ATM II Planning/Discussion Thread

[Anguirel]

Lord above. Sorry Lhuna, I was slow on the uptake...

[Lhunardawen]

No problem.

[Anguirel]

A wee synopsis for Hookbill's benefit-

The ambassadors met for an ice-breaker where several of them told two truths and a lie.

But things were interrupted when news came than loads of Mordorians had escaped-King Roggie called off negotiations.

Maika, Skittles, Smilog if you wish, Dracomir, Alli and Lola are about to set off to persuade King Roggie to change his mind. We're just waiting for Lola now.

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Ah, thank you. I thought it was something like that. I just got a little lost.

With this dyslexia of mine, I have to read though things at least twice before I get the gist.

EDIT/

I've just posted on the game. Smilog has got himself lost in the corridors looking for Roggie. He blames "That Dratted Creature".

[the guy who be short]

Firstly, Formy, you need to edit your post now that Boromir has editted his. Our talk with Bearugard now takes place in his chambers, not Hyarmanwe's. I think that only means editting about one paragraph.

Second on my agenda is that we (Me, Form, Boro) should probably plan posts with one another before we write them up. This means the tale can be told more quickly, and with less repetition of events to fill in emotions, motives, etc. I'm basically proposing allowing other people to fill in the viewpoint of your character, with your approval, by organising it beforehand. This applies as long as we're all interacting on a high frequency basis. What do you guys think?

Anguirel... I'd say sorry for abusing you so, but I know you and Malfoidacil will be able to overcome anything we throw at you.

Form, what does Hyar- mean? My wordlists indicate that your name means either "plough-Manwe" or "cleave-Manwe," both of which seem a little sacreligious both for you and for your character.

I conclude this post by saying that this RPG is causing me to think of you guys by your RPG names and cannot be good for my health.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

One thing about the otherwise perfect synopsis: Alli left them to do it by themselves.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

CHARACTER DESCRIPTION FORM


posted to proposal ~*~ Pio

NAME: Illamatar

AGE: eternal

RACE: Supreme Diety

GENDER: questionable, though encourages the pronoun “He”

WEAPONS: deau ex machina

APPEARANCE: though he is able to change appearance at will and may appear differently to many present in one situation, he favors a guise somewhat reminiscent of a long-necked, deep-eyed, bleating quadruped. Occasionally prefers invisibility.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Omnipotent, but likes to watch mortals struggle. After all, omnipotence and eternal life get boring. Still, there are times that he considers the action of the world to be similar to an obnoxious commercial playing during an excellent film and feels the need to hit fast-forward, or at the very least record the commercial, upload it onto his Mac, and digitally manipulate it into something far more interesting.

HISTORY: In the beginning, there was the void, a depressing abyss, and Eru was in it and was of it and was, indeed, it. He looked introspectively and complexly both out and in at this void and discovered that, being the void, he was watching himself watch himself. This turn of phrase fascinated him for quite some time before he desired a new plaything… a most dangerous plaything…

He created a group of angelic beings and started a band. His plaything was his baton and it occasionally flew from his divine grasp to hit members of the brass section. It was through this sort of accident that one of his musicians developed a severe mental disorder and decided to ruin all of band’s music before running off to try and take over the world. A few things happened between then and now, but none of them were particularly important. He created both heaven and Middle Earth and his musicians complained that they couldn’t see any of it, so he lit the whole thing up with some glow-in-the-dark stars, threw in some plants and animals, and eventually added some people, just for the fun of it. More importantly though, he was enjoying the performances of his truly kickin’ band.

So it was that Middle Earth got on quite well by itself for a good long aeon or two with only a few truly serious disasters. Once Eru sneezed in the middle of a really smashing metal song and a fairly unimportant island was destroyed, but he barely noticed.

Really, it wasn’t up until his musicians stopped having talent and started trying to compensate with a lack of clothing that he actually noticed this Middle Earth that he had created. He glanced quickly, seeing everything, and noticed that two of his band members (second chairs, both of them) had snuck off and gotten the place into a bit of a mess involving another Age. He also spotted a few werewolves running around and decided that he’d been lax enough and needed to help these people just a little since he’d given them the free will to do what they wanted and so, since it was his gift, the results were consequently his fault.

He appeared to a young Gondorian girl living in Mordor in a dream, taking the form of a llama, and so it was that the folk of Middle Earth began to call him Illamatar. He spoke to her in her sleep, giving her information about those in her vicinity, telling her their secrets. Voyeuristic though it may be, he didn’t mind. After all, he was Eru Illamatar, and this was more interesting that Maia Television or Vala Hits One. He fast grew addicted to this anakronistic werewolf game and began to pay far closer attention to the goings on of Middle Earth.

So it was that he would come when Alli Umfuil (for that was the name of she that he came to) called, for he learned that she tended to provide amusement, if only for how miserably her efforts proved to work out for her. He provided her with dreams even after she was appointed the position of spymaster, deciding that this was more interesting than watching his angels lip-synch and dance on infinitely large stages in provocative ways.

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For those of you unfamiliar with the diety of these lands.

[Formendacil]

Originally Posted by the guy who be short

Firstly, Formy, you need to edit your post now that Boromir has editted his. Our talk with Bearugard now takes place in his chambers, not Hyarmanwe's. I think that only means editting about one paragraph.

I'll get to that ASAP.

Second on my agenda is that we (Me, Form, Boro) should probably plan posts with one another before we write them up. This means the tale can be told more quickly, and with less repetition of events to fill in emotions, motives, etc. I'm basically proposing allowing other people to fill in the viewpoint of your character, with your approval, by organising it beforehand. This applies as long as we're all interacting on a high frequency basis. What do you guys think?

Sounds wise enough to me... Repeating everything that you and/or Boromir said was tedious, but seemed a bit necessary.

Form, what does Hyar- mean? My wordlists indicate that your name means either "plough-Manwe" or "cleave-Manwe," both of which seem a little sacreligious both for you and for your character.

It's "Hyarmen", not "Hyarman". It's a bit of a play on myself, though you'd have to be me to get it. Elsewhere, I've had to use Formenwë in place of Formendacil due to character constraints. Basically, Formenwë means North-person (in Quenya) as opposed to Formendacil, North-Victor. Hyarmen is the opposite of Formen, meaning south. As evidence, I present Hyarmendacil I and Hyarmendacil II, Kings of Gondor. Hyarmenwë, therefore, is South-person.

[JennyHallu]

I will try to get Lola's entrance up sometime today (remember...no one knows they're the same person except for Alli)

However, it is my 21st Birthday. For those who aren't from the US...that means I make absolutely no promises of even being sober, much less actually posting.