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Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #1 on Aug 27, 2005, 12:20pm »
Stepping out of the Umbra and into the kitchens of the Ram Bar, Iomega quickly darts underneath one of the kitchen counters. Staying out of sight for a moment, he sits, watches and waits for his new "partner in crime" to come through into the kitchens.
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons. I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason. I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices, son. They're one and the same, and I will isolate you.
Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #2 on Aug 27, 2005, 1:10pm »
Pinging into existence next to Iomega, Measles nods at him, then stares at the food being served up narrowing his eyes and squeaking quietly as he does so.
My heart is very tender, though my parts are awful raw. You might have been infected, but you never were a bore! I'm dying of your love, my love, I'm your spirochaetal clown . I've left my body to science, but I'm afraid they've turned it down.
Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #3 on Aug 27, 2005, 5:58pm »
The kitchen is rather busy, humans are hurrying around cooking things and Measles almost gets run over, having to hurriedly scuttle aside with Iomega to avoid being stepped on or noticed.
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Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #4 on Aug 27, 2005, 8:25pm »
Chittering as quietly as he can to his comrade, Iomega glances around, sniffing occasionally. While the kitchen might have held some possibilities for that ugly bald thing, it struck him as rather dull. Then he spots one of the humans who's carrying a knife, and Iomega suddenly seems far more interested.
"Right. Do you want to stay here, or do we go elsewhere? There's shiny things here..."
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons. I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason. I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices, son. They're one and the same, and I will isolate you.
My heart is very tender, though my parts are awful raw. You might have been infected, but you never were a bore! I'm dying of your love, my love, I'm your spirochaetal clown . I've left my body to science, but I'm afraid they've turned it down.
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Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #6 on Aug 28, 2005, 1:57pm »
Giving a little grin, Iomega starts looking for somebody who's using something large and shiny. Identifying his target, he darts across the flaw, with the intention of trying to bite his ankles so that he might drop the weapon.
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons. I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason. I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices, son. They're one and the same, and I will isolate you.
Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #7 on Aug 28, 2005, 3:38pm »
After a few minutes of waiting a suitable opportunity comes along, and one of the kitchen staff takes the chip basket out of the deep-fat frier. After a few shakes he heads back towards the counter only to find a rat latching on to his ankle, he shouts and drops the basket, spilling hot chips all over the floor, and starts hopping around trying to grab at Iomega.
My heart is very tender, though my parts are awful raw. You might have been infected, but you never were a bore! I'm dying of your love, my love, I'm your spirochaetal clown . I've left my body to science, but I'm afraid they've turned it down.
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Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #9 on Aug 28, 2005, 5:40pm »
And while Measels is bravely trying to attack the other foot, Iomega tries to keep out the way of the man who's daring to grab him, chittering at Measels as he dances about.
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons. I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason. I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices, son. They're one and the same, and I will isolate you.
Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #10 on Aug 28, 2005, 10:07pm »
As his other ankle is assailed the man falls to the floor and starts flailing around, trying to kick the rats off, as he swings wildly he manages to smash Mr. Measles against the counter, knocking him loose but not hurting his soft ratty body. Other humans are coming to investigate the noise, one of them screams.
My heart is very tender, though my parts are awful raw. You might have been infected, but you never were a bore! I'm dying of your love, my love, I'm your spirochaetal clown . I've left my body to science, but I'm afraid they've turned it down.
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Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #12 on Aug 29, 2005, 8:11am »
Scampering over towards the shiny-dripping-nourishment-carrying cage, Iomega pauses as he notices that it's still quite hot. Thinking that he'd neet to wait for it to be cooler before trying to get his metis to move it, Iomega decides that he needs to test out just how hot it is. Standing still near the hot deep fat fryer cage, he stares up at one of the poor kitchen workers, inviting him to try and snatch at him - if he "takes the bait", Iomega will try and dodge out the way and get him to touch the cage.
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons. I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason. I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices, son. They're one and the same, and I will isolate you.
Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #13 on Aug 29, 2005, 9:13am »
Sadly, it was not meant to be, the staff member brave enough to approach the rat decides to pick up a metal ladle and try to bop him on the nose. Iomega easily avoids the swing and the man continues wildly swinging at him, chasing him with a ladle if needbe. Mr. Measles however doesn't fare so well, as he finds himself being grabbed by the tail as he digs into the pocket and gets swung across the room, bouncing off of the wall.
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Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #14 on Aug 30, 2005, 11:47am »
Iomega ducks another swing from the ladle and glances across to see how the metis is faring. Allowing himself a small measure of satisfaction as he sees the rat bounce off the wall, Iomega attempts to run between the legs of the man who threw Measles and towards the door.
"Abort!" he chitters as he runs, "We need more firepower! More firepower!"
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons. I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason. I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices, son. They're one and the same, and I will isolate you.
My heart is very tender, though my parts are awful raw. You might have been infected, but you never were a bore! I'm dying of your love, my love, I'm your spirochaetal clown . I've left my body to science, but I'm afraid they've turned it down.
Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #16 on Aug 30, 2005, 8:54pm »
Iomega heads towards the door and stops as he reaches it, since it's closed. The man with the ladle is still giving chase. Meanwhile Mr. Measles ceases to exist.
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Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #17 on Aug 31, 2005, 12:07am »
Turning about as he reaches the closed door, Iomega stares up through his goggles at the ladle-carrying man. He didn't want to go and do something stupid like break the Veil, but he didn't want to get beaten to unsconsciousness by some dumb monkey with a primitive clubbing weapon.
"Bugger this for a game of soldiers."
Starting to feel a little tired, Iomega gives the monkey one last, hard look and tries to commit his features to memory. And then he tries to step sideways...
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons. I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason. I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices, son. They're one and the same, and I will isolate you.
Re: The Ram Bar « Reply #18 on Aug 31, 2005, 12:15am »
The angry chef brings the ladel down in a fairly sloppy swing towards Iomega's head, watching him swing he could probably move about an inch to avoid the blow, but ceasing to exist works too. The chef looks around with a bewildered expression.
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