*me smiles and waves to his many adoring fans, then grins at the empty corner full of Zanz’s rabid supporters*
Hello, hello, my good folks. It seems we have a troll in our midst. Now, I could toss out random insults and claim to know more than him about the subtleties of roleplaying, but that much is obvious. Instead, let his own words speak for him. Let us go back to his first meeting with my ‘haunt’ character….
I appeared on the plaza, and spotted a good friend of mine, Anfa. I tossed myself into the role of haunt immediately.
(22:31:52) Haunt whispers on the wind... "A.....aaa....nnnnnn......faaaa"
Very IC for a lost soul.
(22:33:51) Anfa pretends not to have heard the voice
Also IC for someone who just heard their name spoken as such. I drifted around the plaza, using only stafe. Not an easy thing, but spirits do not walk. It was going well. But then…
(22:34:08) Shal makes a scary voice. "Whooo whoo! Eeeevil!"
Very IC for…um…what type of character would say such a thing in a medieval setting? I am sure it was perfect RP for that type of character. I assumed he did not believe I was, indeed, a spirit, so went out to prove it. I drifted though him. I am sure folks can attest to that. Just to be sure he saw…
(22:35:07) Haunt passes through Shal
But, in another very IC moment for Shal…
(22:35:20) Shal says: No you didn't.
This was odd. for I know I saw myself pass though him. Perhaps he did not see. Then he gave something to a person standing next to him and told him to toss it at the spirit.
(22:36:15) Shal says: Perhaps if you throw it hard enough at that knucklehead, you'll remind him he's alive.
Alive? No, my description clearly states that I am, in fact, a ‘haunt’. A ghost used in wive’s tales to scare children. it would be ooc for me to be alive. I thought maybe another demonstration of my insubstantial form was in order. Perhaps he just misunderstood my RP. I moved my character though him again.
(22:36:50) Haunt passes through Shal...again.
This time I made sure of it, zooming in so as not to miss the happening. I went dead center of him. But yet again…
(22:36:57) Shal says: No you don't... again.
Huh? Perhaps he plays a blind character. and he stays in-character so well, does he not?
I decided to ignore him. He did not wish to PR with my character…But then why did he say anything to it in the first place? A quandary, no doubt. I just must not understand such a high level of expert RP. anyways, Anfa was looking around, likely trying to spot the source of the voice. so, I gave a hint.
(22:38:38) Haunt whispers on the wind, "Bee.....waaaaaaaaare......An....faaaa."
Spooky. *grins* But again Shal came in with wise words and that expert RP that none of us will ever achieve.
(22:38:54) Shal says: Oh will you be quiet, elf!
(22:39:13) Shal says: Evil this! [Shal blows a rassberry.]
I was amazed at the depth of his character! How can any of us ever compare? I told him ooc how much I envied his skill.
(22:40:38) Haunt says: {{Excuse me, Shall, but you may go straight to the three hells that spawned you.
He acknowleged my near worshipful words with IC blessings.
(22:40:52) Shal says: The hells that spawned me?
(22:41:12) Shal says: The hells? Nay, idiot elf. It was people who made me, not hells.
(22:41:29) Shal says: Though their creations may be described as such.
(22:41:47) Shal says: Now if you excuse me, it's jus a bit past noon so I need my first drink of the day. Good bye.
It seemed I just could not compare to this level of RP. This pinnacle of character depth. This little slice of RPG heaven around Shal. I knew my only recourse was to shield my eyes from such blinding skill, else go blind.
(22:41:59) Haunt says: {{ooc and now I shall be /ignoring you. You RP is as bad as your small mind.
So, being subdued by his Light, I moved on to another of my friends. Xillix, it happened to be. time for some more haunting.
(22:50:26) Haunt whispers on the wind, "Caaaaaaa.......dooooooor......aaaaaaaaaasssss..."
(22:52:56) Xillix says: you feel that chill?
(22:53:24) Xillix says: Memienta did you hear something?
(22:53:40) Memienta says: I do not believe so...
(22:53:50) Haunt whispers on the wind, "Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing..............Caador....aaaaaaas."
(22:54:10) Xillix says: see? there it goes again
(22:54:42) Xillix says: Sprit, bring Cadoras where?
(22:54:47) Memienta looks about him "what do you think it is?"
It goes on like that for some time, before I felt as if I should go to the tavern. I drift (strafed ) the entire way, as spirits don’t walk, if you remember. Inside, I saw Einnol, Esseda , and Zorbels. A perfect setup!
00:10:30) Haunt whispers on the wind, "Zor........belllllllls"
(00:12:49) Zorbels blinks
(00:14:03) Haunt passes through Zorbels
(00:14:29) Zorbels screams
Now, I know Zorbels is not near the RPer Shal is, or her response would have been, “No you didn’t” I felt sorry that she had such poor RP skills, and decided to stay and try to help her get better.
(00:15:54) Esseda says: maybe that whisper had a body Einnol...
(00:16:17) Zorbels puts her back against the wall for her own comfort
00:17:18) Haunt whispers on the wind, ".......a...doooor...aaaas..."
(00:17:19) Zorbels grabs her head "I am going to go ...crazy. I swear .... if I don't get rid of this illness."
(00:17:48) Esseda says: Einnol heard it whispering your name Zorbels...
(00:17:56) Esseda says: then it was gone.
(00:18:01) Zorbels looks hopeful "Really?"
More happened in between, but much the same. I just could not get these poor, unintelligent people to RP as well as Shal. They even talked to me as if I -was- a spirit. But I could talk in nothing but riddles. Navarr came in.
(00:29:53) Zorbels ears perk "It is trying to communicate with us..."
(00:30:07) Zorbels says: "It that good or bad?"
(00:30:14) Navarr listens closely
(00:30:21) Esseda shouts at the rafters "If you want to talk, stop speaking in riddles!
(00:30:49) Esseda shivers as she turns around
(00:31:12) Zorbels freezes as she feels cold eyes watching them
(00:31:12) Esseda says: do...do...um, you see that too?
(00:31:25) Haunt whispers on the wind, "foooooursoulsfoursoulsfoursouls.......threeee"
(00:31:35) Einnol stares at the apparition.
(00:32:03) Navarr backs toward the fire a gast
(00:32:08) Esseda says: what do you want?!
(00:32:10) Haunt whispers on the wind, "Threeeesoulsthreesoulsthreesouls....mmeeee"
(00:32:22) Esseda says: speak plainly you ghost!
Appartaion? Ghost? So I really am playing haunt! If they can see it, it must be. But then, they are far below the skill of Shal. Perhaps they are just wrong. Indeed, after quite some time of poor RP, Shal came into the tavern to set us all straight.
(00:56:49) Haunt whispers on the wind, "Threeesoooulsthreesoulsthreesouls..four.......hiilll...and...daaaale...and face...."
(00:56:50) Navarr says: Then you know him, good!!
(00:57:00) Shal says: Oooooh! Scary!
Again a perfect enactment for Shal’s perfect character. Oh, how I shudder at the thought of such height of suce RP. To strive for that would be to touch the sun! The rest of us are dirt…no, worms in the dirt.
(00:57:05) Esseda says: dale?
(00:57:09) Esseda says: who is dale?
(00:57:17) Haunt whispers on the wind, "I.............no moooooooore........"
(00:57:21) Shal says: Who, sayeth the student, do they serve? The sage sayeth they serve suffering, and they did listen.
(00:57:24) Navarr says: Hill and dale, hat sounds silly
(00:57:36) Shal says: And who is it that serves suffering, did the student say. And sayeth the sage, the Gods of Masacre.
(00:57:46) Shal pokes the elf.
This being me.
(00:57:56) Esseda wonders if Shal has gone crazy
(00:57:58) Shal says: Would you care for some fish? You look pale.
(00:58:10) Esseda says: shal's poke goes through the ghost
Oh, how foolish you are Esseda! You should know to follow Shal’s lead. He who guides the path of all true RP. Shame for you tweeking his mastery of words! Behold! The truth follows!
(00:58:20) Shal's poke touched flesh.
Oh ye all see the error in your ways! Shal has spoken, therefore it MUST BE! Cast off your worrisome ways and bath in his light! But the Light blinds! I am so unworthy to gaze upon it!
(00:58:28) Haunt [[sets mode to /ignore Shal]]
(00:58:29) Shal says: I have never seen a ghost, before nor now!
(00:58:36) Shal says: [nice RP, dumbass]
He Speaks to me! Not to my character, but to ME! I have been touched by the words of a near RP GOD! I will never wash these ears again.
(00:58:51) Esseda glares at Shal
(00:59:00) Shal says: Hey, I here that Talad and Laanx aren't the Gods of this realm anymore!
(00:59:14) Shal says: Must be cannon, people don't make stuff like that up!
(00:59:16) Esseda says: I hear that any god that will have you is a fool
(00:59:29) Esseda shakes her head
(00:59:35) Navarr laughs
I wished to warn the others, so they would not be blinded also, so brilliant the Light of Shal. So I cast my words down upon them, typos and reflex typing all.
(00:59:44) Haunt says: [[I suggest that anyone who does not wish to here this blithering idiot do the same.]]]
(01:00:06) Esseda says: [i'm used to it

]
(01:00:37) Esseda stares at the ghost again
(01:01:04) Esseda says: ...you want Nurahk to go to the face?
(01:01:16) Navarr says: [I recognize the source, he tires out if ignored]
It was then the unshadowed face of Shall parted from us. A hole was left in our roleplaying that can never be filled. OH, how can any of us survive without his footsteps to follow? How could I have ever thought him a troll? It is I who is the troll! I am not suited to even stand next to him. Pray that he never leaves.
*bows out*