ATM II Planning/Discussion Thread

[Hookbill the Goomba]

I have a little plan in mind at the moment. Is it okay to give my character a terminal disease? It fits in with my little sub plot thing.

When will the game be starting? I can't remember if its been stated. But I have exams at the moment (as well as a certain travelling Mountain game to keep going). So, I may not be very helpful to begin with. But I'll try my best.

[Diamond18]

It's already started. Right here.

[piosenniel]

If you see an 'edited by piosenniel' on your post, I'm just removing your signature.

~*~ Pio

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Originally Posted by Diamond18

It's already started. Right here.

Ah, oh dear. I seem to have fallen behind a little.
Well, I don't have an exam till Tuesday, so I'll try and read through it so far and post. Don't expect anything super fantastic from me (not just because I'm doing exams, just generally )

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

No worries, Hookbill. You've got a Mordorian in your hands. You can do whatever you want with him (her? blah... my alarm clock didn't go off and I'm running late) including showing back up in the chamber Alli's in now and asking to join in. Have at it and no worries about RL taking over. This summer should be a fascinating experience with time management for me. *panics a little* We'll work it all out.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

And sure your character can have a terminal disease.

[Diamond18]

Oops, sorry Pio, I've gotten a bit rusty in the remember-to-turn-off-sig department.

Now, a note about Skittles.

While reminding her of her tree-itis can sometimes (offtimes) work, I had not intended it to be a fool proof magic safeword, and it should not be used or viewed as such. Which is to say, I reserve the right to make Skittles utterly impossible to deal with in any rational sense, mwah ha ha ha ha.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Okay.

No torturing though. At least not right now.

[the guy who be short]

Yes, I'm being a bit stingy on the joke front. I'm still getting into character and trying to adapt to dry humour; I'll try to work something in later on. Meanwhile, I leave you all with a startling insight into the mind of Angawen Tupsë.

[Boromir88]

Bearugard has nudged into the conversation, and by all means continue to play up the spoiled little brat role.

[JennyHallu]

Diamond: That's fine with me too...it will also be delightful fun if Lola gets used to it working, and then it doesn't at some pivotal time...

Formendacil: If you don't like how I've used your character, let me know. I conceived that whole exchange and Dracomir seemed the only one at all likely to be involved in it...Skittles is swaying in the wind, and it just wasn't Smilog material.

[the guy who be short]

Boromir... how did you get past my guards?

Could you perhaps edit your post and have Angawen and Hyarmanwe come and find you, or something that solves the guard problem please?

[Anguirel]

Jenny, I think you're under the widespread misconception that Formendacil and I are identical...

I play the Lord Dracomir Malfoidacil!

If we're being strict, I'd hardly describe Dracomir as a "man", since he's only 15-18, but I don't really mind.

[Boromir88]

tgwbs, no problem. When I first read your post, I thought you had left the guards at your room. But, it's been fixed.

[Formendacil]

Originally Posted by Anguirel

Jenny, I think you're under the widespread misconception that Formendacil and I are identical...

Seems to be a common ailment around these forums...

Really, everbody, I have an avatar and am much cooler than Anguirel. We shouldn't be that hard to keep straight.

Erm... on a more serious note, so this post HAS a serious note, I shall try and get a Hyarmenwë post up within the hour. Pretty much everything that has been said about him is plausible within his character, but the motivations need some working... which is what I'll be posting about.

[JennyHallu]

Umm...right...Ang...exactly. I knew that!

[Diamond18]

Originally Posted by Feanor of the Peredhil

No torturing though. At least not right now.

Understood -- but you might want to have Alli give Skittles some kind of answer... I don't think she really accepts everything Ms. Martinet says as the will of Alli.

Diamond: That's fine with me too...it will also be delightful fun if Lola gets used to it working, and then it doesn't at some pivotal time...

Right now, I would say that Alli and Ms. Martinet can get it to work, but if a Gondorian tries it, I really don't see Skittles listening to them.

[Anguirel]

Waaah. Everyone's ganging up against poor Tom and I'm not even allowed to use a wee bit of magic. Sniff.

More seriously...Fea, you have a throwaway reference to Maika grinning at a joke. Since she has never smiled in her life and is saving one up for a special occasion, shouldn't this be changed?

Don't know why I'm moaning about this rather that Lhuna, but there we go...

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Thanks for pointing it out. I'll fix it, though surely continuity or the lack thereof have been conveniently assigned to Mordor?

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

posted to proposal ~*~ Pio


NAME: Roggie of Morgoth

AGE: uncertain

RACE: Maiar, specifically Balrog

GENDER: male

WEAPONS: flaming whip, scimitar, carcinogenic body that can either burn or cause no effect whatsoever with no respect for continuity, and with a little bit of terror.

APPEARANCE: Tall enough to require vaulted ceilings in his castle (the renovated Mount Doom Casino and Resort, now call the Mount Doom Palace and Casino), occasionally flaming, though usually just smoldering, often clad as a pirate with a superfluous eye patch and a much needed peg leg replacing that which King Mardil of Gondor once shot off during a tank chase in the bowels of Lundun. He casts a bit of a scary image, what with being a balrog and all, though it is a bit tempered by the pirate paraphernalia. His most appealing feature is his eyes, lined heavily with black kohl. Utterly wingless as of a year ago when one small Italian plumber werewolf named Mario stole those that Alli, in her former job as Balrog-Winger, had expertly given him.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Roggie is generally very calm and collected, though his temper is notorious. He listens to very few people and his best friend Alli Umfuil is one of them. He holds grudges. Roggie of Morgoth was an aspiring actor before the events of ATMI thrust him into the position of ruler of Mordor. Now he questions his ability to hold onto his kingdom which makes him consistently irritable. He often over-reacts when it comes to anything Gondorian.

HISTORY: Roggie once worked for Melkor Morgoth in a position much like that of a slave wherein he was given the suffix for his name as well as a very low self-image. Escaping the fate of Morgoth, Roggie took up his abode in Moria for just long enough to realize that his companion, Bill, was a huge wimp that could be beat up by ancient men with sticks. Roggie shifted his attention elsewhere, mainly Mordor. He relocated his home to take up his long desired acting career and was told after his first audition that his lips were too thin, his eyes not dark enough, and he needed wings before he could get any decent roles.

Very quickly he found a Balrog-Winging agency and paid a hefty amount for their services. The winger on duty that morning was none other than Alli Umfuil and they formed a fast friendship. A year and no acting jobs later, Roggie’s wings were stolen by the werewolf Mario and Roggie sought for Alli to help him regain them.

Though she did not, Roggie was caught up in her elaborate escape from Mordor wherein he lost a leg, developed a very bitter rivalry with Mardil, formed a pretty darned good friendship with Sai Onara, and gained control of the country.

A year later, he runs his country with Alli as his official spymaster.


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Thought y'all'd appreciate knowing that there's going to be a Roggie when you get to his chamber.

[Lhunardawen]

Originally Posted by Anguirel

Waaah. Everyone's ganging up against poor Tom and I'm not even allowed to use a wee bit of magic. Sniff.

More seriously...Fea, you have a throwaway reference to Maika grinning at a joke. Since she has never smiled in her life and is saving one up for a special occasion, shouldn't this be changed?

Don't know why I'm moaning about this rather that Lhuna, but there we go...

Still haven't seen that, but thanks Ang.

Which reminds me:

Dracomir now found himself alone with the girl Maika.

Ack! Maika is not a girl! Or at least you're not supposed to know that, if you know what I mean.

[Hookbill the Goomba]

I'm terribly confused. Could someone please explain to me what is going on?

It's been the last week of collage for me, so I've been a bit distracted.

[Anguirel]

Lord above. Sorry Lhuna, I was slow on the uptake...

[Lhunardawen]

No problem.

[Anguirel]

A wee synopsis for Hookbill's benefit-

The ambassadors met for an ice-breaker where several of them told two truths and a lie.

But things were interrupted when news came than loads of Mordorians had escaped-King Roggie called off negotiations.

Maika, Skittles, Smilog if you wish, Dracomir, Alli and Lola are about to set off to persuade King Roggie to change his mind. We're just waiting for Lola now.

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Ah, thank you. I thought it was something like that. I just got a little lost.

With this dyslexia of mine, I have to read though things at least twice before I get the gist.

EDIT/

I've just posted on the game. Smilog has got himself lost in the corridors looking for Roggie. He blames "That Dratted Creature".

[the guy who be short]

Firstly, Formy, you need to edit your post now that Boromir has editted his. Our talk with Bearugard now takes place in his chambers, not Hyarmanwe's. I think that only means editting about one paragraph.

Second on my agenda is that we (Me, Form, Boro) should probably plan posts with one another before we write them up. This means the tale can be told more quickly, and with less repetition of events to fill in emotions, motives, etc. I'm basically proposing allowing other people to fill in the viewpoint of your character, with your approval, by organising it beforehand. This applies as long as we're all interacting on a high frequency basis. What do you guys think?

Anguirel... I'd say sorry for abusing you so, but I know you and Malfoidacil will be able to overcome anything we throw at you.

Form, what does Hyar- mean? My wordlists indicate that your name means either "plough-Manwe" or "cleave-Manwe," both of which seem a little sacreligious both for you and for your character.

I conclude this post by saying that this RPG is causing me to think of you guys by your RPG names and cannot be good for my health.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

One thing about the otherwise perfect synopsis: Alli left them to do it by themselves.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

CHARACTER DESCRIPTION FORM


posted to proposal ~*~ Pio

NAME: Illamatar

AGE: eternal

RACE: Supreme Diety

GENDER: questionable, though encourages the pronoun “He”

WEAPONS: deau ex machina

APPEARANCE: though he is able to change appearance at will and may appear differently to many present in one situation, he favors a guise somewhat reminiscent of a long-necked, deep-eyed, bleating quadruped. Occasionally prefers invisibility.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Omnipotent, but likes to watch mortals struggle. After all, omnipotence and eternal life get boring. Still, there are times that he considers the action of the world to be similar to an obnoxious commercial playing during an excellent film and feels the need to hit fast-forward, or at the very least record the commercial, upload it onto his Mac, and digitally manipulate it into something far more interesting.

HISTORY: In the beginning, there was the void, a depressing abyss, and Eru was in it and was of it and was, indeed, it. He looked introspectively and complexly both out and in at this void and discovered that, being the void, he was watching himself watch himself. This turn of phrase fascinated him for quite some time before he desired a new plaything… a most dangerous plaything…

He created a group of angelic beings and started a band. His plaything was his baton and it occasionally flew from his divine grasp to hit members of the brass section. It was through this sort of accident that one of his musicians developed a severe mental disorder and decided to ruin all of band’s music before running off to try and take over the world. A few things happened between then and now, but none of them were particularly important. He created both heaven and Middle Earth and his musicians complained that they couldn’t see any of it, so he lit the whole thing up with some glow-in-the-dark stars, threw in some plants and animals, and eventually added some people, just for the fun of it. More importantly though, he was enjoying the performances of his truly kickin’ band.

So it was that Middle Earth got on quite well by itself for a good long aeon or two with only a few truly serious disasters. Once Eru sneezed in the middle of a really smashing metal song and a fairly unimportant island was destroyed, but he barely noticed.

Really, it wasn’t up until his musicians stopped having talent and started trying to compensate with a lack of clothing that he actually noticed this Middle Earth that he had created. He glanced quickly, seeing everything, and noticed that two of his band members (second chairs, both of them) had snuck off and gotten the place into a bit of a mess involving another Age. He also spotted a few werewolves running around and decided that he’d been lax enough and needed to help these people just a little since he’d given them the free will to do what they wanted and so, since it was his gift, the results were consequently his fault.

He appeared to a young Gondorian girl living in Mordor in a dream, taking the form of a llama, and so it was that the folk of Middle Earth began to call him Illamatar. He spoke to her in her sleep, giving her information about those in her vicinity, telling her their secrets. Voyeuristic though it may be, he didn’t mind. After all, he was Eru Illamatar, and this was more interesting that Maia Television or Vala Hits One. He fast grew addicted to this anakronistic werewolf game and began to pay far closer attention to the goings on of Middle Earth.

So it was that he would come when Alli Umfuil (for that was the name of she that he came to) called, for he learned that she tended to provide amusement, if only for how miserably her efforts proved to work out for her. He provided her with dreams even after she was appointed the position of spymaster, deciding that this was more interesting than watching his angels lip-synch and dance on infinitely large stages in provocative ways.

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For those of you unfamiliar with the diety of these lands.

[Celuien]

Would it be okay for Panakeia to make an appearance now? It will involve sending Anakron to the conference...

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

If you like. I was going to ask if the two of you wanted to show up while Alli and Tom chat over the old times "tonight", but it's up to you.

[Celuien]

I can wait. The way it works, it'll take her a while to actually show at the conference anyway. She's still at her flat in Lundun as this post is taking shape, and I'm only planning to send her on her way to follow Anakron (whose arrival I'm not writing - you'll see). She can show up during any part of the proceedings you like.

[littlemanpoet]

I'll be taking my cue from Celuien.

[Celuien]

Okay then.

Post is almost done. Will be up in the next half hour or so...

I've left everyone outside the actual negotiations, so we can arrive, interfere, and generally cause a scene where most (or least ) appropriate.

[Formendacil]

Originally Posted by the guy who be short

Firstly, Formy, you need to edit your post now that Boromir has editted his. Our talk with Bearugard now takes place in his chambers, not Hyarmanwe's. I think that only means editting about one paragraph.

I'll get to that ASAP.

Second on my agenda is that we (Me, Form, Boro) should probably plan posts with one another before we write them up. This means the tale can be told more quickly, and with less repetition of events to fill in emotions, motives, etc. I'm basically proposing allowing other people to fill in the viewpoint of your character, with your approval, by organising it beforehand. This applies as long as we're all interacting on a high frequency basis. What do you guys think?

Sounds wise enough to me... Repeating everything that you and/or Boromir said was tedious, but seemed a bit necessary.

Form, what does Hyar- mean? My wordlists indicate that your name means either "plough-Manwe" or "cleave-Manwe," both of which seem a little sacreligious both for you and for your character.

It's "Hyarmen", not "Hyarman". It's a bit of a play on myself, though you'd have to be me to get it. Elsewhere, I've had to use Formenwë in place of Formendacil due to character constraints. Basically, Formenwë means North-person (in Quenya) as opposed to Formendacil, North-Victor. Hyarmen is the opposite of Formen, meaning south. As evidence, I present Hyarmendacil I and Hyarmendacil II, Kings of Gondor. Hyarmenwë, therefore, is South-person.

[JennyHallu]

I will try to get Lola's entrance up sometime today (remember...no one knows they're the same person except for Alli)

However, it is my 21st Birthday. For those who aren't from the US...that means I make absolutely no promises of even being sober, much less actually posting.

[Anguirel]

Happy Birthday Jenny! How did I miss that?

Don't post today! That would be rampant irresponsibility! Don't neglect your vital ale-downing duties.

[Kath]

Happy birthday Jenny! We understand Have fun!

[JennyHallu]

But I can't down ale during work hours...so I was just going to neglect work. Maybe. Is that ok?

[Anguirel]

Ale-downing begins in the mind...