Spam Sillyness: The IC Edition!

[Lanadyr]

Quartz

"Hello, everyone. Lanadyr has asked us to kick off the new in-character Spam Sillyness thread. Just like in the original Sillyness thread, individuals can post about whatever they want, but in here, the 'individuals' are us characters. Posts can also, of course, include OOC information that us characters shouldn't have."

Triage

"Could you get to the part about how there's still no double posting unless the player is also an admin or a mod? It's kind of important."

Quartz

"Of course. Even if a player has multiple characters, that player is still required to wait until another player has posted something before replying again. This means that a player's multiple characters must appear in a single post if they are interacting, as you can see in this post."

Recluse

"To make this thread easier to understand, Lanadyr suggests that each character in a post be indicated with their name in bold right before their text, even if a character's text has a distinctive color scheme. However, if any player has a better idea as to how to quickly differentiate characters, they should feel free to introduce it."

Triage

"Players can also bring characters in here that haven't been accepted yet. As for characters that haven't even appeared at the Edge yet…well, sure, why not? If you're one of those characters and you want to participate, go ahead, but don't be surprised if no one knows who you are or how you should be interacted with."

Orb

"Ugh! Grown-ups are so boring! Can we start talking about fun stuff now? Like Christmas? My Christmas was awesome! Santa brought me a complete set of action figures for my favorite TV show, Captain Commercial And The Merchandise Squad! How was it for all of the other characters out there?"

[Keltres]

Galysyel

Pleasantly quiet, with my child finally grown enough to move away, save for a problem with my forge-there were some strange banging noises coming from it one evening, and then everything I made came out... well... sparkly. Well, it was due a cleaning anyway, and I look somewhat better covered in soot, so no great inconvenience.

[Luxon Cobrat]

Entropy: "The ancient traditions of script-format RPs require the character's name to be placed before a colon, followed by their dialogue and actions. You know... Like a script."

Eralin: *gets pushed into the room by the end of a floating cane, which then retreats into nonexistence* *glares indignantly at someone in the sky for a moment* "So... Christmas? Is that like the Festival of--"

Entropy: "Ooh, Christmas! Yeah, I scored big this time! Saw some old guy go down a chimney for some reason, and he left a perfectly good sleigh with a bunch of deer hooked up to it up on the roof. Of course, I figured he must not want it if he's leaving it in a weird place like that, so I just hopped on in and took off. Best ride I've had in a long time! Don't know why that guy would abandon it like that. Wish I hadn't flown it into that fog bank, though. Stupid mountainsides, always... smashin' things."

Eralin: "... I got a new set of arrows."

Entropy: "I like arrows. And swords. And fireballs. I like fireballs best."

Eralin: "Awesome."

[Keltres]

Galysyel

Well, those of my craft quickly learn to appreciate that most 'Ancient traditions', while pretty, generally don't work, as can be simply demonstrated with this werewolf and this beautiful silver sword, a 'traditional' means of killing werewolves.
krink

Now, note how the silver blade, being made of a somewhat soft metal, has not only failed to penetrate the werewolf's steel armour, but is twisted so far out of shape as to be completely useless, leaving me with no way of preventing the monster from ripping me to shreds. Also observe over here, a healthy but somewhat annoyed vampire, and the splintered remains of a traditional wooden stake, and that isn't even *good* armour. Downright shoddy, in fact. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a lot of running to do in order to avoid the lethal hazards of 'traditional' medical practices.

[Gaius]

Devon:
"Wow. That guy can... Wait, is that even a--"
*squints and shrugs*
"Er. That person sure knows how to hustle. And... may have a point about weak things that are weaknesses getting thwarted if armor's in the way. I guess ancient traditions that bring people together in celebration and unity tend to work out better."
*ears perk*
"Oh. Which would make a good smokescreen for less moral types to get the werewolf and vampire to drAWWp--" *cough* "'scuse me. Drop their guards and take off the armor. So..." *headtilts* "Does that count as a win for ancient traditions...?"

"Oh! Right. Christmas. Uh, nothing too special for me. Though I did make peace with something. It's always felt hard to avoid this time of year, and tends to just get me agitated. I've been conflicted between being hard on it because of my... condition and being hard on myself for letting that rule my life. But I'm okay with it now, and I think I've grown as a person. Because I've accepted that Dominick the Donkey is just kind of a crappy song by any measure. And that is why I won't respond well to it. ..." *ears dip* "Really."

[Lanadyr]

Orb

Friend Mode: "Hey, everyone! I can use both of these naming conventions at the same time! Neat, huh?"

[character=Quartz]"I liked your observations regarding ancient traditions, Galysyel and Devon. I think I'll try using a more modern approach to identify myself. And I forgot that Eralin is a fellow archer! We should compete sometime."[/character]

Triage

"Quartz, if that's going to be fair at all, you're going to have to deactivate all of the magical and technological bells and whistles you have on your longbow."

Orb

Friend Mode: "I already took care of half of that! A couple of minutes ago, I spilled grape juice all over it and it got all spark-y."

Recluse

"You don't eat. Why do you have grape juice?"

Orb

Friend Mode: "To spill on stuff! I just said that! How dumb are you?"

[character=Quartz]"While I'm not exactly happy with your actions, Orb, I'm actually looking forward to performing a major mechanical repair over the next couple of days."[/character]

Recluse

"And that is why I'm visiting The Filter immediately after I'm accepted. I have four mechanical arms that require your ministrations."

Orb

Friend Mode: *spills grape juice on Recluse's still-functioning arms in an attempt to raise that number*

Recluse

"Orb, these arms were designed to withstand far more than grape juice."

Orb

Friend Mode: "Darn it! What if I transform into my Caregiver Mode to get access to its energy blasts? Although Caregiver Mode is kind of a stick in the mud…"

Recluse

"I've been meaning to ask you about that since first meeting you. Aren't you a little dangerous for a children's toy?"

Orb

Friend Mode: "I came with a warning label."

Recluse

"I don't see a warning label."

Orb

Friend Mode: *swirls grape juice with conspiratorial giggle*

Triage

*trying to decide if growing the grapes for Orb's grape juice in the first place was a good idea or not*

[Keltres]

Galysyel

You know, considering the remarkable talent of children for turning anything into a hazard, there is a certain logic to giving them something you already know to be dangerous, so that you remember to watch them. You even get to know some of the things you're watching for that way.

[Luxon Cobrat]

Entropy: "Well, if we're going to throw ancient traditions to the wayside, we might as well just start walking around on the ceiling while we're at it."

*flips upside down, plants feet on ceiling*

Entropy

"I swear, kids these days..." *crosses arms and harumphs*

Eralin: *stares up at Entropy for a few moments, then shifts attention to Quartz* "Yeah, sure, I wouldn't turn down a friendly competition. As long as it's... fair."

Entropy

"Aw, fair? Don't you want to play on Hard Mode?"

Eralin: "... Silence."

[Keltres]

Nameless thing of darkness

Very sensible Entropy. The ground isn't safe, after all.

[forgerofsouls]

Lyrial: "The ground is perfectly safe! At least, when I'm standing on it."

[Lanadyr]

[character=Quartz]*begins building futuristic archery arena complete with randomly fluctuating gravity*[/character]

Triage: *begins packaging her coffee in those bags astronauts use to drink stuff, then realizes that the barbs covering her hands would render the later use of said bags problematic*

[forgerofsouls]

Lyrial sighed as she put down her magical screwdriver. "There we go, sticky mode initiated."

Indeed, the thread was now a sticky thread.

[Keltres]

Galysyel

So, now we're all glued to the floor. Not a situation I normally associate with the term 'safe'. If one of my research assistants would kindly fetch me a copy of Lyrial's profile...

..Ah, here we are. Thank you Fluffy, now let's see..
Created as a weapon in a divine war... immortal... wields the ultimate divine force of destruction... can only harm in self-defence, that old loophole. Physical and mental maturity... a teenager.
A teenager, with the power to destroy planets. To quote the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy, "This is clearly some strange new definition of the word safe that I wasn't previously aware of".
Wait, did you mean that the ground you're standing on is safe, since you would find it mildly inconvenient to be stuck floating in the vacuum of space?

[forgerofsouls]

Lyrial: "I made the thread sticky! Not the floor!"

[Luxon Cobrat]

Entropy

"As far as I'm concerned, you guys were already all stuck to the floor."

*hops off of the ceiling and flips back over to rightside-up, but remains hovering in mid-air*

Entropy: "Gravity is for conformists. I'm not part of your system!"

Eralin: *lifts feet up one at a time to make sure she's not actually stuck to the floor*

[Keltres]

Galysyel

Well, if Lyriel didn't glue us to the floor, than that leaves only one likely culprit.
Fluffy, please unstick Orb and put it to bed without supper. Or grape juice.

[Lanadyr]

Orb

Friend Mode: "You're not my real mom and/or dad!"

Triage

"Orb, why don't you just transform into one of your more mature modes of operation?"

Orb

Friend Mode: "I'm plenty mature, you stupidhead!"

Triage

"Well, could you at least put the hot glue gun down?"

Orb

Friend Mode: "..."

Triage

"You accidently glued it to your own hand, didn't you?"

Orb

Friend Mode: "Maybe a little."

[forgerofsouls]

Lyrial "Maybe some good old fashion water will unstick everyone."

Suddenly, a 5'3" tall light skinned girl entered the area, she was rather petite. She was absolutely adorable with gentle blue eyes and radiant blonde hair. No seriously, her hair radiated a soft light. Her hair reached he mid back, where you would find six white feathered wings with a total wingspan of only six feet. She wore a simple white dress. She was free of any makeup, cause, lets be honest, her cuteness level was far above the need for makeup. Other than the glowing hair and wings, she looked human.

Sera "When does Silent and me come back?"

Lyrial "Who are you asking?"

Sera "Anyone in general."

[Keltres]

Galysyel

Think carefully about that plan, Lyrial. Observe that fluffy over there is big enough to carry a full-sized bed down here to put Orb into, and on failing to detach her from the floor, has simply torn the section of floor she's stuck to loose and put it to bed with her. He's a cold-weather species too, very long-furred under that armour. Now consider the odour-related consequences of soaking a dog of such proportions, and three foxes which probably add up to more like ten or eleven by average mass.

[Gaius]

Devon:
"Yeah, I'm throwing in another vote against the water thing. Besides, I may have another trick up... the sleeves I'm not wearing."
*vanishes into a small swirling of wind, and reappears in another a short ways off*
"There. AWWll settled, and... Hmm."
*tries and fails to lift legs from their new sticky spot*
"... Okay. Uhh, how long until this stuff hardens, anyway?"
*ears perk up, then flatten at a thought*
"... And... H-Have I heard wrong in the past, or is glue usually made of... y'know, hooves? I am just... really not sure how I feel about that."
*looks conflicted, fails to adjust footing*