Carter: His magical fire sword thing.

Arthur: It's a W.A.N.D. The meaning of the acronym is either classified, or doesn't exist. It harnesses what could be called Old Magic.

Jaidon: *stares in horror at the fight breaking out*
Rolf: Don't just stand there, do something!
Morganus: Do something? With all that fire and shadow and hatred and white light and rhyming going on? Are you mad?
Rolf: I think it's time for a distraction.
Celeste: *folds her arms* Distraction.
Jaidon: *catches on* What kind of distraction?
Rolf: Well, I'm guessing snowballs are not an option.
Alvera: Or dancing.
Celeste: Or hugs.
Jaidon: Or small furry animals.
Morganus: or walls of fire.
Rolf: Enough! Will you stop listing what aren't our options and start coming up with some that are? *paces across the post*
Jaidon: Um... singing?
Celeste: Are you crazy? Everyone will stare at us!
Rolf: that's the idea.
Celeste: You are crazy. *walks in the other direction*
Jaidon: *sings*
On top of speghetti
All covered with cheese
There was a big battle
and no one was pleased.
And all of the authors
Only watched and laughed...

Me: That's enough. You're embarassing me. Step aside, I'm going to create a distraction.
Jaidon: is that the a-au-au...
Rolf: Yup. Watch and learn, that's what I always say. *leans against the railing in a spectator pose* What kind of distraction are you going to create, authoress?
Me: I don't know. Does anyone have a dragon I can borrow?
Alvera: a dragon?
Me: Don't laugh at my ideas.

Arthur: The barrier should keep them apart.

Me: *peeks in corners* Nope! I don't have a dragon. All I have is Bob the penguin, and I only have him for the weekend. Maybe Chayn will help.

Arthur: How about a bundle of dynamite?

Me: (@Vanya's post) LOVE the song.

Fallen: *slams into the barrier* *screams in fury and tries to punch through it* *when that fails, starts to rise on a pillar of solid shadow*

Me: I guess I should ask...how tall is this barrier? Oh, and Michael, I'm sorry to disappoint, but Fallen doesn't have any gold with her.

Arthur: *creates two domes around each one* As high as I want it. *readies another clip*

*returns triumphantly, dragon in tow*
Hello everyone, meet Ionas! He belongs to Amanda, but she lent him to me for the time being. Now then, Rolf, I suppose you have some kind of daring, heroic, and generally stupid plan, right?

Rolf: Actually, I did, but Arthur's barriers seem to be working quite effectively.
Me: They aren't making Fallen any happier though.
Rolf: *shrugs* I can't do anything with them in place anyway. As long as they're not killing each other I think we should leave things alone.
Me: Well. All right then. *sits next to Ionas* I'll just hold onto Ionas for now in case there's any trouble. Let's see how this plays out.

Fallen: *screams* *shadows fill her dome so no one can see what she's doing* *starts to burrow into the ground with her shadow-tendrils*

Arthur: *brow puckered, voice strained* Everyone get ready. I need to change the clip that holds the M.A.N.A. *hits button and the cylinder pops out and the domes disappear* *Slides a new one in*

Fallen: *springs at Michael as soon as she realizes the dome is gone*

Rolf: *tense* Does this dragon of yours breath fire?
Me: It's not mine, and I have no idea.
Rolf: Please?
Me: Ionas?
Ionas: *rumbles and spurts fire out*

Rolf: *runs and jumps on Ionas' back and they launch into the air, circling through CI belting fire*

Rolf: Watch out everyone! *Ionas blows fire everywhere, being general distracting and probably dangerous and generally making it difficult to do anything while he's in the vicinity except duck and cover your eyes. He then flies around and behind Fallen, coming just low enough to pick her up off the ground*

Note to Leandra: I'm not sure what Fallen's powers and such are, or if that's quite possible, so feel free to interrupt me wherever. His plan is simply to distract her from being mad at Michael and make her mad at him at which point he'll defend himself with some very poor logic.

Seymour: It doesn't sound like things are going too well back home. Michael! Get back over here! Leave the poor girl alone and help me rescue Zaely and Ark!

Aelynn: [Peeks out of a finished tent] But if he comes back, Fallen will follow him.

Seymour: Good point...

Chayn: [Rolls her eyes and stands up] I'll see if I can help.

Tynx: Fallen! Stop it! He didn't mean any harm!

Jek: She's probably not going to listen.

Tynx: I don't care! [Runs forward, but ducks as Ionas enters the action]

Chayn: [Lands hastily by Michael] Get on, little one. Fast.

Tesmir: [Looks warily at Arthur's gun, then back at Fallen] Why don't you just shoot her?

Jek: Tesmir!

Tesmir: What? Just a thought.

Zurik: [Watching the whole thing with interest]

Arthur: *throws bubble around Michael*

Fallen: *is grabbed* *shrieks with fury* *shadow-tendrils start hitting Rolf and Ionas*

Me: Incidentally, did Rolf grab her, or did Ionas?

Good question. I originally thought Rolf grabbed her, but I changed my mind. Ionas did.

Ionas: *flies as fast as possible back to Vanya's characters and drops Fallen in the midst of them.*
Celeste: *screams*
Jaidon: Everyone stay calm! I'm sure this is all part of the plan!
Ionas: *lands behind me*
Rolf: *gets off Ionas and walks into an open space*
Other characters: *get as far away from Fallen as possible*
Rolf: Sorry I had to do that but things were just getting a little too... tense. Now you can just sit here and I'll make sure no one bothers you until you've calmed down enough to go back to... whatever it is you call the space where characters are supposed to hang out on the sidelines.

Fallen: CALM DOWN?! Everyone's attacking me and you want me to be CALM? *shadow-tendril slams into Rolf's chest*

Me: *Starts humming softly*



Svensteel: Dee-nah-mitt?



Michael: *Snaps his fingers*



Michael: *Looks up at Chayn* Thank 'ye!



Michael: I can't let her anywhere near Aelynn!



Michael: All of you! I thank 'ye till the end of my days for defending me. But I wish no harm to this group. *Looks at Fallen* Your fight is with me, queen of the dark! *Drops blades and shoots Fallen a death glare* come and get me!

Tynx: [Shifts into a human and carefuly approaches Fallen] Hey, you gotta calm down. Michael didn't mean any harm. He's like me, just playful.

Jek: Tynx, be careful-

Tynx: [Glares]

Chayn: [Shifts uncomfortably, lowers head and looks at Michael] Are you alright, little one?

Tynx: Michael! Challenging her will only get you killed! Go on and rescue the others!

Fallen: Didn't mean any harm? Maybe he should have thought twice before blatantly disobeying a reasonable request!

Tynx: True, he probably should have kept away. But exploding like that won't solve it. It'll just get people after you and make you more mad.

Me: Tynx, she's gonna hurt you.

Tynx: Let her.

Hakor: He's crazy.

Jek: He's just trying to help.

Fallen: I DON'T CARE! *looks around to locate Michael again and goes tearing off in his direction*

Fallen: *gestures* *multiple shadow-tendrils grab Michael and slam him into the ground*

Fallen: *shadow-tendril wraps around Michael's neck and starts to squeeze*

(Thought that would happen)

*Michael reaches into his cloak and unveils a vial*
*he throws it onto the floor, and a black gas apears, no one could see anything*
*the dust clears*
*Michael is out of sight*

Fallen: *snarls and spins around, looking for him*

Rolf: *is knocked down*
*complains at me* Why didn't you respond faster? All that work for nothing!
Me: I've been fixing my brother's computer. Don't complain.
Rolf: *grumbles* Anyway, Michael's braver than I expected...
Me: Don't be insulting.
Rolf: I'm not. I'm complimenting him. He probably didn't need rescuing.

Tynx: Fallen! Stop! [Tries to step in front of Fallen] You're being reckless!

Tesmir: So are you.

Zurik: Fallen knows how to handle herself.

Cassie: Unlike you.

Zurik: What!!!

Me: OK. Chase is coming back again, and Rob. Tounon, Rowen and Hailey are leaving.

Chase: You should really make up your mind about whether or not I'm staying.

Rob: This place got a lot more lively since I was here last. Tim and Sophia are missin' out.

Me: They'd worry too much.

Fallen: I don't care! *still looking for Michael*

Dri: What brought about this sudden change of mood? I missed quite a bit, I take it. Are we any further on rescuing our friends?

ME: Sargent Arthur Wohali, front and center.

Arthur: *snaps to attention and salutes* Yes, sir?

Me: You're headed back out to Europe. The Nazis are consorting with demons.

Arthur: *salutes* Sir, yes, sir! *disappears*

Me: I am off to camp again until Saturday.

Me: Wow... This thread got active while I was away...

Alianna:* edges towards Miri * And violent...

Miri: * shoves Ally away * Don't use me as protection! Take care of yourself.

Alianna: * lip quivers * But...but...they're fighting!

Miri: * grumbles * Baby.

Me: * wonders where Levi's run off to *

*A voice from a nearby tree comes forth*

Voice: Well... I guess I shall take that as a compliment?



Svensteel: Welcome Chase and Rob! Goodbye others!

Voice: Fairwell Hailey!



Voice: Fallen, attacked that good looking, cunning, conning, clever, young soul over there! And right now we are setting up camp for the night. And almost done!



Me: Have fun Varon!

Dri: S'mores, anyone?

Hailey: [Laughs and waves before I shove her out with the rest]

Rob: Whoo, boy. If Tim and Sophia knew what was goin' on here-

Me: We've established that. Go socialize. Chase, don't get yourself killed.

Chase: You think I'd try?

Me: Wouldn't put it past you.

Chase: Thank you for the confidence.

Tynx: I know you don't care, but can you at least pretend you care? What good will throttling him do?

Me: Tynx, back off.

Tynx: But-

Me: No buts. Just let her run out of steam.

Cassie: I wanna do something dangerous! Who's with me?

Chase:

Rob: ....I am NOT responsible for that.

Aelynn: I'll take a s'more. Whatever it is.

Fallen: It will give me satisfaction. *stalks in the direction of Michael's voice*

Victor and Levi: *warp in and splash into the river*

Trevelian: *warps in and looks reserved*

Tiberius: *warps in and lands on his feet, a normal, sentient black leopard*

Timothy: *warps in but beats his great, reptilian wings to stabilize before landing. An ordinary, sandy-blond twelve-year old with wings and no shirt*

Lyna: *warps in and rolls to lighten her fall*

Me: And those are the fellows I let in for now, have fun! Play nice!

Tiberius: Always with the show off entries... *looks amused and shakes his head before striding to the river for a drink.

Me: Two Levi's could get confusing...

Levi: What? I'm not really saying anything...

Me: Perhaps we can use your middle name.

Levi: What's that?

Me: Michael.

Levi: You just came up with that, didn't you?

Me: Yup!

Michael: * sighs *

Miri: * snorts * Michael.

Michael: Very good point! *hops down from the tree*



Svensteel: Welcome newcomers! We are about to bed down. We may all get in our tents once Fallen and Michael have agreed on if Fallen gets his head or he keeps it...



Svensteel: Suhmorrs? I shall take one. Hopefully it is better than Arthur's odd rations.

Me: We could use your last name too.

Levi: * palmface * What's that?

Me: Uhhhhhhhh...................

Levi: And interesting name to be sure.

Me: All right, so you only have one name. Let's just call you Joe, then. Nobody names their character Joe.

Joe: You are not calling me-and...apparently you are.

Me:

Miri: * laughs * Joe!

Me: No, his last name isn't bla-oi! Let's call you by your father's name! How honorable!

Joe: That could work...

Me: Now...if only I could remember how to spell it.

Hezikai: Like that?

Me: * shrugs * Close enough.

Miri: * is laughing quietly *

Hezikai: * glares *

Dri: For those of you who don't know, S'mores are like a sandwich with a marshmallow and hershey's chocolate, and honey crackers that cover them both. I would try a picture, but I'll find a link. Hopefully. *Starts making a S'more.* http://whatscookingamerica.net/Cookie/Smores/Smores.htm

Levi: You should be fine as Levi as long as you refrain from becoming a 40 foot crocodile. That would be confusing.

Lyna: We're back everybody! What's going on?

Timothy: *drapes his wings around his body like a bat* Hi.

Tiberius: Greetings.

Fallen: *snaps a shadow-tendril at Michael as soon as he shows himself*

Me: Levi is going through an identity crisis...

Levi: Am not! I'm going through a kidnapped girl for the third time crisis!! What is it with people and kidnapping Zaely?

Miri: * opens mouth *

Levi: Hush! * glares at Miri *

Miri: * closes mouth *

Levi: Are we going to get around to saving her any time in the before-they-kill-her future? Or must I go by myself to the location that has been specified?

Me: Now you talk...when interesting things were happening... You were quiet, but now you talk.