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[Mar. 13th, 2008|05:18 pm] |
1: that's why i wanted him to do the job.
2: Can Mully help?
1:*lol*
2: with a lot of convincing you might even get her to wash up for it.
1: ah, she'd make a right pretty lass if he stole some good clothes for her. ;)
2: awwww...and he cut the knots out of her hair ...and gave her a good scrub!
1: and brush it! (oh noes!)
2: eeeh! maybe he'd better tie her down
1: he swears he'll be gentle about it. :P he's only got..two sisters?
2: or give her enough drink to put her out for a few hours
Mully: *wakes up* "What....what...what've yer _done_ t'me!?!" *screams*
1: Tier: Wull... I told ye, ye had 'idden beauty, Mully, dear. *grin*
2: "An' 'idden were 'ow I liked it! I'll aver yer willy fer this!!!"
1: "Eh, now! Dunnae be hasty! Ye'll blend in, now, Mully. After the job, I'll dirty ye ag'in. Much as ye want."
2: " *sniffle* ....promise?"
1: "'a course, Mully. ...but yer hair is right nice...cannae ye keep tha' a bit? Make it easier if'n ye'd like to come along on another toff job..."
2: "I...I _do_ loike them silky dresses... c'n I 'ave fancy stockins, too?"
1: "Course! 's many pret'y thin's as I can get. *grin*"
2: "Awwww, Pierce!" *smmoooosch and kiss and such*
In an amazing twist...no characters harmed each other! Hahaha... |
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| Announcement! |
[Jan. 8th, 2008|11:30 pm] |
By now many of you have been wondering about why there was no announced Vic Holiday present this year. And the answer is, well...because I (Zinnia) have been moving house and therefore not on top of things as I ought to be! But...it's still *technically* the holiday-ish season, at least in Vic world (where some of you are still working on October...) so I hope that's well enough!
To save words, I'll just give you a link.
- http//clockworklullabye.com -
Happy Season, Players! Hope you enjoy. |
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| We are geeks, oh what geeks we be. |
[Jan. 8th, 2008|06:32 am] |
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[06:05] 1: I read a book today that was pretty much just one long slashfic.
[06:05] 2: ......oh, zounds.
[06:05] 2: don't tell me Tesla/Marconi!
[06:05] 1: Even better!
[06:05] 2: because that's <i>patently</i> wrong.
....it should comfort any of those reading that yes, thirty lashes were delivered for that pun.
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One: Girllove was considered quite tame and innocent! It was just what girls do, the silly creatures Two: Too bad they didn't feel the same way about men, or else we'd have much more lovely Victorian slash fiction. One: actually, now that you mention it, that is rather sad.
One: not that there wasn't a serious and formidable british gay underground... Two: Can you imagine Victorian ladies swapping fanfics about Phileas Fogg and Passepartout? Mr. Darcy and Mr. Wickham? One: HA!
One: that's fantastic. God, I love it. Two: Darcy/Wickham sounds hot. Wow. One: YUMMM.
Two: Hatesex! XD
One: Heathcliff and....random stable hand!
Two: Woot! One: all night looong, baby
One: actually, Heathcliff and anyone Two: Oh! Mr. Rochester and....another random stable hand! One: as long as he tops
One: HA! One: FU MANCHU and SPRING HEELED JACK
Two: AAAAAHHHH!!!
One: ...I think I just went too far.... Two: No, no! It's good! Spring Heeled Jack/Helpless victim would be hot!
Two: Jeeze, I really want some Darcy/Wickham now.
Two: Oh! Oscar Wilde/Lord Tennyson!!! @.@ *dead from sexyness* One: !!!!!!!!!!!!
One: ....actually..I kinda want to PLAY SHJ/Helpless Victim Two: Lawl.
Two: Can you imagine the awesomeness that would be Tesla/Edison hatesex? One: {OWRUi43rd78*^$*#^$)(*&$)*&#&$)(#&$
One: ehj#&$#
One: OH. MY. GOD. Two: Especially if Tesla is played by David Bowie!
One: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
One: and Edison is Willem Dafoe!
Two: alkdjfoiweujgoiwhngf
Two: !!!!!!!! One: and MARCONI IS CLIVE OWEN Two: lakdsfjjjjjjjjjjjjja;;jfoweirg hnvoiagewhjoiahewg
Two: OH MY GOD
Two: *dead* One: THREESOME
One: WITH TESLA COIL
One: AND A DEAD ELEPHANT Two: ....
Two: um One: ok...
One: not that last bit. |
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| Weekly (Autumn) |
[Sep. 25th, 2007|01:51 am] |
AUTUMN PLOTS
As most of you know, Autumn is an exciting time around t'Vic, and we like to stave off the Winter Hibernation as long as possible by having something extra exciting for All Hallows Eve. However, I need hardly remind all my players (yes, even you...) that the Staff, wonderful as they are, can't keep the board going without you. Stories won't move unless people post! So don't be afraid to start threads, or to jump into them. In fact, try to get into something new every week or so! You may not be able to post every day, but be involved in something, at least. Rest assured the the staff and myself are working to come up with something to affect every single character on the board. And yes, this year there will be something affecting all of London, as well! So check often, and read Clippings and Talk for more information. Dig deep, so that you won't be taken *completely* by surprise.
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=597&view=findpost&p=2836
NEW CATEGORY
As you know, we already have Clippings (news articles) and Talk (rumours about the town), and I'm very happy with the way Talk has been working out. There has been a third Information category proposed, called something like Going's On...that is, myself dirsctly providing players with certain things like local happenings, closings, catastrophes, and such in a more direct fashion than the other two.However, there will still be a LOT of information given in Clippings and Talk, so read over them arefully! I'll be taking a sounding from players, so please either pm or email The Monarch to let us know what you think of this idea!
At any rate, players will notice that the spate of mysterious going's on in Whitechapel and the Docklands continues, as always...and that a there is a new mystery surrounding the trains systems. Also, there's a circus come to town, a smallish family affiair owned by the Brothers Farraday.
NEW PLAYERS AND STAFF
Welcome to new player Sister Drusilla! The player is eager to work out the kinks in her very Interesting character, and eager as well to find some interesting plot for the Sister to barge her way into. Please feel free to contact her player with ideas for plots, and make her feel welcome.
As some of you may have noticed, there is a new Staff Member helping out on The Victorious! We're very excited to welcome 'camphor' to the staff team, and look forward to his input and writing in the future. As far as staff duties, Camphor will be managing Clippings and other things out in the print media of London, so if you have a submission or a question about what your characters may have read about, he's the person to ask!
THREADS
Some new threads for you to read!
Please keep in mind that although we all love Events, open threads are the bread and butter of any forum like this. Don't be afraid to toss your character out there to meet someone new! And if you see an open thread, don't leave it without reply!
FEAR: Liz and Redjack go to meet the Dockwitch, and see what sort of bargain they can strike for Valentine's life. However, in another thread, we get a glimpse of events immediately prior to their arrival at the Blue Shark Pub.
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=581
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=575
MYSTERY:
This thread is linked at Mum's request, as she's proud of how much Plot she managed to allude to. I have to say, I do think it's interesting reading.
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=580
JOY: An Older thread, but this sweet plotline between Wilkie and Livi has been getting a lot of attention for it's charming writing and certain elements of...forewshadowing? Once in a while, a sweet and silly plot like this one helps to break up all the Doom a little. .
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=548
CONSPIRACY: Those following the Sorcery plot will remember that Margaret Garnier has been enlisted by Lily Clarke to help her bring Valentine back. In this thread, Margaret goes to see a certain...associate of hers for advice and help. This thread is being featured for it's introduction of a new, amusing NPC, and even more amusing writing.
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=583
CHAT
At request of various players, there is now to be a chat on one day, every single week. One chat days, the Irc room will likely be open all the day, and there will be an aim room as well. For now, that's Thursday, although a chat will likely be hosted on Friday as well. Be sure to show up!
IRC
Just a reminder, for those of you who haven't yet managed to get onto IRC. There is a room for Vic chatting, on 'uk.quakenet.org', It's on channel '#vicchat'.
Here it is a simple irc client for windows. http://www.mirc.com/
Here is an irc client for macs. http://colloquy.info/
Also, trillian, for those players that use it, handles IRC perfectly well. Just ask a trillian user to explain things to you! If you turn on the irc plugin, it shoud have spaces for all the relevant information.
CLIPPINGS
ANNOUNCEMENT
(Police Gazette)
Superintendent Williams has appointed Inspector Collins to investigate the series of mechanical accidents that have occured at Euston Square. The tally of deaths has now reached five, and grave concerns have been raised over the safety of the remaining railway workers as they struggle to provide necessary repairs.
HORRIBLE GOINGS ON IN THE BLUE SHARK
(Inflammatory pamphlets stuffed into copies of the East India News & Report)
The BLUE SHARK last night was the scene of a DISGUSTING and MONSTROUS murder, where Jasper Wilton, an apparently innocent sailor, was found in his bed, EATEN ALIVE! Minutes before, the monster, which witnesses said looked like a FIEND from Hell in the DECEITFUL form of a WOMAN, entered the building, causing all within to FLEE in TERROR. Finding Jasper ASLEEP in his bed, she STRIPPED him of his clothes and committed VILE DEBAUCHERIES upon his flesh, in keeping with her FOUL SAVAGE nature. Having slaked her UNHOLY lusts upon her victim, she TORE him open and FEASTED upon his ENTRAILS. in a manner befitting her origin of the very DEPTHS OF HELL itself. Close your ears to the LIES of the EIC. They brought this FIEND to us. They have taken charge to CONCEAL the origin of the DEMON - the hills of darkest INDIA, where it was CAPTURED and brought to ENGLAND as a CURIO.
A DISTURBING DEATH
(The Wax Hand)
All ladies, children, and those of weak stomach, turn your eyes to the next page, where you will find a lively account of the coming attractions brought by the upcoming Circus.
Those whose eyes can bear it, read on. Our contacts at Scotland Yard have yet to inform us as to why the East India Company has been granted jurisdiction over a murder that took place late last night. Indeed, Metropolitan Police Inspectors have been barred from the horrific scene on more than one occasion. From what little we have been able to learn, it would appear that shortly before closing time, when those within had plumbed the deepest levels of inebriation, everyone in the pub exited the premises for reasons unknown. Witnesses reported a confused series of details that together serve to indicate that someone - or something - entered. The victim was Jasper Wilson, a seaman on leave who leaves a young wife in Portsmouth. Also whispered are hints that whomever committed the foul deed was was heavily disguised, presumably in order to ensure that he would not be recognised. And who could wonder, as we have received anonymous reports that the walls of his room were left smeared with gore, and his body in a state not only disgraceful but morbidly perverse. More worrying than the unspeakable brutality of the crime is that apparently, a large portion of his organs are absent, having been removed from the scene by his bloodthirsty unknown attacker. Mr Wilson, mercifully, must have died of his injuries almost immediately.
Reports have been dubious as to the identity of the vile culprit. Whether this crime, too was committed by the dread 'Longshoreman' that terrorised Whitechapel, or some darker fiend is not yet known, but be assured, dear readers, that you shall know all our reporters are able to discover.
(Found in the pages of The Times)
THE BROTHERS FARRADAY CIRCUS!
Ladies and Gentleman, see SIGHTS of DARING and AMAZEMENT!
Not for the FAINT OF HEART!
Come see the ASTOUNDING Hercules O'halloran as he engages in FEATS OF STRENGTH never before seen on the English Stage!
MARVEL to see Keanna MacGregor and her horse Macha as they DANCE TO THE STRAINS OF MUSIC, capering GRACEFULLY around the ring.
And THRILL as Archibald Horton displays his unearthly skill with a THROWN KNIFE, striking the smallest of targets EFFORTLESSLY.
For the MONTH OF OCTOBER, these wonders AND MORE can be found at THE BROTHERS FARRADAY CIRCUS at ROTHERHITHE PARK.
OPINION
(This week provided by one Lily Clarke, taken down by a solicitor in the Horn of Plenty)
Some of you may doubt that a girl in a 'fallen' state has a heart that can feel joy and sorrow in great measures. But I can tell you, even a state of fallenness has no bearing on what a human heart can feel! As much happiness, and as much agony in emotion, sometimes even in equal parts, and together, can torture the poor heart of any woman, who, as the delicate creatures that we are, are more prone than anyone to extremities of feeling. In fact, many girls I know that share my state of misfortune have the tenderest feelings and dearest tears, and gayest laughter of any I have ever known. It is no life of constant sorrow, but nor does the heart rest easy, and both mirth and tears come easily enough, though the minds of men, so strong and untouch'd by the winds that blow a woman's heart as they can be, may scorn at such tender creatures, and the storms that ride us.
So remember, you fellows, that even though a thing may seem fond and trifling to you, your gentle mistress may not find it so. Be patient with her, be kind, remember she has none of your strength and fortitude, and thus no defense against the rough sallys of emotion that make her cling to you, her stalwart and her Lord, her small diety, in desperation. Remember that it is for her fondness and silly ways of laughing and crying that you love her as our Lord loves us all, even though we all seem silly creatures, and every one of us sinners, too. |
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| Weekly - August |
[Aug. 10th, 2007|03:01 am] |
TOP POSTERS
Congratulations to our Top Posters! The players with the most posts (playing currently living/active characters) are Wilkie with 110, and Lady Wrackton with 109. Close behind are Mum, Livi, and Oriel with 107, 95, and 86, respctively. Good luch to Livi and Oriel getting to Paddington Station when they make 100 posts! Valentine is actually at the top with 113 posts, but he had to ruin it by going and dying on us.
NEW PLAYERS
Welcome to new players Tim Andrey, Rose Brady and Amelia Callahan! We're very glad to have both of them, and they've both shown themselves to be fantastic players. We also have recently welcomed a new player for Violette LaRoux. Please make them all feel at home.
Also, there's a new charater profile up - a nun! Register your vote by messaging me at aim: tatterjack.
Some new threads for you to read!
FOLLY: Lily, Redjack Ryan and Liz are at the docks, Summoning the Dockwitch. What folly! Elsewhere in London, someone else is seeking her...and sending their minions out after the three.
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=543
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=561
PERIL: Late in the night, two children go seeking excitement. However, they find something far darker...and infinitely more dangerous than just any alleyway adventure.
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=535
MURDER: Lucy, who seems a fair and delightful young lady to all who meet her, is seeking someone. Wilkie follows herl...and witnesses...
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=565&st=0&#entry2722
SORCERY: Margaret Garnier has agreed to perform acts unspeakable and profane. Will her magic fail, succeed...or will she accomplish more than she bargaine for?
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=527
GROUP CHATS
As some of you have noticed, Group Scenes are now played in IRC. It allows somewhat longer posts, and is a bit more stable than the average aim chatroom. There is, of course, a room for Vic chatting, on 'uk.quakenet.org', It's on channel '#vicchat'.
Here it is a simple irc client for windows. http://www.mirc.com/
Here is an irc client for macs. http://colloquy.info/
Also, trillian, for those players that use it, handles IRC perfectly well. Just ask a trillian user to explain things to you! If you turn on the irc plugin, it shoud have spaces for all the relevant information.
TALK
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=568
As some of you may've noticed, in London Calling there is a new pinned post - called Talk. Instead of only newspaper clippings from London's various papers, we now have bits of overheard gossip from London's residents. And yes, just like the Clippings there will be bits of plot (and even Plot!) within...so read o'er carefully with a magnifying glass!
CLIPPINGS
TOO HIGH A PRICE
(From the Weekly Journal)
Chinatown claimed another Englishman today when mud-larks found the body of Randolph Davies. Davies, 34, was a shipping clerk with the East India Company and father of two. Ordinarily, libel law would preclude disclosure of the cause of death but in the late Mr. Davies' case, it was all too clear.
The broken stem of an opium-pipe was found lodge in his gullet, with his jaws locked too tight for anyone other than himself to have placed it therein. Further, even wet, his jacket, trousers and neck-tie were nearly suffused with opium-residue according to a source in the Bow Street Runners. The Runners are treating this as a serious matter, but have not revealed who is to be charged, or even what charges will be filed in the event of an arrest.
Mr. Davies is the fifth Englishman this year to have died from opium-related causes that was not ruled a suicide or an "accidental drowning." Perhaps now the Crown will finally recognize the dangers of the Heathen Chinee and take appropriate action.
A STAGNANT EXAMINATION
(from the Times)
Almost a month after the mysterious explosion that devastated Miller's Court, Scotland yard has made little progress. Despite reports of shadowy figures running from the scene moments before, none have been apprehended for this vile deed, and in fact, there is grave doubt that these figures were more than the wishful thinking of helpful neighbours. As a result of this lack of progress, the East India Company have petitioned to be allowed to investigate, claiming that their specialists may be able to succeed where Scotland Yard have failed. This request is currently being considered, although it did prompt Scotland Yard to release further information. It appears that an unusual type of explosive was used, and that this is hampering progress. This explosive, which can only be made using certain extremely difficult techniques, uses an exotic substance, previously only seen in the handiwork of Partie d'Unitie. Scotland Yard is apparently questioning a former member of this party, currently being held at Her Majesty's pleasure in Newgate Prison, on unrelated charges.
NOTICE: MEN WANTED. ANY ABLE-BODIED MAY APPLY
(A notice up about town and in the Wax Hand)
It has come to our attention that the METROPOLITAN RAILWAY is in urgent need of ADDITIONAL WORKERS to aid it in essential repairs, caused by circumstances beyond their control. Consequently, they have declared this UNRIVALLED opportunity for any and all able-bodied men seeking EMPLOYMENT. While experience is desirable, even the unskilled have their part to play. Pay is at a very satisfactory level, and as an additional INCENTIVE, serving as an indicator of how gravely this situation is regarded, there will be a BONUS for each worker after a mere FORTNIGHT's work. Those EAGER to take advantage of the Metropolitan Railway's GENEROUS offer, should make their enquiries at 45C Stepney High Street at their earliest convenience.
OPINION
This week provided by Tim Andrey
Blackmail? Such a dirty word, and so unjustifiably maligned. Sometimes one is in a position to perform a favour for someone, in exchange for which they will agree to do something that they would not otherwise do. This is a perfectly normal transaction, surely? Perhaps you have caught wind of a scandalous peccadillo or two, and you intend to pass this information on to the relevant people, which would, of course, be the correct thing to do. Of course, the individual concerned may well prefer that this information not come to light, and may attempt to persuade you that they are in the right. In order that you may be better disposed toward them, and thus more inclined to hear them, they may well offer something to you – further information, objects of mutually agreed worth or services of some kind. Again, these are perfectly normal and acceptable. Having received these, surely you will be persuaded to err in their favour and thus forget to mention their peccadillo. For a time at least.
Now, there may still be those who are dubious as to the acceptability of this practice, and so I turn to the example provided by a recent client of mine. Assume, if you will, that you have a daughter of marriageable age, but who is pursued by an unworthy suitor. If this suitor is unwilling to desist, it may become necessary to observe that you had heard, for example, that their gambling debts are unlikely to be paid in the near future, and that their creditors would be unlikely to look kindly on this. It would, of course, be your civic duty to mention this to the creditors in question, but perhaps you could be persuaded to overlook this for the moment. After all, by the time you next remember it, undoubtedly the suitor will have found the means to pay his creditors. Perhaps he needs more time, time that he would have, no doubt, were he not pursuing an engagement with a certain young lady.
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[Jul. 2nd, 2007|10:31 pm] |
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hey so for anyone who has an irc client, let's all try and keep a room going?
server is uk.quakenet.org join the channel #vicchat
i'm going to try and keep colloquy open whenever i'm on my machine.
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| t'flic cast lists??? |
[May. 21st, 2007|02:31 am] |
ok so may demanded that i post the full "real" cast list for the baroque, and so i figured i would just post all the "casting" work that was done as a product of z and me and vodka and my kitchen floor a few months ago. please keep in mind that these are rather random and arbitrary and some of these characters are essentially "extras" who we just wanted to throw in the actor/person for whatever reason. these in no way reflect the views of this network!:
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[May. 16th, 2007|06:01 pm] |
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[03:56] lollipopatrixxx: not to mention shes HOTT
[03:56] lollipopatrixxx: so they would all be all "shit, Oriel your lady is fucking sizzlin'"
[03:56] lollipopatrixxx: and he would be all "Oh man. I know. I KNOW."
[03:57] lollipopatrixxx: and Lily would be all "*rolls eyes* whatev. ten pounds plzkthnx" |
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| Update |
[May. 14th, 2007|01:07 pm] |
Hullo! As some of you may know, various issues took me away from the internets for a while. But I left my world in very good hands, and I'm happy to say that the staff has done a wonderful job of thinking up some really twisty, doom-filled plots. So many, in fact, that I've been having trouble keeping track of them myself... After a winter of hibernation, I'm sure you're all ready for things to pick back up for summer. So are we! Keep an eye on the clippings and staff solos, they have some..interesting things in store for you. Ah yes, the Newspaper clippings. Anyone who visits London Calling may noticed that the posts have been compressed into larger posts by season. They can seem like an intimidating read, to be sure, but I would encourage players to visit sometime and read through. Not only are certain clues in there dating quite a way back, but they contain some excellent writing done by the staff and even (one or two) volunteer players. THREADS OF NOTE http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=522Some fantastic character work and a very tender and sad scene overall. Most of you have read this already, but give it a look. There's Plot, as well as entertainment value. http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=506One of the game's most socially...in-adept character goes...on a date? http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=496Anotehr hallmark of t'Vic...character getting in far over their heads, with no idea what they're about. A deal is stuck and a bargain is made....well, not much of a bargain, but... WIKI If any players haven't taken a look at the wiki in a while, examine it now! It's grown a bit and amazingly, new content is being added all the time. For your convenience, a few links have been added to the sidebar to help you get your character page started. The Staff appreciates every bit of help form all of you in keeping plot and storyline pages updates. The word you need for editing the wiki is, of course, the name of the City itself. Those of you who haven't gotten around to making a character page, take a few minutes and set something up! There are several character pages done, but a few that aren't done yet, either. Ask any of the staff if you're having trouble figuring out how to do links and things like that...it's generally pretty simple. Just put links to other characters in [brackets]. A few people have asked in chat if the Fractured and the Baroque are going to get wikis. The answer is that both of then already *do* have wikis, but that said wikis are still under construction and have not yet been unveiled. When they are, however, all of you will have two new time periods to explore. CHARACTER OPINION Brought to you by Miss Olivia Harte. Haven't you ever had a secret? Something precious that was yours alone, and not anyone else's? Would you want others to just come along and demand those things from you? Of course not! Imagine your own private business being interrupted by unwanted interlopers or nosy newsies. Not fun at all! That's why people should mind their own business and not interfere with others. Next time you decide to question someone, think about it and imagine if you were in their place. They probably have a good excuse for sneaking out in the middle of the night, or skipping out on helping with errands. Really they do! They just need to think of it. Remember, privacy is a blessing. Please, think twice before taking someone else's away. ------------------------------ -------
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[Apr. 30th, 2007|08:42 am] |
meebo.com:[08:29] lollipopatrixxx: dammit
[08:30] Medusa039: no, it's just you didn't take the bait and like asked something else. anyway, it's not a big deal, i'm just giving you crap. we'll wrap this thing up in a hurry and start something new, unless you wanna do that thing with muireann, though i thought she was like missing after the boat incident or something?
[08:37] lollipopatrixxx: ummm she was
[08:37] lollipopatrixxx: hardcore
[08:37] lollipopatrixxx: were gonna CALL HER BACK FROM THE SEA
[08:38] lollipopatrixxx: only thing is tho dawg
[08:38] lollipopatrixxx: we dont got shit to like pay her scary sea witch ass
[08:38] lollipopatrixxx: which is all kinds of stupid
[08:38] lollipopatrixxx: as you know
[08:38] Medusa039: i'm just sayin, margaret thinks she's a voodoo queen now, so there could be ZOMB13Z
[08:38] lollipopatrixxx: THAT IS THE PLAN
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| The Movie... |
[Jan. 23rd, 2007|01:02 am] |
Ok, so lets talk about the Vic movie. Not the good Vic movie, but the horrible Hollywood-a-fied crap movie! In a lovely conversation on my kitchen floor the following casting decisions have been made!
The Craptastic Vic Movie
directed by Brett "I ruined the Xmen" Ratner
Starring...
Angelina Jolie - CM
Orlando Bloom - Oriel
Jessica Alba - Violette La Roux
Kate Beckensale - Zinnia
Jake Gyllenhaal - Lindsey
Heath Ledger - Whitney
Dakota Fanning - Elsie
Clive Owen - Valentine
Rufus Sewell - Edward the Confessor
Joseph Fiennes - Aubrey
Anthony Hopkins - Galen
Lelee Sobieski or Scarlett Johanssen - Renate
Reese Witherspoon - Jane
Johnny Lee Miller - Jason
Neil Patrick Harris - Henry
Katie Holmes - Lily
Josh Hartnett - Septimus
Heather Graham - Liz
*edit - Actually Lindsey would be played by Matt Damon and Jason would be played by Ben Affleck
And for those of you who play the Baroque, also directed by Brett "I directed all 3 Rush Hour movies (yes there is a third in postproduction)" Ratner:
Starring...
Brian Austin Green - Monmouth
Clive Owen - Charlie 2
Sam Neill or Tim Robbins - Claypole
Bruce Campbell - Arch
John Malkovich - King Looie
Kate Beckinsale or Kiera Knightly - Madlan
Christopher Walken - Sir Isaac
Gwyneth Paltrow - Deborah
Anthony Hopkins - Sir Christopher
Rupert Everett - the Duke of Buckingham
Claire Danes - Nell Gwyn
Jack Black - Samson the theatre manager pimp
Dustin Hoffman - Hooke
Kevin Costner - Kürten
And lastly, (working title) the Fractured, also directed by Brett "Prison Break" Ratner:
Starring...
Keanu Reeves - Maddox
Devon Oki - Boo
Leonardo DiCaprio - Roy G. Biv
Fairuza Balk - Payne
I hope this didn't hurt anyone's head too much. <3 |
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| FINALLY |
[Jan. 5th, 2007|05:28 am] |
For all of you who are wondering, the password to the wiki is 'london'.
And here, FINALLY, is a list of ALL THE SODDING CHARACTERS in the WHOLE GAME.
...I think I have them all. If I've forgotten any please let me know either here or in wiki page comments. Thanks!
(Here be the list!) |
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| Happy Holidays! |
[Jan. 3rd, 2007|11:48 pm] |
HAPPY HOLIDAYS FROM THE VICTORIOUS!
Also, the staff and a few players are hard at work getting the player’s Holiday present ready for all of you! It’s a HUGE project, vast and all-encompassing! Informative, as well. I made this so that you could all have something to play with and have fun with in some way that would never really ever be done. And also, because it’s interactive, and we wanted to give you all something to do that was as fun and cool as it is informative and interesting.
Without further Ado:
http://victorious.pbwiki.com/
A gift from Myself and the Staff to all of you, the players. And just as the Game is yours, this is yours! Feel free to make, edit, and add to pages as much as you like! And yes, you can and are encouraged in fact to make pages for your characters. The edit password will be put up on the board and on the lj community. Thank you all for playing. I don’t exaggerate at all when I say that I’ve got the greatest bunch of players any world could have and some of the neatest characters, too. We’ve had a wonderful wonderful year so far and I look dearly forward to another!
NEWS
Welcome to new player Jason Locke! We’re very, very pleased to have such a talented worker in clockworks, so please welcome him in and make him feel at home. But not too at home, because who knows that will happen?
ADOPTIONS
Many many characters have been adopted of late! Starting in the new year any character who hasn’t been played in a while shall be moved into the orphanage and will be up for adoption! Of course if you’re the player of that character, simply start playing them again and they revert back to your control by default. However, for anyone who wants to take up a part-time character and get involved in other plots this would be a perfect time.
THREADS OF LATE
Here are a list of random links to threads that have shown up on the board lately, in which Plot or at the least Something Interesting has happened.
A bit of Art.
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=170&view=findpost&p=2054
For those watching the Hyde Park/Edwina plotline, Septimus’ player has drawn a picture of the Puck in the Park. It’s been Officially named Canon so, if anyone wonders what the sharp little man looks like, here he is!
An Unexpected Proposition
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=470
A scene hailing the return of everyone’s favourite curmudgeon, Galen Arthur. He is confronted by a young pupil…but what truck does the young man have with the recent murder? And will both men’s secrets be kept safe if they team up to solve the mystery that has all the Coppers baffled? Who knows?
Poor Little Creature
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=453&st=15
What started out a darling social thread has, through the seeming incorrigible generosity of one Nat Lindsey, become a rather unnerving display of life in the East End. Links the second page of thread.
The Ship
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=457&st=0&#entry1969
I know some of you are watching this thread avidly. I would advise all players to watch it, and even to click the little link that allows you to subscribe to it at the bottom. Only one instalment left! Will everyone make it off the ship in one piece? What will become of the urchins? What will become of the Knave? …will the creature be defeated? Will we even find out what the creature is?
Most Foul
http://tatterhood.2.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=460&st=0&#entry1983
A murder. And shown off only for it’s curiosity and general delectable goriness, and look into the state of mind of a victim-to-be. Not for the squeamish or easily squicked.
WINTER AND HOLIDAY IN LONDON
The world changes as the city draws farther from the sun. Trees reveal their barren, skeletal forms, the sky grows heavy-dull, and streets fade dim and joyless as the wind begins to blow. The North Wind whistles shrill ‘round the eaves of houses, blows a vicious chill down collars, rattles windowpanes and tugs at scarf-ends. It blows noses red and fingertips numb, blows the scent of choking smoke rising from stout fireplaces, from small blazes kindled desperate in alleys, from tumbledown chimneystacks. The wind becomes London’s constant companion as November draws on to December, frigid tidings of the long cold to come seen in frost growing on windows and over railings. Cheerless cold invades in hard rains, sleet, some sullen flakes…but no real snow. No, snow is curiously absent this year, and the people--ragged with the wind and rains--wonder if they shall have a reprieve from the dingy grayness.
And then, like magic, like a dream, London wakes one morning to a different world. A white-covered world, the edges of everything softened and the wind blowing…something different. The North Wind blows mixed scents of chestnuts roasting, hearthfires and good baking smells, and above all things the fresh, sharp tang of snow. The jingle of bells blows past on the same current as the clamoring voices of street vendors and the rising hubbub of crowds in the avenue. Somehow the snow takes the roughness from the chill of winter, and as it continues to fall, spirits rise. For it is the holiday season, after all. The Royal Mail is beset by penny-post Christmas cards, stocking-gifts are bought, and visitors are entertained. Bands of wassailers wander in the darkness as if there is no danger, as if their bells and songs alone can stave off the wicked acts of nighttime. Indeed, the change wrought by snow and festoons of holly is enough to make the City seem a place of joyful celebration. See how artfully-frosted windows cast their soft-lit glow onto the streets! See London a place transformed, her houses a forest embellished with tinsel and glass, her streets grown picturesque, her nature gentled by an atmosphere of holiday.
Christmas Eve falls bright and clear over the jewel of Britannia, England’s crown. She rests a night, guarded by the stars above, warm fires below, and the cold North Wind between.
If you listen closely, perhaps the wind tell you what the New Year brings.
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OPINION
On the Holidays
Renate MacGregor
I have stood on many a corner in London, and on many different occasions been a silent listener to the conversations that seem to swirl on London streets almost as the snow. This is not as one may suspect through any inclination to rudely eavesdrop nor from any sort of morbid curiosity. No, the reason is far simpler. It is only that the words are there and to block them out would be as unnatural as laying down my bow. I hear so many things! I hear about miracles and gifts of Charity and Kindness that would I am sure gladden the heart of Our Blessed Lord in this lovely season. There have been less savory conversations that find their way into a listening ear but I strive to forget these as if they were only melting snow. It is this gift of Listening I beg you to give to your fellows, London. Do not stop up your ears for there are voices and sounds in the City that I promise you will delight you and give you peace.
( HOLIDAY CLIPPINGS ) |
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| Baroque Goodness... |
[Dec. 23rd, 2006|11:46 pm] |
...z demanded that i post this, and since i am whipped, i acquiesced. this takes place in the same world as the victorious, only 200 years earlier, and the characters are famous savants. i would apologize for historical inaccuracy, but well this world is in my head and only bears a slight resemblance to the "real world."
anyway, without further ado, please don't hate my writing....
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Hooke was startled out of his reverie by a tentative knock at the door, causing his quill to scratch an angry line across the page. He cursed and spat and finally barked out, “What?”
There, magnificently framed by the door, was Wilhelm Gottfried Leibniz; first visible as a stand for a particularly impressive flowing black wig. The rest of his smart attire and various other features swam into focus, as Hooke fitted a small pair of spectacles to his face. The German wore a small smile, which seemed to irritatingly be his customary expression, as though he was in on some great joke of the universe to which no one else was privy. His stupid smile only irritated Hooke further, and he heaved an exasperated sigh. “Yes, what is it Doctor? I haven’t all day, you know.”
Leibniz stepped into Hooke’s room and discreetly closed the door behind himself. Never a good sign, that. With the door closed, he approached the desk with a thick leather folio in hand which he proceeded to lay down before Hooke. He didn’t speak, just smiled that self-satisfied smile, and the savant felt his bile reach a level that nearly prompted him to induce vomiting on the spot for relief against it.
“What in the name of All Holy Things is this, and what the devil do you want with my time, Leibniz? You should know that I am a busy man.”
Finally, the Doctor’s smiling lips parted. “Mr. Hooke, Arch tells me that you are the only person among us who still has contact with the girl Madlan.”
At that, Hooke’s expression softened slightly. Which is to say, his intense glare became merely a sullen glower. “I see her from time to time, not as often as I’m sure would befit your purposes, Herr Doktor.”
Leibniz frowned, ignoring the suggestiveness of Hooke’s comment. “Yes, well, could you see to it that she gets this folio? She requested that I inform her once I published the Calculus, and in these pages there is a copy of all the work that will be coming out presently.”
That got Hooke’s attention. He grabbed at the folio and whipped it open almost violently. As a result a few pages caught the air and fluttered gracefully to the floor and into his lap. He caught one smartly between calloused fingers and held it so close to his face that Leibniz couldn’t imagine he saw anything at all. Nonetheless, after a beat he exclaimed, “Excellent! This is just what we need. Now perhaps people will stop doddering over Newton and we can return this country to some semblance of Order!”
Leibniz did not comment on this, but flashed his trademark knowing smile. “Or perhaps we shall greater enlighten mankind in his journey toward knowing God.”
“Pah!” Hooke spat again, and cursed, and pushed his chair back. He rose arthritically, and began picking up the fallen leaves of paper in what may have been the most painful-looking display of futility of all time. Leibniz sighed and bent to help him at the chore.
“My aim in publishing the Calculus,” said Leibniz, “is not to discredit Newton.”
Hooke glowered at him again. “Well, whatever your aim should be, this shall serve to discredit either you or Newton, and I would far prefer that it be he.”
Leibniz seemed to consider this gravely, and nodded slowly. “Perhaps. But that is a chance that I must take.”
Hooke’s beady eyes still fixed on Leibniz in a way that made the German feel as though he were on a slide beneath a microscope, and then after a few moments, he broke his gaze away, signaling that the conversation was over. The two men heaped the leaves back into the folio. They rose to a standing position, Leibniz getting there substantially quicker than Hooke, who made a few strange creaking noises in pain but waved off assistance as though he were shooing a horsefly.
“Will you give her the folio then?” Leibniz asked, his eyebrows drawn up in a look of supreme concern that Hooke found annoying.
“Yes, yes, I shall give it to her when my work permits,” he snapped. “Now, if you’ve no other inconvenient requests, get out so that I may resume my work.”
Leibniz grinned again, almost a chuckle, but he hid that by pretending to scratch a bothersome itch at the tip of his nose. “Thank you Mr. Hooke.” With a slight incline of his head, he turned and left the room, closing the door softly behind him.
Hooke had already returned to his studies. He didn’t even hear him go. |
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| Weekly: 1 December |
[Dec. 19th, 2006|10:48 pm] |
NEWS
Welcome to new players Ghost, Gaius Sinfield, Duncan Haylock, Capricius Quinn, and Edwina! We’re very, very pleased to have such an exciting influx of new characters, so please welcome them in and make them feel at home. But not too at home, because who knows that will happen?
HAPPY HOLIDAYS FROM THE VICTORIOUS!
Also, the staff and a few players are hard at work getting the player’s Holiday present ready for all of you! It’s a HUGE project, vast and all-encompassing! Informative, as well. (and yes, those are clues.) We really, really think that you’re going to like it. Of course it isn’t entirely finished yet, but we’re all here on the staff very excited. If you would like to help with this holiday present, please inquire with the Monarch.
NPCs
This week the staff will be making a linked list with all the NPCs on it. We think that this will help the players get to know your NPCs, and feel more comfortable using them if you have need to.
If you see an article published in one paper but you would really like to see what another paper has to say...now you can just ask! Send requests to staffperson crompton.
ADOPTIONS
Many many characters have been adopted of late! Starting in the new year any character who hasn’t been played in a while shall be moved into the orphanage and will be up for adoption! Of course if you’re the player of that character, simply start playing them again and they revert back to your control by default. However, for anyone who wants to take up a part-time character and get involved in other plots this would be a perfect time.
The Monarch does not expect gifts for the holidays. However, ifplayers are so inclined,fine brandy or bleeping electronics are equally appropriate.
THREADS OF LATE
Here are a list of random links to threads that have shown up on the board lately, in which Plot or at the least Something Interesting has happened.
The Ship
I know some of you are watching this thread avidly. I would advise all players to watch it, and even to click the little link that allows you to subscribe to it at the bottom. Only two instalments are added and I’ve been assured there are several more yet to be!
Most Foul
A murder. And shown off only for it’s curiosity and general delectable goriness, and look into the state of mind of a victim-to-be. Not for the squeamish or easily squicked.
Late Last Night
A very promising character, if a bit mysterious. Who knows what they’re up to, or who this intrepid servant calls master?
An Afternoon Walk
A thread from a newcomer, Edwina Boyd. Taking place in Hyde park and featuring a very strange creature somehow…familiar? Who knows. Something to watch, however; events like these always seem to have strange consequences.
Two LifePoints to anyone who can discern the indentity of the strange girl in the tree.
The Sound of Lost Hope
A bit of commendably evocative writing from one of our newer players. Nicely done mood piece and vaguely eerie.
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OPINION
Opinion: Lily Clarke (taken down by one very infatuated Alastair Nesbitt, clerk)
ON GIFTS
Some girls I know in the lower quarters of Whitechapel are prideful things. They tell me that they don’t like to take presents from their Misters because it ‘indebts’ them or some such rubbish like that. Ladies, you should know that Pride is a Sin against heaven! And also you should know that God wants men to take care of us ladies. Now I know, us Whitechapel girls we like to look after our own selves. And that’s just fine you know. All dab hands with the barber’s blade and all that. But it’s one thing to be a stand up girl and really another to refuse to let the gentlemen make themselves feel all nice by taking part in the Heavenly virtue of generosity and charity like God tells them to! And they are supposed to give to those less fortunate as it says in the Bible, as we all know. And who is less fortunate? Why we are of course! So who are we to turn our noses up? Me, I like pretty things and I say there is no shame in it. And if there were well than that was the same as saying men should not take good care of ladies. And that my dear girls is a blasphemy. So I encourage you one and all my sisters. Do let the lads take you shopping especially in this holiday season! Your happiness will grow knowing they love having you on their arm and getting all those lovely new stockings and other things and it always puts a sparkle in their eye. That is a true joy to see. Not only that but it’s getting colder and it never hurts to have a thick new coat!
( CLIPPINGS ) |
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| VICCHAT LOLZ |
[Dec. 13th, 2006|11:47 pm] |
Tatterhood: OFF
Tatterhood: WITH
Tatterhood: HER
Medusa039: *sticks head in toilet*
Medusa039: *flushes*
Tatterhood: .......well.
Tatterhood: that'll do. |
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| VICFIC |
[Dec. 8th, 2006|04:09 am] |
Ok. So I had no part in this I swear.
However two of the players on this very game have written some FABULOUS and really really painful Sue t'VicFic and I think you should all read it.
...and weep.
No really. I did.
( BECAUSE THEY R TOTALLY IN LOVE YO ) |
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| All Hallows Eve |
[Nov. 7th, 2006|02:12 am] |
October dwindling, October dying. Fallen leaves, fading to dust-colorfrom momentary brightness gather damp in gutters, fill in the cornersbetween buildings and cling wetly to carriage wheels and skirts. Thesmell of smoldering vegetable matter rises sooty from behind tenementsand townhouses; a vain attempt to be rid of the mess before the chillof Winter descends. Dirty, wet October, the sky all pewter and ficklewith rain, the side-walks a network of drab puddles with overlappingborders. Muddy-booted children run in the streets shouting with coatsforced upon them by attendant mothers, noses reddening between grimycheeks with the nip new-blooming in the air. Summer sinks low beyondthe horizon. The day grows shorter in the shadow of night, the darknessencroaching farther and farther with each sunset. The night lengthens,and the days grow colder, and October spreads out her mystery, subtly,slowly shifting the City into different rhythms, unsettling its busy currents, its unconcerned citizens until...
All Hallow's Eve.
Overshadowednowadays by the promise of Bonfire Night's blazing chaos, the shade ofAll Hallow's presses Londoners inside, uneasy with the way the wind isblowing. Superstitious Irish grandmothers whisper ancient tales intothe wide faces of the younger generations. Skeptical or wondering,parents and children still press close to the safety of the hearth,just in case.
For things change on Hallowe'en, and the days beforeit...and no one can ever be sure how things may be changed in its wake.Indeed, if things do change in the night, they're hardly felt indaylight except in the vaguest of twinges at the back of the mind. Theexquisite party visited, the missing child, the strange visitor--allare dreams half-remembered on the morrow.
An old night; astrange, liminal, twisting night. A night when borders thin, when thedead walk abroad, spirits and haunts and witches a'foot. A deep, heavynightfall, when the air itself seems to press close, full ofwhisperings and shadows. The memory of things past wanders freely,dirty industrial London fog entangling itself in ghosts of its past.Doors shift their borders, open onto other places, other times--thestreets themselves grow restless, seeking out paths untrod in eons,paths wandered at will by those who are Other and inconceivable andsecretive. This is their night; these are their paths, their voices inthe alleys, on the air.
This night does not belong to the Age ofSteam; this night does not belong to the costermongers orflower-sellers or clock-workers or dock-workers or engineers or anyother agents and citizens of the Crown. Remember:
This night does not belong to you. |
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