Sabra La Tau

Who: Hydacula & visitors
Where: Skullcrusher Mountain AND BEYOND
When: Day 237, evening
What:

TEAM MEETING! Also the grub's done. But more importantly TEAM MEETING! STATUS REPORTS, GO!

Who: Blanks
Where: The arena
When: Day 228, later afternoon
What:

The blanks were hurried back to the arena by the shuffling, scurrying cardboard cut outs. They seemed quite impatient!

It was time for them to cast out a wolf from their beloved farm. This disguised rascal would no longer cause any pig or sheep or cow any harm! They would make sure of it!

A sheep held the ballot box. Which would the animals exile?

"This is beginning to be a bit predictable. . ." the Judge sighed as she continued to read.

((ooc: VOTE FOR HYDRACULA OR CETUSORION you have til 10pmish!!))

Who: One irate Hydra, other Hydraculans, and the curious and/or brave
Where: The riverside just south of the cove
When: Day 227, noonish
What: CLEANING ALL THE SHEETS

[Most times there's a large pot suspended over a cooking fire, there's inevitably an accompanying aroma of fresh soup or stew, or a slow-cooked pot roast.

Today, at best, there's the odour of stale sweat being surpressed beneath the omnipresent hint of soap as sheet after sheet is sterilized between washings in the river.]

Confining oneself to your quarters for days on end is understandable given the circumstances, but to have lain upon the same linens through several stages of a clearly contagious illness, and then to further use the same bedsheets without so much even a thought to washing them boarders on a reprehensible lack of cleanliness. The only wonder is, perhaps, that the whole of our units were not subjected to the same periods of fever and delirium.

Who: Hydracula, Delpavo, and Lizardking have all been invited (and informed to bring food)
Where: On Delpavo's front lawn
When: Day 216, late morning
What: TONIGHT, WE PICNIC IN HELL ok no just by the lake

[MOTHERFUCKING BARBECUE YOU GUYS. With badgercroc and some stuff that isn't badgercroc. And booze. You wanna get drunk before noon? Stop on by!]

((HUGE POST IS GIGANTIC! Kururu whipped us up some links!

Trixie
Scowl
Watanuki
Moltov
Allen
Arson
Rabi
Yayoi
Syaoran
Ed
Zero
Albert
Zelgadis
Boomer
Apple
Sparta
Link
Hawk
Tsuna
Pyre
Kanda
Black
Zexion
Feathers
Summer
PAGE 2))

Who: Hydracula
Where: Skullcrusher Mountain
When: Day 213, evening
What: Misery and maybe cake, with a side of we hate you

Y'know, I think I'mma skip dinner tonight.

Who: anyone
Where: Arena
When: Day 213, late afternoon
What: >8F

[one by one, as the killing is done with, the doors open]


Oh my children. I'm so, so proud of you all. Such will! Such lust. I suppose I can say now, I was a little worried. Stage fright can lead to a terrible tummy-ache, after all.

Oh, oooh, but you~ were~ beautiful. The pack that formed early and struck without mercy. The feeding frenzy upon the Dolphin as soon as you smelled blood in the water. Fox and Hydra lashing out. So big and brave you were! If I could give each and every one of you a big hug you know I'd do it right now.

Well, I won't underestimate you again, dear hearts, oh best beloved. Next time we'll really see what you can do. I promise~ ♥

Who: DANGERBEAR PARTICIPANTS
Where: On the way to the arena, out of earshot of the dorms
When: Day 213, During the walk to the Arena
What: >8F

[It is quiet.]



[OOC: GOSH WHAT COULD BE HAPPENING IN THIS POST. Commenting to this post is accepting that you will be attacked. This does not mean the same thing as being killed! Although that is an option. :|b Your attacker will be in contact with you to discuss how you prefer your fight threads to end, but keep in mind this is only for people playing in Queen's game.]

Who: Those called
Where: The Arena
When: 212, early afternoon
What: :)

[It may be the smell more than anything else that calls you now to the Arena. It smells so good it’s almost maddening. No matter what your team managed to scrape together for breakfast, by the time you get to the arena, your mouth is watering and you are famished. Nothing has ever smelled so good.

And when you arrive it’s easy to see why. There is a buffet set out, with every variety and preparation of meat available. Fried pederpes, slow stewed raptor, squidrats curried in sauce spicy enough to make even them seem tasty. There’s barbeque, grilled legs, pulled meats and racks of ribs nearly the size of a full grown man. Steamed fish, fried fish, fish sticks, fish cakes, fatty lizard cutlets shaped like little fish. At the center of it all is an exquisitely prepared and sliced traditional Vulpeculan twelve-layered combobeast. There is precious little garnish, and no side dishes at all to speak of- vegetables have been used sparingly if at all. The only other thing missing is any sort of personal place setting. There are no plates, no knives, no forks. Just the meat. The only individual vessels you’ll find at all are wooden cups full of thick, dark red wine.

The meats steam, crackle and glisten. It looks so good. It looks so good.

Around the Arena are the War Rooms that may be familiar to some, as each new team enters the arena, a grayed out door gains the color of that team]


Ooh, hello my darlings. It’s been far too long, I do believe. But I’ve had a good rest, and now I’m hungry. I certainly hope you’re all hungry too~ ♥

Please, help yourselves. There’s no need to hold back at all on my account. In~ fact~ I rather insist that you don’t.

((TEAM ROOMS:
MONOCEROS
LEPUS
VULPECULA
HYDRA
PYXIS
ORION
CEUTS
URSA
DELPHINUS))

Who: Hydra and MYSTERIOUS GUEST
Where: fields area
When: Day 212, morning
What: a fun adventure!!

[This morning, around the time little Hydra heads typically poke out of their skull, there are a multitude of friendly faces waiting! Their mandibles click together expectantly.

Save the friendly terapede guides, the walk down is not exceedingly interesting.

The figure they find in middle of the new fields could be slightly more interesting.]

Who: Hydracula and whoever?
Where: Hydra
When: Day 175, late
What:

[TONIGHT after only the tiniest amount of scrabbling sounds, there is an extraordinarily scruffy and undeservedly smug face peeking down to survey the Hydra common room.]

I found you!

Who: Hydra and Katou
Where: Hydracula area
When: Day 158, late morning
What: something super special

[An Ophi is smoking on your doorstep. Crouching and giving the door a knockity knock knock]

Ooooi~

Who: Hydracula
Where: Angerdome
When: Day 157, night
What: >:/

You'll all be pleased to know that I have formulated four-and-a-half elaborate revenge plots on the way home!

Who: All regular Blanks
Where: In your dorms
When: Day 155 and 156
What:

[It doesn't really happen all at once, or to every dorm at the same time. But over these two days, you might spy a tiny spider slipping under the door. It is soon followed by several others, skittering along the floor, up the common room table and small cocoons of webbing are industriously opened. Almost as quickly and efficiently they scatter, vanishing.

If you missed this event... then perhaps you simply looked over and saw six small memory berries and the traces of webbing around them, fine threads catching the torchlight.]

((OOC: Two things! FIRST! Start your dorm's threads with [Your Team Name] for the sake of organization. SECOND. When you take your memories, ping Nishi with a thread link.))

Who: Who normally plays games?
Where: Where are they normally played?
When: Day 152, morning
What: What do you think?

[The call is sounded and Persona is on the throne. The game's "volunteers" are lying on plush beds with what seem to be giant screens with shadowy figures beside them, rather than doors.]

Who is the true "self?" Is it what you see? Or is it someone else?

Is there another side of you? Your friends?

Would you know it if you saw it?

((FOTHERMUCKER \o/ SHADOW GAME. ALL VOLUNTEERS ARE BEHIND THE CURTAIN WHICH IS NOW RAISED.))
Sign-in!
Mingle!

ENTRY POINTS:
HYDRA
VULPECULA
CYGNUS/PYXIS
MONOCEROS/LEPUS/PAVO
CEPHEUS/ORION
CANIS
LACERTA
DELPHINUS
CORVUS/LYNX

STAGGERED ENDGAME
MEMORIES))

Who: Hydracula and friends
Where: SEE BELOW
When: Day 151, Afternoon - evening
What: TWO PART POST - CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE

[If you are to see Hydracula in the earlier part of the day, chances are it is in the tunnels, covered in lake mud, navigating the far tunnels seeking out any signs of fatty lizard herds passing through recently...




If you catch them later, it will be back in the dorm area. The teams are bruised, scraped and lacerated in some cases, but TRIUMPHANT. Meat and skin are stripped, sacrifices for Beast laid out, bones set to dry, meat set to smoke. IT HAS BEEN A BUSY DAY, and the wind down begins now.]

Who: Hydra, Del, visitors
Where: Delpavo area?
When: Day 146, afternoon
What:

[Hydra followed their gay leader to Link's lawn, memory berries in tow, looking for a stresspire!]

Who: Pavo, Hydra, Monoceros, Lepus, Canis, Corvus, Lynx
Where: The Arena
When: Day 146, Noon
What: Loser Game

[When the call goes out and you arrive in the arena you will find that the lights in it are muted again, and a headless statue sits on the throne. The mansion that usually accompanies here is shrouded in shadow behind her on the other hand, only visible if you really look for it. Instead, there are three camp fires burning in the middle of the Arena, complete with a bowl of marshmallows beside each.]

Tell me- [A burst of static] story.

((Mingle
Instructions
Discussion
Endgame))

Who: Hydra, interlopers.
Where: Hydra
When: Day 145, right after this
What: Simba visited the elephant cemetery D8

[Scowl has received cuddles and now Rainbow is addressing Simba]

We need to talk.

Who: Badger, Lightning Rod, Pikachu, Whoever!
Where: From a convenient tunnel near the commons!
When: Day 145, morning
What: RUNNIN'

[HEY IT'S SOME MISSING FOLKS]

[HEY IT'S SOME GIANT FLYING DINOSAUR BURSTING THROUGH THE CAVE WALL]

[HEY WE ARE RUNNING LIKE HELL TO THE LAKE]

--I DON'T THINK WE LOST IT YET!

Who: Hydracula, visitors
Where: Inside the angerdome
When: Day 143, Late morning
What: SIMBAAAAA


[BOY LAST NIGHT SURE WAS EXCITING. There was definitely something of a commotion late last night bringing their squished teammate back home, however much attempts at keeping it subdued were made.

Now Simba's been settled into the least lumpy bed they have, and Scowl at least has been keeping constant paranoid vigil waiting for him to wake up.]

Maybe we should call that Judge . . .