I wanna play Dungeons and Pasos.

[Ginger]

I hate this weather. It makes me crazy.

[Rusel]

Tis the season to be crazy....

Let's rumble so I can get rid of this excess energy... Dancer won't come within 20 feet of me until I chill out... And my legs can't carry my fat body to run the energy off....

I recently rode bareback, and bare butt in my open round pen.... It was wonderful... The weather had just changed and the wind was blowing. Dancer was acting a fool and showing off. I guess I was laughing to loud.

The neighbor to the west put up a full length (900') 8' privacy fence.. The neighbor to the east has moved and has a for sale sign at the front of his place.... Hummm don't they usually sell then move.....

[Ginger]

DungeonMaster (that's me) Rolls the Dice:

Five.

*Consults the Sheet:

Rusel. Your go.

You are in a room. It is cold, a little bit dark, and smells like goats. You have one level one magic spell to cast, one level one weapon to use, and one miscellaneous level two thing to do.

What do you do?

[Abejita]

I recently rode bareback, and bare butt in my open round pen

First..too much information :shock:

secondly does this explain the wild hair up your butt causing the sudden burst of posts concerning voting..CJ..Robin.... ;-)

[Ginger]

DungeonMaster rolls for Abejitagerraghwhynn (that's your Dragon Name, unless you can come up with a better one) of Pasolachlandvale.

You are outside the room of RuselFindADragonName. You have no spells, no abilities, no dexterity, and a five on wisdom. You have for effects a small length of cord made of Rusel's braided butt hair.

What do you do?

[Abejita]

You have no spells, no abilities, no dexterity

Have you been reading my journal again???

You have for effects a small length of cord made of Rusel's braided butt hair.

What do you do?

Considering that I have never played D&D (that was my sisters thing) I hang myself with the cord....

[Heidi]

I hate this weather. It makes me crazy.
So this explains Hubby's snarky mood when he came home from work! Let me in, I'd like to blow some steam off, too. I couldn't kill him. He brings home the paycheck.

[Ginger]

Have you been reading my journal again???

Dude- it's a Grimoire!

Considering that I have never played D&D (that was my sisters thing) I hang myself with the cord....

*Rolls dice* Sorry- you lived. Do you want a restoration potion, a dragon to come swallow you, or a Paso to carry you off to the Magic Forest?

Heidi: Since Rusel hasn't tagged us, and I gave Abejita enough rope to hang herself, you're sitting by a pond with a Mt. Dew and half a pizza. There are hoofprints all around, so that might account for why the breadstick box was shredded and empty. Do you A- try to locate the breadsticks or at least their perpetrator, or go try to find Rusel to interact with her character?

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[Heidi]

Half a pizza was enough for me, but the Mt Dew sent me over the edge and I have energy to spare. I'm following hoof-prints.

[Ginger]

The hoofprints lead into the woods. It's dark and oddly quiet in there, no birds or squirrels hanging upside down on the trees cussing you, or anything. You can hear that annoying whir of mosquitoes, though.

The hoofprints wind around a well-used path, and there are bits of green and yellow hair, long ones, on the occasional close-to-the-path tree.

You come to a large old rotted log. You can go over it or around it, you can turn around and go the other way, or you can cast a magic spell (teehee, nerd time!). What do you do- and why?

[Heidi]

I decide to climb over it, and while I'm up there I'll have a look around for the horse or Rapunzel. Maybe the horse is NAMED rapunzel? However, I forgot all about the "rotting log" part and fell through.

I'm now IN the rotting log and HAVE TO cast a magic spell, because I find I am NOT ALONE in the rotten log! But since I am such a bad spell-caster, known far-and-wide for my attempts at rectification that usually wind up "wrecked", I find I am in an even worse predicament.

[Ginger]

The log suddenly gives a shudder, and a dull scraping sound is heard outside. Something is rocking it. On the other side of the log is a steep hill to the creek. If the log is loosened, it will roll down hill.

A strange reek of garlic and gunpowder suddenly permeates the air, so if you don't fall into the creek, you'll probably suffocate.

Will nobody save this person? Barb? Where's your sorry butt? It doesn't take that long to take the old man's shoes off and bake him a pie. Get the apron off and come on in here.

[pasofantasy]

I'm coming on a grey steed! Shall I whisk her up with me or does she just want to grab my lance? Oh, he has such a smooth largo, that he seems to fly! Perhaps, we should just swoop her up as we fly over. I hope, that we don't frighten her!

[Heidi]

I am well and thoroughly panicked now!
The stinky creatures in the log with me are squeaking, squealing and biting at my legs. They won't leave me alone long enough to cast one of my miserable spells! The hole they use to enter/exit the log is too small for me so I'm trying to reach the hole in the top of the log that I fell through and scrabble my feet up the inside of the rotten log. Ungrateful critters, I gave them a sksylight and fresh air, For Grim's Sake!

I can hear hoofbeats approaching the log and I want to call out, but I don't know if the sound bears friend, foe or just a hooved animal. For that matter, what sort of creature is ROCKING the log?!

I manage to get part way out of the hole in the top of the log. I can still hear the hoof beats approaching but what concerns me most is the huge, hairy pelt of the beast scratching its' back against the log! Out of the corner of my eye I see the family of stinky leg-biters scrambling away and as I wonder where they are going, the Hairy Beast has heard the hoof beats and abruptly stands up, knocking the log loose and it is starting to roll over!

I lose my grip on the edge of the hole and fall back into the log as it rolls down the hill towards the creek. Great Grim Above!...a headache AND a bath...please, let a tree stop this jouncing. I really don't want a bath.

[Barbwire]

I haven't a clue about D & D, never played it, BUT, I want some of what Heidi's smoking, just the same.

[Mellifluous]

I haven't a clue about D & D, never played it, BUT, I want some of what Heidi's smoking, just the same.

me too, me too!

[TrueStepPaso]

Heeeey...no one is going to save Heidi? :-? :shock:

[Moniece Dickerson]

QUICK Pasofantasy!!Cast a spell to stop the log and get her out of it so you can swoop her up!!Your friend,Moniece

[Heidi]

Heeeey...no one is going to save Heidi? :-? :shock:
Don't worry. I'm smoking enough to not feel the bumps and bruises... ;-) I'll wait for someone to come rescue me...until tonight...and if no one saves me, I'll save myself. Or wind up with a bath in the creek.

[Ginger]

Ok, nobody's figured out the "chain story" concept but pasofantasy and heidi? c'mon, y'all! I can't master your dungeon tonight, I got double lessons! :razz: When I get in though...

[Mellifluous]

I am sitting on a boulder by the creek trying to catch a big trout that has been surfing the current in front of me. Everything is peaceful and quite, no sign of the hairy backed papa john's monster out here. Wait, it sounds like Phoebe is up to something.

Now what? I thought Phoebe would be OK tied to a tree and there she is pulling back. Durn it all - I have had enough of this panic and pull back stuff. Actually, she looks pretty scared...wait, what is that crashing noise!?!? There is a old rotten log rolling down the hill toward us and it is screaming! Oh no! Phoebe is loose and I have the trout hooked on my line - and that blasted log is rolling right towards me

It comes to a stop against the boulder that I was just sitting on. Whew, close call! Now where did Phoebe get off to? Hey, I still have the trout on my line!

Do I hear a voice coming from the log? What have I been smoking?

[pasofantasy]

I tried to rescue her, but she thought she could do it herself! LOL Later, I was having computer problems and couldn't post. I can only give it one last try.

Cast a spell? :eek: I have this wonderful, magical, flying paso!

"Chalice, I hear someone calling. Let's hurry!" Up into the air they fly. Finally, they come into sight of the rolling log, heading towards the water.
"Look at that boulder over there! I bet a big boy like you could use it for a ball. Let's go down there." Down Chalice and Pasofantasy floated to the earth! (I have to rescue Heidi; I don't have time to think of a name for myself!) They backed up to the boulder. Chalice went onto both front feet and kicked the boulder hard, sending it flying through the air! It landed in the path of the log as planned.

The log rolls into the boulder and comes to a stop on a moss-covered side. Chalice largos over and Pasofantasy gets off to help Heidi out. Heidi is helped onto Chalice to flee the Hairy Beast, Mel! (Did you want me to just delete this whole thing after I saw her post beat mine?) They ride double, going into the air again.

[Heidi]

Oh my aching head! Everything is whirling around and my hair is still flying... Flying? Oh Great Grim! I'm up in the air!

As my eyes begin to focus, I see someone down by the stream with a huge fish in one hand and a pole in the other. They are gawping at us and I see a horse peeking around from behind a tree. Farther up the hill is the huge hairy Beast and I see he is giving the hairy-eyeball to the horse behind the tree.
Now I concentrate on what I am doing on a horse and flying. Flying! I grab around the person in front of me so tightly I hear a whoosh of breath escape their lips. I think they are trying to say something, but I just hear mangled gasps and grunts of effort.
Oh, I wish they would stop wiggling and trying to pry my hands apart, I don't want to fall!

[pasofantasy]

Wheezing is heard with the gasping breaths. Will one die, trying to save another? A lovely meadow is spotted nearby, next to a castle. Chalice glides to the ground, which is covered with flowers. After sliding off the noble beast, Pasofantasy helps Heidi off and walks under a big, beautiful oak at the edge of the meadow.

They both collapse next to the trunk. Pasofantasy pulls some schizandra berries from a pouch and eats them to help her breathing. Now to take care of Heidi's headache with a potion of willow bark. Both are weary and drift asleep, dreaming of exploring the castle.

Suddenly Chalice snorts and picks Pasofantasy up and throws her onto his back. Heidi refuses to fly again! Chalice soars into the horizon.

[Ginger]

Stumbling in from the land of Darvocetia, the Dungeon Master is tired, disoriented, and has a fat blister on her left foot. She is in search of a band of people, the Flexerillians, to parlay with their apothecary.

A wrong turn at the musty ground which formerly housed Ye Olde Rotted Stump caused much standing, butt-picking, and consulting a broken compass. Upon seeing a yellow-green tendril of hair clinging to a tree near the creek, she exclaimed "We've found our heading!" before striking off in that direction.

A whiff of Mel's smelly trout and the sight of Heidi's floating log made the DungeonMaster wish she could yank pasofantasy's sword, click her heels, and apparate home to bed.

[PasoPerson]

Hey Ginger/Crystal - I can see your photo! It's so beautiful, I didn't even know you OWNED a purple horse.

Everyone - If you have several dead-end diseases you are entitled to medical marijuana ... but you guys .... hmmm.

[Heidi]

*mumble, grumble, grouse*
Fly! I can't believe they wanted me to get back on that horse and FLY. Again!

It just isn't natural for horses to fly. Give me an earthbound horse and I'm good. No more flying for me! <dusts hands together as if washing herself from the whole thing>

Well, since my stomach is rumbling, I think I need to check out the hospitality of that castle...I wonder if they have fish?