Party(open semi-serious RP)
All world leaders are commanded to put aside whatever they are doing and come to a party. Food and drink will be provided, as well as entertainment.
Ambassadors will be accepted if a ruler cannot leave at the moment.
http://world.std.com/~tkraemer/Dogbert.gif
His Supreme Highness, Dogbert I
Quote: "Bah!"
The attendees are further commanded to bring pie. Chocolate is preferable, but no pie will be refused.
http://www.axis-of-aevil.net/archives/img/2002_04/catbert.jpg
Catbert
Evil HR Director and Prime Minister
Motto: "You can't spell 'Who Cares' without HR."
You will attend!
http://world.std.com/~tkraemer/Dogbert.gif
His Supreme Highness, Dogbert I
Quote: "Bah!"
North-eastern Europe, diplotmat shows up, and pets the dog. :shock:
The European diplomat gets a bat to crotch. "No touching the superintelligent animals."
But I brought pie. *Gives them chocolate, pie* :shock:
DNRC: You think to order an assortment of Emperors, Presidents, Prelates, Kings, Prime Ministers, etc... to do this thing? you must be quite mad.
DNRC: You think to order an assortment of Emperors, Presidents, Prelates, Kings, Prime Ministers, etc... to do this thing? you must be quite mad.Thank you.
No touching the animals, just conversation. Set the pie over there. *points to table*
http://www.axis-of-aevil.net/archives/img/2002_04/catbert.jpg
Catbert
Evil HR Director and Prime Minister
Motto: "You can't spell 'Who Cares' without HR."
Gen. Dante, Langham's leader, arrives with two men in black suits and sunglasses, each carrying a suitcase.
Dante: Men, show the doggie and the kitty the goods.
The two men open the suitcases and reveals chocolate pies.
Catbert looks it over and stiks a knife in one, testing it on an Induhvidual servent. The servent collapses in sugar overload. "Very good..."
http://www.axis-of-aevil.net/archives/img/2002_04/catbert.jpg
Catbert
Evil HR Director and Prime Minister
Motto: "You can't spell 'Who Cares' without HR."
"Okay, men, take the stuff to the table over there and that'll be all. Can't let the goods fall into the wrong hands."
The two guards leaves.
OOC: Love the drugg deal feel, nice touch.
DNRC: You think to order an assortment of Emperors, Presidents, Prelates, Kings, Prime Ministers, etc... to do this thing? you must be quite mad.Thank you.
No touching the animals, just conversation. Set the pie over there. *points to table*
http://www.axis-of-aevil.net/archives/img/2002_04/catbert.jpg
Catbert
Evil HR Director and Prime Minister
Motto: "You can't spell 'Who Cares' without HR." no problem, and hey, you DO know Dogs cannot eat Chocolate right? it causes a potentially lethal allergice reaction.
OOC: Love the drugg deal feel, nice touch.OOC: Thanks, I always wanted to do that in a party RP.
Catbert nods. "I am not canine. And Dogbert is able to eat chocolate without problems."
http://www.axis-of-aevil.net/archives/img/2002_04/catbert.jpg
Catbert
Evil HR Director and Prime Minister
Motto: "You can't spell 'Who Cares' without HR."
Royal BUMP
http://world.std.com/~tkraemer/Dogbert.gif
His Supreme Highness, Dogbert I
Quote: "Bah!"
Well I'm not going to be at this little event, I've got work to do.
~Empress Kushrenada.
*King Jim, ruler of The Stoned Mongooses and many other nations, walks in* "Party? Woot." *Walks over to Catbert and hands him pie* "Happy?"
The Foxxinnian Minister steps in. "Here's a pie. I should be good. If not I'll kill my chef unless you want to. Any way where's Dogbert? I need to speak to him about getting rid of some cow-orkers back in Foxxinnia City."
Catbert motions and the Induhvidual servents take the pies and set them on the table.
"Dogbert is instructing the Europen delegate on the proper way to use a whip."
*whipcrack**Induhvidual cries out*
Dogbert looks at the European diplomat. "It's all in the wrist." *whipcrack**pointy haired manager cries out* Dogbert smiles. "I love my job..."
Dante watches Dogbert (aka Doggy) teach someone how to use a whip.
"Bad dog. That's not a high quality whip."
*eight men in tan uniforms and hats come out of a limosuine followed by a tall man in tan clothes and a mustache*
http://www.earthstation1.com/History/Russia/Pics/TN_JosefStalin.jpg
*the man waves a bit and gives one of the men in uniforms a cake to carry. The man skips to the door. The leader, Joseph Stallin bows to the dog and walks in*
Dante watches Dogbert (aka Doggy) teach someone how to use a whip.
"Bad dog. That's not a high quality whip."Catbert: :shock: The last guy to say that got it shoved up... *shudder*
Dogbert: This is top of the line, made to my exacting specifications. *whipcrack across Dante's face*
Dogbert nods to Stalin. "Good to have another with the right ideas here."
Blood trickles down Dante's face, he feel the blood.
"Is that all you got? Please."
Catbert claps and three very large gaurds appear, two grabbing Dante while the third grins.
Dogbert smiles "The rules for evil dictators: Never fight fair, you are an evil dictator. Fight like one."
Stalin- Where are the drinks? And where the hell is the food?
Catbert points. "Food on that table, drinks at the bar and pies over there."
Stalin- Oh yay, pies!
*walks over to the pies and eats away*
"Hello Everybody!"
"Hi Doctor Nick"
*walks in and steals the cutlery*
Catbert: Dr. Nick! Long time no see, I was in that afternoon class we took. I never knew getting to be a licensed doctor only took 3 hours before that.