Bellum Letale--A Pre-Made Roleplaying Community

[After this]

( Left outside 703 in a box, along with one vial of medicine. )

Hey, Llama King.

You need anything? Maybe a garbage bag full of toothpicks, or something with lots of little parts? Something complicated and time consuming, maybe?

Are you ok How was the par Did you arr I'm sorry for drunk dialing

Hi.

Ginger ale was in fact invented by a doctor. However, I'm fairly certain that more than one party was involved in the act of its purloining; thus, let us then say that it was naively conspired. Purloined!? Why, yes. All ideas are stolen from the realm of the-not-yet-known. Inevitably, each idea is thrown into a mess of plenty of ideas, of which is called reality. Where it is then evidently carbonated and shuffled with ginger, madagascan vanilla, star anise, and other like spices which are subtle, yet bring out the poignant monologue of the stomach easing ginger ale blend.

What I mean to say, is that mostly anything created by doctors is in fact safe, drinkable, and often edible. For the respect of the brain-children of science, I indulge in medicine. Why don't you? I have a prescription. There's a cold going around. Does anyone have a cold? The sniffles? The wiffles? Feeling unlike yourself? I can help. I'm very helpful and thoughtful. My moon is in Pisces.

nOW FOR MY NEXt trick, I'll need a volunteer--don't fret folks!

... The last one only spent two weeks in the ICU ...

sHOULD i SEE you and feel you may be needing some yourself, I'll do well to suggest for your sake. My observation skills are as astute, impeccable, and infallible as Galileo. I will be able to tell if you have an ailment requiring cough medicine. Of course, my opinion and kindness are all given through the abundance and goodness of my heart, whereas that wretched doctor would tell the world that HE invented ginger ale ALONE and by HIMSELF! For this my face is sad for you.

{ During this }

[Ring. The phone is on speaker phone, and when he picks up, he'll be able to hear the sounds of the bar around them.]

...does anyone here happen to have some aspirin? for some reason, i have none and i think i might be dying.

World Cup viewing party, my place. If you want to place bets (friendly ones, of course!) on the England/US match, we can arrange that too.

A little forewarning though - when push comes to shove, Les Bleus have my heart. I don't care about fucking Uru

Jesus Tapdancing Christ! Where the hell have I been? Rhetorical question. I actually plead the fifth regarding my existence for the past however many hours I've been locked in a laboratory with my head up my ass piss drunk gone.

Since everyone is thrilled to see and hear from me once more, I have decided to host a classy get-together for all of my dear friends here. Where and when can be decided at a later date, but for now we can just pick a theme.

Options:

- Recapturing Lost Innocence. Remember those days of your dewy and glowing virginity? ...no? Neither do I. For this party, you'd arrive with someone who wasn't your current partner. If you don't have a partner then just grab someone off the street, it's fine.

- ABC Party. Stands for Anything But Clothes. I'm not talking nakedness because getting arrested is not on the agenda and, well, some of you really need to keep your clothes on for the sake of my retinas. But obviously creativity comes into play here.

- Rave Party. Blacklights, florescent colors, glowsticks. What's to hate about this?

- Wine and Cheese from Around the World. Nerds only.

That's just something to ponder. For those who don't know who I am, I'm Samuel but no one calls me that anymore so Sam is fine. It's shorter and rolls off the tongue easier. I don't do anything like tarot cards or palm readings or seances; I'm actually a scientist of sorts so I can appreciate mental disturbances. It will help me fit in really well around here. You may have also seen me around at various benefits and other charity events - I believe in giving back to the community, and I have a few causes I am strongly devoted to but I don't like to make a big deal out of it. Anyway, I'm sure I'll be seeing you all around at some point. Try not to burn the building down - those stairs can be tricky to navigate when your pants are on fire.

[ Ring ]

( Left outside 1204 )

Say, Captain.

Have you ever done a christening before?

( Left outside 307 )

public

I'm left to wonder if things get better, in a place like this.

905(a)

Did you settle in alright?

802

It seems I'm a little late to volunteer, but if you still need participants for your tribunal, I am fairly new and don't know any of the people that seem to be involved.

202

I still owe you a drink, I think. unless i'm not to be trusted

Well, aren't these intriguing. I never knew the internet could provide such entertainment. I normally use my computer for business alone and even that's disturbing. What happened to the days where we valued face-to-face meetings? The warmth of a handshake, the honesty in eye-contact, the sound of someone's voice - don't these add up something that cannot be replicated by the internet?

Granted, you're all amusing. I've only paged through the last few posts or so. I've been a bit busy moving in, checking out the place and so on. I should be settled by the next business week - I did find a hardly trustworthy construction worker to help with the remodeling. Whoever was here last did a poor job of cleaning it when they left; there's mold everywhere.

Of course I'm sure you'd all rather hear about something other than my moving in process. My most sincere apologies to my neighbors though - if the noise is too bothersome, let me know when a better time to work on repairs would be. I'll have my man come by then instead.

Is there a way around this? It'll help in the long run, I suppose.

In case I forgot to mention it - I believe I didn't - I'm Xavier. I'd say it's a pleasure to meet you all but I technically haven't yet and I have a dislike of liars. Once we meet in person, I'm sure I can say it more satisfactorily. If you can find me, that is.

[Posted Tuesday morning - I'm slow]

Fuck this building, I don't even know why I'm doing this If it wasn't for Lotte

I'm not getting locked up in the basement, so don't try it

Why the hell did I even come here in the first place

I know this is a rather hectic time, considering you've decided to set yourselves back a couple hundred years what's been going on lately, but I feel this is as good a time as any to to say this.

You're all aware that one of the fables within the building is the Phantom of the Opera, also known as Erik. I can't and won't deny that he is dangerous, and should be avoided at all costs during the full moon. Considering the audio posts used during the last one, some of you are likely aware that Erik's voice came from my apartment number.

So yes, he is my fable counterpart or whatever the hell you call it. It's come to my attention that Christine made a post during that night, however, claiming that Erik and I are the same. As I hope everyone realizes, we aren't our fables, and I'm certainly not him. I plan on doing my best to keep him away from people during subsequent full moons, but I thought I should say this publicly and let everyone know that Christine was misinformed. Not that I need to justify myself to you people None of you are in any position to judge

If any of you fucking show up at my door after this, it'll be the last thing you ever do

[Ring]

Strange person I barely know,

Dear hermit man,

Eliot,

I don't think you remember me. I'm Joanie, the person that's been borrowing your Hebrew dictionary. I don't think I've thanked you recently, so thank you so much. It's just great.

But anyway, I just came upstairs from the catacombs. Micah's down there with Trenton. We set up a cell for him. He wanted me to tell you to write up a schedule with shifts for keeping an eye on him. The people he wants included are:

Him
You
Cole
Iris
Luther

I forgot furniture down there for the person watching. If you want something, just ask.

- Joanie

[After this.]

Here goes nothing

Most of you are likely already aware of this, but for those of you that aren't, this building seems to be outside the scope of the law. The police aren't going to help us, and I'm sure some of you have noticed that anything reported to them concerning residents of Bellum is ultimately ignored or forgotten about. This is, obviously, not acceptable. We may be ignored by the city's law enforcement but that does not mean that any of us are above the law. There are people here who have broken the law and others who will do so in the future, so we need a way to ensure that justice still prevails.

Thus, the point of this post: Micah and I have decided that our best plan of action is to set up a tribunal to deal with issues that arise in the building. This tribunal will be made up of five people, and they will be elected. Every resident of the building is allowed one vote, which will be cast anonymously, and the five people with the most votes will make up the tribunal.

I ask that everyone votes for someone whom they believe will be fair and unbiased, preferably without their own ulterior motives or vendettas that may impair their judgment. Also, please don't vote for yourself. This is a serious matter, and I hope that you're all committed to a fair and democratic tribunal. This is not meant to be vigilante justice, but a way to make sure that everyone is safe and those who break the law - which still applies to all of us - are allowed a fair trial to determine the appropriate consequences for their actions.


[...]

You're all probably wondering why now, and there's a good answer for that. One of our residents, Aaron Jacobson, was murdered about a month ago. His body was found buried in the catacombs, and the police investigation into his death is pretty much nonexistent.

We have reason to believe that Trenton in P4 murdered Aaron. Lacking any real police presence, Micah and I arrested him on charges of both murder and rape sorry Boyd and he's currently being held in a safe place pending a trial. This is why the tribunal needs to be set up as quickly as possible. Just because law enforcement has forgotten about us doesn't mean we should stand by and let murderers walk free do nothing. This likely won't be the last time we deal with something like this, either.

Any questions, comments or concerns can go here; while a separate post will follow for voting purposes. Let's see how long it takes for people to complain

Locked to 703

I know we've never met, but Micah needs you down in the catacombs. He needs you to make a cell for Trenton, somewhere to keep him until the trial.

[Added in:]

Locked to 1104A:

I think I'm going to need your legal expertise.

Locked to 608:

I'm sorry if this seems a little forward, but I noticed that you mentioned in your introduction post that you work for a law firm. Would you be willing to help with this trial in a legal context?

[ Locked to 705 ]

You get through the full moon alright, Captain?

[ Locked to 202 ]

Thanks for the supplies, Llama King. They helped a lot.

[ Locked to 605 ]

Thanks for getting Javert to stop shooting. The noise was giving me a headache.

[ Locked to 307 ]

I think you should learn some of 204's vampire jokes.

Van Helsing could tell one right before he stakes Dracula all dramatic-like.

[Friday evening]

Ring.