Refuge for Rookies

[General Geiger]

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Welcome to the Refuge for Rookies!

As an annoying adolescent with a mysognystic creative pursuit I made maps of this place and collated some creative recollections of the thread amounting to some tens of thousands of words. I'm still like that. The place is reopened!

There's a bloody big hotel core with two arms enclosing a very large pool, which goes via pressured sea tunnel to Atlantis, off the ocean shore. Owned by Galadriel, presently on holiday.

The others come in and out, bother everyone with sinister plans, and visit the bar, which is alive and semi-sentient with virtuous violence in one of the arms by the pool. It is gay, and has been out with Walrus in the past.

There are no quests, or everyone has to make something up. I'm still here!

[ASME]

ASME pokes his head into the hotel via seveal semi translusent doors... he backs out again, then comes flying through with several luggauge bags ready to be dropped. ASME drops the bags and proceeds, floating, over to where he assumes the check-in counter is, where he proceeds to tap a bell, which he did not see before, with what seemed to be the giddiness of a 5 year-old

[Killer-of-Lawye]

A curiously strange 3 armed robot hovers up to the main entrance and requests to see General Gieger. A small robot that looks more like an RC rolls up behind it, whirring and beeping to itself.

[flapjack]

*Flapjack comes crashing down the escalators, obviously picking the 1 that goes up to go down and a rather dangerous looking speed*

"Look out below!"

[General Geiger]

General Geiger comes downstairs from the specialised flat above the foyer to see the robot about itself. 'And what may you want, sir?'

[Killer-of-Lawye]

"General Giger?" The robot pulls out a slender pad from a briefcase. He quickly pushes it into GG's hands.

"You have been served. Good day."

[AcidK]

*AcidK chose this moment to appear in front of Geiger, wearing pathetically bright blothes, bangles and multicoloured shades.*

Ooo, you've been served, yo.

*AcidK coughes and morphs his clothes back, raising to normal height.*

Sorry, instant reaction...

[ASME]

ASME continues tapping the bell in the manner of a 5 year-old, not noticing the people that have appeared around him. He stops ringing the bell for a second, and then after a dramatic pause starts ringing it again...

[Demon Dave]

*Demon Dave enters the hotel from the main entrance, wearing an expensive looking suit. He is closely follwed by a tired looking bell-boy, who is struggling to carry all of DDs personalised Samsonite suitcases. As DD approaces the main desk, he suddenly has to duck as a bottle of wine flys past him, presumably thrown by the crazed automated bar. DD continues to dodge and duck the many glass objects that fly his way as the bar goes into a glass throwing frenzy. Unfortunatly however, the bell boy is not so lucky and promtly crops a pint glass to the head, knocking him clean out*

"I say dear boy, do be careful with those suitcases there's a good lad"

[slick]

A bright blue ball of energy enters the refuge with a silent movement, slowing down in the main sitting area, it stops and becomes larger, as it gets larger, it starts to flash and a multi-coloured blade starts to escape from it. it moves from the top of the ball to the bottom ripping the energy open.

As the fog clears, slick walks out and breathes in..... "man is it good to be out of there!"

[flapjack]

*At that point Flapjack reaches the main sitting area and the person that just appeared in there, resulting in a bone shattering crash as Flapjack and Slick smack into the wall at painfully high speeds*

*Almost immediatly Flapjack crawls back a little and notices he mushed someone a slight bit, thus he casts a quick heal spell on Slick, hoping that he wouldn't have noticed what hit him*

[slick]

Slick turns to face flapjack and says "hey, i saw it, but thanks for the heal, helps fit my jaw back into place, whats left of it"

Slick walks towards the bar and orders a reaver

[General Geiger]

*GG looks over the pad with mouthy pointing sounds*

"Ooh, damages claims from the ... war ... thing.

"Ooh, Ooh ... Expenses for ... KoL ... to ... get more money to ... do something with.

"No requests for anything ... much."

GG sets about with a grumble and starts up an inexpressibly fun time working with the hands on making the RfR a cheaper locale.

[Killer-of-Lawye]

"Don't forget being summoned to the divorce hearings."

The robot whirs a bit.

"Then again, those are expected to take a few years."

[AcidK]

A few years to divorce? Wow, and there's me worrying about everything before that...

*AcidK didn't like the RfR bar, it had already smashed three glasses on his forehead and was at this point swinging him around it's counter.*

Can someone sedate this bar? I was dizzy enough when the glasses hit me...

[General Geiger]

*GG taps his ear and does not otherwise react, cleaning up a few ornaments and paintings for selling*

SagCorp Secrets thought controller

"I wonder if we should all go somewhere together, find a little place to have a quest, see what can be found"

*cleans up a small amount of broken wood from a drillhole - a repair point from something in the hotel*

[Demon Dave]

*DD, looking impatient by the front desk, begins to ring the bell and shout loudly in an attempt to get the attention of someone*

"I say, can we have some service out here hmmm?"

[David91]

*Creatior ignores the last word on the sign and marches into the hotel, fully laden with luggage and stuff like that, as he has learned from previous experiences that he is a poor plane/spaceship pilot, and there isn't enough boot space in those for all of his stuff anyway.*

"Behold, for I am here!"

[mrmao]

Occ/ Ahhh perfect way to introduce character and trust me if my brain worked right, which it rarely dose this will be a good character./Occ

A blue vortex opens up and from out of it rolls a man with a serial number on his neck. Along with him come three plasma discharges, most likely from plasma weapons. The plasma bolts hit the wall harmlessly, and the man had turned himself to face the portal with a plasma pistol drawn. He seemed to insepct someone to come through the vortex any minute now. However as the vortex closed he relaxed and started to look at his surroundings. When he notices the first person he stops sudenly and raises his pistol at then.

"Were am I and what are the laws on Artifical Intelligence?" he asks

[flapjack]

*At which point Flapjack drops his head down to the floor in front of MrMao*

"Last time I checked the law said no aggressive Artificial intellegences and stuff like that."

*Flapjack narrowly dodges a set of shot glasses*

"But it's not like anybody ever cares about them, so I guess you're free to build your AIs, as long as they don't attack the RfR, because if they do attack the RfR, I'll have to get angry, ask the bar what it's like to get me angry."

[General Geiger]

GG potters among the things piled up, and waves fairy dust all over them, and talks to himself quite gently, and sprays the hotel lobby with air freshener so it smells quite nice.

Then he goes, and nicely gives Demon Dave an allotted room.

After this he sprays perfume all over mrmao, inviting him to join the Refuge and do whatever he so desires, then goes and gets the bar some more substances to attack people with

Voooosh!

After all this he sits down and thunks about what comprises a quest.

[AcidK]

*AcidK was finally released from the bar, after realising that the only way to be let loose was to aplologise for poking it with suspicion. The problem was, however, was that he was still spinning around when he was let go, being sent directly towards GG and falling onto the floor next to him.*

Ug, wish all bars would be a little less violent sometimes.

*With this a shot glass hits him on the forehead, knocking him out in his currently dizzy state.*

[David91]

*Creatior is thrown on to his back when a plasma discharge from the vortex slams into the wall beside him, skimming a few layers of skin from his left shoulder and then burning itself into the plaster. He stands, clutching his shoulder with a handkerchief.*

"Damn you, Mr. Mao! You'll pay for that hole in my jacket!"

[Sound that results from fainting due to an atmosphere overdosed with air freshener]

[mrmao]

"You mean there are no laws regarding AI, AI internment camps?"Mrmao suddnely seemed to relax a lot more.
"I knew that it would seend me to another dimesion but i had no idea they sould be this different." he says this to himself. Noticing that confusion of his nature in flapjack's statment's. " Allow me to clarify, organic, I am Mrmao a Nanodroid Mark IV. That vortex was a transdimensional conduit. Myself anf other renegade Mrk IV were trying to escape our Earth. Unfortunatley our enclave was found and attacked by a military unit. I was the only one to escape."

[flapjack]

"I know what that vortex was, they get used all the time around here."

*To signify the importance of what he just said, Flapjack was immediatly hit in the hit by a small box dropping out of a wormhole, which he picks up and reads who it is being sent to. Moments later a hypersonic box-sized projectile narrowly misses several patrons as it tries to find its way towards GG*

"And don't start sounding like my old computer, it's still busy cleaning up the mess from the last time I crashed into something, they should really make towers above 100 feet outlawed."

[Gothandsilver]

Gothandsilver walked upto the doors of the hotel and sighed. She had not wanted to encounter people, but really in order to rest in a comfy bed, she had no choice. She strode upto the counter and pulled her hood down, and spoke in a low voice.

"I want a kingsize room," Then quickly added, "Please."

She could feel eyes boring into her head and looked around, spotting the one who stared at her.

"I hope you know it's impolite to stare..."

[General Geiger]

GG ponders over AI and thinks through some of the strictures for the RfR still enchained in his head.

'There is something about an AI aspect to the peace agreement written down somewhere, but it's old. We're in more peaceful times here, but the anti-war acts damned us to petty boredom with the machines. The bar ... Hmm, how illicit is this place?'

He goes over and gives Gothandsilver a hand. 'There's no one dangerous here, my dear. Let me give you a room. There there there. Let me pat your hand.'

[General Geiger]

*GG catches the box-projectile in his hands and sticks it under his jacket for later examination*

'Yes, we'll call this an AI-permitted zoning, from here on in. All AIs permitted and welcome, no regulations otherwise.'

SagCorp thoughts director slowly trims the eventuality into something less legally constricting, like a happily forlorn ending

[Gothandsilver]

She was too tired to try and distinguish wether it was sarcasm or genuine concern... either or, she didn't care much for either. She simply nodded and followed the person who approahced her. She didn't take much notice of her surroundings, scratching her head with one of the small claws on her wings. She was itching to draw a bath, and cuoldn't wait to get to her room.

[flapjack]

*Flapjack at that point stomped over towards the pool, knocking several tables over on his way there. Amazingly the moment he had past, the tables stood back up as if they where themselves alive. Somewhere halfway towards the pool, Flapjack turned his head around*

"Remember GG, room 500 is mine and Gal's room is still off limits to everyone, at least untill she comes back some day and says otherwise."

*Flapjack then continued towards the pool, the bar popping off a few more shot glasses towards him, which subsequently shattered harmlessly on his scales*

[AcidK]

*AcidK awoke from his daze, although slightly dizzy, and saw the bar's attention was on FJ. His mind was not currently set properly to create a psychic sheild around himself, show he simply ducked and dived towards the reception desk, sliding on the floor and stopping just as he reach the counter. He then found it hard to control his mouth, psychics suddenly not wanting to work his body at all. What came out sounded like broken english and only a few words were heard, mumbled although they were:*

Large room, comfy bed, expensive, quickly...

*AcidK placed a bag of gems on the counter, rare and expensive ones, before placing a cigar in his mouth, unlit, and attempted a grin.*

[flapjack]

*Upon arriving at the edge of the pool, Flapjack soundlessly slips into the water and disappears beneath the waves to take a nap in Old Atlantis*

[Heiro]

Heiro wakes up in room# 67987283920184213.
As per his recommendations. The walk always acts as a good hangover cure. Rolling over, he picks his training weapon from the side, a small furry headed stick with small danging bits and lots of fluresent pink. Taking three steps, he turns and grabs his room key before starting the 18 hour walk to the main complex...

[David91]

Originally Posted by David91

*Creatior is thrown on to his back when a plasma discharge from the vortex slams into the wall beside him, skimming a few layers of skin from his left shoulder and then burning itself into the plaster. He stands, clutching his shoulder with a handkerchief.*

"Damn you, Mr. Mao! You'll pay for that hole in my jacket!"

[Sound that results from fainting due to an atmosphere overdosed with air freshener]

"Grrr."

*Noticing that everybody is ignoring him, Creatior stands up, staggers into the centre of the room, and repeats the act [see quote], in an attempt to provoke a reaction from somebody.*

[flapjack]

*Flapjack resurfaces after Creatior's act and runs over to him, unfortunately forgetting the rule about dragons not having brakes*

"INCOMING!"

[AcidK]

*AcidK, being in the area at the time, was suddenly knocked and pushed by FJ, and continued to be pushed towards Creatior. AcidK snapped out of his daze and started to push FJ, his feet on the ground, in order to slow him down. However this did not go well as the golden dragon toppled over him due to high centre of gravity, making both AK and FJ roll towards Creatior instead.*

[David91]

*In cartoons, this would involve an amusing chase scene where Creatior would comically run away from the rolling ball of doom, possibly with some Indiana Jones spoof scenes added in. However, when Creatior gains consciousness he also gains common sense, and leaps off to the side, allowing AcidK and flapjack to roll past him (not that he would have slowed them down if he had been in their path). He shakes a fist at them for good measure as they head towards an interior wall of the hotel.*

[flapjack]

*Flapjack however happens to have a tail, which just randomly happens to flick out towards David at high speed, right after which Flapjack impacts into the wall, which veers several meters backwards to stop him and Acidk, before slowly moving back to its originally position*

[David91]

*From skipping at school, and from military training, Creatior expertly jumps and ducks to avoid the tail, steadily moving away from it. With a final flourish, he backflips and lands, crouched, in safety. He stands for a bow, bangs his head on a wall light and knocks himself unconscious.*

[flapjack]

*Flapjack carefully untangled himself from the mess he'd gotten himself into, harshly dropping Acidk by the wall before walking over to the unconscious David*

"Hmm, let's just solve your hole problem."

*Flapjack quickly and expertly rips David's clothes off, leaving him with only his underwear. As soon as this is done, Flapjack further shreds the clothes, then tosses the remains into Gal's room, leaving the door unlocked again*

[David91]

*Creatior regains consciousness, grabs some new clothes from his bags, and punches flapjack in the face with a convenient object that would affect dragons if used to punch them, such as a large concrete block launched from a large-concrete-block-launcher. What's worse, is that the concrete hasn't quite set yet, but is the quickdrying kind. Creatior strolls off to get himself a room as flapjack is partially encased in concrete and temporarily unable to attack him (due to a weighted limb, block around his head, or similar).*

"One attack-proof room, please."

*As Creatior waits for Geiger to respond, he straps on various survival gear items and weapons, which he often needs in his hazardous life of avoiding terrible enemy danger and then injuring himself on domestic household products. As a precaution he puts a spray-thingy of Dettol Aggressive (TM, for disinfectant and use as pepper spray, against all enemies, from bacteria to polar bears) in a pistol holster.*

[AcidK]

*AcidK finally regained his conciousness, being spun around by an aggressive bar and then being rolled over and smacked into a wallm and finally fell from the wall itself, being hanging there for some time. AcidK shook his head quickly to gain some more thoguht from his still half-asleep daze, rising up and pulling two canisters from his pocket, one labelled Dozy, the other labelled Dragon-Drunk.*

Okay, no more mister calm AK...

*AcidK placed the cinisters and began to fire round after round upon David and FJ, David receiving a lot of doziness and FJ receiving the most potent dragon drunkeness known. AcidK did not stop pumping the darts out until the canisters were empty, looking up from his arm to see how many had actually hit.*

[Gothandsilver]

Gothand silver flops onto the bed in her room and sighs. She took off the cape and walked out of her room, locking it and putting the key into her boot.
Heading towards the bar she heard a few dull thuds and decided that this wasn't necesarilly the sort of place where people would be looking for her and so she walked in, avoiding the flying objects around her and nodded to the bar.

"Can I have a tall glass of whatevers hard enough to knock out a hairy old man."

[AcidK]

*AcidK turned to the bar and shook his head with wide, open eyes. His mind raced at this point, mostly saying: If it's a Myst Breaker, it could add another law suit on me...*

[Gothandsilver]

Gothandsilver took the glass and paid the bar, then turned to the person who was staring. Wether it was at her or the bar she didn't care, and sipped her drink.

"Unless your planning to catch flys I'd close your mouth... oh and don't stare... its rude." She said, pulling a cigarette out of her boot with her tail and lighting it up.

[flapjack]

*Flapjack, who is now severely drunk but has so far managed to avoid passing out, stumbles over towards the bar, not stopping for anything while randomly yelling pieces of songs and ancient spells, as a result an almost constant stream of magical effects fills the area immediatly around him and the bar*

"I never did like fighting 3 of ya."

[AcidK]

*AcidK closes his mouth and turns around, knowing that by now one of his drinks would have had an effect. He was watching FJ with considerable interest now, pulling out a note-book and writing down FJ's actions. It wasn't that AcidK was interested in FJ, but Dragon-Drunk was one of his best creations, which was long overdue for revamping.*

[Gothandsilver]

She found drunk people amusing.
No, she found them hilarious.
She smiled slightly as she drank more of the drink and watched the room be illuminated by a few seconds of magical crap.

Now this was entertainment.

[flapjack]

*At which point Flapjack attempted to overrun the bar, with considerable consequences on those nearby as a large variety of random and sometimes sharp objects fill the air. Most interesting is a single large object, which appears to be a small bar on a large clump of concrete*

"Come back here you 2, I should have known you where cowards!"

[AcidK]

Interesting, a golden dragon being in the same emotions, perhaps amplified, after a rather large dose...

*AcidK takes a few notes as he ducks a few sharp splinters heading his way.*