Rincewind (
wizzard_plz) wrote2007-11-13 04:34 pm
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1. Run: v.tr. To travel over on foot at a pace faster than a walk
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Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!
I'm going to die!
Oh shit!
Splash!
...
Maybe not.
Splash!
Oh. You're here, too.
[ooc: And welcome Rincewind to the City. He has just landed in the fountain, followed closely by the Luggage. For those who don't know the Luggage, it appears to be a rather battered wooden trunk. Until it stands up and you see hundreds of little human-ish feet.]
Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!
I'm going to die!
Oh shit!
Splash!
...
Maybe not.
Splash!
Oh. You're here, too.
[ooc: And welcome Rincewind to the City. He has just landed in the fountain, followed closely by the Luggage. For those who don't know the Luggage, it appears to be a rather battered wooden trunk. Until it stands up and you see hundreds of little human-ish feet.]
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Um, no, I probably don't. I probably smell a lot more like...
Where have I heard the words Ankh-Morpork before?
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[the Luggage manages to do a sterling job of staring up at him eyelessly]
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Anyway. It doesn't really matter, because for now...
...[looks at the Luggage a touch anxiously]...well, you're stuck here.
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Do you have potatoes here?
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[pauses and digests the question]
Yeah, we do.
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[said despondently before perking up as though Lee had just told him that there were naked dancing girls available for your convenience]
Oh good.
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So what do you do?
...we need to find you a place to stay.
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Do either of those help you?
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Do the books bite? Only I can manage angry books.
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Do you want me to take you there now? He doesn't ever close the place, and he's a pretty nice guy, from what I've seen.
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The alchemists here aren't into that, really.
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[finally puts on his soggy hat with "Wizzard" barely recognizable in manky sequins and stitching and steps out of the fountain, the Luggage trailing on his heels like a well-trained rottweiler]
Okay then, let's see the library.
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Whatever it is, I didn't do it.
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Okay. I've heard people say it's a nexus of reality, where a bunch of realities converge. Sometimes, people can get out - I got out, but the City pulled me back [he pauses, like he caught himself in a mistake, but goes on] - but if you die here you're stuck.
Oh, and every few days there's a curse.
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Oh. One of those.
Damn.
And of course there are curses. There have to be curses.
But there are potatoes.
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