AMEN XVIII: Idiocracy

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Wanting to join? Simple:-

1. Wander aimlessly in.
2. Poke one of the current members until they hand you the paperwork.
3. If the aforementioned current member you poke kills you rather than hands you the paperwork, then repeat step 2.
4. Sign the mountain of paperwork, preferably in your own blood, although anyone's blood will do.
5. Prepare to have had your non-existant soul to have been sold to whoever gave you the legalese.
6. Congratulations! You're now an offical AMENite! Do random stuff! Kill people! Make things explode!

And if you're just visiting, then please do not leave muddy footprints in the base. All those who visit should be aware that AMEN take no responsibility whatsoever for any torture/evil practises/death that may occur to the individual visiting. Honest.

[hyperfreak497]

*Walks in*
What is this fine establishment?
*Stomps muddy boots until the floor is caked with disgusting, soggy dirt*

[PirateMonk]

"This is the Association of the Malicious, Evil, and Nefarious. I'm sure the others will be around shortly. Would you like to join?"

[hyperfreak497]

Actually, no, I don't do organizations. I just needed somewhere to clean my boots.
*Leaves*

OOC: No hard feelings?

[PirateMonk]

((No...))

PM frowns, and goes off to find a place to spend the night.

[The Bushranger]

The box sits on the table, waiting for Moon Called to open it.

(...who, of course, isn't around the one night I want to start a small plot. If I have to deadtime before she shows, the box will pop away, to return next time I'm here when she is.)

[Lord Fullbladder, Master of Goblins]

Somewhere in the artic, the unceasing wind begins to blow away snow. Something in the heart of the ice surges to life once more after a year of hibernation. Power throbs through the glacier, a deep, golden glow emanating from the frozen wasteland's core. The land heaves, and ice shatters into glassy shards. From far below the surface, the North Pole rises from it's frosty prison and shines like a candy cane beacon from the center of the Frozen North.

At approximately this time in the new AMEN Base, as Fullbladder's things are slowly beamed in from the old base, the goblin himself falls over, clutching his gut. Inside him, in that deep place beside the evil, sentient fish sticks, a dark force awakens and hungrily climbs back to it's seat of power, the Entity Known as Fullbladder being pushed back down the ladder.

Fullbladder's fake arm detaches with a pop as bones and muscle interchange and increase in size. Mighty fists heave the creature up once the change has been completed. Sunburned flesh peeks out from behind a great flowing white beard and massive eyebrows. Armour blood red and pale white glint in the darkening light as the huge creature pulls what looks to all the world like a large, sharpened candy cane from a scabbard at it's side. White teeth shine in the beared face of the human-looking creature as it finds strong grip in it's left hand, just below a garish row of scar tissue at the wrist.

Santa Clause stretches, then enters Fullbladder's/his room to begin reorganizing the arriving equipment, crushing the prosthetic goblin arm below a single immense foot.

[The Bushranger]

As Bushranger deadtimes over in HALO, the box dissipears with a small bamf.

<Would leave it, but in order for the plot to work I have to be here when MC opens it. So it'll return tomorrow night for another try.>

[Rex Idiotarum]

"And there we go, Wiki Forums are back up, and the CSS for them is well underway. Check it out, despite the use of Grey and Red Ad Nausium, it's pretty good for someone who doesn't know a thing about CSS."

[Goblin Music]

Yay new thread

[Lizard Lord]

"Well, they were unnaturally created, so I suppose you could call them aberrations.

Good that is one of my racial enemies

Lizard Lord will cast protection from energy to protect himself from acid damage and will then head over to Lab Alpha-P-12.

(For the record, my racial enemies are Humans, Orcs, Undead, Aberrations and Magical Beasts.)

[Ganurath]

Ganurath walks in, taking in the sights. "I would like to join AMEN... If the active members participate in causing headaches with the Amotis meme."

[Rex Idiotarum]

"You're welcome to join, but really, we're not starved for members enough to be pressured into doing something for participation." Rexina says, "Really, if I wanted to participate, I would've."

[Ganurath]

Ganurath shrugs and wanders off. "It was more of a suggestion of how to cause widespread suffering..."

[V Junior]

Somewhere, far away, on top of a mountain, a scream is heard, and a cackle. A being rises up out of the mountain. The being is humanoid, but with gray skin, claws and a pair of wings. She flaps these wings, and flies off towards to AMEN.

While this is happening, all of Junior's stuff is being teleported over from the old base. A group of meerkats scurry off as a large bed nearly hits them. Coco and Sentry fall screaming out of the roof. Meadhbh is teleported into her new room. And Junior? Junior doesn't appear. Instead, a note does. The note reads:

Hi, AMEN, I appear to have imprisoned Junior. She'll be there 'till our player gets back from school, and posts. Or if she even BOTHERS TO POST. LAZY.

((Regina/New boy have the same avvie. Disturbing.))

[Saurous]

((PM, you forgot to add AMEN XVII: <insert witty title here> to the previous thread list.))

[MrEdwardNigma]

MrEdwardNigma walks into the new AMEN base and continues constructing his very own wing to the base, hoping to get it done by the end of this thread.

[Anon. and on]

A message suddenly appears on the wall. It is not carved, nor is it written in blood - it is just there ...

[Lord Magtok]

A robot with a small cup of blood approaches the wall, drops it at the site of the writing, walks a few feet away, and then slowly falls to pieces on the ground, until all that is left is an arm, desperately struggling to get back to the labs before completely falling apart.

[Saurous]

Saurous sighs.

"Why do these people always bother us, the evil people? If they want offerings of blood that will never be fulfilled and if they want to strike terror in someone's heart, they should go bother HALO."

[MrEdwardNigma]

There is a blast somewhere on the construction site MrEdwardNigma was working on. An empty regular (not the christmas one) MrEdwardNigma outfit floats around the AMEN base a bit, strangly never quite touching the floor, and eventually stops by the writing on the wall.

[CurlyKitGirl]

Curly shrugs. "Oh dear. A big scary warning in AMEN. How scawy."

[MrEdwardNigma]

The empty purple cloak and hat hang out by the writing some more and then fly off.

Not long after, they return with an little kid in their clutches. The kid is kicking and screaming, but it doesn't seem to help much. They dress him with themselves, and then the clothing starts squeazing, contracting. The kid screams and screams, untill he has no more air in his longues and his face starts getting red. His hands swell up and his face gets bloated as it grows redder and redder. Eventually, he looks like a big tomato. And then he poof. The wall's all covered in blood now, and the purple clothes are now red. They float off again.

[Crimmy]

HAND ME MY PAPERWORK screams a little funny man, with a big moustache.

I am the evil part of Hercule Poirot

[Exachix]

A lot of paperwork falls on top of him.

[The Bushranger]

With a small bamf, the box returns, reappearing right where Saurous had put it.

With a small 'bamf', a small package arrives in AMEN HQ. It's labled 'to: Moon Called'. Scans will reveal it as being completely innocous, but with an unspecified technological object inside. However, it will explode if anyone other than her attempts to open it.

Saurous looks over at the package, and sighs. He raises both hands, and the blood rises off of them and disappears. He then picks up the package, and places it on the coffee table in the living room.

"So help me gods if this package is a bomb or some other harmful device for MC, I am going to kill every member of HALO," he mumbles to himself.

[Mr. Moon]

Moon Called wanders in, noting the box with something resembling interest. Okay, it was more like crawls in, considering she has 800 pounds of weights tied to her limbs. She makes a feeble attempt to lift her arm high enough to open the box, makes it half way, and grunts as the weighted arm falls to the floor.

[The Bushranger]

bamf

The box dissipears.

bamf

It reappears on the floor next to MC.

[Mr. Moon]

"I'm going to regret this." Says the half-Drow, and (with a bit of struggling) tries to pull the lid of the box.

[The Bushranger]

The box opens easily.

It contains a bracelet that looks like this:

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with a note wrapped around it.

The note reads:

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Recent events in AMEN Base have come to my attention, that indicate you are attempting to increase your magical prowess. Unbelievable as it may seem, I approve of this, and would appreciate the chance to discuss this with you, and perhaps other things as well, on neutral ground.

Enclosed please find one (1) teleport bracelet. It's tuned to respond to you and you alone; if anyone else attempts to use it, or _anyone_ attempts to open it, it will self-destruct. It should be on position '13' (the others are locked out); putting it on and pressing the dial will transport you to the neutral ground, where I will then join you.

I will be alone, and you will be as well - because the bracelet will also self-destruct if you attempt to bring anyone else with you. Feel free to bring any weapons you feel comfortable using, however.

The Bushranger