I invite you all to partake in a glorious feast prepared in the honor of this forum's budding community. Fine tablecloth, silverware, ice sculptures and harpists will await in your honor. Let us drink, laugh, and talk about our quest to conquer advance the world toward greater understanding. Or not, we can leave the psychology aside and just become lost in wine and thoughts. We could use a bit of a rest once in a while.
*Count sits at the far end of the long table, feet on the table and a bowl of cherries in his hands*
Oh yes, a magnificent prize will be awarded to whomever can find my precious ring. It is the one ring, you see. Must have dropped it somewhere when I was riding my indoor rollercoaster...
I should also mention one thing, my mansion has a voice activated system should you need anything. Just say "Butler, I need___" and speak your wish. My technology can synthetically replicate just about anything your heart could wish for, even items from far across the galaxy. Feel free to have fun with it, gentlemen. And ladies. Lets have a fantastic evening.
*At first surprised by the vast number of balloons pouring forth, he quickly sees the gift that's been given to him in the form of the clearly malfunctioning butler*
*he yells in an inebriated euphoria as he allows the balloons to carry him upwards, sliding around and even for a moment believing he'd been shrunk down to the size of a molecule and was actually sliding around inside the world's most entertaining liquid*
*Walks in to the banquet* *immediately gets bombarded and buried by balloons* .... D:
"Butler, stop the balloons! and, and.... give me a light saber!"
*A light saber materializes in Erifrail's hand and he begins to make acrobatic leaps while swinging his light saber, popping dozens of balloons with every swing until only a few remain. Very matrix-like he does a triple backflip after one last epic popping-spree and lands on the wooden table in his Neo suit and circular, tinted, glasses. looks over at puffs and ties one of the remaining balloons to his wrist*
Don't lose it this time! (: Butler, white wine please... on the ice. *sips*
suddenly appears in the room. He makes some steps forward, then sits to the nearest window.
"really interesting, but i don't know what to desire at the moment..." POP an instruction book comes in his hands
"uh... clever. I need a counselor. Butler, give me one."
a small minion with his features pops on his shoulder, and whispers something in his ear.
"oh... that's a good idea!" and the minion replies "my ideas is your ideas, sir"
"Butler, i want a... trombocello! (?)"
and a trombocello appears in his hands.He is a little afraid because this instrument doesn't actually exist, except in his mind.And just because it is came from his mind, he know how to play it. So, he just put the bow on the bell, and start to play something.
*His evening thoroughly ruined by what appears to be Jedi Master Neo, Cheeseumpuffs seats himself at the furthest and of the table where he broods over the plate of scones and attempts to find enjoyment in his singular balloon*
*He soon finds that enjoyment and begins merrily bouncing it back and forth between his hands*
Guided by the unique music that's flowing from the Count's mansion to a trained-for-years left ear, I suddenly remember I indeed received such peculiar invitation to the magnificent event, so there was no need for me to maintain a low profile and i decided to make a bigger entrance. While crossing the labyrinth-like forest that serves as a garden for the mansion or maybe as a natural barrier for those who do not have the courage to adventure themselves and discover a cool hideout, I stumbled upon a beautiful silver haired deer with majestic white antlers and the eyes that gaze over the galaxy touched by the moonlight and looking directly at me. I was scared at first, but then It followed me like knowing I was going to a wonderful place. I finally found the entrace and expecting a full set of people discussing intellectual topics, I found myself clumsily stumbling over a chair unnoticeably. It was just a bunch of people jamming around and one of them was even drunk.
'Butler, I need a drink, whichever... I'm going to get drunk tonight'
Last Edit: Jun 8, 2013 7:00:57 GMT -5 by NingenExp