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This seems more like an “After Hours” thread.
That aside, I’m not taking drugs for any uses other than medical use.
I don’t think killing druggies would do anything: One, its a human being with the chance to be rehabilitated. I understand there is no room in the prison but COME on… Killing? Two, illegal drugs would skyrocket should this happen.
Personally, I don’t like getting in depth with drugs since its such a controversial subject… I pity those addicted to drugs, however.Kk guys.
Recently, I have gotten the inspiration to start this up again. However, the first two posts were BAWWWLETED (currently asking Vusys about it).
Those posts held ALL of the information about the entire thing, so I have no idea where to start.
I decided to have a vote for those actually interested in the CYOA. (Trust me; I’ll make it much better than before)So let’s decide…
A) Start a completely new adventure with the same plot
B) Continue with the current adventure
C) Start a new adventure with a different plot and perhaps thread (explain what kind of plot, etc)
D) Turn INFECTED and hunt down your own teammates, continuing the adventure
E) Other (specify)
I want to see if anyone would actually still be INTERESTED in this CYOA, since I realized how lame it was before.
So yeah vote plz? :3You should post it in the RP thread if you want this to take place.
I was actually planning on making the king go insane, similar to how Bogdan was all “BASILMARKET IS BEING ATTACKED BY EVIL INTRUDERS! ITS UP TO YOU TO HELP!” or something like that. o:
Also, the only reason no one is posting is because WE’RE ALL WAITING FOR FROGGY!King Bogdan was drunk. VERY drunk. He punched the two wenches in the face while having drunken laughter with Louis, who had his shirt off and was standing on the table like a lunatic.
Meanwhile, Atticus passed out on the floor of the Golden Lizard tavern, having too much to drink.Her plea shocked Bogdan, realizing he had much more power than he originally thought he had.. He grinned at that thought, and started to speak to Lavina.
“Lavina, your dedication and beauty is admirable. For that, I shall spare you…” Bogdan spoke. “… However, you must get his name within by the day after tomorrow night. You will be rewarded greatly should you succeed. Should you not succeed…” he couldn’t help but let out a small smirk. “… You will not be spared and be immediately sent to the dungeon. I made myself clear enough. You shall sleep in the guest’s room; my wenches will lead you.” Two wenches took Lavina to the guest’s room, which is grand and has a balcony.
“Now… Louis…” said the king with a smile. “About the beer I ordered.”
Noises of jolly laughter, beer glasses, and loud glass shattering spread throughout the entire castle.Louis stared at her while the king gave a malicious smirk. “Just as expected… I believe you, young lady. Well I would… If I knew the person’s name… If you don’t tell me, you shall be sent to the dungeon as a spy. What is his name?” the king spoke.
“Ayyyy! Calm down!” replied Louis.
“You shut yer mouth onless you would like to join her.” Despite him being an idiot, he did shut his mouth. No one dare to answer back against the king. “Now tell me… Who is he?“Aiite then. Hop on aboard.” Lavina proceeded to hop onto the stolen horse.
The horse took a pause, and galloped away to the castle, leaving the two fellows who were following her alone.
Evening was nearing to midnight as they reached the castle. The two hopped off the horse. For some reason, Louis left the horse untied and free to go. This probably meant that he always steals horses.
“Aye, we’re here. Let us hurry, for I am getin’ kinda tired.” the idiot gave out a rather large yawn.
“Knock knock knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“Silly wench, tis beer is here… er…” Louis realized his mistake, and quickly coughed loudly to avoid further suspicion. “I mean it’s Louis!”
“Oh… Yes yes yes… Bogdan has been expecting you! Come on in and bring you drinking friend with you!”
The door opened to show the glamorous jewels and furniture of the Racnyzski Castle. A few wenches led through many doorways and hallways to the King’s Throne Room, where the elegantly dressed King Bogdan sat on..
“Ah… Its Louis! I need a few drinks with me, so come along!” spoke out the King.
“Yes but I have a messenger for you!” Louis explained.
“And would that be your girlfriend?” snickered the king with a loud snort.
“Er… No it would be mah friend, Lavina!” Louis introduced Lavina.(Snail, just explain everything and the king shall respond.)
“Me usual duties ‘course.” responded the idiot, his breath ripening with years and years of drinking and vomiting. “Tis’ non of your business, yea?”
It took a moment for him to recognize Lavina. “Ah, if it ain’t the beauty named Lavina?” blurted out Louis in his usual loud-mouth ways. “So the king need to have a word wit’ you?” he said with a wink. “Ah, we might have a queen in da makin’ here already!”Atticus blinked a few times, but then shrugged off the rudeness of Hugh.
‘I’ll remember him for later purposes… He always had looked suspicious there…’
Louis the Village Idiot suddenly stood up and took his supply of beer with him.
“It be time for me to head out. I have some business to do today…” All of the regulars stared at him.
“‘Ay Louie, was it true that you are making businesses wit’ da king?” one of the regulars spat out.
“Ah…” Louis took a pause. Even an idiot like him knew that the people around here hated the king. “Nah, bud. Yer know that tis rumors aren’t tru’, eh?”
“Just makin’ sure. I’m sure not even yer are stupid enough to do ANNNNNYYYY services for da king.” the man explained. “You’d be worse than a idiot; a wench!” Everyone in the tavern laughed at the joke. Being drunk does that.
“Yea yea, I kno’. Sorre if I made ye guys suspicious. I’ll be goin’ now!” Louis headed out the entrance in an awkward fashion.
“Man, the guy is stooped.”
Atticus decided to walk outside and see what Louis was doing.
Louis has shoved someone off a horse and stole it. He rode off quickly into the distance, where the castle looms.
‘Meeting the king, eh? You might just find a job there, Louis… And maybe you’ll pick up the chick I saw rush out. Har har har har.’ (>:3)
Fallows got his drink and starting drinking like crazy, as usual.(((Unless Connie interacts with me, Atticus is down for the count until tomorrow dayrise. He’s gonna have a hangover.)))
As Louis the Village Idiot headed to the castle, he nearly ran over some guy walking. (Hugh) Soon, he nearly ran over a shady man in a coat. (Zaneck) Luckily, they all dived out of his way.
Louis stopped, however, when he saw a pretty girl go out to the castle.
“Hey little lady, how are you doing? Why is a nice-looking lady like you heading out to the huge castle?”While trekking away from the castle, Atticus thought he saw a flash of silver light, coming from the direction of the outskirts. He thought nothing much of it, however, and continued along his trek back to town.
Entering the town, he found a bunch of wenches who had all been hung for the crows to eat. Fallows merely shook his head, thinking Bogdan was behind this.
Turning to the left, he found his favorite tavern in all of town: Golden Lizard tavern. He was a regular, and the bartender knew him by name.
Before he can enter, Atticus heard a door slam from afar; unusual in this sort of city. When he turned his head, he squinted to see a young lady go inside and slam the door behind her. Atticus could only shrug as he entered the tavern, not before a young lady who looked familiar ran out, along with a shady-looking fellow.In the tavern, every regular who was fighting stopped when they saw the friendly face of Atticus.
“‘Ey, Fallows! Its been a while! How you doing these days?”
“Atticus! How’s the drinkin’ these days?”
“*hiccup* Fa-*hiccup*lowz? How are y-*hiccup*ou doin?”
“I’ve been fine!” Atticus responded. “It has been a while, hasen’t it?”
“Yea yea, it has!” a drinker spat out. Fortunately, they were all too drunk to notice the huge axe he had on his back.
There was a man on the floor. It was ol’ Louis the Local Village Idiot. The tough-looking man was pretty stupid and tried to impress everyone whenever he was drunk (which was all the time).
Some hear rumors that he has connections to the king, and that he supplies the king with a large amount of beer and has drinking parties with him. Atticus did hear some ruckus going on in the castle lately, so it probably was true.
“‘Ey… Atticus? Oh sorry.” he got up and let out a jolly guffaw. “I must’ve had too much to drink last night, eh? Maybe I should call this the… the… Louis Sleep.” Atticus chuckled at his stupidity.
“Oh Louis, you will never change, will you?”
Atticus sat down on a chair near the bartender. “One beer, the regular way.”
Fallows knew the bartender very well. Tyler Watt, a good man, very modest in his actions. He would make a ruckus if someone is making him mad, however.
“Ah Atticus! Sure thing, bud.” responded happily Tyler, making Fallows’ drink immediately.
Atticus looked around and saw a rejected man who reminded him a froggy fellow. For some reason, he seemed rather odd.
“Gimme a second, Tyler.” commanded Atticus as he got up, and started marching towards the odd man. Each step made the tableware shake. “Who are you and what are you doing in this place?”
