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04/12/2003 2:05 PM

The game's first character is Valthonis, who asks a question. A person answers the question and asks one to promote a general Dragonlance story. The next person answer the first person's question and then asks a question himself and so on and we end up with our own endless story. The game goes on until no answer can be provided or asked. I don't think it lasts for long but if you are interested guys post Valthonis' first question and let the party begin.Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream.
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been.
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen.
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed.


04/13/2003 12:11 AM

Valthonis welcomed the warm breeze in the hot summer air for it made him feel cool against his face drenched in sweat.
"Two weeks it has been." Bob the dwarf gruffed. "Two weeks of hauling these sacs on our back. So far all we have to show for it are sore shoulders and callused feet."
Bob had good reason to be angry at Valthonis. Repaying a debt was one thing but slave labor was another. However Bob is a man of his word and a debt is a debt.
Hiding a smirk as best he could Valthonis couldn't help but marvel at Bob. He hasn't told his newly acquired freind yet of the load they were carrying, but still it was too soon to reveal such information.
"Need I remind you Bob, I could have always left you back at the swamp with those adorable trolls." Valthonis replied. "Don't fret, a town is just over that hill. We shall find shelter for the night when we arrive."
Valthonis spots a boy wittling a peice of wood at the hills rise. "Ho there boy. My companion and I seek shelter in the town over this hill. You look like a local. Might you have a place of recommendation?" Valthonis asks.Sometimes to become great one must become small.

07/21/2003 9:43 AM

What a shame...you only have you. I only understood half of the directions you gave, so i really can't say that I'd join."Well, when one has no one, nowhere else one can go! For every man must have somewhere to go. Since there are times when one absolutely must go somewhere!" - Marmelodov | Crime and Punishement (Fyodor Dostoevsky)

07/21/2003 10:20 AM

Feel free to hijack it...? "Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

07/21/2003 10:47 AM

This thread has officially been hijacked by Thread Enders Inc.

(Whee, my first hijacking!)Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

07/21/2003 9:15 PM

The little boy whom was wittling his wood looked at Valthonis. The boy's eyes were bloodshot and pointing in different directions. His face was plainly a gruesome mess and didnt deserve to be detailed.

Looking closely, one would be able to see that the wood the boy was wittling looked like a knife. And yet the boy was wittling the wood with a knife. So wittling a knife out of wood with a knife would seem pointless. But the boy was an idiot and he didn't give a damn either way.

The boy lunged at Valthonis with the wooden knife and plunged it in his left nostril.
Death smiles at a man, and all a man can do is smile back...

07/23/2003 1:49 PM

Cain cringed at the gruesome wittled knife-with-knife situation, shivering as Valthonis's nostril blew forth an amazing amount of blood-snot and drenched the room.

"EEWW!!" Cain screamed like a little girl, pranching around and trying to get away from the blood. He finnaly decided to try a spell and burn the house down, but ended up turning the blood into pixie stik candy.

"GADNABIT!!" he screached, clenching his fists. Yes, Cain had some problems that day...as if he didn't every other day..."Well, when one has no one, nowhere else one can go! For every man must have somewhere to go. Since there are times when one absolutely must go somewhere!" - Marmelodov | Crime and Punishement (Fyodor Dostoevsky)

07/24/2003 11:17 AM

A shower of glitterdust rained down from the sky as the gorgeous (and not very humble) red haired mage Straea made her grand appearance. Already there was pandemonium and she hadn't even started it herself. She pouted, feeling a little put out.

Then she noticed a man with a wooden knife sticking out his nose, and another man screaming with blood splattered on his clothing.
"This is so disgusting," she muttered. Straea pulled out a bright purple band-aid and gave it to the man with the knife in his nose. "Here, stop yourself from bleeding. Can't believe I carry band-aid's with me now...must have been Eliar's influence."

She turned her attention to the screeching man. He didn't look like he was much of a man. Maybe that's why he was having a fit about the blood. She patted the womanly screecher on the shoulder, and then leapt up onto a table.
"You are all so very lucky," she announced. "I am conducting some experiments, and you all are now my lab rats."Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

07/24/2003 7:53 PM

"Oh...lab rat? What kind of lab rat?" Cain wondered aloud, asking the pretty girl who just walked in.

"I like rats.""Hey, it could be worse..." -Fight Club

*CURSES!!!* -Darkhood

07/24/2003 8:18 PM

Ballsar entered the scene. He was looking quite sexy, as usual. He looked at all the violence around him and almost weeped in shame. "This isn't how the Brotherhood of the Nice Monkeys act! Put away your weapons!" Ballsar then walked up and kissed Straea full on the lips and fondled her rear.

"Later days," Ballsar waved and wondered off into the sunset.

Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

07/25/2003 9:14 PM

Podjavoiewhbnvkopdian was looking at the incredibly sexy dwarf and gaping at his completely and utter sexiness as he walked off. Pod, for short, tried to run after that extraordinary hot dwarf. However, her massive girth (much like her cousins') kept her from going very far. At the rate she was going, if the dwarf stopped for three days and she continued at this pace for the same time they would meet.

"WAIT! DWARF!" She shouted, "WILL YOU MARRY ME?!"(http://images.quizilla.com/T/trinitykills/1053662988_z3thetwins.jpg" border="0)want it.


07/25/2003 9:32 PM

Ballsar heard the cry from afar. It stopped him in his tracks. He spun around quickly on his heel, looking at the figure who cried after him.

"Marry? Me? That is like asking an elephant to give up peanuts! If you know what I mean....Don't you worry though, there is plenty of this dwarven-meat to go around!"

Ballsar laughed and stripped down until he was wearing only cowskin chaps.

"Sometimes a piece of trash is as smelly as an onion. In other times there lived a land where toads were full of peanut butter and jelly. Those were the times of monsters, my friends. Never will you see another snickers candy bar with such taste. Grass is green on the other side of the ocean. Never listen to kender. They have brown eyes...means they're full of shit..." Ballsar suddenly felt like he had to share some folksey wisdom.

Then then cried and dug a deep hole using only toothpicks and asparagus. Jumping inside, he found that he wasn't alone. For in the newly dug whole was a live mummy. Ballsar then challenged it to an arm-wrestling match and lost. But, then they played strip poker. And since they each only had one piece of clothing (Ballsar in his chaps and the mummy in its long piece of cloth) the game didn't last long. Therefor they started playing a rousing game of monopoly. Ballsar quickly purchased Boardwalk and Park Place, placing hotels on them. So, it was only a matter of time until the mummy was out of money. The hideous creature then exploded into a thousand jelly beans.

"Merryment jumpingjacks." Ballsar exclaimed.Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.

07/27/2003 1:59 PM

Straea watched Ballsar walk away, dazed by what had happened to her.
She shook her head and regained her senses.
"Ballsar, I need you! Please come back!" she cried. Then, she turned her attention back to the crowd. "All righty then! Let's have some fun!"Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

09/02/2003 10:09 PM

Eliar Swiftfire appeared with a magnificent POOF that redefines the word magnificence!!!

He looked around, frowning. "Hm... I've only been 'dead' for a couple of months, and the entire Thread Enders Inc. had vanished? Where's everyone else? Where??? I'm here now! Resurrected by a weird cosmic lady who calles herself the Will of the Cosmos!! *sigh* I need someone to help me out... I KNOW!"

He clapped his hands twice.

A huge giant who looked remarkably like Mr. T appeared.

"Hmm....." Eliar studied the giant carefully. "Damn, I'm getting rusty, need another one to help him out.

He clapped his hands again.

Another giant appeared. He bore an amazing resemblance to Justin Timberlake.

"Well, both of you have to work together to destroy everything here, okay???" Eliar yelled loudly.

The giant Mr. T looked as his partner for a while, realized that he looked too retarded, and decided to rip him apart with his bare hands. As he was throwing the headless giant Justin corpse around, giant Mr. T accidentally destroyed the world.

Everyone rejoiced.

The End

"Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

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