Stavos Vanilli Is Your Guest DM Today Via CB okay der tedorore you got the stuffs! is it all in the fittings of the pockets? what is the value of the stuffs i dont know!

okay you are pickings the lock. u didnt roll the blog so i rolled blog fr u. i rolled you a 50!!! right on the even moneys!! does that picking the lock i dunno prob not huh there big guy!!!!!

okay yeh it is lookings like the chums of charons have these magic rings!!! pretty neat i agree with you sir!!! they are some fine fellows there on ur airship or so it might be seeming!!!!

okay i will do the checkings of the passenger status and get back to you on that one mr teodoro.

okay i did the online transactions on the ebay.com and having the players guide to dungeons and dragons. lookings at the invisibility spell it says you are the invisible guy for 8 hrs do you know what i mean!!!! that spell is so crazy how did you convincing dungeonmaster to have it in this blog gaming!!!?

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okay heres some informations about the airships peoples.

the mr bekkers is the bullshits ambassador!!!! it looks like he is the making of a villain or something do u kno what i mean!!!! what a bad guy he might be on the airships!!!!

the once princess's is the other passenger there on airships. she is dead or something.

you are a passenger on the airships am i right?!!!

there is a azother passenger and a thenody passengers and mr tott the boss is a passenger!! you look around and you see mr tott!! plus some other guys there dang and what happened to thaka. i guess she dead. i see on the blog bars side that cindere the theif is a pc!!!!! where he at!!!!

you see chums of charons passengers, like dan and tom and henry and mike and bob i think are there names. oh and the nameless warrior. hes doin good!

thats all i think. i will edit this post if the more informations is discovered.

what will you do?

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here is more eagles elfs eyes lotr lols!!! you will please be enjoying what i found on the world wide webs!!


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  Friday's Eagle

Labels: bald eagle, faux eagle

  ¶ 11:34 AM 0 comments

  Theodore Koppel I pocket the ring, key and number, of course.

I then try to pick the lock on the 1st class cabin.

Are the CoCs really wearing rings? -That's pretty cool. Also, can I get a status on the all the passengers?

How long does invisibility last?

That K. Roop thing killed me.

Labels: Kerry fucking Roop

  ¶ 10:40 AM 0 comments

  A CB Transmission From Stavos Vanilli

Labels: dag sees no parachutes around, the cocs tell you they all have feather fall rings in case of emergency

  ¶ 11:20 PM 0 comments

  Dag I lay down some mad crazy beat box shit under KT's rhymes.
-Beat Box check - d20 BR 6 (aw yeah)

Rob, retconning a little bit here... do I see any parachutes around? Maybe I root through some closets or something.

I ask one of the cocks--er I mean one of the CoC's "Can these seat cushions be used as flotation devices?

[excellent lyrical manipulation KT.... Kerry Roop... Kerry fucking Roop... well done... I am speechless]

Labels: Kerry fucking Roop, speechless

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  KT After I bust my rap, I use my phone (or w/e Stavos gave me) to get in touch with Stavos, that religious group that Thaka made contact with, the Prince (or is he dead?) and anyone else that I can think of. I tell them what we saw about Beakers, and that he's got the Princess now, and that we think he's going to juice her.  ¶ 3:46 PM 0 comments

  KT Post-regicide? Mad points there.

Drop me a beat.

"Now see here, Beakerz,
ice creamz be sneakerz,
keep your handz off that chick
and re-direct your peeperz

Towards me,
the KT,
the star and the M.C.
while I destroy you via rap,
vigorously.

My beats make you go deaf,
I start cold fronts when I take a deep breath.
My specialty is getting the girls naked
While my crew gets ba-ked.

I got the wrist wear and neck wear that's captivating,
But it's the rhymez and the beatz that's got the Princess salivating.
You got a nice 'lil pop ballad,
But I wear more karats than a salad.

Rick, Dan, whoever, if you don't know me
Put a bill in your mouth like your name was Monica Lewinski.
I'm a gangsta, but you knew that,
I'll come out on top, true that.

When the pimp's in the crib,
drop it like it's hot.
When you flying a blimp,
Park it like it's hot.
When Beakerz tries to f*ck with you,
pop him like it's hot.
Like that Dog named Snoop,
Respect, no, fear me,
or I'ma beat that azz like Kerry Roop.

I'm so boss,
You know that's right,
Ain't nobody can floss,
like me, KT, cause I keep it tite."  ¶ 10:43 AM 0 comments

  A Creepy DiD Moment The Ambassador seems to have control of the radio here, and puts in his own music.

He picks up the unconscious body of the Princess, and starts dancing around the Airship with her, all romantic like. He sings along...


If I wrote you a symphony
Just to say how much you mean to me
If I told you you were beautiful
Would you date me instead of KT
Well, baby I've been around the world
But I ain't seen myself another girl
This ring here represents my heart
But there's just one thing I need from you

Yeah, because
I can see us holding hands
Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand
I can see us on the countryside
Sitting on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my love

(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love

Now, if I wrote you a love note
And made you smile with every word I wrote
Would that make you want to change your NPCs
And wanna be the one on my team
See, what's the point of waiting anymore?
Cause girl I've never been more sure
This ring here represents my heart
And everything that you've been waiting for
(Just say "I do")

Yeah, because
I can see us holding hands
Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand
I can see us on Twilos, post-regicide
Sitting in the cave, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Like Kevin Spacey
See, all I want you to do is be my love

(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) My love
(So don't give away) Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love

Alright it's time to get it KT
I don't know why she hesitates man
Shorty, cool as a fan
On the new once again
But, still has fan from Peru to Japan
Listen baby, I don't wanna ruin your plan
If you got a man, try to lose him if you can
Cause the girls worldwide throw their hands up high
When they wanna come kick it wit a stand up guy
(Trust me) You don't really wanna let the chance go by
Cause you ain't been seen wit an Ambassador so fly
Baby Chums so fly I can go fly
Private, cause I handle my B.I.
They call me Candle Guy, simply because I am on fire
I hate to have to cancel my vacation so you can't deny
I'm patient, but I ain't gonna try
You don't come, I ain't gonna die
Hold up, what you mean, you can't go why?
Me and your N.P. we ain't no tie
You say you wanna kick it when I ain't so high?
Well, baby it's obvious that I ain't your guy
Ain't gon' lie, I feel your MySpace
But don't forget my face, or I swear I will
St. Bart, St. Bulla anywhere I chill
Just bring me PCs, I will kill

I can see us holding hands
Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand
I can see us on the countryside
Sitting on the grass, laying side by side
You could have my baby, make me over into your lady
Prince or Princess, you amaze me
Ain't gotta roll 20s
See, all I want you to do is be my love

(Love) My love
(Love) My love
(Love) Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love
(Love) My love
(Love) My love
(Love) Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love

Ooooh, girl
My love
My love

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It's creepy. Even creepier when he smiles dreamily, eyes closed, lost in the moment, and says to you: "You know you really shouldn't witness any of this. I'll have to have you all killed right after we dock. Mmm."

...

While The Ambassador is dancing his nasty dance, Theo picks his pocket. No problem there, nice rolls. You find an engagement ring in a box. You find a silver key. You find a phone number written on the back of a fortune cookie fortune: 900-866-0713, with the word 'LIVeR' written underneath it. Weird.

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Upstairs, the Business Class quarters are locked, sorry pal. You look out the window. You're just at the cloud level, maybe 8,000 feet up? That's a lot of d6s if you were to fall.

Rick is out in the common area with the other (surviving) CoCs, so it looks like this ship is on autopilot. He cracks open a Rolling Rock and is all like "So, what's up with you guys? Who are you guys anyway?"

The Ambassador is lovingly stroking the Princess's hair, and seems to be ignoring you lot.

Labels: ugh

  ¶ 8:47 PM 0 comments

  Theodore Koppel I pick Mr. Bekker's pocket.

BR:09! -And invisible! HA!

-No one.

I then go up and investigate 1st class. Is this a blimp? A hot-air balloon? How high are we? Who is driving?

What's in 1st class? What was in the Ambassador's pocket?  ¶ 12:47 PM

  Dude Dude, it takes 1d10 rounds to Open Locks.

I rolled a d10.

I rolled a 6.

The Chums got on board before you hotwired it.

Besides, just because you can hotwire a car/plane/space shuttle, doesn't mean you know how to drive it. If you hotwired a bridge with all your friends, would you jump off it too?

Kids these days.

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EDIT: Yeah, Bekkers is the original Mr. Prince Juice.

Labels: bridge, hotwire, space shuttle

  ¶ 6:15 PM 0 comments

  KT Is Bekkers the guy that was juicing the Prince? Why is he here? I'll give the Chums the benefit of the doubt, either he duped them into rescuing the Princess so that he could get her, or he wanted the Daughers to weaken the Chums so that he could set up an ambush to kill them. Since it's hard and dangerous to ambush a flying blimp, I'm thinking that the Daughters kidnapped the Princess, but he needs to juice her, so he got the Chums to rescue her.

I'm not sure the Chums are "good," Charon is somewhat Chaotic/evil, they might just be in this for the cash and prestige. So I'm not sure we can talk to them. In fact, I'm not sure if Tut is good, I'm not sure that he cares at all about whether or not she gets juiced...it might just be better to level and get some cash.  ¶ 4:09 PM 0 comments

  Theodore Koppel Wha?! I can't hot-wire a blimp?

I don't need keys. If you note, I've got Street Skillz and Open Locks. Both of which were made by my d20 and d100 rolls. -I had four rounds, too! What are those skillz good for if not hot-wiring dirigibles? And, Alonso wasn't watching shit. I am invisible.

Playa hatin'. Straight, cold playa hatin'. C'mon, what's a Gnome gotta do? My plan was sweet.

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Well, I am still invisible.

No one suspects the invisible Gnome. No one.

Labels: cold, very cold

  ¶ 3:47 PM 0 comments

  Some Are Silver, The Others Gold Nice Entangle there. It does the job.

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You all board the Airship with the Princess. Theodore, no, what you need is not a d20 roll. Or a freshly baked roll. What you need are the keys. And maybe a couple hundred hours of in-air flight experience.

You guys fumble around for a few rounds. Alonso watches with some concern as you try to hotwire the Airship. He still offers Nestea to any takers.

The control panels, by the way, aren't that complicated- it's sort of like a couple X-box controllers. You do manage to find the radio. You turn it on. Apparently there's a Depeche Mode mixtape in the tape player. But you don't have a ton of time before the Chums show back up.

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"Hey there guys." The Chums bring dead Dan on board, and help the armless Nameless Warrior get on the ship. He looks pretty bad. He's got an old t-shirt tied around each shoulder stump. In fact, given his wardrobe, he looks a lot like this:














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Rick kicks you off the controls. "Eh, what you doin', man. Take a seat guys, and don't forget to buckle up!" Rick launches the Airship into the clouds. It's a bumpy takeoff, but kinda crazy, and you all look out the portholes and watch the land shrink away. Hey, there's mini-Gorgos! And Mammon's Point!

The ride smooths out after 20-30 minutes, and the Fasten Seatbelts sign clicks off. Jim and Tom are hanging out with Nameless, giving him some booze for the pain. Jim yells: "Hey Ambassador! Mission Accomplished! Come on down and let's knock back a couple!"

From the First-Class Seating upstairs, comes a familiar face... Ambassador Bekkers! He pauses for a brief moment when he sees the lot of you, but he plays it cool. "Well this is an unexpected... surprise." Hmm. He regards Nameless. "Oh dear me, the poor fellow. Is the Princess alright?" He goes over to where she's sleeping and checks her pulse. "Mm. Good. Very good, well done my friends." He claps Tom and Jim on the shoulders, and smiles at Rick when Rick comes out of the cockpit.

Hmm.

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I'm... taking a ride... with my best friend...

Labels: airship, ambassador bekkers, chums of charon, depeche mode, mixtape, princess onze, WTF

  ¶ 3:04 PM 0 comments

  Theodore Koppel -Inserting large roll into mouth.

Labels: mummffll

  ¶ 2:55 PM 0 comments

  KT I Entangle the retard so we can bail (holy sh*t druid magic may actually be semi-useful once!).

Peace out O-dog.  ¶ 10:15 AM 0 comments

  Theodore Koppel Ok, it this thing tethered or not? If so, I untie it. -Mind you, I am still invisible.

We've got a few rounds while the Chums are preoccupied, and I spend those on getting this thing off the ground.

Ms. Threnody, you best get your ass to Gate 3B, princess or not. Your flight is leaving.

If I need a d20 check, BR:13. A d00, BR:22.

Labels: this is your captain speaking

  ¶ 12:33 PM 0 comments

  Olaf Totally Sucker Punched You Okay, while crazy combat goes on around you, you GTFO.

To the airship. Threnody first asks Olaf whassup. Olaf yells something about needing to save the Princess and clocks you silly for 12 hp dmg. Melee with the retard, yo.

Labels: melee with a retard yo

  ¶ 1:58 AM 0 comments