Roleplaying, Cont. 

Chatterbox: Inkwell

Roleplaying, Cont. 

Roleplaying, Cont.

 

Please see Dmboogie's roleplay thread for rules and more detail on plot. 

 

Characters:

Anara/learning magic in hiding, about to join study group, Starfire (Me) 

Alessandra/maid, secretly learning magic, TNÖ, missing

Analiese/Xelix's sister, learning magic, study group, Allison P.

Sara/maid, magic study group, Lena G. 

Xelix/secretary, Dmboogie, missing, temporarily me

Arthur/Archmage, Kipin, 

'birdy boy'/magic person, Kit kat, missing

Alabeth/nothing, horse rider, missing

Jinni Francis/new maid, Mary Liz,

Mexic/maid, Archmage's neice, Phoenix, missing-ish

Larco/servant to vicemage, Ruben K.

Vicemage/Lucifer, plotting to kill archmage, Mary Liz-ish

 

There are a few place-fillers, none of which are worth typing about. The plot is currently, Vicemage trying to kill Archmage, Magic Study Group discovered by Archmage, about to be revealed. 

submitted by Starfire
(February 19, 2009 - 12:04 pm)

((Why, thank you, Lena! *smiles winningly* That's the best compliment I've received in a while (no joke). I'm flattered! (By the way, I'm glad to see that you aren't taking Eggwald's slights to poor Sara seriously. :) ) )) ((Many parentheses. (Strange plural.) ))

Eggwald was on a roll. He had just reached the palace in his carriage, still himself. From here on out until the evening it would just be good clean fun (or as clean as a power-hungry totaliterian's idea of fun can be) watching that dweeb of an Archmage blunder about. Not to mention the delectable palace cooking.

He strode up to the gate, where there were a few sentries positioned. Lucifer gave a wide, toothy, superficial smile. "My good lads!" he said, spreading his arms widely in a welcoming gesture for no apparent reason. "My good, kind lads! You will let me in, won't you? I am the Vicemage." He raised a penciled-on eyebrow grinningly.

"Oi, it's the Vice Mage," a pimpled guard called up to the gatekeeper, who immediately let the gates swing open. Lucifer walked in, beaming.

Within the hour he was seated in the Archmage's private Lesser Private Dining Hall. This was not one that Jinni had dusted. There were a few she didn't even know about. ((Speaking of Jinni, she's unfortunately taken a backseat. I mean, you've got an illiterate peasant maid and you've got an evil villain trying to take over the country. No-brainer, right? :) ))

"Ah, Arthur, my good lad," said Lucifer, curiously enough using the same term he'd classified the gate sentries with. "My old friend. Tell me, how fare your days?"

"Grimly, good friend," replied the Archmage. "There is unrest in Alcigam and Faerhoven, and my familal affairs are unwell. My dear niece has vanished and after my brother and his wife disappeared, their elder son, my nephew Balthazar, was reported dead. My country is in a state of turmoil due to all the other disappearances that have occurred over the past few months. I fear that a dark force is quickly gaining power, Lucifer."

"Indeed." He didn't allow his lips to curl into a sneer. "Have you had any personal threats to your own life?"

"Oh, the usual groups of radicals," said Arthur, "that meaningless movement called the Rebellion or something to the tune. But there's something else, Lucifer." A strange gleam appeared in his eyes.

"What would that be?" Lucifer leaned forward, trying to look interested.

"There seems to be a plot." Arthur chose his words carefully.

"And?"

"A more well-planned, intricate plot to take my life."

"Any specifics, old friend?"

"The perpetrator," said Arthur slowly, "is someone I never would have suspected."

"Dear me." His words were smooth, but judging by the Archmage's next words they slid off him like oil.

"Arrest this man," boomed Arthur to the guards at the doors, "for treason, murder, attempted murder, kidnapping, poisoning, hypnosis, and other illegal magical and otherwise activities!"

Ah, thought Lucifer ruefully. I should have told that maid brat to put the wit-dulling drug in the wine. The two combined would have worked well.

((It was difficult to send Lucifer's plot down, but Arthur told Larco that he knew of the plan. But, strange as it sounds, I have faith in Eggwald. I'm sure he'll find a way to escape. *cackles feloniously to self and then realizes she sounds like she's endorsing villainy* :) ))

submitted by Mary W., beaming :), age 11, Bordentown, NJ
(February 23, 2009 - 5:38 pm)

OK, last I heard, Mexic had been captured by the Vicemage...

~~~~~

After the Vicemage left,  the dungeon was dead silent for a long time afterward.  Then, Mexic broke the silence by saying.

"Well, at least we're alive"

"Not for long though" responded her mother "Do you think he  would let 3 prisoners, who might, in some way be able to reveal what they knew, alive for long?  Oh, no"  she said, "He''l kill us the first chance he gets."

Grudgingly, Mexic's father said, "If anything else, that man is cunning, and he has this plan all laid out."

Again, the prisoners lapsed into a hopeless silence.  Rats skittered across the floor of the dungeon.  Even if the Vicemage keeps us alive down here thought Mexic glumly we probably will die of sickness anyway.  Either that or the rats wil get us.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps and the heavy oak door flew open, letting light flood the dungeon. 

submitted by Phoenix
(February 23, 2009 - 6:10 pm)

While Lucifer's prisoners were stewing in the cells, he himself was evading the dungeons, and indubitably the hangman's noose. After a really nice move that had knocked three soldiers out cold (simultaneously) and broken one nose and a wrist, he was free at last, but dismayed, as he skirted round carriages and jabbering women on the narrow steets of Faerhoven, that his plan had failed dismally. But looking on the far positive, he saw some light with those three Bricyis.

Alas, the hope that Luanna and her parents had clutched so dearly evaporated when they saw that their "rescuer" was naught but Lucifer, once again plotting.

"Right now," he muttered. Then aloud, after some quick thinking, "Come on, you scum--we're off to Alnoitidart." It was a good thing he'd refrained from indulging with more bonbons, because he may have gone overboard and drained himself of too much power. As it was, it was a mean feat to telepathetically transport his whole labratory/library and the four of them to the far boundaries of Alnoitidart, a good fifty thousand or more miles away, and then he threw in the maid Sara for good measure. As an afterthought, he brought his last box of mint bonbons. Not quite as good as raspberry-filled, but delectable all the same.

He located the detached building at the base of a small mountain, and his servant and prisoner along with it. After casting the necessary precaution spells, he took a break to have some lemonade--save the real treat for later--and then conjured up a basement/dungeon dug underneath the building. Tomorrow he could add some suitable living quarters (i.e. bedroom, bathroom, kitchenette, etc.), but for now the most he could muster was a simple but very effective sleeping spell on the three dingbats in the prison and that dimwitted fool of a maid. He himself was too exhausted even to snack on some bonbons.

((He's really addicted now, isn't he?))

submitted by Mary W., age 11, Bordentown, NJ
(February 25, 2009 - 8:42 pm)

Wait...has the Archmage been poisoned yet? I'm so out of the loop...

submitted by Reuben K, age 12.75, New Jersey
(February 27, 2009 - 7:35 am)

(( So am I... The last time I checked, the Archmage was in his own office with Anara, about to find out where the rest of the study group was, and the next thing I know, he's having lunch or whatever with the Vicemage and semi-arresting him. *pants* Whew. Confusing. ))

submitted by Commander Kip, age 16, Zraeland, Irlic
(February 28, 2009 - 9:16 am)

That's what I got. Since we all know where the other members of the study group are, let's just assume that after they finished determining that, the archmage went to have lunch. Hm... Vicemage tugged Sara halfway across the continent? I can deal with that... I've decided that Anara's parents (or something like that) mysteriously vanished after they went to visit the Vicemage, so she's been waiting for a chance for revenge for the past several years. Kinda unoriginal, but hey, a scheming villain has got to have disposed of more than one person's parents, right? Or maybe I'll be slightly more original and decided that the caretaker that took care of her for years was the victim... Sorry, I was planning on giving a detailed history of myself at the first Magic Group meeting, and that never really happened. I shall have to work it in. 

submitted by Starfire
(March 5, 2009 - 7:21 pm)

"Rise and shine little scumbags."  The Vicemage smiled eviliy, addresing Mexic and her parents. "Do you like our new location? Very remote and quiet wouldn't you agree."

Mexic was groggy.  After the Vicemage had drugged her, he apparently had mmoved them halfway across the country.  It was all too much for her to absorb.  Sadly though, the Vicemage kept talking

Sorry I couldn't write more.  Have to go kill my friends (not literally though)

submitted by Phoenix
(March 5, 2009 - 7:54 am)
Anara stared at the sentence in the book she was reading. After determining where her friends were, the Archmage left for lunch, leaving her in here. She had obeyed his instructions not to touch anything for approximately twenty-five seconds, or until she was pretty sure he wasn't going to come unexpectedly barging back in because he forgot something. She had picked up an interesting-looking book, and opened it. It turned out appearances could be deceiving. This means that the Argonatian Theory, proved absolutely false two decades ago, may actually be factual, thus proving Doanite erroneous. This would mean that it is quite possible that, though commonly believed to be true, the Law of Doanite could be flawed. She hardly make head or tale of this. After a few moments of puzzling through it, she decided that it wasn't worth it. This book was the second volume of a first, which apparently contained descriptions of the Argonatian Theory, and whatnot. Putting the book down, and stretching, she looked out the window, about to go get a different book. But what she saw put it completely out of her mind. 

There was something coming out of the Vicemage's house, she couldn't see exactly what. Spinning around, she started looking for something to help her see. Moments later, she ran back to the window, closed her eyes, and tried to reach back into her memory.... She murmured a spell, and opened her eyes again. The eagle that had conveniently flow up from the forest nearby landed on the edge of the window, and gently touched her nose with it's beak. She felt dizzy for a moment, and then looked back out, with the eagle's eyesight. She knew she couldn't spend long looking out, as the eagle would not be so happy about having her eyesight as she was about having the eagle's, and if it decided it had had enough before she did, she could die, or worse. What 'worse' was, she didn't know, but she didn't want to find out either. Looking down at the contraption, she blinked twice, before finally deciding that the large mass of books, instruments, people, and... were those bonbons? was actually there. She thought she recognized the Vicemage. After a moment, the eagle called out, loudly, into her ear, and she quickly gave it it's sight back. After taking a moment to re-adjust to her own sight, she turned around and dashed to the door, muttering the spell to unlock it in case it was locked, and running out, searching for the Archmage. 

submitted by Starfire
(March 5, 2009 - 7:34 pm)

*attempts to revive thread* 

C'mon, people! Come back! I miss this thread! Is the interest in Roleplays dying out? It can't! Can't Can't Can't!! Come back, people! 

submitted by Starfire
(March 8, 2009 - 3:17 pm)

LIVE, THREAD! LIVE! *fans dying embers* Okay, seriously. Kipin is the most needed person right now, followed by Mary Liz. More Magic Study Group members would also be wonderful, and Lena, even if you're being controlled, you could post stuff about how Lena feels trapped, as if something other than herself is controlling her. Or take up one of the old abandoned charries! Birdy Boy!? Alabeth!? If you're uncomfortable with that, make a new charrie! BUT COME BACK EVERYONE!!

submitted by Starfire
(March 9, 2009 - 9:15 am)

*sniffly movie sigh* Why, Starfire... *sniff* ... that was... *sniff* beautiful. N one's ever said they... *sniff*... needed me before. *breaks down in melodramatic sobs*

I am weird.

Lucifer had, of course, devised a new plot. A reviving bubble bath coupled with some lemon-filled bonbons had awakened his devilish mind, and the genius was back in business.

((Ultra-weird.))

He was currently Public Enemy #4, inferior only to accomplished murderers and treasonists. This, of course, meant he was treading carefully on thin ice. But the little brat Sara would be of enormous help. And frankly, with three Bricyis, Arthur would be far too easy to manipulate.

Ah, ransom letters, thought Lucifer wistfully. How I cherish them.

 

Dearest Arthur,

I am being forced to write this letter by a sinister knight dressed all in black. He waylaid us as Eggwald tried to smuggle us out of Faerhoven. Eggwald was killed- but died a heroic death, and a great man has perished- and the knight overpowered us. I know that you will not hesitate to help your youngest sister, Arthur. Please, in my name and in that of my husband, for my daughter, and your murdered nephew, bring 1,000,000 golden shingalls to a desolate town called Bentwig, and enter a bar called the Bloodied Wasp. In the tavern you will see my husband. Please, do not attempt to rescue him- he will be watched by hidden men on all sides who will shoot both of you if either attempts anything. Simply give him the money and walk out, and within a week-s time we will be at your doorstep in Faerhoven.

Please, beloved brother, do not fail me!

I am,

Your Sister

 

((Pretend he faked a signature. I can't remember Luanna's mom's name, and if I go back to check, the computer will erase everything I've written. NOOO!!))

"That will do nicely," Lucifer chuckled to himself. Since technically he hadn't had his Magehood removed by the Magecourt, he could still use Insta Magemail, a convenient rain-or-snow magical postal sevice. He muttered some words under his breath and the envelope zipped out a slightly open window to find its reader.

Naturally, of course, Lucifer shut the cracked window immediately. Apprehension would surely prove fatal.

submitted by Mary W., beaming :), age 11, Bordentown, NJ
(March 9, 2009 - 4:23 pm)

((I know I have been gone a while, but I was pretty sure Larco had been rendered irrelavent. He is, kinda, but I'm bringing him back anyway.))

Larco followed the sparrow down the streets of Faerhoven. The Archmage's instructions rang heavily in his ears.  He knew he must help the Archmage, but what he was about to do was going to be the most difficult thing he'd done in his life. The sparrow lead him to a dark corner of the city, and exploded with a puff of air. Lucifer Eggwald was here. 

Larco went to the little door. Groaning, he twisted the knob and opened it. The Vicemage stared down at him. "Larco!" Eggwald beamed, seemingly delighted to see him. Larco gulped, knowing something was up. "Coffee?"

Larco tentatively took the offered cup. He took a careful sip. "Wait..." he muttered, and fel to the floor.

 

submitted by Reuben K, age 12.75, New Jersey
(March 10, 2009 - 6:45 pm)

((I just got back to Inkwell after a long and ardurous journey including Midterm grades, Final Exams (of the term), and evil motherly demands for bedroom cleaning. Anyway, I decided to provide some kindling to help spark the RP fire by bringing back the not-really-a-character Ala, Xelix's cat. (P.S. I've never done RP before, so please don't kill me if this stinks or I unwittingly cross the line between moving along the story and PPing.) ))

Ala scratched at the door to the secratary's office, mewing pitifully. No Xelix came to the door, but she didn't really expect him to anyway. He had been gone for a while now, and Ala was afraid that he might not come back. Her stomach rumbled. There would be time to worry about her master later, now was time to cuddle up to the cook's assistant, a young fellow who adored cats. She turned and padded down the heavily carpeted hall, keeping to the shadows, her dark fur blending nicely with the mahogany wall. As she passed the Lesser Dining Hall, however, she heard a ruckus inside. The door was cracked open. Her instinct was to keep far away, but her sense of adventure tugged at her.

Her sensible side argued, Don't be foolish. Curiosity killed you the last time. You only have one life left.

But what if it was about Xelix? She had to know.

Ala began to creep towards the crack, but a man with a purple cloak, stained with blood, flung the door wide and began to flee. Ala lept at his cloak, missed then settled for running after him. After all, he could lead her towards Xelix, or he could be running for the kitchen. Either way, her adventurous spirit would not let go of this opportunity. Besides, he smelled like cherry bon-bons.

 

submitted by Megan, age 13, Alagaesia
(March 11, 2009 - 11:33 am)

((That was good, Megan! I thought it was really funny! I wondered if anybody would pick up with Ala...

No, Reuben, I didn't think Larco was irrelevant. Not awfully, anyhow. Now, Jinni, on the other hand... *ashamed shake of head* *clucks tongue disapprovingly*

Assuming that the man smelling of cherry bonbons is Lucifer, I will proceed. Not a very strong knock-out coffee, I guess, Larco... sorry.))

"HA!" snarled Lucifer. "Stupid servant boy. Little idiot. Thinking a grub like him could outwit me... puny little scoundrel!" A string of worse names ensued, as Lucifer's long, swift gait carried him quickly to the palace gate.

"Arragh!" he shouted, his swearing cut short, as a few guard tripped him. "Let me up, you beastly things! I am the Vicemage Lucifer Rudolf Eggwald! Let me up! I can incarcerate you!"

This, he realized too late, was the wrong thing to say. Upon hearing the notorious politician's name, the guards hoisted him up and tied his hands around his back.

But Lucifer had had a few days of relaxation, and had been storing his strength up. He cast the strongest self-levitation spell, Aeirofles, combined with a child's charm used to rise a few feet off the ground, Chipperfly, to form "Aeiroperfly!" which gave him thev power to fly for a few hours, maximum. He also, of course, used the simple jinx "Eerffles" to untie his hands.

And then Lucifer Eggwald soared off into the distance, leaving four wondering guards in the dust.

submitted by Mary W., age 11, Bordentown, NJ
(March 12, 2009 - 3:27 pm)

((Thanks, Mary Liz!  I'm glad you liked it.  I enjoy writing from the point of view of a cat.  And yes, cherry bon-bon man is Lucifer Eggwald.  I meant that to be raspberry bon-bons, but I messed it up.  Anyway, back to Ala...))

Sadly, the Bon-Bon Man -as Ala had decided to call him- was not running to the kitchen, nor did she find Xelix.  What she did find included numerous old cobwebs, one stray dog, a well thrown shoe, and a bucket of bathwater that included a screeching baby. ((Ha-ha, get it?  Don't throw the baby out with the bathwater?))  By the time that the cold night air had dried her off, she was at the palace gate.  Bon-Bon Man started shouting at the men with pointy sticks, who then tied him up.  Bon-Bon Man shouted some more wierd words and rose into the air.  Ala jumped to snag Bon-Bon Man's cloak, but only suceeded in snapping off the tip of her claw.  Feeling dejected, Ala hissed at no one in paticular and turned to make the long trip back to the castle.  

((Lena, please post soon because I'll need to know what Sara does!  I'm planning to have Ala meet up with Sara moments before she is transported to Alnoitidart by Bon-Bon Man/Lucifer Eggwald.  You can do whatever you want with Sara, I'll find a way for Ala to meet up, if you're okay with my idea.  Tell me if I'm PPing you; I'll change it.  Everyone except Lena, Ignore what is below unless you don't really care!  It is extremely highly liable to change! 

*slightly embarrassed cough*

Okay, let me continue.))

Ala decided to return to the ((Ack!  Insert name of that place here, as it was never mentioned or I forgot)).  Maybe the kitchen boy had saved her some leftovers.  By the time she got back, it was clearly impossible that she would find any food.  She decided that she would look for a nice maid, they usually had food.  Ala found Sara sitting on the bed in her room, all alone.  This suprised Ala; Sara was very popular among most of the maids.  Ala decided that Sara needed some Ala-pick-me-up.  Ala rubbed against Sara's legs, mewing to be picked up. Sara bent down to obey, then started stroking Ala's fur on her back.

Suddenly, there was a bright flash, and both maid and cat disapppeared.

((Lena, feel free to change any any aspect of this.  This is just a rough outline to give you a feel for what I mean.))

submitted by Megan, age 13, Alagaesia
(March 12, 2009 - 7:41 pm)