Well, the motion has been made and seconded. We now have a castle in the vast land of cyberspace. All hail king Greg and, our lady protectorate, president MissCheetah. Lets carry this out as a standard RP developing the actions between each of us as we live in the castle. Lets keep this civil people. We dont want to have to send you down to Mandor, in the torture chambers.

For more info, go here: http://www.reallifeforums.com/viewtopic.php?t=7067

For a well done synopsis of the thread to this point check here: http://misscheetah.vek.cjb.net/RLF_castle_web.html

ooc: Fey shall start then.
ic:

Morning light gently rocks Fey from her sleep.
Her eyes open up a teensy tiny peep.
"Time for me to wake up to the sunshiney ray
"Cuz the home-having hobo is happy today!"

ooc: I ain't ryhmin' nothing...oh and Fey, do you have a hobo knife?

Ic:

Forum Hillbilly wakes to the screams from the near by dungen, she smiles and yawns, while lighting a candle with a shark of fire from her finger tips. Putting on a long greyish robe she wonders over to her bookshelf and takes down a large, very old book, the pages and crumbling and dry. She holds it close to her as she exits her room. While walking down the hall she trips over YH who seems to be sleeping in the corner. she grumbles and goes on her way.

Soth rises to the wonderful smell of blood in the water, it seems that his pets caught someone trying to take a late night dip the other night. Silly little trouble-makers thinking they can sneak in, it's laughable.

Stretching as he rose and flipped on the switch for the lights in the underground lake he called home, Soth was content to see the definite reddish tinge to the water. It must not have been all that recent.

Fael rolls out of bed, clad only in jammie pants with drawstring tied, and does some morning stretches, then wanders to his computer to check his forums and e-mail. Once done browsing, he wanders to the kitchen to see if there's anything to eat...

OOC: This is so corny

IC:

Gets up, tunes lute and plays it, rides horse, frags people on quake, goes to sleep.

OOC: Repeat that 356 times, 24 hours a day, 7 days a weak, and you get my daily life. Just pretend im posting this over, because this is going to be my only post here.

OOC: It'll be slow starting out but it'll start up hehe

IC:

Walks into the kitchen and peers at Fael from under her hood as she passes him, she extends her skinny hand out from under the sleeve of her robe and grabs an apple from the counter and quickly exists, as she does not like the company of other people. As she wonders back to her room, tripping over YH again, who seems to still be sleeping in the corner, she sits down, turning on a lamp and opening the large book.

Jarod wakes up to find his chin stuck to the space bar, and the sounds of The Pillows' Advice coming from his large noise-cancelling headphones.

"Damn, looks like I spent too much time on that DNS lookup problem last night, wonder if any of the others are still having it..."

A quick glance at his taskbar showed that he had 35 internal messages to attend to.

As he got up and headed towards his private bathroom, he utters, "This is gonna be a loooong day..."

Mike sits up in his bed, , and smacks the alarm clock to get it to shut off. He gets out of bed in his boxers, and walks over to do his morning pushups and then a few sit ups for good measure. As soon as he is done, he walks over towards his computer to read the days comics and then heads off towards the shower.
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After getting out of the shower, he heads down towards the kitch, hoping that Sier has made something delicious this morning.

Fael notices TFH hiding under her cloak and nods in her direction. He continues poking around in the kitchen, looking for something to eat. (He's a bit wary of just taking anything from the kitchen, but it all looks so GOOD!) He grabs a bowl of porridge with brown sugar and butter, and a large plate of bacon, eggs, hash browns, toast, pancakes and breakfast weenies, and heads back to his room.

(ooc: edit!: ic: ) Fael dashes back to the kitchen to grab a large glass of orange juice...

Emerging from his bathroom, looking only slightly less tired, Jarod decides to head down to the kitchen and grab copius amounts of coffee to wake him up.

"If those buggers have stolen my coffee again, heads will roll, and some hard drives might explode too," he said with a grin, as he walked down the stairs.

On his way down, he stops in to see what's on the news. "Eh? Virus? Heh, the firewall should stop a sucker like that..."

Meanwhile, back in Jarod's room...
The monitor flicks on, and a command prompt appears.

==BEGIN CONSOLE==
Windows 2000, (C)1999 Microsoft Corporation.
C:\Documents And Settings\Administrator\Desktop> d:
D:\> cd games\dos\tetris
D:\Games\DOS\Tetris> tetris
==END CONSOLE==

The command prompt window changes shape, and a game of tetris appears.

"Tetris! Tetris! Make the blocks fall! Make the lines disappear!" squeeks the Tachikoma in the corner.

Sneaky ninja sits up in bed. She looks out the window, smiling at the morning rays of sunshine flooding into her room. Yawning, she gets dressed and prepares for her morning training session.

After grabbing a quick, hearty breakfast courtesy of Seir, she heads out into the courtyard.

"Time for practice."

She unsheathes two large swords strapped onto her back and begins her katas.

*Jarod looks in awe at the gap on the shelf where his coffee should be*

"Dammit, that's it, from now on, Tachikoma looks after the coffee stores," he says, as he pours himself a Nescafé Blend 43.

"Ugh, bitter, but at least i'm awake now," he says, as he leaves the kitchen and clambers back up the stairs.....only to discover Tachikoma on level 500 on tetris, and still going up.

Tachikoma looks up at Jarod and kills the process, leaving the computer as it was.
"Morning, sleep well Jarod?" it asked, in it's irritatingly high-pitched voice.

"I'm fine, what did I tell you about playing games on my PC?" said Jarod in a stern tone. "If things keep up, i'll have to build you a machine from the spare parts pile, and I just don't have the time..."

Jarod sits down at hs computer, dons the headphones, sips his coffee, cringes, and goes back to work.

OOC: It's boring now, wait until later

Forum Hillbilly shuts the book of incantaions and carefully places it back on the shelf. She walks over to a stand where her two headed parrot, Righteousness and Despair, stands. She takes two crackers out of the pocket of her robe and feeds each head one.

While wondering through the garden she holds a flower gentley in her hand, without picking it off the bush, she smells of it. Then suddenly crushes it in her hang, she smirks.

She takes a bite of the apple she swiped from the kitchen, and looks around at radom guards walking about the grounds, she nods.

OOC: Hostile Takeover?