STGOD 4 Game Thread

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-03 12:55am

frigidmagi wrote:The Lord Protector walked over to the feuding pair, his bodyguard close behind and his cousin trailing along in loose orbit. The rest of the U.P group gathered around the area.

"Gentlemen, you both lost people. I think this is not the time or place to discuss it. I suggest you agree on another time and place or just let it drop. This is a party after all, bringing in your own quarrels like this might be considered just a tad rude." The Lord Protector said in a cold voice, no longer seeming so young.

Karsus looked over, the cold stare disappearing from his eyes

"Thank you. He is a bit drunk I am sure"

frigidmagi · Post by **frigidmagi** » 2004-05-03 12:57am

"That's why I get paid the big bucks. Now about that wine..."

"Sir, he threaten you, you should let us break his arms at least." Said one of the armsmen.

"No. This is a party and he's a drunk, morning soul. Leave him be."

Bugsby · Post by **Bugsby** » 2004-05-03 12:58am

Emir al-Shad nodded appreciatively to the Veithan, and turned to the Ravenlock standing next to him.

"Ah, yes. The Ravenlock Consortium. We had heard about your arrival into known space, and were quite interested in meeting you here in order to open profitable business relations. I am not in a position to provide communication channels, but please make sure to speak to either Adar Krell or Faran Tor at some point during this week. They will provide you with communications information, should you ever need our services. We are not implying that you would need them, of course, but just in case."

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-03 01:00am

"Why yes" karsus said. "I love a good wine, and I am sure Artimus... oh dear"

Artimus was already drinking and was hitting on a very attractive monocan waitress and a waiter simultaneously

"Did I mention he... well it is obvious now"

frigidmagi · Post by **frigidmagi** » 2004-05-03 01:03am

The Lord Protector broke out into gales of laughter.

"No wonder this thing is so popular!"

Rogue 9 · Post by **Rogue 9** » 2004-05-03 01:03am

[OOC: >_<]

"Well, if that's settled," said President Major, turning quickly towards the refreshments, "I'm going to go have some of that Italian cuisine; its legendary in our histories but I've never managed to have any."

frigidmagi · Post by **frigidmagi** » 2004-05-03 01:05am

"What's Italian?" The Lord Protector asked as he relieved a waitress of her wine. Sir Brain was quick to lure her away.

Hotfoot · Post by **Hotfoot** » 2004-05-03 01:05am

Grand Ball

Thomas took Magdalena’s advice with a smile, “Of course, a good business deal is always something we look forward to.”

Jon nodded to Emir al-Shad, “Of course. We only just recently were able to receive the signal you sent us several weeks ago. Our apologies, but the messenger drone was not designed to send a message back to our homeworld, for security reasons. As my associate here has mentioned, we do look forward to our dealings with you, though I am afraid you have been outbid for your offer for the starmaps already. Hopefully you will be able to make up for that loss when we meet later this week.”

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-03 01:06am

Artimus looked over to Karsus

"If you will excuse me" he said with a look on his eyes that said "Yes! I am finally getting laid after 100 years of celibacy!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He turned and left with the cutest monocan waiter and a sexy waitress on his arms(and yes, both of them almost fainted when he smiled)

Rogue 9 · Post by **Rogue 9** » 2004-05-03 01:06am

frigidmagi wrote:"What's Italian?" The Lord Protector asked as he relieved a waitress of her wine. Sir Brain was quick to lure her away.

"Follow me and we'll find out together. All I know is that its supposed to be delicious."

[OOC: Yeah, Italian cooking's the bomb and I'm going to reflect my first reaction to it.

]

Bugsby · Post by **Bugsby** » 2004-05-03 01:11am

Trilla Nor approached the bar and immediately saw Faran Tor, sitting at a stool, and already very drunk. Trilla shook her head. Little less than two hours, and Tor was already out of it.

"Hey, Trilla. How you like the party?" Tor slurred at her, the continued without waiting for a reply. "It's great, isn't it? Hey, barkeep! How about a shot of tequila for our lady here."

"Faran, you're drunk."

"Better make that a double."

"Come on now, Faran. Don't make a complete ass of yourself, for once. Well, I guess it's a bit too late for that now. Come on, let's get you somewhere where you can sleep it off."

"Hell no!" Tor bellowed. "I came cuz they were givin out booze. And I will stay until I have had my fill. Here comes your drink." He took the double-shot of tequila from the bartender and handed it to Trilla. "Come on, have it. It's good. Best shit in the galaxy, babe. You need to loosen up a bit."

Trilla was annoyed. Faran could be such a pig at times. But at least on this case he was right. She wasn't having any fun at this damned reception. She took the shot from Faran and downed it in one go, upended the glass, and laid it on the bar. Faran quirked an eyebrow, impressed. He signalled to the bartender and ordered another one for Trilla. He hesitated, then ordered a shot of tequila for everyone sitting at the bar. This ball wasn't any fun, but he was going to MAKE it fun.

Bugsby · Post by **Bugsby** » 2004-05-03 01:12am

Hotfoot wrote:Grand Ball

Thomas took Magdalena’s advice with a smile, “Of course, a good business deal is always something we look forward to.”

Jon nodded to Emir al-Shad, “Of course. We only just recently were able to receive the signal you sent us several weeks ago. Our apologies, but the messenger drone was not designed to send a message back to our homeworld, for security reasons. As my associate here has mentioned, we do look forward to our dealings with you, though I am afraid you have been outbid for your offer for the starmaps already. Hopefully you will be able to make up for that loss when we meet later this week.”

"But of course." Emir nodded and took his leave.

frigidmagi · Post by **frigidmagi** » 2004-05-03 01:12am

Following the Nastarian President to a table Protector Joshua started sampling various dishes that were pointed out. His reaction was... Well he was young.

"Out of all the things we could have forgotten, we forgot how to cook this!?! Brain, find where our host is! I don't care what we have do, kill, steal whatever, get a meeting to talk trade agreement for this!" He said shoveling a pasta into his mouth.

Rogue 9 · Post by **Rogue 9** » 2004-05-03 01:15am

[OOC: Damn, you beat me to it.

]

Charles heaped himself up a plate of spaghetti with basil-spiced meat sauce and went at a more sedate pace, finding himself a table to sit at. He hadn't been entirely truthful; they had Italian style cooking on Nashtar. He'd just wanted to see how they did it on the planet that originated it.

Marcao · Post by **Marcao** » 2004-05-03 01:18am

Sol System
Grand Ball

The disappointment that the Ravenlock male displayed was considered for a moment, but without using her talent it was difficult to ascertain the depth of the emotion. It was a pity that she was not gifted enough with empathy to use it passively. An eyebrow arching as he spoke. “Perhaps indeed.” This would be one of the more discrete places to indulge in such a dance, but the ties between their nations were still fresh. The last thing they needed was to test them in an overt manner. Still, the idea of a dance brought her pleasure much to her escorts’ irritation. When her guest introduced himself she nodded, her smile widening slightly. Although when she spoke of Jon Cameron her facial expression changed, and her emerald orbs widened in obvious shock before she glanced over her shoulder as she muttered beneath her breath “Impossible.” Her escorts doing the same. The approaching man noted immediately, a flurry of activity exchanged between minds before her attention returned to Thomas, their expression mixed between confusion and apprehension. “Jon Cameron…”

A moment later, her words were answered by the man in question himself. Her eyes watching the man silently for a moment before she nodded and spoke in turn. “There is no need to apologize for Mr. Blakely…Mr. Cameron.” She paused, as if the name itself was one that uttering brought her a bit of discomfort. “I am pleased that you have verified our information. And there are times where not being sought out can have its advantages.” She went silent for a moment, the exchange between the Ravenlock men noted for a moment but gone uncommented. The Veithan delegation was lost in thought, a course of action chosen.

”We were happy to assist your nation Mr. Cameron. The fact that our diplomatic meeting went well has been seen as a positive sign by our government.” She smiled, although it had lost a bit of its radiance. As if something was preoccupying her mind. She leaned forward towards Mr. Cameron then, deciding that an explanation had to be offered. “I apologize for my behavior Mr. Cameron, but your name is…most unusual.” She paused for a moment, collecting her thoughts before sharing them quietly with her guest. “There is a Jon Cameron in my nation, and for a moment I had thought that you were him. The possibility threw me into a bit of disarray. I am certain that it will be…a topic of discussion among our people.” Especially when all things considered, they looked somewhat similar. Or was it simply her mind playing tricks on her?

Hotfoot · Post by **Hotfoot** » 2004-05-03 01:41am

Grand Ball

Thomas noted the Veithan’s shock, it would have been difficult not to, but he passed it off as an idle curiosity, and his emotions did not bleed out into the telepathic ether…even ungifted Ravenlock in these positions were trained in such passive arts.

Jon arched an eyebrow as Magdalena expressed her puzzlement, and immediately his mind began working on the possibilities for her reaction. “Most interesting, Miss Hyrt, though I imagine that there are several such people in the galaxy who share my name, or similar names. It is a happy coincidence to know that our peoples are still connected at some level. I am certain that it will be a subject of much discussion amongst my people as well,” especially if the damned holovids caught this exchange, he mused to himself. Turning to Thomas, he shot him a look which caused the younger man to stand at attention. Thomas motioned to his aide and began to walk off in a bit of a hurry.

“I would appreciate it if you met me later tonight, Miss Hyrt, when you can get away. There are some matters I would like to discuss with you in private,” Jon sounded cordial, and his basic body language seemed inviting, but there was something about him at that moment that made it seem as though he were a bit on edge himself.

InnocentBystander · Post by **InnocentBystander** » 2004-05-03 04:28am

Grand Ball

Senator Tacer Drealaan walked swiftly towards the Ball Room; it was already late in the evening and he had missed a great deal of the party. He had already been on earth, it was simply natural for him to attend the party on behalf of the Commonwealth, unfortunately at the last possible minute he received a call from the Homeworld Senate, some heads of state from the Nashtar Republic would be attending the Ball, they wanted him to procure some trade agreements with them. They then went on to lecture him as to the proper manner in which a diplomat should present himself and how his attire was too informal, it went on for hours.

He strode into the Ball Room casually and surveyed the scene, drinks in one corner, food in another and groups of aliens scattered throughout. Despite his diminutive stature his entrance did not go unnoticed.
He hadn’t eaten a thing in ours, he could shoot the breeze with alien diplomats and heads of state later, first he would sample some of the human cuisine, he had been offered some morsels of food earlier and he had enjoyed them very much, he had hoped to get more.

He made his way towards the food table; Humans certainly didn’t eat as much as Baeloarens, but he could always have seconds, or thirds

Dahak · Post by **Dahak** » 2004-05-03 06:28am

It was a bit late, but he thought that appearing punctual wasn't hs way.
So at last Crown Prince Jorn, Heir to the throne of Gladsheim made his entry to the ball.
Heads turned. He was strikingly beautiful, a perfect face and body and accompanied by his Chief of Staff, as well as 2 personal bodyguards, clad in night-black skinsuits, leaving nothing to the imagination. The fact that each of them looked to be around 18 and were all taller than 6'6 made their entrance even more impressive.

He scanned the Ball room, and made his way to the Monacoran representatives.
"A pleasure to be here," he ever so slightly bowed. "It seems you have quite a discussion at hand."

After the pleasantries were exchanged, he saw the Veithan representative. Briefed on the latest development by his mother, he swiftly crossed the floor and greeted the Veithan diplomat, who was clearly a bit surprised, as cordially as an old friend.
"I bring greetings from my mother," he told the diplomat. "I've been told that the discussions between our nations progress smoothly back home." He looked at the main floor, and the discussion. "Seems like I missed quite some fun here..."

frigidmagi · Post by **frigidmagi** » 2004-05-03 08:24am

Seeing the Baeloaren diplomat the Lord Protector grinned. It was his first "real" alien.

"Greetings, I recommend that Red Wine, and this Italian food is perhaps the food of the gods themselves!"

lazerus · Post by **lazerus** » 2004-05-03 08:38am

Jar'Lath walks up and says hello to Karsus.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-03 09:04am

Karsus eyes to goa'uld suspiciously but speaks to it

"Yes? What can I do for you?"

Straha · Post by **Straha** » 2004-05-03 09:14am

Bugsby wrote: "Hey there. Nice party you guys are throwin here. Come on, let me buy you a drink. What'll you have?" He didn't need to buy anything, the bar was free. But after 5 drinks or so, he had forgotten that and was just trying to get along with the Monacoran newcomer.

The Prince smilled at the invitation.

"He knows what I like."

Turning towards the crowd with his dark amber drink he smilled once more.

"Fedayn, some mage is trying to pick up your men!"

"HAH! Good luck to him, they'll probably only let him get to second before dropping the detox shot in him, and sending the poor feller on his way."

Chuckling mirthfully he turned back to Faran Tor.

"So, how's your stay in our beloved land going?"

Straha · Post by **Straha** » 2004-05-03 09:20am

frigidmagi wrote:Seeing the Baeloaren diplomat the Lord Protector grinned. It was his first "real" alien.

"Greetings, I recommend that Red Wine, and this Italian food is perhaps the food of the gods themselves!"

The Political Prince walked up to the crowd, having finally greeted almost all of the incoming powers.

"No, that's Vindaloo, but I don't think you're ready for that yet. However, if you want to try some more of the Ambrosia of men try some of this."

As if on cue, which it was, two massive doors in the side of the room swung open. Inside the new room were large dining tables, one for each nation and one set aside for the leaders of each nation. Around the perimeter of the new room was a massive buffet, each table with different styles of food from around Earth and the known galaxy, and their were waiters waiting at each table.

"If you can't find good food in there, it does not exist in this reality. Enjoy the ball, the food, or both, and have a fun time."

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-05-03 09:21am

Karsus seemed msesmerized by the food, and went to go gourge himself

Darksider · Post by **Darksider** » 2004-05-03 09:37am

:::: Wherever the hell the monacoarn Grand Ball is taking place because I don't have enough time to read five fucking pages of text:::::::

The Krytosian Glory-II class battleship emerged from hyperspace a repectfull distance from Monacoarn space and began transmitting

"Attention Monacoarn command, we are here to deliver the Emperor to the Grand Ball"