Wraith Worshippers Anonymous - Introduction, Joining And Inactivity, Rules, OOC Chat

[Todd's Pet]

Oh, found the list - here are their names:

Alec (The Seige 3)
Fuzzy (Tracker)
Ian (Travellers)
Nathan (Midway)
Oscar (Tracker)
Owen (The Seige 2)
Ray (Travellers)
Stanley (Tracker)

All are ready to report for duty on Boris's Hive whenever they are needed.

[Mariellelita]

Those are the ones I was referring to in my last post. Being on TP's hive 'explains' how they're in the game world for the benefit of any player who might want to adopt one in the future.

I don't think Mar, MCH and I will be role playing Asurans attacking Boris's hive but it just struck me that crew are very thin on the ground now that four of them are on patrol in the new battle cruiser.

I think I've found some more obscure Wraith but I'll leave that until after my holiday now.

Nope. They won't go anywhere near there or the planet.

[ciannwn]

That lot can transfer to Boris's hive any time, Ciannwn... I donlt even remember all their names... they kind of blended into the background down in the lower deck!
That might have made them a bit wraithie so they may take a bit of "re-humanising"

I see them as always having been Wraithie - their experiences on TP's hive could have given them the idea of trying out this new way of life on Boris's hive and the Planet.

All are ready to report for duty on Boris's Hive whenever they are needed.

Thanks for the list. Boris can make a general hive announcement once I've moved them from the TP Hive album to the Boris Hive one.

Nope. They won't go anywhere near there or the planet.

Boris doesn't know that, though.

I've got the battle cruiser out on patrol somewhere. It would be fun if it ran into an Asuran ship because it's got super shields, super weapons and the Wraith equivalent of the drone firing chair. I want Ciannwn to blow an Asuran ship up but it could just be reported.

Hmm - says a lot for my fantasies doesn't it.

[Todd's Pet]

LOL!!!

In my fantasies if TP was going to use her Ancient chair to blow something up it would Atlantis!!!

[Mariellelita]

Boris doesn't know that, though.

I've got the battle cruiser out on patrol somewhere. It would be fun if it ran into an Asuran ship because it's got super shields, super weapons and the Wraith equivalent of the drone firing chair. I want Ciannwn to blow an Asuran ship up but it could just be reported.

Hmm - says a lot for my fantasies doesn't it.

Well, we could allow one Asuran ship to pass by if you'd like. Boris's hive will win, of course.

[ciannwn]

LOL!!!

In my fantasies if TP was going to use her Ancient chair to blow something up it would Atlantis!!!

It would mess up the coffee plot, though. This is why I've got the wormhole device to take the cruiser to alternate universes where they can blow as many Atlantises up as they like.

Well, we could allow one Asuran ship to pass by if you'd like. Boris's hive will win, of course

I think it will be a lot easier if the cruiser ran into an Asuran ship while patrolling another star system. Boris could just get the report so the battle wouldn't have to be role played.

[Todd's Pet]

TP's Hive might visit one of those AUs some day!!! LOL

[Mariellelita]

TP's Hive might visit one of those AUs some day!!! LOL

Kenny: You mean the one where you women tried to feed on us poor men?

[MCH]

I've got the battle cruiser out on patrol somewhere. It would be fun if it ran into an Asuran ship because it's got super shields, super weapons and the Wraith equivalent of the drone firing chair. I want Ciannwn to blow an Asuran ship up but it could just be reported.

Hmm - says a lot for my fantasies doesn't it.

Oh lots of big bangs, and I do think Ciannwn should be allowed to blow the Asuran ship up. Before she joins Mar and me going in to Atlantis.

MCH

[Mariellelita]

May brb in a few. I have to go to the store for a bit.

If I don't return, good night, ladies.

[Draco-Stellaris]

Gotta go now. (Work tomorrow, bleh )

Goodnight!

[Todd's Pet]

Kenny: You mean the one where you women tried to feed on us poor men?

Oh come on Kenny, baby, don't tell me you didn't like it just a tiny weeny bit - after all, you guys keep telling us how good S&P is, after all !!!! :

[MCH]

May brb in a few. I have to go to the store for a bit.

If I don't return, good night, ladies.

See you later if your able to. If not Good Night Mar.

MCH

[MCH]

Gotta go now. (Work tomorrow, bleh )

Goodnight!

Good Night DS. Sweet Wraithy dreams.

MCH

[ciannwn]

Oh lots of big bangs, and I do think Ciannwn should be allowed to blow the Asuran ship up. Before she joins Mar and me going in to Atlantis.

It might be better to keep Ciannwn out patrolling because I won't be available after lunchtime on Thursday for over a week. You and Mar could then have your characters going to Atlantis without having to worry about me being available to run Ciannwn.

[MCH]

It might be better to keep Ciannwn out patrolling because I won't be available after lunchtime on Thursday for over a week. You and Mar could then have your characters going to Atlantis without having to worry about me being available to run Ciannwn.

Ok so your turning down an opportunity to abseil from a jumper into Atlantis.

Or how about going into Atlantis like the nasty Asgard in those nifty suits.

Just a thought.

MCH

[ciannwn]

Ok so your turning down an opportunity to abseil from a jumper into Atlantis.

Or how about going into Atlantis like the nasty Asgard in those nifty suits.

Just a thought.

Sadly I'll have to because I've also got to go into Grimsby on Tuesday and make the house fit for a visitor. (It's a bit of a tip at the moment because of all the sorting out I've been doing.)

[MCH]

Sadly I'll have to because I've also got to go into Grimsby on Tuesday and make the house fit for a visitor. (It's a bit of a tip at the moment because of all the sorting out I've been doing.)

Oh good, I'm scared of heights anyway.

MCH

[Draygon]

I'm back guys!!

[Draygon]

And since I'm back, new mini fic anyone?

Spoiler:

Fringe Festival

The last thing Michael had expected when he joined his worshipper at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival was to meet up with one of the other wraith. He had to admit, Greg did enjoy travelling and there were certainly worse choices.

“It’s kind weird,” remarked Greg at one point, “that no one’s taking any notice of me and Michael.”

“They probably all think that you’re just in costume for something,” replied Dray, accepting another flyer from someone to add to the growing pile in her hands.

“Why do you keep taking those?” inquired Michael, indicating the wad of coloured paper she held. “There’s no way you’ll get round to seeing all those shows. You probably won’t like half of them.”

“You never know. Might find something interesting. This is only the start of the Fringe, Michael.”

Michael envisaged yet more weekends spent cramped in his dart because he flat out refused to camp, even with the prospect of sharing a sleeping bag with his worshipper. Greg looked round at the surrounding bustle and noise.

“I’m starving,” he announced suddenly.

“Well don’t just feed randomly on passers-by,” advised Draygon. “They might be performing in something I want to see later.” Greg laughed out loud, attracting one or two looks from those around. Dray grinned as well. “Tell you what, why don’t you two go find somewhere to sit and I’ll get us all some food.”

“You get lost walking around the hive,” Michael pointed out. “Come to that, you even get confused finding your way around Aberdeen!”

“Not that much,” huffed Dray sulkily. “Besides, Edinburgh’s easy to navigate via Fringe venues.”

Michael decided not to press the matter before Dray got too sulky. He and Greg wander on to find somewhere that they could sit and eat whatever Dray returned with. As they did, Michael politely accepted more flyers and Greg took in the sights.

“That balloon modelling looks fun,” he said, pointing out the vendor in question. Michael gave him a condescending look. Greg’s attention was soon lost though as he spotted a young woman handing out leaflets and shivering in a fairy costume.

“What show are you in then?” he inquired as he went up to her. The woman looked at him, and then kept on looking. Michael continued to attempt to deny assosication with his fellow wraith.

“Wow, nice costume,” she said in a small voice. “You make it yourself? Oh, sorry...” She handed a small leaflet to Greg. “Doing ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ up at the Pleasance. Outdoor performance, we’re on all the way through the Festival.”

Greg looked over the flyer, reading over the information on it. He nodded to the fairy-girl and walked back over to Michael, ignoring her requests as to what show he was in.

“What had you planned to tell her?” Michael asked him as they walked on.

“No idea,” replied Greg, handing the flyer for Michael to add to his pile. “Think Dray will like that?”

“Probably. It’s one of her favourite Shakespeare’s.”

Greg grinned and opened his mouth to respond, when he paused, listening to something Michael couldn’t hear.

“Sorry mate, TP needs me.” He offered an apologetic look. “Can you say bye to Dray for me?”

“Will do, we’ll see you all when we get back,” replied Michael. Greg waved in thanks, before vanishing off into the crowd. No doubt he’d be back with TP soon.

When Dray eventually found him, clutching a bag with three fish suppers, she accepted the reason for Greg’s sudden departure.

“What should I do with his fish and chips though?” she asked. Michael grinned and swiped it out of her hands, his own already half eaten. “Greedy guts,” she laughed. Dray glanced down at her watch. “You’ll have to eat on the move though. Need to start queuing for the next show.”

Michael groaned. “Must we?”

“If we’re to get the front row, yes.”

Sighing, Michael gathered up his fish and chips - along with the thousand-and-one show flyers they had picked up - and followed Dray of to the next show and venue.