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Post by Machaeus on Mar 23, 2006 13:58:21 GMT -5
This RP is basically wacky stuff that happens when people walk into Machaeus' room. It's full of potions, magic ingredients, and (soon) hilarity. Any test subjects  ...I mean, roleplayers ;D are allowed. BEGIN! Machaeus is standing over a cauldron in his darkened room. The curtains are drawn, and the lights are off. The only lights are from a small lantern with a bright green mote within, the bubbling cauldron, and the fire underneath. There is an assortment of bottles, containers, and flasks strewn about the nearby table. Machaeus begins to chant, tossing in the objects he describes: "Fang of cobra stuck in eye,
Blood of fiend that long ago died,
Spittle of a sphinx's groom,
Rainbow thread from magic loom,
Charcoal cooled in Heaven's rain,
Distilled hope, and essence of pain,
Wooden bottle soaked in brine,
Fill it with centuries-old wine.
Into the cauldron, on the double!
To make my He!!broth boil and bubble!"(Jump in at any time  ) |
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Post by arbiterchamp on Mar 23, 2006 17:37:02 GMT -5
Ruri:and you wonder why people think your evil...
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Post by Machaeus on Mar 23, 2006 20:48:46 GMT -5
Machaeus turns and smiles. "Oh, hello, Ruri! Actually, the point of the funny speech is really a tribute to the Bard Himself - I'm referring, of course, to Shakespeare. I love the story of 'MacBeth', always have. I was trying to sound like the three witches from Act Four, Scene One. You know, 'Double, double, toil and trouble, fire burn and cauldron bubble'? But that's beside the point.
"This potion - at least in theory, I haven't tested it yet - is supposed to grant regenerative properties. I think I got all the ingredients right," he says, taking a quick look at his spellbook. He then nods, and scoops up the potion in a glass flask. He then puts a cork on the bottle and takes a ladle to the main batch. He then takes a sip, and you notice his fingers are crossed.
A puff of smoke later, and in Machaeus' place is a gangly humanoid with a crimson mohawk, two large tusks coming from his mouth, black beady eyes, and sea-blue skin. He looks at his hands (which only have two fingers now) and groans, "Ah, sheet. Ah said REGENERAYTION, mon, not 'Transmute to Warcraft Troll'! Gah dameet...well, eet's steel the same eeffect, just has too much transmutaytion majeek een eet." He heaves a sigh, and the potion wears off. The smoke appears again, and Machaeus is back to normal. "I guess it's good enough for government work," he groans, and bottles the rest.
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Post by arbiterchamp on Mar 24, 2006 17:50:30 GMT -5
Ruri:were you supposed to get a jamaican accent?
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Post by Machaeus on Mar 25, 2006 0:05:04 GMT -5
(It was a jamaican accent, silly. Ever play Warcraft II or the later versions?)
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Post by arbiterchamp on Mar 25, 2006 18:42:58 GMT -5
(i have but it's been a while, i'm more of a Starcraft player...yes i know that their both blizzard games, but i just like Starcraft better)
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Post by Machaeus on Mar 25, 2006 21:58:02 GMT -5
(alright...never played starcraft, magic appeals to me a wee bit more than tech. Magic could do all technology can and more)
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Post by arbiterchamp on Mar 26, 2006 11:49:52 GMT -5
(well we just have different tastes, back to the RP)
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Post by Machaeus on Mar 26, 2006 15:02:01 GMT -5
Machaeus begins to mumble as he rinses out the sludge from the bottom of his cauldron and fills it up again with a strange liquid. "Alright, let this sit for a minute and I'll be able to start in again." He checks the fire underneath and adds a few sticks and one log to it, then dusts his hands and walks away. He looks to see Urufu grabbing a red potion from the wall. "NO, WAIT! DON'T DRINK THAT - "
POOF!
" - one."
Urufu looks down at his new form and frowns. He looks to Machaeus and says, "Why do you have a potion that lets you become female?"
"It works both ways, first of all, and second, it's for recon and disguises," the warlock says angrily. "I mean, I'm not THAT desperate of a loser."
"Suit yourself. Hey, can I have the rest of this?" Machaeus' reply is the flat of his dagger on Urufu's skull. "Ow," he whines, corking the potion and placing it back.
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Post by arbiterchamp on Mar 26, 2006 22:46:51 GMT -5
Ruri:okay, that was wierd...
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Post by Machaeus on Mar 27, 2006 13:50:19 GMT -5
Urufu grabs another bottle while Machaeus isn't looking. Ruri notices...
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Post by Dr. Alex Sherwood on Mar 27, 2006 15:57:43 GMT -5
Alex:(comes into room) Hey guys! What's up?(sees potions and cauldrons)Whoa..freaky...(at that, she's turned into a frog)(sarcastic)Ha ha-RIBBIT!
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Post by Machaeus on Mar 27, 2006 17:35:43 GMT -5
Machaeus' head whips around, and he groans. "What in the name of Greyhawk - " he starts, stops, sputters nonsense syllables for a second, and finishes, "WHAT THE HE!! HAPPENED! Did he drink a potion?"
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Post by Dr. Alex Sherwood on Mar 28, 2006 15:44:31 GMT -5
(Alex is a woman!!)
Alex: No-RIBBIT!Crap...why do these things always happen?
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Post by Machaeus on Mar 28, 2006 23:21:42 GMT -5
(sorry. I know a kid named alex from my school, and he's...memorable. In a bad way. I guess he's just stuck in my head or something...people think my golden retriever is a girl all the time, so I'm sure he knows the feeling, or something.)
"You mean to tell me that you spontaneously polymorphed into a frog? What are you, some kind of accidental druid?" Machaeus shouts. He grabs a potion and shoves it to the frog. "This should transform you back," he grumbles.
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...I mean, roleplayers ;D are allowed. BEGIN!
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