Discworld town

[Nightwing]

Thats right folks! walk through the Streets of ankh morpork as a discworld character! you can only have one character because there is a limited amount of them.


P.S. Rincewind gets the luggage.


Characters
Dibbler-nightwing

Gaspode-Xaspain

Vimes- goblin music


Rincewind- Dartonus


MR. Teatime-warpfire777

Cohen-obsidian blade

Death-leather book wizard

Brother fingers-emperor Demonking

Susan- guesswho

[Nightwing]

*C.M.O.T. Dibbler walks through the street*

Sausage inna bun! sausage inna bun!

[Xaspian]

Gaspode lurks at the edge of the street. He mutters in Dibbler's direction, in a voice that should blend into the vendor's own thoughts.

Well, look at that nice looking dog there. He deserves a treat, doesn't he? Why don't I just give him a sausage? And one of the special ones, too, not that rubbish you give the normal customers.

Gaspode wags his tail, and looks hopefully at Dibbler.

Bark?

((I've just realised that Al the Mutt is like an anti-Gaspode... Kinda.))

[Nightwing]

(( is this a discworld character? I'm not familiar with it but I haven't read all the books))

Want a treat doggy?

*he takes out one of his finest sausage inna bun*

[Xaspian]

((Gaspode the Wonder Dog - Moving Pictures, Men at Arms (I think), The Fifth Elephant amd The Truth among others. As everyone knows that dogs can't talk, they take any speech coming from a dog to be their own thoughts, which Gaspode exploits regularly.))

Bark Bark. Arf?

[Goblin Music]

Vimes starts on his patrol slipping into the policeman's walk

[Nightwing]

That will be $10.

*He turns to Vimes*


Well if it isn't my man vimes! want to by sausage inna bun?

[Goblin Music]

arrives back from patrol and slips in to the main building not now theres paper work needing to be done

[Xaspian]

Sheesh.

Gaspode wanders off, down an alleyway.

((Nightwing, you can use the 'edit' button to avoid double posting.))

[Nightwing]

well if dog want pay then dog wont get a nice sausage inna bun!

[Dartonus]

Is rincewind taken yet?
If not, I'll take him.

[Nightwing]

Is rincewind taken yet?
If not, I'll take him.

you can have him and you get the luggage too!

[Warpfire]

Mr. Teatime suddenly steps out in front of Gaspode from a side alley. He looks down at Gaspode with an unnervingly pleasant smile, made particularly frightening by his mismatched eyes.

"Hello, little dog."

[Xaspian]

Whine?

Gaspode shrinks back a little

[Obsidian Blade]

((Can I have Cohen? Is he taken?))

[Warpfire]

Mr. Teatime continues to smile and looks down at the dog, in a manner that may give the distinct impression that he knows Gaspode actually said 'whine.'

"Well, I haven't got any treats for you, so I'll be on my way. Goodbye, little dog." Mr. Teatime makes his way out of the alley and into the streets.

[Nightwing]

((Can I have Cohen? Is he taken?))

you get him!

[Dartonus]

Rincewind bursts out of Unseen University and walks over to dibbler.
You there. Got any potatoes?

[Nightwing]

No, but I have sausage inna bun.

[Dartonus]

Sausage Inna Bun! Dear old Sausage inna bun! Gimme!
He grabs some sausages and eats them, crying with happiness at this reunion. from the University comes the sound of something being hit with a large iron pot. Rincewind then runs off through the streets shouting sausage sausage sausage sausage sausage inna bunnnnn!!!!!

[Goblin Music]

(wish i could have the hole watch) vimes comes out of the watch building and heads for home

[Dartonus]

The luggage hobbles into the street and heads towards Vimes, for no apparent reason.

[Dartonus]

I take a few liberties. The luggage isn't supposed to appear till later. I fixed it.

[Obsidian Blade]

The Disc's greatest hero strolls casually down the grubby, crowded streets of Ankh-Morpork, flashing his diamond teeth in a dangerous smile at some young thieves who dare come close to him. They scatter, and he continues to walk, his long white beard swinging rather comically around his knees as he does so.

[Dartonus]

The luggage hobbles aimlessly around, following Vimes.

[Nightwing]

((why didn't you run through the street screaming "sausage sausage sausage sausage sausage inna bunnnnn!!!!!))

((why did you not do it! I set it up perfectly!))

[Nightwing]

((I'm reading that book too))

A man comes up to Mr.Teatime.


"excuse me sir but I'm looking for a man named Tea time. do you know were I mite find him?"

[Dartonus]

The luggage hobbles over to teatime.

[Leather_Book_Wizard]

(( Oh! OH! Can I be.... Great A'Tuin? To be honest, I really don't know. Maybe Death, or the Hogfather.)

[Warpfire]

"Mr. Teh-ah-tim-eh, if you please." Mr. Teatime turns to the man, looking rather irritated. He considers whether or not to kill the man. "Why are you looking for me?"

[Dartonus]

the luggage bumps teatime.

[Warpfire]

Mr. Teatime turns to the luggage and smiles pleasantly. "I'll be with you if a moment." He doesn't have much trouble treating the thing as a person, considering he treats people like things.

[Nightwing]

(( Oh! OH! Can I be.... Great A'Tuin? To be honest, I really don't know. Maybe Death, or the Hogfather.)

((no Turtle guy but you can be one of the other two))

"I need a man killed. is name Vimes of the city watch!"

[Leather_Book_Wizard]

((no Turtle guy but you can be one of the other two))



(( I suppose I'll be Death then, until the REAL Death shows up.))

[Warpfire]

"You're a real idiot, aren't you?" Mr. Teatime laughs pleasantly, draws a dagger, and is taken by dead time. Or his player logs off, if there isn't dead time here.

[Nightwing]

"I will do it my self them" says the man


"WERE IS VIMES!?! I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!!!

[Leather_Book_Wizard]

(( Anyone know how to do the small caps thing?))

[Dartonus]

The luggage wanders off looking for Rincewind.

[Goblin Music]

((what do you mean LBW?))

[Leather_Book_Wizard]

( I mean, how can I type the way Death speaks?)

[Goblin Music]

((just hit caps. cant find a font that does that))

[Nightwing]

"were Is Vimes!?!

[Warpfire]

Mr. Teatime, becoming quite irritated with the man's shouting, calmly throws a dagger with deadly accuracy at the back of the man's head.

[Nightwing]

*the dagger his him and he falls dead*

[Warpfire]

Mr. Teatime calmly proceeds to walk over to the dead body and remove the dagger from the man's head. "Mr. Teh-ah-tim-eh, if you please," he comments to the corpse.

[Nightwing]

(were is death? he has some reaping to do!)

[Warpfire]

((Hmm..

For typing the way Death speaks, you could turn the font size to 1 and do all caps.

LIKE THIS.))

[Nightwing]

*a random watch member comes up behind Teatime with a cross bow drawn*

"OK but down the weapons you are under arrest!"

[Warpfire]

"You're new, aren't you?" Mr. Teatime turns to face the watch member with a pleasant smile, focusing his mismatched eyes on the man.

[Nightwing]

"I said drop the weapons!"

[Warpfire]

"I'm an assassin. You don't arrest assassins. That's just not how things work. If only to make you happy..." Mr. Teatime drops the dagger he's holding.

[Nightwing]

"Do you have a contract? I can arrest you if you don't have one right?"

[Warpfire]

"That man was trying to kill Vimes." Teatime's smile turns to a bit of a smirk. "I was only doing my duty as a citizen."

[Nightwing]

The man (who had been shaking vary hard and had sweat so much that there was actual a puddle of sweat under him) drops his cross bow.

"yes! only doing you your duty!"

*he runs through the crowds at top speed*

[Leather_Book_Wizard]

( What was the guy-who-died's name again?)

[Nightwing]

( john "player" character. see I made a funny! get like non player character! get it? get it?)

[Leather_Book_Wizard]

((Ok. Let's try this.))

Out of nowhere, Death appears, riding a pure white horse.It was a horse of flesh and blood, but red of eye and fiery of nostril. Death rode up to the man laying on the ground and plucked up his soul.
SHALL WE GO? asked Death . (Coffin-lids slammed deep in an underground crypt.)

[Nightwing]

*He hops on the horse*

''yes thank you''

[Emperor Demonking]

Brother Fingers had been reading the wrong books and bumped into Death. "I didn't assasinate him."
Fingers ran to Dibbler, full of fear. "Sausage in a bun." After all no one stupid enough to eat one of those could assassinate anyone.

[Nightwing]

here you go. that will be 10 pents.

[Emperor Demonking]

Fingers calmly tries to pick pocket dibbler, while giving Dibbler a folded peice of paper.

[Nightwing]

*Dibbler slaps his hand away*

get going before I call the watch on you!

[Emperor Demonking]

"Fine." Says Fingers, munching on his free sausage in a bun. "The thives guild will here about that."

[Nightwing]

The thieves gild! here have another sausage Inna bun!

*He throws him one of his best *

[Emperor Demonking]

Fingers catches it and starts eating it before walking back to dibbler. "This doesn't have fingernails in it. When people get a dibbler they expect fingernails, this is robbery. Are you a member of the guild."

[Leather_Book_Wizard]

Death rides away on his horse, the man's soul in tow. He vanishes.

[Nightwing]

He Theo's him one of the bad ones

Here. all the finger nails you could ever want!

[Emperor Demonking]

"Thanks." While munching on the sausage, Fingers asks Dibbler. "Do you kbnow what its like to be the most powerful wizard in this twin city."

[Nightwing]

no sir,I cant say I do.

[Emperor Demonking]

"Do you know any where their is a lot of magic items, if I could just get a bit of octorine."

[Nightwing]

*Dibblere takes a stone out of his cart*


Here! dibbler magic stone! only $1.00!

[Emperor Demonking]

Fingers snatches the stone and runs away.

[Nightwing]

I'm sending the thieves gild after you!

[Emperor Demonking]

"I'll send my dragon after you." Shouts Fingers.

[Warpfire]

"What an odd man..." Mr. Teatime walks down the streets, his black crystal eye swirling around and taking a look at everything, while the other, off-white eye remained focused in front of him.

[Emperor Demonking]

"Is that eye magic." Says Fingers going to Teatime after seeing the eye.

[Nightwing]

A man come up behind fingers.

" I'm from the thieves gild. He has stolen without permission"

[Warpfire]

Mr. Teatime turns to Fingers with an unnerving smile. "That hardly matters. You say he has stolen without permission, yes? Then I'll leave you two to your business." Teatime turns and continues on his way.

[Nightwing]

(The stone wasn't magic.)

He swings a punch at Fingers.

[Emperor Demonking]

"I need that eye, You look like an assassin, I'll wipe out the rest of them, yeah, c'mon." Pleads Fingers. "Stop oppressing me, the greatest wizard on the disc."

[Nightwing]

"Don't worry. were just going to "subdue" you."

He grabs his dagger and swings it at him.

[Emperor Demonking]

Fingers falls to the floor and quickly crawls away clutching his cheek. "I'll give you one more chance, to stop this assault on a liscenced thief who gave a reciept."

[Warpfire]

Mr. Teatime comes to a sudden stop in front of a mansion. "Here we are." He disappears. Or, at least, seems to disappear as he stealthily makes his way into the house.

[GuesssWho]

{Aww . . . I wanted to be Mr. Teatime!
Oh, well . . . maybe I could be Susan . . .}

[Nightwing]

{Aww . . . I wanted to be Mr. Teatime!
Oh, well . . . maybe I could be Susan . . .}

((You can be Susan))

The man fires an arrow from his cross bow at fingers.

[Emperor Demonking]

Fingers looks sadly at the assorted nick nacks he managed to get, as the arrow barely misses. "samones, Draconis Noblis."
Figers smirks. "Look behind you."

[Nightwing]

"this Is just a trick so you can away"

*he stabs at him again with his dagger*

[Emperor Demonking]

"sorry." Says Fingers wincing in pain as he rolls to one side. The dragon breathes fire to one one side of the attacker before disapearing. "Hey the stone didn't turn to dust."

[Nightwing]

*The man lights like a match*

[Warpfire]

Mr. Teatime walks out of the house he entered. A small pool of blood seeps out from under the door and onto the streets, and Teatime leaves footprints of blood as he walks.

[Nightwing]

Dibbler jumps behind his cart when Teatime walks by him.

[Warpfire]

Mr. Teatime heads over to Dibbler's cart. "Hello. I'd like some of your...food." He hands Dibbler some money, which Dibbler should notice has blood smears on it from Teatime's hands. "Sorry about that." He smiles pleasantly as he wipes his bloody fingers off on a cloth.

[Nightwing]

Yes sir!

*He hand him one of his Finest sausage inna bun*

[Warpfire]

Mr. Teatime nods and walks off, eating the sausage inna bun.

[Obsidian Blade]

Cohen the Barabarian wanders around, wondering if there are any evil cults that need to be destroyed.

[Emperor Demonking]

"Dibler, did you see the dragon." Says Fingers coming up to him. "I'm sure you must've and I want a hot dog and some real magic."

[Nightwing]

I don't now what a hot dog is but for some magic just go U.U. Hay Cohan this man is evil! come kill him!

[Warpfire]

Teatime turns to Dibbler, no pleasant smile on his face this time. "Are you talking about me?"

[Obsidian Blade]

Cohen turns his ancient head at the sound of his name. Striding over with suprising agility for such an old man, he flashes his diamond teeth at all of them.
What seems to be the problem?

[Nightwing]

No not you! I mean brother Fingers! *he turns to Cohan*

This man stole from me and then when a man from the thieves gild tried to help me he killed him!

[Warpfire]

"Good. Because I'm just an innocent bystander, naturally." Mr. Teatime says this in stark contrast to his stylish black assassin's clothing, mismatched eyes, and the bloody bootprints leading away from where he's standing.

[Emperor Demonking]

"Brother Doorkeeper is that you." Asks Fingers in hushed tones.
"Hi I'm the most powerful wizard on the disc. Must rush." Says Fingers and he tries to slide away.

[Obsidian Blade]

Cohen's eyes flick over Teatime shrewdly for a moment before he turns to Fingers, currently attempting to slip away.
Bad idea. He grunts, and draws his sword fluidly.

[Leather_Book_Wizard]

Death sits in his garden, humming a dirge and sharpening his scythe.

[Emperor Demonking]

"Summon dragons. What bit of that don't you understand." Says Fingers before running away. "It'll roast your figgins."

[Nightwing]

((isn't the point that you need the whole cult thing to summon the dragon and one person cant do it!)

[Obsidian Blade]

Cohen, with nothing better to do, grins dangerously and races after Fingers.
I notice you haven't acutally summoned one yet! He calls ahead of him.

[Emperor Demonking]

Finger starts going the quickest way to the unseen managing to deftly miss all the blood spatters. "Consider your figgens roasted."

[Obsidian Blade]

Cohen increases his speed and chases after Finger. Consider yourself dead.

[Nightwing]

That will teach you to take from Dibbler without paying!

[Emperor Demonking]

"Didn't you see the ash." Shouts Fingers, as he jumps on to a magical sighn and tries to get it off.

[Obsidian Blade]

Cohen looks slightly puzzled, but shrugs it off and starts to catch up to Fingers.

[Emperor Demonking]

Fingers grins as he says. "Samones, Draconis Noblis."

The dragon sits their it gleaming red scales ready to breath fire as it lashes with its sword.
Fingers leaps off the sign as it slowly starts to crumble and starts running again.

[Obsidian Blade]

You watch your back, wizard! Cohen shouts to the retreating Fingers, then whirls to face the dragon. He rushes forward with his sword while also trying to disbelieve it.

[Nightwing]

((isn't the point that you need the whole cult thing to summon the dragon and one person cant do it!)

are you cant summon the dragon!

[Emperor Demonking]

Fingers runs away mixed into the city.
Soon after the sign is ash and the dragon is gone.

It only took one to summon it, the rest were to get the magic or the book.

[Obsidian Blade]

((^^ In that case the disbelieving should work pretty well.))

Cohen stands still as the dragon disappears and scowls heavily.

[Emperor Demonking]

Getting to the UU, Fingers walks in and grabs a brush and starts cleaning up a classroom by looking at what's written on the book along with taking any magical item.

[Nightwing]

(all characters that aren't taken are npc)

the librarian jumps down on Fingers back and attempts to hit him repeatedly over the head.

[Emperor Demonking]

"What is it, do you want a banana."

[Nightwing]

He smacks Fingers over the Head repeatedly with a vary hard book

he screams something in ape your guessing means "get out".

[Emperor Demonking]

"I'm a cleaner, more than my job's worth to leave." Says Fingers, un fazed by the book.

[Nightwing]

the librarian picks up a desk lamp and throws it at Fingers.

[Goblin Music]

Vimes starts patrol from his home

[Emperor Demonking]

Fingers got out of the classroom, scarred in so many places. He could hear the apprentices titter. "he called him a monkey didn't he."

[Nightwing]

*The librarian throws a book at him. The cover says: DRAGON SUMMONING
the easy way

[Emperor Demonking]

Fingers catches it. "Only I can summon dragons and nom I have the book."

[GuesssWho]

Susan enters the library. "May I have a book about teaching hyperactive little numbskulls? I've been coerced into teaching 2nd grade again."

[Nightwing]

*the librarian throws her a book titled "the 2 grade mind and how to control it."

[GuesssWho]

She catches it and disappears.

[Leather_Book_Wizard]

Death taps his bony foot as he sharpens his scythe.

[Obsidian Blade]

Cohen sits at a random grubby bar and orders a steak, which he eats lovingly.

[Nightwing]

sausage inna bun! sausage inna bun!

[Nightwing]

* a man stumbles out of the watch building with an arrow in his chest*

[GuesssWho]

{I suggest not trying to sell him a sausage inna bun: it may be the finishing stroke.}

[Nightwing]

help! find my murderer!

*Dibbler looks at him*

who was it squire?


VIMES!

[Nightwing]

*the crowd screams DEATH TO VIMES!*

(the thing about morkporkeins is that thy change there mind really fast)

[GuesssWho]

{Trust me, we know.}

[Nightwing]

DEATH TO VIMES!

They shout again.