I sign in as Tim Price, the voice-over man by excellence and the host of the late night Horror movie presentation where he takes the guise of a handsome Dracula. If you need a voice for your cheezy ads or cheezy series, he's your man.

Que-essa eyes Klen who obviously decides to attack her. She is no fool an stares at her potential challenger, ready. She feels his rages but she senses some fear within his heart; she'll exploit this weakness. - Come Klen, I know that I am the target of your fury. Come, unleash this anger of yours. (OOC: A vote against Ozymandias/Klen)

I've searched on Google.

The animosity between Palu and Reaver reached to a point that both lightsabers finally clashes between them. The battle was fierced and both constantly used the force to throw objects at each others. Palu manages to throw an objet that hits Reaver's head. While the wounded one tries to stand up, Palu decapitated him without mercy. However, Reaver's body dissapear like many Jedi's does when he dies, at least that's what they have been told. - It appears that Palu finally found one Jedi. Let's check what he had on him. Que-essa loots what remains of Reaver's clothing and found a badly burned out paper. The writing seems to be some sort of coding. - He was definatly one of the spies. It even have their symbol right here. The human Sith tosses it in disgust. She then decides to practice her lightsaber rituals in order to cleanse herself from touching the Jedi's remains.

Happy Birthday for the both of you. *gives big hugs*

Welcome back Salinye! I did vote too although that it doesn't really matter that much as long as you have a very healthy baby.

The latest events were stirring that Reaver Malice was among the suspects. While doubtful, Que-essa rather gather her thoughts in clarity before sending a potential ally such as Rukmini in early demise. - How many of us must be slained before we uncover the spies? We near clear answer instead to shine over this dark riddle. She cracks all of her bones, preparing herself for the next duel. - My sword shall tear into the truth. (OOC: No accusation yet.)

Que-essa was impressed with the previous fight, but was dissapointed that the Jedi eluded them. She will have to meditate hard in order to find the ennemy.

Although it's double work, the process of translation is fun because it forces to pushes ourselves over the limits of different tongues. As I cannot judge the German version, the English version is very interesting nonethless.

Que-essa was intrigued by the recent news: what Jedi would have been silly enough to walk in the Wolves' den? In Coruscan, she had seen as much Sith as she had seen Jedi and she knows how Jedi behave. She eyes Rukmini and listens to her instinct. ((OOC: A vote against Sweetcherrie/Rukmini))

When she heard the announce, Que-essa keeps all of her feelings to herself, since she perfectly knows that it can be used against herself. It is exciting news but she knows that she should focus on the present moment. The apprentice from Coruscan keeps on eating her meal, clad in her favorite robe. Her bald skull is bearing a sophisticated tattoo that remotly ressembled a crescent moon with a tribal twist. When she was finished with her meal. She gazes briefly at her comrades with her deep violet eyes, only to shift back in her thoughts.

It was a very good game. However, it pained me to have to remove Quincunx as much as it does to everyone else, although we had to do it, gamewise.

Name: Que-essa Damon Race: Human Planet of Origin: Coruscan History: Since she was of a young age, she had always been drawn by the dark side of everything. She senses the force within her and realizes how easy she could use it to manipulate people to act as she desires so. She had been approached by a Sith who was more than eager to send her to the Sith academy. Since then, she keeps exploiting the Force toward her own ends.

Happy Birthday! I wish you joy and health.

I definatly want to play this one!

Brother Mathieu watches as Brother Igotafilm leaves. The air is thickier than ever, as him and the remaining monks are looks at each others with distrust. Only five of them remains and nobody knows for sure if there's only one killer... or more. Brother Mathieu makes a last tour in the gardens, then he heads back in his quarters, praying for everyone's safety.